President’s Exclusive Alchemist

Ming Wuxiang led Gu Tang to the top of Houshan, standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, and seeing the villagers busy planting herb seedlings halfway through the mountain. In June, the temperature gets higher and higher, especially when standing in a place without trees, the human body will feel that the outside temperature is higher.

But in the back mountain, there will not be such a hot and uncomfortable feeling. Whether it is the two people on the top of the mountain or the villagers halfway up the mountain, they only feel the cool breeze, coupled with the sound of insects from time to time in the ears. It is a very pleasant experience.

Although the villagers were surprised, they only thought they would feel this way when they were on the mountain.

Gu Tang was different. He turned his head to look at Ming Wuxiang, who was standing next to him and looking at the same half of the mountain, and suddenly said, "This is very good."

"Huh?" At first, I didn't know why Gu Tang suddenly said such a thing. When he reacted, Ming Wu said a big smile, "Of course, Xianjia means, how can it be done without magic."

Although Ming Wuxiang is not an immortal, the means to reveal it is undoubtedly the same as the immortal in mythological novels.

Looking at Ming Wuxiang's proud little appearance, Gu Tang couldn't help but think of Ming Wuxiang's performance when picking fruits two days ago. At that time, he flew from the guest room window to the side fruit tree, not like the light work described in martial arts, but really like the flying feeling described in myths and legends.

Ming Wuxiang didn’t know that Gu Tang remembered what happened a few days ago. He suddenly remembered another thing. In addition to the suitable environment, he didn’t pretend to be in front of Gu Tang. He directly took out a piece of black, non-slippery autumn from the white jade space, fists around The big stone.

"By the way, I almost forgot about this, come, take it and try it."

Ming Wuxiang's attitude seemed casual, but the keen Gu Tang was immediately aware of the teasing look in Ming Wuxiang's eyes. Gu Tang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed Ming Wuxiang, reaching out to take the stone in Ming Wuxiang's hand.

Ming Wuxiang saw Gu Tang holding the stone, his eyes flashed as he waited for a good show, and his mouth opened with a casual look: "Is this stone beautiful?"

Gu Tang, who was silent, looked down at the black stone in his hand, and threw the stone that no one picked up on the side of the road, and nodded, "It's acceptable."

In other words, only the thick-skinned Mr. Gu can follow the words of Ming Wuxiang and say that the stone in his hand is beautiful.

After hearing this, Ming Wuxiang smiled, raised his hand and patted Gu Tang's shoulder directly. Then something magical happened. I don’t know what Ming Wuxiang did. The black stone in Gu Tang’s hands suddenly burst out with a strong light. In the light yellow light, you can still see a trace. The faint lightning was shining.

"Fuck!"

Compared to the original purpose of scaring Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang scared himself first when he saw the performance of the stone in Gu Tang's hand.

As for Gu Tang, who was holding the luminous stone, although he was surprised by the stone's performance, Mr. Gu was Mr. Gu. Astonishment only flashed in his eyes, with a calm and calm look on his face.

He turned his head to ask the frightened Ming Wuxiang, "This is?"

Ming Wuxiang glanced at Gu Tang, who was calm as usual, curled his lips, and was frightened if it was not scary. Gu Tang must not know such a shameful thing!

"Ahem, this? The light bulb, haven't you seen it?" Ming Wuxiang shrugged and explained very irresponsibly. Of course, if his eyes were not a little floating, Gu Tang would be more convinced.

Bulb?

Hearing Ming Wuxiang's explanation, even if the stone in his hand was still shining, Gu Tang had to show a dumbfounded expression.

What explanation is better than light bulbs? Have you ever seen a light bulb that lights up without electricity? Not to mention that this stuff was a stone before!

I don't know if it's because Gu Tang's eyes were a little too harsh, Ming Wuxiang was a little bit embarrassed, and he took back the stone in Gu Tang's hand in a nonsense. Leaving Gu Tang's palm, the shiny stone once again returned to its original blackness.

Putting the stone back into the white jade space, Ming Wuxiang saw that Gu Tang was still looking at him, and suddenly remembered an advertisement, but put the advertisement aside first, and coaxed the owner before talking.

"What's weird about the light bulb, the human body generates electricity, haven't you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it." Human body generates electricity? Only Ming Wuxiang can look for such an explanation.

"Okay, okay, as a big man, why do you love to struggle with such trivial things."

Gu Tang saw that Ming Wulian had moved out, so he could only shook his head and smiled at him. Forget it, since Ming Wuxiang didn't want to say, he didn't force him. Gu Tang believes that one day in the future, nothing will tell him what the luminous stone is.

Ming Wuxiang glanced cautiously at Gu Tang, who didn't pursue any further investigations, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However, thinking of the reaction of the Lingshi test just now, a touch of contemplation flashed in his eyes. Maybe it was because I was thinking too much?

Ming Wuxiang and Gu Tang stayed on the top of the mountain until almost noon before going down the mountain. As for Lao Qi, he didn't need Ming Wuxiang to entertain him at all, so he was taken away by Li Yangxin.

After talking with Lao Qi this time, the village head Li Yangxin learned a lot about the need to pay attention to planting medicinal materials, and at the same time, he also learned about the current market prices and demand for medicinal materials. With such important news from the other party, how could the village chief let the other party leave like this.

The most popular thing for rural people is to invite people who are close to each other home for a meal. To Li Yangxin who warmly invited him, the old Qi couldn't refuse at all, so he could only say hello to Ming Wuxiang instead of Li Yangxin taking him away.

Although the quantity of the second batch of medicinal materials is similar to that of the first batch, the villagers who helped plant them have the first experience, so this time the speed is much faster. In addition to the environment in the back mountain, the villagers who are responsible for planting medicinal seedlings are even busy. After that, I didn't feel tired much.

