He suddenly felt that it was really feasible for him to learn "two-handed sword pointing" from the other party?
Touching the jade pendant on his waist, Mr. Fu suddenly stretched out his hand,
He took out the second one from the ring and tied it on.
He thought about it and felt uneasy, so he took out the third one.
"Well, that makes me feel at ease."
The first thing Song Yuxin did when she went out was to go to Tang Baihu's alchemy room.
Sure enough, there was a burning stench and a blackened bathtub...
And the skylight with a big hole in it!
She hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and secretly thought it was okay.
"Tang Baihu, where are you? Are you okay?" The little girl said slightly panicked.
"I'm fine."
Tang Baihu's voice came from behind her.
The young man looked at President Bodhi behind Song Yuxin, whose beard was full of gray, and looked at his face which was happier than a child playing in mud.
He walked up bravely.
Song Yuxin didn't care about Tang Baihu at all, looking behind him with her big eyes.
"I'm not asking you, I'm asking the receptionist."
Tang Baihu: "..."
Little girl, you have changed!
You didn't care about your senior brother immediately!
He said angrily: "I'm fine, I'm still breathing."
Song Yuxin grabbed her high ponytail and said "oh" happily.
But Bodhi was stunned.
Listen to the tone of conversation between these two senior brothers and sisters, and then look at the familiar demeanor of these two people...
"And... breath?"
Listen, are you speaking in human language?
What the hell happened?
He became a little nervous.
Although Yun Zhonghe is not very qualified, he is still an extremely hard-working old guy and his seniority in Danta is quite high.
What does it mean to still have breath?
Does this mean it was blown up?
"Tang Baihu, what... happened to you?!" He gritted his teeth.
Tang Baihu thought for a while and said seriously: "Actually, it's nothing, just refining elixirs normally. It's just that Senior Yun Zhonghe... got too close."
Hearing this, Bodhi suppressed his anger and walked to his room door to take a look.
The cracked door panels, eye-catching skylights, and the smell of gray smoke filling the room...
This is the rhythm of the furnace!
But how could it be so terrible if it was just a furnace explosion?
How could Yun Zhonghe be unconscious?
The Bodhi mentality was about to burst. He was breathing heavily. He felt that he had something to say, but he couldn't say it.
Tang Baihu came to Danta for half a day, and the president seemed to be suffering from asthma.
"This...is this what you call normal alchemy?"
Bodhi waited for a long time and could only hold back this sentence.
"Yes."
Tang Baihu said solemnly: "Although I am a little embarrassed, when I am refining elixirs, the movement may be a little... a little louder."
"Oh, a little bit?"
Bodhi was angry. He wanted to throw the young man in front of him out of the skylight.
But the anger in his heart still couldn't suppress the doubts inside, so the president gritted his teeth and asked: "How did you break the barrier in the alchemy room?"
"And this door, how could it be broken?"
"Have you closed the soundproof barrier? It has affected other alchemy rooms!"
Fu Wencheng looked over at the right time.
These are also the questions she most wants to ask!
Tang Baihu felt a headache and explained: "That door is none of my business. I told Senior Yun Zhonghe to stay away. He opened it himself. I don't know why."
"His injury has nothing to do with me. Before condensing the elixir, I tried to dissuade him repeatedly, but he insisted on coming over to chat. I am refining the elixir and I can't stop him. What can I do?"
"As for that skylight..."
Bodhi's face turned green and he roared: "It has nothing to do with you?!"
"Nothing has anything to do with you, nothing has anything to do with you..."
"You didn't blow up the alchemy tower, you didn't hit Fu Yuxiang, and you didn't destroy the alchemy room."
"What on earth are you doing here?!"
Bodhi suddenly became angry, but his emotions had reached their peak, how could they stay there?
He forcibly misappropriated the spirit essence, took a breath for himself, and roared: "Are you here to demolish the house?!"
For a moment, the whole court was frightened into silence.
No one dared to speak out, for fear that speaking out would break the silence and cause fire.
The old guys who were left behind were shocked one by one.
