The best golden pupil

Chapter 1320 The Gospel of Humanity in the World
Outside the ancestral hall, there were dense figures.

At the order of the witch master, the entire Tianjiao came here, with reverence in their eyes.

On a high platform, Ning Tao was sitting cross-legged, wearing a large witch robe, his resolute brow revealed a sense of majesty, at the moment he was looking at Danfang with relish, thinking.

In front of him, there is also the largest copper tripod of the three Tianjiao statues. It is gray in color and has not been used for a long time.

It is said that this is the way of life of the ancients.

Hua Arm and the other eight members of the Xingtang guarded the high platform. Although they knew that no one would dare to act presumptuously here, they still had to try their best.

The second protector, Uncle Feng lowered his eyebrows, but occasionally looked at Ning Tao with doubts. What was the purpose of the Lord Witch to summon everyone? Could it be that he was simply looking at his alchemy.

I don't understand.

The four daughters Miao Jingjing and Su Qian sat on the high platform. They should be like this as the wife of the witch master, but they are not used to it.

More than a thousand people gathered together, but they didn't make a sound. With the seriousness of the atmosphere, all the villagers didn't dare to speak out, and even their faces turned red.

Suddenly, Ning Tao raised his head and shouted: "Pour water!"

The flower arm was taken aback, a little abrupt, but still beckoned to pour water, and in a short while, the three bronze tripods were filled.

Ning Tao took a deep breath, swiped the ring, and a stream of light was divided into three streams and poured into the copper tripod. It was the melting pot of heaven and earth!

To be precise, the Heaven and Earth Furnace has no entity, it is manifested by an inexplicable rule, like a "reflection" of something, so it can be superimposed on the cauldron.

To put it simply, these three copper tripods are the melting pot of heaven and earth, but the effect of being divided into three parts is greatly reduced, it is better to unite!

But from the perspective of Uncle Feng and the others, they didn't see anything, the copper tripod was basically the same as before.

Ning Tao erupted with the power of pure yang, and the scorching breath instantly permeated the high platform, and the three cauldrons were also being burned.

Three groups of golden flames were burning fiercely, and the three huge copper tripods were normal, but everyone was patient.

Ning Tao looked at the pill formula while maintaining the burning of the pure yang power. At a certain moment, the water began to boil, and he just raised his head and threw in a few herbs.

That's...one-tailed grass, ginseng, and ganoderma...

Some villagers said that these are common medicinal herbs in the mountains, and they picked many of them.

Could it be that this is alchemy?

Everyone was suspicious, and saw Ning Tao throw in some, such as velvet antler, big mountain mushroom, seven medicine fruit...

After a while, some more were thrown in. At this time, the water in the copper tripod began to boil, but Ning Tao still threw things from time to time.

A former foreign monk couldn't hold back, and whispered in Uncle Feng's ear: "Second Protector, do you know what the witch master is doing? Is this the way alchemy was done in ancient times?"

"What do you want to say?" Uncle Feng narrowed his eyes and said.

The monk gritted his teeth, finally expressed his thoughts, and said weakly: "Do you feel that Mr. Witch Master concocts alchemy, there is a very familiar feeling, deja vu."

Oh?
Uncle Feng's heart moved, and he said in a deep voice: "I advise you to be careful in what you say, and don't say things that are not sure."

The monk was anxious, and hurriedly said: "It's true, don't you think that the witch master's alchemy is like "burning the earth pot", or the kind of poor child who studies hard."

"While studying hard and looking at the book, and adding firewood to it at the same time, this... this is exactly the same."

"roll!"

Uncle Feng cursed and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, thinking he was going to say something serious.

I was already looking forward to scoring 190 points, but you gave me a pot to burn the earth, where will I die from.

Looking up in anger, he happened to see Ning Tao throwing some herbs into the copper cauldron again, while looking at the Dan Fang with relish, while maintaining the fire, so... it seems to be so.

This... This is alchemy, not a big pot of rice, why does it feel like IQ has been insulted by [-] points.

With a dark face, Uncle Feng turned his head and bowed to the monk, and said in a trembling tone, "I'm sorry."

Not only they are aware of it, but also most of the villagers gradually realize this, because they burn the ground pot every day.

If this is alchemy, doesn't it mean that everyone of them can do alchemy!

A middle-aged woman said honestly: "I seem to have practiced the pill all my life, and my baby grew up eating it."

"Hey, what a coincidence, my baby is also...!"

Hearing the voice below, Huabi's face darkened, and he was caught in a dilemma. Should he reprimand everyone or remind the witch master?
The four daughters of Miao Jingjing on the high platform held back their laughter. Although they knew that this might be a certain method, they looked really funny.

At this time, Ning Tao stood up on the high platform, and for a moment, the gradually noisy crowd fell silent.

He took out a handful of pills, and after throwing three pills into each copper tripod, he cast a spell to make the boiling water spin.

At the same time, the three groups of pure yang fires were burning blazingly, almost climbing to the highest temperature, burning desperately.

After a few breaths like this, everything stopped. Ning Tao wiped off his sweat and looked at the masterpiece proudly.

The three copper tripods in front of me were colorful, and a strong medicinal fragrance came out, still steaming.

Ning Tao smiled and said: "You're done, now everyone has a bowl of potion. After drinking, we will start special training together. No matter old or young, women or children, we must be exhausted."

A group of villagers were puzzled. Although they couldn't figure out why, they believed what the witch master said, and immediately lined up to get the meal.

If Ning Tao knew what they were thinking, he would probably be so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood on the spot. He worked so hard to refine the potion to change his aptitude, but he would be regarded as a big pot by his subordinates.

In fact, more than half of the credit for his alchemy depends on the melting pot of heaven and earth where the unknown rules appear, and it is all the refining.

Ning Tao's role is to play support and maintain the temperature it needs, and the rest will be automatically refined by the furnace of heaven and earth.

A group of villagers drank the potion and were about to go hunting when they had nothing to do. Suddenly they felt hot and there was a bad smell. After careful inspection, black impurities were expelled.

"Ah...it stinks, what is this...," a group of village names screamed, and ran home to clean it.

For a while, the small mountain village became lively again.

Ning Tao raised his eyebrows, but nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the potion has worked, and a lot of impurities have been discharged.

Looking at the appearance of these people, an inexplicable idea popped up in his mind, whether the original world...can plant elixir.

If it can, does it mean that the elixir will continue to flow, and if the scientific research has great results, will it benefit mankind?

When things like panacea or elixir appear in the world in large quantities, not only will there be huge profits, but it may also be a blessing for the entire human race in the original world. He seems to be able to do it!
(End of this chapter)