Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

The crane took Wen Song all the way back to Changyue Peak in the air, and when he arrived at the gate of the cave, Wen Song took out two bottles of middle-grade panacea from the ring and put them in the storage bag on the crane's neck inside.

Most of the cranes in Yuelingmen were human, and when they saw Wen Song giving him the elixir, they lowered their heads and rubbed his cheeks.

Wen Song touched his head with a smile, "Go!"

The crane let out a cry, flapped its wings and flew away.

Wen Song turned around and returned to the cave. He saw that Yin Su was still meditating, so he didn't bother him. He walked to a place not far from the stone bed, took out the medicine cauldron, and started alchemy.

Hearing Wen Song's movement, Yin Su raised his eyes and glanced at him. Seeing his peaceful eyes and concentrated expression, he closed his eyes again.

Wen Song shot out a light blue flame, then plunged his spiritual consciousness into the medicine cauldron, and focused all his attention on the transformation of Lingzhi. Because he hadn't refined the elixir for a long time, Wen Song's perception of Lingzhi was a little rusty, until After seven or eight furnaces, I have the feeling of being handy and free.

Wen Song always remembered the words Zhenjun Chongyao said: The way of melting alchemy lies in balance, and the way of balance is extremely subtle. Without thousands of attempts, one or two of them cannot be seen.

He is a calm person, since he started refining the elixir, he has never paid any attention to it.

As batch after batch of panacea were refined, Wen Song's sea of ​​consciousness gradually emptied until nothingness. He instinctively practiced alchemy formulas, and when Yuntai pills unconsciously appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, Tao Wanqiu took a hint of Yunyi's method, that kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling, made his mind confused for a moment.

It was also this moment of chaos that subtly changed the way he made the formula, and compared with the previous rules, there were more inexplicable fusions.

After the refinement of this batch of panacea was completed, Wen Song stopped with a sense of feeling, and he grabbed back, and the six panaceas in the medicine cauldron were in his hands in an instant.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and after smelling the faint scent of medicine, his eyes couldn't help bursting out with surprise.

Wen Song sat up from the futon and couldn't wait to share the good news with Yin Su, "Su Su, Su Su..."

Hearing his shouts, Yin Su couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong?"

Wen Song ran over and showed him the elixir he had refined, "Look, this is the elixir I refined, and the grade is top-grade."

Seeing his happy face, Yin Su boasted, "Well, our Songsong is very good."

Wen Song was pierced to the heart by the words "we sing praises" in Yinsu's mouth, and his eyes couldn't help but bend into two small crescents. He put the refined Huiling Pill into a jade bottle and put it in his hand. "This is the first high-grade panacea I have refined, and I will give it to you."

Yin Su was holding the cool jade bottle, but there was a warmth gurgling out from the tip of his heart, and then trickled down to his whole body, warming his heart. He led Wen Song to the stone table and sat down, with a faint smile in his voice Meaning, "Speaking of which, we still got married because of the Huiling Pill."

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, and then he thought about what Yin Su meant by the connection, he said angrily: "You have the nerve to say that when I asked you to borrow the elixir, you insisted on giving it to me, but turned around You gave me a hint, and you said to yourself, are you bad or not?"

"I was bad," Yin Su looked at Wen Song's bulging cheeks, and kissed the corner of his mouth, "But thanks to my badness, I was able to find a Taoist companion for myself."

Wen Song was caught off guard by a kiss, but he didn't react. He raised his eyes and bumped into Yin Su's soft and smiling eyes, and his anger disappeared immediately.

Seeing him in a daze, Yin Su smiled and asked him, "Why aren't you talking?"

Wen Song bumped his head into his arms and rubbed it sticky, "The host kisses me, I'm so happy!"

Yin Su smiled softly.

After the two had been sticking together for a while, Yin Su said: "Five days ago, Fellow Daoist Xiang came to look for you. At that time, you seemed to have fallen into a certain state. It wasn't an epiphany, but it should be very important, so I didn't call you."

