In order to verify the conjecture, Ye Qing first made a simple thermometer out of glass and mercury, and stuck it under his arm for a few minutes.
   Tang Xi stared dumbfounded at Yuxiu’s plump little baby. He took off his clothes, exposing a small elbow, and held a long, thin stick in a strange posture.
   When the five minutes were up, Ye Qing took off the thermometer and found that the red line had really reached the mark, he smiled.
   In order to test repeatedly, he used a liquid with a special temperature in the cultivation world to create a comprehension version of the temperature sensing device, put them in hot water and cold water respectively, watching them show different temperatures, Ye Qing’s face was beaming with joy.
   On this day, Su Zhe continued to attend class.
   Seeing the human cubs, out of some kind of pity and sigh, he, the top alchemist, demonstrated again, “Alchemy and fire control is the most important thing. Flame has strengths and weaknesses. This is a small fire.”
   As soon as he finished speaking, a small cluster of flames burst out from his palm, beating vigorously.
   Everyone was amazed.
   “This is medium fire…” Seeing the human cub’s eyes focused, Su Zhe sighed softly, flipped his hand over, and another burst of fire burst out. This fire was much larger than a small cluster of flames, and it seemed to have vitality The extraterrestrial object, like the eternal heat wave in the night, rushes towards the face wrapped in a burning sensation.
   The disciples who were close were startled and took a step back, almost colliding with each other.
   “This is a big fire…”
   When the fire broke out, a raging fire dragon appeared out of nowhere, the flames were ferocious, and seemed to choose to devour people. Many disciples felt that they were in a high-temperature steamer, and they couldn’t breathe. Many people even shouted: “Water! Water! I want water!”
   Nobody noticed.
   Ye Qing watched this scene, the small temperature measuring gun in his hand recorded all this, and then he opened his small mouth into an “O” shape, because the meteorite temperature gun in his hand soared up the scale, showing more than 600 degrees !
   He guessed right!
   Compared with the size, the strength of the flame should actually be the difference in temperature to realize the concept!
   When the fire is low, he wants to roast sweet potatoes. When the fire is medium, he thinks he can roast a sheep or hold a bonfire party. When the fire is high, he just wants to rush out.
   “The more advanced the elixir, the higher the demand for the flame and the more refined it is. If the temperature is too high, it will fry the furnace. An alchemist must learn to control the flame…” The use of flame is a matter of ease for Su Zhe.
   To say something that offends his peers and makes alchemists all over the world feel inferior and angry, he was born to eat like this.
   A pair of medicinal herbs fell into his hands, and he could know the most precise flame control without blinking an eye. A genius is so unreasonable and ignores all rules.
   What controls the flames, how can such a dangerous thing be controlled!
   Countless novice disciples’ hearts were pounding, and they had already bowed their heads and retreated. For the first time, they realized the difference between top talent and mediocrity. They are not suitable for this bowl of rice.
   Standing on a high place, Su Zhe had a panoramic view of everyone’s expressions. His heart was calm, knowing that after this class, some disciples who were not talented would leave again.
   He sighed quietly.
   In the realm of self-cultivation, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and talent always occupies a high position. Alchemy is already the one that least needs talent.
   However, a proud man like Qin Xun never came to the alchemy class, but he was able to make alchemy in one go, while many disciples with mediocre aptitudes, who never failed class after class, could only look for luck in a furnace of dark medicine dregs. Dan’s elixir, the threshold of talent is frustrating.
   Among the crowd, only one disciple was special.
   He is shorter than anyone else, and younger than anyone else. He is wearing a dress that looks like armor, and it is tightly wrapped from his eyes to his hands. Only a pair of smart black eyeballs are exposed and he is looking at people. It is Ye Qing. .
   When Su Zhe saw the child for the first time, he almost made him laugh.
   In fact, there is still a shield in the storage bag, Ye Qing didn’t take it out, he planned to take it out and block it in front of him when he actually made alchemy. In case the furnace really blows up, he can still take a shield to block it.
