Chapter 159 Going to Xinglin Hall (19)

In the Xinglin hall, the boundless apricot forest, and in a pavilion facing the water, Zhou Jue held a teacup in his hand, staring at the clear spring in front of him in a daze. A few yellow leaves are falling, indicating that the footsteps of autumn are gradually approaching.

The apricot forests all over the mountain are no longer verdant, most of the leaves are dark green, but many are yellow, even withered yellow and burnt red.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and many withered yellow and red leaves danced lightly.

The sound of light footsteps awakened Zhou Jue. He didn't need to turn his head, and the Yuanshen in the Nascent Soul stage saw his sister walking tiptoe, holding a bunch of foxtail in her hand, with a mischievous smile on her face.

Zhou Xueyao approached, approached, and suddenly yelled behind Zhou Jue's ear, "Brother!"

Zhou Jue was startled, and turned to stare at Zhou Xueyao.

Zhou Xueyao jumped away with a smile, and waved the foxtail in her hand: "I knew I must have found out. But you were still taken aback by me! Hmph!"

Zhou Jue smiled helplessly, "Didn't you say you want to study your medical skills? What are you doing here?"

Zhou Xueyao pouted: "I see that my brother has been in a daze for the past few days, so I came to see you. Would you like to care about you?"

"Hehe..." Zhou Jue sat down, "It's nothing, just going over what happened during this period of time."

"Hehe!" Zhou Xueyao imitated Zhou Jue's tone, "Brother, as long as you say these two words, it means that you are perfunctory!"

The smile on Zhou Jue's face was a little stiff, and he slowly poured himself a cup of tea, "I knew I couldn't hide it from my little sister. Little sister, what do you think of Zhang Hao?"

"How about what?" Zhou Xueyao's expression was a little surprised, and a little bit flustered.

A triumphant smile appeared on Zhou Jue's face: "Little girl, what's wrong with you? I just want to ask, what's your opinion of Zhang Hao. This Zhang Hao makes me feel extraordinary. And the Zhang family's The situation also left me with a lot of doubts.”

"Tell me about it~" Zhou Xueyao was lying on the table, her chin was propped up with her hands, her eyes were squeezed a little slender, showing a little bit of cunning.

Zhou Jue nodded next Zhou Xueyao's brows: "You. Have you noticed that the Zhang family calls craftsmen workers, and the Zhang family's workers are different from other families in terms of clothing, spirit, and even cultivation? .

Although the workers of the Zhang family were wearing shabby clothes outside, their inside clothes were very clean. I even saw many of them wearing high-quality cotton cloth and exquisite silk inside.

And all the workers have red faces, smiles on their faces, and their heads are held up.

Then there is the cultivation base, the craftsmen of the general family, the cultivation base is three levels of refining Qi, and it is rare to exceed the sixth level; but the Zhang family's workers are mostly four or five levels, many of the sixth level, and even more than the seventh level. few.

The most important thing is, have you noticed Huang Mingshan, Hou Shangzhuo and others, these people... are not simple! I think behind such a change in the Zhang family, the role of these people is probably indispensable. "

Zhou Xueyao blinked: "I also discovered something about Zhang Hao. He has an extraordinary understanding of medicine, or more precisely, of the human body."

With that said, Zhou Xueyao gave a rough overview of Zhang Hao's things about the human body.

After hearing this, Zhou Jue said slowly, "This Zhang Hao has a lot of secrets."

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But in the Zhang family, Zhang Hao was listening to Huang Mingshan explaining the new burner.

The burner is ingeniously designed. The fuel injection pipe will pass through the low-temperature area of ​​the flame to complete the heating. Finally, it will be blessed by the flame array, and the aura in it will be stimulated together to form a purple-golden flame.

The temperature of the flame is very high. Huang Mingshan took an iron bar to experiment, and the iron bar quickly became red hot and softened; after about ten seconds, it completely melted.

