The wind blew across the bamboo forest, causing a rustling sound. A fat bamboo rat was eating bamboo carefully. Its small mouth moved quickly, its small eyes looked around, and its round ears moved around.

Chichao squatted in the distance and watched it for a long time, but the lush bamboo forest was quite hindering. If he rushed in like this, the ghostly bamboo rat would have already fallen into the ground. This made Chichao very troubled. He missed his hometown Songling Mountains, where towering trees would only help him hide his body and would not affect his hunting.

The bamboo rat also saw the red-haired guy, but it had never seen a tiger, and the thing did not come over, which made it feel very at chewing bamboo. The more it eats, the more beautiful it will be, and the more it can attract the love of the female bamboo rat.

But what it didn't know was that sometimes it was too beautiful could be dangerous. A night owl on the bamboo stopped there silently, and it looked at the bamboo rat below with expressionless face. Suddenly, it kicked its feet and its body dived like an arrow from a string.

As an experienced old night owl, it didn't know how many fat rats caught such a fat rat. Before the bamboo rat could react, it was buckled behind its back by its sharp claws and flew up suddenly.

The bamboo rat screamed "squeaking". It was careless! Goodbye, my cute mother bamboo rats! Please let me finish the last bamboo.

Ye Owl flew over the bamboo forest and landed in front of Zhang Ying's hut with the bamboo rat that had fainted. It threw the bamboo rat in front of Zhang Ying. Zhang Ying, who was looking after the alchemy furnace, said disgustedly: "Go and go, don't greet me with the dead rat and the rotten snake, go play by yourself."

Ye Xiao was not very intelligent, but it saw Zhang Ying always sitting in front of the stove for a night and not eating or drinking (actually, he had eaten fasting pills, but Ye Xiao couldn't understand it), so he was worried about him. So he always grabbed some bamboo rats, bamboo leaves and other things to feed him.

But Zhang Ying never appreciated it, which made Ye Xiao feed more diligently!

The fainting bamboo rat was thrown out of the room. Chi Chao, who was coming back from depression, saw it. He opened his mouth and bit the bamboo rat directly and swallowed it in one bite. This kind of thing was not even a snack for him. But he did this angered the old Yexiao.

Ye Xiao shouted with a "quack" and flapped his wings and grabbed it directly. The Red Tide hooked his front paws and directly pressed Ye Xiao on the ground. The old Ye Xiao could only flap his wings helplessly on the ground.

Knowing that this was the owner's bird, Chi Tide pressed it and then threw it out. Ye Owl quickly flew to the roof and stared at Chi Tide with cold eyes.

The medicinal fragrance slowly emerged from the alchemy furnace. Well, it was the medicinal fragrance of heavy metal! The little ghost guarding the alchemy furnace was also ready.

At this time, a sword light flew from the sky, but Tang Guanshui came. The boy was very concerned about his pills and wanted to come eight times a day. This furnace of pills was a great price to him.

"You are here just in time, and this pill is about to be released." Zhang Ying said.

Tang Guanshui hugged her fists apologetically and stood carefully in a corner of the alchemy room for fear of disturbing Zhang Ying.

Not long after, the fragrance of medicine gradually subsided. Zhang Ying's heart moved and knew that it was a good time to come out. When he exhaled his magic power, the alchemy furnace chamber suddenly accelerated and stopped suddenly, and the top of the alchemy furnace opened. Dozens of elixirs rose up with the heat.

"Cake!" Zhang Ying flipped his hand and all the pills in the sky were put into his palm. These pills were the size of sycamore seeds, but they were very much in weight. After all, they were made of metal materials.

The white flame in Zhang Ying's alchemy furnace is particularly effective in refining this elixir, because the temperature of white flame is extremely high, and it is particularly suitable for refining mineral medicinal materials.

If you count carefully, this time, the seventy-two pills were considered a great success.

"Come on, take your pill!" Zhang Ying handed over the seventy-two pills to Tang Guanshui. Tang Guanshui took them carefully, immediately looked at them, and immediately said, "It's the best sword-lifting pill."

After saying that, he took out a purple gold gourd and filled all the pills. The little ghost on the side didn't have to clean the pill furnace this time, so he could only stand aside in disappointment.

Zhang Ying said: "Seventy-two pills should be enough for a long time."

It would be fine if he didn't say this, but Tang Guanshui sighed after saying this: "If you use three pieces a day, you will last for less than a month. You still want to continue to strengthen the power of the Guanqi sword, so you can only continue to collect materials and refine alchemy."

In the past, there were no alchemists in the sect. If you want to refine elixirs, you had to go to Tongtian City, and there were many thoughts. Now there was an alchemist next to you. After all the thoughts came out, you couldn't bear the wallet.

Zhang Ying laughed in silence.

Tang Guanshui suddenly said: "This time the alchemy was successful, and there should be many brothers looking for you to refine the alchemy in the future."

Zhang Ying nodded. He had experience in the street market. At the beginning, the disciples of the Ming and Qing Sword Sect had more or less materials to refine alchemy in their hands. After this time, the inventory in their hands was gone, and the alchemy career would return to normal.

The next day, Tang Guanshui brought someone to Zhang Ying. This was not a newcomer, but his senior sister Murong Guanzhi. This girl Zhang Ying remembered very clearly that the formation was half a bucket of water.

Miss Murong didn't say nonsense. She took out a pill recipe and materials and said, "I have a pill recipe for red plum pill here. This is the pill recipe passed down by my family. It's more troublesome to refine it. But I still want to ask fellow Taoists to give it a try."

Zhang Ying picked up the pill recipe and looked at it. This pill recipe is very specific and is specially developed for a certain type of flying sword, so its refining methods are relatively complex.

Zhang Ying frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I can give it a try."

Murong Guanzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am willing to use other materials to deduct it. I don't know what Fellow Daoist wants." This kind of family leaflet is definitely not going to spread the elixir, so Murong Guanzhi did not choose to give more alchemy materials, but chose to deduct it with other materials.

Zhang Ying could understand it too. He took out a small note and said, "The above is a list. Since your pill is very complicated, you need to add money."

Murong Guanzhi also agreed with this point. She pointed to a material called 'Moon Mother Stone' and said, "I have this material, I can provide one pound." A pound of Moon Mother Stone is worth 2,000 Yuan Qi Pill, and the price is just right. And Moon Mother Stone is an auxiliary material for refining the Chongyue Axe. Although one pound is not enough, Zhang Ying believes that he can get more from Murong Guanzhi.

After reaching out everything, Murong Guanzhi hurriedly left, leaving only Tang Guanshui and Zhang Ying sitting together.

"Senior Sister Murong is so prosperous in doing things, don't mind." Tang Guanshui said apologetically.

Of course I don’t mind, but why are you going to apologize? Brother, your motive is not pure... Zhang Ying looked at Tang Guanshui.

Tang Guanshui said: "Senior Sister Murong is under great pressure. She comes from the Murong family and is also the family of the Jianshe ancestor. Her grandfather was originally the elder of our sword sect, but later she died unexpectedly. Even the Red Maple Sword with her was unknown. Now the family is not in contact with her, and the pressure is all on her senior sister."

"She once wanted to find her grandfather's flying sword and quickly reach the ninth level of Qi training with the power of the flying sword. But the flying sword cannot be found. Now she can only practice step by step. The Ming and Qing Sword Sect is different from other major sects. Apart from the dead Elder Murong, there is only one foundation-building elder in the sect, and there is not even a head. Senior Sister Murong is the one who is most anticipated, and they all look forward to her success in building the foundation and supporting the Ming and Qing Sword Sect."
Chapter completed!