The Second Immortal Road

　　 The tiger-shaped mask man only struggled for a few short breaths, and calm again in the bamboo forest, a small white water burped three or four feet in size, and swam flatly beside Qiao Yu's shirt.

"You guy, after spending so many spiritual things on you, it's still a Tier 4 monster. It's really useless!" Qiao Yushan patted the Yin Jiao's head and said angeredly. He raised his hand and put it in the spirit beast bag.

Standing still thinking for a while, Qiao Yushan looked in the direction of Dan Feng, with a weird look on his face. Recently, he has a bad memory. If it weren’t for the work of Yin Si, she would have almost forgotten her. It seems that Good Junior once offended an old demon in Middle-earth.

"It really caused trouble. Before I went to the secret realm, the various sects told me not to bully the female sister. She was disobedient and didn't know what she did to others. I have not given up for a hundred years, and there are still meticulous activities. Sect! But your kid is lucky. You have been away from the sect for more than a hundred years and escaped the limelight. The psychic sword body of the Wanjianmen was protected by the Yuan Ying period, but it was still blasted into scum. The upper elders were all destroyed." Qiao Yushan muttered and walked straight out of the bamboo forest.

The matter is not over yet. I’m afraid that the kid’s coming back cannot be concealed. There is also a meticulous work called Yinyi in the sect. It must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise it will provoke the old demon in Middle-Earth, and neither will the rising star sect. I'll be able to keep that kid.

After all, there is only one Nascent Soul stage in the Ascended Star Sect. A hundred years ago, there were three. With the help of the guardian formation, the old demon couldn't get in. Now even if Xie Lingyun is in the sect and the guardian formation is opened, it will not consume 80% of the cost. That old demon. Furthermore, the Fen Demon Sect is now completely separated from the Ascending Star Sect. If the Middle-earth Old Demon hits the door, the Fen Demon Sect will definitely fall into trouble. This is somewhat difficult to solve.

　　 Time flies by, and half a year has passed without knowing it. These days, the rest of the Ascended Star Sect is the same as before. No major incidents have happened. Each disciple performs his duties, except that the Dange is messed up, and it is almost fried.

　　 Behind the alchemy hall, dozens of alchemists gathered at the edge of the task list, staring at the task list, waiting for an extra line of bright tasks on the task list to allow them to receive it.

　　 "There is a pill quest!" I don't know who shouted, and the alchemists moved their eyes to the top in unison. Sure enough, two lines of text were lit there.

　　 "Nuoru Pill, disperse the orifice, go get it soon!" Those alchemists rushed to the place where they received the task from the side hall, for fear that it would be too late and the task was taken away by others.

There are more monks and less meat. There are only two tasks on the list, but there are dozens of alchemists present. Most of them have to come for nothing, or continue to guard the alchemy list, waiting for some time. Next mission.

　　The alchemist who did not receive the task angrily returned to the front of the alchemy list, his face was ugly, and he was full of grievances, all clamoring for an explanation from the cabinet, why the tasks on the task list were gone.

In a palace on the side of the altar pavilion, the weak spirit was playing with a alchemy with one hand, with little joy or anger on his face. He glanced at a monk who was kneeling underneath during the early stage of foundation construction, and said faintly: "Go ahead, Ben The pavilion used to worry about the accumulation of too many tasks on the task list. Due to the pressure in the pavilion, the alchemists did not dare to take the unsure pill. I really did not expect that one day, the alchemist would have no tasks to take! I half a year Before returning to the Dan Pavilion, there was a quarrel below, all clamoring for me to explain, then you first explain to me why the task suddenly disappeared, who received it, and which one received the most? "

The kneeling monk at the early stage of foundation construction was a bit familiar. If Han Ming were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance. This person is the alchemist who manages the herbs and handed over the task. Seven or eight hundred tasks were issued to him.

"Open to the pavilion master, these tasks are mainly led by the deputy pavilion master Han. There is no upper limit on the tasks in the pavilion. In desperation, the subordinates have to publish the tasks to the deputy pavilion master Han." The monk surnamed Huang was a little worried. Opened the mouth.

"Is it him? He has received so much by himself?" The weak spirit turned his head and stared at the monk surnamed Huang below, and then said in a deep voice: "What does he have to do with so many tasks? He wants to cause a shortage of tasks. The situation, and then resell it to other alchemists, so that you can earn spirit stones?"

