Chapter 235 Xiaocuifeng's only seedling, Dong Dongqiang's breakthrough
Ye Feng is here.
He stood on the ground, looked at Wang Ping'an, and found that the fair-skinned young man was very nervous.
"Don't panic, others won't eat you."
Ye Feng's tone was gentle, like a big brother next door, and he added, "I am the leader of the Miao Miao Sect, Ye Feng."
Hearing this, Wang Ping'an shrank his neck and raised his head slightly to look at Ye Feng. He found that the young man was handsome and had a kind face, but he was far from the leader Ye he thought he was.
In Wang Ping'an's opinion, Ye Feng should be an old man with a fairy-like manner, who likes to drink and has a bit of sex.
Hmm! It’s almost like the master from Under the Nine Springs.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an asked weakly: "You...are you really the head of Ye Feng?"
"Well, it's me." Ye Feng nodded.
Wang Ping'an can walk through the foggy area, which means he meets the recruitment requirements of the Miao Miao Sect.
Ye Feng still cherishes the hard-won disciples. Even if Wang Ping'an's cultivation level is not high and only has the third level of Qi refining, he should try to accept him.
"Please, Master Ye, allow me to join the Piaomiao Sect!"
Wang Ping'an knelt on the ground devoutly, put the big black pot in front of him, kowtowed to Ye Feng, and his forehead collided with the bottom of the pot, making a "dong dong dong" sound.
Everyone was stunned.
Others were "knocking their heads on the ground", but when they came to Wang Ping'an, they became "knocking their heads on the pot" and even had their foreheads blackened.
Ye Feng opened his mouth, coughed to cover up his shock, and said, "Get up and talk first."
"Yes, Master." Wang Ping'an quickly stood up, hugged the black pot, and wiped his forehead with his hands. Soon it turned into a big painted face, grinning, and his teeth were very white.
Ye Feng's mouth twitched.
There is a big difference between "Ye Zhang Men" and "Zhang Men".
Called by the previous title, the two parties are not from the same sect.
If the latter title is used, it means that Ye Feng has become the head of Wang Ping'an. It is not known whether Wang Ping'an called him that on purpose or if he accidentally called it wrong.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng brought Wang Pingan to the head hall, took out the roster and asked:
"Your name is Wang Ping'an, right? Briefly introduce yourself, such as where you are from, what forces you have belonged to, what you have experienced, and what your specialties are."
Wang Ping'an carried the pot behind his back and whispered: "My name is Wang Ping'an. I come from Xiaocuifeng, more than a hundred miles away. I once studied alchemy with our ancestor, Master Danxia."
"Later, I made alchemy with the second ancestor. Then, I made alchemy with the third ancestor... Finally, after I sent the master away, I went down the mountain."
"I heard that Master Ye of the Piaomiao Sect is the most powerful immortal around here, so I'm going to come here to become a disciple... As for my specialty, it's alchemy."
Everyone looked at a loss when they heard Wang Ping'an's personal experience.
What does "sending the master away" mean?
Moreover, why should he follow the ancestors, the second ancestor, the third ancestor and others to refine elixirs? Could it be that Wang Pingan has inherited the mantles of several people?
Ye Feng also had such doubts.
So, they expressed their problems.
"Master Danxia is the founder of our Xiao Cuifeng sect, the second ancestor is his only disciple, the third ancestor is the only disciple of the second ancestor...my master is the only disciple of the fifth ancestor, plus me, Xiao Cuifeng
Cuifeng originally had a total of seven people. The ancestor said that I have the physique of the King of Alchemy, so he personally taught me how to make alchemy."
"But I don't know why, after giving me what I have learned all my life, my ancestor suddenly passed away."
"Then, it was the second ancestor's turn to teach me, and as a result, he also passed away."
"Finally, my master just finished teaching me how to make alchemy, and for some reason, he lost his breath... I buried them all in the back mountain. Because I didn't know how to wash and cook, I was too hungry, so I had to go down the mountain...
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Wang Ping'an gave a detailed explanation.
He spoke intermittently and hesitantly, sometimes almost every word, so it took a long time.
