Universal system must die

Chapter 186, Mere drug boy, what should be the crime
The old Zhangtou sighed, but he still came.

As an old man with no background, no strength, and no courage, it is not bad to be able to live in this Classic Book Pavilion for a long time.

He didn't want to offend Tang Zhenwei, although the alchemy master behind this man doesn't care about the classics pavilion, but when he puts some eye drops on you, you don't even know what happened if you are unlucky.

But the sect's regulations are no joke, and he can't openly violate them. Looking at He Ming, he can only persuade him to give up.

"Why is this junior brother called so humble?"

"He Ming."

"Junior Brother He is a newcomer, is it the first time to choose a practice?"

"Yes."

"Then there is a teacher?"

"No."

He Ming answered truthfully.

Lao Zhangtou breathed a sigh of relief, he was no longer afraid because he had no background.

Hearing this, Tang Zhenwei became even more calm, he was just an ordinary inner disciple who didn't have a teacher.

"He Ming, come back in three days!"

"Three days later, why?"

He Ming is strange.

"Hehe, every time the exercise is used, I will apply to the sect, and I will send the same exercise again three days later."

He Ming understood that the old Zhang head was going to face Tang Zhenwei.

He was immediately displeased, and calmly said: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you want to violate the sect's regulations?"

Lao Zhangtou's face darkened. He Ming said this. He really couldn't favor Tang Zhenwei in front of many people.

"He Ming, you are wrong. I want the Fire Control Art to be useful. Tang Zhenwei just helps me get it."

"Oh, really."

He Ming's face was embarrassing, it's not that he can't wait three days later, but the two of them colluded too much to deceive others, not to mention delaying Wu Qingzi's matter, why would he stay there in the future.

"Senior brother Zhang, if you really use it, I have no objection, but if someone does it intentionally by pretending to be a public servant and helping others, I'm afraid I agree, but my real family will not agree."

"Who is the real person in your family?"

Old Zhang's heart suddenly jumped, and he had a bad feeling.

"Yuanbao Daoist Wu Qingzi..."

"What, Duobaomo... oh no, Senior Wu Qingzi?"

"Exactly."

He Ming wondered, if he heard correctly, what the hell is Duobao Mo?

"Give up, do you think the old man will be afraid if he fabricates the origin casually?"

Tang Zhenwei was afraid that the old man would hesitate, so he said hastily.

"You drug boy, you don't talk big or small. Senior brother Zhang is in charge of the second floor of the classics pavilion. He is an inner disciple of the Eight Classics. If the mere drug boy blatantly violates the sect's laws, what should he be guilty of?"

He Ming's voice was like the ringing of a bell, and it penetrated into the ears, causing everyone around to say yes.

"you……"

Tang Zhenwei didn't expect He Ming to come to this trick, his face turned red with anger, he wanted to get mad but didn't dare.

His appearance drew laughter from the bystanders, Tang Zhenwei wished he could find a gap between the world and the earth to sneak in.

"Okay, your name is He Ming, right? I remember you, hum!"

After Tang Zhenwei finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left bitterly.

The old man opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He was really at a loss, which is bad luck.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you still need the Fire Control Art? If not, can I take it?"

He Ming smiled and looked at Old Zhang's head, the other party nodded silently, quickly went through the formalities for He Ming, and asked him to leave.

The onlookers talked a lot, and watching a scene of excitement was enough for them to talk about it when they went back to chat.

Fire Control Art is a training method and a method of controlling flames. It is especially effective in controlling the temperature of the furnace fire when refining medicine.

Back in the courtyard, he didn't see Wu Qingzi, and Zhao Lele wasn't there either.

It seemed that the pipe was extremely important to Wu Qingzi, and this time he became very angry.

Shaking his head and praying for Brother Le, He Ming returned to the backyard to continue his research.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but Wu Qingzi never arranged for him to stay in a wing room after he came here for more than ten days.

