"Damn, you actually used me to advertise!"
Wan Congfang's crackling words were heard in his ears like a magic stick. The young man who was only half alive was furious, but he couldn't beat her, so he had to open his mouth and sulk, not to mention making him more upset. .
"Junior Brother Jing, you were too reckless just now."
Seeing that Wan Congfang had changed from his usual cold demeanor and was eloquently encouraging his disciples, Li Qing'er took the opportunity to blame Li Jing, looking a little annoyed.
"Sister, I..."
"If this was the focus of Senior Brother's attack, I'm afraid you would be lying down by now."
Speaking of Qingyun, Li Jing's face darkened instantly, but the young man rolled his eyes, dragged the blood all over his body, and shouted:
"Aiya, who did it the most, and who is it that can't stand up now? Junior Brother Jing, please save some face for me!"
After hearing this, Li Qing'er chuckled, while Li Jing scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Junior Sister Qing'er, Junior Brother Jing just wanted to protect you, so why should you blame him?"
"Um…"
Hearing this, Li Qing'er nodded with twinkling eyes, but did not continue to answer. Instead, Li Jing bowed sincerely to Qingyun, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Falling flowers, wind and rain hurt the spring even more, so it is better to show mercy to the people in front of you."
Seeing this, Qingyun secretly shook his head and whispered a line that Fei Lao had originally sung.
"It's better to take advantage of the person in front of you..."
Li Qing'er was silent.
I have done everything I can, and the rest can only be left to time and fate.
Wan Congfang has not been able to unlock the seal for a long time. No matter how strong my physical body is, I will never be able to heal the criss-crossing wounds on my body in a short time. I have to pour out a bunch of rubbish pills from the treasure bag, and then swallow them whole. stuffed it into his mouth.
Boom… boom…
Before chewing a few times, the young man felt a sudden and terrifying silence around him, and then with a flash of green light, Wan Congfang appeared in front of him out of thin air.
"You! Senior, what are you doing?"
Without saying a word, Master Wan grabbed the pill that Qingyun hadn't had time to swallow. He looked left and right, then frowned suspiciously and called out:
"Li Guan, come and take a look."
"yes."
"Is this...Naqi Pill?"
"Yes, Master."
After receiving Li Guan's affirmative answer, Wan Congfang stared at Qingyun as if he had seen a ghost, and asked in disbelief:
"Are you rich?"
"How is that possible? I've never been rich, so how can I get rich!"
The young master rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
"Then how can you eat these Naqi pills as jelly beans?"
"Well…"
At this time, the young master realized that after practicing so much rubbish, he was actually not worthless. At least in Kyushu, ordinary small sects were not wealthy enough to provide unlimited supply of Naqi pills to their disciples.
With his eyes flashing, Wan Congfang immediately dispersed the crowd and saw Qingyun smiling bitterly:
"Senior Sword Demon, you should break my seal first."
"snort!"
With a light hand, Wan Congfang hit Qingyun's chest with a palm, beating him until he almost vomited blood, but also forced all the countless bamboo and stone sword energy out of his body, and Qingyun's cultivation instantly returned to its peak.
"Thank you."
Stretching his muscles and bones, the young master felt an indescribable sense of comfort as he returned from cultivation. He twisted his arms and thanked Wan Congfang.
"Why didn't I see the word "thank you" on your face?"
"Hahaha…"
After laughing awkwardly, the young master pretended to be provocative to He Bai again:
"What, how about we have another match?"
He Bai shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly:
"Okay, even if I'm a bitch, it looks like I'll have to practice for a few more years, little brother."
"Hahahaha, don't be a coward~"
Qingyun joked.
"Tell me, where did you get so many Naqi pills?"
Whenever Qingyun laughs happily, Wan Congfang's face seems to change.
"Oh, I went all the way north to Zhijing Cave Heaven to become a disciple."
"Zhijing Cave Heaven? Have you become a disciple of Zhijing Cave Heaven? How did you get in?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wan Congfang said something to herself and said "Hua Yumian".
Qingyun didn't explain this, and nodded vaguely, while Wan Congfang couldn't help but ask:
"How many more of these Naqi Pills do you have?"
"Haha, business is coming!"
The young man was ecstatic, but before he could speak, Li Guan, the clan leader, said calmly:
"Master, Young Hero Qingyun is very powerful. Taking a large amount of this elixir is naturally beneficial and harmless, but the disciples in the sect are all relatively young in cultivation. I'm afraid..."
Obviously, this old guy knows his stuff.
"Huh? What are you afraid of? Isn't it okay to take a small amount?"
Wan Congfang frowned. The spacious emerald green clothes covered her plump figure, making her pale body look even weirder.
"It's not that it won't work, but I think the quality of this elixir is not very good. Even ordinary disciples may have to take two or more pills at the same time to have the effect of a normal elixir. But if this happens..."
As he spoke, Li Guan just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not even looking at Qingyun, which made the young master curse in his heart that this old man who cheated on others ruined his business.
"How many of these Qi-Napping Pills...do you have left?"
