The Modern Cultivation Daily of an Alchemist

Back at the hotel, Wang Dafu yawned and left the room. Seeing He Qing and Qin Gong who had just returned from outside, he asked, "Where did you go so early in the morning? You didn't take me with you either."

He Qing looked at his swollen eyes, smiled and said, "You only got up at this hour, how can we take you with you?"

Wang Dafu couldn't help blushing when he heard the words, and then muttered: "Why do you get up so early, isn't the day for the public offering not yet arrived?"

He Qing shook his head: "Didn't you say you wanted to teach Xu Zhan a lesson? As lazy as you are now, sooner or later you will be left far behind."

Speaking of this, Wang Dafu's face turned pale.

"An Ran, you're right." Wang Dafu's expression finally became serious, "It's useless to just think about it, I have to act."

He Qing looked at Wang Dafu, then at Xiao Yi behind him who was silent, and thought of the idea that came up today.

If Wang Dafu is willing to practice along with him, then his achievements will not be inferior to Xu Zhan's.

It's just that his temper is out of character, he doesn't seem to be able to devote himself to cultivation, the years of cultivation are long, can he really endure this long loneliness for a scumbag?

Even though he was thinking this way, He Qing still looked at Wang Dafu's aptitude with his spiritual sense.

Wang Dafu also has spiritual roots, but they are the most common five-spiritual roots, and the aptitude of spiritual roots can be regarded as middle or lower at best.

And what's even more surprising is——he still has a bad spirit on him.

No wonder his luck has been bad, bad luck surrounds him, and good things can turn into bad things.

Most people's downfall is only temporary, but people like Wang Dafu who have a lingering downturn will always have all kinds of bad luck.

Fortunately, Wang Dafu's bad breath is not strong, it's just a small one, and it won't affect his normal life, but it's more difficult to get a good ending in many aspects.

He Qing patted Wang Dafu's shoulder distressedly: "Come on."

Then they passed by, leaving Wang Dafu alone in a daze: Why did An Ran look at me so strangely just now?

After making an appointment with Qin Gong to have lunch together, He Qing went back to her room first.

Although he didn't get a piece of crystal essence all morning, it wasn't a waste of time.

If these two good seedlings found can be cultivated well, they will definitely become great weapons in the door.

It would be even better if these two brats could be sent to Qingxiao Realm—he is really afraid of raising apprentices!

Shaking his head, putting these emotions aside, He Qing sank his consciousness into the space.

There is enough spiritual energy in the space, and there is time to speed up the blessing of the magic circle. The seeds planted last night have already grown seedlings.

Heqing followed the same pattern and opened up several areas. According to the characteristics of the spirit grass, he arranged time acceleration circles with different speeds.

After arranging these, He Qing's consciousness flew away and began to explore this space.

The Samsara Ding, who was staying quietly in the courtyard, sensed the arrival of the master, and flew out spontaneously.

He Qing was surprised to find that in just one night, Samsara Cauldron's spiritual consciousness had become much stronger.

If you were just an ignorant baby yesterday, today you are already a naughty child of three or four years old.

He Qing tried to communicate with Samsara Ding.

The Samsara Ding, which could only vaguely express some emotions yesterday, can already express it in words relatively clearly this time.

"This time, many times... I'm so full... Be smart!" Samsara Cauldron expressed his meaning one after another.

Although he expressed it more abstractly, He Qing still understood what it said.

The reincarnation cauldron should have absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, and opened up spiritual wisdom under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

"Didn't you have something delicious before?" He Qing asked curiously.

"Many times, outside, less than once, Sen Qi!" Said, Samsara Cauldron jumped up and down, quickly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, "Many times, tap it many times, tap it multiple times!"

He Qing couldn't help laughing, it seems that because of the previous restriction, Samsara Ding knew that there was spiritual energy outside but couldn't absorb it, now that it finally came out, it began to overeat like a glutton.