He Ming didn't mention it either. Anyway, he was going to study building a bamboo house in the backyard, so he just rested in meditation, and he just happened to study fire control techniques.

There is a pool in the backyard, connected with mountain streams and waterfalls, and there are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions.

He Ming tied the diamond bamboo to stones, and soaked a hundred bamboos to the bottom of the pool for three days.

He Ming felt that time was limited, and he had to practice the fire control technique within three days.

When the exercises are performed, traces of spiritual energy are inhaled and exhaled through the mouth and nose, and flow through the eight extraordinary meridians to forge impurities in the body.

On the first day, He Mingming's sense of anger made him quickly follow the practice method of controlling fire.

The next day, more and more aura condensed in the dantian, together with the fire attribute aura absorbed daily, formed a cyclone in the dantian.

On the third day, the cyclone grew stronger and stronger until the dantian couldn't hold it, and a large amount of fire-attribute spiritual energy gathered, and it became more and more vigorous, almost expanding and exploding.

This is the peak of Qi refining in the ordinary sense, and the next step is to break the cocoon into a butterfly and achieve the foundation building state.

He Ming opened his eyes, his eyes flooded.

Spreading out his palms, urging his true qi to run, a skilled kung fu continued to run for another day.

On the fourth day, the fire-controlling exercise was launched again, and suddenly a wave of heat flowed along the meridians to the wrists.

With a sigh of relief, a cluster of red flames appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Success."

He Ming's eyes lit up, and it took him four days to practice Fire Control Jue to initially succeed. If Wu Qingzi knew about it, he might be afraid that he would be too stupid!

The original plan was three days, but it took a whole day longer to succeed. He Ming was very dissatisfied.

But he didn't know that if people knew that he had cultivated from the early stage of qi refining to the peak of qi refining in four days, and that he had just completed the fire control art, how many jaws would be shocked!

Diamond Bamboo was also soaked for four days, it's time to study it.

Taking out a piece of diamond bamboo, He Ming thought for a while and planned to make an utensil first. If successful, it would be feasible to build a bamboo house.

He took a piece of diamond bamboo of suitable thickness, wrapped a circle of cotton rope around it, and then burned it with real fire in the palm of his hand.

After more than an hour, the diamond bamboo made a slight crackling sound, and the internal structure of the bamboo was already loose.

In just one hour, the depletion of true qi is huge, fully half of the true qi is consumed.

Taking advantage of the diamond bamboo being burned and cracked, He Ming picked up the ax and chopped it down with all his strength.

Click!

The entire vajra bamboo snapped off at the sound.

It works, He Ming was pleasantly surprised.

Taking off the diamond bamboo that grows in the palm, the real fire in the palm is urged, and it burns again.

When it was about the same time, he used tools to cut it. According to my own ideas, I broke the Vajra Bamboo into a curved shape of a pipe, and used tools to expand the end into a pipe shape.

After his true energy was exhausted, he meditated and practiced, and rested by the way.

After working continuously for three days, a pipe made of Vajra Bamboo finally appeared in his hand.

He Ming made it according to the damaged nanmu pipe, and it looks more lifelike and lifelike than before.

The texture of diamond bamboo is slightly heavier than ordinary bamboo, so it is just right to make a pipe.

"Successful, the pipe can be made, and the bamboo house can be built."

He Ming breathed a sigh of relief, in his opinion, this was all the test of Senior Wu Qingzi.

He knew this method better than the ordinary book. Senior Wu Qingzi was knowledgeable and talented, and it was said that he was the elder with the most methods in the inner sect, so he naturally knew it too.

After resting for a while, he is going to officially start building the bamboo house tomorrow.

At this time, reprimands and Zhao Lele's pleading voice came from outside the door.

"Master, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

"Little bastard, you actually went to hide in that bastard's house in Songzi, don't you know that you are my father?"

"Master, I didn't expect you to be so patient and actually guarded me for six days. I was wronged!"

(End of this chapter)