Jiang Su smelled the aroma of the medicine and froze for a moment.
"Is this... so fast?"
"Danlai——"
The girl in green clothes stretched out her hand, and the pill in the furnace flew towards her palm.
This time, Jiang Su only had two immortal pills. This kind of pill was specially refined for Qi Wu's body to have the greatest effect only on his body.
The quantity and five-element attributes of each type of spiritual material are also tailor-made.
"With his size, one pill is enough."
I'm kind of looking forward to seeing this diseased seedling transform from a white lotus into a king flower.
Jiang Su took out two exquisite wooden boxes from the storage bag and put the elixirs directly into them. In the past, she would examine the color and shape of the elixirs, but now that she is blind, she stopped looking at them.
She trusts her feelings.
When a person loses one sense, it is the most confusing thing to doubt the other four senses.
Jiang Su placed one of the wooden boxes on the floor in front of him, put away the other wooden box, and sat cross-legged peacefully.
She could clearly feel that every inch of her skin and texture was very thirsty and was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the surrounding air, converting it into spiritual power that assisted the movement of qi, blood and body fluids in the monk's body.
After being exhausted, the body is in need of spiritual energy more than before.
She found that there was a big gap between her alchemy refining this time and her previous alchemy refining. Nascent Soul's cultivation made it almost effortless for her to refine ordinary elixirs, and the speed of elixir refining was accelerated. In the same time, she could at least make the same elixir.
Refined three more times.
If there were any other gains that could be called enlightenment... none of them.
She felt like a real tool at the moment, wanting to refine elixirs, refine elixirs, and refine elixirs into elixirs.
What happens after that? Deliver medicine? Collect money?
A feeling of emptiness of fate swept over her heart.
Jiang Su quickly took out the Jingxin Pills from the storage bag and was about to put a whole pill into his mouth.
"boom--"
The girl in green fell sideways to the ground.
Tired and sleepy.
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"How did you get to know our young master?" Groups of monks in golden robes gathered around Liu Yunqing, with their heads close to his side, looking at him expectantly.
"..."
"fight."
Everyone pretended to be shocked and all said: "Oh~"
Another monk in brocade clothes asked: "Then why did you decide to form a contract? Did you encounter some crisis, and then in the crisis, you discovered that you love each other the most in this life, and decided that heaven and earth would be the witness, and you would form a contract to live together for the rest of your life?"
?!!”
Liu Yunqing: "..."
Another monk in gilded clothes on the side pushed the man away and asked: "Is it a long-lasting stream? One day, in front of the flowers and under the moon, my feelings came naturally, and I decided to follow the beauty of heaven and earth and form a Taoist couple.??"
"Hey, I don't like the plot you mentioned. Who can write such a storybook?"
Several other people were pushing and shoving, trying to push each other away from their young master's Taoist companion.
"Get up, if you write, the book won't sell well. If you can't write about the lingering emotions between two people, then don't write. Why not edit the complete rune book?"
"Who said the story books I wrote didn't sell well?! Why did your story books sell so much? I wrote quite well, but that's because businessmen don't understand the truth!"
"Then what I write will not sell well!"
Several monks who gathered around Liu Yunqing held notebooks and pens in their hands. Every time they asked Liu Yunqing a question, regardless of whether he answered or not, these people would guess the past events based on Liu Yunqing's facial expressions.
The Zhang family is located on the high mountains of the Northern Territory, and their cultivation is pure. The higher their cultivation level, the more pure their hearts are. People who encounter bottlenecks in their cultivation will go to the outer sect to deal with merchants to do business in talisman cultivation.
It can be as big as custom-making hundreds of talismans, or as small as picking up a pen and writing a calligraphy book.
They can do anything that involves pens.
As the saying goes, they are clearly differentiated.
Liu Yunqing sat in the middle, his face serious and dignified, with a hint of evil aura.
Zhang Yunsheng said he was going to the back mountain, but ended up throwing himself outside at the front door. He said euphemistically: "You don't understand the Tao of Talisman, so don't let it interfere with your clean swordsmanship."
The three elders did not object, and in the end, only Zhang Yunsheng entered the forbidden area behind the Zhang family.
Liu Yunqing didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he just wanted to wait for his wife to be busy with her career.
As a result, a bunch of Zhang family juniors suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and one by one they called him Young Master Taoist Companion, and called him Young Master Madam???
Liu Yunqing's breath was stuck in his chest.
"Can Zhang Yunsheng control them before they go in?!"
"..."
At this time, a person walked out. He was dressed in brocade clothes, and the style was no different from the others, except that his figure was thinner, his eyebrows were much sharper than the others, and his temperament was like a fallen plum blossom in the wind and frost.
Liu Yunqing has met this person before.
The only young man who had the chance to compete with Zhang Yunsheng for the position of head of the family was dragged by his mother to see Zhang Yunsheng's affairs just now while still holding Dai Mo's pen in his hand.
Liu Yunqing remembered that this person's name seemed to be... Zhang Di?
"..."
"Why did you form a contract with me, young master?" This young man's temperament was cold.
When the other monks around him saw him coming, they consciously moved out of the way. They all held their scrolls and pens, preparing for a few "Shura fields" between the two of them.
Liu Yunqing secretly thought that the person who came was not good, and his expression did not look good. The fierce sword intention of the sword cultivator was not inferior to anyone else. He directly released murderous intent, his eyes were fierce, and his thoughts were restrained.
He just has a good mind and slow emotions. He is not stupid. Now that he has formed a bond with Zhang Yunsheng, the two of them are no longer as slow as before when they get along.
He knew that in the Zhang family, if he did not show his strength, others would regard him as someone who was specifically attached to Zhang Yunsheng.
Fu Xiu and Jian Xiu are basically determined by a battle.
Zhang Di looked indifferent and directly picked up the pen. Turning his wrist, a thick stack of yellow paper appeared in his hand.
I saw him putting paper in his left hand, and holding a pen in his right hand to draw talismans on the yellow paper. Every time he drew a talisman, it would naturally float in the direction of Liu Yunqing with the wind.
The speed of the wind gradually increased as Zhang Di wrote the talisman. In the end, he almost made a few random strokes on the talisman, and there were yellow talismans blooming in his palm like yellow leaves, and then attacked Liu Yunqing.
The sword cultivator in black frowned slightly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Holding the wind in hand, Liu Yunqing unsheathed his sword.
The blade of the sword did not touch the yellow talisman at all, and the sword wind swept away the yellow talisman that was coming from all around. The sword repairer turned his wrist and turned the sword, holding the sword flower with his left hand. There was a sword wind, and the silver blade suddenly stabbed forward.
"Buzz——"
He blocked all the yellow symbols, and the next moment, they were all hanging in the air, like short blades, flying towards the young man in brocade clothes.
Zhang Di secretly thought something was wrong, so he immediately turned around, made a gesture to summon the barrier, and raised his arms to cover his face.
Part of the yellow talisman was blocked by the barrier, and part of it passed through and hit him on the back.
Zhang Di was hit on the waist, and his back, chest and lungs felt like he had been cut off by thousands of knives, and when he raised his head, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
The surrounding Zhang family members opened their mouths and covered them with their hands, and even covered their faces with books.
"What a tragedy... Zhang Di is very strong, how could he be so vulnerable to this man?!"
"It shouldn't be. We have fought swordsmen before. Even if there is a gap in cultivation between us and this person, we can't lose in the first move?!"