"The temperature is at least 3,000 degrees!" Huang Mingshan said with certainty, "This kind of flame is enough to melt an ordinary alchemy furnace. I think it is enough to refine an ordinary Peiyuan pill."

"Don't think about it, it's useless! You prepare this burner, and I'll show it to senior brother Feng Zhiling to see if it can be used for alchemy."

"Okay!" Huang Mingshan turned off the flame, and when it cooled down, he immediately packed it into a small box.

Zhang Hao looked at it and nodded appreciatively. Putting this set of equipment in a box is very convenient for storage, use and transportation. The research and development capabilities of Huang Mingshan and others have become more and more detailed.

Zhang Hao took this device to Feng Zhiling for inspection, Feng Zhiling used it for a while, and gave some advice: "This kind of flame is very good, almost has the strength and effect of the flame produced by ordinary demon pills. But... the aura is a bit mixed , such flames can be used to refine low-level magic tools, but they can't make pills."

After finishing speaking, Senior Brother Feng stuffed this set of equipment into his storage ring.

Zhang Hao: ... shameless brother!

Zhang Hao returned to Huang Mingshan with a dark face, feeling a little sorry for Huang Mingshan.

Unexpectedly, Huang Mingshan took out another one from under the table, "I thought about it a long time ago, this thing must be tested by Feng Zhiling, so I made two. The one just now was rough. "

Zhang Hao: ...

Feng Zhiling, oh Feng Zhiling, the face of Xuanzhen Sect has been thrown into the stinky ditch by you!

Knowing the reason, Huang Mingshan and others will test and improve it themselves. The aura is chaotic because the classification of refining products is not detailed enough.

Huang Mingshan and others now have enough physical knowledge and experience to start trying new fuels immediately.

For some time, Huang Mingshan and others have been studying the distillation of petroleum. It is now possible to distill a relatively pure liquid.

This liquid was re-distilled from the previously named 'top-grade fuel oil'. It was as clear as water, but very light, and because it contained a large amount of relatively pure aura, it exuded a clear aura.

Huang Mingshan and others named it "naphtha".

Hearing this name, Zhang Hao was a little surprised—how do you know the name naphtha?

Huang Mingshan was still laughing: "At the time of naming, we still wanted to name it as spirit oil, jade oil, etc., but Chen Feng said that this new oil product seemed to squeeze out the brains of Lingshi. Call it naphtha.

When we heard the name was good. So it's called naphtha. "

Zhang Hao: ...

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The time is inadvertently seven or eight days. During these seven or eight days, the Zhang family is very busy. The most important thing is to produce brand new burners and refine a large amount of naphtha.

After Feng Zhiling's inspection, the naphtha has fully met the standard for refining Peiyuandan. Most of the pills used in the Qi refining period, including Peiyuan Pill, Xiaoling Yuan Pill, Yangqi Pill, and Buqi Pill, can be refined with this new flame.

Even middle-grade and low-grade magical artifacts can be refined with such flames.

"It can almost exert more than 80% of its medicinal properties and spiritual materials, which is already comparable to ordinary demon pill flames."

"The senior brother thinks, what is the appropriate price?"

"Ordinary foundation-building period demon pills cost 500 spirit stones, and they can last for two days. So, you can decide the price yourself."

As he said that, Senior Brother Feng Zhiling tidied up the burner naturally, stuffed it into his storage ring, and took a bucket of naphtha beside him by the way. When senior brother Feng did these things, he didn't feel jerky at all, it was quite natural.

The corners of Zhang Hao's mouth twitched, but he turned his head and said to Huang Mingshan and the others: "Clean up, I'm leaving at noon. Head to Xinglin Hall. Huang Mingshan, you follow."

"Yes!" Huang Mingshan was overjoyed, his voice resonant. This young man who only dared to sit on half of the chair when he saw Zhang Hao had learned to hold his head high.

(This week's recommended tickets are expected to top 7000, get rid of everyone, Tianya will roll first~)