"It's not all your fault! Sister Fu Shi is still a little worried that you don't like being too thin, but there are some places where your belly won't get bigger just because you say it's bigger. So, I thought of a trick to give Sister Fu Shi a squeeze. There will always be a squeeze!"
Phew~
The young master almost burst out laughing, but Long Fushi's pretty face was really bright red, but he didn't forget to give him a fierce look:
"dare you laugh!"
"Well, we have known each other for a while. Do you think I care about this?"
"Who told you that the way you looked at Yan Jiu before was so scary..."
Ever since she completely admired Long Fushi's cooking skills, Alian has now almost completely stood on the same front as her, cheering for Long Fushi in almost everything.
"Hey, haven't I already explained this?"
Qingyun scratched his head and didn't know what to say.
"By the way, why is Fang Cihang looking for you?"
After being shy, Long Fushi quickly changed back to the calm Long Qingcheng and asked curiously. Qingyun did not hide anything and told everything about the conversation between the two outside the dormitory.
But what left the young man speechless was that Alian and the little fox were all focused on the bandaged man enduring the pain for his wife. Moreover, they both thought that Yan Jiu also had a good impression of Fang Cihang.
"Yunlang! Look at Fang Cihang. He will never leave her. Even if his wife is just a mortal with a limited lifespan, he is willing to bear the pain of having his tarsal bones corroded and his heart broken. What about you?!"
"What happened to me?"
"Look at you, it's not enough to have me, I've kidnapped Sister Fu Shi again!"
"I…"
The young man was extremely speechless and couldn't refute, so he had to quickly change the topic:
"How did you see it?"
"Why do you need to watch this? Yan Jiu is obviously pretending to be drunk!"
Alian said firmly.
"Well, first of all, if I am really drunk, most people will say that I am not drunk. Secondly, with her level of cultivation, even if she is really drunk, she will not lose her composure and ask for help. If she still has sense, she will choose the one she trusts most. That person is Fang Cihang."
Long Fushi analyzed it with his usual calmness.
"I said you were not drunk when I wrote poems."
The young master smiled, but recalling all the details when Yan Jiu and Fang Cihang had dinner together, he couldn't help but have some doubts.
And currently, it seems that Fang Cihang's character is excellent, which should be the most important thing for an insecure female cultivator like Yan Jiu.
"If Fang Cihang really meant it, he wouldn't have come out of Yan Jiu's house just now. Let's not worry about it. I also promised to help him suppress the toxin!"
"What are you going to do?"
Long Fushi asked.
"There is also poison in my blood, but it's just a very small amount. I just tested it outside. The toxicity of Tarsal Bone Corrosion Heart Powder has no effect on me, and it will be gradually absorbed by the toxins in my body."
"Yunlang, are you planning to fight fire with fire?"
Qingyun shook his head and laughed:
"Fighting poison with poison requires a deep understanding of various poisons. I don't have that level, but I can lend him a drop of my poisonous blood to absorb a certain amount of the poison of Tarsus Corrosion Heart Powder. At least it can extend his life."
Speaking of this, Long Fushi suddenly asked softly:
"By the way, Wan Congfang also asked you if you were poisoned that day. Why was there poison in your blood? Why didn't I hear you say that?"
Qilin's blood essence and blood are Qingyun's biggest secret, but now he and Long Fushi have not pierced the last layer of window paper. After getting Alian's nod of affirmation, the young man revealed his true life experience.
"Qilinya! I didn't expect you Qingyun..."
Looking at Long Fu's pretty face, which was extremely shocked, Qingyun scratched his head and smiled, as if he was a little embarrassed:
"Well, the past is in the past. My parents are deceased, my Qilin teeth have been destroyed, and now I am just a poor and useless little casual cultivator."
"Tch, I'm just saying that you are a Qilin, and those geniuses are not even worthy of carrying your shoes!"
Alian sneered disdainfully.
"Indeed, you have cultivated to the third level of Yuan Hua Realm for more than ten years and survived in the thirty-three realms. This kind of talent is not comparable to that of Dan Lin, and it is all accumulated bit by bit by yourself. , never relying on the power of any identity or background.”
Long Fu's poems coincide with Alian's views.
"Identity? Background? What a joke! Not to mention whether Yun Youya still disowns his relatives, he is the Immortal Sword Sect. Back then, in order to find my cheap uncle to avenge his father, he was almost killed by Zhuo Bufan's men. What do you think? Do I still dare to go to them?"
Even though he is much calmer, Qingyun always feels a little angry every time he thinks about these past events.
"Now I wish that Zhuo Bufan would go to Wan Congfang's place to seek death if nothing happens."
Qingyun didn't want to get too entangled in his life experience, so he changed the topic.
"According to my estimation, if Fang Cihang can't refine the antidote, he will only be alive in the next few years. But with my Kirin Purple Poison, he should be able to delay it for another few decades, and at least I can accompany him. My wife will live in peace until her death."
"Can't we find a way to save him?"
The little fox couldn't bear it.
"No, not to mention these multiple poisons, Tarsal Corrosion Heart Powder is also a very high-end poison in the Demon Sect. Without a prescription, you have no way to start. Even if there is a prescription, it is impossible to refine it with my current level. Half a pill!”
