In the alchemy room, as Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng came in, Song Yin who was waiting smiled: "Third junior brother is awake?"
Wang Qizheng trembled inexplicably and lowered his head, not daring to look into Song Yin's eyes. He subconsciously lowered his posture and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, I'm awake..."
"It's good to wake up. We'll talk about it later. Second Junior Brother, start the elixir fire. After finishing refining the elixir today, we can go down the mountain later."
The storage capacity of the elixir is almost gone. Over the past few days, the junior brother and the people at the foot of the mountain have collected elixir refining materials. The resources have allowed Song Yin to refine the elixir for more than seven days. Originally, he was about to go down the mountain after reaching this number of days of storage, but looking at The people at the foot of the mountain are hard-working, and the juniors have gradually become accustomed to daily work. The wild vegetable pills needed by the people at the bottom of the mountain are enough for half a month, but the vitality pills needed by the juniors are still a little short.
The original plan was to store it for seven days, but he could see from the Resentment Pill that the world was not very good, so he was surprised. Song Yin thought it would be better to store half a month's worth of medicine.
When this furnace is finished, all that is needed will be sufficient.
"yes..."
Zhang Fei Bian jumped down.
Song Yin used two fingers together, flew the top cover up in the air, placed it on the alchemy furnace, and meditated to refine the elixir.
"This, this, this..."
Wang Qizheng's eyes were almost bulging out. He pointed at the alchemy furnace and was speechless for a long time.
Song Yin frowned and glanced at him.
The strong man, who was more than two meters tall, covered his mouth with his hands and walked out of the hall consciously.
Zhang Feixuan glanced at Song Yin, who was concentrating on refining elixirs, walked backwards outside, closed the door quietly, and walked far away from Wang Qizheng.
At this moment, Wang Qizheng put down his hand and wiped the sweat from his head, "Damn it, it's so scary!"
"I thought you were still good at scolding. How vigorous were you in front of the master and Zhao Yuanhua before?" Zhang Feixuan said with a smile.
Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes, "I penetrated your father's anus! I wanted to scold you, but when I saw those eyes, I couldn't say anything. I always felt that if I continued to scold you, I would be gone the next second."
He usually speaks slang and swears smoothly and scolds anyone he catches. Even if he is a master, he will not restrain himself. But inexplicably in front of Song Yin, he not only restrains himself, he behaves like a two-meter-tall introverted boy. .
Wang Qizheng was thinking about the green thing just now, and was filled with shock: "Is that right? Is that the Hunyuan True Spirit just now?"
Zhang Fei
"..."
Wang Qizheng glanced at the side hall where Song Yin was, "If it were anyone else, I would have thought you were bragging..."
What Zhang Feixuan just said to him was impressive enough, but now there is another Hunyuan True Spirit, which means he has met Song Yin. He would never believe it if it were anyone else.
Zhang Feixuan sighed: "I don't really want to believe it either..."
But when he thought of Song Yin's wonders, he would rather believe that he didn't need the Hunyuan True Spirit, and didn't want Song Yin to come up with any other tricks.
It was so exciting that he couldn't stand it.
The two waited there for nearly an hour, and the door to the side hall finally opened. Song Yin walked out with a smile on his face, threw a cloth bag to Zhang Feixuan, and said: "Second junior brother, give this to others. Third Junior Brother, you have just returned to the mountain and haven’t paid a visit to the master yet, so you are just in time to pay a visit to the master with me.”
"Ah...yes." Wang Qizheng clumsily raised his hands and glanced at Zhang Feixuan, when he discovered that Zhang Feixuan was also looking at him.
Is the master not dead yet?
Zhang Feixuan quickly handed the elixir in the cloth bag to the tall and strong disciple of the sect, and then joined Song Yin and Wang Qizheng who were waiting in the main hall.
Song Yin walked to the wall of the alchemy room, turned around and smiled at the two of them: "I don't know what the master will come up with this time."
As he spoke, he knocked on the wall with his hand and said, "Master?"
There was no sound inside.
Song Yin couldn't help but raise his voice and hit the wall harder.
But there was still no sound coming from inside.
