Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Since Xun Wenhong is a master at alchemy, the method for Wei Canglan to make pills for Chen Yu is much simpler.

how to do?
Go directly to Panshi Peak to find Xun Wenhong!
but……

Wei Canglan couldn't help touching his head.

Yesterday, he just beat his favorite student to the ground, and today he went to ask for a pill.

Is this appropriate?

Of course it is.

What's wrong?
I didn't do anything to Su Wudao.

I heard that he can recover after lying in the hospital for a few days.

Furthermore, I suspect that he is Pengci.

At that time, Lao Tzu just picked a peach blossom branch casually, which was not as wonderful as the disciples rumored.

What unites people and swords, what draws everyone into their own world.

Anyway, I don't feel it at all.

So, he Su Wudao is not a touch of porcelain, what is it?
Thinking of this, Wei Canglan immediately felt much better.

Taking another sip of tea, he went directly down the mountain to take the black turtle to Panshi Peak.

……

The scenery of Panshi Peak is different from other peaks.

Green Bamboo Peak has bamboos all over the mountains, Xueyue Peak is full of girl disciples, and Star Holding Peak has strange rocks.

But Pan Shifeng looked a little deserted from a distance.

Xun Wenhong has an old-fashioned personality, and he has relatively few disciples. He is more immersed in alchemy on weekdays, and has never put his mind on decorating the Panshi Peak.

Therefore, the moment Wei Canglan stepped into the Panshi Peak, he had a feeling that the mountain might be turning yellow.

Still picking up the stairs.

The residence where the head teacher lives is similar to the design of the Asgard Palace.

Xun Wenhong's residence is more like a temple.

There is a kind of solemnity everywhere.

This also echoes his stereotyped personality.

Wei Canglan came to the temple, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and told himself in his heart:
We're here to ask for help.

If Xun Wenhong is dissatisfied with us because of what happened yesterday, then we have to bear it.

After all, we beat his favorite student.

Remember, it's here to get the elixir!
It's for the eldest disciple Chen Yu!

With a firm mind, Wei Canglan gently knocked on the door.

squeak--

The temple door was pushed open.

But the person who came out was not Xun Wenhong.

Instead, a small head with a clever expression poked out.

Dao was about twelve or thirteen years old, but his appearance was a little cute.

When the child saw Wei Canglan, his curious eyes froze immediately, and his expression became even more agitated. He clenched his hands into fists and said in a trembling voice:

"Second, second seat?"

"Wei Cizuo, you, why are you..."

Seeing the child's excited appearance, Wei Canglan couldn't help smiling, and said with a smile:

"I'm looking for Xun Wenhong to discuss the pill."

Dao Tong kept his eyes fixed on Wei Canglan's face, but soon he lowered his head, a little ashamed.

He didn't react until he heard Wei Canglan's words, and he felt a little guilty because of his negligence:
"Returning to the second seat, Xun Wenhong is the first to refine alchemy. At this time, he does not see anyone, in case the alchemy fails and becomes obsessed. I hope the second seat will forgive me..."

Wei Canglan nodded after listening, thinking:
Can this alchemy go mad?
There seems to be such a saying.

Then wait.

He cupped his hands to Xiaodaotong, "Then I will wait for a while on the stone seat under this tree."

Daotong's eyes were astonished.

The second and second seats really have no airs at all.

Of course, seeing Wei Canglan sitting down on the stone seat, even taking off the gourd around his waist, unplugging it and drinking on his own, he couldn't believe his eyes even more.

What a free and easy temperament this is!
This is what humans should only have in heaven.

Wei Canglan took a sip of the medicinal wine he brewed, and noticed that Dao Tong was still looking at him, so he picked up the wine gourd and shook it at him.

The latter immediately shook his head and waved his hands.

You shouldn't drink alcohol when you're young.

Time goes by slowly.

Wei Canglan just sat quietly on the stone seat and waited.

Xiao Daotong watched silently by the door.

If Wei Canglan hadn't gotten used to this kind of observing gaze, he would have definitely regarded Daotong as a pervert.

What's the matter with your eyes?

Fencing with me at a young age?

Alas, Cang Xing's future flowers are really worrying.

About half an hour passed, and there were footsteps in the temple.

Xun Wenhong frowned, walking towards Daotong surrounded by alchemy, and asked:
"Who is coming?"

As he said that, he saw Wei Canglan sitting under the tree, and immediately scolded Daotong:
"You child, when Canglan came, you didn't say let him in, but just let him sit under the tree?"

Daotong realized that he had been staring at the second seat and completely forgot about those things, but he still felt aggrieved and said:

"The first seat, you said that other people can't disturb you during alchemy..."

"If you can't be disturbed, you don't want to come to the alchemy room to find me. It won't affect you if you invite him into the temple. You child... Hurry up and have a cup of tea."

"Got it..." Daotong left with his mouth pursed.

When Wei Canglan saw Xun Wenhong, he got up and went up to greet him, cupping his hands and saying:

"Uncle, I heard that you are refining alchemy again, I am afraid that the disciples of Cangxingmen will be blessed again."

There was a slight smile on Xun Wenhong's old-fashioned face:
"They are all defective products, let's go in first."

"it is good."

……

The two sat down in the front hall of the temple.

In the hall, there is a portrait of one or two feet tall, with heroic brows, standing with hands behind his back, with a truly compelling aura.

Wei Canglan remembered that this person was the founder of Cangxing Gate.

At the same time, he is also a good alchemist.

Xiao Daotong came with tea, put the hot tea on the table between the two of them, and stepped aside, but his eyes still wandered on Wei Canglan's face.

Xun Wenhong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said slowly:
"Canglan, you must have something to do with your uncle today, right?"

"I can't hide anything from you, Master really knows everything like a god." Wei Canglan began to flatter him.

Unexpectedly, Xun Wenhong snorted coldly:
"Before, you could walk around every mountain peak, but you didn't want to come to my Panshi Peak. Isn't it because I have always been sharp in my words and old-fashioned in my actions?"

Wei Canglan laughed dryly, neither denying nor admitting.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Wei Canglan sat upright, his attitude became serious, and he said seriously:
"Returning to Master Uncle, there are mainly two things."

"One, the nephew wants to apologize for what happened to Su Wudao yesterday..."

When Xun Wenhong heard this, his eyebrows immediately raised:
"Canglan, oh Canglan, do you really think that my uncle has no tolerance for sand in his eyes? Although my words are harsh, I am not narrow-minded."

He took a sip of tea, slightly sullen, and continued:
"Furthermore, Su Wudao's character, as a master, can I not understand? He dared to challenge you because he was out of control, and losing is also a good thing for him. You can hone his temperament."

Wei Canglan nodded.

All right, Xun Wenhong, you kid can handle it.

He didn't worry about it too much anymore:
"Master Uncle has a broad mind, it is Cang Lan who treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

"As for the other thing... the nephew wants to ask you for some pills."

"Ok?"

Speaking of this topic, Xun Wenhong became interested.

He narrowed his eyes with crow's feet, looked at the statue of the patriarch not far away, and then asked:

"Is it for your eldest disciple?"