"Well, let me finish. The outer disciples were all killed, but Wan Congfang finally captured a monk alive in the Concentration Realm. It was because of this person that she sent Qing'er to summon me and asked me to Come over there.”
"Oh? Ningshen cultivator? Is it Zhuo Bufan? No, it took more than ten years to go from Yuan Hua realm to Ningshen realm. Unless he breaks through in advance, it should be impossible. Who is it?"
Long Fushi narrowed his eyes and asked while wiping his hands elegantly after washing them.
"Chen Ping."
"Chen Ping?"
During the words, Qingyun's voice was very calm, but Alian knew very well that the more Yunlang behaved like this, the more likely he was to suppress the anger of Thunder in his heart.
As Qingyun took a deep breath, Alian secretly said that indeed, murderous intent bloomed in the young master's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"Well, it was this man who killed me with one palm, but I have to thank him, because if he hadn't shattered the Qilin teeth, I wouldn't have gotten that drop of Qilin essence and blood, and I wouldn't be alive today, haha , It’s really a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant!”
"Then how does Wan Congfang know about his relationship with you? Have you told him?"
The words in Long Fu's poem made Qingyun, who was sneering coldly, immediately frown.
"This is what I'm wondering about. I've never revealed this to anyone, and the message on Qing'er's fire talisman also makes me unable to guess."
"Li Qing'er is just Li Qing'er, why are you calling her so affectionate? Are you familiar with each other?"
The little fox put his hands on his hips and kept curling his lips. He looked angry, but his movements revealed an incomparable charm that captivated all sentient beings.
"What did she say?"
The matter was so important that Long Fushi ignored Alian's jealousy.
"It's Wan Congfang. She said that Chen Ping hides some secrets that I will definitely be interested in."
"Secrets of interest?"
"Yeah, but she didn't explain what it was. It's very likely that Wan Congfang didn't know about the entanglement between Chen Ping and me."
Qingyun gently pinched his chin and analyzed.
"Are you going then? Will Wan Congfang be harmful to you?"
Long Fushi frowned and asked, with a worried look on his face.
"I will definitely go. As for whether it will be detrimental to me, tsk, I don't think it will. The key is that I also have some important things to confirm with Wan Congfang."
"Ah? Are you really going to find that female ghost? What is going on?"
Thinking of Wan Congfang's terrifying ability to make him vomit blood with just one look, the little fox's hair suddenly stood up.
"Well... I can't say anything about this yet. You will naturally know when you have the opportunity in the future."
"We knew there would be danger?"
Long Fushi stared and asked.
"Yes, it is very dangerous, dangerous beyond the limits of your imagination."
Qingyun's words were full of profound meaning, and Long Fu's poems were so clear that he no longer asked about them.
"Okay, do you need us to accompany you?"
Hearing this, the young master pondered for a while, shook his head and said:
"No, Sister Yumian is grounded. We can't get in touch with her for the time being. She finally encountered Fengyue's escape marriage. We must seize the time and get into the two palaces as soon as possible."
"Well, then I'll stay and take care of the medicine field. I still lack a lot of credits."
Long Fushi guessed what Qingyun was thinking almost instantly. With a heartwarming smile, he said to the little fox again:
"Alian, I've been talking about this for a few months. It's not easy for you to have the opportunity to come into contact with the profound magic. You might as well stay and practice."
"No, Yun Lang, with more people and more power, if that female ghost wants to do something evil, Alian can still help you stop it for a while!"
The young man smiled and said with a smile:
"Block? Have you forgotten that just one look made you vomit three liters of blood?"
"Well…"
The little fox was speechless, but Long Fushi took her hand and comforted her.
"Don't worry, Sister Lian. Wan Congfang is very afraid of Qingyun's hidden front. He can handle the huge danger calmly. Besides, if he really wanted to do harm, he was cut to pieces last time. We went there instead." It’s a burden.”
Even though there were ten thousand reluctances in his heart, the little fox was now obedient to Long Fu Shi's orders. He had to pout his lips for a long time before agreeing to Qingyun's journey alone.
After taking care of the two beauties, the young man remembered that Zhijing Cave Heaven was not a place where he could enter and leave whenever he wanted, but for a while he didn't know where to go out and whether there were any relevant procedures.
At this time, Lan Xinhuizhi's Long Fu poem suggested:
"Why don't you ask Brother Shutong? He has been around for a long time, so I think he must have a solution."
As expected by Long Fushi, Qingyun knocked on the door later that night. After explaining his intention, the hearty Shutong laughed loudly and saw Qingyun lightly tapping on the light screen of his jade plaque. There was an additional message.
"Let me look for herbs?"
"Exactly, isn't this justifiable?"
"Thank you, Brother Shutong!"
Qingyun worshiped sincerely, thinking to himself that Guaguai is still the alchemist of the two palaces, and he can let me in and out freely with the move of his fingers.
"Thank me? I haven't thanked you yet! With so much precious Qilin Purple Qi, Ziyu didn't embarrass you, right?"
The tall Shutong Jun blushed, feeling a little embarrassed.
"What?"
Qingyun was stunned at first, and then he immediately realized that Feng Ziyu exchanged the Cloud-Piercing Palm for the Qilin Purple Qi for Shutong.
