Red moon, Silver Snake Island.
In the alchemy room, Wang Qingqi is teaching Wang Tianbao to alchemy.
Wang Qingqi''s life is less than five years. In recent years, under his careful guidance, Wang Tianbao has been able to refine the building base pill, but the success rate is not high, so Wang Qingqi needs more guidance.
Wang Qingqi has little time and is willing to give more advice to his younger generation.
"Tianbao, you should practice more. The family will depend on you in the future."
Wang Qingqi''s meaningful advice, turbid eyes staring at the red flame under the alchemy furnace, all kinds of the past in my mind.
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in a quiet courtyard, a family of three is having dinner.
"Qingqi, this is a Qi refining pill. It''s good for your cultivation. Take it! You have to work hard. If the alchemists in our family don''t have a high level of alchemy, they can also refine Qi refining pills, which are low-level pills. They can only buy pills with more than six levels of Qi refining. "
A middle-aged man in his early 40s took out a blue porcelain vase and handed it to a seven-year-old boy.
Wang Qingqi asked curiously, "Dad, why don''t we train more alchemists in our family?"
"Refining utensils is the foundation of our family, and the treatment of refining utensils is relatively rich. There is no inheritance of alchemy, and there is no famous teacher''s guidance. In recent years, there have been many wars. Puppet animals are more useful than pills. We can''t compete with other forces in the first-order pills. The patriarch has many sales channels, and there are more orders..."
the middle-aged man coughed before he finished his words, He looks a little pale.
"Dad, are you ok! Go and take the Qi Yuan pill
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "no, it''s an old problem. Qiyuan pill is too expensive. If you buy a bottle of Qiyuan pill, you can buy ten bottles of Qiyuan pill for you. Dad has no hope in his life. You have to work hard and go further than dad."
"I know, Dad. I''ll try my best to practice. In the future, I''ll become an alchemist. I''ll make a lot of Qiyuan pills for Dad and let him take Qiyuan pills every day."
Wang Qingqi showed a firm expression on his tender face.
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in the hall, Wang Changsheng is talking to Wang Qingqi.
"Qingqi, we can''t go far without an alchemist in our family. You decided to become an alchemist when you were young. Uncle Jiu entrusted you with multiple relationships and asked you to learn alchemy from the second alchemist of Bailing gate. You should work hard. I will take care of your parents."
"Uncle Jiu, I will study alchemy hard. When I come back from my study, I will help my family to make pills. We don''t have to buy pills from other forces."
Wang Qingqi said seriously.
Wang Changsheng said with a smile, "well, I hope you don''t forget your original intention and remember what you said today."
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bailing gate, alchemy hall.
An old man in a red Taoist robe sat on the main seat, and a dozen alchemy boys stood in front of the old man with a nervous look.
"Tell me, why do you want to learn alchemy?"
Red robed old man''s eyes swept five people, casually asked.
"Alchemists are popular. They have a good future in the future."
"If you learn to alchemy, you can earn a lot of spirit stones, which is helpful to the path of Tao."
"My father said that alchemists are more popular. Let me learn a skill so that I can go further in the fairyland."
"Alchemists are respected."
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Wang Qingqi thought about it and said, "there is no second-order alchemist in our family. Alchemy is the weakness of our family. I want to be a second-order alchemist, so that my relatives don''t have to pay high prices to buy pills from other forces."
Hearing this, the old man in red robe was surprised and asked, "what''s your name?"
"Wang Qingqi."
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in a secret room, Lu Zhong is chatting with Wang Qingqi.
"Qingqi, your alchemy talent is good. You can just stay in the bailing gate and become a disciple of our bailing gate. You can also help your relatives alchemy, but first you have to help zongmen alchemy. Our bailing gate has a lot of second-order alchemy prescriptions and many second-order alchemy masters, which is not comparable to your royal family."
Lu Zhong''s tone is full of temptation.
Without hesitation, Wang Qingqi shook his head and refused. He said with a straight face, "master, the family has spent a lot of spirit stones and sent me to master to learn alchemy. Now that I have learned something, I should return to the family and contribute to the development of the family. My relatives are waiting for me to go back."
