Ou Yangming didn't know, because he used the Heavenly Phoenix Fire Refinery, which caused the entire Xu family to be completely shaken, and fell into a state of rumors and trees.

At this time, the Heavenly Phoenix Fire in his hand was burning brightly, and countless refining materials were rapidly melting. His eyes flashed, his five fingers flew like flying, and he pressed down suddenly, and a Dan furnace that was hugged by one person slowly took shape, his movements seemed to be gentle, but the efficiency was extremely high, and the role of each action was played to the best, abandoning the redundancy in refining, and adding a little more simplicity to the simplicity of the neat and simple strength.

"Ning!" he exhaled softly, and a plum blossom was engraved on the Dan furnace, and two small words were written below it—Dan Sheng. This font is like a knife carved with an axe, and the power is revealed from the Dan furnace, and the plum blossom next to the font is proud and natural, similar to his personality.

Soon, the light of the fire faded, the secret room returned to calm, and the turbulent aura calmed down again.

Looking at the Dan Furnace on the ground, he chuckled, his thoughts moved slightly, and he stepped into silence, recalling the details of the alchemy of the Elders of the Seven Star Sect Pill Peak, every scene of refining the Pill was split by him one by one, and he kept deducing it in his mind, merging it with what he had learned.

An hour later, Ou Yangming's eyes opened, and the essence light flashed away, and he began to refine the elixir.

As soon as the spiritual thought moved, the fire of the heavenly phoenix emerged from the palm of his hand, and a scorching wave of qi dispersed.

Ouyang Mingtian's spiritual energy gushed out, and with a volley of his palm, the elixir in the space bag flew into the Dan furnace, and every time he slapped his palm, there was an elixir that flew into the Dan furnace, and the spiritual power was integrated into the herbal juice, carefully observing the changes in it, when the elixir juice was fused to the extreme, the spiritual power in his dantian condensed in vain, and the juice contracted rapidly, collapsing quickly towards the most core point.

Ou Yangming's chest was turbid, and he roared lightly, "Ning Dan!"

But this time, Ou Yangming didn't grasp the balance of the herbs, and with a "bang", the juice splashed away.

This furnace of pills has become a waste pill, but Ou Yangming's eyes not only did not show regret, but they were eager to try.

Try again, once, twice, three times......

Three days later, Ou Yangming gathered his breath and exhaled, and the aura in the dantian surged along the meridians, turning into two invisible big hands, pinching towards the middle, and roaring softly in his mouth: "Condensation!" Under the echo of this voice, the essence of plants and trees slowly condensed to the middle, and a stream of danxiang reverberated and opened.

Ou Yangming's face was happy, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Quickly pinched with both hands, and a secret method was played. If this scene was seen by the elders of the Seven Star Sect, I am afraid that I would be so angry that I would vomit blood. Because this kind of furnace opening technique played by Ou Yangming is the secret of the Seven Star Sect Pill Peak, and it not only has its shape, but also its meaning.

"Open the furnace!" he roared inwardly, a little nervous, and lifted his sleeves upward.

A faint white glow overflowed from the Dan furnace, one, two...... Thirteen?

Ou Yangming shook his head, his eyebrows frowning together, as if he was a little displeased. He didn't know, generally speaking, the more the number of the first furnace of pills refined by the Dan Master, the greater the potential of the Dan Master, and the entire Spirit Realm, even if it was the top Dan Master, the first furnace of the Pill was no more than nine, and now that Ou Yangming had refined the first furnace of the Thirteen Pills, he was still not satisfied here, if this was known by the rest of the Dan Masters, I am afraid that he would be drowned by a mouthful of spit.

Ou Yangming put both hands on it, and engraved two small characters on this elixir - Dan Sheng.

Although with his current alchemy skills, he may only be described as entertaining himself in the spirit world, but in the ruins, it is enough to occupy a place.

With a slight smile, Ouyang Mingzhi walked out of the secret room triumphantly.

Xiao Man was refining his aura, and Ou Yangming didn't care too much.

walked into the study and began to study ink, a warm color flashed in his eyes, and Bai Shixue's words echoed in his mind. People grind ink, ink grinds people, this process is for refining the heart. As soon as his thoughts slowed, the ink ingots slowly melted into the water, and the color was deep and pitch black.

He took out a purple quill from the space bag and dipped the tip of the pen.

Gently mentioned three big characters on the rice paper, Lingdanfang. Swimming in the dragon and the phoenix, in one go, there is a touch of mellowness integrated into it, and there is even a touch of Taoist circulation, so that people with low cultivation can't take their eyes off, and they can even realize the Tao from the paper. Because Ou Yangming integrated the artistic conception of enlightenment and Taoism into it, this plaque, just by looking at it, makes people feel that the style is very high, and it is not extraordinary.

He secretly said in his heart, in order to be famous, I really worked hard.

But only this method is relatively safe, the big ruin is too big, with the high-level cultivation of my spirit master, I don't dare to toss it indiscriminately.

Now, the first thing he needs to figure out is how many big forces there are in the ruins.

Is there any information about Hui Jian Peak, the Scarlet Palace, the Dragon King Temple, and Xu Aoran.

