Chapter 42 Borrowing Fire

I heard Wu Yizi continue to say, "You only need to know a little about these things now. At present, the most important thing is how to control the flame. Your seven methods of fire control and pulse have reached the first level, and you can barely control the size of the flame. The conversion of flames for refining different elixir is also different, and the heat required for each step is also different. With that, he demonstrated the method of fire control. Gan Ping listened carefully. He thought that alchemy only had enough firepower, but he didn't expect that there would be so many steps.

One of these two people was willing to teach and the other was easy to learn. Soon Gan Ping basically mastered the method of controlling the flames. Xuan Mingzi no longer cares about him and let him practice alone. When I explained it just now, the fire monkey was also blinking and listening, looking like an open-minded look for advice, which made Gan Ping and the boundless son laugh for a while. I don't know if the monkey can understand these tricks, but the little guy is also interesting.

The flame at the bottom of the furnace is big and small under the command of Gan Ping, and Gan Ping is also in it. He feels that when controlling the flame, the two skills in his body are running slowly. It seems that it is true that it can also be practiced in this alchemy, but the speed of operation is quite slow. I think it is because he is not very skilled, but these two The kind of skill and the flame under the elixir furnace echo each other, and the flame beats regularly with one breath and one breath. Wu Yizi looked at the focused Ganping with his beard. For a while, he was relieved. Fortunately, those elders adhered to the ancestral teachings and did not easily accept apprentices. They did not even use the spiritual instrument lightly. Otherwise, how could he receive this good seedling from his door? It was really lucky. The disciple in front of him controlled the flame in a blink of an eye. Send and receive at will, and this understanding is simply impeccable.

Just when Wu Yizi sighed, Gan Ping also sighed in his heart. His family knew his own affairs, and he could easily learn the method of controlling fire, not only because he had the two methods of C Huo Rongyuan to determine the fire-related heart method of Taiyi Chunyang Heart Sutra, but also played an important role in Xuan Mingzi's Wangya Mountain underworld soul silk transformation. Gan Ping has practiced some of the secret method of this Wangyashan school specializing in practicing the soul. Nowadays, the power of his soul is more than several times stronger than that of disciples in the same realm. If he is now a disciple of the evil Wangya Mountain, he will now turn the soul into silk thread, and then control the magic weapon evil spirits one by one, and drive him to fight. In that case, the power of the soul will be scattered, and each part is minimal, but Gan Ping is only practicing the method of strengthening the soul at present, and does not turn the soul into silk. The power of the soul is condensed and does not disperse, and it is of course easy to control a wisp of flame.

From then on, Gan Ping began to fulfill his duties as a fire disciple. Every day, he was in charge of the flame under the furnace for the boundless. Of course, these days are the time for the low-level elixirs needed by the boundless to open the furnace to refine the general disciples. It's just a few simple low-level elixir. Of course, you can rest assured that Gan Ping is in charge of the flame. If it is a high-level elixir, I'm afraid there will be tens of thousands of kinds of flame transformation alone. Even if Gan Ping is allowed to do it, he can't stick to it with his current cultivation. However, if there is something wrong with Ganping in refining this simple elixir, the boundless son can remedy it.

With his proficiency in the use of flames, Gan Ping was not as trembling as he was at the beginning. Occasionally, he also turned his attention to the boundless man who was alchemy and carefully observed his alchemy. Wu Yizi was originally willing to teach this alchemy, but he did not hide it at present. He slowed down and let Gan Ping learn secretly. In a few days, the elixir needed by the disciples in this month has been refined, and Gan Ping has no use. Now he still has a trace of inexhaustible feeling.

Wu Yi Zi was also very gratified to see that he was diligent, but he still ordered him to rest. For many days, he had put down his research on those kinds of Dan prescriptions. At present, he has been so busy for a while. This little child also needs to take a rest, a rest. Cultivation is not necessarily a blind practice.

Gan Ping also understood the boundless thoughts, so he withdrew from the Danfang with fire. For more than a month, I have been learning the method of alchemy and fire control on the seventh floor of the Fire Hall every day. I haven't seen Ming Fan and other servants of the Fire Hall for a long time. Most of these people have nothing to do every day. Only the elder brother Gu Senran takes the opportunity to practice hard every day in this Fire Hall. Unfortunately, because of his qualifications, he has not progressed all the time. Big.

When he came to the hall, Gan Ping was stunned to find that the originally deserted fire hall was as noisy as a market. Several long lines were arranged, winding all the way to the outside of the hall. Looking at the clothes and clothes of these people, none of them were from the Miaocheng Sect, which made Gan Ping very strange. After a closer look, he saw Gu Senran standing in the hall. On the top, with a serious face, Mingfan and other servants and disciples were shuttling through the crowd, sending the number plates to everyone one by one. There was also an elder of this door sitting in the high seat of the hall. Unfortunately, the elder's eyes narrowed slightly, which was obviously normal.

At this time, the quick-mouthed Mingfan's sharp eyes saw Gan Ping, who was in a daze, and quickly shouted, and Gan Ping ran to him. Mingfan took out a walnut from his arms for a while, threw a walnut on Gan Ping's shoulder, wiped his little head, and said with a smile, "Gan Ping, didn't you go to the seventh floor to guard the fire today?" Gan Ping entered the underground elixir room on the seventh floor of the Fire Hall every morning. When he came out, it was already sunset. Today, when he came out in the daytime, he saw such a lively scene again. He was also very excited and said, "Today, the elixir has been refined. The boundless elder asked me to walk around at will. Why are there so many people here? It seems that it doesn't even come from our sect.

Ming Fan saw Gan Ping's curious face and said, "You have forgotten the hour underground. It's the end of the month. Every month, the fire hall is open to the outside of the sect. The nearby Sanxiu comes to our Miaocheng Sect to borrow the fire. Of course, it's lively." With that, he casually handed a number plate to a tall man with a bearded face next to him. The man had been waiting impatiently for a long time, but now he had to wait for Mingfan and Gan Ping to finish speaking. The little Taoist priest who had messed up this in his heart was extremely hateful, but he had to make a look of gratitude on his face.

Ming Fan walked all the way with Gan Ping. Everyone in line received a sign. Ming Fan handed it out and said, "This sign is the voucher to enter the ground fire hall. They will go to the big brother to register. They want to borrow what quality of ground fire, and then ask the big brother to mark it." Suddenly, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Gan Ping, you are so lucky. If you procrastinate for a while, the fire hall will be closed below the fifth floor. It will only be three days later."

Hearing this, Gan Ping was surprised and hurriedly asked, "Why do you want to close the ground fire hall below the fifth floor?" Ming Fan curled his lips and said, "This fire is a thing of the sect, and it is not used by outsiders at will. What this outsider can only touch is the first five floors. If you want to go deeper, the cost will not be small, but such a thing is not under the management of us servants and disciples." Gan Ping's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the elder of the boundless son knew that today was the day when the fire hall was open to the outside world, so he let himself come out. After a while, the five floors and below will be closed. It seems that there is no need to go to the seventh floor in these three days. Obviously, it is the boundless intention to do so.