In this world, there are still people who pour sword energy into the alchemy cauldron!
Jiang Ming, who was trembling all over, raised his head and stared at Han Muye.
The sword energy in the alchemy cauldron was thick and gentle, and it was much more powerful than what he had cultivated himself.
"Master, you, you too, use sword energy to make elixirs?"
Jiang Ming only felt that his heartbeat was beating fast.
Sword Qi alchemy!
This method is not unique to you, there are others who share the same path!
This method has a real chance of success!
As a casual cultivator, except for the basic cultivation methods and alchemy knowledge from inheritance, he explored the rest by himself.
For so many years, he had spent so much time studying the art of alchemy.
I will only refine Qingxue Dan in my life.
But the more this happened, the gap between his alchemy level and his peers became wider and wider.
Whenever he had a novel idea and told it about it, others would say he was whimsical.
Especially when he shared his sword energy alchemy method with people who were good at swordsmanship, he was mercilessly ridiculed.
Letting others look down upon him and letting others scold him, what Jiang Ming seeks is his own way.
But whose heart is not made of flesh?
Who hasn’t been sad secretly?
Looking at Han Muye, Jiang Ming was very scared.
He was afraid that Han Muye shook his head.
This feeling is just like the time when I brought the refined elixir to Mu Lao and waited for his evaluation.
At that time, what was waiting for him was Mu Lao shaking his head with regret.
"I use sword energy to make elixirs." Han Muye's answer was very direct and straightforward.
These words seemed to hit Jiang Ming's chest, making him breathless.
Picking up the wine flask on the long table in front of him, Jiang Ming opened the lid and poured it into his mouth!
Only such heavy drinking can quench the thirst in his heart at this moment!
"happy!"
“Good wine!”
After finishing the wine bottle on his own table, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table next to him and raised his head to drink.
This crazy look made the people around him look even more disgusted and get out of the way.
"Is this guy Jiang Ming drunk and crazy again?"
"Hmph, you can do crazy things like pouring sword energy into an alchemy cauldron, but getting drunk and crazy is not a trivial matter?"
Furthermore, these people looked at Han Muye with a lot more displeasure.
Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, looking into the distance.
Over there, the ancestor of the Mu family held a wine glass and sat next to the ancestor Tao Ran.
The two of them whispered and clinked glasses with smiles on their faces, and seemed to be having a great time chatting.
This made the alchemy cultivators around who had been paying attention to the movements of the ancestor of the Mu family a little confused.
As the ancestor of the Mu family, the host of this banquet was afraid that ancestor Tao Ran would be lonely, so he stepped forward to say hello, which was normal.
But now, it’s clear that we really had a good time chatting?
not only that!
The two of them were still sitting on the long table, taking out several elixirs and then talking to each other.
Is this discussing the path of alchemy?
The fire madman who almost burned down the Xiaodan Pavilion and was driven out of Mushen City by the ancestor of the Mu family actually discussed Taoism with the ancestor of the Mu family at the same table?
Such a scene really makes many people unable to swallow the wine they drink...
"Bang."
Jiang Ming placed the empty wine bottle on the table and looked up at Han Muye.
At this time, wine was spilled all over his body, his beard and hair were stained together, and he looked like a madman again in Han Muye's impression.
"Sir, do you have the elixir of success?"
Jiang Ming reached out directly to Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, placed a pill in Jiang Ming's hand, then stood up and walked forward.
Over there, Patriarch Tao Ran was already waving to him.
In Jiang Ming's hand, there was a dusty pill.
"Tsk, is this also called Cheng Dan?"
Not far away, someone laughed.
That elixir looks like it can be made by all the alchemists using their feet, right?
"Sword Qi alchemy is said to be able to purify some of the medicinal power, but it's just a waste of money. Whoever does it would be a fool?"
Some people shook their heads and looked at Jiang Ming and Han Muye with a lot of mockery in their eyes.
Crooked ways.
Jiang Ming gently closed his hands.
He didn't say anything, he just looked at Han Muye, smiled softly, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the lid of the alchemy furnace on the long table in front of him.
Han Muye did not take away the alchemy furnace.
It’s not that this alchemy furnace is not precious.
