The door slowly opened, and there was a long time ago lit up the hall. The hall was extremely simple and there was no decoration inside. Only a chair consisting of knives of different sizes was placed above the hall. No one knew how many knives this chair was made up of, and only knew that since the Golden Sword God of War emerged, every time he defeated his opponent, if the opponent used a knife, he would seize his weapons. After a long time, he had this chair. It was the throne of the head of the Golden Sword Sect. Here, only the Golden Sword God of War is qualified to sit, and everyone else must stand.

But there are several steps behind the knife seat, and a black gauze curtain was hung on it. It can be seen that there is a beauty chair behind the gauze curtain. No one knows who can sit on the head of the Golden Sword God, who can make the Golden Sword God voluntarily lower the level. It seems that even the thirty-six terrifying lands of Tiangang cannot be found.

Even the Heavenly Venerables, who were the highest rulers in the Thirty-Six Terrifying Land of Tiangang, could only have a common friendship with the Golden Sword God of War.

But here, the Golden Sword War God still has a beauty chair on his sword seat. No one believes that this beauty chair is a woman. The Golden Sword War God has never seen anyone fascinated by any woman in his life. His first wife is also a girl who was in the same village as him when he was a mortal. No matter how brilliant the Golden Sword War God is in his life, he has never seen his first wife come into people's sight.

"Let's go, sit on it. That knife seat is the inheritance left by your ancestors of the banker. If you sit on it, you can inherit everything from your banker. You will also know everything." Su Hang pushed Zhuang Xiaoyi.

Zhuang Xiaoyi held his hands tightly. The knife seat looked extremely ordinary, just composed of countless swords, but as soon as he approached, he could feel the breath of these swords. They were the weapons of countless saints and powerful men. Although they were snatched by the Golden Sword God, the sword still contained the breath of the former master.

"Dongdong..."

Just as Zhuang Xiaoyi sat on the knife seat, Sifeng Valley made twelve bells, which were deafening, as if announcing the return of the Golden Knife Gate to heaven and earth.

At the same time, Su Hang stepped over the knife seat, walked straight to the steps behind, pulled away the gauze curtain, and lay half onto the beauty chair behind. Closed his eyes and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Three days, three days passed without realizing it. Zhuang Xiaoyi had been sitting on the knife seat for the past three days, motionless. Su Hang was also lying on the beauty chair behind him and fell asleep. That day, Zhuang Xiaoyi finally opened his eyes and stood up from the knife seat. He moved his body and sat for three days. It was also a pain for him to be a mortal.

He recalled the information he received on the sword throne in the past three days. Although he was mentally prepared and knew that his ancestors were once a big man, he did not expect that his ancestors could have been so brilliant. Of course, in addition to inheriting everything from his ancestors, he also learned some secrets from it.

He stood like this, but it was already obvious that he was different from three days ago. The boy who was once a hunter in the mountain village has now become the protagonist of the future of heaven and earth. His eyes passed through the gauze curtain behind him, looking at Su Hang lying behind the gauze curtain, and his eyes were filled with many thoughts.

He walked past the knife seat and came to the steps. He knelt down with a "bang bang". He knocked his head low, and his whole body slowly fell down, throwing his five bodies on the ground: "Zhuang Xiaoyi, a descendant of the Zhuang maker, pays homage to the Lord."

After saying that, he didn't say anything, but just lay on the ground, waiting for Suhang's call.

"It's over? Okay, get up." Su Hang's eyes were not open in the gauze curtain, as if he was still asleep, but a quiet sentence came out.

"Sir, thank you." Zhuang Xiaoyi responded, bowed his waist and slowly retreated to the side.

"Don't call me sir, I'll call me young master in the future. I'm not much older than you." Su Hang opened his eyes and supported his body, as if it was very difficult. For example, in the past three days, he had experienced a serious illness, his face was pale and blood-colored. Even supporting his body seemed difficult to do. But he still stood up, pushed open the gauze curtain, walked down the steps, and his body shaking a little.