   Su Zhe couldn’t help laughing, the flame was beating in his palm, and with a thought in his mind, the fire was put back.
   He didn’t look at Ye Qing again, after all, he had already determined that this boy had no talent for alchemy,
   In Gui Yuanzong’s alchemy class, Su Zhe is a handsome teacher who can control flames and dare to play with fire, while Ye Qing is a child who is afraid of flames, and other children are playing with fireworks during the New Year. !
   Not surprisingly, after this class, the two had no intersection.
   But Ye Qing is not an ordinary child.
   Su Zhe said: “Today we are going to refine Spirit Gathering Pills. Spirit Gathering Pills can be divided into low-grade, middle-grade and top-grade. The materials needed for Gathering Spirit Pills are Spirit-gathering Grass, Silver Horn Leaf and Celestial Fairy… …”
   Gathering pills can help a monk to breathe out spiritual energy better and increase the speed of the cycle when he is meditating. As the name implies, inferior pills are barely formed, middle-rank pills are of acceptable quality, and top-rank pills are priceless and priceless. Basically, they are all made by inner disciples.
   Ye Qing didn’t quite understand the difference.
   But when he knew that a bottle of low-grade Juling Pill can only sell for 100 spirit stones, a bottle of middle-grade Juling Pill can only sell for 1,000 spirit stones, and a bottle of high-grade Juling Pill can only sell for 10,000 spirit stones, he was very upset. It didn’t take long to see the difference.
   “Top grade! Must be top grade!” He clenched his fists and said anxiously.
   Su Zhe’s teaching practice is very traditional, which is to demonstrate it by himself, supplemented by theoretical knowledge, and leave the remaining half of the class to the students to play freely.
   “I will only demonstrate it once. At the beginning, it is on medium heat, put the spirit gathering grass and silver horn leaves, after a stick of incense, turn the fire to low, and after half an hour, put in the celestial fairy, turn to high fire to burn… the flame is the most important thing, No matter how strong or weak it is, it is difficult to make a pill, once the flame is too big, there will be a risk of frying the furnace, it is better to destroy the pill than to force it.”
   What medium fire, small fire, big fire, everyone listened carefully with solemn faces, some even took out a stone pen, for fear of remembering a wrong step!
   What surprised Su Zhe this time was that when he was refining alchemy, the human cub was holding a small object and probing around him.
   Su Zhe glanced at the thing in the human cub’s hand. It didn’t look like a stone pen, so he could only let go of his doubts.
   Next, it was the turn of the disciples to practice. In the alchemy room, there was an alchemy furnace in hand, and they were in a hurry.
   Many senior brothers whispered, “It’s so difficult, these three herbs are very rich in spiritual energy, they are easy to burn when exposed to fire, and they are extremely demanding on the temperature of the fire…”
   Everyone was clumsy, imitating Mr.’s steps, and deliberating about putting in the charcoal.
   Ye Qing was also throwing spiritual charcoal, no one could see, his white face under the mask was tense, his eyes did not stare at the pill furnace, but looked at the tools in his hand from time to time.
   He also took out his shield and put it in front of his body, like a soldier on the road of marching and fighting, lest he be attacked by the enemy. Although there will never be such a fatuous emperor in the past dynasties, sending a baby to the battlefield.
   It made countless brothers and sisters laugh.
   “Little brother is so cute, are you so afraid of the fryer?”
   “A five-spirit root has only a little bit of fire attribute, so it’s still too much to learn alchemy.”
   “His stone pen is very useful. I think it’s better for him to learn how to forge weapons. You can’t chew things like skills.”
   “I don’t agree! I still think his talismans are very useful, so I should learn talismans first!”
