Chapter 3843: What did you practice?

Style: Romance Author: Han Sanqiansu welcomes summerWords: 1385Update Time: 24/01/18 05:38:01
"As expected...as expected, you didn't disappoint me. As expected, you are damn invincible."

Han Sanqian was stunned, almost suffocating.

Invincible.

The bottom of the cauldron was completely scorched black, a self-contained black thing. It was simply... the state of embarrassment reached its peak.

"Whoever made this thing is really embarrassed.'

Han Sanqian was speechless.

For other people's elixirs, when the cauldron is opened, the golden light in the cauldron must be shining, the elixirs are clearly visible, and they are fragrant.

On the other hand, Han Sanqian's is just a large black mass, forming a mass of its own. Not to mention the circles, even if you try to find a circular arc on this mass, you won't be able to find it.

As for the golden light, it had been completely replaced by darkness, and the fragrance was nowhere to be found, leaving only an extremely pungent odor.

"Why!"

It is right not to have hope, at least there is not so much despair...

Shaking his head speechlessly, Han Sanqian was not even in the mood to pick it up with his hands. He felt disgusted.

The jade sword in his hand moved and he directly picked up the thing. Han Sanqian suddenly felt like he was playing with cow dung when he was a child. However, this thing was much bigger than cow dung.

"Would you like to taste it?" Han Sanqian looked at the thing on his sword and was in a dilemma for a moment.

Eat it, this thing is really unappetizing, but why don't you eat it? It seems that it is inappropriate to practice something yourself without trying it yourself.

After all, I spent a lot of top-grade medicinal materials to refine it, and spent so much of my energy. It would be too wasteful to just drink it without trying it.

"Fuck, I made the elixir myself, and I have to try it even if I cry." After closing his eyes, Han Sanqian directly put his hand on it and put it into his mouth.

After just squeaking, Han Sanqian spat it out.

It's not that Han Sanqian can't bear it, but it's actually his body's subconscious resistance and reflection.

"What the hell is this? Isn't it too delicious?"

Han Sanqian looked at the residue spit out on the ground and was speechless for a moment.

Even if it is dirt, it is not difficult to swallow based on Han Sanqian's endurance, but this thing is worse than dirt.

There is even a very strange smell in it.

"I thought I would make do with it at first, but now it seems that I really have no hope at all. The taste of this stuff is so bad that even pigs won't eat it." Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly, and with a move in his hand, he raised his sword. Suddenly, the black thing was thrown out by Han Sanqian.

With a muffled bang, it obediently went to its corner.

Along with this violent fall, the basic shape of the lump was also shattered into pieces.

But just when Han Sanqian was about to clean up the cauldron and start over again, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something flashing in that Tu thing from the corner of his eye.

Han Sanqian realized something was wrong, frowned and stared back again.

Sure enough, after a strong slam, the thing had cracked on all sides, and in the center of the crack, there was something shining.

"What is it?" Han Sanqian sped up to the corner, squatted down, and after cleaning up the things around him, a thing about the size of an egg, round but not round, oval but not elliptical, appeared just like that. In front of Qian's eyes.

Although to some extent, it is a bit of a headache to use a lot of stuff to make a finished product the size of an egg. Even if you are not a prodigal, you can't do this kind of thing, but in any case, it is better than nothing.

Moreover, at least I can hold this thing and brag that it is the essence of my own cultivation, so as to stabilize my only remaining face after overturning.

Anyway, they don’t know how to make alchemy.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian finally showed a slight smile on his face.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the door of the bamboo house was lightly knocked.

Han Sanqian stood up and coughed slightly: "Who is it?"

"Leader, we are here to build a bamboo house for you. I would like to ask when you can come out!"

"Xiu..." Damn, the face I had just recovered instantly felt like it had been trampled on: "Xiu, what kind of house is it? My house is fine, I am refining elixirs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian clearly heard bursts of laughter outside.

Although they laughed very suppressedly, Han Sanqian's face turned red and he glanced at the golden elixir in his hand: "Face, it depends on you."

After saying this, he stood up and walked slowly towards the door...