The incense of Xin was refined, Ji Yu sent off the child servant to close the yard door and inserted the incense of Xin incense into the incense burner to light it. This incense is not an extraordinary incense, and it has the power to open the heavenly gate and open the earthly door. A wave of white smoke vines rose up and rushed into the void.

The smell of this cigarette can be blessed by the altar and traveled thousands of miles away. Chilong is cold in nature and likes to shrink in the ice orifice. He loves to smell this fragrance. If Chilong smells this fragrance, it will fly according to the smell.

Dragons are born extraordinary and can swell clouds and fog. True dragons can be even more fine and huge. Large ones measure the universe. Small ones hide in the wild and fly and change unpredictably. Chilong is the bloodline of the real dragon, and it also has magical powers and changes, which are the essence of Kan Water.

The cold dragon is good at spitting out cold mist, and those with great magical powers can even freeze thousands of miles. If Ji Yu is unlucky, if such a divine dragon comes with fragrance and cannot be trapped in the bamboo basket, it will be a disaster. Of course, there are very few such divine dragons, most of which are about a small dragon.

Seeing that the altar was laid, Ji Yu drew a talisman for the bamboo basket, so he went back to the room to get the saltpeter and sulfur tribute brought from the school, and prepared to refine gunpowder.

This method of subduing fire in the gods is slightly different from the method of refining black gunpowder. You still have to burn the thief and make a cauldron, practice it into fire sand, and then open the altar to absorb the method, and start the three and six Bing fire qi to refine it.

First, he sent someone to carry the Chilong altar to the west suburbs of the city. Ji Yu used the half-calfed Zixiu Gua to select a barren mountain, and placed the altar on the top of the mountain. He condemned more than a hundred soldiers to guard the mountain at the foot of the mountain and drove away the idle people.

When he returned to the mansion, he burned the furnace again and exploded several times in a row. After working hard for the afternoon, Ji Yu finally refined a furnace of fire sand.

Ji Yu opened the altar of Sanli Bing Fire again, untied the bun on his head, disguised his hair, stepped on the gang and took the bucket, and started to capture the southern Bing Fire Qi of Sanli.

Ji Yu often wondered why all the methods of opening the altar had to be disguised and walked on the turbulent stage.

He only knew that this originated from ancient witchcraft. When ancient wizards practiced the sacred gods, they were either loose hair, furs and jumping, shaped like crazy sheep's horns, used to connect with the sacred gods.

What Ji Yu didn't know was that there were actually wise men who envied immortality. They wore clothes stuck with feathers and imagined that they could fly in Qingming like birds. They didn't know how many ancestors died from the cliff. They found that even if mortals wore feathers, they could not fly freely.

Later, these people moved farther and farther away from the tribe, and were disgusted by simple working people, so they had to hide in the deep mountains.

These people accidentally studied various Yuanqi in the world, and then turned the Yuanqi into various gods worshipping. The Yuanqi, which had nothing, compiled stories about the origin of usurping gods, appeared in Zhurong, Gonggong, Houtu, Huangtian, and Wa, and many other Yuanqi personified the ancient sacreds.

Later, some of these wise men of the ancestors returned to the tribe to gain respectful status and presided over the clan's sacrifices and named Wu Gong.

Some of them still yearn for flying, wearing feathers, calling themselves feathers, wandering around looking for magical medicines. Later, someone found the nectar of the nectar of Liquan. After taking it, they either grew wings to fly and escape, or changed their appearance, had two horns on the head, three heads and six arms, or had green faces and fangs that could spit out thunder and fire. They were also called gods, and Huangdi Chiyou and others all belonged to this category.

A few continued to hide in the deep mountains, study the primordial qi of heaven and earth, and also produced various magical channels. They were not willing to be under the sacred, because one person and one mountain were called immortal saints.

Among the immortal saints, there are three powerful people who take the remains of the witch's sect, change the wizard's sacrifice to the sect and dance to the sect and sect, and change the sacrificial primordial qi of living people to open an altar to capture the primordial qi of heaven and earth.

Why did the immortal saints born after the creation of heaven and earth, but instead had eggs and chickens, transformed into Taoist qi and ancestor qi, becoming the ancestor of the world, and then became the ancestor of the world. This also involved another secret of heaven and earth that only ancient saints were qualified to know.

Of course, Ji Yu is not qualified to know these secrets now. Ji Yu's method attracts the Qi of Bing Fire and takes it into the jade bottle. He then takes it away from the altar and returns to the house to practice the Dharma.

