The unscrupulous prince and the black-bellied leader · Deep Palace Chaos

Everyone stopped. Su Jin tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes to carefully identify the source of the sound. Murong Jue was next to Su Jin, looking calm but actually on high alert.

Fatty Wuyu covered his mouth in panic, not daring to make a sound, while the little Taoist lay on the ground as if he was stupid, not daring to move.

The creaking sound came from inside the stone wall, not sure if it was a mechanism, Su Jin opened her eyes and saw Murong Jue standing in front of her with her whole back facing her, this posture was actually protecting her, Miraculously, all the anger in the stomach before was resolved.

"It's not a mechanism, look." Su Jin patted Murong Jue's shoulder blades, and motioned Murong Jue to look at a wall. Wuyu and the little Taoist also turned their heads to look at that wall. There was a shrine on the wall. The statue turned a 90-degree corner under everyone's gaze, and then the iron chain above the alchemy furnace shrank loudly, and the huge alchemy furnace cover was pulled up bit by bit.

Murong Jue kicked the pitiful little Taoist priest lying on the ground watching the excitement.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"I... how do I know? I just added firewood, probably because the purple stones were exhausted and no new ones were added, and the pill furnace went on strike." The little Taoist patted the dirt on his body and stood up muttering. .

Su Jin stared at the alchemy furnace for a long time. There was solid spiritual power and strange dead energy in the alchemy furnace. The smell and scene inexplicably made his heart tremble. He tried hard to search for all the knowledge left to him by the old god. Su Jin was stunned. Taking a breath, this turned out to be refining Yuanhun Pill.

"I'll go and have a look." Murong Jue leaned close to Su Jin's ear and said in a low voice, got up and jumped on top of the alchemy furnace, reached out and grabbed the iron chain that was hanging in the air and connected to the furnace cauldron.

Murong Jue was so fast that Su Jin didn't even reach out to hold him.

After seeing the contents of the alchemy furnace clearly, Murong Jue's face darkened, he jumped back to Su Jin without saying a word, kicked the little Taoist priest to the ground again.

Wu Yu's expression was not very good looking at the side, and he must have already known what was in the pill furnace.

Su Jin knew what was inside but still wanted to check it out, Murong Jue saw Su Jin's intention to hold him back.

"Don't look." The tone of some orders was more of a sincere request, Su Jin stepped back and looked at Murong Jue in a vague way.

Murong Jue turned around and grabbed the little Taoist priest.

"Where is your senior brother?"

"Wuuuu, big brother, uncle, I really don't know, let go of me first, I also have to go and see what's in the stove, right?" He threw the person directly into the alchemy furnace, only to hear a miserable roar from inside, and a blood-red shadow came out of the alchemy furnace again.

The fat on Wuyu's face trembled, not because Murong Jue struck so hard, but because the contents of the alchemy furnace were really disgusting, unbearable for ordinary people, let alone falling into it.

"Head, head, human head"

The little Taoist priest's face and body were covered with fine pieces of flesh and blood, and he rushed at Wuyu again without saying a word, and Wuyu ran away as soon as he saw it.The two began to circle around the secret room.

"Where were you after you got out of the mirror?" Murong Jue asked Su Jin.

Su Jin thought about it and wasn't sure.

"It seems to be a pile of clouds on the outskirts of the city"

Murong Jue thought about it, there is indeed a Taoist temple in Duiyun Mountain, the incense is not very strong, it is called Qingyun Temple.

"This is refining the soul pill. Use the living souls of ninety-nine 81 people and their flesh and blood, add some medicinal herbs and gold stones, and burn them for a year to make a pill. The effect of this pill is to strengthen the soul. Generally, it is very difficult for the soul to be injured. Recovery" Su Jin told what she knew one by one.

Murong Jue was horrified, but he didn't say what he wanted to say.

After all, the little Taoist priest was still hanging on the fat man's lap, and the fat man dragged him to the two of them in disgust.

"Have you ever heard a legend?"

Su Jin and Murong Jue looked at Wuyu dragging the little Taoist priest in an extremely funny way, and asked such a question solemnly, they both responded with silence.

"I guess you juniors have never heard of this."

"Speak up, big fat man, you're so anxious," the little Taoist complained.

"It is said that a long time ago, an arhat fell in love with an immortal and made a life-and-death contract. Later, the immortal encountered some things and was about to die. It was the kind whose soul was severely injured. This arhat invented a kind of elixir, which requires nine Nine 81 living souls together with their flesh and blood are constantly calcined, and finally the pill can strengthen the soul. Arhat used this method to save the immortal, but the immortal was hit hard when he knew the truth, and sacrificed his real body. Dao, and there has been no news since then. That Dan Fang has disappeared."

"The elixir you mentioned is the Yuanhun elixir that is being refined right now," Su Jin asked.

"That's right, but the strange thing about this is that the Danfang can work thanks to the golden stone herbal medicine. It is said that the formula is very complicated, and only that Arhat has the Danfang. Now that this kind of thing happened, I don't know if the younger generation is imitating it. or something else"

Hearing that Su Jin didn't continue to answer the conversation here, Murong Jue intuitively told himself that Su Jin knew something but didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force it if he didn't say anything, so Murong Jue once again focused on the little Taoist priest.

"Are you a Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple?"

"Yes, I am Liu Wangchen, the second disciple of Taoist Master Qingfeng in Qingyun Temple of Eternal Life, my Taoist name is Wuyou." Speaking of his name, the little Taoist let go of Wuyu, and solemnly performed a Taoist salute.

"What is the relationship between Patriarch Qingyun and your Qingyun Temple?" Su Jin remembered that Guicheniao once said that Patriarch Qingyun sealed a yin and yang illusion.

"My girl, I can't tell. You actually know Patriarch Qingyun. Patriarch Qingyun is the No.1 and the only one in our Qingyun Temple who cultivated to become an immortal. Our Qingyun Temple enshrines the God of Heaven, as well as Patriarch Qingyun. "

Su Jin was not very satisfied with this answer, so she continued to ask

"What did Patriarch Qingyun do in his life? How could he have the chance to become a fairy?"

"If you want to talk about Patriarch Qingyun, it is of course doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, killing demons and demons, calling wind and rain, and saving all living beings." He walked on the ground with the seven-star step, and Murong Jue grabbed him in time, obviously this unreliable little Taoist priest It's a scam at all, and not many people know about it.

"What's the matter with your brother?"

"Senior brother, what's the matter? Oh, you said this, I was just about to say it. My senior brother is usually very strange. He always likes to play with some dead people's herbs, so the following ones also made me more courageous." Said He straightened his chest proudly, as if he wasn't the one rolling on the ground just now.

"Senior brother is someone I especially admire. He is very gifted and we can't compare. You don't know..." Murong Jue looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him, but none of the words was the point, and finally gave him a palm. When the knife went down, the little Taoist fainted weakly with a babble, and both Su Jin and Wu Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

The author has something to say:

Insisting on updating is a good son~ Come on~