The next morning, Nanfeng got up early and strolled to the front yard. The early stage of the transcendence ritual required the cooperation of three people, and the later stage only required one person to chant the sutra. The two brothers, Tianmu, rested in the class room, leaving a young apprentice here.
This young apprentice was only ten years old. He did not recite sutras properly and teased Lao Bai with a bone. Lao Bai ignored him and did not look at him.
Seeing the south wind coming, the little Taoist was frightened, threw away the bones and started chanting sutras.
"Take a rest when you are tired. Your master should have told you, stay away from this biting dog." Nanfeng said with a smile.
The little Taoist nodded repeatedly, knocked on the wooden fish and continued chanting.
When Nan Feng returned to the backyard, the door to the west wing had been opened, and Yuan An Ning had gotten up and was washing up in the house.
Nan Feng did not go to the west wing, but went to the main room. Without pushing the door open, the fat man locked the door bolt inside.
Nanfeng walked to the east chamber again. When he reached the door of the east chamber, Yuan Anning opened the door of the west chamber and said, "Well, young hero."
"Young girl is safe." Nan Feng turned around after hearing the voice. He was wandering around the backyard just to let Yuan An Ning see him.
"I have a few words to say to you, young hero. I wonder if you have some free time?" Yuan Anning asked.
"What's going on?" Nanfeng asked.
"Please speak inside the room." Yuan Anning came out and stood by the door.
Nanfeng walked over, and Yuan Anning welcomed him into the room, closing the door ajar, and they sat down at the table across the table.
Yuan Anning once again expressed his gratitude to the two for helping with funeral arrangements. After thanking him, he whispered, "The young hero asked about the elixir the night before, but are you willing to ask for help in exchange?"
This is what Nanfeng is most concerned about, "Does the King of Medicine still have a Qi-boosting elixir in his hand?"
Yuan Anning nodded, "I think there must be some. The King of Medicine Cauldron is in his hands. If he has all the herbs, he can refine the Qi-tonifying elixir once a year."
"Medicine King Cauldron?" This is the first time Nanfeng has heard of this artifact.
Yuan Anning nodded again and explained, "The Yaowang Cauldron is the treasure of the Yaowang Sect. It can be used to smelt elixirs. Nowadays, the art of external alchemy has long declined, and the method of refining alchemy has long been lost. Although there are many alchemy cauldrons left in the world, they No one knows the method of alchemy anymore, this medicine king tripod is so magical that even if you don’t know the method of alchemy, you can still make elixirs.”
"How effective is the elixir? What do I need to exchange it for?" Nanfeng asked eagerly.
"It's a long story." Yuan Anning poured tea for Nanfeng first before talking. It is not a secret that Uncle Wang has the Medicine King Cauldron in his hand. Many people in the world know it, but if you know it, you will know it. Very soon Few people exchanged the elixir with him. This was not because they didn't want to get the elixir, but because Uncle Wang had a weird temper and was unkind. There was only one way to get the elixir from him, and that was to get something. Go and change.
Uncle Wang has no interest in gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, painting or antiques. He has no fixed preferences. What he likes depends on his mood at the time. At first, General Wang brought more than a dozen kinds of royal utensils to exchange for Qi-tonifying elixirs. Uncle Wang said goodbye to him. None of them were interested, but they fell in love with an eight-treasure glass mirror. This mirror was made of copper, with glass as the mirror surface and inlaid with eight kinds of gemstones. Although it was valuable, it was the cheapest compared to other imperial utensils.
It doesn’t matter how much an artifact is worth to outsiders. What matters is whether it is valuable in Uncle Wang’s eyes. To put it bluntly, it means whether he likes it and how much he likes it. Uncle Wang liked this mirror very much, so he gave it to him. General Wang has a three-turn elixir.
The qi-boosting elixirs tempered by Uncle Wang are also different. They are divided into nine levels according to their potency, namely first-level, second-level, and even ninth-level. The first level is the most common, and the ninth level is the most valuable. The first-level elixir can make beginners vomit. A practitioner in Na's practice can become a cave god within one year, and a second-level practitioner can become a high-level mystery within two years. The most miraculous nine-level elixir can actually help a beginner become a Taixuan within nine years.
Hearing this, Nanfeng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. In his situation, the elixir of one, two, and three turns was no longer useful, but the elixir of four or more turns was still very helpful. If he could get the nine-turn elixir, If you take the elixir, you can advance to Taixuan within six years.