   “Hey, I heard that my younger brother’s family is poor, and he dreams of buying a house in Xianyu City at the foot of Guiyuanzong. However, many alchemists failed again and again and invested too many spirit stones before they became famous. , Absolutely poor, only nine poor can give birth to one rich…”
   The senior brother who said this was full of pity, “Young junior brother should not put your dreams on alchemy, you should continue to sell stone pens, and you can save a lot of spiritual stones if you accumulate a little. You know, the whole school is full of cool and beautiful music disciples, and they especially hope to have a stone pen to help them memorize all kinds of magical music with complex melodies…”
   “I heard that stone pens need sound concentrating stones, so why don’t the magic sound gates dig mines to practice?”
   “You are really making trouble out of no reason. If they know how to refine weapons, why would they still learn to play musical instruments!”
   As the youngest disciple of the entire sect, Ye Qing was the junior junior brother of everyone, and the stories of widower cubs cultivating immortality with their family have already spread throughout the sect. If there is such a concept as raindrop fundraising or poverty alleviation in the cultivation world, Ye Qing might raise 100,000 yuan overnight.
   In addition to Ye Qing, he first took out a stone pen, and then improved the Hurricane Talisman.
   When he himself was ignorant and didn’t know that he was famous, he had already become a small figure among the disciples of the sect’s outer sect. It’s true that he is a five-spirit root, but his talent in refining weapons and talismans is quite affirmed by his peers.
   “Don’t talk about it! Anyone who has a dream is great! But the younger brother is really brave. The last class exploded, and this class is still coming. You didn’t see it. When seeing the younger brother, Mr. Su’s eyebrows Picked it up in surprise.”
   “People don’t give up if they don’t hit the south wall. This time, if they come here, they may fry the furnace. Next time, they probably won’t come.”
   The human cub’s ears don’t have an automatic filtering function. He just hasn’t reached the level of cultivation, so he can’t hear too far away gossip.
   He was looking at his temperature gun. Seeing that the temperature was approaching, his eyes sparkled, and he put in another piece of spiritual charcoal, and the vermilion bright flame burned blazingly with a “teng”.
   Still holding a handful of herbs in his hand, he squatted obediently behind the shield, waiting for the opportunity to throw it in.
   Many disciples nearby were startled, and they recited the mantra silently.
   At the beginning, it is medium fire, after a stick of incense, turn to low fire, half an hour later, it is high fire, if the fire is slightly weaker or stronger, it is difficult to make a pill…
   Reminiscent of Ye Qing’s performance of the Brilliant Fryer in the first class.
   They kindly suggested to Ye Qing: “Little brother, your stove seems to be too hot, you should turn off the fire.”
   There are two handles on each disciple’s alchemy furnace, which are used to control the flame.
   One is to turn off the flame to cool down, so as to prevent the explosion caused by the high temperature. The other handle is the combustion aid, which raises the flame temperature.
   When they saw the flames in Ye Qing’s stove jumping up, it seemed that the area was not small, as if it could burn everything, they couldn’t help but feel fear.
   After all, people are easily attracted by the huge and constantly boiling things, and are deeply shocked.
   Ye Qing was not afraid. When he looked at the temperature gun, it was only 200 degrees, which is true!
   He pressed the other doorknob, which was the ignition handle.
   Everyone: “!!!” Junior brother, is he crazy?
   The junior brother obviously put himself in full armor, with shields and armor on his upper body, and he looked very afraid of explosions, so why did he act so confident when he pressed the ignition handle? Have you forgotten your first fryer!
   Little did they know that the human cub didn’t take the first failure to heart at all.
   The most important thing in alchemy is the control of the furnace fire. He doesn’t understand big fire, small fire, or medium fire. What’s more, the flame changes rapidly. How can he, a human cub, control it!
   Failure is normal!
   But just keep the fire under control!
   What happened next made many of the proud sons of heaven stunned.
   Because not only did Ye Qing not have a frying furnace, but they were frying the furnace one after another. Gray debris was floating in the air, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly. Not only did furnaces of medicinal herbs fail to produce pills in the furnace, they were burned into pitch black instead. Scorched residue.
   This strong contrast makes people very confused.
   Not to mention, when Ye Qing lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace, there were round green and brilliant elixirs lying quietly on the plate of the alchemy furnace. With just one glance, everyone was overwhelmed by the majestic aura.