Lu Zhong sighed and said, "in that case, go back! If you change your mind, you can come back at any time. As a teacher, I want to remind you that it''s very difficult for you to be promoted to the second level alchemist by yourself, and you can''t go far in the way of alchemy. "
Wang Qingqi calmly smile, seriously said: "I am Qinglian Wang''s son, since as my family service, no family, there is no me, today, master do not have to persuade me."
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in a teahouse, more than 20 alchemists gathered to exchange their alchemy experience.
All of a sudden, a slight sound of footsteps sounded, and a young man came up."Eh, this Taoist friend is a little familiar. Li Daoyou, this is ····"
"I''m wang Qingqi, the son of Wang family in Qinglian mountain."
"The king''s family of Qinglian mountain? Does the Wang family have a second level alchemist? Never heard of it. "
Wang Qingqi frowned slightly and swore in his heart that he would cultivate more second-class alchemists.
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in Qinglian mountain, Wang Qingqi comes out of the lingyao garden, and several people from the foundation period walk in front of him.
"Did you hear that? The price of Ziyu pill has gone up again. Last month, it was still 30 pieces of spirit stone. Now it''s 40 pieces of spirit stone. It''s really black. "
"What''s the way? Ziyu pill is a second-order pill. After years of war, the price has gone up. Our family can''t refine Ziyu pill. We can only buy it with other forces at a high price. Ziyu pill doesn''t increase the price most. The price of Qingling powder, the antidote pill, is outrageous. It''s sold on the black market for 60 pieces of spirit stone. His grandmother''s, if only our family could refine Qingling powder 。”
"We don''t have danfang. Most danfang used in the market is in the hands of other forces. Unless Sibo develops a new danfang based on the ancient prescription, it will take too long. It won''t be successful. Forget it, it''s expensive! When it''s cheap, let''s buy more to prepare. "
After hearing this, Wang Qingqi had a bad feeling in his heart.
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"what? Fourth brother, do you want to improve danfang? Those ancient prescriptions are very old. Even if you spend a lot of time, you may not be able to develop new prescriptions. It''s a waste of time. Forget it
Wang Qingkai frowned.
Wang Qingqi said with a smile, "how can you know if you don''t have a try? There must be someone to do it. You can''t be controlled by others everywhere! Now that I''ve done it, our descendants will be more relaxed. You can agree, master! "
Wang Qingkai sighed and said, "OK! You draw up a list. I''ll order you to let the people collect the elixir you want. Don''t delay your self-cultivation. Cultivation is the foundation. "
"I see. This is the list. Send someone to collect all the elixirs."
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"fourth uncle, fourth uncle, what do you think of the quality of this building base pill?"
A familiar man''s voice brings Wang Qingqi back to reality.
Wang Tianbao is holding a foundation building pill in his hand and looks excited.
Wang Qingqi looked at it carefully, nodded his head with satisfaction, and praised: "yes, Tianbao, my uncle won''t live long. In the future, you will be responsible for refining and building the foundation for the family. If you become a third-class alchemist in the future, remember to go to my grave and tell me."
Hearing this, Wang Tianbao''s nose is a little sour. Looking at Wang Qingqi with white hair, Wang Tianbao is full of respect.
In front of him, the old man held up the family''s Alchemy and delayed his self-cultivation.
A rapid sharp sound suddenly rang out. Wang Tianbao quickly took out a message disk and put in a formula. A man''s voice full of dignity suddenly rang out: "Tianbao, I''m your ninth uncle. I''m outside the alchemy room. Open the door."
Wang Tianbao was a little stunned and did not dare to neglect. He immediately opened the door of the alchemy room and saw Wang Changsheng standing at the door.
"Tianbao, it''s none of your business. Go down! I have something to say to Qingqi. "
Wang Tianbao answered and turned to leave.
"Qingqi, what do you think this is?"
With a smile, Wang Changsheng took out a light blue wooden box and opened it. There was a light blue kiwi fruit in it, which gave off a strange fragrance. There were some golden lines on the surface of the fruit.
"Uncle Jiu, is this shouyuanguo?"
Wang Qingqi took a deep breath and was surprised.
"Qingqi, if you take this fruit of Shouyuan, you can grow Shouyuan for a hundred years. You still have a chance to attack jiedan period. You have worked hard these years."
After hearing this, Wang Qingqi''s eyes turned red and choked: "Ninth uncle ····"
he thought that the road was hopeless, but he was happy.