The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 61—Alchemy

It's already night at this moment, it can be said that the night is already late. The sedan chair left the bustling area and headed towards the backyard door of Yefu.

The front door has a detour, so since he lived in the inner courtyard, Ye Kong has come in and out through the back door.

After seeing the intersection on the front, you can see the back door of Yefu. At this moment, an inconspicuous coupe across the road greeted him.

Just as the two cars passed by, Ye Feng blew up the green curtain of the opposite car, and Ye Kong saw a familiar face in this stagger.

"Mrs. Second!" Ye hollowed, her eyes opened. "Fortunately, she hasn't seen me, or she has to talk nonsense again."

As soon as the thought went down, another thought floated, "Where is she going in the middle of the night?"

"Must be stealing the wild man." Huang Quan's ancestor's voice was about to die again.

"Don't talk nonsense, who dares to give Ye Haoran a green hat and die?" Ye Kong did not believe it.

Huang Quan snorted, "How old are you, do you know how old my ancestors are? 100,000 years, 100,000 years!"

Ye Kong had heard of the cocoon about him for 100,000 years, and he was unhappy, "I know, 80,000 years old tortoise, you are just a super old turtle, a green hairy turtle, all right."

"Your dad is a green-haired turtle!" Huang Quan's ancestor rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You haven't seen your second wife dressed up today, and her face has been painted. Seeing her look like a bag, she must be going Aino Man. "

"Get out, don't women have to dress up when they go out?" Ye Kong didn't believe it, but he was suspicious. Dad had been in Andu for more than two years. The mistress of the two wives was still there, maybe it was true. Come up with something.

The so-called thirty is like a wolf, and the forty is like a tiger. The second wife couldn't bear the loneliness, and it was quite possible to do something outside.

"Don't believe me, would you like to follow along?" Huang Quan asked again.

"Go and go and give me alchemy." Ye Kong didn't want to reveal anything about Mrs. Er, even if she went to meet a wild man, what does it have to do with herself?

Although the second wife was not good to her aging mother, she has been very good recently. Even if she instructs Xiaohong to listen to something, that is just to make Ye Wen Ye Wu a little bit better. There is nothing wrong with it. There is no need to talk to She fights for you.

Back at the back door of Yefu, Ye Kong got off the sedan. These bearers were all from the Lu Family Brothers' House, and it was not convenient to enter the house. Ye Kong let them go back by themselves.

The back door of Dahu people's house is also guarded, but it is not as solemn as the front door. The old man is an old man. The door opens as soon as he knocks on the door to report his name.

Ye Kong wanted to ask the old man whether the second wife often left the house at midnight, but she didn't ask. The second wife in this post must be a close friend, asking him not to ask in vain?

"Brother Ye Kong, why did you come back so late?" After a day's rest, Lu Qin had already recovered, and jumped up alive again. He hadn't slept so late.

"Well, I discussed something with your brothers," Ye Kong said vaguely.

"Discuss things, obviously drink wine and ask the boss lady to wipe the stuff for you, haha." Huang Quan's ancestor sarcastically retorted him.

"Get off! It's not what you're going for!" Ye Kongli cursed, and laughed at Lu Qin, "Don't wait for me in the future, I often have delays when I go out, just go to bed earlier."

"Okay, brother Ye Kong, you should go to bed earlier." Lu Qin smiled and beckoned and ran back to his room.

"Dead boy, have you gone to the blue building again? A rouge smell!" Chen Jiuniang had a sharp nose.

"No, old lady, you go back to sleep, your son is not the kind of person." Ye hollow said, but fortunately did not show up today, or it will be spread everywhere in the house tomorrow.

The wind at night began to get a little stronger, blowing in through the gaps in the vermillion window, making some sharp howling.

Ye Kong returned to his room, took out a spirit stone, started spiritual practice, and patted a storage bag, a bag of barley, and more than a dozen slick black grains of bran tree fruit appeared on the couch.

"Well, Comrade Zuo, you are ready to come out, it is your job." Ye Kong sat cross-legged on the couch.

"You can think about it clearly," said Huang Quan's ancestor lazily. "Although my ancestor is too weak to work, but killing your second layer of gas refining is also effortless. You really want to let me out. , Then you think about it. "

Ye Kong stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and smiled. "Old man, I told you, I'm a hooligan! Don't look at the rogues, they don't seem to be tuned, but the real The hooligans are all about morality. Since I ’m Ye Kong looking at you and believing in you, I believe you unconditionally! If you treat me as a brother, I will never forget Ye Kong. If you betray your faith, then I'm blind, I'm on my own! "

"But the gangster also has a feature, that is, you either kill me directly, otherwise I will have endless revenge as long as I breathe ... endlessly!"

