Hu Qing originally thought that such a large pot of concoction could drown dozens of people at once, and it would not be enough to burn it for a day and a night. Unexpectedly, Zhong Heng smelled the smell and turned on the fire to bake. The power of the spiritual fire cannot be overshadowed. After a while of roasting, the soup and medicine in the cauldron concentrated into a large suspended ball. After being cut and kneaded by Zhong Heng, it turned into a pile of round pills.
Deep red, translucent, and fragrant.
Hu Qing took a deep breath and felt elated. Is this poison?
So, who’s going to try the drug next?
Could Shuangyang Sect be short of people to test the medicine? There are too many people locked up in several places that are not accessible to ordinary people. If it weren't for the fact that this pill was poisonous, there would be disciples rushing to come when the task of testing the medicine was released.
Zhong Heng: "Tang Er, come with me to test the medicine."
Hu Qing raised his hand: "I'll go too."
The winner had not yet been decided outside, but when they saw the three people coming out, the onlookers gathered around and said, "Done?"
"It's done."
Zhong Heng took out a few pills and floated them on his palm for everyone to see.
"This elixir smells really good. The color is also pure and transparent, and it doesn't look like a poisonous elixir at all."
"The Bone Corrosion Pill is white, but the deep red color shows that it has different effects. Let's go and test the medicine."
Hula la, they're all gone, regardless of the two still hanging in the sky.
Seeing this, Mu Duansheng put away the various musical instruments around him: "I won't play anymore, it's boring."
The other party didn't insist, and the two of them followed.
Hu Qing followed Zhong Heng all the way, and became more and more surprised as he walked: "Master, why are you here at the Law Hall?"
Zhong Heng looked back and said: "There are so many of us, we can't all go to the prison. Moreover, the prison is strictly controlled, so not everyone can enter casually."
Hu Qing nodded, thinking of something curious: "Weren't some of the clan leaders also there that day? Then they left?"
"How can you stay at our house if you don't leave? They are so busy." Zhong Heng said with a funny voice: "You still want to steal it from me. Everyone tried it, but Yin Wang Ding didn't recognize anyone. If they don't give in, they have to leave. "
He said to her: "Yin Wang Ding is arrogant and does not recognize his master at all. I can use it, but I can only force it to accept it."
Hu Qing was surprised: "A weapon, how can you be so proud? If you don't recognize the Lord, why should I refine it? Otherwise, I will refine it again."
"No, no, no, no." Zhong Heng hurriedly stopped him, "It is born with spirituality, and it was arranged by God by chance. Being so unruly is just waiting for the destined person in the future. Don't mess with the destiny."
"Destiny?" Hu Qing sneered, "I don't care who it recognizes in the future. Now that it is out of my hands, the Shuangyang Sect is raising it. If you don't work hard - don't you believe that I can reshape it?"
Zhong Heng was helpless: "Look at your irritable temper, no wonder Yin Wang Ding is like that, I must have learned from you."
Hu Qingcai refused to admit it: "I knocked on it with all my heart, and I blocked most of the thunder disasters for it. If it has a heart, it should be obedient."
Zhong Heng glanced at her: "You seem to be well behaved, but you make a lot of trouble when you should and shouldn't."
One sentence blocked Hu Qing's mouth.
Tang Er snickered.
When they arrived at Lutang, the people from Lutang met all the elders and then winked at Hu Qing.
Hu chuckled: "Hello, senior brothers. Is my senior brother Han still in retreat?"
Everyone called out to junior sister: "You haven't come out yet, don't be in a hurry. Junior sister, if you have nothing to do, come and sit in our law hall. Just check in for senior brother Han."
Hu Qing chuckled and thought to himself, if I don't come, I will be beaten by Han Li if I am not careful.
Zhong Heng asked them for the unforgivable prisoners: "Get a few more. We'll go down, or you can get them up."
They can't decide on this kind of thing, so they need to ask the master of the law hall for instructions.
The master of Lutang was a big man with one eye and one arm. When he walked out from the back, he was covered in blood and evil, which seemed to envelope the whole room. With a cold and ruthless look, Hu Qing immediately hid behind Zhong Heng.
