who doesn't have a sword

Chapter 92 Exaggeration
"Understand!"

From afternoon to midnight, the three of them did not talk about their family relationship, but taught and learned in the yard.

The next day, Shen Guanyu received all kinds of elixir prepared by Xia Chuyi, as well as Ruanjin powder, Zhiling powder, and psychedelic powder, and then gave them Ziyanqing Xinguo to wish them success in foundation building.

She couldn't go out of the mountain gate, and saw the parents leaving by flying boat again from a distance.

Next, she has to concentrate on her studies...

It was another year's golden autumn, Shen Guanyu bit the Lingmian steamed bun and flew from the dining hall to the Pill Qi Peak of the Outer Gate.

Today is the day for her to make up the alchemy class.

During the same period, all the other seniors graduated successfully, except for Shen Guanyu.

She had come early enough, but when she arrived at the Alchemy Academy, she saw a real person standing on the steps and glaring at her: "Shen Guanyu, you are not active in alchemy, are you going to graduate with the next batch of five or six-year-old juniors?

If you are like you, I am afraid that I have to guard the Dan room to invigilate the exam every day? "

Shen Guanyu immediately stood up and cupped his hands: "It's not the elder, last time you told me that I fried too many furnaces, and punished me to make a spiritual weapon, the pill furnace, by myself. I made it last night."

It's not that the real person is quite satisfied, but seeing her take out the alchemy stove, he immediately changed his face: "Shen Guanyu, do you use a frying pan for alchemy?"

Shen Guanyu approached the steps, "It's not an elder, listen to me..."

"Listen to your bragging, isn't it better than the last low-grade spirit weapon, is it a middle-grade spirit weapon?
If you can share some of the level of refining equipment with alchemy, you won't be unable to refine a batch of low-grade Bigu pills. "

It wasn't a real person who snatched the wok-like alchemy stove, turned his head to the deacon disciple and said, "Take it and stew fish."

The deacon disciple who inexplicably accepted the pot: "..."

Shen Guanyu who was almost sprayed all over his face: "..."

Several outer disciples who came to make alchemy saw Shen Guanyu dejected, and followed the non-real person into the open-air alchemy room.

"You said, how many furnaces will be fried this time?"

"Having practiced for more than half a month, at least you will be able to make a furnace?"

"Tch, you said the same thing when she made up the exam last time."

"Okay, okay, this junior sister's alchemy fryer is as accurate as if she can't fly with a sword during the qi refining period.

Don't look at her doing martial arts competitions every three months, but alchemy is really not good.

Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai bets, betting that if all ten furnaces of junior sisters are fried, they will pay zero, if they fry nine and leave one, they will pay five, and if they fry eight and leave two, they will pay ten. "

"Put it, blow it all up."

"Preserve Zhajiu, I don't believe she can't make a furnace."

"Shouldn't you make some progress?" A disciple took a piece of spirit stone and wondered whether he should bet for five.

There was a bang, and white smoke rose from the open-air alchemy room.

This disciple decisively chose [-] to [-] with the majority.

One morning passed, Shen Guanyu smelted ten furnaces and fried nine and a half furnaces.

Holding the two scorched black pills that she had rescued, she pleaded, "It's not the elder, refine it for me again?"

It wasn't a real person whose beard was scorched off by sparks. He glanced at her and said, "No, the exam is not a class. You can apply for a make-up exam ten days later."

Shen Guanyu scratched at his scorched hair and said, "But half a month later, our one-year labor period is over, and we will go to Xiyu Mountain for actual combat."

"That's your problem." It's not the real person who hates iron and steel, "You really blinded your fire root for nothing.

The chiaimu soil spirit root in your same courtyard can refine middle-grade pills, but you are standing still.

It’s fine if you’re poor in every skill, but…”

In the competition of tool talisman array and spells, this disciple was excellent or good, and even ranked in the top three in identification of spiritual herbs, identification of medicinal properties, and memorization of alchemy.