After listening to the ancestor Huang Quan, there was no change in his face, and he still said lazily, "It's no use to scare me. My ancestor, if I was frightened by the second layer of a gas refinery, I don't have to be a human."

Ye Kong laughed, "I'm not scaring you. I really treat you as a friend. Maybe you would say that I'm naive, but I feel you won't kill me and don't betray yourselves ... Yes, it's a feeling."

"You are really naive, and one day your feelings will kill you!" Huang Quan ancestors stared and waved, "Let me go out, at least this ancestor is still waiting for your Five Elements to Ascend the Sutra. At present Won't kill you. "

Ye Kong smiled slightly and used his mind to control the golden light of the curse encyclopedia, pushing Huang Quan's ancestor directly to the edge of the Lingtai, and Huang Quan's ancestor flew out of Ye Kong's head.

It was the first time Ye Kong watched a human baby with his naked eyes, and he saw a baby with a big fist flying out of his head, then grew bigger and bigger in the air, and finally became the size of a baby born four or five months ago. , Sat steadily beside Ye Kong.

If it wasn't for Huang Quan's ancestor with a beard and an adult's expression, Ye Kong would have thought that this was just a very ordinary baby.

"Wow, you're nasty, don't wear anything, haha, my brother is so young, and I still want a woman?"

"Go! Be careful, my ancestor, I'm angry!" Huang Quan glared at Ye Kong angrily, and said angrily, "Just let me out, don't waste so much aura in the small sword weapon, eh That's how many years I've cultivated my ancestors. "

Ye hollow road, at that time let you go, I was not trying to die? With a smile on his face, he said, "You didn't say anything at that time?"

"Cut." Huang Quan's ancestor clearly saw his hypocrisy, but he also knew that if Ye Kong let himself out at that time, he would definitely kill the kid.

Then Huang Quan's ancestor raised his hand again, "Bring it."

Ye Kong froze, "What do you want?"

"I want you to have the aura in the waste spirit stone! My ancestor, I use baby fire. How is this aura now enough?"

"Oh, how many?" Ye Kong wouldn't be so stupid as to give it to him.

"Three pieces." Huang Quan's ancestors didn't ask much, took the three waste spirit stones sent by Ye Kong, and yelled endlessly, "Little fox, just so bold, just right, and feeling And brothers, my ancestors are all touched ... Huh, let me out, aren't you afraid of me? Aura doesn't dare give me more. "

Although he was scolding, Ye Kong just laughed and didn't plan to give him any more.

The waste spirit stone was originally Huang Quan's ancestor's own aura, and it did not need to be refined. It was used after being absorbed. After it was used up, it would slowly recover in the body.

Then Huang Quan's ancestors started alchemy.

I saw his left hand lifted, and a flame appeared at the tip of his middle finger, just like a lighter, but the flame was blue with white flames on it.

The flames are not small, but people don't feel the heat beside them.

Huang Quan's ancestors adjusted the size of the flames ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ When the flames stabilized with one finger, the flames remained so large that the blue flames beating.

Then, with the right hand of Huang Quan's ancestor, the fruit of a bran grain tree flew over, and then the fruit was placed on the flame.

The fruit of the bran grain tree is larger than coconut, and it looks like a human head. Ye Kong thought it was difficult to burn. Black liquid.

The ball of liquid was suspended in mid-air, and there was a cyan baby fire under it. The flame burnt the liquid and writhed, and the top of the liquid was filled with bubbling bubbles. From time to time, black or red particles were writhing up.

Huang Quan's ancestors shot like electricity, swinging his right hand quickly, and the air flow like a cone of cones ejected the particulate impurities accurately.

Those tiny particles, with white filamentous smoke, were like dust and disappeared to the naked eye.

Ye Kong watched Huang Quan's ancestor refining the fruit of the bran grain tree. He also itched his hand, lifted his left hand, and meditated on the secret, a small fireball appeared in the palm of his hand.

Huang Quan's ancestor turned his head and looked at him, and without a word, he gave a dismissive noise and turned his head back.

It is impossible to release the flame like Huang Quan's ancestors until the end of the dandan period. This is also the reason why the dandan has the destiny magic weapon. The destiny magic weapon needs to be refined by yourself. ?

Ye Kong just didn't believe in evil, holding a small fireball in one hand and beckoning against a bran grain fruit in the other hand, but what made Ye Kong embarrassed was that the fruit hadn't moved.

"He was immortal." Ye Kong took a peek at Huang Quan's ancestor and found that he hadn't noticed. Then he read the formula of moving things and beckoned again.

It moved this time, but the fruit did not stop obediently above the small fireball, but smashed into Ye Kong's noodle door, messing up Ye Kong.