After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

I'm afraid I can't do it.I can only ask Fairy to take more trouble. "

He, a newly promoted fourth-rank pharmacist, does not have the ability to refine the True Yuan Pill, so if he forcibly refines the True Yuan Pill, it is very likely that he will backfire on himself.

He just enshrined the pharmacist and received the benefits of Yinyuezong, so he didn't care about Yinyuezong.

Rong Cheng had expected it a long time ago, she politely twitched the corner of her lower lip, and turned sideways to let the enshrined pharmacist leave.

Hongqin watched the enshrined pharmacist leave, and said in a low voice: "This old bastard collects 1 yuan of spiritual stone offerings every year, but he doesn't even refuse the regular supply of elixir. If there is anything that needs his help, he must It's the fastest one."

Rong Cheng's expression was serious: "Prepare an alchemy room for me."

As a fourth-grade elixir, Zhenyuan Dan has nearly a hundred flavors of elixir that need to be refined and fused, which consumes a lot of spiritual power, and the current Rong Cheng may not be able to sustain it.

Hongqin nodded: "I'm going now!"

Extra

Compared with other fourth-grade elixir, the types of elixir needed for Zhenyuan Dan are various. Fortunately, there are no scarce elixir in the formula, and four copies can be ordered in the warehouse of Yinyuezong.

Hongqin has already sorted out a clean alchemy room. She is not a pharmacist, and she doesn't understand the difficulty of refining Zhenyuan Dan, so she fully believes that Rong Cheng will finish it as easily as refining the fourth-grade elixir for the first time.

Rong Cheng closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment, then stood up solemnly, opened the alchemy furnace with a wave of his sleeves, ignited the flame in the furnace with spiritual power with his fingers, and threw in a concocted elixir at the same time.

Refining a fourth-grade elixir often takes a lot of time.

two days later

Hongqin Lianyu stood palely behind Rong Cheng, staring at the remaining medicinal ingredients on the desk case, her eyes fluttered uneasy - two days and one night had passed since the furnace was opened, Rong Cheng failed twice, now on the table case There is still the last pair of elixir left.

No matter how common the raw materials of Zhenyuan Pill are, Yinyue Sect will not be able to make up the sixth elixir in a short period of time, that is to say, there is only one chance of failure left for Rong Cheng.

And as time went by, Rong Cheng spent a lot of spiritual power maintaining the flame in the furnace, which would definitely affect Rong Cheng's state.

Rong Cheng had a dozen empty bottles of spirit pills by her hand, her lips were pale and bloodless, and her meridians were aching - the flames in the furnace needed a measure of spiritual power to maintain, and her spiritual power would soon be drained by the flames , I had to use the spirit pill to replenish my spiritual power.

The frequent time-out and replenishment made Rong Cheng's body and soul feel exhausted, and the pain in the meridian has reached the point where it cannot be ignored.Although there is still a pair of medicine on the table...

But Rong Cheng knew very well that she had only one last chance left - she used a large amount of spirit-returning pills in a short period of time, resulting in a decrease in the efficacy of the spirit-returning pills and increasing the burden on her meridians.

According to Rong Cheng's current cultivation level, refining the most common fourth-grade elixir is already very difficult, let alone the very complicated True Essence Pill that requires a lot of spiritual power.

The No.70 three-flavored elixir was being refined in the alchemy furnace. Rong Cheng swallowed two spirit pills and changed his fingerprints. The flame in the alchemy furnace gradually became warmer, and the extracted elixir juice was held by the spiritual force and put into the jade plate.

As time went by, more and more elixirs were refined on the desk table. When the sun was westward, Rong Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, stood up in the afterglow of the sun, and slammed his long sleeves on the alchemy furnace with force. Gai flew up, dozens of elixirs floated into the air, and threw them into the flames of the pill furnace in order.

There is a slight bitterness floating in the air.

Hongqin, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help but clenched her hands—Rong Dan, this is the penultimate step in refining the elixir, and it is also the most difficult step.Melting alchemy is to fuse the extracted elixir together to form the prototype of the elixir, once it fails, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Melting alchemy not only requires the pharmacist to reconcile the properties of all the elixir, but also needs to use the alchemy room's spirit-gathering formation to refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the elixir, so as to remove the impurities produced during the alchemy process.The step of melting pills almost decisively affects the quality of pills.

This is the most important and also the most difficult step in alchemy. This step needs to reconcile the medicinal properties of all the elixir, and also use a lot of spiritual power to wash away the impurities produced when the elixir is fused.