For the three and six Bing Ding thunder fire, you must first rub the divine sand into pills, and use secret magic spells to refine them, mix Bing Fire Qi, and Ding Fire Qi thirty-six paths each. Each time one fire Qi is mixed, you need to write thirty kinds of talismans to quench the impurities of fire Qi, which is extremely complicated and difficult to refine. If you go into seclusion day and night, you will need to temper it for half a month. However, Shang Hou sent a long sandalwood box.

Ji Yu opened it and saw that there were more than ten bottles of Xuannv Jindan, as well as hardware elites such as divine lead and mercury, which were just right to temper Yuan Qi. Seeing this, Ji Yu had the plan to sacrifice and refine Thunder pills.

The next morning, Ji Yu took the mist out of the city early in the morning and climbed up the hill. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he saw water splashing in the copper basin and the flower basket shaking constantly. Ji Yu couldn't help but shouted loudly and bowed to the four directions:

"Haha... God blesses the great Shang Dynasty, and the prosperity of the country... bless me to catch a dragon..."

He ran quickly to the edge of the altar, Ji Yu was happy in his heart. There was a small dragon in the copper basin, about a foot long, the chopsticks were thick and the whole body was ice-blue, with a dragon's whisker, a carp's tail, four claws were grown under his abdomen, but there were no dragon horns on his head, which was the Beiming Han Chi.

Seeing Ji Yu coming, the dragon was extremely frightened, shook his head and tail, and was eager to escape. The flower basket that hit was shaking, but it could not get out of the flower basket. He could only keep biting the cage silk, and a flash of talisman mark was bounced back into the water basin.

Ji Yu laughed and ordered, "You little dragon, I don't care whether you have wisdom or not, and I will regard me as the master of the Dharma in the future. I will draw a talisman and I will let you go. I will be sent to you by my talisman and seal in the future, and I will be sent to protect you and offer you a lot of incense."

Chilong still bumped around, even grinning and making a vicious look, swaying teeth and claws to intimidate Ji Yu.

Ji Yu laughed, and a clear light shone on Chilong's body with a whisk. Chilong immediately felt in pain. After a while, he rolled his white belly and lay in the basin without moving, no longer silent.

Ji Yu couldn't help but laugh and said, "You little reptile, why are you learning to fish? You are still rumoring to be dead for me with your belly."

Ji Yu waited for a while, but no Chilong moved, pretended to stroke his head and sighed, "Oh... Could it be that it's heavy? The little dragon's teeth have not fallen, so he is afraid that he will not be punished. Oh... It's a pity... It's a pity that he beat it to death, so he had to suck the dragon tendons, peel the skin and remove the bones, and roast it on fire to eat it."

Chilong, who was originally pretending to be dead with his belly, was so scared that he turned over and quickly turned over. The scholar begged for mercy and kowtowed. He opened the dragon's mouth slightly and spat out a childish voice begging for mercy and said:

"The Supreme Immortal... Please don't eat me. My meat is sour, not delicious... not delicious... I... My little dragon has gold, silver and jewelry, so I keep it at home..." After saying that, the little dragon was hesitant and gritted his teeth and said in pain, "I am willing to give the treasured jewelry in the cave to the Supreme Immortal... Please pity my thousand years of practice and spare my life. I didn't deliberately steal your incense..."

Ji Yu shook his head and laughed in silence, "Who wants your jewelry, what's the use? I know you have magical powers and can avoid all kinds of divine fire and fairy flames. You can let go of the Yuan Ling, I will draw a talisman seal, and I will let you go."

The little dragon was surprised when he heard the holy words. It had no knowledge of the power of the talisman seal. He hurriedly nodded and said, "Write... Write, as long as the immortal doesn't eat me, write as much as he wants..."

Seeing that the stupid dragon was on guard, Ji Yu showed the smile of a vulgar uncle like a human trafficker, and used a whisk handle to make a pen and drew several talismans on the head of the dragon. He shook the whisk and punched the talisman seal into the cold dragon's true spirit.

Seeing Ji Yu talking for a while, Han Chi smiled and said, "Super Immortal...Super Immortal, have you drawn it? If you draw it, open the flower basket. I shrank in the basin for a night and couldn't stretch my muscles and bones, but I feel uncomfortable with the little dragon. The immortal has to count the words, let me out..."
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