Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Sure enough, without Wei Canglan asking more questions, this guy Xun Wenhong started talking by himself.

"Canglan, you should know that this Qiancaoxue alchemy is a relatively high-grade elixir."

"Although it is not a top-grade pill in the true sense, it is a huge improvement for monks of my generation."

"The most obvious effect of this elixir is that it can completely and easily help monks break through bottlenecks and demonic obstacles."

"In fact, there is no need to say much about demonic obstacles. As long as you keep tempering your Dao heart, you can always overcome it."

"But the bottleneck of cultivation is different. After a monk has reached a certain level of cultivation, it is even more difficult to improve. Without the impact of external forces, he may stay at the same level for a long time, maybe several months , or a few years."

"Back then, my uncle was unable to break through because of the bottleneck, and my cultivation was stagnant at the late Jindan stage. This stoppage lasted for ten years."

Stuck in the late Jindan period for ten years?

I drop well.

Xun Wenhong, I think you are not suitable for cultivation.

Talent.

ten years.

What are you doing wrong?
Just study every day how to break through the shackles?

Laugh to death.

Instead, I went down the mountain early and went to play with the young lady.

"If my uncle could make alchemy with the blood of thousands of herbs back then, why waste ten years in vain, alas!"

When it comes to the past, Xun Wenhong, holding a blood lotus in his hand, is full of memories.

Wei Canglan watched from the side, the corners of his mouth twitching twice.

It's almost done, don't remember too much.

As far as your monotonous and boring life is concerned, there is nothing to recall.

Let's get down to business!

Seeing that Xun Wenhong was still reminiscing, Wei Canglan couldn't help it, and said:

"Uncle, can you refine alchemy with thousand grass blood?"

"Oh, it's only natural! Uncle, my alchemy skills have already been mastered, but I suffer from lack of raw materials, otherwise I would give one to each of my disciples."

Really few can blow.

Wei Canglan chuckled and echoed:
"With the strength of Master Uncle, this is natural."

"It's just that my nephew still has some doubts. How long does it take to refine one pill with Qiancaoxue?"

Xun Wenhong lowered his head and frowned, was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and said:
"With the strength of my uncle, it takes about three days."

After hearing this, Wei Canglan quickly calculated the time.

There are still seven days before the Martial Arts Conference.

Two in six days.

Yu'er and Canxi, one for each, time is enough.

So he no longer hesitated, and expressed his thoughts directly:

"Uncle, my nephew has a merciless request."

"Come on."

Xun Wenhong had already guessed what he wanted to say, but still pretended to be profound, put the blood lotus back into the box, stroked his beard and began to pose.

Wei Canglan cupped his hands, lowered his posture, and said with a smile:
"Uncle, please help my nephew to refine two Thousand Grass Blood Alchemy, which must be released before the Martial Arts Competition."

"Why is this?"

Xun Wenhong couldn't help being puzzled.

Although he can produce such a precious elixir every three days, he doesn't have enough time now.

Moreover, three days is the limit time.

If it takes two or three more days, it will be more secure when the elixir is released, at least there will be no risk of wasting the blood lotus.

Seeing the puzzled look of the old boy, Wei Canglan sighed.

It's really hard to chat with such a dull person.

It's better to chat with Qi Xiao, I say the last sentence, and he will know what the next sentence is.

Helpless, Wei Canglan could only patiently explain:

"Master, Xue Yuefeng intends to send two of my disciples to participate in this martial arts competition."

"Although I have confidence in their strength, as a master, I still hope that they can improve their strength in a short period of time."

"This is beneficial to the sect and to themselves."

Xun Wenhong listened, smiled, and sighed:
"Cang Lan has really grown up."

"Start thinking about your disciple."

"it is good!"

He shouted loudly, waved his long sleeves, his eyes were firm, and his expression was resolute:
"Uncle Master agrees to your request."

"Although there are certain risks in refining Qiancaoxue and alchemy, but Master sees that you are always thinking of your disciples, so I will risk my life to accompany you!"

"Six days! After six days, you will come to get the elixir."

Wei Canglan hastily bowed and bowed, showing the same defiance of death:
"Thank you uncle, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it."

"It's serious."

Xun Wenhong resumed his airs, helped Wei Canglan up, turned his gaze, and said softly:
"It's just Cang Lan, my master just said that this blood lotus can make three thousand grass blood alchemy."

"If you want to take two, there is one left..."

Wei Canglan immediately sneered in his heart.

Good boy, I knew it was impossible to have a pie in the sky.

But it doesn't matter.

Since I can come to beg you, it means that I have already calculated.

Isn't it just a pill?

Hehe, the original plan was for the blood lotus to be split between the two of us, but now there is one elixir left, don't even think about it, just give it to you.

Wei Canglan showed a look of sudden realization, and bowed again to thank:
"To repay my master's great kindness, I hope you will accept the remaining thousand grass blood for alchemy."

"Hehe, Cang Lan, in the future you will surely attain Taoism and become an immortal."

Good guy, I'll give you an elixir, this guy has already started to give blessings?

OK, you kid can handle it.

Then I also wish you an early ascension.

I thought so in my heart, but Wei Canglan didn't say it, her sincere smile carried the caution of a younger generation:
"Uncle Master naturally obtained Cang Lan first."

Tout it, business to brag it to each other.

"Hahaha good!"

"Then borrow Cang Lan's auspicious words."

Xun Wenhong was in a good mood at this time.

He could get a thousand grass blood alchemy, so he couldn't help but say a few more words to get rid of his strict and old-fashioned temperament.

Wei Canglan looked at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes caused by excessive laughter, didn't bother to flatter him, glanced at the blood lotus, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked:

"Uncle, the Thousand Grass Blood Alchemy, will there be any side effects after taking it? Or is there any restriction?"

Xun Wenhong stroked his beard again, nodded, and looked at Wei Canglan with a "children can be taught" look:
"Cang Lan, uncle likes your cautious character."

"Ha ha……"

Wei Canglan didn't answer.

Xun Wenhong continued:
"After taking Thousand Grass Blood Alchemy, my generation of monks will not only break through the bottleneck of the realm, but also immediately increase the strength of several levels. During this period, we must pour out as much power as possible, otherwise there will be a risk of backflow of energy and blood."

Why didn't you say it earlier?
"The cultivation base limit of taking it is nothing, as long as it is below the strength of Jindan, you can take it."

That is not bad.

Can't you just say it all in one breath?

and many more!

Not right.

Can anyone below the nascent infant stage take it?

What if the strength of the Nascent Soul is taken up?no effect?
Noticing Wei Canglan's puzzled gaze, Xun Wenhong explained again:

"Above the Nascent Soul stage, Qiancaoxue alchemy is useless. When monks of this level encounter bottlenecks, they need the highest-grade elixir to break through."

"Then why does the master want this elixir?"

Wei Canglan asked subconsciously.

Xun Wenhong's eyes were lonely, he looked to the north, and his back was lonely:

"Uncle wants to stay and prepare for Nasu Wudao."

"I hope that when he returns to the mountain gate to visit one day, I, as a master, can show him a treasure that is useful to him..."