The stars are like elixirs, and the elixirs are shining, intertwined and brilliant, extremely gorgeous.

Beautiful, so beautiful...

Qi Xiang was confused and watched for a long time before he gradually came back to his senses. Naturally, he felt a sense of surprise and sighed. What he lamented was not only the wonderful scene of the elixir like stars, but more importantly, he sighed that the means of elixir inventory are unpredictable to gods and ghosts.

Who would have thought that the pill balls would actually float in the air.

Qi Xiang estimated the distance and found that in this wonderful space, the distance between the Dan Wan was unknown, as if it was thousands of miles away, and it seemed to be within reach. In short, this was a very mysterious scene that amazes him.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, what do you think of this Danku?"

At the same time, Mr. Zheng appeared quietly next to him, smiling: "Although it is called Danku here, there are not many elixirs in stock. It is accurate to the single digits, and it is only 1,325 pills."

"More than a thousand..."

Qi Xiang slowly came back to her senses and sighed: "There are quite a lot."

"It sounds like a lot."

Mr. Zheng nodded slightly, and his tone was very calm: "However, you have to know that this is a century of accumulation. Dividing a thousand by one hundred is equal to ten. In other words, the number of pills refined by dozens of alchemists every year is only ten in the sealed warehouse."

“Sometimes, it’s still below this average.”

Mr. Zheng sighed: "It is not easy to refine elixirs, but it is even more difficult to make elixirs. Moreover, it is even more difficult to refine high-quality elixirs."

"That's true..."

When Qi Xiang heard this, he understood that the elixirs sealed in the elixir also pay attention to quality. If the inferior elixirs are bad, don’t expect to enter the elixir, so as not to become a source of pollution and harm other elixirs.

Ordinary quality elixirs should be kept out unless they are very rare elixirs.

Only high-quality or excellent elixirs are qualified to remain in the warehouse. No wonder, the elixirs have been preserved for a hundred years and only have more than a thousand elixirs in stock. It is better to lack than excessive elixirs, as the threshold is not low.

However, this has nothing to do with him. At least it has nothing to do with him now.

Qi Xiang looked up at the pills in the sky. After a closer look, he found that pills seemed very dazzling and shining, but in fact, they were covered with a mysterious veil.

The pills were very hazy, making people unable to see clearly and clearly. The idea of ​​his desire to explore the origin of the pills and identify the types of them was destined to be unfulfilled.

Moreover, Mr. Zheng did not mean to introduce it in detail. He just waited for a moment to observe and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Qi, Danku seems magical, but in the end, it is just the effect of a formation. There is nothing to study."

"oh!"

Qi Xiang's eyes flashed, formation?

I should have thought of what else can it be besides the formation?

The pill will take a hundred years, and the prototype of the magic weapon created by one hand will naturally not be simple.

As the saying goes, a tall building rises on the ground and everything is difficult to start. However, on the other hand, as long as the foundation is laid and the foundation is stabilized, after going through the difficult decades, the speed of development will naturally rise quickly.

This is the case for national development, and the same is true for refining magic weapons.

Perhaps the process from scratch to something is definitely very difficult when shaping magic weapons. From collecting materials to casting and training, I don’t know how much effort it has been spent.

However, when the prototype of the magic weapon comes out, the rest of the work is equivalent to filling the building materials in the frame of the house. Therefore, the entire Dan Furnace space is filled with formations and various prohibitions.

If you don’t understand the mystery and go around and run around, you will definitely not know how to die.

Qi Xiang looked around the Danku and vaguely felt a wisp of strange aura flowing in the air. Perhaps, it was a very terrifying killing formation. In places where he could not sense, someone was presiding on the killing formation.

If he dared to make any moves, a terrifying killing formation would inevitably surge in the sky...

"sharp!"

Qi Xiang was amazed in her heart.

At this moment, Old Zheng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, let's go, go to my elixir room and have a cup of tea, and then taste the Biluo fragrant knot in my collection."

"good……"

Qi Xiang's heart moved, and thought of what Mr. Zheng said just now that he would give Biluo Xiangjie a gift, so he would naturally not object.

"Please do this."

Mr. Zheng continued to lead the way and took Qi Xiang away from Danku.

The two of them passed by a wall and appeared in a quiet building.

The small building is very elegant and has a relatively simple style, which forms a sharp contrast with the gorgeous palace.

This small building is not only where Mr. Zheng lives, but also inside the small building, there is also his alchemy room. As a pure alchemist, it is common to eat and live near the alchem ​​room.

Such conditions are already very good.

In ancient times, in order to refine a good pot of elixir, some alchemists often ran to the deep mountains and forests, choosing a Feng Shui treasure land to increase the success rate of elixir.

In the mountains and the wilderness, don’t expect to enjoy anything. It is common to eat and stay in the wind and dew. Therefore, elixir is not about enjoying life, but about a kind of tempering for yourself.

