I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 102
Yang Qing frowned.

"And then, did he come again?"

Yang Qing asked quickly.

Feeling the change in Yang Qing's mood, Ding Xuan felt sweet in his heart.

She shook her head and said: "No, since that time, the two families have no contact!"

Seeing Yang Qing frowning and thinking, Ding Xuan quickly said: "I think he just said it casually!"

"It's better not to!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

……

Continue to enter the mountain for more than ten miles until it is almost noon.

The two finally reached the depths of Daqing Mountain, where Ding Xuan's second aunt Xuanjianmen's dojo is located.

There are no steep peaks, and there is no rushing down.

There is a fertile gentle slope in the mountain, and clear spring water gushes out from under a huge rock not far away, forming a clear stream that flows along the bottom of the slope.However, because it is winter, the stream is frozen, like a white jade belt.Only at the gushing place of the spring, you can still see the gurgling running water

There are three connected houses and a row of simple brick and tile houses on the slope.There are also solar panels on the house.Next to the house, there is a vegetable field.But because it is winter, there is no green in the field.Around the yard, a small fence is simply surrounded by tree branches.

In the yard, there are two wicker chairs and a table.There are chess boards and tea sets on the table.It can be seen that although Ding Xuan and her master live in poverty here, the quality of life is still good.

The whole yard seems to be integrated with the scenery of mountains and streams.

"Look, this is where we live!"

Ding Xuan grabbed Yang Qing's hand, pointed to the three houses and said.

Yang Qing nodded.

He looked around at the mountain peaks like lotus petals, and couldn't help secretly praising them.

From the perspective of feng shui alone, this place is definitely a good place to store wind and gather energy.If the aura were more intense, this place would be a treasure land of geomantic omen.

Afterwards, Yang Qing followed Ding Xuan into the house.

There are three rooms, one on the left and one on the right are two bedrooms.The one on the left belongs to Master Ding Xuan, the one on the right belongs to Ding Xuan, the one in the middle is the living room, the wardrobe is placed against the wall, and a set of tables, chairs and benches are placed in the middle.

"By the way, what about our second aunt?"

Yang Qing lit a cigarette, sat on a chair, and asked curiously.

Ding Xuan ran back and forth, brewed a pot of hot tea for Yang Qing, and put it over: "Master has gone to collect herbs! Every time I go to collect herbs, I have to walk for several days!"

"Pick medicine?"

Yang Qing thought of the surrounding stone mountains and those towering mountains, curious: "Is it on the mountain?"

"Ok!"

Ding Xuan went to the celadon teacup, poured a cup for Yang Qing, held the teacup in front of Yang Qing with her slender fingers: "However, I don't know the specific mountain. Master never took me there , Said it was too dangerous!".

Yang Qing picked it up and took a sip.

The tea soup is clear and fragrant.

Really good!

“Good tea!”

Yang Qing took a sip.

"You drink first, I'll cook!" Ding Xuan entered the room and was busy preparing to cook.

"Stop busy!"

Yang Qing hugged her, put her on her lap, hugged her waist, and said with a smile: "Just eat you!"

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room.

It was winter again, and the house was burning with firewood.

How can you live up to the beautiful scenery on a good day?
It doesn't take a few minutes.

A hot groan came from the living room.

……

After several rounds of cloud and rain, the two took a break from the wind and rain.

At some point, the weather outside suddenly changed.

An hour ago, there was still blue sky and white clouds in the mountains, but in the blink of an eye, it turned out that the cold wind was howling, and it was almost snowing at night.

Yang Qing pulled off the quilt and covered Ding Xuan's delicate body.

After a while, the first snowflakes

"It's snowing again!"

Ding Xuan pointed to the gloomy sky and falling snowflakes outside, her beautiful eyes were full of worry: "Master is still in the mountains, I don't know where she is hiding from the snow!".

Yang Qing raised his eyes and saw that it was snowing heavily outside in the blink of an eye.

The snowflakes the size of a goose feather fell densely, blocking the line of sight, and it was almost impossible to see clearly even ten meters away.

"Don't worry, to a cultivator, wind and snow are nothing at all!"

Yang Qing hugged Ding Xuan's shoulder and said softly.

Practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat. Except for the catastrophe, there is nothing in the world that can threaten the safety of a practitioner.

Moreover, Ding Xuan's master is also a sword cultivator.

