God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2540 Don't You Regret

"No."

Yue Qingcheng looked up at him, and said slowly: "Just refine the elixir with the alchemist, and spiritual wisdom will be born in the elixir. This is a truth."

Qiyou's head was buzzing.

This little girl's words overturned what he had learned.

What he has learned is the most orthodox art of refining in Tianqi Continent, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

He heard himself asking, "…Really?"

Yue Qingcheng nodded, "So, the first is spiritual power, the second is spirit patterns, and the third is weapon soul, Master Qi Peak, if you want to refine star weapons, you must first solve these problems."

Qi You sat down cross-legged.

He was silent.

Then, he asked: "Girl, did Ghost Xiao really tell you all this?"

Yue Qingcheng clicked his tongue in his heart, and said without changing his expression: "Yes."

Qi You said: "Then I will try again."

Yue Qingcheng: "..."

Dare she say it herself, so he won't try it?

It's too contemptuous of people.

Seeing him pick up the materials again, Yue Qingcheng said: "No, you should sort it out first, and then do it after you have enough ideas. If you don't have any ideas, don't try it first, it's a waste of materials."

Qi You: "..."

Yue Qingcheng glanced at him and sent a letter to Shengdan Peak.

Qi You asked, "Looking for ghost owl?"

Yue Qingcheng said concisely, "No."

Qi You was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it.

However, how can this little emotion be hidden from Yue Qingcheng's eyes?

She pretended not to know, and took out a bottle of elixir, "Master Qi Peak, Hualong Pill, do you want to try it?"

Qi You: "..."

What kind of tone is this, when Hualong Pill is candy?

Even so, he took it unceremoniously, poured out one and swallowed it, and then returned the medicine bottle to her.

He said: "Actually, if you take too much Hualong Pill, the effect will become less and less every time. I have taken this Hualong Pill several times before, and now I take it again, which is to replenish spiritual power."

Yue Qingcheng smiled, "It will be useful if Peak Master Qi can control his spiritual power more precisely."

Qi You hummed twice, while recovering his spiritual power, he summarized the reasons for the previous two failures.

He asked: "Let's not talk about the spiritual power, but the spiritual pattern, girl, aren't you proficient in this way? Can't you help me?"

Refining does not have to be done by one person, a group is fine.

Yue Qingcheng shook her head, "Yes, but for some reason, I can't use it to refine weapons for the time being."

Qi still was dumb for a while, but didn't ask anything.

Yue Qingcheng thought for a while, took out a piece of paper, took out a pen, and sketched on the piece of paper.

Qi You said: "Is this the spirit pattern?"

Yue Qingcheng: "It has the same effect as the spirit pattern you just integrated into the body of the sword. This spirit pattern is simpler, you can try it."

Qi You smiled wryly, "Simple is what you said. I am not a serious spirit pattern master, but I learned a few forcibly for the purpose of refining. Those few spirit patterns have been used for so many years, and they are naturally easy to use. You don't want to use them again. Simple, it is not easy at all for someone like me with mediocre spiritual talent."

Yue Qingcheng said sincerely: "Didn't you say before that talent actually depends on the head?"

She pointed to her head, "Master Qi Peak, don't underestimate yourself."

Qi You: "..."

Yue Qingcheng said: "You learn first, if it doesn't work, then find a disciple of the spirit pattern master to help out."

She got up, walked out of the refining room, and the little white tiger came.

Behind him was a pair of tails—Dan Xiaobao.

Yue Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and said, "Why did you bring him?"

The little white tiger called out: It wasn't Master Hu who brought him, it was because this little baby was like psoriasis, it couldn't be moved, and Master Tiger couldn't do it either.

Yue Qingcheng said pitifully: "Don't regret it."

(End of this chapter)