Han Xiao ignored Han Sanqian, and after looking at his palms, he murmured and looked up at the roof, as if he was meditating on something. After a while, he smiled, looked at Han Sanqian, and said: "
Han Sanqian, making the Double Dragon Cauldron is nothing new, but how to refine various materials to the extreme into top-level elixirs is the way to be king in this Bafang world."
Han Sanqian nodded doubtfully and said: "Senior, I understand."
"So, do you want to master this royal art?"
Han Sanqian is naturally very concerned about it. After all, what Han Sanqian currently lacks is the art of alchemy. This is the simplest, fastest, and crudest method of self-improvement. It is even what many people in the Bafang world dream of, but
Because the threshold of materials and refining technology is too high, many people can often pry into it, but cannot enter.
Otherwise, how can various sects pay out various elixirs needed for cultivation as wages? This is enough to show its importance. In a sense, it is even a universal currency, so to create it
The difficulty is naturally very difficult.
Han Sanqian spent so much money and only bought some materials, but he wanted to refine them into elixirs to repair his body. Han Sanqian didn't even think about when he would get there, he just planned to
Stock up first and plan later.
After all, practicing the basic art of elixirs is already a very difficult skill, and if you want to use various materials to their limit, it will be even more difficult. To say that it is a royal art is indeed not an exaggeration at all.
"Senior, I think about it very much, but in the world of Bafang, among the things that can be concocted by humans, the art of alchemy is the most precious. How can I just think about it?" Han Sanqian said with a bitter smile.
Various sects, including the Wushu Sect where Han Sanqian stayed at the beginning, all the elixirs they need are allocated in fixed quotas by the sects. Outsiders have no access to the alchemy technology, so you can imagine how precious it is.
Even in some aspects, the quality of alchemy is one of the necessary factors that determine the size of a sect.
Therefore, those who create elixirs should cherish the unique ones.
"As long as you are willing to learn." Han Xiao smiled slightly, and then he leaned over and rushed towards Han Sanqian. With a powerful movement from his feet, he came to Han Sanqian, grabbed Han Sanqian's hand and pulled up his sleeve.
, stroking his hands from his elbows down to his palms, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that the veins on his arms suddenly stood up and turned faintly black.
"A person who refines elixirs must master the yin to poison and the yang to purity. They need to understand it thoroughly, be crazy and persistent, and have a calm mind." After Han Xiao finished speaking, he put down Han Sanqian's hand and placed two fingers on Han Sanqian's nose, ears, and eyes.
Place, suddenly tap lightly, and red light suddenly appeared in three places of Han Sanqian.
"The art of alchemy is about refining the various properties of materials and kneading them into a new property. Therefore, you need to have sharp eyes, sharp ears, and a sharp nose to do the best at the best moment.
After I help you understand your choice, you can use the three spirits at the same time."
Then, Han Xiao suddenly turned behind Han Sanqian, and printed a palm directly on Han Sanqian's back. Han Sanqian was suddenly like the last time, with countless pictures flashing through his mind. More importantly,
Yes, this time, a warm force entered from behind and poured into Han Sanqian's acupuncture points.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and Han Xiao suddenly flew backwards, hitting the ground a few meters away. With a pop, blood spurted out of his mouth.
Han Sanqian ran over anxiously and helped him up: "Senior, are you okay?"
Although Han Xiao was vomiting blood, he still couldn't hold back his smile: "I have spent my whole life cultivating for you to open the three channels and the muscles of the hundred spirits, and you still call me senior? Han Sanqian, aren't you too ignorant?
Do you understand what it means to respect teachers and respect morality?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian was stunned. What Han Xiao did just now was that he used his whole life's cultivation to open up his meridians?
"Senior, this..." Han Sanqian was stunned for a moment, then wondered: "But Han Sanqian already has a master..."
"What? Do you want to turn your back and deny it?" Han Xiao suddenly shouted dissatisfied, shook off Han Sanqian's hand, stood up reluctantly, turned his back to Han Sanqian, and said: "Do you know this world in all directions?
, how many people have squeezed their heads to come to my door? But you are in the midst of blessings and don’t know how blessed you are?"
"That's not what I meant, it's just..."
"In short, whether you recognize it or not, you are my apprentice, Han Xiao." Han Xiao shouted domineeringly, and then his tone softened slightly: "In the world of Bafang, there are many things to learn, so naturally you will worship the master."
There are many, how can you be as pedantic as you, and you can only recognize one master in your life. However, this also shows that you are a dedicated and dedicated person, that's all, that's all, then even if I saw it wrong, I will teach you my unique skills.
To an outsider, I no longer have the face to face my ancestors, so today I will die to apologize."
After saying that, Han Xiao used the power in his hand to slap his forehead.
Han Sanqian rushed over, grabbed Han Xiao's hand, and said distressedly: "Senior, why are you doing this? It's not that I don't agree with you, but I have a master first. Can you at least let me ask my master?
"
"Don't stop me." Upon hearing this, Han Xiao tightened his hands again.
"Okay, okay, master." Han Sanqian had no choice but to compromise. From a practical point of view, he had indeed obtained the true biography of Han Xiao, and he was kind to himself. He had to admit it. From an emotional point of view, he could not just watch it.
He watched Han Xiao commit suicide in front of him.
Hearing Han Sanqian call him, Han Xiao smiled slightly and patted Han Sanqian on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your previous master knew that you worshiped me as your master. Not only would he not say anything, but he would be very happy. He can
Sitting on an equal footing with me is an honor he has been dreaming of all his life."
"Yes." Han Sanqian nodded. Now that the matter is over, we can only hope.
"Okay, Han Sanqian, from today on, you are the only disciple of my Fairy Island and the only successor of my Han Xiao. You can come with me." Han Xiao was obviously very happy.
Han Sanqian nodded and followed Han Xiao towards the inner hall.
When he came to the door, Han Xiao suddenly stopped, looked at Han Sanqian, and said with a wry smile: "A real man, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Han Sanqian was confused by his words. Why did he suddenly say this inexplicable sentence?
Han Xiao nodded and opened the curtain, and a stronger smell hit his nose directly from inside.
Walking into the inner hall, the smell was even more pungent, making people's heads feel a little bit big from the smell. The room was dark, except for the faint light of a candle in the front of the room. As the two of them entered, it brought out the slightest trace of light.
The soft breeze and the dancing light of the candles made the room look a little weird.
"Three thousand, kneel down." Han Xiao ordered softly at this time.
Han Sanqian didn't understand what was going on at all, but because his master was destined, he finally said "oh" and then knelt on the ground obediently.
