Chen Qingyan ground the medicinal materials into powder and put the carefully prepared medicinal solution into bottles.
Then left satisfied.
"Shopkeeper, keep the room for me."
"Okay, don't worry."
Returning to the station, Chen Qingyan found that there was a group of people waiting indoors.
The leader is clearly Jiang Bingxin.
"You left the station again without permission. Wang Teng, Wang Teng, you are really capable of doing things. Since you are full of energy, let's do this. In two days, you will be counted as the one who will be sent back by the evil altar."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room cast sympathetic glances at the young man.
"Don't even think about refusing. I have already submitted your name. Master Yuan Heng is responsible for this matter. The evil altar is related to Lingu's important affairs and cannot be rejected. And your birth date coincides with one of the evil altars.
It can restrain the things in the altar. But you should be careful on the way, don't become a human sacrifice."
Jiang Bingxin walked up to Chen Qingyan, patted him twice on the shoulder, and then left the stone room.
The rest of the spectators filed out.
Chen Qingyan's face was dull, his palms rolled up, and a bottle quietly disappeared into his sleeves.
In the room, except for Mo Zhizhen, who was the first to know, the rest of the people, no matter how slow they were, realized at this time that there was a grudge between Wang Teng and Jiang Bingxin, otherwise how could they arrange things for him one after another.
Thinking of this, several people became even more distant, for fear of being implicated.
Although Jiang Bingxin is only a vice-captain, his cultivation of Gu Yuan Gong is perfect, he has already joined the circle of noble disciples, and he has some power in the outer sect.
Tan Shidan looked unhappy and wished he could change to a stone room immediately.
"Return the book to you."
Shi Shanchong and the two people who borrowed books from him before returned the books directly.
Even Mo Zhizhen, whose face was swollen by Jiang Bingxin, avoided looking at him.
Chen Qingyan took the book and pondered secretly.
Evil altar.
he knows.
But I only found out about it recently, and it was revealed by the strong man while he was drinking.
The reason why Lingu in Jugu City is able to take out a "fierce god" and "evil evil" as a reward during each Guzhan martial arts competition is because Lingu has the ability to continuously produce these two rare treasures.
The ominous altar is one of the many necessities needed to give birth to the "evil god".
The thing in the altar is none other than the remains of the deceased.
Similar to spirits, it is made by secret methods, and the altar contains evil spirits that have been transformed into demons.
Every evil altar is a valuable resource for Lingu.
There are productions in Jugu City, but most of them are collected from outside and the finished products are brought back.
The so-called "returning the ominous altar" means that a living person with a conflicting birth date, preferably a man with abundant energy and blood, will bring the ominous altar and personally place it at the altar where the ominous god is conceived. During the whole process, no magic weapon is allowed to be used to escort the ominous god.
The talisman that suppresses the evil altar will be torn off during this process.
Only by suppressing the energy, blood and fate, and then stimulating the evil spirit of the evil spirit in the altar, can the birth of the evil god be shortened.
Chen Qingyan came to his senses and found that there was no one in the room.
He put the books back into the cage and left the stone room.
Dining hall in the back hall.
Chen Qingyan found the strong man who was eating and drinking.
"Senior Brother Fei, I have something to ask for advice."
The strong man's name is Fei Yihe, and he has learned the family's stick technique. The spear stick in his hand is a family weapon, and its quality is still higher than Chen Qingyan's Zhaoxie Sword. The strong man once boasted that this stick is the first among the magical weapons.
A magic weapon.
Fei Yihe glanced at the young man in front of him strangely, held a big bowl in his hands, and walked with him to a deserted place.
"What's wrong?" the strong man asked.
"I'm going to the evil altar to send him back in two days." Chen Qingyan said concisely and concisely.
"Cough...cough..."
Fei Yihe choked on the soup in the bowl and coughed.
"Are you going too? How old are you? I think you are thirteen years old. Do you have enough Qi and blood to dare to covet such great merit?"
Chen Qingyan heard other meanings from the strong man's questioning.
"Senior Brother Fei, are you..."
"Nonsense, didn't I tell you last time that I was going to the evil altar to send him back... No, your kid seemed to have gone out at that time."
Fei Yihe thought about it, and then looked at Chen Qingyan with surprise, "Have you offended someone? If you are under nineteen, the evil altar will be sent back. This is seduction. The evil spirit inside can explode the altar.
"
"Senior brother, is there any way to save your life?" Chen Qingyan asked bluntly.
"How is your cultivation?" Fei Yihe looked at him seriously.
After getting along with him for a few days, Fei Yihe felt that the boy was a good person. He was young and mature, and he treated people and things better than the others.
"The seventh level of Gu Yuan Gong." Chen Qingyan said without blinking.
"The cast is used to refine the essence, no wonder."
Fei Yihe nodded, took another sip of the soup in the bowl, and swallowed the vegetable leaves together.
Then he said: "That's okay. Just be careful and don't do anything unnecessary. It should be fine."
"No more?" Chen Qingyan tilted his head.
"No more." Fei Yihe turned the empty bowl upside down and not a drop of the soup was left inside. "The evil altar is most afraid of external force. Suppressing it with Qi, blood and fate is the best way."
"If the birth date is wrong, can the fate be suppressed?"
"Then we can only rely on Qi and blood, which is missing a layer of protection."
"Thanks for letting me know."
After Chen Qingyan thanked him, he turned and left.
I also knew that since Jiang Bingxin asked him to return the evil altar, he must have manipulated his birth date. Then the evil altar he sent back would most likely lack the protection of fate. Perhaps, in other
Maybe the place has tampered with it.
However, even if Jiang Bingxin did not tamper with the birth date, his own birth date itself was problematic.
His birthday and horoscope were actually exchanged with 'Lin Qi'.
"A gentleman's revenge does not last overnight. I originally wanted to keep you for a few more days, but you gave me a big trouble in the blink of an eye, so I won't wait any longer."
At this time, the sun was high in the sky, the sky and the earth were blazing, and Chen Qingyan left his station.
"You're back so soon." The manager of Pingfu Inn looked happily at the young man who came in.
"I want to rest, don't let anyone disturb me."
"Okay, okay."
Return to the guest room.
Chen Qingyan calmed down his mind, closed and opened his eyes, and a familiar panel appeared.
Name: Chen Qingyan
Realm: None
Kung Fu:
Tibetan rhyme eight-curved sword (transcendent to the holy)
Gu Yuan Gong (tenth level, casting the essence and refining the Yuan)
Looking at the source points with "18" points left, Chen Qingyan was about to upgrade, but suddenly stopped, walked downstairs, threw down a few pieces of bone money and told the shopkeeper several times.
Half an hour later, Chen Qingyan's room was filled with all kinds of food.
He called up the character panel again.
"promote."
With a brush, the Guyuan Gongmou will rise.
The source point is reduced a bit.
A large amount of practice experience suddenly came to my mind.
At the same time, the quiet vitality in Chen Qingyan's body suddenly surged violently.
An invisible aura began to fill the room.
The doors and windows have obviously been closed, but there is a messy strong wind that keeps blowing everything in the house.
After drinking some tea, Chen Qingyan opened his eyes.
"The eleventh level of Gu Yuan Gong."
It's still the stage of casting and refining the essence.
Feeling the vitality that was about to fill his Dantian, Chen Qingyan did not stop, but...
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