Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Flying pigeons did not get any good news, but got very bad news.

Chang Lan received the reply, her gaze sank.

The disciple asked cautiously, "Brother..."

Chang Lan paused, "The head is still in retreat?"

The disciple nodded, hesitatingly said, "The master is closing the door to death..."

Chang Lan took a deep breath, frowned tightly, as if there was some heavy burden on his body, after a while, he whispered: "You go and give me the situation of this casualty, and I will deal with it. "

The disciple dared to ask, "Over there, disciple Danfeng..."

Chang Lan said lightly, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

There was an indelible shadow under his eyes.

The disciple led away, and when the door was closed, Chang Lan's expression became gloomy.

What I got was naturally not good news.

Gu Peijiu and three Jianfeng disciples disappeared together with Kuzhu Village. The wave of evil spirits was ferocious. The remaining disciples who came to support were also struggling to resist and could not get back.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the other disciples don't come back to support, the Devil's Cult's attacking mountain protection formation can fully support it, but the soul poison is fierce, if the only mysterious alchemist doesn't come back, the problem will be very big.

"How to do it……"

Chang Lan rubbed her temples, and finally took out a sound transmission stone.

At this time... I can only ask the family members for help.

However, the family's inventory is limited, and it may not be able to provide so many elixirs for emergencies.

but……

When Chang Lan was about to crush the stone, the door was suddenly opened, and the disciple brought up the files processed by the subordinates, "Brother, these are the casualties of Jianfeng."

Chang Lan paused, not knowing what he was thinking, silently put the sound transmission stone back into his sleeve, and sighed, "Bring it here, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Then... where is Xia Wuyin?"

"Come over when I'm done."

Chang Lan here is busy dealing with the files and sorting out the casualties of Sanfeng, and has no time to trouble Xia Ge for the time being. .

Xia Ge: "...Is this a successful product?"

The master who watched for a long time was helpless: "The Hundred Soul Pill is white."

Xia Ge: "..."

The Master sighed, "I see that your alchemy steps are to refine the real Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pill, right?"

Mao Qing was still lying there, and the senior sister didn't know when she would come back.

Xia Ge touched his nose: "Of course."

"Then your basic steps are not wrong, and your spiritual energy is considered abundant, but it's a bit short." The master said: "Not concentrated enough."

Xia Ge: "...Huh?"

Xia Ge was stunned, she wasn't concentrating enough?

The Master said: "Maybe you feel that you are concentrating, but it's not enough."

He paused, "You have to incorporate your spirit into it. Baihun Pill is a elixir that heals the soul, so some soul power is needed to refine the medicinal power in the herbal medicine. For a true alchemist of the mysterious level, when refining alchemy, the soul can Power will generally enter the pill automatically. Other mysterious pills have their own characteristics, and perhaps most of them do not require soul power, but for the mysterious hundred soul pill, it must be a combination of spiritual power, medicinal power, and soul power to refine it. Therefore, the type of soul pill is the kind of pill that can only be refined by alchemists above the Xuan level."

"This is also the biggest difference between an ordinary Huang-level alchemist and a Xuan-level alchemist." The master took out the discarded alchemy from Xia Singer, threw it into the waste basket beside him, and stroked his beard. "According to my observation, You should have Xuan-level pill veins, right?"

Xia Ge nodded, "Yes."

As soon as the alchemist profession is opened, she will be given yellow-level alchemy by default, and the proficiency required to upgrade from the yellow-level to the mysterious level is only 10, and the proficiency is 1 for one practice of alchemy. The proficiency of the alchemy is full, and it has already reached the Xuan level.

The master heard Xia Ge's confession, he was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm, and said: "You prepare the materials and practice again."

He secretly said in his heart: No wonder this kid is so confident, he just made Xuan-level pills when he came up.

"Don't think that it is enough to have a profound vein." He looked at Xia Ge and said, "I have looked through the historical data. When there was a method of cultivating the alchemy, many people with profound veins just didn't have the real one. Knowing the true meaning of alchemy, you can't let yourself concentrate on alchemy, and the human alchemy is one, so you will stop at the yellow level and it will be difficult to go further."