"No, no, Deputy Pavilion Master Han wants to make alchemy by himself. He is now in the fire room with the name of Tianzi. He should be making alchemy!" Seeing that the weak spirit's tone was a little bad, the Huang surname immediately explained that he was afraid of the weak spirit. Be angry with him.

"He wants to make alchemy? This is ridiculous!" Hearing the words, the weak spirit raised his eyebrows, patted the ancient books in his hand heavily on the table, and then said with a cold face: "He is not an alchemist, how do you make alchemy? What are you doing? Is it because he is the deputy pavilion master who can assign alchemy tasks to him casually? You dare to help him violate the rules in the pavilion. This rule is determined by the previous pavilion master. No one can violate it. You don't want to live anymore!"

The weak spirit was so angry that the monk surnamed Huang was taken aback. He squatted down on the ground and quickly explained: "Legend to the pavilion master, the deputy pavilion master Han is an alchemist. He obtained the qualifications of the alchemy master in the pavilion, and later came to belong to the pavilion. If you go here to receive the task, otherwise your subordinates will never issue the task! And at that time, the subordinates also felt something wrong. They wanted to report to the pavilion master, but the pavilion master is outside the sect, and all the masters have things. In the cabinet, Deputy Pavilion Master Han has the largest position, and his subordinates have to bite the bullet and issue it to Deputy Pavilion Master Han!"

The weak spirit was startled when he heard the words, but then he thought of something, and his anger was even stronger: "He has the level of an alchemy master? He is recognized by the pavilion? Who will give him certification? Could it be that he was pressured by his deputy pavilion master status? , Just let the water go?"

The monk surnamed Huang shook his head repeatedly, and quickly added: "The pavilion master has misunderstood, and the deputy pavilion master Han has indeed completed the alchemy task normally. A furnace of Chao Chun Dan and thirteen pills are all top grades. The subordinates know that the pavilion master may have. Suspicious, I specifically asked for the medicine pill refined by Deputy Pavilion Master Han, and kept it with him, ready to check it with the Pavilion Master at any time!" After speaking, the monk surnamed Huang raised his hand and released a small jade bottle, floating towards the weak spirit.

"Thirteen pills?" Weak Ling frowned, then took the pill, unplugged the cork and smelled it, and then put it down. This is indeed Chao Chun Pill, and it is indeed top grade. He contemplated for a while. It was solemnly opening the mouth and said: "Are you serious about this? Really a batch of thirteen grains, top grade?"

　　 "The subordinates dare not deceive a little bit, it is true!" The monk surnamed Huang nodded like garlic.

"A batch of thirteen grains are all top grade. This level is very powerful. Some masters in the sect may not be able to do it. Could it be that Junior Brother Han is deeply hidden, but is actually an alchemist?" Weak Ling played with the pill in the small jade bottle and said to himself.

"In this way, you are forced to post these tasks, and you can't be blamed. But when you issued the tasks, you never thought that it would be the way it is today? Didn't persuade this deputy pavilion master Han, nearly a thousand copies of Dan Medicine, even if he is a master of alchemy, even if he can try to make it, but an unfamiliar pill, it takes a lot of effort from researching the prescription to forming the pill. In less than ten years, he can make these thousand pills. Did the system succeed?" The weak spirit tapped the slender five fingers lightly and glanced at the monk surnamed Huang below, but the anger on his face faded a lot.

"The subordinates also want to persuade the deputy pavilion master Han, but except for the first time he met his subordinates, his little disciple was ordered to receive the pill, and the subordinates could not see the deputy pavilion master himself. ! Moreover, Deputy Pavilion Master Han himself also considered the release of tasks in the sect. He only received quests half a month after the release. He only received 700 or 800 quests, and the other hundred were left for other alchemists in the pavilion. But then other alchemists thought something was wrong, thinking that something was wrong in the pavilion, they started looting and robbed more than a hundred tasks, and this was the situation!" The monk surnamed Huang slightly raised his head and looked up. The little one defended Han Ming, and at the same time exonerated himself.

　　 "According to you, Deputy Pavilion Master Han is not at fault. It is the later alchemists who rob the task that really caused the current situation of no pill?" the weak spirit said strangely.