The palace is where everyone gathers, and it can be decorated with gorgeous decorations. Because it is the storefront, it is not too much to pile it up. But the alchemy house is different, it is the place to refine alchemy.

As we all know, it is easy to cause accidents when refining alchemy, so it is naturally practical.

Gorgeous decoration is a burden. If the alchemy furnace explodes and the fire burns, the entire house will turn into ashes. Even the gorgeous decorations will not be preserved in the end, which will make people feel distressed.

Therefore, generally speaking, it is not unreasonable for alchemists to like to refine alchemy in caves. The spacious cave is strong, no matter how much it burns or explodes, there will be no loss, at least it won’t be sad.

Qi Xiang understood this truth, so he didn't feel surprised to see the small building where Mr. Zheng lived. However, when he walked into the small building, he was surprised to find that he had underestimated this inconspicuous small building.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt a cool breath that immediately covered his whole body.

It is a kind of constant temperature that is neither cold nor hot, just right.

That feeling is similar to the warm sun in spring afternoons, shining on the grass and trees in the courtyard. The sun is fumigating, and the smell of the grass and trees is emitted. The breeze blows slightly, making people intoxicated.

At this time, Qi Xiang stopped in the small building and gently stretched out her hand to feel it. Sure enough, while the window was closed, there were still a wisp of breeze whistling.

This wind comes from the four corners of the small building, not the air conditioner or the fan, but the formation.

Formation, another formation.

Sometimes, Qi Xiang also wondered whether this was the Alchemist Mutual Aid Association or the Array Master Base Camp.

However, he has now confirmed that the layout and decoration of the small building is indeed very simple. However, to a certain extent, it is also extremely exquisite.

After all, the value of the few formations in the building is far greater than that of the luxurious villa worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, the humble house is simple, please don't mind."

There were no tables and chairs in the living room of the small building, only a long plan was placed. In addition, there were several futons and bamboo and rattan products. Mr. Zheng sat cross-legged on one of the futons, and then greeted Qi Xiang to sit down.

Qi Xiang was like a stream of good deeds. As soon as she sat down, she felt a faint strand of spiritual energy emerged in the cushion, which immediately surprised him and was very surprised.

Old Zheng's eyes were filled with a smile, and he suddenly shouted: "Tea!"

"Click!"

In Qi Xiang's gaze, the long desk in front of him suddenly cracked on the chopping board on the surface, and then a three-inch villain emerged.

He didn't care about the strangeness of the cushion and quickly focused his attention on the villain. He saw that the villain was dressed in an ancient ladies, with black and shiny black hair tied up with beautiful hairstyles.

He has beautiful facial features, a little red forehead and a very graceful figure.

At this moment, she was holding a disc with her slender hands, with her slender feet, and her willow waist gently swaying and walking.

On the disc are two small and exquisite clay cups the size of copper coins.

There is tea in the cup, which is as clear as green as green, steaming hot and fragrant as the nose.

The little lady carried the tea and walked slowly to Qi Xiang's sight, raised the disc again, and blessed her with a blessing. Although it was silent, it was enough to express the meaning of courtesy.

"This is……"

Qi Xiang opened her eyes wide and looked at it. Her first reaction was that this was a Taoist soldier. However, after sensing it, he denied this idea. Because he did not find any Taoist soldier aura in the little lady.

Not only does it have the aura of Taoist soldiers, but there is no magic power fluctuation.

Then, it can be ruled out, this is driven by the formation.

Not a Taoist soldier or a formation, is it...

Qi Xiang's eyes changed and fell on the little lady's slender palm. Her heart suddenly became shocked: "Assistant?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist's eyes are like torch."

Mr. Zheng laughed and nodded: "That's right, this is an institution, and it is written by the Mohist school."

"Mo family?"

Qi Xiang was stunned: "The Mo family, does it have the inheritance?"

Didn’t the Mohist school be suppressed by Confucianism and suppressed for more than two thousand years, and the inheritance was cut off?

"There is certainly still some."

Mr. Zheng said regretfully: "However, most of the inheritance has been destroyed in the long river of history. The rest is only circulated in the form of a family or individual. The current Mohist tradition is not a problem to make some exquisite things."

"However, if they want to make the legendary star raft, they will definitely not be able to do so."

Mr. Zheng sighed: "In the pre-Qin period, there were allusions. The great sages of the Mohist family created a floating raft, shuttled between the sky and the sea, and could even go directly to the purple palace of the Heavenly Court..."

"Sadly, for some reason, the production process of floating chas has not been passed down."

Old Zheng had a look of longing in his eyes: "If it is passed down, we can gather the power of the sects in the world and work together to create a star raft. Maybe we can break through the shackles of the earth and find the magical traces."

"Well?"

Qi Xiang was stunned for a moment, and was completely stunned. Does the Mo family in the pre-Qin period have such skills?

How come he didn't know what the so-called allusion records are? Even if he reads little, he can't just lie and deceive him.

"Hate, I was born at the wrong time."
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