Abandoned son to become god

He pulled the quilt back to cover his face, planning to think of other things to divert his attention, such as explaining the content of tomorrow's study.

Suddenly, he sat up abruptly, with a sly smile on his lips, grabbed the quilt and jade pillow, turned over and got out of bed, opened the door and ran towards the main hall, pulling on the pedals of his shoes.

At this time, it was snowing lightly in the sky, and there were melted water stains all over the corridor, Shen Qi accidentally fell, his butt hit the ground, his flesh trembling with pain.

He grinned and rubbed a few times, then patted his buttocks and picked up the snow-wet quilt, and walked carefully and quickly to the door of the bedroom where Zong Heng was resting.

Shen Qi coughed a few times, cleared his throat and shouted: "Master, I have something to tell you."

Zong Heng's cold voice came from inside the room, "If there is something important, we can discuss it tomorrow."

"No way, Master, it will be late tomorrow, or..." Shen Qi covered his mouth with a smirk and said, "Master is shy about admitting that the apprentice is your treasure?"

There was a loud "boom" from inside, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Shen Qi patted the door even more vigorously, "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you wrestling shyly?" After speaking, he peeled the crack of the door and looked in from the outside.

Suddenly the door was opened, Shen Qi slammed forward, caught him with a moon white bamboo pattern sleeve, and said in a low tone: "Outcast, why are you always so frizzy?"

Shen Qi grabbed the sleeve in front of him, looked up at Zong Heng's face that was still cold and indifferent, but with a hint of helplessness, and said with a smile: "Because Master will take care of me!"

That incomparably trusting look made Zong Heng's eyes dim, and he couldn't say the admonition in his throat, he looked at Shen Qi silently, there seemed to be thousands of emotions in his eyes, but also seemed to be nothing, dark and deep.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, Shen Qi swallowed his saliva, a little afraid of Zong Heng exuding such a cold air, he couldn't help but lower his head to avoid the compelling sight, revealing his fragile and delicate neck, as if it could be easily broken with just a little force .

Zong Heng's eyes were deep, and his fingertips covered the back of Shen Qi's neck, which was icy cold. Looking at his hands and feet, his hands and feet were already blue from the cold, and his small face was pale. Zong Heng's heart was boiling with anger, and he was suddenly supported by An.

He frowned slightly, bent down and picked up Shen Qi, who looked like a quail, and put him on the bed in the dormitory, wrapped him tightly with the quilt, only showing a slightly timid little face.

Shen Qi blinked his bright eyes, staring straight at the moon-white curtain, without saying a word.

Then he felt the cold quilt warm up a little bit. He turned his head and saw Zong Hengzheng warming the quilt for him with a serious expression. That serious appearance made Shen Qiben a little panicky, and he returned to the distance all of a sudden. Then I started looking for something.

So he licked his mouth, and just about to speak, a slender finger like white jade pressed his lips, and the owner of the finger threatened: "I can only talk about things."

Shen Qi swallowed, suppressed the heart that was ready to move and wanted to die, nodded, and when Zong Heng withdrew his hand, he said: "Master, I don't plan to go to class anymore for spells, I want to learn something else." Yes, what does Master think?"

Zong Heng thought for a long time and said: "It is better to be good at one skill than to be broad but not proficient. However, if you can master it comprehensively, it will be a great way to practice."

Shen Qi smiled and said: "I don't plan to learn all of them, I just want to learn the same thing again, Master, please listen to my analysis, my current magic weapon six dice can only be used as a protective magic weapon, and it is difficult to fight against others. For this reason, I I have to cultivate my own attack technique, that is the spell, after I have completed the attack and defense, I will have a fighting posture when I encounter a strong enemy, but it cannot be said that I will not be injured, so I still have a means of healing myself, that is the elixir, Furthermore, cultivation also requires money, if I become a top alchemist, the money will flow in!"

Seeing his eyes shining brightly, Zong Heng raised the corners of his lips a little, and said with a half-smile: "Just think about it."

"That is." Shen Qisha said seriously: "It's safer to keep my life in my own hands."

Zong Heng lifted a corner of the quilt, saw that Shen Ai's feet had returned to blood, and said, "Okay, you can sleep." After speaking, he covered the quilt and lay down on his side.

Shen Qi's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked at his unparalleled handsome face in disbelief, and suddenly approached, he didn't dare to breathe, and hurriedly covered his mouth to block the breath that was entangled with Zong Heng, and stammered and asked: " Master, master, why did you come up here? You can’t be a fake, right?!”

Zong Heng directly covered Shen Qi's trembling eyes with his palm, and said in a deep voice, "Noisy."

For a while, everything was quiet, only the sound of a violently beating heartbeat was heard.

When Shen Qi woke up the next day, Zong Heng had disappeared, but Shen Qi was still very satisfied with yesterday's situation.

Smiling like a bird being released into the air, he came to the talisman hall happily, and after explaining the situation to the elder, he followed the elder through the arch and walked into the pill hall. Eyes, the owner of the eyes is elegant and handsome, and even waved his hand to greet him.