　　 The monk surnamed Huang hesitated for a while, did not reply, but kept his head down, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"Okay, I know the beginning and the end, but these have already happened, and what we really need to do now is how to solve this problem. Go, follow me to the deputy pavilion master Han and ask him to return the task. He just grabbed it. So much is useless!" The weak spirit no longer embarrassed the monk surnamed Huang, put on his sleeves, and walked straight out.

The monk surnamed Huang on the ground quickly got up, followed the weak spirit respectfully, and followed a stone ladder towards the underground fire room of the alchemy peak. After a short while, he arrived in front of the fire room of Tianzi No. 3 and saw sitting there. Zhu Lingqin meditating on a piece of animal skin.

　　Han Ming needed to concentrate on making alchemy. Those little waiters were a little uncomfortable, so they called Zhu Lingqin with a sound transmission talisman and used it as an errand to lead the pill and looked at the door.

Zhu Lingqin was very winking. Although he was cultivating next to Chun'er, the powerful peak master of Zangyou Peak, he still had a respect for the high-ranking monks. When he saw the weak spirit and the monk surnamed Huang coming up, he immediately opened his eyes. Opened his eyes.

　　 "I have seen Uncle Huang and this senior, I don't know why the two are here, are they here to find a teacher!" Zhu Lingqin arched his hand slightly, and said politely.

　　 "Nephew Zhu, this is the lord of the pavilion, I haven't seen it yet!" The monk surnamed Huang reminded him.

　　 "I have seen Master Pavilion Master, Master Pavilion Master is now looking for a teacher? Please wait for a while, the teacher nephew will send a message to notify the teacher!" Zhu Lingqin arched his hand again, and then played a sound transmission note.

The weak spirit originally thought that Han Ming would immediately greet her when she learned of her arrival. Even if she was refining the pill, she would end the refining of the pill as soon as possible. It would not make her wait too long, but he didn’t expect it to wait for a long time. No one came out.

Seven or eight hours later, the weak spirit saw that Han Ming still could not come out. He was a little angry. He waved his sleeves and coldly said to the monk surnamed Huang nearby: "You stay here, he is coming out. Just let him come to see me!"

Immediately, the weak spirit gave a cold snort and was about to walk outside, but at this moment, the stone door of the fire room of Tianzi No. 2 was pushed open, and two monks, a man and a woman, walked out of it, and they happened to see the weak spirit. .

　　 "Pavilion Master, why are you here? Did you come to see my husband and wife!" The Phi-Fa Nan Xiu stopped the weak spirit. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The beautiful blue-clothed sister also smiled gently and nodded to the weak spirit.

　　 "It turned out to be the two elders of Fire Pill and Water Moon, you are making alchemy in the Earth Fire Room!" The weak spirit turned his head, and said with some surprise.

"My husband and I worked together to refine a furnace of Tsinghua Pill, ready to help break through the bottleneck, and then I left the customs." The lady in blue nodded with a smile, and then said with some doubts: "The pavilion master is not here to wait for me. Two of you, is there any other grandmaster who is practicing alchemy in the Earth Fire Room?"

Weak Ling shook his head, and said with a hint of annoyance: "No, it's a deputy pavilion master from the pavilion's surname. He is practicing alchemy in it. I have something to do with him! Forget it, don't mention him, two This elder, this pavilion has some little doubts about alchemy recently, but I don't know if I can communicate!"

"It's okay to talk about it. The pavilion master's alchemy is superb, and my husband and I are naturally willing!" The male cultivator named Huo Dan nodded with a smile, and then made a request, "That's it. Please."

The weak spirit nodded, and he was about to raise his foot to walk towards the stone ladder not far away, but at this moment, the stone door of the fire room in the name of Tianzi was pushed open, and Han Ming in a green robe walked out slowly, with a corner of his mouth. A ray of smile.

As soon as Han Ming came out, he naturally attracted the attention of outsiders. They all cast their eyes on him. Zhu Lingqin called "Master" and directly greeted him. The monk surnamed Huang was also slightly overjoyed. As for the weak spirit, he was cold in an instant. On his face, Elder Shuiyue had curious eyes, she didn't notice that Elder Huo Dan's pupils shrank slightly, and the hands in his sleeves were also slightly clenched.