Rong Cheng failed at the step of melting pills in the previous two times, which shows how difficult the step of melting pills is.

Rong Cheng exhaled lightly, swallowed two more spiritual pills again, closed his eyes, but kept looking at the pill furnace with his spiritual sense, and pushed out with seals with both hands.

The pure spiritual power of the wood system awakened the spirit-gathering formation in the alchemy room, and each area of ​​the formation lit up one by one.Yinyuezong alchemy room built-in

The pill furnace fell on the eye of the formation, and the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by the formation was purified by the formation and gathered into the pill furnace.

However, the formation in the Yinyuezong alchemy room is too rough and simple to effectively remove the impurities in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After the spiritual energy enters the pill furnace, it needs to be refined again by a pharmacist before it can be poured into the pill that is being formed.

And the elixir has been refined to this point.The alchemist was already very tired.

Therefore, the more exquisite the formation, the more it can reduce the burden on the alchemist.It's a pity that Silver Moon Sect doesn't have monks who practice formations intensively. Although all the formations are not crudely made, they are of no help to alchemists.

Outside the alchemy room, apart from the disciples of the Yinyue Sect and the disciples of the Qingshui Sect who were less seriously injured, they waited outside the alchemy room, staring closely at Rong Cheng in the room through the window, and there was a bit of anger in their eyes. hope.

The injuries of these fleeing disciples are not life-threatening. If there is no medicine to treat them, there will be hidden dangers affecting the foundation.

If this young alchemist can refine a fourth-grade elixir, then maybe they can still be saved.

At this time, the sun was already in the west, and this new elixir had been refined for a whole day, and the bitter taste mixed with the elixir had already become sweet and greasy under the refining of the furnace fire.

Just smelling the smell outside the window can make the whole body feel comfortable.

The chief disciple of Qingshuizong was dressed in rags, and he cautiously asked the disciple of Yinyuezong beside him: "Fairy, is this elixir going to succeed?"

The disciple of Yinyue Sect looked dignified and shook his head slightly: "Not yet. But it's the end, if... not good!"

The disciples of Qingshui Sect looked over in a panic——

I saw a flame break through the roof of the furnace, and the black iron furnace cover collided with the dome. Amidst the booming sound, sparks and stones fell in all directions at the same time!

A blue flame emanated from the furnace, and after the furnace cover flew out, it was torn apart in the alternation of hot and cold——the flame had eaten enough spiritual energy, and it was completely out of control!

Hongqin raised her hand to cover her face, the splashing sparks wiped her sleeve and fell to the ground, Hongqin stared blankly at the flames rushing up to the roof: "How...why did this happen?"

The spirit gathering array in the alchemy room flickered randomly, and all the onlookers averted their eyes from the bursting spirit light.

Rong Cheng's sharp canine teeth cut into her lower lip lightly, and blood slid down the corner of her lips. She hadn't rested for several days, and her eyes were bloodshot.

"It's the Spirit Gathering Formation."

Rong Cheng immediately found out the reason for the explosion of the alchemy furnace.

The formation in the alchemy room has been unmaintained for a long time, and the spiritual energy required to refine the fourth-grade elixir is too large. After running for a long time, the spiritual energy broke through the spirit-gathering formation, and all the heaven and earth spiritual energy originally accumulated in the formation rushed into the pill. Furnace, causing the fire to go out of control.

The flames soaring into the sky startled everyone outside the alchemy room—when Rong Cheng's first batch of elixir failed, there was no such a big commotion!

"What's going on here?"

"The furnace lid exploded!"

"The pill furnace seems to be cracked..."

"What can I do? Is it going to fail again?"

The eyes of the Qingshui Sect disciples were tearing apart, and they clutched the window frame tightly with both hands, "Failed again?! What should I do, junior and junior sisters..."

Outside the alchemy room, the alchemist of Yinyuezong said with his hands behind his back, "This furnace of alchemy must be useless."

The moment the flame rushed out of the pill furnace, it was almost the same as an explosion of spiritual power. The unformed pill would not be able to keep it. Even if it was not broken, it would have been polluted by the unrefined spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The disciple of Qingshuizong glanced back, his eyes touched the pill furnace embroidery pattern on the opponent's chest, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was slowly extinguished.

The pharmacist who was outside the alchemy room picked his nails, but when everyone was disheartened, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his beard and said, "It's not surprising, Zhenyuan Dan is made from a fourth-grade elixir." One of the most difficult types, Fairy Rong is still too young to understand that in each grade, the refining difficulty of different pills is different."