Although this alchemy furnace is not a spiritual weapon, it is still a treasure among mortal weapons and is worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
But compared with the pill that Jiang Ming held in his palm, the pill furnace was countless times more expensive than the pill furnace.
Vigorous and vigorous, the elixir body appears to be gray-white, but in fact, the spiritual light is condensed to the extreme.
The medicinal power is so pure that the entire elixir is entirely composed of medicinal power.
What’s even more unbelievable is that the medicinal power in this elixir is pure and single, eliminating the adulteration of other powers!
These methods are exactly the result of Jiang Ming's life-long dream and using sword energy to assist in elixir refining.
Sword Qi, purified!
From Jiang Ming's point of view, no matter how good the elixir or the alchemy furnace is, how can it be as good as Mr. Han's alchemy skills?
This method of purifying alchemy is the ultimate principle of alchemy that he is pursuing!
Looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him, he laughed heartily and looked crazy, making people around him look askance.
…
Crossing the crowd, Han Muye quickly walked to the front of the banquet.
"Han Muye, come and pay homage to the Spring Return Ancestor."
When we arrived, Ancestor Tao Ran was already smiling.
"Junior Han Muye, greet Mr. Mu." Han Muye straightened his clothes and bowed to salute.
The ancestor of the Mu family looked at Han Muye and chuckled: "Ancestor Tao Ran and Su Liang both praised your understanding in front of me. Su Liang also asked me to refine the longevity pill for you. It seems that you are really extraordinary.
out of their eyes.”
Hearing the words of the ancestor of the Mu family, Han Muye raised his head and looked at the ancestor Tao Ran and the elder Su Liang who had slowly walked over, and bowed slightly.
"Thank you, ancestor, for refining the longevity elixir for the younger generation."
"This is a little thought from the younger generation. I wish our ancestors a long life."
Han Muye turned his palm over and found a green bamboo shoot in his palm.
The original root of the green spiritual bamboo was stimulated by his spiritual energy, and it has grown into a jade-colored spiritual bamboo shoot that is half a foot long.
Paired with a few strange stones, the jade bamboo shoots look extremely cute.
"Qingling Bamboo Shoots?"
The ancestor of the Mu family was overjoyed, stretched out his hand to catch the bamboo shoots connected to the tray below, and then began to watch them with a happy face.
"Not to mention, these bamboo shoots are really spiritual when they are constructed like this."
Although Qing Ling Bamboo is precious, an expert like the ancestor of the Mu family would not care about it.
But this ingenious arrangement made him like it very much.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ancestor Tao Ran on the side also grinned lightly.
It's rare that Han Muye's gift can catch the eyes of old man Mu.
"when--"
There was a jade chime ringing in the distance, which was obviously the next event of the celebration.
In the broad square, an open space was evacuated.
Dozens of descendants of the Mu family stood there scattered, holding alchemy furnaces in their hands.
Patriarch Mu carefully placed the tray on the long table without moving the position. He turned around and said, "Fellow Tao Ran, we have arranged for the descendants of the family to present elixirs today. It just so happens that we should take a look at the descendants of my Mu family to see if there are any outstanding ones."
"Haha, okay, okay." Ancestor Tao Ran rubbed his hands and spoke with a smile on his face.
Being invited by the ancestor of the Mu family to evaluate the younger disciples of the Mu family is a rare honor for alchemy cultivators.
Han Muye turned around and saw countless white-haired alchemy practitioners staring at the position of Patriarch Tao Ran, as if there were flames rising in their eyes.
Ancestor Tao Ran said he would slap them in the face, but he did it right away!
Among all the alchemists in the hall, only he, Tao Ran, a semi-professional alchemist who played more with swords than refining alchemy, was invited to sit with him and was invited to evaluate the younger generations of the Mu family.
Does any of you know the reason?
Suffocate you to death!
"My Mu family is a family of alchemy, and alchemy is the foundation. Today is my ancestor's 800th birthday, and the descendants of the Mu family are congratulating me by making alchemy——"
The man wearing a white robe and a loud voice is Mu Lingye, the second generation of the Mu family, the eldest son of Mu Chunhui.
His cultivation has already reached the level of alchemy formation, and his level of alchemy is even more extraordinary.
The prosperity of the Mu family is not only due to the efforts of the ancestor of the Mu family, many people in the second generation also contributed silently.
