Seemingly boiling water poses no threat at all to Hu Tutu, who is in the pill formation stage.

But after the medicinal power of the spirit grass inside was stimulated, it entered Hu Tu Tu's body, making Hu Tu Tu feel dry and hot all over.

It's like sleeping on a hot kang with a quilt and a stove in the summer.

"It's so hot! Woohoo, third senior brother, I don't want to soak anymore!" Hu Tutu said lying on the side of the pot with a towel on his head, his face was flushed, and he looked bitterly at Chen Changsheng, who was controlling the heat.

"You can't do it, little junior sister, if you persist, you'll be soaking for two hours soon." Chen Changsheng said mercilessly.

Hutu turned over and sat in the pot bitterly, feeling very depressed: "I'm so hungry, woo woo ┭┮﹏┭┮."

At the stage of forming a pill, she was so dazed that she no longer needed to eat, but the good habit of eating three meals a day on the small mountain made her feel her stomach growling reflexively.

"No, grandpa said that he will be a full ghost after he dies!" Hu Tutu took a look at the medicinal bath exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, and licked his tongue. The smell is okay, and the taste should be good, right?

Hu Tutu picked up a handful of the potion and took a sip. The strange fragrance of the spirit grass also gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction, which instantly shook his spirits.

"Zi Liu... woo woo woo... grandpa... blah blah... woo woo woo... smudge me... ziliu... It's about to be cooked..."

"Senior brother, does it really have to take that long?" Xiao Feng, who was squatting under the stove to make a fire, looked at Hu Tutu who was crying and drinking the potion, and asked Chen Changsheng with some reluctance.

Chen Changsheng looked at Hu Tutu with a smile on his face and said: "Tu Tu, she is very talented, but she is a little too lazy. She has already reached the alchemy stage, but she doesn't even know how to control the sword. It doesn't do any good, and I urge her like this for her future well-being."

Xiao Feng looked at Hututu, who was already full, lying on his back in the pot, pouted with satisfaction, and said with a doting smile: "Little senior sister actually doesn't have to work so hard, with me...we are here, no one can hurt you." she!"

Chen Changsheng glanced at Xiao Feng strangely, and said, "We can protect her well for a while, but what about the next life? She must have her own way to go."

Xiao Feng nodded, obediently added firewood to the fire.

Looking at Xiao Feng, Chen Changsheng felt more and more weird. Could it be that Junior Brother Xiao in front of him didn't realize that Tu Tu was a fox?

The future emperor of the human race can't even see the real body of a spirit fox?

Chen Changsheng shook his head, staring at the heat all the time, when Chen Changsheng fished out the muddleheaded pottery that had boiled for two hours from the iron pot.

Hututu was already in a deep sleep, Chen Changsheng pinched his hand and threw a cleansing technique on Hututu.

The smeared clothes slowly became dry, and the medicine dregs left on his body disappeared.

"I'll take Tu Tu back to the room to rest, you should drink the potion in the pot!" Chen Changsheng said to Xiao Feng while hugging Tu Tu.

"Ah? Shall I drink this?" Xiao Feng asked, pointing at himself with astonishment.

"That's right, it's such a pity to throw this potion away, and this potion can just nourish the five divine beasts behind you, drinking it will be good for you!" Chen Changsheng said to Xiao Feng while walking.

Xiao Feng looked at the pot of potion in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The little senior sister just soaked in it for two hours, and I still have to drink the bath water?

Little sister's bath water?

It seems that it is not impossible!

Xiao Feng's face turned red, he shook his head to get rid of the dirty thoughts in his mind, the muscles in his hands puffed up, he picked up the iron pot full of potion, opened his mouth and gulped it all down.

In the middle of the night, there was silence on the small mountain peak.

Under the moonlight, Bai Feiyu, dressed in white, pushed open his door and walked towards Leng Qingsong's room.

Walking to the door, Bai Feiyu knocked on Leng Qingsong's door and said, "Second Senior Brother, I have something to tell you!"

"Come in!" Leng Qingsong's voice came from the room.

Bai Feiyu pushed open the door of Leng Qingsong's room, walked in, turned around and closed the door, turned around and saw the layout inside the room, Bai Feiyu was stunned for a moment.

The room was filled with boards and tiles, and various repair tools.

Hammer, shovel, saw, plane... you name it.

This doesn't look like a sword cultivator's room. It's an exaggeration to say it's a carpenter's room.

And Leng Qingsong sat cross-legged on his bed, looked at Bai Feiyu suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Feiyu looked around, found a bench and sat opposite Leng Qingsong, looked at Leng Qingsong seriously and said, "Second Senior Brother, I have my own reasons for not going to the Immortal Secret Realm."

Leng Qingsong nodded and said, "I understand!"

Bai Feiyu looked at Leng Qingsong with a stern face, and understood that the second senior brother in front of him was just cold-faced and warm-hearted.

My senior brothers get along day and night, even if I don't explain myself, Leng Qingsong still understands me.

"Brother, after you came back from the human world, did you already have Sword Heart Wugou?" Bai Feiyu asked.

Leng Qingsong nodded and replied: "Yes."

Sure enough, as I guessed, the path that Leng Qingsong wants to walk in front of him is exactly the path he has walked in his previous life.

But it was because he had walked this path that Bai Feiyu decided to come over to stop Leng Qingsong tonight, so as to prevent Leng Qingsong from repeating his own mistakes!

There is no way to go to the end of that road!

Bai Feiyu looked at Leng Qingsong and said, "Second Senior Brother, have you ever thought that one day your sword will break?"

Leng Qingsong glanced at Bai Feiyu strangely, and looked inside his dantian. As a junior, he was only at the alchemy stage, how did he know that his natal flying sword was broken by himself?

Leng Qingsong said, "Thought about it."

"En? Think about it?" Hearing Leng Qingsong's answer, Bai Feiyu, who was about to speak, was stunned.

Sword cultivators are conceited, but sword cultivators who want to become the master of all swords are even more conceited!

How could they have thought that their swords would break, they would just go forward and cut everything!

People on this road all believe that the sword in their hands can cut everything in the world!

So Leng Qingsong thought about it, Bai Feiyu couldn't fix it, Bai Feiyu scratched his head and asked: "Why did senior brother think that the sword in his hand would break?"

Leng Qingsong was dazed by Bai Feiyu in front of him, didn't this junior know that his natal sword was broken?Why do you still ask?

But Leng Qingsong still said honestly: "Because it's already broken!"

Whoa!

Bai Feiyu stood up, looked at Leng Qingsong with disbelief and said:

"What did you say? Broken?!"

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