Although there are not many offerings from the Silver Moon Sect, the alchemist is only a fourth-rank pharmacist, and he can only refine simple fourth-rank elixirs. If he leaves the Silver Moon Sect, it will be difficult to find a safe place to live.

It can be seen in a short period of time that Rong Cheng has not yet grown up, and the Yinyue Sect still needs them as alchemists.

The disciples of Yinyue Sect are more concerned about Rong Cheng's safety: "Since it failed, will Junior Sister Rong be backlashed?"

The pharmacist nodded: "That's right, even if a new batch of elixir is reopened, Fairy Rong will not be able to start the furnace to refine it again. It is best to give up refining at this time and use your skills to adjust your breath..."

However, in the alchemy room, Rong Cheng did not accept Hongqin's support, she pushed away Hongqin, and made circles with her hands to calm the boiling spiritual power in her body.

The alchemist frowned: "Her: What are you going to do?!"

Although Rong Cheng has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, she has exhausted a lot of energy by concentrating on refining the elixir for several days. She resisted the urge to close her eyes, stretched out her hand towards the flame that rushed out of the elixir furnace, and then used all her strength. Tighten: "Knot!"

With this order, the flames' wanton spread suddenly stopped!

Rong Cheng's bloodshot eyes were exceptionally bright, she spoke again, and slowly clenched her slender fingers, as if her fingertips were being pulled forcibly by something, so hard that her fingertips turned white, so that even the movement of closing her fingers was so difficult :"Knot!"

The flames seem to be bound by those thin fingers, and they no longer flood outwards. The spiritual power weaves into an invisible net, gathers all the flames, and forms a huge cocoon. The scattered flames gather together, and the formation rises. Spiritual energy is poured into the cocoon of the flame.

Rong Cheng coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The fire cocoon continuously absorbs spiritual energy, hugs tightly, and waits for the right time to break out of the cocoon.

The disciple of Qingshuizong suddenly said: "What is that?!"

The pharmacist said, "Even if the alchemy is made at this moment, it is still a defective product. Why persist?"

In the alchemy room, Rong Cheng couldn't hear anything, all she could see was the fire cocoon spinning around her eyes, and when it was time for two cups of tea, she stretched out her hand and lifted it up.

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of people, the flames slowly exploded, and a milky white pill spit out from the hot tongue.

Fourth Grade True Yuan Pill, Cheng Dan.

When the elixir came out of the flame, a strange aroma filled the alchemy room.The whole body of Zhenyuan Pill is pure white, about the size of an adult's thumb, and there are faint flame patterns on the bottom - only the top-grade pills and above will have flame patterns, and the flame patterns of top-grade pills are clear and vivid.

The flame patterns on the True Essence Pill prove that this is not only a defective product, but even a top-grade True Essence Pill.

"Successful?"

The chief disciple of Qingshuizong stared straight at Ye Yuandan hanging in the air, "Did Ye succeed?"

He couldn't believe it, he staggered forward a few steps, and stuck his whole body against the window: "It's really done!"

Cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Stage cannot take the whole True Yuan Pill, and the spiritual power contained in the fourth-grade elixir is enough to explode a Golden Core Cultivator.When taking it, it needs to be divided into small portions. This one true essence pill is enough for hundreds of monks at the golden core stage to take it.

Hope ignited in the eyes of the chief disciple of Qingshuizong.

This pill meant the lives and cultivation of nearly a hundred monks in Qingshuizong.

Among the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect, there were also monks who helped the alchemist, their eyes were firmly fixed on Rong Cheng: "How did you do this?"

"Obviously the furnace fire was out of control, but it didn't affect Cheng Dan!"

"It's amazing, Junior Sister Rong is the best pharmacist I've ever seen! Our Silver Moon Sect finally has our own pharmacist."

alchemy room

Rong Cheng grabbed the elixir, put it into the prepared medicine bottle, and handed it to Hongqin: "Here."

Hongqin quickly took it, the True Yuan Pill was the highest grade pill she had ever taken over, Hongqin didn't dare to slack off, and carefully put away the True Yuan Pill.

Rong Cheng: "Don't put it away, immediately divide it into one hundred parts and put them into warm water" and feed them to the seriously injured disciples. "

Alchemy has already taken several days, and the disciples of Qingshuizong couldn't wait any longer.

Hongqin woke up like a dream, picked up the medicine bottle and ran: "I'm going!"

