Mr. Ziyu is a long-standing figure in Xuanmen. He is outstanding in terms of cultivation and reputation. Of course, he cannot compare with the three masters. He does not have a glimpse of Wuming. People with a little knowledge have heard of this name. Wang Hao has never heard of it because he is ignorant.

This person is as obsessed with mixed learning as a little doctor, especially Qihuang's technique. It is not surprising that Zhuo Yue refines medicine to save people, so he is famous for his own reputation. Mr. Ziyu only likes to refine medicine, but never saves people. In addition, his sect is also worth mentioning. Although the reputation of Yunlan Taoism is not well-known, it is also a first-class sect in Xuanmen, which is one level higher than Binglan Water Pavilion.

The rules of Xuanmen are that you cannot use swords when you visit someone else's sect. When Mr. Ziyu is still on the way, Zhuo Yue first illiterate him.

"I like the technique of Qihuang but never save people." Wang Haohao disagreed with this person's bad habits. However, when he saw Zhuo Yue wearing a veil, he felt much more comfortable.

"Don't you never help others?" Xingyu murmured in a low voice

Sweat, alchemy and medical skills are completely different things. Who told you to practice the truth? Why should people work hard to go through the Nascent Soul stage? You can get over it by swallowing a pill? Alchemy is a big gamble. If you want to bet, you have to get chips. Of course you are happy if you win, and you can’t blame others if you lose. Since it’s a gambling, what’s the reason for an alchemist to do it for nothing? What’s the point of a doctor not curing the disease to save people? It’s fun to study it yourself? If you can’t afford to pay, you can die?

Considering that the head of Binglan Water Pavilion was also present, Wang Hao swallowed the words he rushed to his mouth.

The legendary Mr. Ziyu has already stood in front of him. He is indeed very handsome, with a gentle temperament, a slender body with a long blue cloth gown, and his shoulder-length hair looks elegant and unrestrained. Basically, the words used by the ancients to describe Song Yu and Pan An were very suitable for him to put them on him.

This guy must have put in a lot of effort when he was through the tribulation. Wang Hao believed that it was common to reshape his appearance when he was through the tribulation. Fatty people have seen many masters, so they are not superstitious about masters. They can look at them objectively. If this face is pure and natural, then it is unreasonable.

Mr. Ziyu was also surprised when he saw Xingyu. He racked his brains and couldn't think of such a person. It's no wonder that although the name of Xingyu Fairy is very famous, it has only risen for less than two years. It was only a flash in the Kunlun Festival. Except for those who attended the event, others only heard some rumors.

As the master, Zhuo Yue introduced it to everyone with a smile

"It turns out to be Fairy Xingyu. It's true that she is as famous as her name. She has lived up to the reputation of the fairy. He heard that the fairy used fire control techniques to defeat the Fire Cultivator. I wonder if the rumors are true?" After all, it was a rumor. Mr. Ziyu was originally skeptical. At this moment, he found that Xingyu's cultivation level was not yet in the Nascent Soul stage, so he became suspicious.

This is Sister Zhuo’s secret lover? Xingyu compared the handsome old man in front of him with the master. No matter how he compared him, the master was superior and was pushed twice by Zhuo Yue before he woke up. But he still whispered. It turned out that she didn’t hear what others were asking at all?

The fat man was sweating wildly. Shouldn’t he be stupid when he saw the handsome guy? However, Xingyu quickly confirmed his innocence, ignored Ziyu’s inquiry, and asked curiously: “How did you and Sister Zhuo meet?”

In the laughable and crying smiles of everyone, even though Ziyu lived for hundreds of years, his pretty face still rose up with pink. Indeed, he admired the talent of Xiaoyixian, and Feifen thought that this was true. Although he had known Zhuo Yue for a long time, he was limited to the exchange of medicine and the number of times he met was limited. So far, he had never even seen Zhuo Yue's vacuum. The tone of Xingyu was like his sister-in-law tortured his brother-in-law. Isn't this embarrassing?

After all, he has lived for hundreds of years, and there is nothing to lose face. Although he is a little embarrassed, Ziyu still revealed the acquaintance between the two.