   How can it be!
   It’s a top-grade spirit gathering pill!
   In the alchemy room today, Su Zhe was the only one who refined top-grade spirit-gathering pills, and now a junior brother is added.
   The difficulty of refining Juling Pill is not low. Many disciples with outstanding talents were planted today. They walked out of the alchemy room with black ashes on their heads. The first time they heard that the little brother had refined the top grade Juling Pill, don’t mention how shocked I am.
   Ye Qing’s first class of bombing pills attracted the performance of Deacon Chen Dai and Xianjun Ling Xiao, and the scenes seemed to be vivid in his memory. As a result, many senior brothers and sisters were dumbfounded by today’s counterattack, as if they had been drugged with dumb drugs.
   As for Ye Qing, he looked at the pills on his plate, and finally took off his helmet slowly.
   Everyone clearly saw that the innocent and cute little doll had a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.
   A plate of cyan elixir seemed to be alive and alive, lying quietly in the other’s white and soft palm, like an exquisite work of art.
   For a moment, people couldn’t tell who was more delicate and graceful, and who was more aura.
   In front of Su Zhe, Ye Qing raised his small face and said, “Look, sir.” He straightened his back, and the corners of his lips fluttered uncontrollably, with a little pride, and his tone was full of expectation, as if he was waiting for someone to praise him.
   “You… are fine…”
   A trace of confusion climbed into Su Zhe’s eyes, making him almost speechless.
   However, the human cub’s black eyes stared at people, as if begging for candy, releasing cute and lovely waves, except for the hard-hearted and cruel people, who would be willing to be stingy in praise.
   Su Zhe is not a cruel person.
   After the praise, his eyes were full of thoughtfulness.
   The human cub is content. In his opinion, alchemy is like cooking. It is a delicate job. If the temperature is high, the food will burn easily, and if the temperature is low, the food will not be cooked, so controlling the temperature is very important!
   In the alchemy class, he made a little limelight.
   Holding the temperature gun high, the human cub wanted to shout, “My life is up to me”, but think about it, forget it, he is only three and a half years old, not to mention that his talent is not so amazing, it is impossible to be a human being Too proud.
   This kind of lines should be reserved for the true pride of heaven!
   Ye Qing is essentially a shy little cub.
   If it is said that Ye Qing made a little limelight by refining the spirit-gathering pill that was overturned by countless heaven’s favored sons, then in the next few alchemy classes, Ye Qing perfectly refined the marrow-washing pill and the soul-raising pill. They are all top-grade products that are unique in thousands of miles, and the whole sect is shocked by them.
   Three years old!
   No, it’s three and a half years old!
   A three-and-a-half-year-old child has perfectly refined countless high-grade pills, what a proud talent this is! One or two of Elder Danfeng’s disciples couldn’t sit still.
   Su Zhe got a glimpse of the truth: “You have researched a new magic weapon?”
Every time he started alchemy, the human cubs would hold an object and shake their heads around him. Once or twice, it can be said that they wanted to get close to the husband and cultivate a harmonious teacher-student relationship. The other four or five times would definitely not be the case. .
   With Ye Qing’s small nod, Su Zhe thought through many twists and turns in an instant, and he took a deep breath: “Have you recorded the temperature of the flames every time I make alchemy?”
   Ye Qing nodded his head like pounding garlic.
   What is being refined today is Yanshou Pill. Low-grade Yanshou Pill can increase one’s lifespan by three years, middle-grade Yanshou Pill can increase one’s lifespan by five or six years, and top-grade Yanshou Pill can increase one’s lifespan by ten years!
   The materials needed for the longevity pill are very rare, and his sect contribution can only be exchanged for two materials.
   He intends to refine two high-grade longevity pills, one for his father Ye Xuan and one for him, so that their mortal father and son can live a long life!
   In the face of Mr. Su’s inquiry, Ye Qing did not hide anything, he knew himself, he is not a genius, he just knows how to imitate!
