President’s Exclusive Alchemist

The formation method was put aside by Ming Wuxiang, because Ming Wuxiang also understood that such a powerful aura could explode before, and it was full of chance, and it would be difficult for this situation to happen again.

Therefore, he shouldn't worry about this kind of vague luck, even if he is the European Emperor, it does not mean that he can expect to win the first prize.

In addition, there is still more important thing now, that is, what he said to Gu Tang before retreating-refining the marrow pill.

Yes, it is Xisui Pill.

Ming Wuxiang has already embarked on the journey of cultivation, of course, there is no need to wash the marrow pill, but someone has not yet. Therefore, when Ming Wuxiang learned that Gu Tang had spiritual roots and returned the Thunder System spiritual roots, he secretly prepared to refine the Lingzhi of Washing Marrow Pill.

Cough cough, Ming Wuxiang was premeditated. Originally, he was going to wait for Gu Tang and couldn’t help it someday, and he opened his mouth to talk to him about cultivation, and then he could take out the marrow pill in a desperate way, and then install it Prophet or something.

It just turned out that Mr. Gu’s endurance is comparable to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!

After waiting for so long, even the spiritual weapons suitable for Gu Tang bubbled up, and Gu Tang didn't even talk to himself about cultivation.

In this regard, Ming Wuxiang couldn't help sighing at Tianchang, no wonder that Mr. Gu could dominate the business world in the future, and this patience alone is not comparable to ordinary people.

While Ming Wuxiang was feeling emotional, Gu Tang, who was also in the villa downstairs and instructed Brother Zhang to do things, suddenly sneezed. Under the caring gaze of Brother Zhang, Gu Tang raised his head and looked at Ming Wuxiang's closed room.

It took a long time before he retracted his gaze, shook his head at the caring Brother Zhang, and continued to say what he had not finished.

In the bedroom, there was no phase, after a round of chaotic emotions, he continued to do business.

The Lingzhi that refines the marrow pill was taken out from the white jade space, and then placed neatly on the ground aside. Although there is no carpet in the bedroom of Ming Wuxiang, the floor is made of jade sandalwood, a wood that is not cheap. This wood is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it also has a special natural fragrance.

Gu Tang knew that Ming Wuxiang didn't like carpets, so he specially asked him to put this jade and sandalwood wood floor in his bedroom.

Ming Wu is very satisfied with this wooden floor called Yu Tanxiang, and it feels quite comfortable to step on it.

Take out the Lingzhi, and then the alchemy furnace.

Looking at the alchemy furnace in front, Ming Wuxiang couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face was relieved, and he whispered in a low voice: "I am an alchemist, finally I have an alchemy furnace."

Thinking about alchemy before, you can only use incense burners instead. It really means that you are more sad than you are. The alchemist doesn’t even have an alchemy furnace, what is the name of an alchemist...

The alchemy furnace in front of him has no way of knowing that he has not used it after obtaining it, but when he was free before, he would use the pill fire to raise the alchemy furnace, so although he has not used it, the pill furnace in front of him still carries his own Belongs to the breath of Ming Wuxiang Pill Fire.

It is the habit of alchemists to use pill fire to raise alchemy furnaces. The alchemy furnace that has been raised by the pill fire will be more comfortable when used by the alchemist.

Ming Wuxiang has heard of it in the world of cultivating immortals that there are certain special alchemists who use his alchemy furnace as a natal spirit weapon to refine. The pill made from this kind of alchemy furnace has better effect than the pill made by ordinary alchemy furnace.

Of course, this method is not suitable for Ming Wuxiang, who has no background, no backing, and no capital.

After watching the alchemy furnace enthusiastically, the excited eyes were withdrawn after Ming Wuxiang. Ming Wuxiang didn't immediately start alchemy, but spit out a pill fire, and once again cultivated the alchemy furnace.

The pill fire that Ming Wuxiang vomited this time was different from the light green one he had before, this time it was aqua blue.

Yes, there are two colors of the Pill Fire of Ming Wuxiang, one is the green of the wood spirit root, and the other is the blue of the water spirit root. The color will be different. This is also because the Shennong Art of Ming Wuxiang cultivation is different from the practice of the alchemists in the world of Xiu Xian.

So it's no wonder that the monks in the world of cultivating immortals are coveting the cultivation technique that has no form, because his pill fire is so special. The most important thing is that Ming Wuxiang is the water and wood dual spiritual roots. A monk with this spiritual root is only suitable to be a planter, not an alchemist at all.