She couldn't beat this person.
Nonsense, which of the elders here can you defeat? It’s just that everyone talks nicely to you.
The master of Lutang Hall is called Fan Lao, and even his name has a chilly feel to it.
"Zhong Heng, you're blocking me." Fan said without blinking as he stared at Zhong Heng.
Zhong Heng smiled and said: "I was standing here before you came in. If you have the ability, you can walk around me."
We are both the boss of the department. Who is afraid of you, the reincarnation of Yama? I am the reincarnation of the God of Medicine.
Therefore, the martial arts sect is good at this, and any dissatisfaction is taken for granted. No need to guess.
Fan Lao stared at Zhong Heng's face, and Zhong Heng also stared at his face.
There was a moment of stalemate.
Everyone in the room has long been used to it, but Fan Lao's aura is too fierce and they don't dare to smile.
It was so painful for Tang Er. After all, he is new here and has not yet trampled on the territory of Shuangyang Sect. He suddenly encountered this evil star and really couldn't handle his aura.
Fortunately, the person next to him was considerate. When he saw him falling backward, he asked him to stand behind him and help him block it.
The two were still competing invisibly, and Mu Duansheng was already impatient. If it weren't for Kan Yin Wang Ding, he would have taken Hu Qing to class long ago. These old things are all wasting his time.
So I took out a pair of broken cymbals, facing each other, and hit them hard and then in succession. Suddenly, a series of broken and harsh noises pierced everyone's eardrums and brains, and everyone wanted to cover their ears and run away.
As soon as his aura was broken, Fan Lao swung his hand and struck Mu Duansheng fiercely with a long, flat stick.
Mu Duansheng did not fight, instead he threw the pair of broken cymbals and stepped aside.
The people next to him also moved out of the way.
There was an unpleasant cracking sound, and the two broken cymbals shattered into powder and scattered. Fan Lao put away his stick and looked at Hu Qing behind Zhong Heng with a heavy look, who stuck his head out to see what was going on.
Hu Qing was locked instantly, feeling as if his body had been filled with lead water, and he was too frozen to move.
It's over, let alone being coquettish and good, she can't even be bad or ugly.
Masters, please save me——
It's a pity that none of the many masters present saved her.
Mu Duansheng said with disgust, "What are you looking at? You think everyone cares about you."
Hu Qing was confused for a moment, master, are you scolding me? I'm not worthy of anyone's attention. Please take me away quickly.
Fan Lao smiled slightly, adding a hint of terror to his originally cold face: "Let me see what kind of person you all dote on."
Hu Qing: I really had a conflict with Lutang!
Fan Lao walked over, raised and lowered his hand, and put it on Zhong Heng's shoulder. Zhong Heng tried his best but could not change his fate of being pushed aside by Fan Lao.
Angry: "You reckless man!"
Fan Lao: "Your cultivation has retreated again."
A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and Zhong Heng wanted to spit him out.
Hu Qing faced Fan Lao directly, feeling dangerous as she ascended like an elevator. The invisible pressure forced her to look directly at Fan Lao, her eyes meeting his one eye.
In fact, what she wanted to see was his other eye. Although she felt dangerous, her intuition and her curiosity distracted her for a moment: the eyepatch Fan Lao used to cover the other eye didn't seem to be that simple.
Fan Lao's face was as cold as iron, but he was slightly surprised in his heart: He deliberately oppressed her. At this time, she should be fully resisting and on guard. How could she still think of looking at his blindfold? This female disciple is not attentive enough.
Hu Qing was forced to look into one of Fan Lao's eyes. The color of that eye was slightly lighter, and against the backdrop of a few fine lines at the end of the eye, it looked particularly ruthless and indifferent.
Doesn’t this person have feelings?
How can it be.
Hu Qing shook his head in his heart, how can a ruthless person understand the law? Heartless people have no need of law and law. Because laws and laws are meant to restrict emotions and all desires - this is what she believed.
Huh? If you put it this way - does heaven and earth make rules because of the great love of heaven to protect all living beings?
Silk cloth: I'm going to die for thinking wildly at this time!