As the wood spirit leaf made a sound, a series of spiritual fires rose below.
The spiritual light shines and the medicinal fragrance fills the air.
This kind of scene is really spectacular.
Han Muye felt that the Dan Hall of Jiuxuan Sword Sect was really incomparable in front of the Mu family.
No wonder a family from an aristocratic family is famous in Western Xinjiang for its alchemy.
Such expertise is truly rare.
The people in the square were all descendants of the Mu family, and the elixirs they refined were all ninth or eighth grade.
For most of the alchemy practitioners present today, they look down upon it.
However, the descendants of the Mu family who are able to appear today are all very skilled in their skills and their movements are smooth and fluid, which is quite remarkable.
"Buzz——"
There was a soft sound, and the young man standing in front had already taken the lead in forming a pill.
Mu Lingye raised his hand and put two round and clear elixirs into the plate. A servant caught the plate and brought it to the ancestor of the Mu family.
The ancestor of the Mu family turned to look at the ancestor Tao Ran, smiled and nodded.
"Haha, it's round and jade-like, with even spiritual light. This is already a fine product."
Ancestor Tao Ran showed a smile on his face and took a look at the elixir: "It took a quarter of an hour to refine the ninth-grade Ciyu elixir, and two elixirs were produced. Each one is of high quality and rare."
"Thank you, Ancestor." After Ancestor Tao Ran finished his comments, the young man standing in front bowed and saluted, with a look of gratitude on his face.
The alchemists around them looked even more ugly.
Is it difficult to just comment on the younger generation?
It’s just a few words for the occasion, who doesn’t know that?
What a free favor.
Ancestor Tao Ran sat there with a calm expression. As long as he produced the elixir, he would make a few comments in an understatement, some praising and some derogatory, but each sentence was appropriate.
An ancestor came to comment on the eighty-nine-grade elixir refined by the disciples of the younger generation, and he was naturally at hand.
For the descendants of the Mu family, no matter who is sitting on the seat, as long as the ancestor invites comments, they have to bow and thank them.
An alchemy was over, and two or three of them were remembered by everyone.
"The one named Mu Changlin just refined the extremely difficult Fire-Bathing Pill among the Eighth-Rank Pills, right? You can achieve this level at such a young age, okay." The old man standing aside stroked his beard and said.
"I think Mu Yusen, who was the first to refine the elixir, is pretty good. His techniques are very proficient."
Someone glanced over and chuckled.
Today's offering of elixirs is the time for the descendants of the Mu family to become famous.
Anyone who uses extraordinary methods will immediately be remembered by many alchemy seniors.
After two rounds of alchemy, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
Wearing a green robe and walking to the corner of the field with her head lowered, isn't it Mu Wan?
However, except for Han Muye, probably not many people outside the venue laid their eyes on the bean sprout-like Mu Wan.
In the front of the field, a middle-aged man in purple clothes with a calm demeanor stood first.
The eldest son of the Mu family, Mu Tanzhi.
Outside the court, countless eyes were fixed on the number one descendant of the Mu family.
Whether it was Mu Ziyu beside him or the other descendants of the Mu family, they were all dull green leaves at this time.
There is only one person who shines brightly in the field.
"I heard that the eldest son of the Mu family has a profound knowledge of alchemy. Today we should be able to broaden our horizons." Several white-haired alchemy cultivators unconsciously took a step forward.
Looking up, Mu Chunhui also smiled and nodded lightly.
"Brother Tan, I wonder what elixir to refine today?" a loud voice sounded.
Chang Ming, dressed in white robes, stood not far from the square, looking at Mu Tanzhi with a spiritual light in his eyes.
"Mu Tanzhi of the Mu family, Ming Hua Gu Chang Ming, and our Western Xinjiang alchemy path, a hundred years from now, it will definitely be the two of them competing!" Someone whispered among the alchemy cultivators watching.
A hundred years later, the two of them will compete?
Han Muye turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming, who was still sitting in the corner, holding the alchemy furnace in his hand and looking at him.
This man, a hundred years ago, also had such a reputation.
Jiang Ming smiled softly, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, gestured to Han Muye from afar, and drank it all in one gulp.
Han Muye shook his head, turned around, and saw Mu Wan cowering behind, blinking slyly.
