My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Even they had never seen the Elder Elder's alchemy technique a few times, and the elixir refined once was extremely important, so they had no chance to observe it from the sidelines, and were directly driven outside the door to guard.

But the elder elder specifically told them that if Gu Fenghua and the others came, let them go in directly. Such attention and kind treatment, even their direct descendants have to envy.

"Okay, then let's go and observe it." Gu Fenghua was originally curious about Elder Xie's alchemy skills, but after hearing what Xie Youran and Shi Jianhao said, he no longer refused.

When Xie Youran opened the door lightly, Gu Fenghua and the others tiptoed and walked in cautiously, for fear of disturbing Elder Xie by making any noise.

"You can just come in boldly. The alchemy in the temple is not as strict as you think, and you can't tolerate any interruptions. Besides, I just scrapped a furnace and I'm resting. I'm not afraid of your interruptions, haha." Elder Xie laughed at himself. The voice came.

It was only then that Gu Fenghua and the others noticed that there was an alchemy furnace in the middle of the alchemy room. The style was similar to the ones they had seen before, but it was several times bigger.

The alchemy furnaces they have seen before are generally about one foot and seven inches in diameter, but the alchemy furnace in front of them is as tall as half a person, and at least two people need to hug each other.

What kind of alchemy is this that requires such a huge alchemy furnace? Gu Fenghua and the others all looked surprised.

"Isn't it strange why this pill furnace is so huge? I'll keep it a secret for now, and you will know soon." Xie Huaiyuan said with a smile, and stood up.

Judging by his expression, he was obviously a little tired, and he probably spent a lot of effort in alchemy before.

As Xie Huaiyuan said, he was arranging the medicinal materials and preparing to start alchemy again.

"Master, don't rest for a while." Seeing the haggard look on his face, a middle-aged man persuaded.

This middle-aged man was named Yuan Zizheng, and he was Xie Huaiyuan's disciple, while the other middle-aged men were his nephews, that is, the uncles or masters of Xie Youran and others.

"If we continue to rest, I'm afraid it will be too late. I think they should go up the mountain now." Xie Huaiyuan said with a wry smile.

"Those wolf lungs and dog lungs shouldn't have helped them like that in the first place." Yuan Zizheng said angrily, and several other senior brothers also showed indignation.

"Forget it, it's all about the previous generation, we are the juniors, and we can still blame them for failing, so watch the fire carefully.

There are only the last few copies of the medicinal herbs picked a few days ago, so don't waste any more. "Xie Huaiyuan waved his hand, interrupted their words, and then said to Gu Fenghua and the others, "You all have a good look at how my alchemy in Misty Cloud Valley is different from Lingtian Academy. "

"Yes, Master (Master Uncle)." Although Yuan Zizheng and the others were furious in their hearts, it was indeed difficult to blame the elders, so they honestly lit up the fire.

Gu Fenghua and the others could vaguely hear that the elixir refined today is so important because it is related to someone else. However, when it comes to Misty Cloud Valley's family affairs, it is impossible for them to ask more questions, and they all watched Xie Huaiyuan's alchemy seriously.

Although the alchemy furnace is many times larger, the material used to make fire is still charcoal, which is no different from the general alchemy technique.

However, when Xie Huaiyuan's handprint was printed, Gu Fenghua and the others secretly marveled.

I saw that Xie Huaiyuan sometimes pinched his fingers to form a sword, and sometimes vertically pointed his fingers to form a palm, making handprints one after another, sometimes like picking stars and picking flowers, or like flowing clouds and flying waterfalls, sometimes like a sword pointing at the sky, and matched with his toga The long-sleeved robe of the holy master is really as quiet as a majestic mountain, as moving as a cloud, as agile and elegant, as if he is a peerless master.