Xiaoyi hurriedly stepped forward to support Suhang.

"Young Master, have you opened your memory?"

"Well. I didn't expect that the memory lock in this life would be so tight, which almost cost me half of my life." Su Hang took Xiaoyi's hand and turned his face to look at the boy who was a few years younger than him in front of him and said, "You already know everything."

"Yes, Young Master. Young Master Xie made Xiaoyi full."

Xiaoyi lowered his head. He had already known too much in the inheritance and knew the true identity of the young man in front of him. He was the creator of all the gloriousness of the merchant, an eternal existence, the greatest existence in the world, no one can say its name, no one can say its thing, no one can say its thing, the hand behind the rise and ending of countless generations. Once upon a time, his ancestors of the merchant were just a poor boy in the mountain village like himself, but since he met him, he has risen between heaven and earth, moving the heavens and earth, and the heavens of the thirty-six terrifying lands of Tiangang can only be judged by peers. Behind this is this person standing, standing behind the sword seat, watching the ups and downs of the world for eternity.

"Don't thank me, that was left by your dealer for you. I'm just following the flow."

"Everything about the dealer is made by the young master. Without the young master, there would be nothing about the dealer. This is the ancestral teaching of the dealer."

Su Hang smiled. He knew the loyalty of the banker to him, and he also believed that Xiaoyi would be loyal to him like his ancestors. Because they were bleeding the same blood. If Xiaoyi had two hearts, he would have died many times during the three days of inheritance.

"Xiaoyi, you will be the pillar of the Golden Knife Sect from now on. I will only hold a free position here, just be a worship elder. Before you really grow up, I will stay here to teach you. "Suhang looked at Xiaoyi who has always supported him, and he could feel that this child respects himself from the bottom of his heart. He knew a lot from the inheritance he received.

"Young master, there will be two of us in the Jindao Sect in the future." Xiaoyi smiled, and he was very happy. The most feared thing about Suhang is that Suhang will leave. Although he has accepted the inheritance, he knows how much help it will be for him if Suhang is willing to stay. He knows how many indescribable people have come out of Suhang. If he can get the guidance of Suhang, it will be a great joy for him who does not know how to practice at all. He knows that even those who are tall and noble in the Heavenly Venerable Realm hope to get Suhang's guidance. Suhang is determined to stay, not for anything else, just because there are two things.

One is that I just opened my memory and took out the book. I also need time to practice. If I go to the Thirty-Six Terror Realm of Tiangang, although there are many backstops to protect him. However, if the people from the Thirty-Six Terror Realm of Tiangang are in full swing, it will be a troublesome thing for him. Now the human world has built a barrier, and the people in the upper world cannot get down. Just from the enemies who stay in the human world, he is not afraid, and his backstop can easily destroy them. Moreover, not everyone can find out his return. The barriers have isolated the fluctuations in opening his memory. These people in the human world cannot attract his attention.

Secondly, this Four Wind Valley is also a good place for cultivation. When I met Xiao Yi again, I followed the flow and trained Xiao Yi to become a new generation of war gods, which was a reward for Xiao Zhuangzi. In the last reincarnation, if Xiao Zhuangzi had not abandoned the foundation of the sect and had to protect his soul, maybe his soul would be wiped out by his opponent. One of the deepest opponents in the previous life also took action, because he underestimated those outsiders.

But Xiaoyi hopes to get Su Hang’s guidance, which is less detours than he can take than when he practices himself. Now he is happy to hear Su Hang say he stays.

In the past few days, Su Hang himself has not practiced, and opening up his memory still has some impact on his mental damage. He must first repair his mind and then seek practice. In the past few days, he has only guided Xiaoyi's basic knowledge of the practice, such as what is the sea of ​​divine, what is the blood wheel, and what is the heart of Tao.

Suhang said it very simply, and the language used is also commonly used by ordinary people. It is not as mysterious as some masters in such a great sect. It is like a plain and plain language. It is plain and simple, but it is not a little outstanding, but it can hit the word. Every word and every sentence can solve Xiaoyi's confusion, as if it is better to understand the problems he encountered than Xiaoyi.