After the elixir was refined, Rong Cheng relaxed his mind, almost fell to the ground, and managed to keep from falling, subconsciously supported the elixir furnace, the palm of his hand was immediately scalded off a layer of skin by the scalding elixir furnace.

Rong Cheng felt burning pain in the palm of his hand in a trance, and instinctively withdrew his hand, seeing that there was no one else in the alchemy room, Rong Cheng looked down and walked out slowly.

Consecrated to the pharmacist: "Impossible... the moment the furnace fire goes out of control, the unpurified spiritual energy of heaven and earth will definitely contaminate the elixir. Why, why can you still refine the top-grade true essence elixir?"

Rong Cheng was exhausted physically and mentally, he was too lazy to deal with him, he just pretended he didn't hear him, and walked around the enshrining pharmacist to his courtyard.

The enshrined pharmacist grabbed Rong Cheng's wrist, and his eyes turned from repulsion to enthusiasm: "What did you do? Just now the fire has rushed out of the pill furnace, why hasn't the pill been polluted?!"

Fire control is a must-have skill for every pharmacist. However, different spirit fires have different properties. Losing control of spirit fire is the most common problem in the process of alchemy.

Once something goes out of control, the elixir will either be polluted and turned into a low-quality elixir, or it will become a waste elixir due to internal shocks.

Enshrining the pharmacist is a wild way, if you have not subdued or cultivated the natal spirit fire, it is common for the fire to go out of control during alchemy.

The wound on Rong Cheng's palm was scorched brown, she raised her eyes, looked directly at the enshrined pharmacist, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist, I have suffered some backlash, please let me go back to adjust my breath."

She can't support the entire Yinyue Sect by herself, and she is easily unwilling to offend the enshrined pharmacist.

The enshrined pharmacist refused to let go, every pharmacist has the ability to suppress the bottom of the box, and he refused to pass it on to outsiders easily, he was worried that Rong Cheng would not talk about it after he woke up.

The two pharmacists got into an argument, but the surrounding Silver Moon Sect disciples didn't dare to come forward to persuade them. They were all ordinary disciples, and the pharmacists were people they had to look up to.

They felt sorry for Rong Cheng, but they didn't dare to offend the enshrined pharmacist.

The enshrined pharmacist said: "Please let Fairy teach me."

Rong Cheng was really exhausted, his spiritual energy was exhausted, his meridians were dry and painful, and he couldn't find any strength in his whole body: "What's so difficult about this, I will definitely ask my fellow Taoists to discuss it after I lower my breath The way of alchemy..."

As she spoke, everything in front of her eyes began to darken.

A round-faced girl looked at her sleeve and said courageously, "Senior Sister Rong is not in a good condition right now, she probably doesn't have the energy to discuss with you..."

The enshrined pharmacist rolled his eyes.

The round-faced girl pursed her lips and shrank behind her classmate.

Consecrated to the pharmacist: "What do you know? How can a cultivator shake his heart because of skin trauma?! Discussing the Tao with fellow practitioners is an excellent way to improve your cultivation and state of mind. You are a small cauldron. How can you understand the pain of cultivating monks just by lying down and watching?"

The round-faced girl's cheeks were flushed, she was only in her teens, she was at the age of ignorance and thin skin, listening to the words of the enshrined pharmacist, tears rolled in her eyes.

Rong Cheng's chaotic mind was a little clear, and his deer-like eyes had a cold light: "You—"

"You are a pharmacist who can't stand up and down, do you have any unspeakable hardships?"

A voice came from behind Rong Cheng, a sword hilt was pressed against the hand of the enshrined pharmacist, a little force made the enshrined pharmacist cry out in pain, and he had to loosen Rong Cheng's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Rong Cheng's shoulders tightened, and his whole body was immersed in a cloud of familiar fragrance.

Lu Zhuoyu looked at Rong Cheng with one hand, and looked at the hilt of the sword with the other. His eyes swept over the enshrined pharmacist, and he slightly raised the corner of his lower lip: "You feel hard, it's because you are useless."

The young master of the Silver Moon Sect, Lu Zhuoyu, is a talented swordsman, extremely beautiful and at the same time extremely...difficult to get along with, not to mention a dedicated pharmacist who is inside the sect and has his heart outside the sect, he is a dedicated disciple of the sect, In front of Lu Zhuoyu, it may not be possible to get a good face.

The suzerain and several elders of Yinyue Sect are all weak characters, so the enshrined pharmacist can be ignored in Yinyue Sect, but Lu Zhuoyu, the young master, never gives him face.