No wonder he was embarrassed. Although Ziyu was addicted to refining medicine at that time, he was not famous because he never saved people. Instead, he was not as good as Zhuo Yue, who came from behind. At that time, Ziyu heard that Xiaoyi was the one who wanted to make friends on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was a little suspicious. He suspected that Xuanmen was over-sighted by Xiaoyixian, so he found more than a dozen people, and then asked them to come to Binglanshui Pavilion to seek medical treatment in order to test Zhuo Yue's ability.

Of course, Zhuo Yue's medical skills conquered him. Not only that, the name of Xiaoyixian became more popular since then, and Mr. Ziyu took the initiative to apologize and put forward the idea of ​​making friends. Zhuo Yue also hoped that there would be a like-minded person who could talk, but he didn't want to get too close to him, so he only exchanged his experiences on refining medicine, but refused to make friends. After a while, he formed the relationship today.

At first, Mr. Ziyu was a little dissatisfied and thought that Xiaoyi was arrogant because of her talent. However, after getting along for a long time, he could find that she was not that kind of person, and he also understood her hardships.

Xiaoyixian is not arrogant, but is indifferent and is in the focus of attention. She doesn't want to get too close to anyone, and she doesn't want any scandals to spread.

From beginning to end, he took the initiative to approach Zhuo Yue, but Zhuo Yue kept a distance carefully. It was far less natural than getting to know Wang Hao. Everything was natural. Even if she took the initiative to approach Wang Hao, if Ziyu knew, she might go crazy on the spot.

With a red face, Mr. Ziyu asked the previous question again

"Yes, I did defeat Huo Xiu with fire control. Everyone who participated in the Kunlun Festival saw it. What's wrong?" Xingyu said indifferently.

Ziyu's surprised expression was thick, "Shi Jing, Shi Jing didn't expect that the fairy is really a master of fire control. I wonder if the fairy has refining medicine? If so, then it would be twice the result with half the effort."

Refining medicines and alchemy, both use fire. In addition to understanding and applying medicinal materials, the following is to control the heat. Xiaoyixian was originally pure water attributes, and was not good at controlling fire, but could find a different approach and come up with a method of cold refining. It is also considered that the genius Mr. Yu was stuck in this bottleneck and still cannot break through. He also considered asking someone for advice. However, considering his identity and the face of the master, he gave up the Xuanmen's practice method, not to mention the unique skills of controlling fire. Who would tell others? Therefore, when Ziyu heard that Xingyu was a master of controlling fire, his eyes immediately shone, but he did not ask for advice.

Xingyu was born in a family of miraculous doctors. She has been influenced by her since childhood. With Li Hu's careful teachings, her skills are no longer inferior to her father, and she has a strong interest in medicine. He immediately asked: "What is the relationship between refining medicine and controlling fire? Most of the medicines in traditional Chinese medicine are decoctions, and of course they also need to be decocted with fire, but just master the heat well, and you don't have to rise to the level of controlling fire."

Ziyu smiled indifferently and said mysteriously: "Of course, there is no need to control fire when refining medicine for ordinary people. The medicine for cultivators must control fire when refining medicine."

After all, alchemy is different. Just imagine, all kinds of Chinese herbal medicines are thrown into the furnace without even adding water. That is similar to firewood. In the blink of an eye, it turns into coke. Especially the alchemy and the need to keep life in check is always a problem that troubles alchemists. Even a real alchemist is no exception, let alone an outsider who tries by himself. It makes people laugh when thinking of Chen Linger building a huge monster in the alchemy room. Science cannot solve all the problems.

Just refine elixirs, why do you have to be mysterious? Xingyu immediately guessed what he meant, but considering that his identity could not be revealed, he had to continue to work hard to pretend to be stupid and ask him what medicine is for cultivators to refine.

Mr. Ziyu no longer conceals it and explains it to her in a tempting manner.