——Becoming an alchemist is not for the purpose and courage of becoming someone else.

"What is the true meaning of an alchemist?"

Although Xia Ge really wanted to complain about why one needs to understand the true meaning of alchemy, but facing the master, he still asked respectfully, "Do you know?"

The master was silent for a while, then shook his head, "Everyone's understanding is different. I'm not a mysterious alchemist, so I can't tell you why. If you want to ask this, wait for your senior sister to come back and ask her."

"I'll go check on Mao Qing's injuries."

After finishing speaking, the master went out.

Xia Ge seriously suspects that the Master is looking for a reason to leave because he feels a little embarrassment.

So, this thing is different for everyone, so you have to adapt?

However, Xia Ge practiced a few more times, but still failed.

System: "Can't you refine it?"

It was already dark outside, Xia Ge faced the stove, "Ah...probably."

The system didn't say a word, what Master said about being fully absorbed really hit Xia Ge's weakness.

"Why... I feel like I'm already concentrating on it?" Xia Ge looked at the basket of waste pills, feeling very bald.

The system thought for a while, then said politely, "...but you don't like it very much."

Xia Ge: "Speaking of the truth, it really makes people unhappy."

system:"……"

Xia Ge faced the smoking stove, "Compared to formations, I don't like alchemy, but I have learned everything I should learn, and I didn't perfunctory?"

She got up and patted the ashes on her body, "According to you, is the essence of becoming an alchemist just to like alchemy? It's too much. Those who are admitted to Tsinghua University don't necessarily like to study. If you don't like alchemy, you will be rejected." Outside the door of a super alchemist, why can't you figure it out?"

The system said: "I didn't shut you out. In fact, you are already a mysterious alchemist, but you just can't make soul pills that require soul power."

Xia Ge: "...Don't do this."

"Maybe you can do well with things you don't like, but you may not be the best." The system said leisurely: "I don't deny some cases, but most of the facts are like this."

Xia Ge left the alchemy room in a distraught state, but couldn't find the truth, so he simply ran to the other side to see Mao Qing.

Tourmaline didn't know when she came, and she was helping her master and changing Mao Qing's medicine. Mao Qing closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Xia Ge walked up to Mao Qing, looked at her slightly pale face, and asked softly, "How is she?"

Seeing Xia Ge, Bixi was slightly startled, then nodded, and the master stroked the goatee, "The wound is a little inflamed, and the spirit is still a little confused, you must pay attention."

Then he asked her, "How is your alchemy?"

Xia Ge shook his head, "Not yet..."

The master looked as if he had expected it, "It won't be that simple if you think about it. The medicine has been changed. If you are free, just take care of it for a while. I'll go down and have a look first."

"Tourmaline, come help."

"Yes."

During the siege of the demon sect, many disciples of Danfeng were also injured. Although there were doctors at the foot of the mountain watching, they still needed some medicinal materials from Danfeng to make pills.

Xia Ge moved a stool and sat beside Mao Qing.

System: "What about the Hundred Soul Pill?"

Xia Ge: "...you just ask me like that, I don't know what to do."

"Hmm..." As if she had some bad dream, Mao Qing's complexion suddenly became a little ugly, and sweat oozed from her forehead. Xia Ge quickly wrung out the towel from one side and wiped her sweat. Unexpectedly, her wrist was grabbed suddenly, and the girl who had kept her eyes closed all the time suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes fixed on Xia Ge with a deep chill.

Xia Ge was shocked by the coldness and murderous look in those eyes, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but his hand was tightly clenched, and he didn't let go at all. Xia Ge was afraid that his actions would hurt someone's wounds, so he Sitting there so stiff.

Mao Qing stared at her for a while, the murderous look gradually dissipated, her eyes gradually became dazed and confused, her hands were slightly loosened, but she didn't let go, she muttered to herself: "...I'm going to... die?"

——The Hundred Soul Pill can make people a little insane.

So now it's... confused?

Xia Ge was silent for a moment, and after a while, said: "No."

Mao Qing said "Oh" and said in a daze, "You said... I won't die."

"So I... won't die."

Xia Ge: "...um."

After Xia Ge finished speaking, he looked at his wrist that was being grasped tightly.

