Chapter 931 Taoist Child

"Humph, the elixir refined by this master himself is naturally real, but with the level of the elixir, it is not surprising that your alchemy level is too low to be seen."

Just when everyone had different expressions, a faint sneer came from the hall. Master Huangmei said sarcastically without looking at Taoist Zhenmu.

Taoist Zhenmu's expression froze. Not to mention his magical power, his alchemy skills were well-known in Nanjun. He was extremely angry to be despised in this way.

He couldn't help but take another look at the yellow-browed master, suppressed his anger, and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are so arrogant, don't you know your name?"

"Are you, a guest alchemist from the Little Mixian Tower, qualified to know my name?" Master Huang Mei sneered, but he didn't take Taoist Zhenmu seriously at all.

As soon as these words came out, several monks were shocked, and the middle-aged fat man's face became ugly for a while. Taoist Zhenmu's alchemy skills were second to none in Mi Xian Pavilion, and he never expected that this Huang-browed master would treat him as nothing.

Taoist Zhenmu was shocked and angry. He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

I saw Master Huang Mei flick his wrist, and the elixir was taken back into his hand. At the same time, a small cyan cauldron flew out, and then he opened his mouth and sprayed out several spells to continuously promote luck. The fire inside the cauldron rose, wrapping the elixir quickly. hover.

Under the diffuse firelight, the green clouds on the elixir are even more dazzling. A trace of crystal white cold air flows out of it, blending into the green clouds and turning into bright blue and white rainbow lights.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance filled the hall, and everyone felt that the magic power in their bodies resonated involuntarily.

"Firebending!"

Taoist Zhenmu's pupils shrank, and he looked at Master Huang Mei with a serious look. He suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to the latter, and said with fear on his face: "It turns out that fellow Taoist has reached such a state in the alchemy field. I'm just blind-sighted. Please forgive me." crime."

The middle-aged fat man and others looked stunned.

Others don't know the magic of Master Huang Mei's fire control technique, but Taoist Zhenmu knows it clearly. Only those who have achieved extremely profound attainments in alchemy can control spiritual fire so freely. Judging from the other party's methods, Look, it was obvious that the alchemy skills were far superior to his, which made him feel awe.

Seeing Taoist Zhenmu's obedient expression, everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they paid more attention to the Huang-browed Master.

Master Huang Mei turned a blind eye to everyone's admiration. He took back the small cauldron and the elixir with an indifferent expression and said expressionlessly: "I sold this elixir originally because I wanted to find someone with vision, but now there is no one worthy of my appreciation. Let’s stop selling it! I just want to take back this elixir.”

After saying that, he looked at Qiu Wudao, got up and left.

Qiu Wudao's expression was indifferent, he glanced at everyone contemptuously and did not stay any longer.

But the moment he turned around, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the Taoist boy in black clothes next to Taoist Zhenmu, with surprise on his face: "Junior, why are you laughing?"

As soon as these words came out, all the eyes in the hall instantly focused on the Taoist boy, who had a sneer on his face and shook his head with disdain.

Master Huang Mei also looked over and frowned when he saw the Taoist boy's expression.

His shaking of the head was nothing, but when he was seen by Master Qiu Wudao and Huang Mei in this strange atmosphere, they were naturally very unhappy.

This Taoist boy looks ordinary and doesn't have much cultivation. He dares to show such contempt in front of these magic monks. Is he seeking death?

The Taoist boy raised his head, with a sneer on his face and no fear at all. His next words also shocked everyone, and they were immediately stunned.

"It's nothing. I just think it's a bit ridiculous to show off half a bucket of water and a defective useless elixir."

The Taoist boy's words were not loud, but they fell clearly in the ears of everyone present. For a moment, all the monks were stunned, looking at the Taoist boy as if they were looking at a dead person.

He didn't mention anyone by name, as if he was talking to himself, but anyone who wasn't a fool would know who he was referring to.

It was clearly spring and summer at this time, but the atmosphere in the hall felt a bit colder.

Who are Qiu Wudao and Master Huang Mei? The dignified elders and alchemists of the Xu Cang Sect, and this unknown little Taoist boy dared to sneer at him like this. Either his brain was filled with water or he was impatient.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Master Huang Mei, and sure enough, his expression turned gloomy on the spot.

Seeing the unkind expressions on their faces, Taoist Zhenmu was startled. He hurriedly pulled the Taoist boy behind him and said with a smile, "Don't be surprised, my fellow Taoists. This Taoist boy has only been with me for a few years. He doesn't understand the rules and offended you two. In the next generation, he will apologize to you two.”

At the same time, he scolded Tao Tong fiercely: "I'm afraid you don't know what's good and what's good, so why don't you be happy..."

Taoist Zhenmu cursed angrily, but found that Taoist Tong Jian's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a faint coldness in his eyes, which gave him an irresistible pressure, and the words came to his lips unknowingly. Swallowed it back.

"Hehe... I have been cultivating immortals for three hundred years, and no one has ever dared to talk to me like this. Today, it is rare that a little Taoist boy dares to speak so wildly." Master Huang Mei was gloomy for a while, but a smile appeared on his face. , but it seemed bitingly cold.

