Back at Songzhu Yayuan, Mrs. Sang was still immersed in alchemy and found nothing unusual, so Wu Sheng quietly inserted a branch into the ground and silently timed the time.
The master of Shenyin Peak practices on Shenyin Peak all the year round and seldom goes down the mountain, but Taoist Mai Yi does not necessarily do so, so he arranged for Master Dong Bamboo to go there and keep an eye on him. The next actions can determine the results he wants to know.
An hour and a half later, Wu Sheng came to the courtyard gate, glanced at the ground, and saw the pine cone - Taoist Mai was not in the cave.
Wu Sheng turned back and gave Mrs. Sang a few words of advice, asking her to continue her useless skills. Then he wandered out of Songzhu Yayuan, suddenly accelerated and rushed down the mountain.
He rushed out of the foot of the mountain in one breath, continued running wildly, rushed to the stone waterfall platform, and began to visualize Taoist Mai's protective array. Although the true essence was sealed, it did not affect him in the slightest from unlocking this magic circle. In fact, he was already here for the second time, and he had "unlocked" the five-layer cloud pattern of this magic circle in the last time.
When Wu Sheng revisited his old place, he was not polite and scraped off two layers of cloud patterns before stopping. Seven layers of cloud patterns were blown away from the front and back. This magic circle was cracked even more seriously than Yanbo Sou's Yanbo Illusionary Formation. Although its appearance remained the same, it was already "shaky" in its bones. Even without the use of real energy, the flying sword could be controlled with brute force. It can collapse!
He let out a bad breath and estimated that Taoist Mai Yi was about to return. Wu Sheng did not dare to delay and rushed to Lianpuji again.
Since coming down the mountain, he had been counting silently in his mind, trying to keep time as steady as possible. When he arrived at the pavilion, he had already counted five thousand.
"Householder?"
"Mr. Wu? Why are you here?"
Seeing that it was Wu Sheng, the Ying brothers were greatly surprised and quickly rushed over to see him as a gift.
Wu Sheng switched to counting with his fingers and tried to answer them in concise words without affecting the counting: "I will choose the magic weapon."
Mr. Ying laughed and said, "Just a word from Mr. Wu, and my brother will come to your door. Why don't you ask Mr. Wu to go there in person?"
"It's been ten days and you haven't come."
"Ah... Taoist Mai has given orders. Mr. Wu is refining elixirs in seclusion. You are not allowed to disturb him. I'm really sorry. Come on, please come in..."
"I'm not going in. I'll just wait here. Can you find me a better flying sword? I want it to be particularly sharp..."
"Second brother, get my Feihong Sword. I'll talk to the layman here."
Soon, Ying Laoer came over with a dagger. The sword was only over a foot long, almost like a long dagger, but the edge of the sword was glowing with green light and engraved with simple prints. It was obvious at a glance that it was a good sword.
Wu Sheng took it and weighed it, and after a moment of visualization with the Tai Chi ball, he realized that it was a high-grade flying sword, definitely no less than the Youquan Dragon Slaying Sword, and there would be no problem in using it at the God Refining Realm.
"This is a top-grade Feihong sword made by Ou Yezi, a famous master from the Yue Kingdom. The blade is as light as a bird's feather, and the true energy is injected smoothly and smoothly. The best part is that the blade is sharper, far better than the same-grade Feihong sword. The sword has its shortcomings and cannot be used to withstand heavy weapons. What do you think, Mr. Wu?"
Hearing that it was made by Ou Yezi, Wu Sheng suddenly remembered that his own jade sword was also made by Ou Yezi. Unfortunately, it was left in the capital of Ying, Chu State, and was captured by the Chu people. It is not known in whose hands it is now.
Since it was made by this sword master, it must be right. He took it and tried it on his finger. With his "iron bones", he was able to cut out white marks. If he applied more force, the effect would be better and he would definitely see blood.
"How much?" Wu Sheng was prepared to pay for this flying sword. No matter how much the price was, he wanted all the hardware and ten gold. This was a real life-saving thing. How could he be reluctant to part with money?
"Mr. Wu is joking. I have always kept this Feihong Sword and will not sell it to anyone." Boss Ying shook his head.
Wu Sheng held the sword and refused to let go: "I really want...the shopkeeper's accommodation...how about ten gold?"
Mr. Ying laughed and said, "I won't sell this sword. Since Mr. Wu likes it, I will give it to him! He is a role model for me. It is my brother's honor to give him this sword!"
Ying Laoer nodded constantly: "Mr. Wu, keep it."
Just as he was talking, Wu Sheng finally saw the figure of Taoist Mai from a distance. He didn't dare to say anything anymore and just put his fingers in the storage.
While chatting, we counted "five thousand two hundred and eighty-six".
It is to observe the formation, and to accept gifts, while keeping the count unchanged. Don’t ask him how he does it. If you don’t have this ability, you have no talent for cultivation, and the door to cultivation will never be opened for you.
Taoist Mai was quick on his feet, but he was looking around, looking for Wu Sheng's figure. Wu Sheng was overjoyed - Taoist Mai knew his general direction, but he didn't know his precise position!
Immediately, he gave a solemn salute to Brother Ying: "Thank you very much! If something happens in the future, I will do my best to repay you generously!"
The two brothers said "dare not".
Taoist priest Mai came to the pavilion and stared at Wu Sheng with a gloomy expression.
Wu Sheng said hello: "I've met the Taoist."
Taoist Mai asked the Ying brothers: "What did he buy from your brothers?"
Brother Ying said, "I didn't buy anything."
Taoist Mai asked in a deep voice: "Seriously?"
The Ying brothers nodded together: "Seriously!"
Taoist Mai turned around and left Yingting, Wu Sheng followed him, and the two of them returned to Songzhu Yayuan one after another.
Taoist Mai first looked at Mrs. Sang who was still immersed in alchemy, then dragged Wu Sheng into the pine and bamboo forest, and said in a deep voice: "I told you not to go down the mountain, do you think what I said was a fart?"
Wu Sheng yelled at Qu: "I have been on the mountain for ten days, and I am really busy. I came down to buy some magic weapons and spiritual materials to study the method of alchemy. I have no other intention. I also went to Shibatai to ask for leave from you. You’re not here!”
Taoist Mai Yi looked at Wu Sheng steadily, and suddenly pointed out something. Wu Sheng suddenly felt sore and numb all over his body, and big beads of sweat dripped down like beads...
When Wu Sheng returned to Songzhu Yayuan, he was already soaked to the skin, his face was pale and his steps were unsteady.
Mrs. Sang sighed and said: "I told you not to let you go down the mountain, but you still insist on going, isn't that all? Today's alchemy failed... ugh..."
Wu Sheng ignored her, limped into the house, fell on the bed, and fell asleep on the spot.
He slept until three o'clock in the morning the next day. Wu Sheng got up weakly, drank water, and ate the medicinal porridge prepared by Mrs. Sang. He wanted to go back and continue to rest, but Mrs. Sang stopped him: "It's time to make elixirs!"
Wu Sheng shook his head: "I'll sleep a little longer."
Mrs. Sang's face changed: "Is it a waste to cook porridge for you? After you eat the porridge, you should work, otherwise you won't be able to make the Butian Pill. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"
Wu Sheng was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, let's make the pill."
Fortunately, it was Mrs. Sang who started refining the elixir, and all Wu Sheng had to do was give guidance. After two days, he gradually recovered.
Taoist Mai's punishment was serious, and Wu Sheng felt what torture was. But despite the palpitations, he also got the results he wanted.