Feeling Xia Ge's gaze, Mao Qing slowly let go of her hand, and suddenly smiled slightly, a little pale, "That's really... great."

Mingming said "great" on his lips, and obviously all the languages ​​​​seemed to say "I believe you can".

But the hand that slowly slid down from the wrist was pale and trembling, as if it was talking.

——No, it doesn’t matter.

Xia Ge, who was completely unsure of being able to refine the Hundred Soul Pill within a day, suddenly jumped in his heart, and held her slowly loosening wrist with his backhand almost without any hesitation for a moment.

She heard her nonchalant voice, "I also think...it's okay, and...it's pretty good."

Mao Qing looked at her, and then at her clenched wrist. After a while, the arc of smile on the corner of her lips widened slightly.

After a while, she said softly, "It's okay if you can't do it."

Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing's face, clutched her wrist, for some reason, but thought of Danfeng Suyi's senior sister quietly marking the file, drawing a scroll with a vermilion pen, with calm eyebrows and eyes, casually saying many, many things to her .

very many.

To the tip of the tongue, but only a few words.

"That... the elder sister said."

"Danfeng disciple, you can't stand without faith." Xia Ge put Mao Qing's hand down, covered her with a quilt, and said seriously, "So, I said that you will not die, and you will try your best to keep your promise."

Xia Ge said while thinking about how to "concentrate" on alchemy for a while, but didn't notice the cold light in Mao Qing's eyes when she mentioned "big sister".

Her voice was soft, "Really?"

Xia Ge comforted her against her conscience: "Yeah, I never lie."

system:"……"

As soon as Xia Ge finished speaking, a pleasant male voice was heard there.

"I don't know if Xia Wuyin is in command of Danfeng, can you come out and see?"

Xia Ge simply replied in a loud voice: "No time, no see."

After finishing speaking, Mao Qing asked: "Who is outside?"

Xia Ge: "Well, let's fly."

Mao Qing: "..."

Xia Ge: "Hey, don't worry about it, if your head hurts, just close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Mao Qing looked at her with unclear meaning in her dark eyes, nodded obediently for a while, closed her eyes, "Okay."

Xia Ge pretended to tuck up the quilt for others, but she was familiar with tucking up the quilt even though she seldom took care of her younger brother. After tidying up, the system asked, "What should I do outside?"

Xia Ge: "It's still cold salad."

The disciple next to him heard Xia Ge's words "no time" and wanted to rush up and kick the door, but was stopped by Chang Lan, who said warmly, "Xia Zhangling, don't panic, I have no malicious intentions..."

Xia Ge watched Mao Qing close her eyes, and then slowly came out of the room. The people in the courtyard, headed by Chang Lan, Xia Ge didn't even give him a glimpse, as if they didn't hear Chang Lan's words, they walked slowly With her shoulders in her arms, she walked towards Danfang.

"Xia Wuyin! It's just a small Pill Peak commander, don't use chicken feathers as arrows! It's really deceiving!!" The disciple next to him thought that the countless wounded and poisoned disciples of Jianfeng were because of this kid in front of him, and felt a wave of pain. Xie Huo rushed forward in an instant, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat someone up, but was still held back by Chang Lan.

Chang Lan frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased with Xia Ge's defiant attitude, and what happened these few days was bad, but after all, the other party held the command of Danfeng, and if the other party deliberately played tricks, the pseudo-xuan-level hundred Soul pill also has the right not to supply it.

Things were already bad.

After thinking about it, Chang Lan pulled Wei Yu, suppressed her anger, and said, "Xia Wu..."

Xia Ge suddenly said: "Are you Jianfeng's eldest disciple?"

Chang Lan frowned, it was a bit embarrassing to be asked this by a young boy, but after all, the other party had a command, and if he wanted to "invite someone", he had to take Dan Feng's face into consideration. The conflict between Dan Feng and Jian Feng was inherently serious. Somewhat sharpened, at this time, if it is reported that the chief disciple of Jianfeng forcibly took away Danfeng's command, it will not only be bad news, but also be charged with passionate accusations by Danfeng's disciples. I'm afraid I won't be able to spare him if I leave the customs.