He saw how happy he was at the time, and now he is so unhappy, "Hmph, anyway, if you can't make a batch of pills, you won't be able to complete your career here."

Seeing off the Elder's back and leaving, Shen Guanyu's shoulders slumped: "Ao Xian, why can't I make a batch of pills?

If I can't graduate because of this, will I be a handyman disciple for the rest of my life? "

"Exaggeration! If you don't know alchemy, you can't worship a teacher?!

After you ate the net spiritual fruit and the chaotic fruit, the root value increased by eighty and ninety points respectively.

Wood spirit root has reached 88, water 81, fire 78, and it is safe to enter the inner door. "Ao Xian bit the Lingmi cake and said, "Why don't you use this Yimu Podan furnace to try?" "

It is not necessary to enter the space of the medicine garden now, and it has not completely sacrificed to recognize the master.

"I can't use it!" Shen Guanyu resolutely refused, and she resigned herself to cleaning up the ruined alchemy rooms.

Looking up at the sky, I finally understood why the alchemy courtyard specially set up an open-air alchemy room.

Hang Chi Hang Chi was immersed in repairing the ground when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Senior Sister Xiao Yu."

Shen Guanyu walked to the door: "Zhaodi, why are you here?" Everyone is now scattered in different peaks in batches, or planting spiritual herbs, making talismans, or sorting and refining ores.

"My little girl and I, oh no, it's Junior Sister Fulin who came to deliver the spirit grass." Fang Zhaodi smiled with a missing front tooth.

At this time, Fu Lin, who had finished handing over with the deacon disciple, also ran over, "Sister Xiaoyu, I heard that you are going to fight monsters in the middle stage of Qi refining?"

Since childhood, she and her brothers and sisters wanted to be a rich man with white rice and meat, so when the teacher asked them if they wanted a tuba size, the two sisters chose Fu's surname, Fuqi and Fulin.

"That's right. Brother Zhang, Senior Sister Tang and I have to go.

How is it? "Shen Guanyu's second dantian advanced to the fifth level of Qi refining a few days ago.

Perhaps because of a fellow practitioner, the first dantian also advanced to the fifth level of Qi refining.

Fu Lin was both looking forward to and fearful: "We just received the notice that anyone who is above the third level of Qi Refining has to participate, and sister Qi Ya and the others have to go if they have advanced to the third level in the past few days.

I heard that there are many casual cultivators in Xiyu Mountain, which is different from our usual training in Lingshan to fight monsters. "Among the ten people in their two courtyards, except Huangfu Chaoyan, Mu Heng, and Fu Qi who are in retreat, they are either on the third or fourth floor or the fifth or sixth floor.

"Scattered cultivators are not scary, it's best to be safe and sound, if you kill you, don't be lenient.

In addition, be sure to bring enough food and protective arrays, and prepare more talismans. "This is Shen Guanyu's experience. Low-level monks don't have much spiritual power, and they will almost run out after a few spells.

"The place you will enter may be different from ours.

Don't forget to find Chi Ai and the others to form a team. "

Spirit talisman is a variety of spells hooped on the talisman paper in the form of runes. When using it, as long as you input a little spiritual energy and smash it at the enemy, you can win more chances of survival for yourself, and even counter-kill.

And it's much cheaper than medicine pills and attack spirit weapons.

It is a must for monks to travel at home.

So from this day on, Shen Guanyu spent all his time on drawing symbols except when he entered Lingshan for training.

She is very good at drawing any of the five elements, and she also exchanged ice-binding talismans, storm talismans, lightning-charging talismans, etc. with Tang Yue and other people with abnormal spiritual roots.

After half a month passed, Shen Guanyu, who did not take the make-up exam, ushered in the actual battle with everyone.

As she guessed, the disciples on the third and fourth floors of Qi Refining stopped picking spirit grass in the outer periphery.

However, the two flying boats carrying the mid-stage and late stage of gas refining respectively stopped after going deeper.

Shen Guanyu saw many wounded or disabled casual cultivators coming out of the forest, and ran far away from this side...

(End of this chapter)