Volume 6 Famous Immortal Road of the Nine Mountains Chapter 902: Fang Family Alchemy

The Great Elder did not think that he had underestimated Meng Hao, but after all... he still underestimated him.

In the eyes of the Great Elder, Meng Hao is just a junior. Even if he has a good mind, he is still just a junior.

He didn't expect that Meng Hao had been a cultivator of years, and he didn't expect that Meng Hao's persistence and madness could actually find those clues from the massive family history in more than half a month, and piece together the A truth!

These two Nirvana Fruits indeed belonged to a generation of ancestors. They were once the most precious treasures in the family, but when one after another clan members died violently during the fusion, this item gradually became taboo.

Until 30,000 years ago, the family sealed the news and left these two Nirvana fruits in the ancestral treasure tower for a long time. Even though they were the possessions of the ancestors, they had no value or use at all.

Nowadays, there may be a few tribesmen who know that their ancestors once left a nirvana fruit, but those who still remember that this fruit can cause death are extremely rare.

Even Meng Hao's father didn't know about this.

And if Meng Hao hadn't had doubts first, and if it hadn't been for the law of time to determine the time of Nirvana, he wouldn't have found those trivial and unremarkable clues even in his family's history.

"So, is the Nirvana Fruit that truly belongs to me... or is it gone?" Meng Hao was silent, looking at the jade box in front of him with confusion. Before the Great Elder returned it in public, Meng Hao understood that in everyone's eyes, , I have taken back what belongs to me.

Many times, when others think something is true, it is clearly false. But it also comes true. It cannot be changed.

There was silence for a long time. Meng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed, and he looked at the two Nirvana Fruits in the jade box, his eyes slowly shining with light.

"In terms of value, these two ancestors' nirvana fruits are of greater value... Among the clues, there are some descriptions of tribesmen who died suddenly before, and they became mummies. It was as if their life had been sucked away."

"It can be seen that there are two Nirvana fruits. It is not what the great elder said. Only some spiritual liquid can be used to revive. Even if the recovery is short-lived, if they merge in that short-lived recovery, they will definitely die.

Because their true state is still shriveled up, unless... they can be completely revived. Perhaps...this is the key to integration. "

"And there must be some tribesmen who have thought of this, but have not succeeded yet. Either my idea is still wrong, or... the amount of spiritual liquid required to revive these two Nirvana Fruits is impossible. Things accomplished!”

"can not complete,

There are two more points. One is that even the Fang family... feels that the consumption is terrible, so they feel that it cannot be completed. Another point is that there are not enough herbs. After all, the vegetation is not endless. When the substitutes cannot keep up with the consumption, naturally it cannot be completed.

Compared to the first point, I believe that it is the second reason that causes these two nirvana fruits to always be shriveled. Meng Hao's eyes flashed and he touched the storage bag. There was a bronze mirror inside.

"Perhaps, I can really revive these two Nirvana Fruits!" Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, and a strange light appeared in his eyes, but then he felt heartbroken for the Spiritual Stone, and he gritted his teeth in hesitation.

"There are so many geniuses in the Ninth Mountain and Sea. We can still search for spiritual stones in the future. But if these two ancestors' Nirvana Fruits revive and are fused by me... that will be my greatest blessing in the Fang family!"

"Alchemy room!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when he lowered his head, there was expectation in his eyes.

Early the next morning, when Meng Hao walked out of the attic, Fang Xi could no longer be seen. Fang Xi thought that he was done talking, so he left, preparing to fight with the heroes.

Pijiang and Parrot, under the pretext of testing Fang Xi and supervising him personally, went with Fang Xi.

In the courtyard, there was a rare calm. Meng Hao's body swayed, turned into a rainbow, and flew straight to the family's alchemy room in his memory of these days.

The Fang family, as a large family, naturally has its own alchemy path, and has even established the Fang family’s alchemy lineage. This lineage is all members of the Fang family. No matter which branch they come from, when they get here, They all belong to the Alchemy lineage.

Outside the ancestral city, there is an area specially designated for the family's alchemy path, like a mountain gate. The mountains here are surrounded by mountains, and there are many attics everywhere, and the rays of light are like a rainbow.

There are more than 100,000 alchemists from the alchemy lineage alone, making the alchemy fragrance here condense and linger for a long time. You can always see the rainbow of alchemy energy, which is extremely gorgeous.

In the Fang family's alchemy lineage, there are strict levels of alchemy masters. Unlike the Ziyun Sect, where there are only main furnaces and purple furnaces, in the Fang family's alchemy path, alchemy masters are divided into nine levels.

The ninth level is the peak, and the first level is the initial stage. Under the alchemist, there are a huge number of medicine boys, as many as millions.

Cultivation is inseparable from elixirs, especially after the fairyland, the immortal energy cultivated in the practice is majestic, and in the ninth mountain and sea, the immortal energy is obviously not enough to support it, so it is even more necessary to use elixirs and use the power of plants and trees to condense enough Fairy spirit.

Therefore, the alchemy master has a high status. After all, not every clan member has the talent for alchemy, and especially the alchemy masters of the sixth level and above are even rarer. As for the ninth level, there is only one person in the entire Fang family who is called alchemy master. old.

