Song Zheng shook his head slightly. These things actually had nothing to do with them. He thought of Pan Feiyi again. He wanted to fulfill his promise to Pan Jihui, but he could never find Pan Feiyi. The girl seemed to have disappeared near Huangtai Fort.
"Did she try to escape and be executed by fire from heaven?" He felt slightly worried.
He is a monk, and he attaches great importance to the cause and effect of grudges. He received the favor from the Panji Society and made a promise. If he does not repay the favor, he always feels that there will be karmic retribution in the future.
In the following days, more and more people gathered in the market. I don’t know what means the Drinking Fire Sect used to make everyone believe the rumor. Not only the sects and families in the same state, but also even the states and counties further away.
The big party rushed over quickly, fearing that they would miss the "big opportunity".
Along with these people came some caravans.
Song Zheng had to sigh, there are people in this world who really want money rather than their lives.
This is also because everyone is a monk. If they were ordinary people, they would have been frightened and run as far away as possible when they heard that the sky fire was so weird. But the monks are used to seeing all kinds of strange events, and they are convinced that their chances are better than others; advanced
The monks felt that they could break the "curse" of the sky fire.
Therefore, the market suddenly became "prosperous", and this strange situation occurred.
Song Zheng also wanted to buy some more braised beast meat, but the store was always closed when he went there again. It is estimated that the girl only had the braised beast meat, and it would be gone after it was sold out.
Three yards across the shop, the front and back doors are sealed with the Seventh Town seal, but in a small house in the backyard, the braised pork girl Song Zheng saw before is sitting cross-legged, with an ancient alchemy furnace in front of her.
, about three feet high, a red flame at the bottom of the alchemy furnace is burning fiercely under the influence of a yuan jade.
But this flame passed through a layer of steel mesh blessed by a strange formation. When it rose to the middle level, it was pulled by the girl's void, and there was only a bright red fire, showing a burst of vitality.
On the top floor of the alchemy furnace, where the herbs should have been placed, a pot of bone soup was cooked.
A fist-sized meat bone was floating in the soup under the influence of flames. A first-order strange formation was arranged in the room, covering up all the smells. An invigorating aroma floated in the room, and from time to time
There was a vibration of vitality coming from the bone soup, and it was obvious that the essence in the bones of the high-level desolate beast was being cooked by her with the elixir fire.
But the girl's brows were still furrowed. She controlled the flames with one hand and flipped through an ancient book next to her from time to time.
She searched for it several times and finally solved her confusion. After realizing it, she closed the book and immediately controlled the elixir fire, dexterously triggering the cooking again. The vibration of vitality in the air gradually disappeared, and the fragrance also followed.
Convergence, leaving all the essence of the essence and bones in this soup.
"It's done!" She smiled slightly and put away the book. On the book were four ancient seal characters "Dan Ming Ding Shi".
She filled the soup, prepared a bowl and sent it out. When she got to the next door hut, she knocked on the door and went in: "Sister Pan, I've finally cooked it. You can try it too."
Pan Feiyi has an obvious sense of fire in her body, and she seems to be unable to control her "Innate Armor Ancient Fire Sutra". But what is even more worrying is her mental state, which is extremely haggard and her eyes are dull.
Hearing the girl's crunchy voice, she turned her head mechanically, her eyes empty, and it took a while before she had some focus: "Yun'er, no need, you drink more, increase your strength, that thing... maybe
When will they capture us again?"
Miao Yun'er carried the bowl and came to her side lightly. The two women sat down next to each other: "You can drink some, although... you can't do this. I have been helpless and homeless since I was a child. I haven't lived to this day."
Now? What’s the big deal if you don’t have family?”
Pan Feiyi lowered her head. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight.
"Come, I'll feed you something to drink." Miao Yun'er said, "From now on, we sisters will depend on each other."
Pan Feiyi smiled reluctantly and took the bowl: "I'll do it myself."
Miao Yun'er smiled happily, her big eyes curved into two small crescents. She was happy from the bottom of her heart. Sister Pan was much better than the previous few days and was willing to eat.
Pan Feiyi drank it, her energy surged in her belly, and her fire kept rising. She glanced at Miao Yun'er in surprise: "Sister, your alchemy skills are growing so fast."
Miao Yun'er stood up: "Sister, hurry up and practice your skills. I'm going to practice too. This is an eighth-level desolate beast essence bone that I picked up at the risk of my life in the Shenjin Mountain. It's very powerful."
"Okay, you go too."
Miao Yun'er closed the door for her, returned to her room, drank the remaining bone soup, sat cross-legged in the strange formation, and began to do her exercises.
She tapped the ground lightly with her finger, and a wave of light rolled outward from the strange formation, quickly sealing the entire room.
She opened her red lips gently, and a pale silver demon elixir flew out. She kept breathing out the elixir fire to refine her demon elixir!
…
Meng Tianjiu and Jing Chuanbei lived alone in a small courtyard. This was the place where a camp general used to raise his outer room. Now both the camp general and his outer room have become withered bones in Shenjin Mountain. This courtyard is exquisite and unique.
It suits both of them very well.
After experiencing several imperial edicts, the two strong soldiers survived by chance, but they were already haggard and seemed to be more than ten years older.
But their strength is growing rapidly in secret, but they have learned to be restrained and will never be as sharp as before. If they were the two of them now, they would never go to watch Min Xiongwen surround and kill Song Zheng——
Even if they really wanted to see it, they would rely on their cultivation to hide in the dark without being discovered.
On this day, an invitation was delivered to the two of them. Meng Tianjiu took one look at it and threw it on the table, saying: "White Ghostface invites us - this guy is not a good guy, so I don't want to go."
Igawa Kita thought for a while: "It's better to go there."
Otherwise, Bai Guilian will be offended in vain. If it were before, the two of them would definitely not go. As I said before, now they know how to be restrained.
"Okay, you can go if you want."
All the restaurants in the market were deserted, but Bai Guilian had some strength. He ordered people to clean up one of them, and then found a few fire-headed soldiers who could cook and drink, forcing them to clean up the table, and also got a
Jar of fine wine.
Bai Guilian used to be a well-known camp tyrant in the wolf barracks. He was not as bad as Magang and had a lot of subordinates under his command. Although his popularity was not as good as before due to the sky fire, he still gathered seven or eight wolf soldiers.
He raised his glass with a smile on his face: "Brother Meng, Brother Jing is a favor, I'll drink three glasses first!" Meng Tianjiu and Jing Chuanbei also drank three glasses with him, waiting for him to explain his intention.
The white ghost wiped his mouth and said: "There is a ridiculous rumor in the castle recently. I wonder if the two eldest brothers have heard of it?"