An Qingli took care of everything up and down the Grandmaster Peak. Seeing that everything was on track, he climbed to the top of the mountain with his sword and said goodbye to Mu Sheng.
Grandmaster Peak also has a forbidden area on Grandmaster Peak. This is the area at the top of the mountain. This is the place where Mu Sheng refines elixirs. Except for the dedicated personnel who care for the flowers and plants every half month, the rest of the people, even the deacons and elders on this peak, are not allowed to enter at will.
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The new Grand Master Hall was also built here, with restrictions set up and surrounded by strange flowers. An Qingli deliberately arranged the flowers and plants around the original Grand Master Hall according to Mu Sheng's preference.
The full moon hangs high.
In the bright night, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, and the fragrance of the flowers is refreshing.
A small gust of wind.
The painful low moans of "Ahhhhh", accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, came from the dense flowers.
"Ahhhhh"
The painful groan continued.
An Qingli suddenly stopped flying his sword and looked a little embarrassed. Maybe she came at the wrong time, maybe she will have an extra junior wife?
This was the first time she heard her master make such a sound. Spring had already passed and he was still making such a sound.
An Qingli quickly left with his sword.
"You evildoer!" There was a big bathtub among the flowers, and in the tub lay a miserable Mu Sheng. However, An Qingli didn't dare to take a closer look, so he didn't see the tub.
"Master, please continue!" An Qingli turned his back, feeling embarrassed.
Mu Sheng, whose body was filled with impurities and was in excruciating pain, had his consciousness locked on her, and said tremblingly: "What are you thinking about? No one else is taking a bath in the body-building soup!"
"Apprentice, I know." However, those intermittent cries are indeed easy to make people think wrong. In the middle of the night, she insists on placing the bathtub among the flowers under the moon. She is really elegant as a master.
Others take exercise baths in their own rooms, with the doors and windows locked, and some even set up special restrictions to prevent embarrassment.
Her master
"Humph, evil disciple!" Mu Sheng's face turned even more ugly. He picked a palm-sized flower to cover his face and said angrily, "Don't let such a shameful thing spread out!"
If it wasn't for the purpose of resisting the calamity of elixir and thunder, why would he suffer this crime? There are several kinds of elixirs that can induce calamity of elixir and thunder, and he wants to try them all.
In order not to lose face during the tribulation, he had no choice but to suffer a little more in private. Furthermore, there were fewer and fewer ninth-order array disks. He wanted to buy them, but he couldn't buy many.
Moreover, he had to pay back the sect leader by overcoming the tribulation, and he did not want to cause Qiu Xuanjing to be punished by thunder again. It was lucky to survive the thunder punishment, as no monk had ever escaped three times from thunder punishment.
"Keep your mouth shut and never tell anyone!" An Qingli naturally nodded.
Mu Sheng, surrounded by flowers, forced himself to hold back the pain in his body and asked, "What's the matter with coming here so late?"
"Go back to Master." An Qingli said with his back to Mu Sheng, "This apprentice is preparing to go on a trip to the mountains and came here to say goodbye to you."
"What?!" Mu Sheng yelled under the moon, which immediately startled the Nascent Souls on several nearby hills and sent their spiritual consciousness over to investigate.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a body-building bath?" Mu Sheng yelled in a bad mood, and his spiritual consciousness immediately shrank back.
The moon is bright and cloudless.
Mu Sheng set a restraint, packed himself up, stepped out of the flowers with a pale face, and let An Qingli into the Grandmaster's Hall with a displeased look on his face.
An Qingli lowered his head and followed in.
"You evil disciple!" Mu Sheng recalled the frightening days when An Qingli was in the secret realm. "You have only been back from the secret realm for a few days, and you went out again. Do you know how to refine fifth-grade elixirs, and sixth-grade elixirs?"
If you know how to refine it, just go out and wander around! You are not allowed to leave the sect until you have refined the fifth-grade elixir."
"It has been several years since I came back from the secret realm, not just a few days." An Qingli retorted in a low voice, and then said weakly, "Master, I know how to refine fifth-grade elixirs, but my cultivation level is low and my spiritual power reserve is not enough.
They are all of average quality.”
"What, so fast?!" Mu Sheng looked at him in disbelief as his little apprentice, who went to the ring every day and fooled around, could refine a fifth-grade elixir so quickly. Was he going to be better than his master?
An Qingli said quickly: "It's all the master's experience. The apprentice will be able to follow the master's alchemy experience and practice it a few times."
"That's true, my alchemy experience is a treasure." Mu Sheng raised the corners of his lips a little, but after thinking about it, he lowered his lips and said, "That doesn't make sense, how could it happen so fast?"
"Unhappy Master." An Qingli continued to explain, "Although I often stay in the fighting ring, when I am walking and sleeping, I am thinking about refining alchemy. What's more, I am a practitioner of Dharma, and I practice my spiritual power during the fight.
I have mastered it, and I also have the magic weapon alchemy furnace given by the master. My experience, diligence, and the alchemy furnace, all added together, it is not surprising that I can refine the fifth-grade elixir. My disciple's rapid progress in alchemy is all because of his master's experience and elixir.
The furnaces were all gifts from the master, and diligence was also encouraged by the master. Without the best master, there would be no outstanding disciples!"
Mu Sheng's face looked better: "Well, only famous teachers can produce great disciples." How many alchemy masters are there in this world?
An Qingli said quickly: "Master, I will go down the mountain tomorrow."
Mu Sheng's face sank: "Why do you keep wanting to run out every day?"
An Qingli smiled and said: "Isn't the disciple also a Dharma cultivator? How can he advance if he doesn't go out and walk more."
Mu Sheng snorted in displeasure: "It's not like you were dragged down by erysipelas as a teacher. With your alchemy talent, you can successfully transform into a god by following the alchemy path alone, but you are asking for trouble."
An Qingli pondered and said: "Maybe it's because of the wind in my fate that I can't stay in one place."
Mu Sheng snorted again, handed out a storage bag and said: "You don't have to worry about the means of saving your life and escaping from the master. These sixth-grade elixir recipes and refining experience, you can go down and figure it out yourself. But a twenty-year-old fifth-grade elixir refining
Master, be careful not to be targeted by the demons. I don’t want my chief disciple to be captured by the demons."
"Disciple, please remember, master, take care, and be sure to wear more robes when refining alchemy." An Qingli gratefully accepted Mu Sheng's generous gift, bowed to Mu Sheng three times, and then left with his sword.
A streak of colorful clouds chases the moon.
"Hey, apprentice or something, he is here to collect debts as expected." Mu Sheng let his hair down and sighed quietly under the moonlight. He took out An Qingli's soul card and looked at it again and again. What kind of evil did he commit? Why did he fail to do so?
He took on such a restless apprentice.
The restless disciple had packed his bags and went to the sect's deacon hall before dawn. She had several identity jade tokens, all of which were integrated into her blood essence refining. Only she could use them, but the identity description inside
But they are all different.
As an inner disciple of Wanfa Peak, An Qingli reported his travels to the sect for about two to three years.
As the sun rose in the east, An Qingli went to Fangshi Lingshan Building, specially asked for a private room, and had a hearty meal. When he came out, he was already a middle-aged male cultivator that can be seen everywhere in the world of cultivation.
Reward, monthly recommendation ticket, red bean, collection, thank you!