Wen Song thumped his head, "I'm going to find senior brother now."

"No need," Yin Su pulled his hand down and held it in his own, "Fellow Daoist Xiang and I have already arranged the matter."

Wen Song blinked, "Arranged properly?"

"Ah."

"Then... Susu knows what I did?"

"Ah."

Wen Song looked at him with bright eyes, and his dark eyes were full of brilliance, agile and captivating, "I avenged myself, isn't it terrible?"

Looking into Wen Song's expectant eyes, Yin Su praised in an admiring tone: "It's amazing."

Wen Song was very happy to be praised, and when he was happy, he thought of Xiang Shen, who had contributed the most. "This is thanks to the help of senior brother. I will refine some panacea in two days, and I will send it to senior brother."

Yin Su pinched his little nose, "Since you are distributing the Photo Stones to the Five Great Immortal Gates, why don't you ask me for help?"

Wen Song was blocked for breathing, so he could only open his mouth and say in a low voice: "But Su Su doesn't have any friends at first sight."

Yin Su: "..."

He let go of Wen Song's little nose and took a bite on his cheek.

Wen Song's skin was delicate, and soon there was a circle of light red marks. He covered his cheeks and looked at Yin Su complainingly, "It hurts..."

He just told the truth, why did he still bite?

Yin Su felt a little guilty of being bullied by his eyes covered with light mist. He pulled Wen Song's hand away, and blew gently on his face, "Does this still hurt?"

The clear and crisp breath of pine and snow brushed over the red seal, turning the little bit of red on Wen Song's face into a large patch of red. Sitting on Yin Su's lap, he suddenly turned into a ball of fur.

Yin Su took the little fur ball out of his clothes, "How did it change back to its original shape?"

Wen Song didn't speak, turned around and pointed his butt at him.

Yin Su looked at this short-tempered little fox and smiled helplessly.

Different from the calm and peaceful atmosphere in the cave, the Yueling Gate caused a lot of waves because of a photo stone.

In just a few days, Wen Fu's reputation for being cruel and cruel to his fellow disciples spread.

Shen Yuefeng.

Lin Jinglan, who just came back from the outside, was covered with a layer of haze. He was holding a photo stone in his hand, and he looked at the picture again and again. There was only Wen Fu admitting to hurt someone, but Wen Song was not there. , I think I should know who wrote it.

Thinking of Wen Fu who was waiting in the cave, he did not take any further steps.

Lin Jinglan stood outside for a long time, but she didn't know how to tell Wen Fu about it.

"Brother."

While Lin Jinglan was hesitating, Wen Fu had already followed his movements and walked out, "Why are you standing here and not going in?"

Lin Jinglan held the hand of the picture stone and turned his back, only after he finished doing it did he realize that this action was unnecessary.

Wen Fu naturally also noticed his unnaturalness. He looked at Lin Jinglan's right hand and asked, "What is that brother holding in his hand?"

Lin Jinglan opened his mouth, but his voice seemed to be choked. Holding the sharp-edged photo stone, he felt panicked, "Ah Fu."

Hearing his low tone, Wen Fu's heart sank, the smile on his face disappeared, and he asked him again, "Brother, I'm asking you, what did you take?"

Lin Jinglan was silent for a moment, then handed over the photo stone.

Looking at this familiar object, Wen Fu already had a premonition in his heart. He poured spiritual power into the photo stone, and it turned out to be the picture of him kneeling on the ground and apologizing.

Between the question and the answer, his reputation was completely trampled under his feet.

"Where did you get this, brother?"

Lin Jinglan looked at Wen Fu's tight lines, and sighed softly, "There are everywhere in the door."

When Wen Fu heard Lin Jinglan's words, his eyes were filled with gloom, "Brother, you are really kind."

His voice was too soft, and it fell silent in Lin Jinglan's ears.