After a while, Wan Congfang asked Qingyun coldly.
"Uh... there are still some in the treasure bag, and some are hanging in the sect for sale. Senior Sword Demon, don't worry, as long as it is..."
"Then where is your treasure bag?"
"What?"
The young man was a little confused by Wan Congfang's question.
"I asked you where is the treasure bag containing the elixirs?"
"here."
Before Qingyun became stupid and took out the treasure bag from the secret pocket of his sleeve, Wan Congfang snatched it away again.
Immediately after he wiped out the marks of essence and blood on it, he heard a crackling sound, and dozens of exquisite jade bottles were poured out of the master's treasure bag!
"Hiss~"
Several people present were so frightened by this scene that they gasped.
"Wochao, Qingyun, how long have you been a disciple now? Is it possible that you open the furnace to refine elixirs every day?"
He Bai looked at Qingyun like a fat sheep, like a hungry wolf in the forest in the middle of the night, his eyes glowing green.
"Hey hey hey, what are you doing?!"
The young master was just about to put away all his treasures, but unexpectedly, Wan Cong Xiangxiang's sleeve rolled up and all these low-level elixirs were gone!
"Holy shit, I'll fight you!"
"OK."
Leader Wan calmly responded with a "Hello", which scared Qingyun and stopped immediately. To be honest, he was now thinking of calling out Zang Feng and beating Wan Congfang to death.
The young man who was born into a poor boy was originally a miser. He usually wanted to break a penny in half and spend it. But now it was good. The elixir he had been refining day and night to make a fortune was unexpectedly confiscated by Wan Congfang without losing a single penny. .
This is no different than killing him.
"You! You! Wan Congfang! You have to give me money!"
"I have no money."
"This is robbery!"
"So what?"
"You! Ahhhh!"
It was no secret among the "higher-ups" of the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect that the two of them didn't deal with it. Li Guan smiled and lowered his head like an senile person, and turned a deaf ear like an old deaf man.
With him taking the lead, the other juniors present naturally watched with their eyes, nose and heart, and each turned into a clay Buddha statue.
The more helpless and furious the young master becomes, the prettier Wan Congfang's face becomes. Qingyun knows the reason for this.
The fun brought by playing with Qingyun made Wan Congfang's face no longer seem so pale, and even her expression regained some of the unique savagery of a girl.
And because of the guilt deep in his heart, Qingyun finally had no choice but to hand over all the Naqi Pills.
"Hmph, you treated me like this back then, can't I charge you some interest?"
"Okay, okay, okay."
After arguing for a long time, Wan Congfang said in a rather arrogant and arrogant tone. This made everyone who was an old monk suddenly startled, and there was even cold sweat running down their backs.
Darling, is this still the murderous female ghost leader?
Did you treat me like this back then? Tsk tsk tsk, with this amount of information, could it be that the leader and Qingyun still have a "year-old love"?
Just as the flames of gossip among the juniors were raging, Wan Congfang seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and coughed twice and said:
"Ahem, the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect's family is poor. Let's go ahead and get a batch of Naqi Pills on credit. After a while, I will send someone to Zhijing Cave to purchase them. You have to give me a cheaper price."
Fortunately, there was no color on Wan Congfang's face, so no matter how shy she was, she couldn't see the slightest blush.
"It's easy to talk, but the sect has regulations. Untrained alchemists are not allowed to sell elixirs privately. I don't even have a qualification certificate for the eight classics. I can only sell them through the Xuming Building in Shuiyue City. You can contact me before you come. Me, if I'm not here, you can also go directly to Ah Lian or Long Fu Shi, and I will find a way to make them sell it to you cheaper."
"Humph, this sounds like a human saying."
Master Wan nodded with satisfaction.
"Made, who is it that doesn't speak human language?"
The young man cursed in his heart, but his words were still kind:
"Actually, the efficacy of my elixir is indeed worse than that of the genuine Naqi Pills, but it's cheaper. You can try it first. If it's not enough, let me know."
"you also have?"
"No more! Not one of them is gone! Even if you kill me, there won't be any more!"
"Then I'll come and kill him."
“…”
In this way, I almost left the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect angrily amid the quarrels and scoldings with Wan Congfang.
He got clues about Chen Ping, and Wan Congfang also got a large amount of low-level elixirs for his disciples, and everyone was happy.
After Qingyun left, Li Qing'er took the initiative to go to the guest room without waiting for Wan Congfang's instructions, preparing to clean it as usual.
As the door of the room was pushed open with a creak, Li Qing'er, who was originally frowning and with haggard temples, almost screamed because there was actually a piece of letter left on the round table in the room.
Looking from a distance, there seems to be some writing on the paper.
With one leap, Li Qing'er seemed to have snatched the letter from the round table's hand.
But as the few handwriting came into view, her expression of surprise suddenly froze, as if the smile was unwilling to leave her cheeks, and sadness was creeping onto her brows.
At this time, a familiar voice came softly from behind her.
"Qing'er."
"Master."
