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Four hundred and seventieth eight chapters gift (three)

"You have to sign for this in person. There are very important things inside."

How serious the manager was: "Don't worry, it will be delivered safely."

Calculating the courier fee: "I'll charge you one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

Hu Qing gave it and cursed in his heart, you were going back in the first place, is this considered a tailwind price?

The steward brought the things back to the inner gate. He had a good idea. He would first deliver the young disciple's items, and finally go to see Master Lin Yin. What if Master Lin Yin had other instructions?

Unexpectedly, when we arrived at the inner gate, we first went to Suihuo Peak, but no one was found.

I went to Caixiu Peak again, but still couldn't find anyone. Fortunately, Caixiu Peak had more people from the inner sect than Suihuo Peak. When I asked, I found out what was going on, and they were all in solitary confinement.

The steward slapped his forehead, this is an errand.

When I went to the back mountain, I asked the guard there and learned that I was delivering something to those four people. I was not embarrassed and led them right in.

When the steward looked at the geographical location, he realized that he was not being punished, but was just showing off to outsiders.

The four of them were overjoyed to receive a surprise delivery. Fortunately, they knew they were being punished and didn't get carried away. They thanked everyone obediently and waited for the door to close before rushing forward to unpack the delivery.

The steward then went to Yuzhu Peak and wondered whether there was any necessary connection between the young disciple being punished and the things being sent in at this time.

Lin Yin was at Yuzhu Peak and heard someone giving him something. He was puzzled and called the steward to see him.

The steward said that Hu Nuan's mother, Mrs. Hu, asked her to deliver it.

Lin Yin's face twitched, and his first thought was: I just beat someone's child yesterday, and today I'm here to prosecute him?

The steward presented the jade box with both hands.

Lin Yin glanced at the words above, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Madam Hu's handwriting? This word made it clear that she was someone not easy to mess with.

I took it and pressed the lid. I really didn’t know what kind of surprise was inside.

He called his disciples to send him out. The steward was rewarded with a small sum of money and was very happy.

Lin Yin struggled with the lid for a long time, gritted his teeth, and opened it. Even if there was a poisonous needle inside, he could bear it.

As a result, when the lid was opened, there were bright white lotus flowers inside.

Lin Yin was surprised: "This is Shulian?"

I counted them and found a total of twenty, covered with several layers of tree lotus leaves, and their long stalks were coiled on the inner wall of the jade box.

Lin Yin was also an alchemist. The alchemist hated to see the good spiritual plants being ruined, so he quickly took the long and large jade box and moved the things out.

Yi smiled: "Are you thanking me or apologizing to me? Madam Hu makes me ashamed."

When I thought about it, I was just surprised and forgot to ask anything else. I waved to a disciple and gave him a few instructions.

Soon the disciple turned around: "Peak Master, the mission hall manager went to the confinement room beforehand and sent something. He said it was food for four big pots."

Lin Yin looked at him.

The disciples didn't understand.

Lin Yin: "What do you eat?"

The disciple was confused: "The guards didn't know either. They covered the windows on the door from the inside."

Lin Yin: "..."

Wave him down.

Looking at Hu Qing's handwriting again, he smiled: "This is asking me to be noble."

He clicked his tongue: "How come I'm making a fuss out of a molehill? It's really..."

This matter concerned four families, and Lin Yin was embarrassed to keep it all to himself, so he told the other three: "If you don't use the tree lotus, I will make the Xuanyuan Bixin Pill for you."

The three of them had no objection.

On the other hand, Di Yuan said with great sincerity: "Look at how honorable and upright Madam Hu is."

Lin Yin: "..."

You said I have a small belly and chicken intestines, right?

I didn’t realize that you were more willing to fight her injustice than her real master.

Lin Yin thought that when the girl from Huo Linggen came, he would definitely create a new relationship between Di Yuan and his disciples.

Hu Qing was digging in the ground at home, and he carefully took out most of the bitter honey from the nests of the burrowing bees under the tree where the green worms lived. He found that the burrowing bees had built many more nests, which shows the living environment here.