The hilt of Nie Sha pressed a mark on the wrist of the enshrined pharmacist. Nie Sha is a spirit sword with a strong evil spirit. Although the blade is still in the sheath, Sen Han's killing intent has penetrated into the enshrined pharmacist's clothes after a few layers bone marrow.

The enshrined pharmacist Dun couldn't help but shuddered, he avoided Lu Zhuoyu's sight, and the corner of his mouth curled up awkwardly, "Young master taught me that."

The enshrined pharmacist turned sideways to make way for Lu Zhuoyu: "Please."

Rong Cheng's long and slender fingers rested on Lu Zhuoyu's black sword suit. Lu Zhuoyu probably came back in a hurry. He didn't take a bath and changed his body. With an undetectable bloody smell on his body, Rong Cheng regained consciousness for a while.

The palm of Rong Cheng's right hand was scalded, blood and flesh were sticking together, probably from severe pain, his fingertips curled up to look at Lu Zhuoyu's arm.

Lu Zhuoyu lowered his eyes slightly: "I'll take you back to the yard."

Rong Cheng insisted on standing up straight, even facing Lu Zhuoyu at this moment, she was unwilling to lack the slightest bit of etiquette, so she nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Lu Zhuoyu looked at Rong Cheng's hand slipping down, and looked at Rong Cheng's waist, which turned into a stream of light and cast towards Rong Cheng's courtyard.As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lu Zhuoyu hugged Rong Cheng to the dormitory.

Rong Cheng was extremely tired, the time Lu Zhuoyu took her back to the yard, the burn on the palm of his hand seemed to have healed, and it started to hurt like a blazing fire.

Rong Cheng subconsciously wanted to grab the cold bedding, trying to relieve the pain in his palms.

Lu Zhuoyu grabbed her wrist: "Don't move, I'll rub some medicine for you."

Lu Zhuoyu dipped the ointment onto Rong Cheng's palm.

She has been injured all the year round, and she carries all kinds of wound medicines on her body. She can find all kinds of wound medicines: "This is the most common scald medicine in pharmacies. It must not be as good as yours. You can make use of it." The cold ointment rubbed Passing the palm of your hand, soothed the burning pain.

Rong Cheng nestled in the quilt, peeking at Lu Zhuoyu from the fluffy quilt: "Thank you, young master. Why did the young master come back?"

Lu Zhuoyu stared intently at Rong Cheng's palm, and said: "A few days ago, I received a voice transmission from the suzerain, so I took my disciples back."

Rong Cheng was thinking about the monster dragon in his heart, "Why did that monster dragon in Shen Yuhu do harm to Qingshuizong?"

Lu Zhuoyu: "The disciple of Qingshuizong said that the monster dragon is about to transform into form, and wanted to completely enclose Shen Yuhu in his territory, so he expelled Qingshuizong."

"Qingshuizong is clearly not a threat," Rong Cheng said sleepily with heavy eyes, "I am worried that the monster dragon will harm the Silver Moon School. After all, the monster dragon is not a kind person, and his appetite may not be getting bigger..."

Lu Zhuoyu paused in bandaging the wound, raised his eyebrows lightly: "What do you want to do?"

Rong Cheng looked directly at Lu Zhuoyu: "This disciple wants to ask the young master to strengthen the defense of Yinyue Sect. There is no need to avenge Qingshui Sect morally, but we can't sit still and wait for death."

"Most of the sects are female cultivators with special physiques. The monstrous dragons have extraordinary cultivation. If one day they succeed in transforming into a form, greed will haunt the Yinyue sect."

"The so-called plan for a rainy day, my young master, please do—"

Lu Zhuoyu got up, took a handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingers: "You don't look like a furnace."

Rong Cheng looked up and looked up, smiled and said: "Young Master, I am Rong Cheng first, and Rong Cheng is like this."

"Please young master," Rong Cheng's pale lips curled up slightly, and his smile was extraordinarily bright, "You should pay more attention to my identity as a pharmacist."

Unlike what Hongqin said, although the young master doesn't like monks with a furnace physique, he is not unreasonable.

Lu Zhuoyu was startled.

Rong Cheng had just finished refining the True Yuan Pill, and she was covered with a thin fragrance of the elixir, and as soon as she got close, she could know her identity as a pharmacist.

Still a young, less than 20-year-old fourth-grade pharmacist... Furnace, how can the furnace be more valuable than a genius alchemist?

Lu Zhuoyu lowered his eyes: "I see, your spiritual power went astray during alchemy, so take a good rest. After I finish handling other matters, I will look at the matter of Hand Yaojiao." Although Young Master Lu has a bad temper, the only advantage is that he is reliable.