Many people can do the mystery of the teachings. The meaning of Tao lies in everyone's understanding of Tao. In order to reflect their abilities, many people have to say the simplest things to the complex. Only in this way can they make people feel that they are unfathomable. On the contrary, being able to simply talk about complex laws is an extremely difficult thing. You must be familiar with this method and understand it as if you are aware of the fire.

Although Xiaoyi has inherited the Taoist teachings of his ancestors, he has no idea about the cultivation. In the past few days, Suhang's lectures have opened the door to a new world for him, allowing him to know a world that is completely different from before. His world was just a village, and now he knows how big this world is. Compared with the entire world, the village he lived in before was not as good as the dust. He used to think that the mysterious man could fly to the sky and the earth, but now he knows that flying to the sky and the earth is just a basic Taoist teaching. He can only be regarded as a low-level monk.

When a person's vision changes, his heart will definitely change. Xiaoyi is no longer the little hunter in the past, but a descendant of the Golden Sword War God of Four Wind Valley, who wants to rise for the glory of his ancestors.

That day, Xiaoyi came to look for Suhang early, but not to listen to the lecture. When he saw Suhang, he bowed and said, "Young master, I still have an old mother at home. I have been out of my house for several months. I wonder if my mother is still safe at home. If the young master does not abandon her, Xiaoyi wants to go home to pick up my mother. Is it feasible?"

After he finished speaking, he kept kneeling there and did not dare to get up. He knew that although the Four Wind Valleys were the property of his ancestors, after he learned about Suhang's identity from his inheritance, he did not dare to become bigger in front of Suhang. No matter how big or small the matter was, he had to ask Suhang before he dared to execute it.

Su Hang sat on the chair and glanced at him.

"You will be the head of the Golden Knife Sect in the future. You don't need to ask about some things. If you think it's feasible, you can't stay here all the time. You always have to learn to handle some things yourself." Su Hang knew that Xiaoyi respected him, but he didn't want Xiaoyi to become a person who obeyed the orders. How to take charge of one in the future?

"You are filial to you. Besides, these Four Wind Valleys are originally products of your family. It is human nature to bring your mother over to live with you. You don't need to ask me. Just go back by yourself."

After Su Hang finished speaking, Xiaoyi hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him: "Mr. Xie, then I'll go back to pick up my old mother now." After that, he was about to turn around and go out. He couldn't help but feel worried. He just wanted to go back and pick up his mother soon and let her enjoy the peace of mind. He thought that when he came, he didn't have much luggage, but just a few pieces of change clothes, so he brought one or two pieces of food here. He changed the food along the way, and there was not much dry food now. When he saw prey along the way, he just hunted some for food.

"Wait..." Su Hang suddenly called Xiaoyi again.

Xiaoyi turned around and looked at Suhang, not knowing why Suhang suddenly called him for what he did, but was afraid that Suhang would suddenly change his mind and would not want him to go back, so he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"You can only go back for three days this time. If three days pass, I will close the mountain gate. Do you remember?" Su Hang gave him a difficult problem when Xiaoyi was worried.

Three days? Xiaoyi couldn't help but mutter. It took more than a month to come when he came. This time, the young master only gave it three days. I'm afraid that the young master would not want to pick up his mother. As he thought about it, tears came out of his eyes.

"Why are you crying? With your current foot strength, three days is enough. Although you have not started practicing in the mountains these days, eating these spiritual herbs every day has already made you reborn. You are running back and forth, giving you three days is enough."

Xiaoyi wiped away the tears. Thinking about it, it seemed that he was the same. He ran out of the medicine field to pull herbs and eat them. He ginseng as thick as his arm, and he didn't hungry for a day. Indeed, he has improved a lot in the past few days and has become much stronger. He just listened to the sermons on the mountain every day and didn't pay much attention to his foot strength. Now the young master said this, that must be right. What kind of person does the young master agree to pick up his mother? How could he regret it? After thinking about it, he smiled foolishly.

"Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to invite you? Why don't you get out of here?" Su Hang was angry when he saw him giggling, and kicked Xiaoyi out of the door.

Xiaoyi was not angry, and bowed to Su Hang in the house, ran to the medicine field, pulled out a few herbs, put them in his arms, and ran out of the mountain.

Seeing him leaving, Su Hang didn't think too much. He came out of the house and came to the medicine field to look at the mysterious grass in the medicine field. He picked some of them casually. He put them in his arms, some ginseng, some spiritual leaves, and numbness... While picking the mysterious grass, he looked at the years. These mysterious grasses were already growing here. Because the mountain spirit Yinnuo, these mysterious grasses also disappeared with the mountain spirit. Now they have millions of years. They have been a good raw material for practicing medicine. So they picked it casually.

After picking the mysterious grass, he did not stop and walked to a medicine room and opened the door.

This medicine room is in a small peak behind the mountain, which is extremely inconspicuous, unlike the large and small medicine room in the front hall. It is deserted here, and even when the Golden Knife Gate was the most glorious, no one came here.

Entering it, there were only two objects inside, one was an old alchemy tripod, and one small fire source. There was no other thing. Compared with the tall alchemy tripods and the earth fire medicine room in the front hall, it looked very shabby. The old alchemy tripods had three legs and ears, and the surface of the tripod was covered with cloud-patterned sky beasts, and it was covered with copper green. I don’t know how long it has been used by anyone. Although the type is old, it is extremely inconspicuous. The same is true for the small flame, with no temperature at all, as if it was extinguished at any time. It makes people wonder what the earth fire medicine room in the front hall is not used, so it is coming to Jianshan for what to do when Suhang puts the earth fire medicine room in the front hall.

Su Hang came in, looking at the old tripod with tender eyes. He walked over, reached out and gently touched the tripod's ear, as if he was stroking his lover's body, and the corner of his mouth chuckled: "Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, have you ever missed me?"

Just as his hand touched it, the cauldron seemed to be spiritual, and it actually vibrated with his hands, as if responding to his words.

"Be good, I'm back. We can join hands again. You have been buried for the years." Su Hang murmured softly beside the old tripod as if coaxing his lover.

At the same time, the little fire under the Ding jumped and jumped directly into Suhang's hands, turning on his other hand like a little pet.

"You kid, you are just a little slower to talk to you, and you will be jealous. Come and let your father kiss you." When Xiaohuo heard him say this, he jumped from his palm to his shoulder and leaned over his cheek, as if he had kissed him.

"I'm back, you've been waiting for too long." Su Hang reached out and picked up the small flame from his shoulder and put it on the ground. After soothing the cauldron and the fire, he sat down himself.

He then picked up the herbs he had just picked from his arms and placed them on the ground. He said, "I want to practice a pot of body-based medicine. Now I am still a mortal body. If I want to practice the book of life and death, I may not be able to rely on my physical condition alone. If I want to push the blood wheel, I still need your help."

The tripod vibrated again, bounced the top cover high and hung in the air, as if he wanted Suhang to put the herbs in. Suhang smiled and said, "You kid are anxious. I still want to talk to you, but you spoke by yourself." As he said that, he threw all the herbs on the ground into the tripod, and the top cover of the old tripod was covered.

"Tianyan, look at you. I can't urge you now, so you can do it yourself. Anyway, it's just an extremely basic physical medicine, just practice it casually. I will watch it, and you can cooperate with my words at that time." The little fire flashed, as if responding.

"Let's get started."

As soon as the words fell, the small fire burst into a fire, surrounding the old cauldron. The old cauldron also slowly rose from the fire, emitting endless brilliance. Slowly, all of these brilliances were received into the cauldron. No magic was seen.

This fire is not earth fire, nor heaven fire, nor is it the heart fire used by monks to refine medicine.

