The Most Powerful Young Man

Wu Peilin and Wu Jingtian were a little surprised when they heard what Xiao Yao said. They leaned forward together and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yao, do you want to start now? You haven't eaten yet."

"Ha! What's wrong with that, I don't have the energy to treat the illness if I don't eat breakfast?" Xiao Yao smiled.

Wu Jingtian wanted to talk, but was interrupted by Xiao Yao waved.

"Give me that ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, and also, bring all the medicinal materials in my house." Xiao Yao said.

Wu Jingtian nodded, still a little disbelief: "Start now?"

"Start now, no time to delay!" Xiao Yao's expression was extremely serious.

Originally, he was not in a hurry, but just now, he saw lifelessness from the old man's hall.

If you don't start now, it won't take long before the old man can't hold it anymore. He seems to feel that he can close his eyes when he sees Yan Guoqiang.

This is obviously not what Xiao Yao wants to see, so now, he must start!

Although Wu Jingtian and Wu Peilin are asking questions, Xiao Yao dare not tell the truth. After all, the old man is still here. If he hears what he said, his psychology will definitely change again. When the time comes, only It becomes more troublesome!

Therefore, Xiao Yao simply did not explain.

When Wu Jingtian brought all the medicinal materials and the medicinal pot stove with him, the old man had twelve silver needles stuck in his body. At this time, Xiao Yao's face was also pale.

On his forehead, beads of sweat were overflowing, and it seemed that the twelve needles stuck in this made Xiao Yao exhausted.

"Xiao Yao, are you okay?" Wu Jingtian asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's okay, everything is in my expectation." Xiao Yao smiled, then turned to look at the old man, and asked, "Master, how do you feel now?"

Elder Wu rubbed his head and whispered, "I don't know if you are psychologically or not, but I feel better."

Xiao Yao rolled his eyes, and because of his fart, his twelve silver needles pierced the twelve main acupoints that control vitality in the human body, and poured all the vitality of the body into them, just to be able to give the old man Adding vitality, if he doesn't feel anything, that would be really weird.

"Father, you lie down for a while, I'll go to boil the medicine." Xiao Yao stood up after speaking, but his feet staggered, showing that he didn't fall.

"Xiao Yao, are you okay?" Wu Jingtian's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward to support Xiao Yao. Everyone looked at him with worry in their eyes.

Xiao Yao waved his hand and coughed: "The energy consumption in the body is a bit severe, but it will be restored in a short while, sir, wait for it! Hmph, dare to question my medical skills, and let him later. You are convinced!"

Although Xiao Yao said that, everyone could tell that this guy was joking with the old man.

After Xiao Yao walked out of the yard, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid... is a good boy." Elder Wu said.

"Dad, we can all see it." Wu Peilin smiled, "Xiao Yao has completely spared his life for your illness. You must be confident!"

Elder Wu looked at him a little, and for a long time, nodded, and laughed: "Okay, I don't believe you, but I should still believe Xiao Yao. Since he is so confident, he is naturally capable. I believe him! "

Wu Peilin is full of black lines, so, feeling that his own son can't get the trust of the old man!

"Grandpa, I'll go out and see Xiao Yao." Wu Jingtian said.

"Go, see if you can help." The old man waved his hand and agreed to Wu Jingtian's request.

After Wu Jingtian walked out, he felt something was wrong. Xiao Yao held a knife in his hand and cut off his fingers before letting blood flow into the medicine jar.

"Brother Xiao, what are you?" Wu Jingtian asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yao turned his face, glanced at him, smiled mysteriously, and said, "Don't ask that much."

"But, your blood..." Wu Jingtian seemed a little worried, "Your face is now pale and terrifying."

Xiao Yao smiled bitterly and sighed, and then whispered: "No way, even I can only be 20% sure of the father's illness, so this time, I can only take the risk."

"Take the risk?" Wu Jingtian was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, I want to make a pill!" Xiao Yao's expression was solemn, "and the pill to be made this time is still a seven-pin pill."

"Seven-pin pill?" Wu Jingtian felt that the more he listened, the more confused he became.

Xiao Yao sighed and explained briefly: "Pills have nine grades, seven or eighty nine grades, which are fan pill, while four, five and six grades are elixir pill, one, two and three grades are spirit pill.

"Then, this seventh-grade pill is also a fan pill?" Wu Jingtian asked.

"It can be said that, in fact, the vitality pill that I am going to refine now is not just Fan Dan, it is between Fan Dan and elixir!" Xiao Yao said.

Wu Jingtian took a breath.