So he said patiently, "Yes."

Xia Ge said "Oh", "So you are..."

Chang Lan looked at her with a frown, and waited for her next words, who knew that Xia Ge just sighed, then turned and went into the alchemy room next door.

Chang Lan: "..."

The disciple finally couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed directly into the alchemy room. Chang Lan didn't stop him this time. As soon as the disciple rushed in, he pointed at Xia Ge's nose and began to scold, "What are you!! You’re just a devil’s spies with chicken feathers as arrows! Eldest brother will open a dyeing workshop if you give you three points of color! Don’t you feel disgusted!!”

The young man stood still, and quietly called the herbs, as if he didn't hear them at all, muttering to himself, Chang Lan and other disciples also entered the alchemy room one after another, Chang Lan said: "Wei Yu, shut up .”

The scolding disciple stared at Xia Ge bitterly, and closed his mouth unwillingly.

In Chang Lan's first sentence, she didn't ask if she was a spy of the Devil's Cult, but just asked, "What are you doing?"

Xia Ge didn't say a word until she arranged the herbs. Just when Chang Lan thought she wouldn't reply, she suddenly spoke, seemingly puzzled, "Brother, what do you think is the true meaning of alchemy?"

Wei Yu sneered, "You should ask what is the true meaning of a puppet master?"

Xia Ge ignored him, just looked at Chang Lan.

Chang Lan was silent for a while, "I'm not an alchemist."

Xia Ge said "Oh", and threw the herb in his hand into the overheated stove, and the herb sparked in the fire, "Then change the question, what do you think is the true meaning of a swordsman?"

Chang Lan didn't want to answer at first, but under the clear eyes of the young man, after a long while, he still replied: "... Slaying demons and eliminating demons."

Xia Ge withdrew his gaze, crossed his legs, rested his chin, his eyes reflected the dancing fire in the stove, "That's it."

A disciple next to him became slightly vigilant, "What are you doing?"

Wei Yu said: "Brother, is she refining poison?!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone backed away three feet immediately, looking at Xia Ge with disgust and fear, Chang Lan didn't move, Xia Ge smiled, as if it was interesting, looking at him, "Don't you think I'm refining poison?" ?"

Chang Lan didn't speak.

Xia Ge took out the token in his bosom, and the palm token carved with exquisite maple leaves flickered under the flickering flames, kissed it quietly, smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.

The wind in the air seemed to have changed slightly.

Chang Lan's hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, and her eyes were slightly sharpened.

"What is he doing?"

"It seems to be alchemy...?"

"It's a joke! It's just a devil's sect spy, how could it be possible, it must be refining poison—"

"..."

Whether it's refining alchemy or refining poison, the young man in the plain clothes of Danfeng tightened his hands to gather spirits, and the next moment, the spirit in the alchemy furnace burst into flames!Black hair and red hair are fluttering in the violent wind, and the black eyes are reflecting the jumping fire, and the billowing aura is condensed!

Everyone almost instinctively took another step back!

Surrounded by long flame tempering and billowing spiritual energy, the medicinal juice in the pill furnace slowly melted into two balls, as if it was about to become a pill, but it seemed that something was missing, and the two balls of snow-white liquid could not be reconstituted. further.

It seems to be a bottleneck that cannot be broken through.

Xia Ge looked at the two pills in the stove, feeling slightly worried.

Here it is, what to do.

She lowered her head and glanced at the token in her arms.

That day, Tourmaline's voice seemed to ring out again.

——"This is the token that Senior Sister asked me to give you."

"You have to keep it well, don't lose it."

Xia Ge paused for a moment, and glanced sideways at the disciple named Wei Yu.

——Stop holding chicken feathers as arrows!

For a moment, his eyes were sharp.

Wei Yu noticed that Xia Ge was looking at him, and suddenly he was clever, "You...why are you looking at me?!"

It's still the same... scary eyes!

Xia Ge didn't speak, but looked away silently.

No one noticed that at the moment Xia Ge withdrew his gaze, the billowing aura that was drawn into the alchemy furnace began to be mixed with a transparent, seemingly absent thought.