Speaking of this, Meng Nuxian also saw that the entrance of the cave was not the place to speak, so she invited Chen Ang and the others to go into the cave to talk. Luoxia Cave was her very private cave and had never invited anyone to go in. When she arrived in the cave, there was some messy daughter's house, which made Meng Xiashang even more embarrassed. She blushed and accused the two of them, and hurriedly packed up a stone room for meeting guests.

The three-person seat was settled, Meng Xiashang boiled water and brewed tea, and presented it to Chen Ang for drinking.

Jingming was so stuffy that he shook his head and smiled, "Junior Brother Chen, I have been living in Qixia Guanguan for more than 20 years. Your master and disciple have never even served me Baishui. As far as Miss Meng, he treats you hot tea every time."

"You have lived in this for so long, but you haven't received any salary. It can be seen that you are a villain! You also want tea..." Chen Ang teased.

Meng Nuxian covered her mouth and smiled. The stiff atmosphere in the stone chamber finally relaxed a little. Knowing that Jingming had a kind heart to help, she stopped hesitating and talked about her disaster. She was actually not a straightforward person. She refused to accept Jingming's kindness before, because she did not expect that her alchemy could lead to such a dangerous external disaster.

This time, I asked Jingming and Chen Ang to help me, and I escaped from the disaster, and I was also afraid and deeply grateful to the two of them.

"It was also me who was trapped in the devil, and was confused by the Sanmi Pill. I almost did everything. After being asked by Senior Chen to He'er's spiritual crane, I lost the spiritual awakening of a cultivator and fell into disasters. It was also my own fault." Meng Xiashang sighed.

"After working hard, you have already practiced the Sanmi Pill. What are you going to do?" Jingming asked her back.

A hint of hesitation appeared on Meng Xiashang's face, and she was trapped in an extremely difficult struggle. She knew that Jingming's words must have a deep meaning, but after working hard in three months, she refined a furnace of spiritual pills and suffered many twists and turns. Seeing that the foundation of pureness was expected to be further improved, it was difficult to give up anyway. It was not until she accidentally glanced at Chen Ang's smile, her eyes were clear and clear, like cold water pouring her head and she woke up.

He gritted his teeth and said decisively: "This pill is not my blessing. Please deal with it with Senior Jingming!"

Seeing her pretty face tightly, and there was a hint of resoluteness on her face, Chen Ang and Jingming also laughed. Jingming shook his head and said, "Miss Xia Shang, although the Sanmi Pill has no troubles, it is just a pill outside the door. Now there is a Taoist sect here, why do you still have to give up the near and the far, and the high and the low?"

He sighed and said, "Your magical hidden danger is a rough and shortcut. Now that you use this external object to overcome the disaster, you will have another disaster. In this way, you will have the lowest method. When will you achieve the right result in the future? Don't you understand?"

Meng Xiashang felt like a wake-up call, and realized from the ignorance. When she saw Jingming's eyes that were pleasing and concerned, she suddenly became blessed to her heart and said to Chen Ang: "Xiashang admires the right way, please give me some advice on the way forward, so that she can get rid of this miscellaneous number."

Chen Ang reached out and raised his hand, Meng Xiashang felt an invisible force holding him, and he could no longer worship him. He thought to himself, "This is what you delivered to the door!" He smelled the residual alchemy in the stone chamber, and then he became careful and said to Meng Xiashang, "If you really have this heart, then bring the cauldron you used to refine your alchemy!"

Meng Xiashang was unaware of this, but she didn't dare to hesitate in her hand. She quickly dragged out the cauldron that was radiating the elixir. This was a copper gourd furnace with a statue of a pagoda and three feet under it. She looked a little clumsy and fat. The lower half of the gourd belly of the elixir furnace is a place for burning charcoal and fire, and the upper half of the gourd belly is a elixir chamber.

Chen Ang didn't need charcoal fire, so he took out the eternal light flame of the demon-refining spirit and placed it in the lower half of the layer to burn.

At this time, there was a Sanmi Pill made in the alchemy furnace. Meng Xiashang was about to yell lowly to stop him, but she was pulled by Monk Jingming. Chen Ang pointed his hand and a elixir wrapped in Sanmi Pill came out of the top of the furnace. Chen Ang smelled it and frowned and said, "Seventh part is a elixir, three part is poison, the fire is rough, and the accumulation is insufficient... Are you counting on using this elixir to purify magic power?"

Meng Xiashang, who was sneered by Chen Ang, was very ashamed. She twisted her ten fingers together, blushed and did not dare to look up. She felt distressed in her heart: "Is there such a good way to practice alchemy? The cultivator in the other side has nowhere to ask for help. Occasionally, he gathered a pot of spiritual medicine. It was not like life and dared not let people know. Not to mention how many deductions the pills that others have refined, even if they have practiced well, would you dare to take them?"

"I don't know how to do anything else. I don't have to stop the harm of people. I refine two demons into the pill, use poison to poison you, and I don't know how many methods you can do for him to work hard. I'm not the pills I made myself, so who dares to easily enter it?"

As soon as Chen Ang Tianhe's magic power was used, he refined the fire in the furnace like a long river, lingering like water, slowly warming the medicinal power and finely tempering the impurities. The green fire power penetrated into the spiritual pill and brought out many impurities. After a while, the Sanmi pill was reduced, and the rich elixir energy turned pale and could not be heard anymore.

Meng Xiashang next to him was stunned and realized that his alchemy technique was so rough that it was really unbearable in front of Chen Ang.

Seeing the spiritual fire under the furnace, Meng Xiashang was even more surprised and thought to herself: "The authentic Xuanmen Sect is indeed extraordinary. Who can use this kind of spiritual fire in our side sects to refine elixirs and medicine? I burn the alchemy with charcoal. Some of the people in the side sects who pay attention to use their magic power to make fire. I think it is the most particular alchemy method in the world."

"Today, I saw Taoist disciples throwing out spiritual flames, and I realized what luxury is."

"This is the alchemy, we? At best, just burn the medicinal materials with fire!"

When he saw Chen Angcao use firepower again, the firepower is lingering when it should be warm, and the explosion is like thunder when it should be fierce. A small furnace made him evolve into a world with spiritual fire. Finally, a pill fell into the bottom of the furnace. The heat was intact and when Chen Ang's magic power was taken out, Meng Xiashang couldn't help but want to get into the crack in the ground.

A bright scattered elixir was suspended in the air like a pearl, only the size of a pearl, and did not have the rich elixir aroma. However, when Meng Xiashang looked at it, she felt that the magic power in her body was more pure.

This elixir is like a pearl guarding through flowing water, interpreting the true meaning of perfection and purity.

"Is this a pill?" Meng Xiashang asked ignorantly.

"This is just a turn, also called Yihuan. The elixir you have refined is too low, so I can't make up for anything. I can't save those wasted spiritual medicines. I dare not take such elixirs. If the elixir is not transformed, it cannot be said to be good."

"Refining alchemy is a matter of fortune. Because it makes up for the shortcomings of heaven and earth, and with the wisdom of a cultivator, it creates rare treasures that are unprecedented in the world. If it feedbacks to heaven and earth, it will no longer have disasters, but will have infinite merits and fruits. Therefore, this pill can only be considered a pill head. Using it as the lead, adding spiritual medicine and rare treasures is the second time, and that is considered a pill." Chen Ang said indifferently.
Chapter completed!