Rong Cheng calmed down, exhaustion immediately engulfed her.She was exhausted, and what she needed most at this moment was not breathing adjustment, but a deep sleep with her head covered.

Rong Cheng slowly retracted into the quilt, and when he touched the pillow, he fell into a dark sleep.

Lu Zhuoyu stood by the bed, looked at it quietly for a while, put down a few bottles of pills, then closed the door, and left the courtyard quietly.

Rong Cheng slept for a day and a night, and it was not until the morning of the third day that Rong Cheng was awakened by the bright sunlight.

She covered her eyes for a moment, then stood up and closed her eyes to adjust her breath.Refining True Essence Pills forced Rong Cheng to forcibly circulate his spiritual power. Although he was exhausted, it also brought some benefits—Rong Cheng's cultivation had increased a lot.

Rong Cheng was still concerned about the safety of the disciples of the Qingshui Sect, so he changed into clean clothes after washing, opened the courtyard door and went out.The sunlight outside the courtyard shone on Rong Cheng's body in a lukewarm manner, Rong Cheng's footsteps stopped, and he suddenly had a feeling of being in another world.

Rong Cheng tapped his brows, and murmured: "Am I...shouldn't be here? I always feel like I'm missing something very important."

Rong Cheng frowned and thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't remember what he forgot, and he was thinking about Qingshuizong's injuries, so he put this aside for the time being, and Yu Jian flew towards the courtyard where Qingshuizong's disciples were placed.

Rong Cheng's spiritual power has basically recovered, but the backlash injury to his meridians has not healed yet, Yu Jian's speed is very slow, fortunately the Yinyue Sect's territory is not big.

The escaped disciples of Qingshuizong were all crowded in a courtyard.From a distance, Rong Cheng saw that the courtyard was full of people, besides the disciples of Qingshuizong, there were also people from Yinyuezong.

Among the crowded crowd, Young Master Lu was so conspicuous that people could pick her out at a glance.

Lu Zhuoyu is tall, wearing a dark red sword suit, surrounded by everyone, she is looking at the hilt of Nie Sha's sword with one hand, her brows and eyes are a little impatient.

Rong Cheng: "?"

What are so many people doing in the yard?Afraid that the wounded patient will heal up and eat two more bowls of rice from Yinyuezong? She put away her sword and fell into the courtyard, and heard clearly what the people in the courtyard were saying——

"I still have a younger brother who hasn't come out yet, I beg the young master to let me go back to Qingshuizong!"

"And me! Young Master Lu, my parents are both in Qingshuizong, please..."

These monks watching Lu Zhuoyu were all dressed in Qingshuizong's clothes, their faces were pale, their figures were unsteady, and they couldn't stand still.

Those who watched Lu Zhuoyu were all disciples of Qingshuizong who were seriously injured and comatose. After taking the pill water of Zhenyuan Dan, they woke up, and suddenly learned that the sect was destroyed, and none of their relatives escaped, so they wanted to return to Qingshuizong with a broken heart. Relatives die together.

Lu Zhuoyu rubbed the hilt of the sword with her fingertips, her remaining patience was no longer enough to support her to deal with the disciples of Qingshuizong: "What are you going to do? Do you want to die? Or is it a trick to stuff the monster dragon's teeth? Let's avoid it."

Rong Cheng: "..."

Listen to how their young master is good at talking, and pick things up when they open their mouths.

Young Master Lu's sincere "advice" added fuel to the flames, and the disciples of Qingshuizong said loudly: "Although we are humble, we are willing to die for the sect!"

Rong Cheng patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, walked towards Lu Zhuoyu, and said: "You guys just took the medicine, but you didn't adjust your breathing well and instead came out to make trouble, don't you want this cultivation?"

Her voice was not high, but she was able to penetrate the noisy begging and accurately reach Lu Zhuoyu's ears.

Lu Zhuoyu turned around: "Why are you here?"

Rong Cheng still couldn't hide the exhaustion in her expression, she walked slowly to Lu Zhuoyu's side, "I want to see their condition after taking the medicine, if the medicine is not effective, you need to take other elixir in time."

— A man in blue knelt down in front of Rong Cheng with a plop, kowtowed heavily, and choked up: "Thank you fairy for saving my life! But my parents, brothers, Taoist couple and children are all in Qingshuizong! I, how could I..."

"I beg the fairy to let us go back to Qingshuizong!"

"I beg the fairy..."