President Bodhi was so angry. This was the first time in their lives that they had seen each other for more than half a year.
this……
This young man...
Really unappealing!
Tang Baihu seemed to have seen from President Bodhi the scene of his first meeting with Mr. Li after becoming a disciple.
At that time, Mr. Li was a teacher for the first time. He was so energetic that he could turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.
Until a few sparks of fire enter my nose, the graceful appearance seems to be a thing of the past.
But he didn't explode. He wanted to save face and didn't dare to explode in front of his apprentice.
But Bodhi is different, he can't control that much.
If he didn't ask this question, he would be able to hold back the blood in his heart until he went straight into the coffin.
Tang Baihu didn't dare to irritate the old president, he was also afraid that Lord Bodhi would fall or something.
Seeing that he had finally suppressed his anger slightly, the young man spoke slowly.
"President, you have misunderstood me. What I want to say is that I blew up that skylight, and I will definitely pay for it!"
Tang Baihu bowed very apologetically, then stood up, thought for a while, and planned to explain one more thing.
"Also, what you said later, I kind of misunderstood."
He carefully considered his tone, tried his best to look kind, and then said cautiously: "I'm not here to tear down the house, I'm here to test the alchemist's seal."
Click!
Everyone fell silent again, and even the sound of their heartbeats was quickly suppressed.
"puff!"
The old president sprayed out a breath, and Tang Baihu quickly retreated. When he saw that it was not blood, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Bodhi felt like a demonic force was tearing at his body, trying to cut him into pieces.
Yes, he felt like he was torn apart.
He roared: "Alchemy? Are you making alchemy?!"
"What kind of thing have you made? You should show it to me!"
Tang Baihu nodded, not daring to delay, and hurried to the small bathtub to stir around, and finally took out a black pill.
He took a breath to absorb the impurities on the surface, and then exhaled out the sky window to release the turbid air.
Immediately, a medicinal fragrance spread.
Tang Baihu turned around and said happily: "Let me tell you, this is a normal alchemy process, I succeeded!"
"Elixir!"
"This is...Yuanyuan Pill?!"
Everyone was confused when they looked at the green elixir in Tang Baihu's hand.
There was such a loud explosion that even Yun Zhonghe fainted on the spot. Are you telling me that this is a normal alchemy process?
That's all, but after saying that, you really took out an elixir from the slag?
Bodhi was stunned.
He stared at Tang Baihu's elixir in a daze, then raised his eyes to look at the young man's face.
"Are you kidding me?"
"I didn't, this is really freshly made."
Tang Baihu looked serious: "I told you, what I just did was a normal alchemy process."
Bodhi took the elixir and sniffed it, which was his subconscious action.
But even without this action, he could understand by feeling the temperature of the elixir and smelling the fragrance of the medicine.
This is really a freshly baked elixir.
Tang Baihu... wasn't lying!
But……
He raised his head sluggishly and glanced at the onlookers.
The only time I cursed in decades, was it wrong?
If this was said like this, what was the point of Bodhi just getting angry?
Where does he want to put his face as a president?
This elixir is not like the Yang Yuan Dan, but more like a loud slap, mercilessly thrown on the face of the angry me just now!
Bo reminded.
He thought of Old Man Li's letter again...
"Tolerance is a virtue."
"Generosity is a human quality."
"Ahem!"
Bodhi suddenly covered his chest and coughed violently.
Everyone looked at the hunched-over president, and then stared at the elixir in his hand.
Everyone looked unbelieving at first, even if some people had the same ability as Bodhi and had the ability to observe elixirs, they still didn't believe it.
But isn’t the president’s reaction like this enough to explain the problem?
“Is this really a freshly made elixir??”
Fu Wencheng was completely hesitant. She stepped forward and touched the Yangyuan Pill from the president's hand.
It's warm and fragrant.
She felt like her soul had been hit hard.
"How is this possible?!"
There is really someone who can do this, in a furnace...
No!
Fu Wencheng suddenly realized that no one seemed to believe Tang Baihu from the very beginning.
But what he said sounded outrageous, and now that I think about it, it seems that there really wasn’t even a hint of falsehood in it!