When everyone heard that Wang Ping'an actually "sent away" six masters in succession, they couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Ye Feng.
Snap!
The brush in Ye Feng's hand fell on the table.
"Damn it, we can't accept this disciple! I'm afraid he doesn't have the supreme 'Ancestor Destroyer' physique! Whoever becomes his master will be in trouble!"
Ye Feng was so frightened that he couldn't hold his pen steady when he thought about it.
Wang Ping'an glanced at the brush that fell on the table, picked it up, handed it to Ye Feng, and said sincerely: "Master, I am good at alchemy, please accept me as your disciple. I will definitely learn how to wash and cook, and serve the clan well."
Let’s refine the best elixir.”
"There is no need to become a disciple!"
Upon hearing that he was going to be his disciple, Ye Feng was so frightened that he stood on the chair and prepared to drive Wang Pingan out.
"No, Master, please don't drive me away, Master... I will kneel down for you!" Wang Ping'an immediately put down the blame and was about to pay homage to Ye Feng.
"Fuck!"
Ye Feng dodged at the speed of light, not giving him a chance to kneel down.
"Master, I can make alchemy, please accept me! Although I don't know how to wash and cook, I can learn..."
Wang Ping'an was pushed out by Ye Feng and was about to enter the foggy area. He was so anxious that he couldn't speak fluently.
The other disciples looked strange.
To be honest, they are very happy to have more disciples in the Piao Miao Sect, especially since this disciple can also make alchemy.
However, remembering that Wang Ping'an was suspected of possessing the talent of "destroying ancestors" and sent away six masters in a row, the disciples suddenly felt numb.
The end of the road up the mountain.
Ye Feng looked at Wang Ping'an, who was so anxious that he knelt down and cried, and remembered that this young man seemed to be able to make alchemy, and if he wanted to pass the Star Sect examination, it would be impossible without someone who could make alchemy.
"You said you can make elixirs?" Ye Feng asked.
Wang Ping'an quickly hugged the iron pot tightly and nodded solemnly: "Well! Although I sent away six masters, I also learned Xiao Cuifeng's unique alchemy method, which can produce extremely high-quality elixirs, such as Xiuqi Qi Dan.
Blood Qi Pill, Healing Qi Pill..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Ye Feng interrupted Wang Ping'an, "You said you can refine the cultivation Qi pill. Well, I will give you a chance to refine at least one cultivation Qi pill today, whether it is low grade, medium grade or high grade, as long as the quality is good.
, I will keep you here."
"Will you accept me as your disciple?" Wang Pingan said excitedly.
"Forget it about accepting a disciple, but I can keep you as my disciple." Ye Feng wanted to kick him.
"Okay, I'll make the elixir right now."
Wang Ping'an put the black pot on the ground and took out a jar of water, dozens of fragrant medicinal materials, a small stone mill, and a steel scale from the storage ring.
In addition, there are some weird and weird things.
"Is this cooking or alchemy?" Ye Feng muttered when he saw the things on the ground.
The disciples also gathered around, watching curiously.
Wang Ping'an began to refine elixirs.
At this moment, his little face was full of seriousness. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he first washed the pot with water, then added half a pot of water, cast a spell, and ignited a strange black stone to heat the big black pot below.
Wang Pingan selected more than ten kinds of elixirs, weighed them with a steelyard, put them all in a stone mill, added some water, ground them into a slurry, and poured them all into a black pot.
Then, he kept cooking.
Seeing such an unreliable method of refining alchemy, Ye Feng and many of his disciples were speechless. They wanted to ask whether they were making soup or refining elixirs.
However, they didn't bother.
Everyone is watching carefully.
Although I feel that Wang Ping'an is unreliable, he is conscientiously refining alchemy after all, and everyone who works hard deserves patience and encouragement.
The water in the pot is boiled.
The water level gradually drops.
Soon, the concoction in the pot turned into dregs. Then, because the fire did not stop, it continued to be roasted, and a burnt smell gradually emerged.
"Are you sure there won't be a ceasefire?" Li Jiaojiao muttered.
Wang Ping'an said seriously: "Now is the key, we can't stop!"