After a long time, he slowly recovered and asked, "Brother Xiao, is there really an elixir in this world?"

"Why not?" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"So many emperors are all refining elixir in pursuit of immortality. As a result, isn't it that way?" Wu Jingtian rubbed his head, "Others say they are stupid."

Xiao Yao didn't get angry because of Wu Jingtian's questioning, but laughed.

Wu Jingtian was puzzled by this smile: "Brother Xiao, am I wrong to say that?"

"It's not wrong, I didn't find the point." Xiao Yao said sternly, "Let me ask you, do you think ancient people, especially the ancient emperors, are really fools? Qin Shihuang can dominate the six countries, is he a fool? ?"

"..." Wu Jingtian did not answer this question. He already knew what Xiao Yao wanted to express.

Xiao Yao didn't sell Guanzi, and said: "If someone really regards them as stupid and thinks that they are stupid, then they are the real stupid. Shockingly, they are emperors and monarchs. There are even more literati and warriors under their hands. You understand, don’t they understand?”

Wu Jingtian took a breath.

To be honest, Xiao Yao's remarks almost subverted his previous understanding of himself.

"Brother Xiao, does the elixir really exist?" Wu Jingtian asked in a low voice.

"The elixir exists, but it is not easy to refine the elixir. Anyway, I have never seen anyone who can refine the elixir. Even if it can be practiced, it is only a semi-finished product." Xiao Yao said.

"Then let's this time..." Wu Jingtian said this, with bitterness on his face, and now he finally knew why Xiao Yao said this was a risky move, and why he was only 10% sure.

"I have refined the nine-tier pill before, and I have also refined the eight-tier pill, and the seventh-tier pill, but I'm really not sure about this vitality pill." Xiao Yao sighed, "Previously I also told you that Shengji Pill is not only a seven-pin pill, it is already equivalent to a half-elixir, so I don’t know what will happen in the end."

Wu Jingtian was frowning at first, but in the end he smiled, as if letting go of the big rock in his heart.

"I see, Brother Xiao, just tell me if you need my help." Wu Jingtian said.

"Are you willing to believe me?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Well, my grandpa dares to believe you, why can't I believe you? And I believe that you will be able to succeed too!" Wu Jingtian said, "I believe every word of what you said to my grandpa just now. "

"..." Xiao Yao's smile was rather bitter, "Actually, I can't believe myself."

"Brother Xiao, your thoughts are very dangerous! If you don't believe in yourself, how can others believe you?" The expression on Wu Jingtian's face is also rarely serious when he speaks.

"Haha, you are right. If I don't believe in myself, how can others believe in me?" Xiao Yao coughed and said, "You also have inner strength. You will help me build a fire later."

"Okay!" Wu Jingtian took out his lighter as he spoke.

"No, no, it's not using a lighter to make a fire." Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head.

"What's that?" Wu Jingtian scratched his head. This fire does not require a lighter, but does it have to use matches?

After he finished speaking, he found Xiao Yao looking at him with a strange look. I don't know why, Wu Jingtian suddenly had a very bad feeling. When Xiao Yao picked up two firewood and handed it to him, he was completely crying.

"Brother Xiao, are you planning to let me drill wood to make fire?" Wu Jingtian was about to cry.

"Yes." Xiao Yao said sternly, "The fire of the lighter is not the sky fire."

"What is Skyfire?" Wu Jingtian was stunned.

"Sky fire is the fire that should exist originally, for example, stone fire, or thunder and lightning fire, or drill wood to make fire. The fire in the lighter can't make alchemy." Xiao Yao said.

Wu Jingtian nodded. Although he couldn't understand it, since Xiao Yao said so, he had to follow Xiao Yao's instructions. Fortunately, Wu Jingtian also had experience in survival in the wild, so it would cost him to drill wood for fire. Time, but it's not difficult.

While Wu Jingtian was on fire, Xiao Yao also threw all the important things into the medicine jar, and then put the ganoderma and ginseng into it.

After closing the lid, Xiao Yao also let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Xiao, what will happen if we fail?" Wu Jingtian asked in a low voice.

"If you fail, you really fail." Xiao Yao looked serious.

"No? We can still find medicinal materials, and then continue alchemy!" Wu Jingtian said quickly.

Xiao Yao glanced at him, waved his hand, his face was not very beautiful: "With my current strength, it will take at least half a year for the essence and blood in my body to recover. If I want to refine the pill, I must use it in my body. Essence and blood, after all, I have eaten all kinds of medicinal materials since I was a child.

Although Wu Jingtian didn't quite understand what Xiao Yao meant, he was certain.

They have only one chance!