The ten disciples were extremely excited when they heard that this demon bear had actually reached the stage of immortal power. The disciple from the Wuxiang Hall took out the liquid storage bottle and piloted the spiritual weapon to fly to the bottom of the pit. The disciple from the Netherworld Hall stored it with his sleeves.
The disciple who was storing things also followed and flew down.
The other disciples flew down together, waved their spiritual weapons, cut out the flesh and removed the bones. The shape of this demon bear was simply too huge. The ten disciples worked for an hour, and finally sucked all the precious blood in its body into the storage bottle.
中.This time the liquid storage bottle was completely filled.
The demon bear's bones were as thick as a giant tree. The disciple of Netherworld Hall put all its bones into the sleeve robe, and the sleeve robe was bulging, and it was already full.
Although it was tiring, everyone had a great harvest this time and they were all very happy.
Jiang Yun has been perched on a big tree on the top of the pit, letting go of his spiritual consciousness and looking in all directions to see if there is anything strange around him.
Fortunately, during this hour, no other monsters broke into this place. Even if there were a few wild beasts, they only walked quietly at a distance of several hundred feet, and did not cause much harm to this place.
threaten.
Seeing that everyone had drained the Night Demon Bear's precious bones and precious blood, Jiang Yun called on everyone to leave quickly. Suddenly, a strange light flew out of the pit. Jiang Yun opened the way in front, and all the disciples followed closely with their spiritual weapons.
Together we retreated towards the edge of the dense valley.
When we reached the edge of the dense valley, everyone did not stop but worked hard to fly over the top of the towering ancient trees and out of the abyss of the dense valley.
In about half a day, Jiang Yun flew back to Purple Lake from the northern abyss with ten disciples. The other disciples said goodbye and returned to each hall. The Wuxiang Hall disciple and the Netherworld Hall disciple who collected the precious blood and bones
It was Tong Jiangyun who sent the precious blood and bones to the Blue Chrysanthemum Pavilion.
Lan Qiu Ming, the owner of the Blue Chrysanthemum Pavilion, and his fellow alchemy disciples moved more than ten water jars, and they were all filled with the precious blood of monsters. They saw this in their eyes and couldn't open their mouths with joy. Unknown to them, Netherworld Hall
The disciple recited the spell and poured out all the monster bones from his sleeves and robes. Unexpectedly, the snow-white bones were as thick as tree trunks and stacked as high as a two-story house.
The eyes of Lan Qiu Ming and his fellow disciples shone with light, and their joy was beyond words. Lan Qiu Ming and his alchemy disciples went about their work happily. Although they knew that the work ahead would be tiring, their hearts were filled with joy.
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Their duty is to refine elixirs, which is also their hobby and their lifelong love. As long as they refine elixirs and refine their medical skills, they feel fulfilled and happy.
After returning from the Blue Ju Hall, the disciple from the Wuxiang Hall and the disciples from the Netherworld Hall bowed and said goodbye. Jiang Yun returned to the Beast King Hall in Zihu.
Jiang Yun thought to himself that although he had returned home with a full load today and had a great harvest, the precious blood and bones he brought back were still a drop in the bucket for the cultivation of all the disciples of the sect.
In the following days, Jiang Yun asked the five hall masters to send disciples with profound spiritual power from time to time to the abyss and dense valley in the north to kill monsters and bring back precious blood and bones. This is a normal job, and it is
It must be persisted for a long time. Only in this way can the quantity of alchemy in Blue Jug Pavilion be guaranteed.
At the same time, Jiang Yun also specifically told the disciples who entered the secret valley of the northern abyss not to go into the depths of the secret valley. If he did not go there in person or the leader of the hall led the team, it was best to just wait at the edge of the secret valley and wait for hunting.
Just use some monsters with weaker spiritual power.
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The night quietly opened. After dinner, Jiang Yun walked out the door. Yan Ci'er asked curiously: "Brother Valley Master, where are you going?"
Jiang Yun turned around and said very gently: "I want to go to the Purple Lake in the Beast King Terrace to practice spiritual techniques."
Yan Ci'er blinked her big, beautiful eyes, nodded, and said "Yeah", "Then, Ci'er won't bother Brother Valley Master anymore."
Jiang Yun suddenly felt in his heart that this girl seemed to have really grown up. She was becoming more and more aware during this period, so he smiled at her and nodded, turned around and went straight out.
Yan Ci'er was startled for a moment, but did not stay in the house, but followed him out. He only stopped at the railing of the corridor outside. Relying on the finely carved wooden railing, his eyes seemed a little dreamy, and he looked towards Jiang.