Because of the skills he cultivated, Jianxiu took advantage of the battle.Among practitioners of the same level, sword repair is definitely the king of duels.

This snow is nothing at all.

"Very big snow!"

Yang Qing looked at the flying snow outside the window, and couldn't help but praise.

He had never seen such heavy snow in Russia or in Pevek.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the mountains, valleys, riverbeds, and courtyards outside all turned into a world covered in silver.

"Ok!"

Wrapped in a quilt, Ding Xuan said: "I used to like snow very much, and thought it was very romantic. But now, I really don't like it. It's too cold!"

"You don't like the cold!"

Yang Qing hugged her back with a smile, and then took out a fire spar from the ring.

In an instant, the severe cold in the room was forced back, and it was as warm as spring in the blink of an eye.

Ding Xuan's beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, looking at the burning stone that Yang Qing held in her fingers.

A stone the size of a walnut, red all over.It's like a transparent red vigilance, with golden flames burning on it.However, the flame seemed to have no harm to Yang Qing, so Yang Qing held it in his hands.

Ding Xuan asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"Fire spar!"

Only then did Yang Qing realize that Ding Xuan and Aunt Wang were not at home when he was treating Uncle Liu yesterday, so he did not see the healing process.

After speaking, he handed the fire spar to Ding Xuan.

"Here, can I take it too?"

Ding Xuan was surprised.

Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

This is the first time she has seen spar.

These days, she has been hearing from her master that spar is the purest energy in the world, which is rare in the world.If I have a chance to find a spar in the future, my cultivation will be improved very quickly.

It's like a pill.

When she was with Yang Qing before, she felt that although pills were precious, they seemed to be very common.But since she came to Daqingshan and followed the master, she felt that this was not the case.

In Master's eyes, things like Dan, like myths, are legends.

At that time, Ding Xuan endured a lot of hard work, so he didn't tell the master that he had several pills in his pocket.

And now, it's the spar again.

She found that all the seemingly impossible things would become very common with Yang Qing.

Take this spar as an example, Master said, spar is rare in the world.As a result, when it came to Yang Qing's side, the crystal stones seemed to have become a snack for children, as if they could be pulled out by just touching them in their pockets.

Ding Xuan gradually understood.

If there is really a chance in this world.

Then, meeting Yang Qing in this life is my greatest opportunity.

……

When this transparent red stone burning with golden flames fell into the palm of his hand, Ding Xuan was excited and excited.The feeling of the spar is not hot, but slightly warm.And that golden flame turned out to be just a vision of spiritual energy manifesting.

"The fire spar contains an extremely large amount of fire energy. Even if it is placed in a room, its heat can last for hundreds of years. If it is guided by a formation, it should be no problem to use it for 100 years! "Yang Qing looked at Ding Xuan and said seriously: "However, I suggest you make a warm baby! You are so afraid of the cold, if you have this thing in the future, just take it with you, so that you won't be afraid of the cold when you go out!"

"How about it, I'll help you make a sachet in a while, and you can hang it around your neck when you go out!" Yang Qing said eagerly, eager to try.

"No, it's so ugly!"

Ding Xuan snorted and refused.

Oh my god, it's such a big sachet hanging around the neck.Too old!

Ding Xuan reproached Yang Qing lightly.

As for how to use it, she already had an idea in her heart.In fact, from the moment Yang Qing handed the spar into her hands, she had made a decision.

……

After tossing around for a whole noon, Ding Xuan, who was exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.

With the light and heat emitted by the fire spar, the room is as warm as spring.

Yang Qing got up gently and got dressed.

Yang Qing stood outside the door under the eaves, admiring the heavy snow for a while.

He likes watching snow very much.

In vain, light, falling from the sky, sprinkled all over the world.

There is a saying in the farmhouse that in winter, the three-layer quilt is covered with wheat, and the next year sleeps with steamed buns on its pillow.The three-layer quilt means snow.In ancient poems and songs, there are countless descriptions of snow.

Snow seems to be the most beautiful gift from heaven to mankind.

After admiring it for a while, Yang Qing went back to the house and started cooking.

Practitioners like Yang Qing and Second Aunt Ding Xuan no longer need to eat, sleep and keep warm.However, Ding Xuan has not yet established a foundation, so the source of essence is mainly obtained by eating.

Originally, Yang Qing was thinking of building a foundation for her directly.

But after thinking about it, I had to ask Second Aunt Ding Xuan for her opinion on this matter anyway.After all, he is Ding Xuan's master.