Lu Zhuoyu knocked on the hilt of his sword: "Shut up."

Rong Cheng accepted this great gift without moving: "What's the use of you going back? To seek revenge from the monster dragon?"

Another female cultivator in blue knelt down with her, tears streaming down her face: "I can't repay the fairy for saving my life, I can only be a cow and a horse for the fairy in the next life! But now that my mentor and parents are gone, how can I live alone? I would rather die!"

Rong Cheng: "I don't want your afterlife, I only want this life. The elixir to save you was made by me, and the elixir was produced by the Yinyue Sect. When you were sent to the Silver Moon Sect, your lives were already in the silver Yuezong, I can't allow you to make decisions on your own."

Rong Cheng took two steps, bent down and looked at the nun in blue: "At least, you have to live long enough for us to earn back."

Such a person who values ​​affection and righteousness can only be restrained by the same human feelings.

Lu Zhuoyu tilted his head and opened his eyes slightly: Can you still say that?

The female cultivator in blue knelt on the ground, raised her head, and was enveloped by Rong Cheng's gaze.

The other party's eyes were lowered, and those black and white eyes were as transparent as glass, so the eyes through the pupils seemed to be compassionate, but also indescribably indifferent.

Pity her relatives lost and alone, indifferent to her despise her own body, despise this life saved by others.

The young alchemist remained silent, but the words he didn't say had already been conveyed to the female cultivator in blue through his eyes.

Under such gazes, the female cultivator in blue grabbed her sleeves, moved her lips a few times, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Rong Cheng bent his knees, held the blue-clothed woman's wrist, and looked at the other's meridians with spiritual power, "The medicinal power of Zhenyuan Pill has basically been absorbed, and the recovery is not bad. Next, take a good rest, and it will not affect the foundation. "

The female cultivator in blue laughed at herself: "Even if my ordinary spiritual root is completely destroyed and my cultivation is lost, it is not worth pity."

At some point, Lu Zhuoyu stood behind Rong Cheng, separated from other Qingshuizong disciples, and when he heard this, he pulled the corner of his lower lip, showing a "so sure" expression.

Rong Cheng: "..."

She straightened up and checked the injuries of the Qingshuizong disciples one by one.

Although the exercises practiced by the disciples of the Qingshui School are not good at fighting, the disciples who practice the exercises are physically strong, so they recover quickly after being injured.

Rong Cheng finished his investigation, and glanced at the disciple of Qingshui Sect who was kneeling on the ground: "The injury is recovering well. Please go back to your room to rest. You must exercise your skills for at least one week a day. After another ten days of training, the injury will be healed." get well."

The disciples of the Qingshui Sect looked at each other, helped each other back to the wing.

When all the disciples of Qingshui Sect entered the wing room, and the disciples of Yinyue Sect gradually dispersed, Rong Cheng's mind relaxed, his body swayed slightly, and his arms were immediately firmly supported by the people behind him.

Rong Cheng turned around, it was Lu Zhuoyu.

For some reason, when she saw Lu Zhuoyu, she felt an indescribable softness in her heart, and she couldn't help but bend her eyes and smile: "Why is the young master here?"

"Qingshuizong is causing trouble." Let me take a look." Lu Zhuoyu paused, his gaze shifted slightly, "You should go back and rest."

Rong Cheng remembered the monster dragon, and asked: "The matter I mentioned to the young master last time..."

Lu Zhuoyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she fixedly looked at Rong Cheng for a moment, and said: "I'm going to Shenyu Lake to investigate the situation."

Rong Cheng suddenly grabbed Lu Zhuoyu's sleeve: "But the monster dragon is fierce, and he will not hesitate to destroy one sect in order to ensure the territory. At this time, we don't know the weakness of the monster dragon's cultivation. This trip is bound to be more dangerous than lucky. Tang, the young master shouldn't take unnecessary risks."

Lu Zhuoyu's eyes moved down, and his eyes fell on Rong Cheng's fingers holding his sleeve: "..."

Rong Cheng: "We just need to be more vigilant" to avoid the tragedy like Qingshuizong. "

Lu Zhuoyu remained silent.

Rong Cheng: "Young master?"

Lu Zhuoyu finally spoke: "Some people don't cry when they don't see the coffin. Even with the lessons learned from Qingshuizong, they always have the lucky idea that shrinking their heads is better than stretching them out..."

"Then please young master," Rong Cheng replied firmly and calmly, "Let's take care of the disciples and ask the suzerain for orders together."

Rong Cheng's gentleness seemed extraordinarily heavy and powerful.

