little spicy jiao

Chapter 70

The next day, in the Changsheng Pavilion of Xixin Valley, smoke was lingering and the fragrance of dan was overflowing.

Wearing a red hat, Mo Jiaojiao put his hands neatly on his knees, and was sitting on a high stool in the room at the moment, staring unblinkingly at the flames jumping in the open alchemy furnace not far away.

The air was full of medicinal fragrance, and the child's white and small nose moved, and from time to time, he raised his head to take a sniff, and swayed his feet slowly.

Suddenly, the red flames in the pill furnace made a soft "crack", and the child's hands on his knees squeezed the soft robe tightly, his eyes widened, his shaking feet stopped, and he subconsciously held his breath. took a breath.

After a while, the flames in the furnace became quiet again, and Mo Jiaojiao quietly patted his chest, staring at the stove, and slowly shaking his feet again.

Fairy Hongyan and Shen Siyuan were sitting at the table on the other side of the room, observing the child's movements without any trace, seeing his series of timid reactions, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing helplessly.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to refine the elixir today." Fairy Hongyan took the brocade box containing the herbs on the table, opened it to check, and sighed slightly, "Jiao Jiao is afraid of the elixir fire, and needs to find a way to overcome the fear." .”

"It's not surprising that plants are afraid of ordinary fire." Shen Siyuan smiled casually while holding a teacup: "Although Mo Jiaojiao is the carrier of the sky fire, the sky fire never directly threatened him to be roasted, so naturally he can't do much. help."

"It's just that it's not reasonable." Fairy Hongyan explained lightly: "Uncle Chongrong told me today that Jiao Jiao lived in the sea of ​​consciousness before and often couldn't sleep peacefully because the temperature of the sky fire was too high, so he should have been used to the sky fire long ago." exists."

"Then I have to ask the little baby." Shen Siyuan knocked on the table and greeted him: "Jiao Jiao, come and drink tea."

Hearing the sound, Mo Jiaojiao turned his head and glanced at the young man, then slowly jumped off the stool and walked over to stand beside Shen Siyuan.

He glanced at the teacup on the table and said, "The lamb is deceiving, there is no scorched teacup."

"Yes." Shen Siyuan stretched out his hand and took the fat and round white jade bottle from the other end of the table, lifted the lid and handed it to the child, pouted, "Isn't this the one?"

Mo Jiaojiao looked down at the bottle with two jade rabbit ears, took it and hugged it in his arms, saying: "This is a burnt water bottle, there is no tea, Jiujiu said it is sour plum soup."

Shen Siyuan laughed out loud, and joked: "It's really not easy to fool."

Fairy Hongyan glared at Shen Siyuan, and said: "Jiao Jiao, why are you not afraid of sky fire, but ordinary fire? How can we make alchemy like this?"

"Jiaojiao is a chili pepper, so he is afraid of fire." Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head, as if not surprised by this, "Tianhuo grew up with me, it likes to burn me, but it was born together with meridian... that is……"

The child frowned in distress, and racked his brains to explain: "There is heavenly fire in the scorched meridians, and it is everywhere in the body. It is the same as me, so I won't be afraid."

"Is that so?" Shen Siyuan touched his extremely pale chin, his sickly handsome face showed a trace of surprise, he looked at Fairy Hongyan, and said: "Skyfire can coexist with Shentuzi, it seems that it is still chess It’s almost a trick. At first, the old Guzhu and I were worried that Jiao Jiao would not be able to control Tianhuo, but now it seems that Tianhuo has become his help.”

"Exactly." Fairy Hongyan was also aware of this, and looked at the child with relief, "Since this is the case, Jiao Jiao should not be afraid of Fanhuo, you should overcome your fear and give it a try. Although the monster body is fragile, it is not Mere fire can hurt you."

After speaking, the female fairy got up, took the child by the hand, brought him to the side of the alchemy stove, pointed to the green smoke curling up on it, and asked, "Does Jiaojiao know what kind of elixir is being refined now?"

"I know." Mo Jiaojiao took a step back a little shyly, and tiptoed to look into the alchemy furnace, "This is you biting the alchemy. It can make the monks look like spirit beasts."

"..." Shen Siyuan followed behind and burst out laughing, and corrected him: "Little baby, could it be that Chongrong never taught you to write? It's the demon imitation pill."

As the young man spoke, three characters glowing with gold suddenly appeared in the air, which were drawn by Shen Siyuan with spiritual power.

Mo Jiao stared straight at it for a while, and said confidently, "It's not that Jiao Jiao doesn't know how to read, but Jiao Jiao can write, but I'm not sure."

"That's right." Fairy Hongyan was obviously used to it, and helped explain: "This child's speech is childish, and his pronunciation is not accurate. Maybe Yinshen Valley didn't teach this."

When Shen Siyuan heard the words and thought of the stammering Reed Demon in the Valley of the Hidden God, he nodded in understanding.

"Jiao Jiao, just now I have taught you the steps of alchemy, the functions of the herbs and the order of putting them in, the control of the heat and even the time of release."

Fairy Hongyan put away the good-quality demon-imitating pill in the furnace, and said: "Now, your task is to refine the foundation-building pill, and finish it before get out of class ends. Can you do it?"

"As long as the pill comes out, it will be finished?" Mo Jiaojiao asked.

"That's right. Since you are a beginner, our requirement is that as long as the pill comes out, it doesn't matter how fine it is." Fairy Hongyan patted the child on the shoulder affectionately.

"Jiao Jiao knows." Mo Jiao Jiao nodded firmly, then turned to look at the two elders, and whispered: "Can Jiao Jiao practice here by himself? Tianhuo doesn't like other people around."