At that moment, all the disciples looked over, and the fourth elder who was the first to give a lecture also walked down with a full-term belly, and walked to the side with the first elder to talk about the transfer school.

The other disciples began to whisper, and every time they said a word, they had to look at Shen Qi, and their eyes were full of malice.

The joyful emotions dissipated in an instant, but he still smiled with his eyes crooked, not paying attention to these malicious gazes.

After a cup of tea, the First Elder left, and the Fourth Elder walked over slowly, stroking his big belly, and said, "Today, you are studying in the Pill Hall, and you are sitting next to Wei Qingran, do you have any objections?"

Shen Qi bowed his hands and replied respectfully: "I have no objection."

Fourth Elder Maitreya smiled like a Buddha, then returned to his seat and prepared to continue.

Shen Qi followed behind, sitting next to Wei Qingran, with his back straight, and listened to the four elders who said: "The elixir is the essence of heaven and earth, and the essence of all things. It is melted into a pill, tempered in fire, So if you want to become an excellent alchemist, you must learn to control fire."

After finishing speaking, the fourth elder took out a spirit-gathering grass and a small palm-sized stove from the storage ring, and placed them on both sides of the table.

He said: "The first step in alchemy is to understand some functions and characteristics of alchemy materials. For example, this spirit-gathering grass is born by absorbing the splendor of the sun and the moon, and grows in severe cold places, so the fire you use for alchemy cannot If it is too big, the burning time should not be too long, otherwise it will destroy the essence of the Spirit Gathering Grass, therefore, you must grasp the timing and use the big fire for the last time to quickly burn the Spirit Gathering Grass and refine it into a Spirit Gathering Pill."

After speaking, a small fire ignited in his left palm, and he put the stove on the fire first, and after burning a cup of tea, he put the spirit-gathering grass into it.

And the fire was still burning for a stick of incense, and it suddenly rose up to envelop the entire stove. A crystal bead slowly rose from the stove, and was hooked by the fourth elder with a spoon, and it was released. Into the porcelain bottle.

The Fourth Elder corked the bottle and said, "Okay, you can start now."

All the disciples did the same, but the fire element was the most domineering element among the five elements, and it was difficult to control, so the sound of the explosion was ups and downs. Wei Qingran, on the other hand, practiced a bottle in a calm and unhurried manner. superior.

The Fourth Elder sniffed it, the meat of his laugh was shaking, and said: "That's right, the Fourth Grade Gathering Spirit Pill."

There was an uproar, one must know that pills are also divided into grades, the first grade is the lowest grade, and the divine grade is the highest grade.

Pills of the fourth rank and above can improve the cultivation level in a short period of time, and the pills of the fifth rank can restore physical strength and quickly heal wounds. Yao Lingzhi is comparable to human beings, it can transform into human or animal form, and help the owner escape a catastrophe, but when refining alchemy, there may be seven mysterious sky thunders, so there is no one in a million, and then there are eighth to tenth level pills, No one has ever made it, so there is no information to learn from.

And if you want to refine the elixir of the fourth grade or above, the materials required are quite harsh. Not only that, sometimes even if the materials are complete, the fire element cannot be controlled well.

Therefore, like Wei Qingran, refining the first-grade spirit-gathering grass into a fourth-grade spirit-gathering pill is already an act of genius, and mortals can only express their admiration and admiration.

Therefore, all the disciples put down their things one after another, and rushed to congratulate Wei Qingran. Wei Qingran also raised the corners of his lips in a timely manner, expressing modesty and modesty, but his eyes passed through the crowded crowd and fell to Shen Wei. abandoned body.

I saw that he was focused on controlling the flame in his hand, carefully preventing the pill furnace from exploding, and didn't notice the grand occasion on Wei Qingran's side, which made Wei Qingran's smile less.

When the sun was setting, Shen Qi was not discouraged even after harvesting a table of elixir that was blown up, and related experience in alchemy.

On the other hand, Wei Qingran said from the side: "Friend Shen, do you need me to teach you a little trick?" His smile was gentle and harmless, it was really hard for people to feel malicious.

But Shen Qi declined politely. What he needed more now was to accumulate the knowledge he had learned, so as soon as he returned to Wuliang Palace, he practiced spells for an hour in the Peach Blossom Forest, and then began to practice alchemy in the courtyard.

Hearing Zong Heng approaching, he said without turning his head: "Master, you don't need to persuade me. I'm afraid that the house will blow up after entering. It's better to stay outside." After speaking, he blew up a medicine stove.

Shen Qi wiped his face and continued to make alchemy.

He has poor foundation and low cultivation base, so he has to practice over and over again.

Therefore, after ten days, Shen Qi was finally able to practice the fourth-grade Spirit Gathering Pill. Although the success rate was not high, it had already reached his expectations. As long as he consolidated in the future, it is not impossible for him to be the first in the trial. think.

At this time, there are still five days left before the entrance trial, so the martial arts school simply suspends the school, so that all the students can take a good rest and recharge their batteries in these few days.

Shen Qi couldn't deny it, he just stepped up his practice and waited for the entrance test.