Probation abuse heroine failed

That was when Gong Dongling had just returned from the extreme north.

Since Xie Yu was brought back to Mount Buzhou by Xu Ruozhen, she gradually knew that she had a senior sister whom she hadn't heard from. She looked similar to him, but was much better than him, and had, much more love than him.

Even though the accident has passed for a long time, the entire division is still shrouded in sadness, and Xie Yu who appeared at this time, the end can be imagined.

Although a little aggrieved, Xie Yu knew that with her own aptitude, if it weren't for this face that looked similar to Gong Dongling, she would still be wandering and begging because of the famine. I am grateful to the real person and the senior sister.

She has never been jealous of her senior sister, and she only hopes that she can also live out her own style, instead of living in the shadow of substitutes forever.

When the senior sister came back, she wanted to go too, but those people stopped her and laughed wantonly, saying that she would only cause trouble for Gong Dongling in the past.

She thought for a while, and it was indeed the case, so she only looked at the scene of the reunion of master and apprentice from a distance.

The news that Gong Dongling was tormented by the cold air reached Xie Yu's ears, maybe it was fate, and in a split second, she remembered that she had read a prescription for suppressing the cold air in an ancient book.

Her memory has always been very good. It was a book on the introduction to alchemy, and Fang Zi lay unobtrusively in the example of the pill.

Xie Yu wasn't sure if Shizun and the others knew about this, so he looked for Shizun nervously holding the book.

On the way, they were stopped by those people again. Seeing Xie Yu clutching the book like a baby, they insisted on grabbing the book.

In the end, when he opened it, he found it was just a book on alchemy. After disappointing, he satirized Xie Yu for wanting to make alchemy with the rubbish cultivation and aptitude of the third stage of Qi training.

Xie Yu silently picked up the ancient book thrown on the ground, wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and numbly walked towards the master's living hall.

But I didn't want to witness the scene where the real person and Gongdong Ling were talking sweetly. The real person said: "Ling'er, Xie Yu begged me to take her to the fairyland. I never regarded her as my apprentice or teacher." The little apprentice will always be just you."

Gong Dongling's eyes were red and swollen, and she was tearful: "Then why does Master still let her be your apprentice?"

"So many people are staring at it now, wait..."

Xie Yu's hand holding the ancient book trembled. She was afraid of hearing the words behind her, so she turned around and was about to leave, but she didn't want to knock down the glazed lamp on the table beside her.

With a bang, the lamp shattered, leaving only fragments on the ground.

The two people inside were also shocked, Xu Ruozhen was furious: "Who is outside?!"

When he came out, he saw Xie Yu kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, picking up the glass shards on the ground with trembling hands. His hands were dripping with blood from the shards, but he picked it up with his head muffled as if he didn't feel any pain.

Xu Ruozhen pulled her up and asked, "What are you doing here?"

She huddled into a ball with the book in her arms, speechless.

The book was taken away again, Xu Ruozhen frowned and turned a few pages, thinking that Xie Yu wanted to learn the art of alchemy, and reprimanded coldly:

"I am so ambitious all day long. The art of alchemy is not learned by people with spiritual roots like you. I heard a lot outside just now. Remember it for me. Not everyone can become my apprentice. If you are still like this Sub-virtuous, one day I will drive you out of the division."

What followed was an inescapable whip.

When Xie Yu knelt in the hall dragging his crippled body, Gong Dongling got up at some point, with a smile on her pale face, she walked over and cast a huge shadow, pinching her chin: "Seeing you, you embarrassed Look, I haven't been this happy for a long time, don't worry, I won't let Master drive you out for the time being, after all, you haven't tasted the same pain as me."

Perhaps out of revenge, Xie Yu threw the book in the corner of the library, and secretly hoped that it would never be found again.

But now, she personally found it out and gave it to Gong Dongling.

Maybe I'm just cheap... Xie Yu's mind was like a mess, thinking like this.

Gong Dongling also remembered this episode, and was suddenly a little at a loss, obviously Xie Yu still hated her, so why did she take this thing out.

She is good at dealing with others' disgust with gentleness and softness, but when she really feels the sincerity of the other party, she doesn't know how to deal with it.

Moreover, Gong Dongling is a person who is easily moved. Whenever she is moved, her nose becomes sore and her eye circles become moist, which is extremely exaggerated.

"Thank you. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. After all, although we are not friends, we are still people with a common secret." Finally, Gong Dongling held her nose and said with a bit of rigidity and sincerity.

Are you so moved... Xie Yu squinted at Gong Dongling's expression of about to cry, and subconsciously touched his nose, and subconsciously added a label of "crying bag" to Gong Dongling.

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After Gong Dongling brought the book home, she opened it and realized that it was an introductory book on alchemy, and her interest was immediately aroused.

Although she was sick in the real world in her previous life, she still hoped to live like a normal person. When she knew that her congenital heart disease had no chance of being cured and she would not live until the age of 20, she began to try many new things.