Let them all say that Houshan Fengshui is good, and there is nothing to be joking about, and if you need to plant herb seedlings, you must remember to find them. Even if they don't give money, they are happy to help.

Although the villagers did not know that the concentration of aura in the back mountain was much higher than outside because of the gathering spirit formation, when the back mountain was busy, they always felt that some small problems on their bodies had disappeared. The villagers are superstitious, and naturally think that the Feng Shui here in Houshan is good, and they can be happy with their work here.

Of course, Ming Wuxiang knew what the reason was. He only smiled shyly when joking with the villagers, and it was impossible to tell the truth.

There are more and more auras in the back mountains, and the second batch of herb seedlings will be transformed into elixir much faster, but it still takes time, while the first batch of herb seedlings can be collected in about a week.

The elixir in Houshan has not yet been harvested, and Ming Wuxiang has not been idle, and he stretched his paw to the medicinal materials stored by Grandpa.

Although the medicinal materials this time are ordinary medicines, they can still become a pill after being refined by the pill fire, but the effect is worse than that of the elixir refined.

Ming Wuxiang picked and picked at the pharmacy, and quickly picked out five medicinal materials that could be used to refine Bigu Dan.

That's right, the pill that Ming Wuxiang chose to practice hands for the first time was the bigu pill, the most common and widely used pill in the world of cultivating immortals.

The monks in the world of cultivating immortals, although the food demand for the belly began to decrease after the foundation building period, but in the world of cultivating immortals, there are many monks above the foundation period and more monks below the foundation period. Especially bigudan is a pill that even mortals can take, and you know how big its market is.

Moreover, bigu pill is a low-level pill, and low-level alchemists like to refine bigu pill. In particular, bigu pill does not necessarily need to be refined with elixir, so it is more favored by alchemists.

The bigu pill refined with elixir will last longer. I've heard about it before knowing that there are some bigu pills that can make people feel hungry for half a year. Of course, the bigu Dan he refined this time was definitely not so sturdy, it would be pretty good if it could last for two or three days.

After choosing the medicinal materials, Gu Tang said hello to the laptop in the lobby, then turned his head and plunged into the pharmacy room.

Gu Tang in the lobby turned his attention from the computer screen to Ming Wuxiang, who happily walked into the pharmacy room with a lot of medicinal materials. Although I don't know what Ming Wuxiang wants to do, he should be very happy looking at him.

Gu Tang shook his head, chuckled softly, and looked down at the laptop's screen again, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes half-squinted, his eyes filled with coldness and harshness.

On the other side, Ming Wuxiang was in a good mood and walked to the pharmacy with the medicinal materials. This time, because he planned to use the pill fire to refine the pill, the medicinal furnace used before was temporarily unnecessary. In fact, Ming Wuxiang was worried that the ordinary artifact of the medicine furnace could not withstand the baking of the pill fire.

Previously, when refining the elixirs, only spiritual power was used. However, when Ming Wuxiang inspected the medicine furnace later, it was found that there were cracks in the inner layer of the medicine furnace.

Seeing the very subtle cracks on the inner wall, Ming Wuxiang patted his chest. Fortunately, the medicine furnace did not have a fryer when refining the elixir, and he insisted that it was not easy for him to finish the refining.

Of course, the medicine furnace that has become successful and retired, Ming Wuxiang must provide it, and then it can be used to cook ordinary medicine, but it can't bear the tossing again. Unless Ming Wuxiang finds some refining materials to upgrade this medicine furnace, but Ming Wuxiang is only an alchemist and doesn't know how to refining equipment.

I don't want to destroy the medicine furnace that grandfather used, Ming Wuxiang can only make alchemy directly.

"So, when can I find a suitable alchemy furnace!" As an alchemist who does not have an alchemy furnace, I am really sad...

With a heavy sigh, Ming Wuxiang quickly picked up his mood. When he turned his head to look at the medicinal materials placed aside, his eyes became sharp and focused, without distracting thoughts.

With his right hand flipped in front of him, the spiritual power in his dantian was activated, and a water-blue flame appeared on the palm of Ming Wuxiang's palm. In the world of cultivating immortals, anyone who can become an alchemist or a refiner must have fire roots.

Only the Fire Spirit Root can stimulate the pill fire, this is common sense in the world of cultivating immortals. Therefore, it is not surprising that Ming Wuxiang, the kid with Shuang Linggen Mizuki, possesses an amazing alchemy technique, which would cause monks to covet him.

The Shennong Art is so magical, Ming Wuxiang sometimes feels that perhaps this set of cultivation techniques may really be passed down from the myths and legends of Shennong.

Don't see that the pill fire in the palm of the hand is very small, smaller than a baby's fist, and it is not hot at all, but if someone dares to reach out to this small pill fire, the result will definitely be beautiful.

Ming Wuxiang admired the pill fire that was triggered again, and now he was only in the late stage of Qi refining, and the pill fire released was so small. When his strength rises, the pill fire will naturally become larger, and at the same time, the pill fire can also be used in combat.

The pill fire is driven by spiritual power. It is only the spiritual power in the late stage of Qi refining. Ming Wuxiang did not waste time. With a wave of his left hand at the medicinal materials placed on the table, all the medicinal materials originally on the table flew up, and then surrounded When Ming Wuxiang rotates, when Ming Wu is at the same time, he gently pushes the heart of the fire.

When the flying medicinal materials touched that small and cute pill fire, the medicinal materials either turned into powder or turned into a mass of liquid.

If a monk sees the scene of Ming Wuxiang alchemy, he will definitely burst into tears and be extremely excited-this is the scene of the alchemist's alchemy!

Those rubbing pills or something are simply insulting the pill!