The elixirs he refines are often only given to ancestors who have been in seclusion all year round.

Meng Hao turned into a rainbow and flew out of his ancestral home. He saw the Fang family's Alchemy Mountains in the distance. As soon as he approached, a terrifying formation immediately came to block him. When Meng Hao took out his identity jade token, the formation The magic flashed, seemingly confirming Meng Hao's identity, and then enveloped Meng Hao, activating the circulation of blood in Meng Hao's body. After a moment, he was let in.

As soon as he stepped in, the fragrance of elixir immediately hit him, and Meng Hao's spirits were lifted. He was familiar with this fragrance, which was the memory of Ziyun Sect. At this moment, he took a deep breath and immediately distinguished in his mind how many kinds of herbs and how many combinations were contained in this fragrance.

As for the way of elixir, even the elixir ghosts admitted that Meng Hao's elixir refining had surpassed him and reached a terrifying level.

The mountains here were filled with mountains. Meng Hao felt the breath of many alchemists, and the temperature of the earth fire made it very hot. There were many alchemists among the mountains, but more were some medicine boys wearing small coats. Just a glance, there were dozens of long rainbows shuttling in the boundless area.

"I wonder how the elixir here is..." Meng Hao's eyes showed expectation.

Obviously, the elder had made arrangements. When Meng Hao stepped into the Fang family's elixir lineage, a middle-aged man flew from a mountain in the distance. When he landed in front of Meng Hao, he looked Meng Hao up and down.

"Are you Fang Hao? Is your bloodline a thousand feet bright?" The middle-aged man was wearing a green gown with an arrogant look. There were five golden dragons embroidered on his collar, indicating that he was a fifth-level alchemist.

Meng Hao nodded.

"I really don't know what the elder is thinking. Even if your bloodline is a thousand feet bright, this is the alchemy lineage. If you want to learn to make alchemy, you can't just have a strong bloodline.

This requires you to have a talent for alchemy. Can you make alchemy?" The middle-aged man looked a little impatient and glanced at Meng Hao.

This sentence made Meng Hao hesitate for a while. The alchemy is vast, and he dared not say that he fully understood alchemy, so he spoke slowly.

"I understand a little."

"Some?" The middle-aged man showed displeasure on his face when he heard this. He secretly thought that he had been immersed in the alchemy for many years. The more he understood the alchemy, the more he felt that the alchemy was vast. He was afraid that he would not be able to explore too much even if he spent his whole life. When others asked, he did not dare to say that he understood some, but only a little.

But the young man in front of him, a genius with a brilliant reputation, dared to say that he knew something. He was obviously a person who did not understand the way of alchemy.

"How many years did you really learn to make alchemy before?" The middle-aged man looked dissatisfied and spoke coldly.

"If you say real learning, it should be more than a year..." Meng Hao hesitated again and answered.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, and he became more impatient. When he raised his right hand, he threw a storage bag to Meng Hao.

"There is the recipe of the spirit liquid pill given by the elder, and ten herbs." The middle-aged man waved his hand and gave Meng Hao another wooden sign.

"Spirit liquid is simpler than alchemy. According to the description of the pill, you can make it yourself. If you don't know how to make it, ask other medicine boys to help you make it. As for the way of alchemy, you should learn from identifying herbs first. Take this sign and go to the 7191st peak of Yaomu. Study there for about a hundred years, and then come to me." The middle-aged man turned around and walked away. After walking seven or eight steps, he paused and looked back at Meng Hao.

"Remember, the way of alchemy is vast. Don't answer so arrogantly when others ask you in the future. You have only studied for a year, and you dare to say that you know something!

In addition, even if you are very famous, you are not a genius here, but just an ordinary member of the clan. If you don't have talent, don't waste the resources of the clan here. Go back to where you came from!"

The middle-aged man scolded and turned into a long rainbow, disappearing into the distance.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly. He felt that his answer should be correct, but it caused dissatisfaction from the other party. He scanned the storage bag in his hand with his spiritual sense and took out the recipe inside. After scanning it, he found that the refining of this spiritual liquid was indeed very simple. It didn't need an alchemist, and ordinary medicine boys could do it.

It's just that the herbs needed are of high value. Meng Hao's storage bag has ten portions of spiritual liquid. In it, he saw some herbs that were very rare when he was in Nantianxing.

Especially one of the herbs, which had only three leaves, actually exuded fairy air.

"Three Immortal Leaves!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized the herb after seeing it. In his heart, he had some understanding of the foundation of the Fang family's alchemy.

"Even the Three Immortal Leaves can be exchanged. This place can be said to be a holy place for alchemy." Meng Hao's eyes lit up, and his breathing was slightly rapid. He himself was not sure how far his alchemy had reached. After all, many representative elixirs that measured the strength of alchemy were difficult to refine due to the lack of herbs.

"Let's go and see who is stronger between the Fang family's alchemy and mine!" Meng Hao shook his body, took the wooden slip, and went straight to the 7191st peak of Yaomu according to the map engraved on it. (To be continued...)

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