Tai Xuan Jing

Sun Boqing has already demonstrated it once, and then let Li Qianmo test it himself.

Since Li Qianmo doesn't have a fire source on his own, he can only use a fire pot as a fire source. The fire pot is a magic weapon, and there is a flame array inside. When you hold it in your hand and stimulate your true energy, you can spew out a lot of flames. It is an alchemy tool. important props.

However, high-level alchemists generally do not use fire pots to make alchemy, because fire pots are props after all, and its flames are not as easy to control as the fire source of the main body, and the fire pot is restricted by the magic circle, and the flame intensity is low, so it cannot match the main body's fire source. Compared with the source of fire, a batch of pills will be destroyed if you are not careful, and only low-level alchemists can use this kind of thing.

Li Qianmo held the cauldron in his left hand, and put his right hand against the alchemy furnace. With both palms he breathed out his true energy, constantly changing the flames. Sun Boqing watched carefully from the side, and reminded him a few words from time to time.

Preheating the alchemy furnace, melting the medicinal materials, quenching the medicinal essence, and shaping the slag. He was very careful in these steps, but he was a little impatient when congealing the alchemy, and the flame was controlled a little fiercely. .

Seeing him downcast, Sun Boqing comforted him with gentle words: "It's very rare to be able to do so well the first time. Let's do it again. This time, calm down and operate carefully."

Li Qianmo nodded, picked up the medicinal materials and tried again. He mastered the heat well this time, and he was not in a hurry. It shows that he has mastered the technique well this time.

Li Qianmo has been in the alchemy hall for three months, and his alchemy has advanced by leaps and bounds. In the first two months, he has learned all of Sun Boqing's alchemy skills, but most of them require extremely high alchemy skills to try. He has no body fire now. Yuan, can only wander in the peak realm of a first-rank alchemist, but cannot enter the realm of a second-rank alchemist.

The three-month deadline was up, and Li Qianmo bid farewell to Sun Boqing. Sun Boqing loved talent and wanted to keep him for a few more months, but Li Qianmo had made up his mind to go, and finally left the Danyaotang.

The reason why he left so resolutely was because he suddenly had an idea to go out of the valley.

He has stayed in Happy Valley for too long, it's time to go out and broaden his horizons. At the same time, he still has the most important thing to do, which is to avenge his mother.

Li Qianmo was born in a scholarly family. His ancestors were the number one scholar and the second place in the list. They were regarded as a distinguished family. In his grandfather's generation, they fell into decline.

Li Qianmo has been a genius since he was a child, eloquent and eloquent, with a photographic memory, literate at the age of five, familiar with poetry and prose at the age of six, and eloquent at the age of seven, he is a well-known little child prodigy.

Liu Yuanwai from the nearby Qingniu Town thought that Li Qianmo would be promising in the future, so he made a baby marriage with Li Qianmo's father, and Liu Yuanwai's daughter was Liu Ning.

When Li Qianmo was eight years old, his father went to Beijing to rush for the exam and did not return for half a year. Later, one night, Li Qianmo went to steal melons from the watermelon field, but when he came back, he found the village was ablaze, and a martial arts master with a golden knife was slaughtering the villagers in the village. He was so frightened that he passed out on the spot. Fortunately, he passed out in the grass of the farmland and was not found. When he woke up the next day, there was no one alive in the village.

He was crying and digging through the ruins for a long time, but he only found a piece of his mother's bones and nothing else.

In desperation, Li Qianmo had no choice but to go to Qingniu Town to find Liu Yuanwai, and wanted him to help find his father, but Liu Yuanwai was a snobbish eye. Seeing Li Qianmo's downfall, he refused to recognize him as a future son-in-law, and let his servant beat him with a stick drive him away.

The helpless Li Qianmo can only live on the street begging, grabbing dog food if he can't get anything, Li Qianmo feels sad every time he thinks of these things.

