The elder didn't think he underestimated Meng Hao, but after all... he underestimated him.
In the eyes of the great elder, Meng Hao was just a junior, even if he had a good mind, he was still just a junior.
He did not expect that Meng Hao was the cultivation of the years, and he did not expect that Meng Hao's persistence and madness could actually find those clues from the huge family history in more than half a month, and piece them together. A truth!
These two nirvana fruits belong to a generation of ancestors. They were once the treasures in the family, but when one after another clansmen died violently during the fusion, this thing slowly became a taboo.
Until 30,000 years ago, the family sealed the news and left the two Nirvana Fruits in the ancestral pagoda for a long time.
Nowadays, some people in the tribe may know that the ancestors had the fruit of Nirvana, but they can still remember that this fruit will kill people violently. It is rare and rare.
Even Meng Hao's father didn't know about it.
And Meng Hao, if it wasn't for suspicion, if it wasn't for the law of years to determine the time of Nirvana, even in the history of the family, he would not find those trivial, ordinary clues.
"Then, the Nirvana fruit that really belongs to me is... or is it not there anymore." Meng Hao was silent, looking at the jade box in front of him in a complicated manner. Before the old elder returned in public, Meng Hao understood that in everyone's eyes, I have taken back what belongs to me.
In many cases, when others think of a thing, it is obviously false, but it also becomes true and cannot be changed.
After a long silence, Meng Hao's eyes flashed suddenly, looking at the two Nirvana fruits in the jade box, the light in his eyes slowly shone.
"In terms of value, the nirvana of these two ancestors is of greater value... In those clues, the clansmen who died violently before have some descriptions of becoming corpses, like being sucked away from their lives."
"It can be seen that there are two nirvana fruits. It is not what the great elder said, only some spiritual liquid can be recovered, even if the recovery, it should be short-lived, if you merge in that short recovery, you will undoubtedly die.
Because their true state is still shriveled, unless... they can be fully recovered, maybe... this is the key to integration. "
"And some people must have thought of this, but they have not succeeded. Either my thinking is still wrong, or... It is to revive these two nirvana fruits. The amount of spiritual liquid required is impossible to complete. Thing!"
"Unable to complete, there are two points. One is that even the Fang family... feel that it is horrible to consume, so it feels impossible to complete. Another point is that there is not enough herbs. After all, the vegetation is not endless, when even the substitutes cannot keep up with the consumption Naturally, it cannot be done.
Compared to the first point, I believe it is the second reason, which caused the two nirvana fruits to remain dry. "After Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he touched the storage bag, which had a bronze mirror inside.
"Perhaps, I can bring these two Nirvana Fruits back to life!" Meng Hao was short of breath, with a strange light in his eyes, but then he was heartbroken and gritted his teeth in hesitation.
"There are so many ninth mountains, seas and arrogances, the spirit stones can still be searched in the future, but if the nirvana of these two ancestors is revived and merged by me... it is my greatest good fortune in the Fang family!"
"Alchemy room!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, looking forward when he lowered his head.
In the early morning of the next day, when Meng Hao walked out of the attic, Fang Xi was no longer in sight. Fang Xi thought that he had done well in his mouth, and left, preparing to fight the heroes.
Jelly and the parrot, under the pretext of testing Fang Xi and personally supervising them, went with Fang Xi.
In the courtyard, in the rare peace, Meng Hao's body shook and turned into a Changhong. He went straight to his memory of this time, and flew away from the family's alchemy room.
The Fang family, as a huge family, naturally has its own alchemy, and it also established the Fang family's alchemy line. This line is all members of the Fang family's own clans. All belong to the Dan Dao line.
Outside the ancestral city, there is a special area for the family's alchemy. It is like a mountain gate, where the mountains are surrounded by mountains, and there are many attics, and the atmosphere is like a rainbow.
There are more than one hundred thousand alchemists who are just one line of alchemy, making the pill incense condensed here and staying for a long time, and you can always see the rainbow of alchemy, which is extremely gorgeous.
In the Fang family's alchemy line, the alchemists are of strict ranks. Unlike the purple luck sect, only the main furnace is divided into the purple furnace. In the Fang family's alchemy, the alchemists are divided into nine stages.
Tier 9 is the pinnacle, Tier 1 is the early stage, and under the alchemy master, there are a huge number of medicine children, as many as millions.
However, cultivation is inseparable from the elixir, especially after the fairyland, the cultivation of the immortal energy is majestic, and the ninth mountain and sea, the immortal energy is obviously not enough to support, so it is even more necessary to use the elixir and the strength of the vegetation to condense enough Xianqi.
For this reason, the alchemist has a high status. After all, not every tribe has the talent of alchemy, and especially the alchemists of rank 6 and above are even rarer. As for the ninth rank, there is only one person in the entire Fang family, which is called a pill. old.
The pills he refines are often only given to the ancestors who have been in retreat all year round.
