Chapter 142 cool
The refining of true qi continues.
It is not a comfortable thing to watch my true energy turn from a ball of basin-sized ball to tens of thousands of thinner than hair.
fine.
Under the continuous burning of the oven, the true qi silk finally showed signs of melting.
The basin-sized true qi groups turned into tens of thousands of swimming true qi silks, and began to gather together again under the forging of the oven.
final.
In the burning purple fire... a touch of gold appeared slightly.
Dark golden!
Although it was just a little bit of color, Zhao Yang couldn't help but look shocked.
"It's really... Jindan?"
On the screen, a trace of gold hidden in the group of purple lines was almost nothing. However, under Zhao Yang's observation, it was extremely dazzling!
Golden Pill!
It's really a "golden" pill!
The astonishment gradually turned into surprise. Seeing that some purple in the true qi silk had transformed into dark gold, Zhao Yang pursed his lips.
Not every golden elixir is golden!
To be precise, the word "Golden Pill" is mainly used in the earthly world to refer to the elixirs that some monks practiced, while most of the elixir pills practiced by monks in the Jindan stage are called inner pills.
It's not unreasonable to say this.
After all, everyone practices different skills and their physical constitutions are different, and the colors of the true qi they cultivate are naturally diverse.
The true qi is not golden. As a polymer of true qi, the "golden elixir" formed is naturally not golden.
Judging from Zhao Yang.
In my memory, Zhao Yang, who practiced the Purple House Qi Refining Jue until he formed a pill, produced an inner elixir, which was a purple-shaped projectile the size of a fingernail.
There are many colors of inner alchemy that Zhao Yang has seen!
Yi Wood True Artifacts to form a elixir, and the inner elixir is blue.
The Burning Heaven and Killing Pill is red and white.
Zhenwu Qi Practice Pill, and the inner elixir is mysterious black.
The Zhoutian Star Art of the Star Palace...is golden...
Zhao Yang thought for a long time and finally found that among so many golden elixirs he had seen, it seemed that only the inner elixirs of the disciples of Xinggong were golden.
Of course, Zhao Yang has never seen much of the inner alchemy, a life root with strong privacy. Only some people with low status will reveal the inner alchemy for others to see.
Zhao Yang has never seen the inner elixirs of those true disciples of major sects in his memory. It is unknown whether the golden elixirs of these major sects are different from ordinary disciples.
"From the current situation, those sects with the inheritance of the Killing Pills, the inner alchemy produced by the true teachings of the sects are probably golden..."
His eyes were cumbersome, and Zhao Yang's face darkened for a moment.
"Golden Pill, Jin Pill, is that what's the case?"
This is a secret, or a hidden rule that everyone knows, but no one will tell it. So Zhao Yang in his memory has been kept in the dark.
From this perspective, even if Zhao Yang in my memory cultivated the soul, his status in the earthly world is not high. After all, compared with those disciples of major sects who even become immortals are scenery on the road, Zhao Yang, a sword servant who even become a soul, was really a bit unfavorable.
Even if some true disciples of major sects meet Zhao Yang when their cultivation is still low, they will not talk too much about Zhao Yang, saying that your golden elixir was wrong...
Watching the oven for a long time.
It was not until some golden threads could not withstand the high temperature burning Huawei's light spots fell on the top of the character's head that Zhao Yang took a long breath.
No one will know how many thoughts come out calmly. Just as this sucking and vomiting are about to pass through his mind.
The oven is still burning.
Absurd Huawei smiles.
Finally, Zhao Yang glanced at the furnace that had gradually faded above the character's head and chuckled softly:
"Gap and barriers have always existed. Since you are behind, just catch up with me.
I'm afraid of this and that, I'm thinking too much,
Is it something that can be achieved quickly in one day or two?
It’s just some resources for practice. Since you need it now, you will snatch it in the future.
At worst, you can do it again, the most terrible thing is that your soul is scattered.
What can be done other than that?”
Forced to make an excuse for himself, and looking at the naked head of the character on the screen, Zhao Yang gave him a moment of his forehead.
In an instant, my head was covered with black hair.
Touched with your hands.
"It feels good, I just don't know if I can add a critical hit..."
After joking, Zhao Yang smiled and pulled out his suitcase from under the bed. After a while, he found a sunglasses and came out on the bedside.
"I lost all my hair and eyebrows. How can I soak a girl like a braised egg?
It is impossible to put on makeup.
Wearing a wig is so nimble...
I will count on my fingers and I will be with you in the future!"
He joked, Zhao Yang could take it and let go of his baldness.
Isn’t it just a bald man? As long as a man is strong enough, everything else is a cloud!
Besides, this hair cannot grow back...
Before Li Gang came back, Zhao Yang cleaned up the hair on the ground. He originally wanted to practice the Purple Mansion Golden Pill in reality, but when Zhao Yang looked at his game character, he decided to change the time before talking about it.
"Practicing in the dormitory may cause a fire... It seems that buying a house is really on the agenda..."
He said something, Zhao Yang blinked and walked into the bathroom with his sunglasses.
......
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the dormitory door fell.
"Yozi! Come and have a meal!"
Li Gang, who was carrying two large bags of lunch boxes in his hand, threw himself on the sofa and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Damn it, how many months have passed? Why is the weather still so hot? Who are you?"
Seeing a man wearing sunglasses and a mask appear in his dormitory, Li Gang was so scared that he almost threw out the lunch box in his hand!
"I."
"I...I know who you are?"
"Zhao Yang!"
While speaking, Zhao Yang took off the mask from his face, revealing his originally pretty face.
Li Gang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "It's you, I thought the thief was in our dormitory... Wait!"
Halfway through the words, Li Gang suddenly widened his eyes and said, "I said, "Yozi, where are you making trouble again? Why did you shaved your head well?
Are you trying to become stronger?”
Zhao Yang: "..."
"Hey? Are you doing it because it's too hot and the bald head is cool?" Li Gang made an excuse for Zhao Yang and could still arrange it by himself: "Yoko, you are smart!"
“…”
Nodding stiffly, Zhao Yang changed the topic expressionlessly: "I said what did you buy? Did you actually buy such two big boxes?"
"Oh, ask this!" He patted the lunch box beside him with his hand. Li Gang looked at the bare head and said absent-mindedly: "There was a big porridge sold at the school gate just now. I think there were a lot of people buying it, so he bought one."
"oh."
Chapter completed!