fishing the heavens

Chapter 185 Qin Can't Think

Beifeng had never thought that mental power could be used in this way before, and every time he saw a skill, he would sink into it and couldn't extricate himself.

The most important thing for an alchemist is the spirit. If the spirit is not strong enough, one cannot become a qualified alchemist. For countless years, alchemy has matured, and various techniques for using spiritual power have been born, like a hundred flowers blooming!

It is far from what the earth can compare to. There is no other time. In the civilization of the other world, alchemy has been passed down for thousands of years before it has the glory it is today!

"There is a kind of blood pill in this non-grade medicine, which is very good. You can refine it when you have time."

Beifeng took a look, and found that the alchemy apprentice's information contained seven or eight kinds of prescriptions that were not at the same level, they could only be called pills, not pills!
Among them, this kind of Qi and blood pill is made from the flesh and blood of first-level monsters. The medicinal effect is very low, but after taking it, it will make ordinary people and low-level warriors strengthen their bodies and gradually increase their vigor!

But the advantage is that it can be taken in large quantities, because it is made from the flesh and blood of monsters, so it will not produce erysipelas.

Beifeng wanted to know if the Qi and Blood Pills made from the flesh and blood of the fifth-level monster Mo Yuxuelongwang would have different medicinal effects!

Bei Feng stood up, although he had sat cross-legged for a long time, but there was no discomfort in his legs.

Sorting out the alchemist's inheritance consumed a lot of Beifeng's spirit, but this was not the main reason. The main reason was that Beifeng was hungry.

A large piece of flesh and blood of the Moyu Snow Dragon King appeared on the chopping board and was sliced ​​into thin slices.

Pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, and put pieces of fish into it after smoking.

"With such firepower, let alone alchemy, even cooking is a problem."

Beifeng frowned secretly, looking at the fish meat that hadn't changed for a long time, Beifeng felt a little headache, and wanted to make alchemy with such a fire?Don't be ridiculous, even the simplest preheating alchemy furnace is not qualified!

"It seems that finding a high-temperature fire has become a top priority."

Beifeng thought for a while, kept it in his heart, and then concentrated on cooking his own dinner.

While waiting for the fish to mature, Beifeng didn't sit still, took out a piece of Mibaijiang, left the seeds, and put all the granules into the rice cooker.

Pieces of fried golden fish were fished out by the north wind and put aside.

Then I started to make Shaozi. There were a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. It could be seen that Xuan Si was very careful. The vegetables were all fresh, and it seemed that they were changing them frequently.

The Shaozi made by Beifeng is very simple, just put a little pepper, eggplant and so on, thicken it, put the fried fish into it, wait for the water to roll and put it on the plate.

The two little guys who eat too much and those who don't have enough are very smart now, and they both go to the jar to grab the internal organs of the Moyu Snow Dragon King. Only the little fox jumped onto the table and stared at Beifeng without blinking.

Beifeng put a piece of Moyu Snow Dragon King's fish on the little fox's plate, and added a small spoonful of Mibaijiang, and then he didn't care about himself and started eating.

The fragrant rice white river combined with the flesh and blood of the Moyu Snow Dragon King, which is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, whet Beifeng's appetite!

And far away in Youzhou, the ancestral land of the Qin family.

Qin can't help but feel a little embarrassed, the family's ancestor worship ceremony is coming soon, and this is the best time to let Beifeng recognize his ancestors and return to the clan.

Qin can't persuade other people in the family's thoughts, except for his other son.

I don't know if it's the right name, but the way I act is even more domineering than when I was young!
"Qin Yi, do you think I should take my son back?"

Qin couldn't look into the distance, and seemed to be talking to himself.

"This is the patriarch's family business, and the subordinates dare not speak nonsense!"

A voice sounded in the room, Qin Yi's respectful voice sounded.

Qin couldn't help but shook his head, and then said, "Since he is the seed of my Qin family, how can he be left outside! Qin Yi!"

"Subordinates are here!"

Qin lowered his head deeply.

"Go and bring me back, don't worry about his thoughts!"

Qin couldn't speak domineeringly, without caring whether Beifeng agreed with him or not.

"My subordinate understands!"

Qin nodded, and then disappeared.

"Wutian, the position of head of the Qin family will be handed over to you sooner or later. Don't let your father down this time. Don't be like your stupid mother, doing things you shouldn't do."

Qin couldn't talk to himself, Qin couldn't help but plan to teach Beifeng any exercises, because after the age of 20, the innate energy contained in the human body will be completely lost, and the bones will also close at the same time, and a person's potential for martial arts will be lost How much, unless there is a big chance.

Qin can't just want Beifeng to live his life in peace and stability, as for the position of patriarch, of course he must leave it to Wutian!

Beifeng didn't know what Qin couldn't think, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Over the years, he was used to living alone, so he didn't want to have a large group of three aunts, six wives, seven aunts and the like.

At this time, Beifeng was thinking about what to use as fuel for alchemy, and the temperature of ordinary flames could not meet the requirements.

After thinking about it, Beifeng has locked a fuel that can definitely meet his requirements!

When dicyanoacetylene burns in pure oxygen, it can reach a temperature of about [-] degrees. Even if it is not in a pure oxygen environment, the temperature can definitely reach about [-] degrees!

And it is very convenient to adjust the temperature, Bei Feng thought for a while and called Xuan Si, asking Xuan Si to buy some.

After eating and drinking enough to solve the problem of temperature, Beifeng then checked the information in his mind.

He didn't rush to read the records of the first-level alchemist. Bei Feng went back and forth to read the records of the alchemist's apprentice.

At the same time, learn the little skills, use your mental power to start painting around your body, and use it with one mind!
It is extremely simple to envelop the whole body with spirit for ten meters, but the difficulty of painting with the precise use of invisible spirit power has increased a lot!

At the very least, Beifeng has never succeeded once. With a slight fluctuation, the picture will disappear and become invisible.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Beifeng also lay down to rest. He couldn't eat too much at one time, so Beifeng decided to slowly eat one of them thoroughly before looking at the other.

Early the next morning, Xuan Si brought someone over, and with him came a cartload of ten bottles of dicyanoacetylene!
Beifeng asked Xuan Si to move the things into the yard, and did not try alchemy rashly. If he started alchemy now, it would only be a result, failure!

Only after you have learned to walk can you start running!

Now Beifeng belongs to those who have not yet learned how to walk in the alchemy division. If he starts to make alchemy now, it will only be a waste of materials.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi stood outside the house, knocking lightly.

"Squeak!"

"Who are you looking for?"

An old man in his fifties opened the door and looked at Qin Yi warily.

"Old man, I'm looking for Beifeng."

Qin Yi asked politely.

"Beifeng? I don't know you. You have found the wrong person. The old man and I are the only ones here, and there is no one else!"

After speaking, the door was closed, leaving Qin Yi standing at the door of the old house with a dazed expression on his face. Could it be that I opened it in the wrong way? !

(End of this chapter)