After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Ling Miao walked to the middle of the room and looked at the big cauldron.

The height of the cauldron almost reached her chin.

The lucky dragons roaming around the tripod and the fire phoenixes soaring around the tripod give people a subtle and heavy feeling.

It is the shape of this tripod. It is slightly flat in height, square in the upper half and oval in the lower half. It looks a bit like a pot.

Ling Miao held the handle of the cauldron with one hand and jumped up to the edge of the cauldron with a light leap.

She reached out and lifted the lid of the pot, ah no, the lid of the cauldron.

There was a faint metallic luster inside the cauldron, and a trace of golden light in the center of the cauldron attracted Ling Miao's attention.

It was a golden ball lying at the bottom of the cauldron.

She stretched out her hand to fish out the golden ball and looked at it carefully.

Then he opened his mouth and took a bite with his big teeth.

what.

never seen it.

Eat it.

Then the next second, she felt the golden ball in her hand light up, and the temperature suddenly increased a lot, becoming very hot to the touch.

Ling Miao was confused but quickly threw it away.

After the golden ball bounced on the ground twice, a few sparks suddenly shot out, and then burned into a cluster of small golden flames with a crackling sound, and flew into the air.

An exasperated voice sounded.

"Impolite guy! You're so good, why did you put me in your mouth!"

God knows, someone took a bite of it as soon as it woke up, and it exploded with anger.

It remembered that before it fell asleep, didn't Ze Jing say that he would use a barrier to screen out talented people?
After screening for a long time, a lunatic was let in?
Ling Miao squatted on the cauldron with a confused look on her face, looking at the golden flames flying in the air, and had a good attitude towards admitting her mistake.

"Sorry, I just want to taste what gold tastes like."

"..."

After a brief silence, the golden flame doubled in size, and even exploded with a few sparks. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased a lot, and the entire space became hot.

It screamed, "Stupid humans, what gold! I am the Holy Night Golden Flame, one of the three realms of strange fires! An existence countless times more noble than gold!"

"Holy Night Golden Flame!"

Ling Miao stared blankly at the golden flame in mid-air and repeated its name.

Just when Jin Yan was about to say something, he heard Ling Miao murmur in a very thin voice, "I've never heard of it..."

Jin Yan made a sharp blast, "Illiterate!"

But when I thought that I had been asleep for so long.

And the little brat in front of him was probably the heir selected by Ze Jing's old Bideng's barrier. Jin Yan suppressed his anger a bit.

"Ahem, listen up, you stinky kid."

"Our Three Realms Strange Fire is a fire spirit that was born when the heaven and earth were first created."

"In addition to me, the Holy Night Golden Flame, there are two other guys, the Phantom Colorful Flame and the Yaoshi Black Flame. We are immortal and immortal. We are the supreme secret treasure that the alchemists have been pursuing all their lives!"

"Don't say we are in this lower realm, even if we go to the upper realm, we are still a coveted existence!"

"How many alchemists spend their entire lives just to see our true faces. It's better for you to be standing in front of me and still being a fool here!"

"Do you still want to become a top-grade alchemist and get out of the barrier?"

Ling Miao nodded and answered sincerely, "I thought so."

Seeing that Ling Miao's attitude was quite good, Jin Yan snorted and the flames shrank to their original size.

Ling Miao felt the surrounding temperature drop and was surprised.

"You can also adjust the temperature?" Jin Yan said proudly, "Of course, our supreme three-realm fire can not only grow bigger and smaller by itself, but also change the temperature and control the heat. With us here, we can refine the best elixirs. It’s a trivial matter, nothing to mention!”

As he spoke, as if to show off himself, Jin Yan's color became slightly more transparent.

At the same time, Ling Miao felt that the temperature in the space dropped again and became cooler.

Ling Miao looked at it, her eyes widened.

It can both cool and heat, change the temperature, and control the heat. It’s such a familiar operation!

"Do you have a name?"

Hearing the question suddenly thrown over by the little milk baby, Jin Yan, who was feeling proud, was stunned for a moment, "What?"

"If you don't have one, let me help you get one."

Ling Miao looked at it sincerely, "How about calling it an inverter air conditioner?"

Jin Yan: "?"

I can't understand it, and it doesn't sound good.

Out of caution, it refused, "Stop talking nonsense and don't give me random names! Otherwise, I won't care about you."

Ling Miao: "Okay..."

Wangcai, who was hiding at the door and peeping, shed tears of envy. It was good if he could speak. At least he could resist being called a strange name.

Jin Yan flew to Ling Miao and looked her up and down.

"You're just a little waste in the early stages of Qi training? Why did the barrier choose you?"

Ling Miao looked at it with a bit of hope in her eyes.

"Yes, yes! I'm just a little waste in the early stages of Qi training. I must have been caught accidentally. Can you let me out?"

Jin Yan looked at her strangely, wondering that this child was not interested in this extremely lucky opportunity. This was an opportunity to inherit the mantle of Ze Jingxian.

This kind of luck is beyond the level of smoke coming out of ancestral graves.

This is good luck that may not come even if the ancestral grave was burned for three days and nights, turned into ashes, and even struck by lightning.

It said in a muffled voice, "Of course I can't let you out. Didn't you see the last words left by Ze Jing? Once the barrier is locked, you have to wait until you touch the threshold of a top-grade alchemist before you can get out. I, the King of Heaven, Even if I come here, I can’t save you.”

"..."

After a brief silence in the space.

Jin Yan saw Ling Miao moving.

She calmly opened the mustard bag at her waist and took out first a bed of cotton wool, then a pillow, and then a quilt.

Then she lay down, pulled the quilt up to her neck, and closed her eyes peacefully.

"Hey...you...you..."

Jin Yan's voice twitched twice as he looked at the little milk baby in front of him who suddenly started sleeping inexplicably.

If it had a face and a body, its whole body would be twitching at this time.

The golden flame breaks the defense.

"You are crazy! Don't sleep while talking to others! Also! Who would put weird things like mattresses and quilts in a mustard bag!! Are you a monk? !”

The golden flames expanded several times, sparks popped out, and they were extremely irritable.

Ling Miao lay flat on her back and looked at the ceiling faintly.

She was so annoyed. She was so dizzy after vomiting blood, but now she was told that she wouldn't be able to get out unless she became a top-grade alchemist.

Isn't this tantamount to directly giving her a death sentence?
Even if she really has the so-called talent, there is no way she will survive until the day she becomes a top-grade alchemist.

Ling Miao: "I estimate that I should starve to death before I reach the threshold of a top-grade alchemist."

(End of this chapter)