"I really don't have any extra credits to give you, and I'm too embarrassed to ask you for them. When you advance to the Second Palace with your studies in the future, brother, I will definitely help you with all my resources and pave a bright road for you in the palace!"
"Brother, you're welcome. Kirin Purple Qi is indeed precious to me, but Young Master Yu also exchanged it for her unique skill Cloud Piercing Palm. In comparison, she should have paid more."
The young man is knowledgeable and interested, and he quickly realizes the beauty of adulthood.
"What?! Ziyu exchanged it with you for the Cloud-Piercing Palm? Then she...why didn't she say anything? This..."
Looking at the expression of annoyance and distress on Shutong's handsome face like Chuchen, Qingyun didn't say anything more, and it was just right to stop.
As for whether the two of them can compete with each other, it's not something he can worry about. Anyway, he can just make sure he makes money without losing money.
But even if they are in love, there is still a huge gap called "Gateway" between Feng Ziyu and Shutong, which is even more cannibalistic than the relationship between Qingyun and Little Fox back then.
"Shemale has a different path..."
The blood mist that cut off Alian's tail with a knife was an unforgettable pain and nightmare for Qingyun in his life.
For the young master who was walking alone, Alian showed a rare generosity and poured out many middle-grade and low-grade spiritual stones from the treasure bag for transportation.
"These are all for you to ride the teleportation array back and forth, but you can't use them to mess with others!"
The little fox's words left Qingyun speechless. Fortunately, Long Fushi was not as messy as she was.
She did not ask for any small gifts from Qingyun, but prepared many clean changes of clothes, as well as many low-level elixirs that had been recently refined, all needed to heal injuries and replenish energy, including several pairs of shoes.
"Even if Wan Congfang sincerely invites you, the world is declining and people's hearts are changing. There are as many people who fall into the trap and become bandits as there are crucian carp crossing the river. It's better to be careful along the way and safety first."
While arranging Qingyun's clothes, Long wrote a poem and gave thoughtful instructions.
"Haha, we are monks, not people in the world."
"What's the difference? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes."
"Well, that's right. By the way, it's not your first time to travel far away to write poems. How do you know that the world is declining?"
The young master opened his arms and let Long Fushi take care of him, saying jokingly.
"How many people do you think can resist the confusion?"
Long's poems answered questions and answers, which seemed irrelevant, but Qingyun felt that it was quite meaningful, but he still smiled and said:
"Don't worry, write poems. Young Master, I have been alone for more than ten years, and I am very clever!"
"That's because if you want to harm me, Yun Lang, I'm afraid that if you come here with your life, you won't have the life to go back!"
The little fox also helped Qingyun dress up in the same way, but it was still a little unfamiliar compared to Long Fushi.
"Haha, come back early, we will wait for you."
"good."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with warmth as if winter was passing away and spring was coming.
As Qingyun himself said, they are monks, not ordinary people in the world, so there are not many things to pack, one or two treasure bags are enough.
After bidding farewell to the two girls, Qingyun easily re-entered the teleportation array and arrived at the Xuming Tower in Shuiyue City with the "Medicine Search Pass" issued to him by the Aquarius Alchemist Shutong.
Originally, he wanted to ask for leave from Fei Lao, but the old man had not shown up for nearly half a year, and Qingyun was afraid that he was refining elixirs, so he left directly.
Before leaving, Qingyun did not forget to pay attention in Xuming Building. He found that Chongguan had indeed kept his promise and used some method to put all the inferior elixirs he had refined on the shelves in the building.
After some inquiries, Qingyun learned that although the quality of these Qi-Napping Pills was not particularly good, the price was relatively low, making them very cost-effective for some low-level monks with tight pockets.
After comparing the price with the genuine product, he was even more surprised to find that he was not doing the "loss-making business" that Mr. Fei had originally calculated.
However, the fly in the ointment is that these elixirs are on the external shelves of Xuming Tower, which means they can only be sold for spiritual stones, and the sect will take a cut of them and cannot be exchanged for credits.
This is mainly due to the quality, but I estimate that the elixirs such as Shengji Powder and Shenfu Decoction that he and Long Fushi refined after that are probably much better.
"It seems that there is no need to keep too many inferior elixirs in the future. We can sell them all for money."
The little money fan secretly thought.
Of course, he later learned from the newly arrived monks that Chongguan had spent a lot of effort to get these junk elixirs on the shelves for him, and because of this he was laughed at by the local disciples of Yuquan Cave. A while.
To say that his skills have declined too much is because he has recently become obsessed with beauty and has gotten too close to those beautiful banshees in Hanchan Cave.
For this, I am very grateful.
Qingyun and the others from Shuiyue City came in a hurry, and left in a hurry when they left for this long trip. However, he made up his mind to buy some more Shuiyue Cinnabar when he came back, because Long Meizhi always felt that it was useful. This kind of cinnabar is more effective in making alchemy.
PS: I played a name gag before, and it will be famous forever. As a result, the poor Wangu wanderer died and was stinked in the other world for thousands of years. Wan Congfang also became neither a human nor a ghost. 484 is too cruel. In fact, there are many name memes. I don’t know how to read hxdm. Have you found any? If so, you can leave me comments and messages on various channels, hahahaha~