Yun looked from behind until Jiang Yun's figure passed through the Beast King's Palace, arrived at the deserted Beast King's Platform, and then walked to the edge of the Purple Lake.
Yan Ci'er just looked at Jiang Yun's back like this, stupidly, as if she could feel that strange happiness just by looking at it like this.
Although it was late at night, Yan Ci'er had no intention of going back to sleep. That's right, the Valley Master's brother was not asleep, so how could she sleep?
Jiang Yun walked to the edge of the Purple Lake, took a deep breath, then stood tall, closed his eyes and concentrated. For a long time, Jiang Yun's body moved slightly, and he slowly stretched out his arms, and then hugged him back.
In his arms, he slowly opened his arms to the left and right again.
Several times like this, along with the spells he murmured in his mouth, Jiang Yun's clothes puffed up without the wind, his feet left the ground, and his whole body fluttered gently, like a beautiful butterfly.
Shaking his wings, he flew away from the Beast King's Platform and floated to the surface of the Purple Lake.
Jiang Yun didn't stop talking, and his palms were changing gestures, flipping and dancing in front of his chest. At this time, Jiang Yun's whole body was emitting layers of light yellow light. Looking from a distance, Jiang Yun's clothes were fluttering and his hair was floating.
Fei looked calm, like an immortal in the clouds and mist.
Yan Ci'er's beautiful pupils were wide open, with an innocent smile on her pretty face. She looked at Jiang Yun, and the more she looked at her, the more she fell in love with her. It was as if everything around her was lifeless at the moment.
, indifferent and colorless, only the person shrouded in halo in the purple lake tightly pulled her beating heart.
Seeing Jiang Yun's body radiating spiritual energy, floating in the air, like a heroic and heroic god in the sky. Yan Ci'er's heart jumped a few times, and she suddenly felt the urge to learn spiritual power and magic.
Yes, Shuyuan Valley is a great immortal sect, and every disciple among them has practiced spiritual arts and magical arts, but she, Yan Ci'er, has never practiced it. It's not that she is lazy, or that she has no aspirations in her heart, but that her mother has been happy since she was a child.
Hong Ji set a rule for her not to practice spiritual power or magic.
When she was a child, Yan Ci'er often saw her senior sisters of the same age flying around using spiritual weapons and performing spells to create blurred visions. Yan Ci'er was filled with envy and frustration. She was puzzled and did not understand the restrictions her mother placed on her.
Later, Yan Ci'er gradually grew up and gradually understood her mother's thoughts. Her mother, Le Hongji, appeared to be wild and bohemian on the surface, but it was because she was cynical when she was young. She had a beautiful life, learned spiritual skills profoundly, and showed off her sharp edge.
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At that time, there were simply too many people who admired and liked her, but her vision was too high, so she picked a famous big shot. Unexpectedly, this big shot abandoned her in the end because of his lofty ambitions and ambitions.
Le Hongji's whole soul was severely traumatized and deeply affected. Under the grief, her temperament changed drastically and she became a womanizer and a bohemian.
How can she heal the trauma in her heart after tasting countless handsome men in the world? Who can know the pain in Le Hongji's heart? For a woman, since she gave her whole heart to one person, if she forces herself
How can we achieve completeness if we take that heart back?
She was sad and in pain, so much so that she completely changed into a different look. This look made her feel very strange.
Her daughter, Yan Ci'er, still doesn't know who her biological father is. She didn't tell her, and even lied to her, saying that she picked her up by herself. Because she didn't want to tell her daughter about the ruthless man and cause harm to her daughter.
The shadow in my heart.
As her daughter grew up, she became more and more like her. Whether it was her beauty, temperament, or even the features on her chest, she was exactly the same as when she was young. She was worried and decided to raise her daughter to be a harmonious person.
Her completely different life.
She doesn't let her daughter learn spiritual arts or show her face in public. She just teaches her etiquette and rules so that she can become a lady. She hopes that her daughter will find sweet love when she grows up and live an ordinary life. Although life is ordinary, men at least
Will not abandon her, she actually obtains the sweetness of happiness.
Thinking of this, Yan Ci'er lamented her mother's hard conscience. She let out a long sigh, and tears flashed between her eyebrows. Then, Yan Ci'er raised her eyes and continued to look towards Jiang Yun, looking at
Looking at it, a smile appeared on the corners of my mouth, but the desire in my heart became stronger and stronger.
[Author's digression]: I'm very sorry. During this period, I was so busy working on targeted poverty alleviation materials every day. Last night, I went to the bureau to hand in the materials and finished it at 12 o'clock. I didn't finish dinner. So yesterday
The update was late! As long as I don’t call to ask for a redo today, I should be able to make it up. Book friends, please forgive me!