If you say that Mr. Ziyu is also famous for being arrogant, you can tell this by listening to his name. If it were others, he wouldn't bother to make sense. But Xingyu appeared in Binglan Water Pavilion, which was commensurate with the Zhuo Yue sisters, and was proficient in fire control and medicine. This made him look at him with a few words. He was amazed at Xingyu's medical skills and the Chinese family's medical skills. He occasionally said a few insightful opinions, and he really felt enlightened. When Shuidi's Kung Fu was able to talk to Xingyu, but the content of the communication was limited to pharmacology, and his attempts in alchemy.

These two people seemed to have forgotten that they were visiting, and there were also the head of Binglan Water Pavilion, Xiaoyixian and others next to them.

Wang Xi has never liked to study pharmacology and was not interested in the vegetarian dishes on the table. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was not aware of it, he quietly made a face to Zhuo Yue, as if saying: "You tried this way back then?" You must know that the attempts of laymen are as naive as children and mud in the eyes of alchemists.

With the head teacher and Mr. Ziyu present, Xiaoyixian could not mess with him, but pretended not to see him. When she remembered the situation when she came to Wang Hao to communicate, she couldn't help but feel hot. The fat man was originally an alchemist, so what's there to communicate? Hearing her experience, there was nothing else but funny.

"Impossible, I still can't believe it. With your cultivation level, no matter how skillful the fire control technique is, you can't defeat the fire cultivation." Mr. Ziyu suddenly raised his tone. It turned out that he had tried to control fire with true energy. He simply controlled fire with true energy. In the eyes of an outsider like him, true energy determines everything. Fire is just a decoration. As long as the true energy is strong enough, it is the same whether it is fire control or water control.

"Who said that fire control must be controlled by true energy? Don't you know that true energy can control fire, don't you?" Xingyu first summoned the original fire, and then built the foundation, so the words said were loud and loud.

"You said you don't need the true energy to control the fire?" Mr. Ziyu widened his eyes like an idiot. The degree of shock of this tone can be imagined. He not only tried to control the fire, but also knew very well about the types of fire, and even considered mourning fire. In fact, he did do that, but he still found nothing after slapping for more than ten years.

Before he finished speaking, Xingyu had summoned a ball of Xuanyin fire and pulled it into a slender line of fire. He swam around between his fingers and learned this hand from Fatty, and imitated it with a straightforward and eye-catching way. It was not difficult. The difficulty was that she did not use her true energy at all, and the fat man nodded repeatedly.

Ziyu was convinced at this time. There were many people in Xuanmen who deceived the world and robbed the world. If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, don't expect him to believe the rumors. In fact, there was nothing between him and Xiaoyixian. Every time he found a strange beast or a strange grass, or some discoveries during the alchemy, he would look for Zhuo Yue to discuss it. This time was no exception.

It is understandable, based on their knowledge, even if they get the alien herb, they know the name. They may not know how to use it. They must start with pharmacology, explore and try little by little, and the vastness of the project is unimaginable.

This time, he brought a pill, of course, a failed pill, with a strange light emitted on the surface. It was not that the luster of the pill, and it could not see the pulse of life. It was a bit dazzling, making it easy to think of the source. If you eat too much good luck, you will die. If you put it on the cultivator, it may not be fatal, but there is also the risk of constipation. However, it is indeed a smart way to use lead and mercury as a medium. Can you really use ginseng as firewood?

Although the technique is childish, the material selection is definitely real. Just as the material is taken out of the storage bracelet, the strong fragrance of medicine immediately spreads. After a rough estimate, there were at least hundreds of precious herbs mixed in it, including two or three alien herbs. Wang Hao couldn't help but feel trembling. He was so confused that he didn't know that the fire control could not be completed. Since the fire control pill cannot be condensed, how did these round ones come out? Could it be that it really came out?

Taking out a pill that failed to refine is of course the reason for the failure of research Xiaoyixian has little experience in refining alchemy. His level is similar to Mr. Ziyu. Xingyu is a half-baked person. So far, he has not even refined a pill, of course, only Wang Hao can give a correct answer. Unfortunately, Mr. Ziyu has been talking to Xingyu since he came in, completely treating the fat man as an invisible person. In addition, he has not put forward some insights himself, and has long been classified as a rookie. However, due to Xiaoyixian's face, he has barely not asked, "Who is this rookie who has just arrived in the Nascent Soul stage?"