He looked up and down at the Taoist boy. He was dressed in simple ink clothes. He was not tall, could not feel the slightest bit of cultivation, and was not eye-catching at all.

Master Huang Mei sneered at this and continued, "You said that my elixir is a defective product. It seems that you have a good understanding of elixirs. I would like to hear how defective this elixir is and how my alchemy skills are half-baked."

The Taoist boy raised his head with a helpless look on his face.

In fact, it was just his unintentional act just now. He had no other thoughts. He just felt that Master Huang Mei's alchemy skills were really not good, and the so-called top-grade elixir was just a defective product, so he shook his head subconsciously. Since Qiu Wudao pressed him, he had to make a brief comment.

He raised his head and looked at Master Huang Mei, saying, "The spirituality of your elixir can only be maintained for a while. Once the time is up, the quality will drop sharply. Moreover, the mysterious cold energy contained in it is forcibly integrated without being refined. Not only can it not help people to form elixir, but it will damage the true essence of the cultivator and have a negative effect. What do you think, if this is not a waste elixir?"

The cold wind blew past, and the scene was stagnant in vain.

As the Taoist boy spoke, Master Huangmei looked disdainful at first, but gradually his rosy face turned to cloudy, and then to pale. When the Taoist boy's voice fell, Master Huangmei couldn't help but tremble, and his pupils shrank wildly. Qiu Wudao, who was standing next to him, seemed to have his secret exposed, and his face turned blue and red alternately.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and their eyes looking at Qiu Wudao and Master Huangmei also showed a hint of hostility.

"My two Taoist friends, is what the Taoist boy said true? Is this elixir really just a defective elixir?" The middle-aged fat man asked coldly with a gloomy face.

Taoist Zhenmu was completely stunned, with a look of astonishment and confusion.

This is not the end. The Taoist boy said, "As for your so-called fire control technique, it is nothing more than forcing the spiritual fire of heaven and earth into the body with some secret techniques of controlling qi, and then forcing it out by using mana. This can naturally make you look like you are controlling fire to make pills, but the taste of the spiritual fire backlash is not pleasant, right? I think you have suffered the pain of the reverse flow of true essence in recent months?"

"Shut up! How dare you, a junior, talk nonsense! Don't you, a little Taoist boy, know what the fire control technique is!" The yellow-browed Taoist was furious, and his cold eyes seemed to devour the Taoist boy.

"Fire control technique? That's just a trivial matter. Since you asked so, I will show you what the real fire control technique is."

The Taoist boy didn't stop until he said something shocking!

After he finished speaking, he ignored the shocked eyes of others, raised one hand lightly, and a purple light suddenly appeared, and the air suddenly heated up.

Everyone narrowed their eyes subconsciously, and saw a ball of purple flame appear out of thin air in the Taoist boy's hand. Under the blazing heat, the surrounding void was distorted.

What shocked them even more was yet to come. After activating the purple flame, the Taoist boy flicked his finger, and the flame flew out of his hand. After circling rapidly in the void for a few times, it suddenly turned into a gorgeous purple-gold firebird, emitting bursts of pleasant and clear chirps.

The Taoist boy waved his hand again, and several kinds of medicinal herbs flew out of his sleeves. The purple-gold firebird flapped its wings, and suddenly circled down, opening its mouth to hold all the medicinal herbs in its mouth.

An amazing scene appeared!

The firebird swallowed and spit out spiritual flames several times, and the medicinal herbs that flew out of the Taoist boy's hand were melted one by one, refined into liquid medicine one by one, and gathered under the firebird's roll. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a round spiritual pill, and bursts of spiritual energy spread like water ripples.

"This... this..."

Including the middle-aged fat man, everyone was shocked beyond words, even Qiu Wudao and Master Huangmei's hearts were beating wildly.

"Making pills with bare hands! This is a magical power that can only be displayed by practicing the art of controlling fire to the extreme! This kid has been by my side for several months, and I didn't realize that he has such ability at all!" Taoist Zhenmu was completely stunned, and at this moment, there was only dumbfoundedness on his face.

No matter how advanced the alchemist is, refining pills must be supplemented by the alchemy furnace. Such a method of turning spiritual fire into a form and making pills with a wave of the hand is simply shocking, and it can only be done by a true master of alchemy.

He accidentally accepted this inconspicuous Taoist boy a few months ago. In the past few months, the other party has been well-behaved, but he didn't expect that he was so hidden. This shock was really a big deal for him.

The Taoist boy ignored the others and calmly collected the fire bird. Then he waved his sleeves and the pill he had just refined floated in front of Master Huang Mei: "Although this pill is only the lowest-level Da Huan Dan, it is somewhat effective in treating your spiritual fire backlash. I will give it to you."

Master Huang Mei's face turned pale and blue, and changed several colors in just a few breaths.

But when the Taoist boy mentioned the spiritual fire backlash, his heart couldn't help beating. This was his deepest secret and the reason why Xu Cang Sect valued him. Now that this Taoist boy pointed it out, he was extremely frightened.

"Humph! What a foolish little Taoist boy! Your ability to refine pills is not bad, but this master wants to see how your Taoist cultivation is?!"