Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 812 Simple Things Are Complicated

An Qingli caressed the alchemy furnace, and patted the treasure that hadn't been used for a long time.

The alchemy furnace trembled slightly and let out a pleasant buzz.

When Aunt Mo saw the celestial alchemy furnace, she already believed it in her heart. An Qingli, a little girl, is not very young, but she is indeed versatile.

In the mustard space, many fairy plants have grown.

Things that were previously unattainable in the lower realms are no longer uncommon in the upper realms.

Occasionally, one or two fairy plants still grow in the field.

An Qingli hasn't gone to collect the alchemy recipes from the upper realm, but only chooses from the known alchemy recipes in the lower realm, preparing to refine a possible elixir.

The reason why it is possible is because the lower realm refers to the use of spiritual power, but in the upper realm, it uses the power of immortality.

I don't know if the elixir pills from the lower realm are still useful in the upper realm.

Originally refining a first-grade elixir in the upper realm was a relatively simple and easy task, but An Qingli took up the posture of refining a ninth-grade elixir in the lower realm, exercising the instructions with extreme caution and complexity.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One after another, the complex finger formulas hit the carved phoenix pill furnace quickly.

An Qingli looked solemn, and her ten fingers kept dancing, like nymphs wearing flowers.

Aunt Mo's eyes twitched as she watched from the side, and suddenly thought that when she first came to the Upper Realm and refined a first-grade fairy weapon, she was also so thankless, using the most complicated methods to do the simplest things.

It's just a first-grade elixir, there's no need for it at all.

There is a simpler and easier way to refine this first-grade elixir from the upper realm.

This elixir teacher born and bred in the upper realm used celestial plants and celestial energy to make alchemy from the very beginning, so his comprehension in the way of alchemy is actually no better than those in the lower realm.

Of course, this is also a low-level situation.

When the elixir has reached the sixth and seventh ranks, it needs to understand the laws of heaven and earth, and it is manifested in the hand, which is the rhyme of Taoism flowing between the changes of finger formulas.

This is extremely demanding on Danxiu's comprehension.

Such as An Qingli, who felt a little dao rhyme in the lower realm, is simply the seedling of a divine alchemist!

The seedling of the divine alchemist!

The entire dry empire is eager for the seedlings!
Aunt Mo's heart was pounding.

Thinking about herself, she just relearned a new set of forging techniques after ascending to the top, and only after reaching the fifth-rank immortal realm, she swung the hammer countless times before she gradually grasped a trace of dao rhyme.

But An Qingli did this when she was in the lower realm.

Aunt Mo's heart beat faster, she never thought that after Mu Sheng, there would be such a genius in Qian Empire.

But Mu Sheng has that comprehension, but not that heart, so his heart can't keep up, and he won't be a future alchemist.

This little girl has the potential to be a divine alchemist!

Aunt Mo was terrified, she swore with her great Luo Jinxian's vision and experience, as long as this little girl is not killed or hurt, she will be another divine alchemist in the future!

Be nice!

A phoenix actually fell into the crowd of crows.

An Qingli focused on refining the alchemy, and even set up isolation restrictions around the alchemy furnace in order to avoid outside disturbance.

"It's exposed, it's exposed." Little Pegasus said in the mustard space, looking at Aunt Mo whose expression changed, "Master's alchemy talent has amazed Auntie's whole face."

"Let's expose it." Xiao Jintan murmured, "People have asked me, how can I hide it, let alone learn something from them. Besides, it seems very good to have a big Luo Jinxian as a backer .”

The other little ones listened and agreed.

Black taro is not there, but black taro is still in Yamen Yizhuang, living leisurely and thriving.

A large circle of people surrounded the blacksmith shop.

Some people heard the sound of "ding, ding, bang, bang, bang" in the blacksmith's shop, and they were as anxious as a shower. They felt very uncomfortable when they heard it, so a large group of people gradually gathered to point and point, and wanted to enter the shop to make theories.

But Aunt Mo is famous, so if she doesn't open her mouth, it's fine. When she speaks, she scolds people so much that people can't find her way, and sometimes hits people with a hammer, so these people hesitated and didn't dare to enter.

Back then, someone matched up Aunt Mo and Xing Musheng, the broomstick, to see if it was the long-lived person who conquered the hard life, or the hard-fated person who conquered the long life. The old and strong Aunt Mo kicked out half of Kaiyang City with a hammer.

Outside the blacksmith's enchantment, people with nothing to do are still gathering.

Some people said that the unusual sound of hammering was due to a duet, maybe some craftsman came to the door to beat Mrs. Mo.

It's not surprising that peers compete with each other.

But just when the sound of the hammering was the most urgent, when it made people want to vomit, there was a bang in the blacksmith shop, and then the barrier rose again.

After that, I don't know.

The ears were finally clean, and someone gathered their hands in their sleeves, and said with a smile: "Last time when the barrier was raised, a little handyman like a flower and jade came out. This time when the barrier is raised again, what will come out again?"

Generally speaking, enchantment will not rise easily.

Most of the people on this street are doing business, so how can they attract customers even after raising the barrier.

So when the enchantment is together, something must happen.

"Haha, you can guess first." Someone pretended to murmur, "Could it be that there will be two little handymen who look like flowers and jade!"

The people present laughed loudly, it was rare to see the excitement, and they did not leave in a hurry.

The owner of the fairy talisman shop next door hurriedly held the inferior fairy talisman and squeezed into the crowd to sell business.

Sunset and sunrise, sunset and sunrise.

The spectators changed from batch to batch.

Refining ninth-grade alchemy in the lower realm is time-consuming and labor-intensive, requiring several days or even ten and a half months.

What's more, An Qingli still used the method of the lower realm to refine the elixir of the lower realm.

That could be a matter of January or February.

Even An Qingli was surprised.

In fact, she was not sure, she could do things in the upper realm that could only be done in the lower realm, but after ten days of practice, she still hadn't exploded.

Her original intention was to prove to Aunt Mo that she had some understanding of Dao Yun.

Since it was possible to continue, Aunt Mo did not urge her, so An Qingli continued to practice calmly.

A good alchemist will treat every batch of alchemy in his hand seriously, and both An Qingli and Mu Sheng are like this.

In fact, Aunt Mo had already seen what An Qingli wanted to prove, and she was so shocked that her heart beat wildly for a while.

But Aunt Mo has calmed down, and An Qingli is nothing before she grows up to a sixth-rank and seventh-rank elixir teacher.

So Mrs. Mo was holding a rusty old hammer, sometimes glaring, and sometimes seriously admiring An Qingli's rapidly changing finger tips.

When she arrived in Daluojin Wonderland, there were not many things she could admire, and even An Qingli's outstanding face was nothing special in her eyes.

But An Qingli's ever-changing finger tactics made this Daluo Jinxian show his appreciation again after thousands of years.

To put it bluntly, it's the same as spinning around the stove, or alchemy is more respectable.

Especially the ten fingers of the alchemist, they were bent and bent at will, and bent into many strange shapes, as soft as noodles.

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