The young man spread his hands helplessly.
"Is it Tarsal Erosion Heart Powder?"
At this time, Long Fushi suddenly spoke up.
"Compose poetry, don't tell me you know..."
"I don't know, but I seem to have seen this name in Master Yuling's book. At that time, I didn't read it because I wasn't interested in alchemy. When he is happy to see me next time, I will go to the Sutra Pavilion to look for it."
"That's best!"
Ah Lian clapped her hands to celebrate.
"Alian, this is the first time I've seen you care so much about the life and death of a human being."
"Hmm, who told him not to eat the food in the bowl and look at the food in the pot!"
"Well…"
The young man was speechless, and Long Fushi covered his mouth and chuckled.
Late at night, Alian smiled and gave up the only bed to Long Fushi, but how could this little thought be hidden from Long Qingcheng, who was strategizing?
"It's hard to sleep alone. Sister Lian, why don't you sleep with me?"
So the poor little fox was called over, and there were two stunning beauties sleeping in each other's arms. Only the poor young man was meditating on the futon next to the fire array to keep warm.
Fortunately, as we get along with each other day by day, Long Fushi also learns from Alian, and is much less shy and avoidant towards Qingyun. His wrists are covered with frost, and his socks are nowhere to be found. That jerky touch is the most unbearable palpitation under the full moon. move.
After all, something is better than nothing.
The two girls, Ru Yingyan, kept chattering in low voices all night, which made Qingyun very anxious and unbearable. Not only his heart, but also his internal organs were filled with anger.
As a last resort, he didn't bother to wash up at dawn and pushed out the door to breathe in the freshest air of the day in this small world.
"I'm going out for a walk."
"Go, go, Yun Lang, Sister Fu Shi and I will chat for a while~"
"Women just talk a lot."
The young man cursed in his heart.
The admission standard of Zhijing Cave is based on merit-based admission, so the four caves are basically composed of monks from the Hundred Meridians Realm and the Yuan Hua Realm, with few from the Lingyin Realm.
The cultivation level of the third level of Qingyun Yuanhua Realm is not very high here, but it is not low either, so there are many old students of Baimai Realm paying tribute to his new classmate.
Since there was no class until tomorrow, he planned to take a walk around Jiangyun Cave and get familiar with the terrain first.
What's interesting is that the small world where Zhijing Dongtian is located is extremely complete and there are no signs of disorder in the laws of heaven for the time being, so there are a large number of teleportation arrays in it.
As long as they pay the most basic spiritual stones and use their identity jade tokens, they can freely travel to various places in the cave, even the other three caves, which is extremely convenient.
Of course, these infrastructures are not allowed to be used at night, otherwise they may be regarded as foreign enemies by the patrolling monks, and they may be arrested and interrogated, or at worst, killed on the spot.
He still had some spiritual stones on credit from Alian. Qingyun thought about it and transferred them directly. Anyway, he knew that the places where Jingdongtian could use the spiritual stones were limited.
Before setting off, he sealed the drop of Fang Cihang's blood yesterday and returned it to him, and told him that it was mixed with some toxins he had researched, which could temporarily absorb the Tarsal Corrosion Powder that had taken root in his body. As for how long it would last, he would Can't guarantee it.
Moreover, the young master has repeatedly told the bandaged man that this drop of blood must not be taken, and can only be warmed and maintained in the Dantian. Otherwise, if he, who is already terminally ill, is infected by his own Kirin Purple Poison, he may be reimbursed on the spot.
Fang Cihang was naturally grateful for this, and even wanted to barter part of his few credits to Qingyun, but with Qilin Bite running around the sky, I was simply a poison-producing machine.
Since the Zijin Poison Pill has been compressing the Kirin Purple Qi in his body, Qingyun himself has no idea what changes will eventually occur. Extracting a tiny bit of Kirin Purple Qi is a simple matter for him.
"Brother Fang is a noble person, and Qingyun admires him very much. Giving him something is too outrageous. Besides, I don't know if this drop of blood is useful. You should try it first."
The young master waved his hand and directly rejected Fang Cihang's gift, but it wouldn't be long before he knew how stupid he was at that time.
As the first stop of the one-day trip to Zhijing Cave, Qingyun naturally chose the "teachers' dormitory" that he had seen from a distance yesterday.
The teleportation array in the center of the student dormitory sent him outside the gate of the courtyard on the other side, but not inside. Before he got close, he felt two powerful auras stationed outside the courtyard.
"Although his aura is far inferior to that of Long Pangui, he is still a monk in the concentration realm."
Sensing that the power of two spiritual consciousnesses only stayed on his body for a moment and then swept away, Qingyun knew that his identity jade token must have played a role.
"Don't let anyone else come near the place where the alchemist practices."
One of the divine consciousnesses gave Qingyun a cold command.
Bowing to each other in the distance, the young master took a detour very wisely.
"Made, why are you dragging me? As long as I am happy, I can report to the two palaces tomorrow."
Of course, this will have to wait until he passes the theoretical test.
Qingyun didn't know what the environment was like in the other three caves, but the area in Jiangyun Cave was covered with lush green grass. The two dormitory areas separated by a stream were almost entirely green.
