Chapter 159 Snow is like frost, sword is like rain
"You visited Sword Intention Breakthrough once, and you have a vague understanding."
"Your formula: Sword Pill meets special restrictions. You can perform targeted synthesis of this formula without acquiring alchemy or alchemy expertise."
"Please note: The limited synthesis success rate is related to the character's related will, and the character's related skills do not affect the specific synthesis effect."
"PS: This is usually the case, but if it becomes too swollen and distorted due to your poor skills, it is recommended to consume it with liquid... - Anonymous"
"PS: Here? Why anonymous? There is a second sword cultivator who almost died from burping after taking sword pills?——Anonymous"
Looking at the prompt information refreshed on his retina, Yi Chun shook his tail unmoved.
At this time, he had bid farewell to Dahan and left the Taoist temple where they practiced.
There are far fewer tourists today than usual.
After all, this is the Spring Festival of this world...
Yi Chun squatted beside a cliff, looking at the rolling green mountains below and the looming city at the end of the field of vision.
Even from a distance, he could smell the faint smell of fireworks in the air.
People are busy and laughing just for the annual gathering.
Suddenly, Yi Chun felt a hint of coolness on the tip of her nose.
Under the gaze of the orange cat's huge pupils, a white snowflake quietly swirled down from the sky.
Then it landed on the cat's nose, and melted into the hot breath in the next moment...
Separated by the thick fur, Yi Chun didn't feel cold at all.
It’s New Year’s Eve?
Yi Chun shook off the wet fur on his body and prepared to find a warm place to nest.
Then, I practiced the sword elixir.
I had planned to go home for the New Year before, but now, there is no need for it anymore...
"Is that big orange Yazi who is in a bad mood?"
A passing female tourist nodded to the boyfriend next to her, then pointed at the orange figure that was gradually disappearing into the forest path and said.
"Maybe the dried fish was robbed by monkeys..."
Her boyfriend shook his shoulders and said.
Who can know why a cat is sad?
After all, he hasn't even figured out why his girlfriend is angry...
Yi Chun, who had already left, naturally ignored their discussion.
Now, he has been able to ignore the tourists' voices to a certain extent.
In other words, to him, they or they are not important.
For Yi Chun, this world is still unfamiliar.
The only thing he is familiar with now is this mountain and this view.
Perhaps the ideas that originated from the ancient farming civilization are still interspersed in Yi Chun's consciousness in some subtle context.
While he longs to explore the world and discover new mysteries, he also yearns for a relatively stable rhythm.
Just like a seedling, no matter where it is blown away, it will always take root.
Only when the rhizomes are deeply twisted into the soil can the mind be at peace.
Maybe it's like playing some kind of exploration game, even if the backpack and abilities are enough to support unlimited exploration.
But always, I have to go back to that little den that may not be very luxurious.
Then I counted my gains and thoughts little by little...
That may be a kind of fetter, but it is not inconsistent with freedom.
Otherwise, Yi Chun always feels that he will be lost in the endless world and endless civilizations...
As for stepping out of your comfort zone?
Fuck me!
The fur on Yi Chun's body trembled, and a certain aura of a dangerous predator spread out walking in the mountains.
Suddenly, the monkeys who were looking for food from tourists in the distance started screaming in fear.
"squeak!"
"Squeak!"
Yi Chun turned his ears and began to walk away at a faster pace.
Although he doesn't like monkeys, because these guys always want to pull his tail.
But I'm afraid Taoist Yun doesn't think so...
"This kitten..."
In the distant cloud mountains, the old Taoist shook his head as he listened to the sharp calls of the monkeys.
There were some things scattered on the table in front of him, and it looked like he was preparing to build something.
In the middle of the table, there is a golden ball standing in it, with faint patterns on it.
Next to the round bead is a bronze object.
Judging from its outline, it seems to be the rough shape of a bell...
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"Susu..."
The snow began to fall heavily, and Yichun Cat looked at the snowy scene outside in the woodshed next to the dining room.
In fact, firewood is not used much in the mountains now.
After all, carrying a liquefied gas tank up the mountain is also a good practice project...
However, due to the training needs of outer disciples, there is no shortage of firewood here.
The broken wooden piles and dummies, as well as the firewood obtained by the disciples who were sent to chop firewood, were chopped and neatly stacked in the large space further inside.
The small room outside is where the Taoist caretakers work daily.
As the saying goes, you have to rely on the mountain to eat the mountain. There is a lot of firewood here, and the kitchen cannot digest so much firewood.
Fortunately, the Taoist caretaker made an earth furnace here.
But now, the Taoist caretaker has also left.
Due to the arrival of Yi Chun, the Taoist caretaker did not turn off the fire, and Yi Chun was still squatting there.
The orange-red flames bring a warm atmosphere.
But Yi Chun did not close the door, so the overall temperature in the house was not high.
Further inside, where firewood is stored, there is an iron gate, which is now locked.
However, the caretaker moved some wood to the corner of the small room.
Judging from the quantity, there is no problem in burning it overnight.
At this time, many families may be preparing for a family reunion dinner.
Vaguely, Yi Chun smelled the aroma of stewed fish and ribs.
By now, the outer disciples have almost left.
The whole mountain seemed to have become much cooler in an instant.
"Crack!"
Yi Chun used his tail to sweep a piece of wood into the furnace.
Then, under the orange firelight, a few ordinary-looking weeds were pulled out from nowhere.
The refining of real elixirs has many restrictions on external conditions.
As for Xu Dan, relatively speaking, there is nothing particular about material aspects.
Be it firewood in the world or lava underground.
But there seems to be no difference between anything that is burning...
Then, Yi Chun transformed into a snow-white moon owl.
"Gu..."
Looking at the sword heart grass at the bottom, Yi Chun paused, and then threw it directly into the stove!
Under high temperatures, the water-filled grass stems make an inaudible crisp sound.
After the water droplets exploded, the entire grass stem instantly became curled up.
From burnt to red, from dark to gray...
In the blink of an eye, those sword heart grasses were completely reduced to ashes!
But in another realm, Yi Chun was able to observe some sharp breath shooting out of the furnace instantly!
It is as thin as a needle and as dense as rain, but it roars towards you with a sword-like coldness! It is not grace, but thunder!
Just like the repeated blows of a heavy hammer, the weak are broken and impurities are precipitated!
When a swordsman refines elixirs, he also refines people!
The next moment, countless sword energy roared towards them, falling straight down and drowning Yi Chun who was blocking them!