On that day, when the sword qi on the back of the sword peak turned into a golden sword mark and was imprinted on the back of his hand, he faintly had a kind of realization in his heart, Xu Aoran and the old man with the sword box on his back were by no means simple people, and they must be inextricably linked with the formation of the ruins.

This realization is so subtle that it is difficult to describe in words.

Immediately returned to the secret room, and after deriving the ingredients of the elixir that Ling Yue bought, Ou Yangming retreated and refined the elixir for a month, and the elixir workshop opened, and there were no magnificent waves and ups and downs, but it was plain and silent.

The shopkeeper on the left side of the pill shop is an old man, with a white beard, a native monk of Daxu, a high-level cultivator of the spirit, and he is actually a forger, but the forging method, Ou Yangming really doesn't dare to compliment. He is known as Master Judge, and as for his real name, no one knows.

The shopkeeper on the right is a charming-looking stunner, like a ripe rose, which seems to leave a lingering fragrance in his hands with a slight touch.

A smile and a smile are all kinds of amorous, which makes people's hearts crisp and their hearts soft.

She also has a little Lori of twelve or thirteen, how to describe it, bright eyes and bright teeth, aura is compelling, and the kind of eyes that can speak.

And then to the outside lived an old man, silent, but the wood carving skills were very good, lifelike, his name was He Jian, for some reason, but he did not touch the sword.

When the pill shop opened, it was natural to entertain the surrounding neighbors.

Jiang Yingrong was the first to come, dressed in red, like a rose that had been brilliant to the extreme. The body is extremely hot, and the thin waist is like a weak willow supporting the wind. There was a little girl beside her, twelve or thirteen years old, her figure already had a touch of slenderness, and her face was seven or eight points similar to Jiang Yingrong, but it was seven points less charming and three points more pure. It is not difficult to imagine that in a few years, this girl will inevitably be slim.

The ripe woman spit out a mouthful of aroma and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, there is nothing to give away, this is a little thing made by home, it can also refresh your mind, don't dislike it." As she spoke, she handed over a sachet full of precious medicinal herbs, and the little girl also put the flower basket in her hand on the ground.

"Where did Sister Jiang say, please come in, please come in. With a hand, he brought Jiang Yingrong into the hall.

He Jian stepped on Jiang Yingrong's heels, his brows were like a cloud of black mist, and he didn't speak, handing over a wood carving.

This is a seven-inch-long wooden carved sword, faintly, there is a sense of sharpness.

One step high and one low, he walked into the hall by himself.

Master Duan was the last to come, with a smile on his face, and with a touch of his wrist, he handed over a magic staff, which was only at the level of half silver.

Master Duan looked pained and sighed: "Brother Yu, I know that you are a spell caster, and this is my most proud staff, so I will give you a gift for the opening of the house! He burst out laughing.

Ou Yangming's face remained unchanged, and he was just about to put the staff into the space bag.

Master Duan blinked, his eyebrows trembled, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, don't be busy putting it away, see if the attributes are to your liking." As he spoke, the pride that flashed between his eyebrows could not be lightened, after all, this piece of equipment was one of his proudest works.

Hearing this, Ou Yangming almost choked on his own saliva, and said continuously: "Satisfied, satisfied." ”

Only then did Master Duan exhale lightly in his eyes and slowly walked towards the hall.

Ou Yangming tilted his face, a wry smile appeared in his eyes, and sighed secretly, Master Broken, he is really confident, if he knew my forging methods, I don't know what he would think?

The hall is actually not big, and it is already a little crowded for six people.

There are not many dishes on the table, seven or eight, but they are full of color, flavor and flavor, after all, when he was in the Netherworld, Ou Yangming often cooked for the old craftsman, and later, with the fire of the heavenly phoenix, he didn't do it anymore, but the craftsmanship did not fall. A pot of turbid wine is not spicy enough, but it can also warm the stomach.

Jiang Yingrong's eyes rolled, she picked up the topic first, and said with a chuckle: "I didn't expect Brother Yu to not only know alchemy, but also the craftsmanship on this table." ”

Sister Jiang smiled, the children of poor families have long been in charge, so it's not okay if they can't do it. Ou Yangming said with a smile, the qi on his body now is ninety percent similar to the natives in the ruins, even if he looks closely, his cultivation is not high enough to be a big level of Ou Yangming, and he can't see it at all, and besides, this trace will become weaker and weaker with time.

Master Duan took the words over: "What are you talking about, today is a festive day." ”

He had white hair, waved his wrist, and then said: "Since you can settle down here in Changshou Lane, you will be a family from now on, and if you encounter any difficulties, you will speak out." Let's find a way to solve it together, the ruins are too big, and anything can happen, this is also guarded by a god statue outside the city, if there is no ......" He lowered his voice, did not speak, sighed, and took a big sip of wine.

Hearing this, Ou Yangming couldn't help but recall the things he had encountered along the way.

Blood-stained corpses, coffins dripping with blood, big cats roaring in the sky...... There are also the ten statues of the green dragon outside the city.

He took a light breath and asked, "What would happen if there was no idol guarding it?"

Even Xiaoman took a few mouthfuls of rice, pricked up his ears and listened, and was extremely curious.