Alchemy proficiency - 1? It's okay, I have an iron pot! "
Su Yunxi climbed the mountain nine times and entered the Qingyun world. She had no background and no talent, and she relied on the word "volume" to support herself——
The senior sister memorized ten volumes of sutras, and she gnawed at the books until the rooster crowed; the senior brother wielded the knife a hundred times, and she practiced spears until the stars fell; the master made elixirs all night long, and she guarded the furnace until the charcoal piles piled up.
Until one day, the blue pattern alchemy furnace exploded and only fragments were left. She took out the iron pot she bought at the foot of the mountain and said, "I'm sorry, I'll use another prop to continue rolling." "
As a result, the iron pot controlled the fire more stably than the spiritual furnace, and the fragrance of the elixir was spread for three miles, and even the iron pots in the sect's blacksmith shop were robbed.
Senior Brother Wang said with a mournful face: "Junior Sister Yunxi, please leave the iron pot! "
Su Yunxi wiped the elixir fire from the bottom of the pot: "What's the hurry? When I make the whole world of cultivation cry, the iron pot will be enough. "
