Chapter 73 The fuse

The storage bag in my hand is earthy yellow, but it exudes a warm color, about the size of a slap. Gan Ping probes the divine consciousness into it. It looks like a radius of about three feet, which is far from the range of the black lacquer ring, but the origin of this storage bag is innocent, and you can hang it generously in your waist. What makes Gan Ping happy is that several elders have rewarded him with several spiritual stones today. In this way, those spiritual stones that could not be seen in their hands can be justly said. Thinking that they can be exchanged for spiritual stones in the future, with the help of its rapid cultivation, Gan Ping's heart will have bursts of joy.

Suddenly, Gan Ping found that there was a light cyan knowledge slip in the corner of the storage bag. When his heart moved, the light cyan jade appeared in his hand and explored the divine knowledge into it. The messages came, which was actually the basic formula of the refiner and the most basic method of fire control. Gan Ping withdrew his divine consciousness from Yu Jian, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart. Is Uncle Mo careless or intentional? This is intriguing. With a faint smile, Gan Ping turned his hand and put it back in the bag, then put the dazzling thing into the bag. He turned his head and saw Xuanqin standing beside him.

Xuanqin was looking at the storage bag in his hand with dementia. Xuanqing was about fifteen or sixteen years old. His round face was very likable. There was also a small storage bag at his waist, but it looked far less than the one in his hand from the color and style. Looking at Xuanqing's obsessive eyes, Gan Ping's heart moved. He took out a jade bottle from his arms and opened the lid. A faint fragrance called the dazed Xuanqin back to his senses and stared at the jade bottle in his hand.

Looking at his salivation, Gan Ping smiled. The jade bottle in his hand contains three Xianzhi Dan. It is a thousand-year-old crane saliva and six-leaf purple lucidum plus several kinds of elixirs. It has broken out of the category of the lowest-level elixirs. It belongs to a kind of low-level elixirs, ranking in the eight grades. For the Xuanqing who practices in front of him, it is aura. It is indeed the most suitable elixir. This is exactly what the master Wu Yizi gave to him a few days ago to be familiar with the medicine. How can the elixir refined by everyone such as Wu Yizi be comparable to those big goods distributed every month in the sect? The Xianzhi elixir in front of him is at least three levels more effective than the medicine distributed every month.

Although the boundless does not allow Ganping to take the elixir to improve his cultivation, Ganping also comes into contact with a lot of the elixir every day. This low-level elixir is thrown to him several to familiarize with the medicine. Therefore, there are more than a dozen kinds of these low-grade elixirs on Ganping's body, and now he has taken out one. Although this Xuanqin is a child, looking at the attitude of the angry real person to him, it must be extraordinary. At least the high-level cultivation of refining gas at this age is enough to be called a genius, so Gan Ping took out this elixir to make a good relationship

Reaching out and handing the jade bottle to Xuanqing, Gan Ping smiled and said, "Brother Xuanqing, right? Little brother Gan Ping, now his Taoist name is Xuanyan. Obviously, Xuanqin didn't go through these battles. He couldn't help but be a little panicked. He was at a loss and didn't accept the jade bottle. He quickly replied, "Oh, Brother Xuanyan, congratulations. What are you going to do?" Looking at the faint fragrance of the jade bottle Xuanqing, he could only receive the lowest nine-pin elixir every month. Seeing that the heart and soul of Xianzhi elixir had long been hooked away by the fragrance of medicine, now he just barely restrained himself from stretching out his hand.

Gan Ping couldn't help but put the bottle stopper on the cap and stuffed the jade bottle into Xuanqin's hand. "This is the elixir given by my teacher to be familiar with the effect of medicine, but he didn't let me take it. He said that my realm was too low. Today, when I saw that my brother's realm was just applicable, I took it out and offered flowers to offer Buddha. Brother, don't refuse. It's a waste to put it here. After several unsucceful refusals, Xuan Qin put the jade bottle in his arms. How can this Taoist boy who has never seen the world can afford this **.

Since they received such a valuable gift, the relationship between the two naturally became closer. Gan Ping pulled Xuanqin and sat aside and said, "Brother Xuanqin, don't be polite. My family alchemy every day and often gives me a few pills to test the properties. It's also a waste to put them in my hands. Since my brother can use it, it's the best." Although Xuanqin is honest and simple, he is not a fool. He also knows that Gan Ping deliberately makes friends with himself and does not refuse too much, but he has a good impression of this newly released brother in his heart. No wonder he is like this. Gan Ping is so important to the elders in the door, and he treats people modestly, has no airs at all, and is so good at being a man. People are more likely to like people.

The two teenagers sat in a corner of the apse and talked, with the intention of meeting each other late, but the front hall had already been tense, with the intention of splashing blood on the spot. Dao Dao Sen's cold sword was full of cold swords in the hall, and Mo's hair was slightly raised, as if he had returned to his youth when his fresh clothes and angry horses dominated the world. It seems that the battle just now has aroused his depressed pride. Now his dusty sword has just been polished, revealing his dazzling brilliance.

There was a slight sarcasm in the eyes of the angry real person, staring at the three dissatisfied people below, "Three brothers, is there any dissatisfaction?" The words are cold and murderous. Others don't say a word, some are wise to protect themselves, and it's more because they disdain these people who sell clans for glory. The yellow-faced man's face changed slightly, and his fingers in his sleeves were slightly pinched. A faint sword light flew out of the bottom of his sleeves, which was particularly inconspicuous in the dark hall and flew out of the hall. Before waiting for others to react, the boundless sleeve waved, and a slightly blue aperture rose around the hall. It was the Lihua sky and the ice flame. The sword light hit the light curtain and was frozen into a ball in an instant. Although this Lihua Tiankan ice flame belongs to the flame, it is extremely cold, and even these invisible things can be instantly. Freeze.

This time it seemed to become a fuse. Mo Minfeng's sword spirit, which had climbed to the extreme, suddenly burst out. The other two secretly scolded the yellow-faced man in their hearts, but they had no choice but to resist the huge sword spirit with him. In an instant, Mo Congfeng suppressed the three masters of the Yuanying realm with the power of one person.