Fortunately, he came to Xiaoyao Valley after he met the person who accepts disciples once every ten years. Now that he has a Taoism, he naturally wants to go out to avenge his mother. In addition, he also wants to know why that person wants to Kill their villages.

After Li Qianmo came out of the valley, Yu Jian flew eastward, with green peaks entrenched all the way, towering into the clouds, he shuttled through the clouds and mists in the mountains, he felt relieved, and couldn't help speeding up.

Two days later, he came to Funiu Village. Looking down from the air, he saw weeds growing everywhere, and the ruins of the houses had been buried by the grass. After he landed, he walked in the grass, looking at his hometown. Secretly hurt.

After a long time, he calmed down, Yu Jian flew eastward, ten miles away was Qingniu Town.

He landed outside the town and walked into the town. Compared with ten years ago, this place has not changed much, but some people have grown up, and some people have become old. He walked all the way on the street, and when he encountered restaurants and inns I will go in and see if there are martial arts people.

As long as he found martial arts people, he could ask them about the murderer who killed his mother. Even if he couldn't find out where he lived, he would be able to find that person if he found out his name.

But he walked down a few streets and didn't find a single martial arts practitioner, which is normal, after all, this is only a small town, and martial arts people don't often come and go.

After visiting Qingniu Town, Li Qianmo turned to the northeast, where there was Jiangdu City, only more than 100 miles away, and at his flying speed, he could get there in just one or two sticks of incense.

Although Jiangdu is a small town, occasionally there will be one or two martial artists in the restaurant. Li Qianmo went in to ask them, and described the characteristics of the murderer. There was an inch-long scar on the left side of his face. He was about 50 years old. The weapon he used was A golden sword.

However, these warriors seemed to have too little vision, and had never heard of this person, so he had no choice but to look for it in other cities.

It was already westward when he left Jiangdu, so he headed north and soon arrived at a big city, Jinling.

Jinling is the most prosperous city in the southern part of the Song Dynasty. It is known as a small capital, and there are often martial arts figures. Li Qianmo changed three restaurants in a row, and finally found a martial arts master. He is an old man over fifty years old, with hair and beard gray.

He went up to strike up a conversation with the old man. Seeing that he was a boy who was not yet a weak crown, the old man was so arrogant that he ignored him, but when Li Qianmo slightly exuded his aura, the old man was shocked and immediately saluted him. Thank you, I will answer all questions.

Li Qianmo mentioned the appearance and weapons of the person he was looking for, and the man replied: "You are talking about He Tingfei, the golden sword in Guanzhong. He is the only one who wields the golden sword among the famous people in martial arts. I have never heard of others." Others use golden knives, and he does have a scar on his face, which was injured by the head of the Heavenly Knife Sect."

Li Qianmo was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked, "Where does he live?"

"He has been living in seclusion in Fenghua Valley in Guanzhong. He is cruel and merciless. People in the Jianghu dare not offend him, and most people in Fenghua Valley dare not go there."

"He Tingfei in Guanzhong?" Li Qianmo muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes with a cold light.

The old man trembled from the cold light in his eyes, and asked in surprise: "What do you want him for?"

Li Qianmo clenched his fists and said coldly: "Go to him and calculate the 38 lives of the whole village."

The old man was startled when he heard the words, and reminded: "Then you must be careful, he is vicious and treacherous, and he is good at using poison. The martial arts of the master of Tiandao Sect is much higher than him, but he was killed by poison in the end."

Li Qianmo nodded, took out a suet jade bottle and handed it over, saying: "Thank you for your help, this bottle of medicine is given to you, it can help your martial arts to a higher level."

The old man took the mutton fat jade bottle suspiciously, unplugged it, and sniffed it in front of his nose. The clear and spiritual energy came to his nostrils, and the true energy in his body seemed to jump for joy. He raised his head and said excitedly: "This...what is this? Dan..."

He looked up and saw that the tables and chairs in front of him were empty, and there was no figure of Li Qianmo.