"Of course. But..." Fairy Hongyan looked at Shen Siyuan with a little worry, and changed her words: "No problem, you can start, I will wait outside with Master Shen, remember, you only have one hour time."

After finishing speaking, the two turned around and left the Changsheng Pavilion at the same time, even closing the door behind them.

Mo Jiaojiao was concentrating on sniffing the herbs, so she didn't notice... Before Hongyan Fairy left, she quietly hung a simple mirror on the wall, which happened to reflect the child and the pill furnace together .

***

Heavenly fire is recognized by the cultivation world as the purest fire between heaven and earth, which can burn all things and is indestructible.There are two types of real fire, earth fire and human fire, which are equally famous.

However, the only ray of ground fire left in the world went to the opposite side of the mainland with the migrating ghost cultivators as early as when the mainland split.

The human fire disappeared during the civil war between mortals thousands of years ago.

When Mo Jiaojiao lived in the Yinshen Valley when he was young, the owner of the Yinshen Valley taught the children the art of alchemy and almost exhausted all his life's knowledge.

However, for some reason, the child is not enlightened, and fears when he encounters Fanhuo. No matter how earnestly the old man persuades him, the child's wariness cannot be dispelled.

In the past, Mo Jiaojiao also tried alchemy in order not to make the elderly Guzhu sad, but that time, the child's hands were almost burned by the alchemy fire.

At that time, the poor little boy was out of breath from crying, and his hands were covered with burn marks.The old valley owner was so distressed that he never forced him to make alchemy.

Originally, the power of ordinary fire was extremely small. Judging from the common sense, it was absolutely impossible to hurt the little pepper that had already transformed. The moment Mo Jiaojiao was afraid of Fanhuo, he lost the physical advantage of the Yaozu, and any flame could easily hurt him.

The owner of the Hidden God Valley discovered the truth after the child was burned, so he no longer forced it.It's just that Mo Jiaojiao was too young, ignorant and forgetful, so he forgot this.

Mo Jiaojiao is undoubtedly excellent in the general knowledge of alchemy and even the memorization and mastery of the formulas of various elixirs. The only thing he lacks is the refining by himself.

Therefore, at this moment, the child squatted quietly beside the alchemy stove, watching the dancing flames with clean and clear eyes.

Bie Hejian slipped in from the outside at some point, and at the moment he was also guarding beside the alchemy furnace.Seeing that the child was motionless, he couldn't help asking: "Little ancestor, didn't you tell Chong Rong Jianzun that you were told by those brats?"

"What did you say?" Mo Jiaojiao turned his head, with genuine doubts in his eyes.

"That's right, they said that your sword skills are not good." Bie Hejian said tentatively.It happened to go out for a briefing yesterday, so it would know that it had heard about it from other sword spirits.

"Jiao Jiao can't." Mo Jiao turned around sullenly, "They are not wrong. The owner of the valley said that you have to do your own things, and if you are bullied outside, you have to be cold... No, according to your strength... And I can fight back by myself, and if I can't beat it, I call the owner of the valley. But they didn't hit me. Jiao Jiao didn't want to talk."

"So sensible." Bie Hejian looked at him amusedly, "Then next time if you want to fight, you can call me. Didn't your Valley Master say to fight by yourself? I'm just a famous sword, not a human head, we are one People, don’t you think so?”

"...It seems to be." Mo Jiaojiao replied in a daze, obviously being fooled.

Bie He didn't make any noise after he succeeded, and let the child continue to stare at Huo Miao, not feeling at all how embarrassing it would be for him as a peerless famous sword to be so boring as to follow the little baby to bully the child.

The blazing fire in the furnace jumped again, and the child finally stood up.

He raised his hand to his dantian, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, the temperature in the room suddenly rose, and the flame in the alchemy furnace went out with a pop.

Mo Jiaojiao opened his eyes, moved his little hand on the dantian, palm facing upwards.

In the white and tender palm, there was clearly a dark green flame burning.

Bie Hejian looked at this ray of flame in shock, felt the strong oppressive force and overwhelming suffocation that seemed familiar to him, the sword trembled uncontrollably, clanked, and murmured: "Heavenly fire...can really transform into form... ..."

Everyone knows that Heavenly Fire is invincible, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, from birth to maturity, it has always been disintegrated and unable to condense. Therefore, as soon as they appear in the world, no matter how powerful they are, no matter how hard the monks try to stay. If you don't live with them, they will survive for only one stick of incense.

Today, however, Mo Jiaojiao's Skyfire appears in a physical form.

Bie Hejian realized for the first time that the previously known ability of Shentuzi was only the tip of the iceberg compared with the real strength that had been hidden for a long time.

Mo Jiaojiao held the mischievously beating green flame, and discussed in a soft voice: "You listen to me, I will make you three points hot, and seven points will be seven points. I'll take you out to play later."

...but seriously trying to bargain with the most tyrannical and terrifying Hellion.

"If you don't speak, I'll let you in. It's useless for you to object anyway, I'm stronger than you." After the child finished talking, he threw Tianhuo into the alchemy furnace under Bie Hejian's dull gaze.

Then came a series of refining processes that were as accurate as alchemy secrets, without any errors.

After half an hour passed, Mo Jiaojiao took the sky fire back, took out the brocade box and put the pills in one by one, and finally sniffed it closely, and muttered suspiciously: "This seems to have a different effect... It's not Jidan anymore... like osmanthus cake."

"What sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Bie Hejian came back to his senses in a hurry, and hurriedly looked over, only to see that the child had already squeezed a fragrant elixir into his small mouth, chewed it carelessly, and swallowed it. Still foolishly said:

"This elixir smells so good, Jiao Jiao likes it."

Bie He only felt his blood surge, and his eyes went dark.