When practicing medicine, there are often three fires. One is earth fire, the second is heaven fire, and the third is heart fire. These three fires are different. Although there are three fires in refining medicines, the earth fire is the strongest and has fire poison, the medicines refined contain some toxins. The sky fire is the clearest and can eliminate the poison of medicine, but the firepower is insufficient. Heart fire is the most difficult. To be able to receive and receive, it requires endless years to practice. Although it is difficult, there are also shortcomings, which means that the stamina is insufficient and it is easy to destroy the elixir. Therefore, most alchemists use three fires together, but the elixirs used together can only be top-level elixirs at most. However, no one has ever been able to refine the legendary levelless elixirs.

But the small fire that Su Hang uses now is different. Just when he activated the small fire, the small fire flashed out huge flames and surrounded the old cauldron.

Although this fire is not a sun star, it emits a heat like a sun star. Ordinary medicine cauldrons must not exist under its fire. If it is not its fire that can control the heat that dissipates externally, even a mysterious person will turn into ashes in front of him. However, although this fire has heat, it also has feminine power. At the extreme temperature, it still has a hint of coldness, just like water and fire, and yin and yang coexist.

Su Hang looked at the fire and pulled out the amount of fire with words at will. Unlike some alchemists, who use their hearts to refine medicine, they need to control the firepower by their own minds.

"Add three points of Yin Fire, gather the heart and refine it." As Suhang said, the flame suddenly rose from it, a sky blue flame color gathered at the position of the heart of the tripod. "Yes, just continue to refine it for three hours. First turn the medicine into liquid."

It is not difficult to refine medicine. As long as a cultivator is a cultivator, he will refine medicine for himself and find a place with earth fire to open the furnace. However, it is difficult to refine good medicine. This requires endless wealth and time to accumulate. No matter how good the alchemist is, it cannot guarantee that he can succeed 100%. The higher the elixir, the easier it is to fail. Moreover, the medicines in a furnace are different, including primary pills, intermediate pills, and advanced pills. Even the medicine god in the traditional Chinese medicine world of the Thirty-Six Terrifying Land of Tiangang, the chance of being able to produce top-level eggs in the elixirs he refined is extremely small, not to mention the legendary levelless pills, which have only appeared in legends. No one in this world has seen it.

There were three hours left, and Su Hang was not in a hurry. He just sat in front of the cauldron, took his eyes off, and meditated to practice the spirit. The divine wounds were not so easy to repair, not to mention that he was just a mortal now.

Soon, waves of medicine fragrance came from the small medicine house. The mysterious grass that has lasted for millions of years is hard to come by even in the heaven. However, here, Suhang is only used to refine medicines in the blood pushing realm. If people in the medicine world refine medicines, they will definitely be furious. Such a mysterious grass is used to waste in the blood pushing realm. Even if the blood pushing realm is more than ten years old, it is more than enough to refine it. Now, using the mysterious grass that has been around for millions of years is no longer a waste, it is a waste of money, and it is a crime.

"Yes." Su Hang opened his eyes, twitched his nose, knowing that the drug had been refined into liquid.

"Tianyan, use Yin-Yang Warm Fire Pregnancy Pill, you can grasp the heat yourself, and I will repair the divine wound."

In Suhang's words, the small fire called Tianyan changed into different temperatures to wrap the old cauldron. If the alchemists in the medicine world saw such spiritual divine fire, they would be stunned. Usually, what they fear most is the heat. A qualified alchemist is the most important thing to control the heat. If the fire is small, the elixir cannot be pregnant, and if the fire is big, it will blow up the furnace. Therefore, in the refining sect, there have always been seven points of heat and three points of herbs. It can be seen that the heat is important. But Suhang just said a few words lightly to control the heat. How can the alchemist not make the alchemist jealous?

But this is just because Su Hang is unable to activate the divine fire at all now, so he can only do this. So he did not make much demands on the grade of the pill.

"Xiao Tianyan, just practice it casually. Just make a stepless medicine for blood-pushing." Just before Su Hang closed his eyes, he said casually.

Yan flashed again that day and responded to him.

Just refine it at will, just stepless? Just stepless...
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