   The news about the “temperature gun” spread throughout the sect, and the rumors went up to a higher level, and the matter undoubtedly became even more sensational, because under this small magic weapon, the gap between genius and mediocrity was minimized in an instant. Everyone couldn’t believe it, and among them, the disciples of Danfeng and Qilianfeng were the most excited.
   Ye Qing thinks that he is not a little genius, he is just an ordinary kid.
   But the elders of the two peaks, Pill Peak and Artifact Refining Peak, are about to fight, because they firmly believe that Ye Qing, who is so talented and talented, will definitely enter their Danfeng Artifact Refining Peak after graduating in ten years!
   Su Zhe also thinks so.
   Ye Qing is a true Wulinggen, but such a filial, cute, humble and studious child may not be found after ten years of searching with a lantern. Although as a teacher, you must treat all disciples equally. But there is a magical power in the human cub, people can’t help but look at him, the more they look at it, the more they love it.
   Thinking of Ye Qing returning home happily with the longevity pill in his pocket today, Su Zhe watched him go away, took deep breaths, took a long time to calm down the little agitation in his heart.
   When he returned to the hermitage residence, an impulse surged in his chest, and he immediately turned his spiritual power into thick ink, and wrote a line of words, “Secret Qingwei, disciple Su Zhe has found a disciple today…”
   The matter of robbing disciples has begun to take shape in less than two months since Ye Qing entered the sect.
   The disciples of the next peak also heard about these things.
   Hearing the newly released magic weapon, the disciple of Danfeng swallowed his saliva, suppressing his desire, “A magic weapon that can record the furnace fire, I really want it!”
   The disciples of Yushou Peak, Herb Garden, and Hidden Sword Peak also looked sideways.
   “You know everything. Is Junior Brother Ye Qing a real genius? When will he come to Xiaoqing Peak to farm? Farming can also make money. Outsiders misunderstand us a lot. We Xiaoqingfeng disciples seem to be poor, but in fact they have been bored.” Make a fortune!”
   The disciple of Yushou Peak felt regretful: “I heard that my junior brother lived in the mortal world of Yunzhou City, and with a basket of magic weapons, he captured 30 fairy birds in the Baize Mountains. Is it plausible that the Immortal Gate has not come to our Yushou Peak to attend classes so far?”
   Zang Jianfeng also talked a lot:
   “We at Hidden Sword Peak also need talented disciples. Maybe the younger brother also has the talent to practice swords!”
   “But junior brother, he’s only three years old, so he shouldn’t be able to hold a sword.”
   Yu Jinghan was at the Hidden Sword Peak. He was born with sword bones and within two months of getting started, he had mastered Gui Yuanzong’s thirteen swords to perfection.
   The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, cold-spoken and self-willed, has a proud talent, not to mention attracting attention in the sect.
   There is no problem with his talent, comprehension, and xinxing, and he has laid a very solid foundation during cultivation. Without accidents, he will build the foundation after half a year. The peerless genius of Seventeen Foundation Establishment doesn’t know how many thunders will be attracted when he crosses the tribulation.
   Yu Jinghan paused, and he thought about it coldly, Ye Qing’s appearance.
   Compared with other children, Ye Qing is more lively and cute, but she is too small, her body is limp, often as if she has no bones.
   A sword that can control the flight of the sword and draw the knife to cut off the water, weighs seven or eight catties, and weighs sixteen to seventy-nine. Let alone a human cub wielding the sword and comprehending the meaning of the sword, I am afraid that holding a scabbard is enough. Staggering about to fall.
   Not to mention that the sword has no eyes, and blood will bleed if you are not careful. Imagine that possible scene, even if it is only a one-in-a-million probability.
   Yu Jinghan still frowned, his black pupils were solemn and deep, like a deep pool.
   Practicing sword can make you stronger, but he hopes that Ye Qing will not practice sword, he will protect the opponent. The sword seemed to capture the master’s emotions, and the sword trembled twice, before returning to silence after a while.
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