However, Yuan Anning's subsequent words made him not have high hopes for this matter. So far, no one has ever received an eighth-level or higher Qi-replenishing elixir from Uncle Wang, and only one seventh-level elixir has been exchanged. The stone was given to a warrior from the Liang Kingdom. He was innocent of the crime of harboring the stone. The warrior died at home that night after receiving the qi-boosting elixir. He was disembowelled and died in a very tragic manner.
"What did he exchange for the Seventh Transformation Spirit Pill?" Nanfeng asked.
"This matter was rumored as a joke among the people in the world. The man brought a few artifacts there. Uncle Wang didn't like them, but he took a fancy to a shaft on the man's carriage. Yuan Anning said.
Nanfeng nodded. As the saying goes, there is a specialty, but those who reach the top of a certain industry must be different. At that point, they no longer care about the opinions of outsiders, and act based on their own likes and dislikes.
"If you are willing to ask for it, I can give you a few artifacts that General Wang has never brought here before," Yuan Anning said.
Nanfeng shook his head and declined. What he needed was a Qi-replenishing elixir of level 4 or above. Only rare treasures could be obtained. The prerequisite was that Uncle Wang liked it.
Seeing Nanfeng's refusal, Yuan Anning also knew that he had no hope in this matter, so he comforted him, "It is said that the Medicine King Cauldron can only be used once a year, and it can obtain nine pills, with varying degrees of good and bad, mostly one or three times." It’s already rare, the seventh rank is even rarer, and the ninth rank has probably never been released.”
Nan Feng nodded. This road was extremely difficult and difficult to walk. However, he still asked the Nan Yao Wang Uncle where he lived. If he encountered any rare things in the future, he could try his luck with them.
Yuan Anning was very polite to Nanfeng, and his words and demeanor were very decent. He did not ask about Nanfeng's past, but only asked him what his plans were in the future.
Naturally, Nanfeng couldn't tell her what he wanted to do. He only said that he had no specific plans, so Yuan Anning advised him to stay away from officialdom and practice martial arts hard. When he reaches a high level, he can command the heroes and control the country like Li Chaozong.
Nanfeng just responded, but didn't take it seriously. However, he got a deeper understanding of Yuan Anning. After all, this person was not Xiaojiabiyu. She had great ambitions, and this ambition was most likely to avenge her parents, or even It is Kuang Fushan River.
There have been important ministers in all dynasties. If the ministers have too much power, they will take away the imperial power. At this time, the most important minister in the Western Wei Dynasty is not the Great Sima Li Shangqin, but the general Yu Wentai who holds the military power. This person controls the military affairs of the Western Wei Dynasty. The previous emperor After dying at the hands of this man, Yuan Anning has little hope and great difficulty in avenging his father.
If a woman is too small-minded, she will be stingy and lack everyone's style. If a woman is too ambitious and thinks about the country, she will lack the femininity of women. Yuan Anning belongs to the latter. It seems that this kind of woman will not like ordinary people, but she likes the heroes who dominate the battlefield.
Nanfeng originally wanted to ask her about her relationship with the dwarf, but he didn't want to ask at this time. Originally, he wanted to ask her what she was doing with Gongshu Yaoshu, but she didn't want to ask at this time. It was best not to ask about things she didn't want to participate in. He had his own things to do, and he had no time or reason to help Yuan Anning avenge his country.
The two talked for half an hour, then Nanfeng went out to have breakfast with the fat man.
"Is someone rejecting you?" the fat man asked. Although Nanfeng couldn't express his emotions and anger, he didn't show everything on his face. But for the fat man who grew up with a child, Nanfeng's Small changes in mood could not be hidden from him.
"You think I'm you? Your eyes will go straight when you see a woman." Nan Feng curled his lips and shook his head.
The fat man wasn't angry either, "What's wrong? Something's wrong?"
"It's important to be well-matched." Nanfeng said casually. It seems that the princess likes a poor boy and the prince likes a wild girl are just rumors. They are not on the same level and it is difficult to get along with each other.
"Who is she?" Fatty asked curiously.
Nanfeng drank porridge from a bowl and didn't answer.
"She's pretty." The fat man felt sorry for Nan Feng.
Nanfeng still didn't answer. It was true that Yuan Anning was good-looking, but it was also true that he had no feelings for Yuan Anning. It was uncertain whether there would be any in the future, at least not yet...