Meng Hao turned into a Changhong. After flying out of the ancestral house, he saw the Fang family's alchemy mountains. As soon as he approached, a terrifying formation came to block him. When Meng Hao took out his identity card, the formation The Fa flashed, seeming to confirm Meng Hao's identity, and then enveloped Meng Hao, motivating the blood circulation in Meng Hao's body. After a while, he was released inside.
As soon as he stepped in, Meng Hao's spirits immediately rose. This scent was familiar to him. It was a memory of Zi Yunzong. Taking a deep breath at the moment, he immediately recognized in his mind that the scent contained in this scent. How many kinds of herbs, and how many kinds of combinations.
Regarding the pill Dao, even the pill ghost admitted that Meng Hao's alchemy had surpassed him and reached a terrifying level.
The mountains here are filled with mountains, and Meng Hao can feel the breath of many alchemists, and the temperature of the fire makes it very hot here. Among the mountains, there are many alchemists, but there are more, but some in small coats. Yaotong only saw at a glance, dozens of Changhongs were shuttled in the boundless area.
"I don't know how the alchemy here..." Meng Hao showed expectation in his eyes.
Obviously the great elder had made arrangements. When Meng Hao stepped into the line of Fang Family Dandao, from a mountain in the distance, a middle-aged man immediately flew up and landed in front of Meng Hao. He looked up and down Meng Haoji. Eye.
"You're Fang Hao? Your bloodline is very bright?" This middle-aged man wore a cyan gown with a haughty look. He was embroidered with five golden dragons on the neckline, indicating that he was a fifth-order alchemist.
Meng Hao nodded.
"I really don't know what the great elder thinks, even if your bloodline is inexhaustible, but here is the alchemy line. If you want to learn alchemy, you can do it without a strong bloodline.
This requires you to have the talent of the alchemy, can you make alchemy? "The middle-aged man looked a little impatient and glanced at Meng Hao.
These words made Meng Hao hesitate for a while, the alchemy is vast, he dare not say that he fully understands alchemy, so he speaks slowly.
"Know some."
"Some?" The middle-aged man showed displeasure on his face when he heard the words. He secretly immersed himself in the alchemy for many years. The more he understands the alchemy, the more he feels that the alchemy is vast. When I asked, I didn't dare to say something, I only dared to say something.
But the young man in front of him, the brilliant Tianjiao, actually dared to speak a little bit, obviously he was a person who didn't understand the alchemy.
"You really studied alchemy before, how many years did you study?" the middle-aged man said coldly with a dissatisfied expression.
"If you really learn, it should be more than a year..." Meng Hao hesitated again and replied.
The middle-aged man's complexion suddenly turned dark, and he was even more impatient. When he raised his right hand, he threw a storage bag to Meng Hao.
"There are the spiritual liquid pill explained by the great elder, and ten medicinal herbs." The middle-aged man waved his hand and gave Meng Hao another wooden sign.
"Spirit liquid is simpler than alchemy. According to the description of the elixir, you can make it yourself. If you can't, please ask other medicine boys to help you make it. As for the alchemy, you should learn from identifying herbs first, and hold this card. , Go to Yaomu No. 71 and 91 Peak, learn there for about a hundred years, and then come to me." The middle-aged man turned around and walked away. After seven or eight steps, he paused and looked back at Meng Hao.
"Remember, Dan Dao is mighty, and when someone asks you in the future, don't answer so arrogantly. After only one year of study, you dare to say that you know a little bit!
In addition, even if you have a good reputation, here, you are not a Tianjiao, but an ordinary tribe. If you have no talent, don't waste family resources here, go wherever you come! "
The middle-aged man scolded him, turned into a Changhong, and disappeared.
Meng Hao smiled bitterly. He felt that his answer should be correct, but it caused dissatisfaction with the other party. His consciousness swept through the storage bag in his hand and took out the pill inside. After sweeping it, the refinement of the spiritual liquid was indeed It's very simple. You don't need an alchemist, an ordinary medicine boy can do it.
It's just that the herbs needed are of great value. Meng Hao's storage bag contains ten parts of spiritual liquid. In it, he saw some herbs that were rare in the Southern Sky Star.
In particular, one of the herbs has only three leaves, and it actually exudes fairy qi.
"Sanxianye!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized the herb after seeing the herb, and he had some understanding of the roots of Fang Family Pill Dao in his heart.
"Even the three immortal leaves can be exchanged for it. Here, it can be said to be the holy land of the alchemy." Meng Hao's eyes lit up and his breathing was slightly rapid. He himself was not very good at judging the specific extent of his alchemy. After all, many representative medicinal pills that measure the strength of the alchemy path lacked medicinal herbs and were difficult to refine.
"Let's go and take a look, between Fang family's alchemy and me, who is strong and who is weak!" Meng Hao shook his body, holding the wooden slip, and according to the map drawn on it, went straight to the number seven and ninety one peak of Yaomu.