As he spoke, he kept the fire low and continued to stir-fry the gradually blackening medicinal residue until the black ash in the pot was evaporated by the high temperature and dispersed with the wind.
There are less and less medicinal residues in the pot.
But at this moment, a surprising phenomenon occurred!
The surface of the black pot was actually covered with a layer of shiny things, exuding a delicate fragrance. Wang Ping'an extinguished the flame, immediately washed the pot with water, washed out all the shiny things, poured it into a jar, and carried out filtering and settling.
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"It's interesting!" Mo Ying whispered.
Ye Feng also nodded secretly.
When they were in Yunhua Sect, everyone had seen the alchemist's alchemy process. Although it was completely different from Wang Ping'an's alchemy process, in the end they all got the essence of the medicine that was full of medicinal fragrance.
The subsidence lasted fifteen minutes.
Wang Ping'an heated the pot again, poured out the settled water, leaving only the semi-dried medicinal essence. He poured them into the pot, stir-fried several times, and then put them in a special wooden box.
shake.
Then, nine light blue pills appeared!
"Succeeded?" Everyone was surprised.
Wang Ping'an stretched out his hand, placed the nine elixirs on the top of his palm, ran the magic formula, and used his own spiritual fire to temper them, causing a spiritual light to appear on the surface of the elixirs, and the final impurities were forced away.
The strong medicinal fragrance began to spread.
Finally, after an hour of hard work, Wang Ping'an placed nine pure and flawless elixirs on the tray and sent them to Ye Feng.
"Master, you have refined the nine low-grade cultivation Qi Pills."
Wang Pingan said with a smile.
Upon hearing the word "Master", Ye Feng quickly leaned back and took out a white bone sword.
"Mo Ying, look at the quality of these elixirs." Ye Feng pursed his lips at Mo Ying.
Mo Ying stretched out her snow-white slender hand, pinched a low-grade cultivation Qi pill, and entered it with spiritual consciousness. Her eyes changed slightly and said: "It is indeed a low-grade cultivation Qi pill, and its purity reaches 100%. Master-level technique
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"Seriously?" Ye Feng's breath froze.
How wonderful it would be to pick up a disciple who knows how to make alchemy for nothing!
However, Wang Ping'an has the physique of "destroying his ancestors", so there is no problem in staying in the Piaomiao Sect, but he cannot accept anyone as his teacher, otherwise, it will be obvious that he will send him to heaven!
Thinking of this, Ye Feng coughed and said: "The quality of the elixir is very good. From today on, you will be the fourteenth disciple of our Piao Miao Sect. You will be among the registered disciples for the time being. When you complete the assessment task, you will be promoted to outsiders."
Door."
"Thank you Master...Master!"
Wang Ping'an was overjoyed and quickly knelt down, only to see Ye Feng raising the white bone sword and quickly changed his words from "master" to "master".
"From today on, I set the first rule of the sect, that is, no one is allowed to call me 'master'!" Ye Feng held a white bone sword high, and anyone who dared to call him master would be slashed with the sword.
The disciples all looked at Wang Pingan.
Wang Ping'an shrank his neck and said: "Master...master, I will never say anything again in the future."
Snapped!
Hearing what he said, Ye Feng was very pleased and quickly registered Wang Ping'an's personal information and stamped it with the leader's seal.
"Ding, I received the registered disciple 'Wang Pingan', low-grade root bone, third level of Qi refining, born with the body of an alchemy king, good at alchemy."
The system issued a prompt tone.
The body of the Dan King?
I found a treasure!
Ye Feng's breath was stagnant, and then he was overjoyed.
…
Demon City.
Dong Dongqiang was sitting cross-legged in an underground cave.
boom!
A terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from his body, shaking the surrounding rocks into powder. His eyes suddenly opened, his aura instantly increased tenfold, and he officially entered the first level of the Juyuan Realm.
"Jie Jie Jie... I finally broke through the Juyuan Realm. I will continue to hold on, not participating in the war, and running away when I encounter an enemy I can't defeat. I always have the word 'stable' throughout. It won't take many years, and I will definitely be able to return to the top!"
"
Dong Dongqiang dusted himself off, used the "Escape Technique", and quietly left the Demon City.