Excellent, let them grow.

Pushing the soil back, Hu Qing pondered how to make mead.

The effectiveness of the bitter honey from the ground borer is not guaranteed and may be brewed into tonics or drugs.

Need to try more.

Hu Qing went to the street and bought some ordinary materials in the utensil shop, then went to a medicine shop to buy some spiritual plants, and then went to the vegetable garden to buy some fresh fruits.

I took the materials to the refining room and made many transparent bottles with different shapes and patterns. They looked like glass, but were as solid as iron.

Wash, boil at high temperature and dry in the sun.

Hu Qing started brewing wine.

There are one-meter-high transparent bottles on display, each about two waists thick. Some are round, square, and curved, some are carved with flowers, bamboo, grass, some with birds, beasts, and insects, and some are clumsy, elegant and simple.

Hu Qing first divided the collected bitter honey evenly into the bottles, and then carefully added the ingredients. One jar of spirits, clear hops, and flower wine, and poured them into the first three bottles. The next five were prepared.

Fill each bottle with spiritual plants with five elements attributes and washed fruits, filling about half of the space. In this way, you will get eight kinds of wine.

The next tree lily leaves will get a bottle. A dozen or so lily flowers will be lost and they will get a bottle. The tiger's bones will get a bottle.

She didn't plan to use the lotus root doll made by the lotus tree. It was reserved for Hu Nuan for future use.

Hu Qing thought for a while, flipped the dagger, cut his little arm and let the blood drain for a while. Well, he got another bottle.

Silk cloth: "You are sick."

Hu Qing: "What do you know? Bloodletting will make you healthier."

Silk cloth: "Who drinks? Who dares to drink?" The diaphragm should kill people.

Hu Qing: "I drink it myself, can you take care of it?"

Silk cloth: "..."

Really, he is just a psychopath.

Hu Huahua raised her little paw: "Mom, I'm coming too."

Hu Qing: "No, you are too young. When you grow up - mother will buy you the best honey wine to drink."

Silk cloth is cold, you feel sick too, right?

Add water, seal it, and put it into the space. I don’t know when the wine will be ready.

Silk cloth: Are you sure that the miscellaneous things you put there can be turned into wine? It will probably stink in a few days.

Hu Qing went into seclusion to practice, intending to study the fire-like river and the impregnable soup. She imagined the scene of using these two moves at the same time. The flame waterfall was divided into several strands, falling and surging. At the source of the waterfall, she was sitting in the golden light, without joy or sorrow, and she was in perfect style.

.Tsk, learn, must master.

The heart is restless and the reality is cold.

Not to mention that the golden light of the Flame Waterfall is impervious to fire. When Huo Ruoxuanhe was activated, the flames swept across the space. It seemed unstoppable, but less than three seconds after he stood up, Hu Qing's dantian was empty and he fell to the ground with a bang.

She is going to die because her spiritual power is not enough.

Silk cloth: "Don't you dare to underestimate the secret method now? Do you think things in the fairy world are so easy to practice?"

Hu Qing was depressed: "This is too much difference. I can use Burning Body and Iron Horse without any pressure."

Silk cloth sneered: "Think about it with your brain. The secret method is only at the fifth level, which is enough for you to use it until you reach the Mahayana Ascension. Fire like a hanging river and solid as a golden soup are at the third level. What kind of cultivation level should you have to be qualified to use them?"

It should be Nascent Soul after all.

Hu Qing: "Oh, I don't have enough spiritual power."

Silk cloth: "Anyway, Hu Nuan is twelve years old. It will only take three years for her to build the foundation, so you can wait a little longer. It just so happens that the secret method can no longer be broken through, the Spring God Art has also reached its bottleneck, and you have a new way to refine the body. Refining the body

Right. We should also study the talisman array. There is also the Buddhist scriptures that Shui Xin taught you. I don’t have anything from Buddhism here, so you can make up for it."


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