Young Master Lu was soft but not hard, her eyelashes trembled, avoiding Rong Cheng's sight: "...You also don't cry when you see the coffin."

"This should be the third time you have met the suzerain. The current suzerain succeeded the suzerain 76 years ago. She has a very soft temper, but in the past few decades, the Yinyue sect has declined more and more."

"About 20 years ago, in order to prevent the sect's disciples from being coveted by other monks, the suzerain gave up the original sect and moved the Silver Moon Sect to the current territory."

The Yinyue Sect went up to the suzerain elders and down to the ordinary disciples. There were not many people who could take charge. After the Yinyue Sect fell, the suzerain found that the suzerain was not pioneering and sanctioning, let alone defending it. Even the sect territory passed down was lost.

From this, we can see what kind of character the suzerain and elders are.

Rong Cheng followed behind Lu Zhuoyu, silently listening to Young Master Lu's insipid overview of Yinyuezong's past.

There is a no-flying formation on the main peak. Although Lu Zhuoyu, who is the young master, can't stop her, she can take Rong Cheng directly to the main peak to save time, but she doesn't. Go up the mountain.

"The spiritual veins here are sparse and mixed, and there is not even a sect that can be named in the righteous way in the continent. There are also no large-scale secret realms, no big swamps and mountains. Compared with cultivation, it is more suitable for farming."

Lu Zhuoyu glanced at the sparse vegetation beside the stairs with distaste: "In places with abundant aura, low-level elixir will grow without cultivation by monks."

Rong Cheng looked at his lips, even so, he couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his lips - the young master looks so arrogant and difficult to get along with, but his words are so playful.

Lu Zhuoyu tilted his head to look at Rong Cheng: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just think what the young master said is right, this place...is really suitable for farming." In fact, I think young master Lu's words are very cute, but it is impossible for Rong Cheng to say it directly.

Lu Zhuoyu was very easy to deceive, and easily believed Rong Cheng's words.It was rare for her to find a bosom friend in Yinyuezong, so she briskly raised the corner of her lower lip.

Rong Cheng turned the topic back to business: "Did the young master not mention the establishment of a defense team with the suzerains?"

Lu Zhuoyu: "No, they definitely won't agree."

Rong Cheng was silent for a moment, feeling very strange: "It's obviously a good thing with all benefits and no harm... You don't even need to take any risks, why do you disagree?"

Why was the young lord so certain that the suzerain and the elders would not agree before putting forward this opinion?

Lu Zhuoyu's eyes showed a trace of boredom: "...you will understand when you see them."

The residence of the suzerain and the elders is located on the top of the main peak. The entire main peak is gentle and low in height, so the top of the mountain can also accommodate several small-scale attics.

Different from the heavily guarded main peaks of other sects, the main peak of the Silver Moon Sect has almost no guards, not to mention the guards, and there are very few disciples sweeping it.

It was the first time that Rong Cheng saw such a simple main peak.

Lu Zhuoyu said: "The residences of the suzerain and the elders are all here. Apart from the messenger disciple and me, almost no other disciples set foot on the main peak, and even the disciples who are in charge of cleaning only come up once a month."

Rong Cheng: I see..."

It seems that the current suzerain and elders are not only gentle, but also a little withdrawn.

When Rong Cheng and Lu Zhuoyu stepped into the meeting hall, the suzerain was already waiting at the front seat.

There are very fine wrinkles on the brows and corners of the suzerain's eyes. She has a distracted cultivation base, and her appearance stays in her 30s, with a beautiful face and a thin body.

Apart from the suzerain, only four elders were present in the chamber.

Lu Zhuoyu bowed: "Master."

Rong Cheng: "I have seen the suzerain and all the elders."

The suzerain really had a gentle and kind personality, and said in a soft voice: "What's the important thing today?"

Lu Zhuoyu said: "Returning to Master, the Yaojiao has been lingering in Shenyu Lake since it destroyed Qingshuizong, replacing Qingshuizong as our "distant neighbor". The behavior of expelling Qingshuizong from Yaojiao to divide the territory can be concluded that Yaojiao is tyrannical. Ruthless, not a monster that can get along well."

Rong Cheng found that when Lu Zhuoyu said this, the elders and the suzerain slowly frowned.

Lu Zhuoyu looked natural, as if he didn't notice the look of the sect master, and continued: "I want to form a daily inspection team, only guarding around the sect."

The suzerain refused: "It's not suitable. What's more, we are far away from Shenyu Lake. Jiaos like water very cold. Since