I am Han Sanqian

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Han Sanqian Su Yingxia!Han Xiao ignored Han Sanqian. After reading his palms for himself, he muttered and looked up at the roof, as if he was meditating. After a while, he smiled back and looked at Han Sanqian and said:" Han Sanqian, it is nothing new to make Ssangyong Ding, but how to make all kinds of materials and limits into top-level pill is the king's way in this eight-party world."

Han Sanqian nodded in confusion, and said, "Senior, I understand."

"So, do you want to master this kind of kingly art?"

Naturally, Han Sanqian wanted very much. After all, what Han Sanqian currently lacks is alchemy. This is the easiest, quickest, and crudest method for self-improvement. It is even a dream of many people in the Bafang world, but Because the threshold of materials and refining technology is too high, many people can often snoop, but cannot enter.

Otherwise, how could the various sects pay the various spiritual pills needed for cultivation as wages?This is enough to illustrate its importance.In a sense, it is even a universal currency, so the difficulty of making it is naturally very difficult.

Han Sanqian spent so much money, so he only bought some materials, but he wanted to refine them into spirit pills for repairing, Han Sanqian hadn’t thought about when he would get there, he just planned Hoard it first and make plans later.

After all, the basic technique of cultivating pill medicine is already a difficult technique. If you want to use various materials to the limit, it is even more difficult. It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that it is a kingly technique.

"Senior, I think I really want it. However, in the Octagonal world, alchemy is the most precious among the things that can be concocted by humans. How can it be just what I want." Han Sanqian smiled bitterly.

All sects, including the nihilism that Han Sanqian stayed in at the beginning, needed the medicines of the sects to dispense a fixed amount, and outsiders could not have access to the technique of alchemy, and the degree of cherishment can be imagined.

Even in some respects, the quality of alchemy is one of the necessary factors to determine the size of a school.

Therefore, the alchemist cherishes the peculiarities.

"Willing to learn." Han Xiao smiled, and then, he leaned over and rushed towards Han Sanqian. He came to Han Sanqian's face with a strong foot, grabbed Han Sanqian's hand and pulled up his sleeve. , With a stroke of his hands from the elbows, and down to the palm of his hand, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that the blue veins on his arm were suddenly straight and faintly black.

"Pill refiners, from Yin to poison, from Yang to pure, need to be fluent, crazy and persistent, and the heart is like stopping water." Han Xiao finished speaking, put down Han Sanqian's hand, two fingers on Han Sanqian's nose, ears and eyes. Suddenly, Han Sanqian suddenly burst into red light in three places.

"The technique of alchemy is about refining the various characteristics of the material and kneading it into a new characteristic. Therefore, the eyes must be diseased, the ears must be sharp, and the nose must be pointed, in order to do the best at the best moment. After I help you get through the choice, you can use the three spirits at the same time."

Then, Han Xiao suddenly turned behind Han Sanqian, with a palm in his hand, directly printed on Han Sanqian's back, Han Sanqian was like the last time, and countless pictures flashed in his mind quickly, more importantly Yes, this time, a warm force came from behind and poured into Han Sanqian's acupuncture points.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Han Xiao's whole body suddenly flew out and hit the ground several meters away. With a snorted sound, blood spurted out of his mouth.

Han Sanqian ran over anxiously and helped him up: "Senior, are you okay?"

Although Han Xiao vomited blood, he still couldn't hold back a smile: "I spend my entire life training to open up the veins of the three links, the tendons of Bailing, and you are still called senior Laozi? Han Sanqian, are you too bad Do you know what it means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao?

Hearing this, Han Sanqian was stunned. What Han Xiao did just now was to use his life's cultivation base to open up his meridians?

"Senior..." Han Sanqian was taken aback, and then said: "But Han Sanqian already has a master..."

"Why? Do you want to turn your face and not admit it?" Han Xiao suddenly drank dissatisfiedly, and shook off Han Sanqian's hand. He barely stood up, turned his back to Han Sanqian, and said, "You know this world of all directions. , How many people squeezed their heads and wanted to come into my door? But you don’t know the blessing in the blessing?

"I didn't mean that, but..."

"Anyway, whether you recognize it or not, you are my apprentice of Han Xiao." Han Xiao shouted domineeringly, and then his tone became a little slower: "A world of eight directions, there are many things to learn, and a natural worship master. That’s too much. It’s as pedantic as you. You can only recognize one master in your life. However, this can also show that you are a dedicated and dedicated person. To an outsider, I have no face to face my ancestors. Today, I apologize with death."

After speaking, Han Xiao was able to slap his forehead.

Han Sanqian rushed over, grabbed Han Xiao's hand, and said in distress, "Senior, why are you doing this? I didn't agree with you, but I have a master first. At least let me ask my master, right? "

"Don't stop me." As soon as he heard this, Han Xiao used his hands again.

"Okay, okay, Master." Han Sanqian reluctantly compromised. From a practical point of view, he did get the true biography of Han Xiao. He had to admit it to himself. From an emotional point of view, he couldn't stand aside. Watching Han Xiao commit suicide in front of him.

Hearing Han Sanqian shouting to himself, Han Xiao smiled slightly and patted Han Sanqian on the shoulder: "Don’t worry, your previous master knew that you worship me as a teacher. Not only would you not say anything, but he would be very happy. Sitting on an equal footing with me is an honor he can't ask for in his life."

"Yes." Han Sanqian nodded, the matter is over, only hope.

"Okay, Han Sanqian, from today, you will be the only disciple of my fairy island and the only descendant of my Han Xiao. Come with me." Han Xiao is obviously very happy.

Han Sanqian nodded, followed Han Xiao, and walked towards the inner hall.

When approaching the door, Han Xiao suddenly stopped, looked at Han Sanqian, smiled bitterly: "Man, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Han Sanqian was so confused by his words, why did he suddenly come to this inexplicable sentence?

Han Xiao nodded, opened the curtain, and a stronger smell came directly from inside.

Walking into the inner hall, the smell is even more pungent, and it makes people smell big. The room is pitch black. Only in the front of the room, there is a candle with a faint light. As the two of them enter, it drives the slightest The light breeze and the light of the candles jumped, making the room look strange.

"Three thousand, kneel down." Han Xiao whispered at this time.

Han Sanqian hadn't figured out what was going on at all, but the master was fatal, so he finally gave an oh, and then he knelt on the ground honestly.