It's the same in this world of cultivating immortals. There will always be a day when I go back. Before that, I have to experience more things, and maybe I can use them after I go back.

She thought of the plot that she saw in Shuangwen before, returning from cultivating immortals, mastering the art of alchemy, and getting rich from then on.

Not to mention in the real world, even in this world of cultivating immortals, only a very small number of people master the art of alchemy. Not only do they need to have pure fire roots, but they also need to be talented, just like sword cultivators who need to root their own swords to establish consciousness. The connection on the Internet is average, and the same is true for alchemy. Whether you can establish a connection with the alchemy furnace is the key to "talent".

Because monks have a huge demand for pills, Danxiu can not only earn a lot of money, but also has a high social status and is especially respected.

This alchemy also has grades, judging from the upper limit of alchemists, the higher the grade, the easier it is to practice high-level pills, and the quality of pills is also higher.However, the upper limit of alchemy is also changing dynamically. With the improvement of technique comprehension, the grade will also increase.

Gong Dongling's spiritual root is the single fire spiritual root, logically speaking, she has the qualifications to become a alchemy cultivator, but in the original book it was never mentioned that the original owner has any connection with alchemy, and she is not sure if she has this " talent".

And the bigger problem is, because of the cold air entering her body, she can't even drive her spiritual power to practice, so how can she still make alchemy?

She turned to the page of cold air prescriptions, and her heart sank a little more, because there was a high-level seventh-grade pill written there.

This means that the "Moisturizing Pill" that Gong Dongling needs to eat for a long time can only be refined by alchemists of the seventh rank and above.You must know that the price of the elixirs above grade [-] here at the auction is more expensive than all the natural materials and earthly treasures in her room!

Every sword cultivator is so poor, where can she get the money to support her medicine jar?

"System, are you there? To make a deal, I have given up the Xuanji grass to Xie Yu. You have to give me some compensation. I don't ask for other golden fingers. You only need to let me make alchemy normally, and the rest don't need it." You control."

Gong Dongling confidently knocked on the system, why would someone bring their own cheats when they come out, but she has a pot of opening medicine and can't practice yet!

【...You are the first one to ask me for a golden finger.Considering the difficulty of the host's task, it is not impossible, but this is not an example. This system only has the function of sending out an alarm when the heroine's blackness deepens, and the host has to solve the rest. 】

She didn't expect the system to be so straightforward, and immediately clasped her palms together, her starry eyes coquettishly said, "It's okay not to take it back when I return to the real world, I still want to sell beauty pills to make a fortune!"

[?climb! 】

Gong Dongling fiddled with the room for a long time, and finally found a decorative alchemy furnace. I don't know if it is useful. The bronze shell is mottled, the furnace body is round, and the lower bracket also has a fire entrance. She opened the ancient book tutorial and was eager to try it. .

With the previous experience of linking Xuanling Sword, Gong Dongling is very familiar with this time.

Using the analogy of things in the modern world, this link is very similar to the process of connecting to Bluetooth, searching for control, and then communicating instructions after connecting.

But what is different from last time is that this time the "red thread" in the sea of ​​consciousness is like a dead object, motionless, and easily melted into the palm of Gong Dongling's hand.

Probably this is the legendary "no spirituality", without its own consciousness, it can only mechanically execute the master's orders.

Gong Dongling likes this kind, after all, the Xuanling sword is too "wild", and she has to be wary of whether this sword will have a long-standing grudge one day, and it will get up and kill her while she is asleep.

As if hearing her heart, Xuan Ling buzzed and vibrated on the wall for a moment.

"I didn't scold you! Why are you arguing, what a big deal."

With the blessing of the system, Gong Dongling doesn't even need to be lucky, just raising her hand, she can feel the warmth of her palm. She read a formula according to the book, and a mass of spirits emerged from her palm The fire came and almost burned Gong Dongling's eyebrows.

But this fire is just a spiritual body, not real fire at all, it can only be used for alchemy.

She carefully put the fire into the bracket under the stove, concentrated her attention on debugging for a while, and found that the fire could indeed become larger or smaller.

The recipe for the alchemy trial in the first chapter of the introduction is the spirit grass pill that monks are used to eating as food. The raw material of this thing is simple, that is, weed fairy grass that can be seen everywhere. All alchemists can make it, and even use a large furnace Carry out industrialized mass production.

Gong Dongling casually grabbed a handful of fairy grass from in front of the door, while performing cleaning techniques and reading a book, she was stunned.

Because it didn't say how long it would take to practice, it only said that when the heat was in place and the time was ripe, it would be enough to melt it into the shape of a elixir.

"The fire is in place? The time is ripe?" How do I know when the time is ripe?

After thinking about it, there is no accurate clock here, and it is indeed difficult to judge the time. It takes a lot of training for the alchemist to judge the ripening time of the elixir by feeling and habit, which is really troublesome and backward.

Gong Dongling suddenly had a bold idea, and her eyes began to bend slyly unconsciously.