"Well... I guess I'm still in seclusion, so I won't disturb the master."
Song Yin didn't dare to disturb Jin Guang anymore. He still remembered the anxious look last time. It would be a big sin if he broke the master's retreat at this time.
"Then we will..."
Song Yin turned around and was about to speak to the two of them when he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the wall.
I saw a large hole in the stone in the wall, and a human figure appeared there.
Song Yin was overjoyed and quickly bowed and raised his hands, "See you, Master!"
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng also raised their hands and shouted together with Song Yin.
"Qi Zheng?"
The man was suspicious at first, then stopped there and lost his voice.
Song Yin raised his head and took a look, and saw the golden light looking towards him with a complex look. He frowned and said, "Master has been in seclusion for the past few days and has become much more haggard."
At this time, Jin Guang had put on a plain Taoist robe, covering his jawbone completely, and his hands were hidden under his big sleeves. Only his face was exposed, and his face also looked pale. He looked very weak.
When Song Yin looked at him, the golden light trembled for no reason, and he showed a forced smile: "Ah... Yin'er."
Just as he pulled his cheek, a touch of white powder fell from his face, and you could faintly see some dense pimples appearing on his face.
"Master, I was just about to pay my respects to you. Under the control of the second junior brother, the sect is now in some shape. We were just about to go down the mountain. Now that I can see the master, I feel more at ease."
Jin Guang's body was still shaky at first, but when he heard Song Yin say this, his voice immediately raised an octave, "Go down the mountain? It's good to go down the mountain, hurry up!"
"Master?" Song Yin looked confused. He was going down the mountain. Why was he so excited?
"No, what I mean is...yes, our right path is to go down the mountain to practice. It's a good thing for you to go down the mountain. Go down the mountain. The master will take care of the people at the foot of the mountain."
The golden eyes hid the light of desire, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if... he had been hungry for a long time.
"As long as the master agrees, I thought the master would wait until I reached the fifth level before letting me go down the mountain." Song Yin said with a smile.
The two junior brothers are both at the fifth level and have been out of the mountains. He originally thought that he would have to wait until the fifth level before going down the mountain.
Especially since he is a great immortal.
In the past, it was always said in the books that after accepting a talented disciple, you would care for him and care for him, for fear that something would happen to that disciple, and then raise that disciple to be arrogant and arrogant without any experience.
Although he, Song Yin, thought that he would not be like that, he would indeed be in trouble if his master did not let him go down the mountain.
"No, I 100% agree with you. I, the Golden Immortal Sect, want to go out for training. I want to save mortals, find people to practice Taoism, and strengthen our sect. You see, your two junior brothers are doing this. You guys. Two...what’s the gain?”
Jin Guang smiled and immediately focused on Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng.
Zhang Feixuan came back early, but Jin Guang was forced by Song Yin to forget to ask.
Zhang Feixuan answered honestly: "Master, this disciple didn't gain much from going down the mountain."
There is a harvest, there are probably maggots in the alchemy room now.
"Forget it, I... I was originally bringing a group of human and animal food, but I encountered the Armored Gate on the way and was robbed by them."
Only now did Wang Qizheng remember that he was so overwhelmed by Song Yin's aura that he almost forgot that he came back to the mountain to resolve this matter.
"Master, that batch of goods...the goods and the people are both good things, and there are some perfect people among them!" Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes and said.
These words made Zhang Feixuan shrink his eyes and glare at him.
This guy is dishonest!
He had just talked to Wang Qizheng about how the master would not die, and he immediately put it to use.
If he wins the master's favor, he may have a higher chance of obtaining the human elixir than himself.
Wang Qizheng glanced at Zhang Feixuan provocatively.
He is vulgar but not stupid. He originally wanted to take this batch of goods back to the mountain to try his luck. Now is the opportunity.
But the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he shuddered subconsciously.
In front of him, he saw Song Yin, whose figure was inexplicably taller. A ball of white air appeared from around him, and it seemed as if it was about to explode at any moment.
"Third Junior Brother..."
Song Yin turned his head and his voice gradually became colder, "What are you talking about?"