Wang Hao seemed to realize that he was not popular. Anyway, he had no good communication with this kind of rookie. He has been waiting for his apprentice for several days, and the birds were almost fading out of his mouth. He was in a remote place and prefers vegetarian food. He must have many wild animals outside. He happened to go out to hunt some wild game to satisfy his cravings and found an excuse to slip out.

Xiao Yixian knew his idea, but smiled calmly and let him go, but he stomped his feet in his tone.

Outside the Water Pavilion is an endless sea of ​​bamboo. Two winding rivers meet again and run through it. This environment is just right for the practice of Water Pavilion. I have to say that when the site was first selected, the ancestors of Binglan Water Pavilion took great pains.

There are two things in the bamboo forest, bamboo shoots. It is not the season yet, and it does not meet Wang Hao's original intention of satisfying his cravings. Then there are only snakes. There are fishes. There are bamboos. There are snakes. With rich experience and the smell of a hunting dog, the fat man found a colorful little snake without much effort. What made him overjoyed was that an unknown small fish was found in the river. The whole body was as transparent as crystal, and the internal organs in his body were clearly visible. It also looked thick and plump, which was the best.

The environment of Binglan Water Pavilion is special, and the flowing water in the river is much colder than outside. With the energy of the Xuanbing Three Colored Stone, it is not surprising that Shennong, the former, had tasted all the herbs and refining medicine to save people. Although the fat man is not as great as his, he is willing to taste all the rare birds and beasts in the world. If he hadn't been lazy by nature, he would have written books and taught them, and he might have been passed down to future generations.

On the river bank, the fat man raised the fire on a slightly abrupt rock, and set up a small pot on it. In addition to the unknown small fish, it also added water from the river. The water from one place brews tea from another place. Longjing from West Lake can't taste that when you arrive in other places. The same is true for cooking fish.

After a moment, a faint fragrance wafted out of the pot, and the soup was still no longer turbid, and the bottom was clear.

The best Wang Hao felt ecstatic. If he hadn't read a book, his literary talent was very limited, and he might have been able to recite two lines of poetry.

Regardless of whether it is hot or dirty, I inserted my finger into the soup and dipped it out, dripped it on the tip of my tongue, and then thought for a while before carefully taking out a few grasses from the ring of the star blue. I also cherished some seasonings that only he called, and added them to the fish soup one by one. They did not throw them into the pot at one time, but tried again every time they added, and then analyzed and judged what else to add.

If the old Danwang saw this prudence and care, he would be so angry that he vomited blood. It seemed that the fat man had never tried so much when he was refining the alchemy. However, it was this persistence in materials and extraordinary talent that could create a elixir. In fact, Wang Hao never disappointed him before.

Finally, a pot of delicious fish soup was born in the hands of the fat man, but it was absolutely unique. The fat man never pursues perfection, only seeks to break through himself, especially in alchemy and cooking. He never knows what satisfaction is. Only in this way can he reach a height that others cannot reach, which is also the place where the little medical immortal appreciates him.

Bamboo forest, huge rocks, and running water not only have good soup, but also the environment is first-class. Unfortunately, there are still some shortcomings. As a good cook, I created a dish that I cooked a pot of good soup, but no one shared it. It is inevitable that there are some shortcomings.

You know, in addition to using transparent small fish unique to Binglan Water Pavilion, and adding sparse seasonings, this pot of soup is hard to come by. Maybe after drinking this time, there will be no chance to reappear in the future. Isn’t that a pity?

Having said that, there are very few people who can appreciate this soup. Apart from Zhuo Yue and Wuming, I can never think of a third one.

Wang Hao served a bowl alone, took out a wine pot and drank a few sips of wine. He was a little drunk. When he recalled the time he spent with Xiaoyixian, he smiled.

I don’t know when a pretty girl appeared in front of her, her face looked extremely cold, and she asked: “You are really deadly and you steal other people’s fish again.”

The fat man glanced at the drunken eyes. It was a very familiar face. If he looked at it from his expression, he would make a judgment without hesitation. She was Chen Ling'er, but only Chen Su'er knew about the fish stealing.
Chapter completed!