If people really disagree, then Yang Qing has no choice but to take Ding Xuan away forcibly and send him back after the foundation is established.

Now, Ding Xuan's second aunt went to the mountains to collect medicine, and Yun Shen didn't know where she was going.

After she came back, Yang Qing decided to mention this matter to her.

After all, whoever's wife is distressed, isn't it?

Since Yang Qing has already helped Lin Wanqiu build the foundation, it is naturally impossible to look at Ding Xuan's beauty and white hair.

……

There is no refrigerator in the mountain, but Ding Xuan and her master found another way, dug a small hole in the mountain behind the house, and put the food in it.

In winter in the north, the weather is often more than 20 degrees below zero.Put food in a shady place, that is a natural ice bank.

Yang Qing went out of the house, braving the snow, squatting at the entrance of the cave.After removing the stone slab blocking the entrance of the cave, he took out a large piece of mutton and some vegetables.

At noon today, I ate boiled mutton.

Go back to the house.

Yang Qing cut the mutton into snowflake-thick slices and put them aside.Then I brought a copper hot pot and charcoal.

After finishing all this, Yang Qing pulled a chair and sat in the living room with a cigarette in his mouth.

With a flick of the finger, the charcoal was instantly ignited.

A light blue flame was burning in it, Yang Qing looked at it for a while, and suddenly thought: Fanhuo is also fire, but it is not my natal flame, I don't know if fire control technique is useful for Fanhuo.

It never hurts to try!

With a thought in Yang Qing's mind, he made a seal with his fingers and made a light hook.

The flame in the chimney suddenly flickered slightly.

Ok?
can?

Yang Qing's fingers fluttered, and a string of imperial fire seals were cast out.

A slender flame, like a small flying dragon, flew out of the chimney.Then it flew towards Yang Qing, and it was flying around Yang Qing like a fish swimming in the sea.

A moment later, following the change of Yang Qing's handprint.

The thin stream formed by the flames gently swirled and circled between Yang Qing's five fingers.

After playing for a while, Yang Qing heard Ding Xuan wake up leisurely, and then sent the flame back into the copper hot pot.

"time to eat!"

Yang Qing opened the door and entered the bedroom.

……

A meal of boiled mutton and two bottles of white wine.

Yang Qing and Ding Xuan sat opposite each other, while watching the snowfall outside the window, admiring the snow scene in the mountains, while sipping fine wine and eating hot boiled mutton, the days were so beautiful.

Beside him, Ding Xuan, who had drunk the wine, blushed, she was really glamorous.

Study ink with plain hands, add fragrance with red sleeves!
Yang Qing, who was slightly drunk, leaned on the chair, looked at Ding Xuan who got up to pour himself a drink, feeling very satisfied.

It would be nice if it was always like this in the days to come.

Yang Qing lit a cigarette, looked at the beautiful Ding Xuan, and said with satisfaction in her heart.

……

However, such a day was finally disturbed.

It was nightfall.

The snow still didn't stop. In the quiet mountain, there was no sound, only the rustling of falling snow.

In the yard, Yang Qing, who was setting up the spirit gathering array, suddenly heard a movement in the wind and snow.

"someone is coming!"

After Yang Qing said something to Ding Xuan, she shook off the snow all over her body, and got up to look towards the mouth of the valley.

In the night, heavy snow fell.

Three white flashlight lights, shaking back and forth, appeared at Taniguchi.

After a while.

Three people in down jackets braved the wind and snow and walked towards here.

The three of them were more silent than the heavy snow in the mountains. All the way forward, there was only the white mist from their breath and the silent flashlight light.

Yang Qing stopped working and stayed with the engineer shovel, quietly watching the three uninvited guests.

The wind and snow roared.

Yang Qing took out a cigarette and put it on, took out the windproof lighter and lit it.

However, just when Yang Qing was about to ask.

The three people started to set up tents under the opposite cliff, and it seemed that they were going to camp here.

"It's a donkey friend!"

Ding Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Donkey friend?"

Yang Qing frowned and asked, "Is it very common?"

"Ok!"

Ding Xuan nodded, looked at the three people and said, "There are often donkey friends resting and camping here, and Master has never cared about it!"

Donkey friend...

Yang Qing looked at the three of them with a cigarette in his mouth.

The sparks from the cigarette butt flickered, illuminating Yang Qing's indifferent face and eyes.

(End of this chapter)