Ling Yun was already not surprised by Xiao Qingshui's hopping, but it actually opened the eyes of the young sect disciples. "Master, why can't you see that girl? I don't know if she has eaten well?"
"She hasn't touched her yet, why are you in a hurry! Don't worry, don't rush." He said that he was not in a hurry and pinched Ling Yun's arm. He had been waiting for too long.
Everyone in the sect was curious about the great ability of this master whom they had never met before, so that the mighty alchemy sect had vacated the position of master for her for thousands of years.
Qian Chen, who had always been aloof, was also staring at the beam of light, for fear of missing her face.
Just after hearing the sound of "Oops!", a woman wearing too thin clothing appeared in the beam of light. Her skin was like jade and her beautiful eyes were blue. She bared her broken teeth and yelled viciously: "Old man, how dare you resist me!"
"Hahaha...it's done! Chengchengcheng is so elegant! What are you wearing, girl?"
"Don't look!"
After being scolded by their master, all the disciples in the sect lowered their heads, their cheeks burning with shame.
"Girl, call the master and come and listen!"
"No! You bad old man used illusion magic to tie the book in the thorn grass. Look! My hand was pricked and pricked." She raised her hand, arrogant like a spoiled daughter to her father.
"Ouch! My good disciple's hands are bleeding." Seeing that her hands were bleeding, Xiao Qingshui immediately turned to Ling Yun beside him and scolded: "How can you use thorn grass? Look at Xiaoyou'er. His hand was pricked."
Hearing this, Ling Yun opened his mouth and swallowed, silently taking the blame, "It's senior brother's fault. Junior sister, just ask if you want to eat anything. Senior brother will cook it himself." If Ling Yun's cooking skills weren't outstanding, a sect's Menghulu wouldn't be able to eat it. Wuyou was suffocated.
"That's what you said, but we'll eat later. I'm in urgent need of a high-grade soul-restoring pill and a medium-grade soothing pill, plus three high-grade beauty-preserving pills and a thousand low-grade marrow-cleansing pills."
"Okay, okay, as many as you want, but it will take some time to get a thousand marrow cleansing pills together, at least two months." Ling Yun did not consider at all how much trouble would be caused by stopping the supply of pills to other sects for two months. All he knew was that the little troublemaker who clamored for delicious food every day was now in real trouble.
"I know. Give me the Resurrection Pill and the Soul-Calming Pill first. I need them urgently."
Feeling that his apprentice and Wuyou were talking too much, Xiao Qingshui pushed Ling Yun aside in dissatisfaction, "You have all the Dao Pharmacopoeia in your hands. You can make whatever you want. Girl, when are you coming back?"
"There is no spiritual energy or elixir here. You can't find the Gate of Time and Space. You will go back when you find us. Why haven't you become an immortal yet? Are you afraid that I will cause trouble in the future and bring you down?" She knew that this old man was waiting. She goes back.
"Hahahahahahaha I'm not afraid! Just wait a moment." Xiao Qingshui took the two small medicine bottles handed over by his disciple and threw them directly into the beam belt. Qian Chen raised his eyes slightly, and on the screen, the woman just caught it, opened a lid and smelled it.
"This must be Ling Yun's medicine, it has an inexplicable fragrance." Seeing her open another one, Qian Chen nervously clenched the square jade pendant around his waist, "Huh? Who made this? There is still a hint of sweetness, like Zong The sweet lotus root in the inner apse is pretty good."
"You girl's nose is still so sharp. Qian Chen is your senior brother's apprentice. He always likes to add a penny of sweet lotus seeds to the elixirs, so they all have a sweet taste."
"Well, the taste will be better this way. Tell that boy to leave some sweet lotus roots for me, and don't make all the medicine." She put away the elixir and smiled at the beam of light: "I'm going to do my work first, master, and become an immortal as soon as possible. ." After saying that, he left the screen.
"What did she call me?" He couldn't believe his ears and asked Ling Yun beside him blankly.
"Master, that girl recognizes you." This girl has a conscience, but forget about her master's worries.
"Hahaha... I'll inform you that everyone in the Yao Wang Sect must at least reach the Spiritual Martial Realm within two years." Alchemists who can enter the Yao Wang Sect must have dual spiritual roots, except for Wuyou, who is not attuned. He is a loser, but he is not completely useless...
Dual cultivation of spirit and body: spirit human realm < spirit earth realm < spirit martial realm < spirit profound realm < spirit respect realm < spirit fairy realm < spirit god realm.
"Master, we are alchemists, why do we still need to practice martial arts?" The elixirs of alchemists are mostly divided into two categories, healing and poisonous poison. Most of the major sects cannot improve their cultivation without elixirs, so there is no way to improve them so far. Anyone dares to really provoke Yaowang Sect.
Of course, except for the Weapon Refining Sect, which is on an equal footing with the Yaowang Sect, it is nothing more than a grudge match between two old naughty boys.
However, alchemists spend most of their lives focusing on the improvement of elixirs, that is, spiritual cultivation, which can easily create the illusion that alchemists will only run away when in danger. In fact, alchemists are the group that is easiest to cultivate their bodies. Apart from alchemy cultivation, they can also use martial arts. Repairs are carried out at the same time.
"That girl is coming back. I can no longer just watch her get into trouble without giving her the skills to deal with the aftermath." If he had, it was because he was unable to fight against the powerful one. When she needed it most, he closed the sect and forced her to She practiced magic skills like the Nine Demon Art, which was his biggest guilt and regret in the past 10,000 years.
"Disciple, please obey Master's decree."
Seeing that familiar figure appear on the screen again, Xiao Qingshui frowned again, "You brat, where's the Qinglingwan silk bag?"
"We are trapped here, and You'er's sense of taste has also disappeared." Hearing the man's voice, everyone raised their heads. The young man in the picture is the master's husband. It turns out that this is really the case in this world. Stunning appearance exists.
As soon as I heard that my disciple was in trouble, "What did you say? I'll go over and have a look." Then he jumped into the beam, "Master! You can't..."
It suddenly turned into a mess.
"Master, you must not do this...Master, please think twice..." Everyone hurriedly hugged their feet and hands before they could trap him.
"Old man, there is no spiritual energy here. You are tens of thousands of years old, could you please stop being so naive?"
"Who are you calling naive, you brat! Believe it or not, I will crawl over and beat you to death!"
"Old man, how do you collect the Qinglingwansi bag? There are dead bodies everywhere here, and the girl is not in good health. We must leave here."
"You brat, big or small, didn't you hear little You'er call me master? Call me master!"
My daughter-in-law already recognized it, so it would be too pretentious for him to carry it on. Zuo Yang had no choice but to accept his fate and touch his nose, then stood up straight and saluted with both hands: "Master, please teach me!"
"Well... that's pretty much it. You just need to find the Shukou Beads, one Sun Spirit Bead and one Moon Spirit Bead. Calculating the time, they should have developed spiritual consciousness. Brat, what happened to Xiao You'er's body? What's happening?"
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