Wanting to understand this point, He Qing looked at the reincarnation cauldron greedily absorbing the spiritual energy, and suddenly had the illusion that what he was raising was not a pill furnace, but a stupid and cute spirit beast.

He Qing couldn't help but compare the reincarnation cauldron with his previous pill furnace.

His original alchemy stove was named Zhaotian, which was refined by his master after he got started, and it has been with him for more than 300 years.

Zhaotian was taciturn, he had his own consciousness for a long time but never communicated with him, so that Heqing always thought that his alchemy furnace had never cultivated spiritual wisdom.

It wasn't until Zhaotian consciously started alchemy again and again without getting orders that Heqing realized that something was wrong.

After taking the initiative to exchange consciousness with Zhaotian, He Qing realized that his alchemy furnace had already produced spiritual wisdom five or sixty years ago.

Although Zhaotian is not as cute as Samsara, he is very reliable and capable, and he is the most important partner in Heqing's alchemy career.

However, at the moment of crossing the catastrophe, Zhaotian, who had already been refined into a magic weapon of his own destiny, blocked the fatal thunder for him.

This block allowed him to retain his complete soul, and he was able to enter this small world and be reincarnated as a human being...

But at the same time, he also lost his most important partner...

Thinking of these, He Qing couldn't help feeling depressed.

The reincarnation cauldron, which was still happily "eating" the aura, felt the sadness of the master, stopped eating, and obediently rubbed Heqing: "There is still a nest, there is still a nest."

He Qing touched the reincarnation cauldron with his spiritual sense, and felt a little better.

"Master, the nest is very good~" Samsara Ding continued to rub against He Qing, "The nest will become very powerful and very useful~"

After just a short time of effort, Samsara Cauldron's spiritual wisdom has improved a bit.

While stroking the Samsara Cauldron, He Qing came up with an idea - what would happen if a spirit marrow stone was placed on the Samsara Cauldron?

He remembered that some refining masters would incorporate spirit stones to increase the spirituality of the magic weapon during the refining process. The higher the grade of the spirit stone, the better the effect.

But what if it is the spirit marrow stone known as the mother of spirit stones?

In the world, there are animals that become spirits, plants and trees that transform into spirits, and they can all transform into human bodies, but I have never heard of utensils cultivating human form.

But since artifacts can give birth to spiritual wisdom, there is no reason why they cannot cultivate...

If the spirit marrow stone is used, will the reincarnation cauldron be separated from the body of the utensil, completely transform the demon, and cultivate a human form?

The idea is bold, but equally inspiring!

It's a pity that He Qing only knows how to make alchemy, but not weapons. Even if he had this idea, he couldn't implement it immediately.

He didn't dare to experiment with the reincarnation cauldron without full confidence.

He Qing and Samsara Ding visited the mountains, rivers and rivers near the courtyard together.

These mountains, rivers and rivers are much smaller than those outside, and there are only plants that have never given birth to intelligence, no animals, and no spiritual things, it looks a bit dull.

And beyond this circle of mountains and rivers, there is actually a thin layer of white mist, which should be the same thing as the white mist that covered it before.

He Qing remembered that he had read the record in "Biography of Xuanmu Taoist" before, that this space was an incomplete growable magic weapon, but it did not clearly record how big this space was.

What could be around this white mist?

The wisp of spiritual consciousness left in his body felt someone knocking on the door, and He Qing hurried out of the space.

"Heqing, it's time to eat." It turned out that the person who knocked on the door was Qin Gong.

"Okay." He Qing hurriedly responded, tidied up a little, and opened the door.

He Qing was a little surprised when he opened the door, but in just a short while, why did Qin Gong change clothes?

The author has something to say: emmmmm... I decided not to set up FLAG next time...

I finally coded up a short chapter before going to bed~

Well, tomorrow morning's update hasn't been released yet, so little angels don't have to wait for the update in the early morning~

If Qingeng is faster, you should be able to read a chapter after you get up~

If it's slow... then it might be orz at night again...