C48 Low quality and high quality cauldron(4)

As long as it was when Ling Xiaotian and Helian Xiyue were together, they would try their best not to disturb him. This made Ling Xiaotian admire once again the precocious puberty of the young men and women here. Ling Fang was only fifteen years old, but still knew how to avoid it!

"Wa, wow, Big Brother Tian, why did you get a water jar over here?" Helian Xiyue opened her eyes wide and looked at the "thing".

Ling Xiaotian felt extremely embarrassed, but no matter what, he was not the only one who felt that this "thing" was a water tank.

The old man was even more helpless. Ever since the "water vat" was brought in, he couldn't wait to wake up and wake up, laughing bitterly in Ling Xiaotian's mind: "Could it be that the things that I used before were so useless, saying they were water vats!"

"Then hurry up and restore it to its original appearance!" Ling Xiaotian said: "When it becomes a medicinal cauldron, no one will say anything, right? What should I do? "

The old man said: "This mission is still yours to complete. Although I have the strength of the Medicine Sovereign, that is only history. With your current abilities, you should be able to restore it!"

"Ah, so you're going to do it yourself?"

"Be contented. If I were to make a move, you might not necessarily be able to control this medicinal cauldron. Let's not talk about it anymore. Once I mention this matter, I will be angry!" the old man said snappily.

Ling Xiaotian snickered. Seems like even until now, the old man was still brooding over the matter of him and the Universe Ring recognizing him as master.

Originally, Ling Xiaotian wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided not to provoke him.

"Big Brother Tian, do you dare to laugh in such a lecherous manner?" Helian Xiyue looked at Ling Xiaotian fearfully, and even took a step back before he spoke, which made him feel very disgraced.

"Do I hate debauchery?" With an innocent expression, Ling Xiaotian pointed to the "water jar" and said: "This is a good thing. I'll let you see its true face in a while.

Helian Xiyue was suspicious, but saw that Ling Xiaotian did not have any intention to joke, standing quietly at the side, staring at him and the water vat.

"Old fart, what should I do?" Ling Xiaotian asked.

"I'll tell you where the Cauldron's sensing location is, so try to release all of your cyclone energy. As long as you can penetrate the rust on the outside and let the Cauldron see the light of day again!" The old man said confidently, but immediately questioned, "I just don't understand why the Cauldron I used would end up like this. Even if no one had used it for 2,000 years, it still wouldn't have turned into a water jar!"

Gaga, so you also admit that this is a water tank!

Following the directions the old fogey pointed out, Ling Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the ground, both hands resting on the corresponding position of the "water tank".

"You old fogey, are you sure this is the right place?" Ling Xiaotian asked for confirmation. He did not want to spend so much effort and end up empty-handed.

"I'm sure, I'm sure." I'm sure, I'm sure. The old fogey impatiently said.

"Oh, alright then!" Ling Xiaotian slowly closed his eyes and a gust of air flowed out from the Pill Sect's cyclone. When it passed through his chest, it became two equally strong air currents that entered the "water tank" from his two hands!

It was like a clay ox entering the ocean. When the airflow came in contact with the rust, it immediately disappeared, and Ling Xiaotian did not give up, continuing to push the airflow forward continuously.

Helian Xiyue blinked her large eyes, she did not understand what Ling Xiaotian was doing. From his posture, he looked like a pill refiner, but if one had to use a cauldron to concoct pills, who would use an ugly "water jar" to do such a thing?

Following the continuous influx of the air current, Ling Xiaotian felt the energy of the air current invading into the rust little by little. This showed that the old man was speaking the truth, the most important thing right now was to quickly break through the thick layer of rust on the outside.

More than ten minutes passed, Ling Xiaotian was still working hard, a white mist appeared on top of his head, and his forehead was slowly beaded with sweat. Helian Xiyue took out a handkerchief and gently helped him wipe it.

Looking at the serious expression on Ling Xiaotian's face, Helian Xiyue was filled with anticipation and worry.

"I say, old fogey, why isn't it enough?" Ling Xiaotian asked: "I feel like I'm about to run out of energy, why is it still not enough? I feel like I'm going to collapse soon!"

"What's the hurry?" The old man was actually more anxious than Ling Xiaotian and said, "Hold on a little longer, I feel like it's going to be over soon!"

Immediately, he was about to get a donkey! You're not in a rush, I can't take it anymore! Ling Xiaotian gritted his teeth and continued to let the remaining air flow towards the "water tank"!

Helian Xiyue's handkerchief was quickly soaked in Ling Xiaotian's sweat, showing how much effort this bro had.

"Continue working hard. I'll soon succeed. I can feel it!" The old fogey continuously encouraged Ling Xiaotian, afraid that he would give up.

"Got it!" Ling Xiaotian muttered.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the "water tank" and more cracks appeared. The crack grew longer and deeper. From afar, it looked like an egg was about to break its shell.

Helian Xiyue had already widened her eyes to the point that they were wide open, but now, they were even larger.

He was about to let out a long breath, but who knew that this breath hadn't come out yet. Both of his hands tightened, as if he had been sucked into a "water jar", and the remaining energy within his body rushed out like a flood!

Ling Xiaotian felt as if his entire body had been sucked empty, and his consciousness started to blur as well. The old man noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly took the initiative to merge with him.

Ling Xiaotian still had not fainted. Under the control of the old man, his hands slowly left the rust on the ground.

"Buzz!"

The 'water tank' began to shake violently, and patches of rust fell off one after another, making 'sha sha' sounds as they fell onto the ground.

After layers upon layers of rust fell off, the "water tank" became smaller and smaller until it was a cauldron that was over sixty centimeters tall and forty centimeters in diameter. At this time, one could already see the rough shape of the cauldron, but there were still some laughter that was not lost in the rust, making it hard to see what the patterns on it looked like.