Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

In this world of cultivation, if you don't know how to make pills, then the speed of cultivation will become extremely slow. After all, pills can help cultivators quickly improve their cultivation, and in this low-level plane, it is almost impossible to buy pills.

Although Li Cheng was able to refine the most basic Qi-refining pills, he knew nothing about other higher-level pills. Therefore, Wei Xiaobao understood that if he wanted to make achievements in alchemy, he could only rely on his own unremitting efforts.

He took a deep breath and said to the system: "System, use the actuarial function to scan the Alchemy Scripture."

As the system responded, a dazzling light suddenly flashed before his eyes. A moment later, the system gave a detailed analysis result: "[The Alchemy Scripture has been scanned, 87 primary errors have been corrected, 165 intermediate errors have been corrected, and 754 advanced errors have been corrected. This version belongs to the S-level plane and cannot be upgraded.]"

Like the previous "Hanshan Fist", this is another skill book from a low-level plane that cannot be upgraded. However, for Wei Xiaobao's current cultivation, this "Dan Dao Jing" is enough to cope with it.

Since it can travel freely in the lower plane world, the question of whether to ascend to the higher plane can be considered later.

The most important thing at the moment is that Wei Xiaobao spent a full 100,000 territory points without hesitation and ordered the system to immediately perform advanced error correction operations.

Then, he spent an additional 10,000 territory points to practice the "Alchemy Sutra" to the minor success level.

At this point, Wei Xiaobao's territory value was only 1.5 points, which meant that he had returned to the state before liberation overnight, and the little money left in his hands could only be used for emergency and life-saving.

Wei Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him feel confused - the three women were surrounding him, looking at him carefully as if they were observing a rare animal, their eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

Just now, under their gaze, Wei Xiaobao's body seemed to have undergone some changes, and an invisible aura quietly emerged.

This scent makes people feel extremely friendly and comfortable, just like a spring breeze blowing across your cheek.

However, at this moment Wei Xiaobao was not aware of the changes in himself.

The three women didn't know that at this moment, a great alchemist had been quietly born.

Wei Xiaobao seemed to suddenly remember something, quickly picked up the brush on the table, and began to write on the paper without hesitation.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a complete version of "Fire Controlling Technique" appeared on the paper. This version of "Fire Controlling Technique" was not a rubbish version, but a perfect version produced by the system.

The three girls looked at Wei Xiaobao writing furiously in amazement, and a sense of shock welled up in their hearts.

Although they no longer believed that Wei Xiaobao was only capable of doing bad things such as murder, arson, fraud and deception, and knew that he could occasionally read and write, they had never seen him write so attentively before.

They opened their eyes wide, looking at this seemingly ordinary husband in disbelief, and secretly sighed in their hearts: It turns out Xiaobao is really good!

After Wei Xiaobao finished writing, he handed the manuscript to Su Quan. Su Quan took it and looked at it, and almost laughed out loud.

She stared at Xiaobao with eyes wide open, with an expression of disbelief on her face. It turned out that Wei Xiaobao's calligraphy was really not good enough, the characters were crooked and unbearable to look at.

"Xiaobao, how do you pronounce this word?" Su Quan asked, pointing at the word "guan".

"This is the key to closing the door. You can't even recognize such simple words. You are really big-breasted and brainless. It's terrible to be uneducated." Wei Xiaobao complained impatiently.

"That's not right. '关' should be written as '関'. How can you close the door if you lost it?" Su Quan retorted with a smug smile on her face.

"My dear Madam, I write in simplified Chinese." Wei Xiaobao explained helplessly.

"Simplified Chinese? Do you know it?" Su Quan turned to Shuang'er and Ling Zhao beside her and asked.

"I don't know him!" Ling Zhao shook his head and replied.

Shuang'er looked carefully at the manuscript in Su Quan's hand, then smiled and said, "The simplified characters are those typos that are missing strokes."

"Well, Sister Shuang'er is really smart!" Su Quan nodded in sudden enlightenment after hearing it.

Wei Xiaobao had a sinister look on his face, then he showed a sly smile, secretly feeling proud in his heart: "Hey, you can't blame me for this! Who made it so that no one in the world can recognize simplified Chinese characters?" He looked at Su Quan's busy figure and couldn't help feeling a little happy in his heart.

Faced with such a situation, Su Quan could only sigh helplessly, then picked up the brush and began to re-copy the exercise. Whenever she encountered a "typo" in simplified Chinese, she would immediately stop and ask Xiaobao how to pronounce the word.

After some effort, she finally copied it. According to Wei Xiaobao's request, Su Quan copied two identical exercises. One was to be given to her sister He Tishou, and the other was left to her apprentice Li Cheng. Because both of them had fire spirit roots, they could practice this exercise.

After completing the editing of "The Art of Controlling Fire", the noon bell rang leisurely, and the news from Changdeok Palace reached my ears like the wind. Butler Park sent someone back to report that the Martial Arts Alliance Conference has been transformed into a Martial Arts Conference. The preliminaries for the ring competition will be held at 2 o'clock this afternoon, the semi-finals will be decided tomorrow, and the finals will be held the day after tomorrow to determine the best in the martial arts world. The Goryeo Kingdom has prepared generous prizes for this.

The original plan to elect the leader of the martial arts world had been cancelled, and the slogans and propaganda for overthrowing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty had also been blown away by the wind.

This news disappointed many martial arts heroes and former Ming loyalists, who expressed strong dissatisfaction and indignation at Li Yun's inconsistency.

However, Wei Xiaobao was indifferent to this. He had only one goal in his mind - to kill Zheng Keshuang in the ring and find some comfort for the hatred of his master Chen Jinnan.

In the afternoon, hundreds of arenas had been set up in the square of Changdeokgung Palace, and crowds of people were surging under the arenas, making the scene extremely lively.

The rules of the competition were simple and concise. There were 100 arenas, and each one would produce a winner who would advance to the semi-finals tomorrow. The format of the preliminaries was even more straightforward. All one had to do was defend the arena until 3 p.m. to win and advance.

The one who presided over this competition was the old Taoist priest who was responsible for offering sacrifices to the sky in the morning. He was a master in the realm of heaven and man. It was the second time that Wei Xiaobao had witnessed such a high level of martial arts since Miyamoto Musashi.

The referees on each arena were all Taoist priests from the Zhaoge Temple. All of them were at the Grandmaster level or above, which made Wei Xiaobao have a deep respect for the martial arts background of the Goryeo Kingdom.

As soon as Wei Xiaobao stepped into the square, he released his spiritual sense and began to look for Zheng Keshuang in the crowd.

However, Zheng Keshuang seemed to have disappeared without a trace.