Ming Wuxiang alchemy is generally the blue pill fire of the water-based spirit root, while the green pill fire of the wood-based spirit root is more inclined to refine the spiritual plant.

Just like the leaves of the green spirit bamboo, after being refined by the pill fire, it retains the aura of the spirit plant itself, and at the same time it can be consumed by ordinary people like Elder Gu.

Moreover, not only ordinary people can drink it, but Qingling bamboo tea is also very good for cultivators. Compared with ordinary people, cultivators can absorb more spiritual energy, so the old man can only drink once a day, while cultivators depend on the strength of the strength and the amount of times.

However, this matter was clearly not told to the two elders, but with the shrewdness of the two elders, as long as they had drunk Qingling bamboo tea, they knew the benefits of these leaves.

It shouldn't show off everywhere, and don't forget, Ming Wuxiang only gave the two old men 30 pieces of green spirit bamboo tea each, one piece per day, and only one month.

Thinking about the things that the old men will not show off, I don’t know, how could the old men not show off to the old guys after enjoying the magic of Green Spirit Bamboo Tea!

Thinking about the old man Xing who got the jade pull finger, he knows that these elderly people, don't look at all of them, are in high positions, but they are young and old, so don't feel too strange.

Of course, whether or not to share after showing off is another question.

Ming Wuxiangyun finished raising the alchemy furnace, but the water blue fire did not recover. Looking at the pill fire in front of him, Ming Wuxiang's eyes were full of memories. Pill fire is unconscious, unless Ming Wuxiang swallows and refines the different fires of heaven and earth, can the pill fire open its spirit.

And the world is different from the fire, not to mention this world of declining cultivation, even in the world of cultivating immortals, it is a very rare legendary thing.

Although Ming Wuxiang's pill fire is not conscious, Ming Wuxiang still whispers to it: "I will definitely restore you to the level you were in the world of cultivating immortals."

The pill fire cultivated by Shennong Art also has levels, and the level depends on the color of the pill fire. The darker the color, the higher the level.

Ming Wuxiang always felt that as long as he cultivated Shennong Art to the highest level, his pill fire would definitely undergo a magical change. But whether in the world of cultivating immortals or now, Ming Wuxiang has not been able to understand what the technique behind Shennong Art is.

Not only the later exercises, Ming Wuxiang now even the Shennong Art middle stage exercises are confused, always feel that there is a barrier in front, people can not see through. That is, when he was in the world of cultivating immortals, he broke through to the Yuan Ying stage, and he had a vague understanding.

It just didn't have time for him to penetrate, so he had to enter the journey of escape, and then blew himself back to modern times.

As for the mysterious and mysterious sentiment that appeared when he broke through Yuan Ying, he is now a little rookie who has just built the foundation, not to mention the enlightenment, and the memory can make him a headache.

So he can only be a little rookie obediently, without strength, not enough level, everything is floating clouds.

Ming Wuxiang took a deep breath, shielding all the emotions that had arisen, and his eyes became focused. Refining the marrow pill is not difficult, but this is the marrow pill refined for Gu Tang, and Ming Wuxiang does not allow himself to have accidents.

The spiritual power in the foundation building period is much stronger than that in the gas refining period. With the supply of Ming Wuxiang spiritual power, the pill fire that originally contained the alchemy furnace has changed from a fist big to a palm big, and the color is deeper. A trace.

Ming Wuxiang didn't look at the pill fire in the alchemy furnace, but instead waved his big hand at the spiritual plants placed on the ground, each of which flew towards the alchemy furnace under the guidance of spiritual power and divine consciousness.

As long as the spirit plant that enters the alchemy furnace comes into contact with the water-blue pill fire, it will either turn into a powder or liquid, but some of them will not change, but if you look closely, you will find that the color of the spirit plant has darkened a lot. .

Ming Wuxiang took out nine kinds of spirit plants to refine the marrow pill. The spirit plants that were originally placed on the ground all flew into the air and circled the alchemy furnace. At the same time, not all spiritual plants were thrown into the alchemy furnace by Ming Wuxiang at once, and there were three other spiritual plants that still stopped above the alchemy furnace.

Ming Wuxiang didn't care about the three kinds of spiritual plants, but concentrated on controlling the pill fire in the alchemy furnace, and those that had been refined by the pill fire.