Chapter 67 Coming-of-Age

"This bottle is a piece of ancient elixir, which was practiced by the human race in ancient times. It is called Waidan. It is a spiritual elixir that directly helps the taker to force elixir! As we all know, whether it is a demon, after cultivating to a certain level, it is necessary to produce a golden elixir in the body as the seed of life. However, the matter of Jiedan is simple, but it is very difficult to do it. At least, in my world of demons, it is already very good to have one of the thousand spiritual levels to be promoted to the Dan level. Therefore, the preciousness of this Dan is self-evident. With an indifferent face, he pointed to the white bottle in his hand, and the elder of the elixir said slowly, without looking at Su Yao and the little tail with a dull face.

Spirit-Spirit!?

Ordinary elixir is divided into ten products from the bottom up, one of which is the worst and the ten are the best. The elixir above ten grades is no longer an elixir, but is called elixir, elixir or elixir.

Looking at the skinny elixir elder, the little tail really didn't know what to say. Su Yao's expression is not much different from the small tail, but there is a hint of greed in Su Yao's eyes.

"As for this bottle--" After putting away the white bottle containing the outer elixir, the elder held another yellow bottle in his hand and said slowly, "The elixir in this bottle is called the soul, which can give birth to white bones, nourish the soul, and is also a spiritual elixir. More of this medicine is equivalent to one more life. After saying that, he slowly put it away.

"Now, do you know the difference between the supreme elixir and today's alchemy?"

"The disciple has understood. The so-called supreme elixir is actually a method of practice, but today's alchemy is to assist practice. Glancing at the little tail that was still wandering beside him, Su Yao said narly, "It's just that the disciples don't know which line you are from?"

"I once learned from a master of supreme elixir, and then transferred to the door of a powerful human alchemist. Therefore, being a teacher can be said to be a different class of the two schools. However, in terms of practice alone, a teacher belongs to the lineage of alchemists. With a faint words, the Elder Lingdan glanced at the small tail outside the wandering object and frowned slightly.

"But Master, the supreme elixir seems to be more powerful than the alchemist. Master, why don't you choose to specialize in supreme elixir?"

After listening to Su Yao's question, the elder of Lingdan said slowly, "The supreme elixir has withered in ancient times, and there is no elixir left, all of which has disappeared in the long river of time. Even the master who was a teacher in those years only relied on a foreign elixir to barely support the facade. Today's supreme Dandao has reached the point where there is no way to go. Indulging in it will only waste years and waste a lifetime of reincarnation.

After listening to Elder Lingdan's answer, Su Yao nodded with regret, while the little tail looked like a nose and heart.

"You have a general understanding of the history of the way of alchemy. From now on, I will teach you some introductory knowledge of the way of alchemy." Then, the elixir master began his long teaching.

Listening carefully to the narrative of the elixir elder, the little tail has a deeper understanding of the way of alchemy, and at the same time, he has increasingly realized the importance of the first interpretation of elixir.

After a day's course, Little Tail got into the storage room again and began his long but interesting revision of Dandao First Interpretation.

Since that day, the little tail forgot the practice of nine-turn Xuangong and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the great alchemy.

That's it, day after day, month after month. In a blink of an eye, the little tail is 15 years old. This age is already an adult in the world of demons, and a coming-of-age ceremony needs to be held. However, it is obvious that there is no rite of passage for the little tail alone.

Standing on the top of the holy mountain in the middle of the snowflakes, the little tail is wet and red, looking at the far west. There is his hometown where he has left for two years, his mother, uncle, sister, and some sincere friends...

They are all there, but I am here thousands of miles away... One there and one here, how close and how far away...

Today, my sister should be doing the coming-of-age ceremony! Who will put that beautiful white rose on her? Is it mom or that guy named "Dad"?

Is uncle still often drunk now? Is he carrying a huge vole with a giggle now? Now he must still be wearing light clothes...

Today, did Xiaoduner hide in the room and eat hot pot again? Is he all right? There should be a lot of people bullying him now. Can he stand it?

How is Su Yu? Have you found the prince she hit? Do you remember that there was a bald-tailed fox demon called Little Tail that once gently crossed the trajectory of her life?

Does he always have a straight face? Has he become more cheerful?

Nie Wuzi must be fighting with Xiaohong at this moment. These two cultivation lunatics...

Is Su Jiao's injury healed? Is it difficult for Mr. Mo to make it difficult for him? Does he still remember an opponent like me?

Who are the two villains of Nie Yun and Nie Chen? Maybe it's Xiaodun! After going back, you must beat them hard to make them remember!

Are Xiaocaoer and the boss still in the Rebel camp? Do they still remember me?

The pictures of the past surged in my mind over and over again. One by one, one, everything was combined together to form a heavy and sour word - missing.

To the east is the earth, and there is snow in four regions. However, the central holy mountain, which is an active volcano, does not actually snow--

- Snow, blowing from the west, with the smell of hometown...

Slightly closed his eyes and let the snowflakes pave the surface, and the tears from the corners of the little tail's eyes slowly solidified.

Holding the snow in his hometown, the little tail began his lonely coming-of-age ceremony.

A salute to the sky.

The little tail shook slightly and turned into a huge white fox the size of a house. Looking up at the sky, a long fox sound instantly sounded all over the mountain, drifting towards the west, spreading farther and farther, and then gradually calming down.

Two weeks.

Slowly lowered his arrogant head, and the little tail calmly looked at the snow-covered earth - the soil that bred endless demons.

Three gifts of blood.

Gently turned around, and the little tail decisively jumped into the volcano. Then a violent blood fluctuation spread from where the little tail was located!

The whole fox clan in Qingqiu is boiling! They are trying to find this powerful existence! However, this strong blood fluctuation is like substance, covering the whole Qingqiu, and there is no strong or weak at all, so they can't judge the real source of blood power at all. Even the elixir elders, who are strong at the ground level, are powerless.

Gently closing his eyes, the demonic power in his body is slowly flowing, and the route of operation is the method of Gemini power communication!

The power of blood connects the holy mountains and blood dojos of the whole fox clan, all the way west, and finally reaches the big-eared fox tribe thousands of miles away--

- Looking at the distant east, Yin Linger's eyes gently slipped down a drop of crystal-like tears.

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