Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 811 Melted

The way Wang Guocai fell to the ground suddenly, foaming at the mouth, shocked Lin Fan.

Wang Guocai is a zombie at any rate, which can give Huang Xiaowu the medicine of immortality.

If he ate it by himself, he might just kick his legs and die suddenly.

He hurried to Wang Guocai's side and checked his body with magic power, but luckily Wang Guocai just passed out.

To be able to poison him to such a state is already regarded as Huang Xiaowu's bull, and it seems impossible to really poison the zombies to death.

"Third Uncle, are you okay?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang Xiaowu couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and shrunk his neck. He frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Could it be that it happened somewhere?" Something went wrong? It shouldn't be."

As Huang Xiaowu said, he took out another pill in his hand.

After all, he worked so hard to refine it, and he still kept one for himself.

Huang Xiaowu hesitated for a moment, then took another look at Wang Guocai's miserable condition, he just didn't dare to stuff the 'Pill of Immortality' he made into his mouth.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Lin Fan said, "He can wait for two days."

Afterwards, Lin Fan said to Huang Xiaowu: "It's you, why are you still standing there, quickly find someone to carry this alchemy furnace back to your master, and also, don't eat that thing in your hand, and don't kill anyone later. "

"Okay." Huang Xiaowu nodded helplessly.

Watching Huang Xiaowu turn and leave.

Lin Fan carried the kingdom on his back before entering the house to rest. There are quite a few rooms in this yard, and Lin Fan randomly picked one for the kingdom to live in.

After Lin Fan threw Wang Guocai on the bed, Wang Guocai's condition improved a lot.

With lingering fear in his heart, he said to Lin Fan: "Brother, you apprentice, you have something. It's a pity that he doesn't practice poison."

Seeing Wang Guocai's weak appearance, Lin Fan gave him a blank look: "Take a good rest."

Soon, Huang Xiaowu contacted Rong Yunhe and asked him to send someone to carry away the alchemy furnace.

Unexpectedly, for such a trivial matter, Rong Yunhe brought someone here in person, and Rong Yunhe asked Huang Xiaowu to help carry the things away.

Then he asked, and went directly to the room where Lin Fan and Wang Guocai were staying.

Seeing that Rong Yunhe came here in person, Lin Fan was a little surprised, and asked with a smile: "Master, you have a lot of time to spare, so why don't you come here?"

Rong Yunhe sat next to Lin Fan and asked, "I said you're doing well, why don't you let Xiaowu make alchemy?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed to Wang Guocai who was lying on the bed: "Master, take a look, the third child just arrived, he ate the elixir of immortality given by my apprentice, and fell down directly. "

When Rong Yunhe heard it, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Back then when he heard that Huang Xiaowu was going to make alchemy, why did he throw that alchemy furnace to him to mess around?

You know, that alchemy furnace is not an ordinary thing, but the founder of the Cangjian Sect, and it has always been offered as a treasure.

Didn't he just hope that Huang Xiaowu would just stay on this mountain and practice alchemy without messing around all day long?

Of course, Rong Yunhe had actually read Huang Xiaowu's book specifically, as well as these materials, and according to these materials to make alchemy, at least it would not kill anyone, so he was so relieved.

But the kingdom is such a good example before him.

"Cough cough." Rong Yunhe coughed and sighed: "Hey, anyway, your apprentice, watch closely."

"As for it." Lin Fan said with a smile: "If you can make a fuss, can I still make a fuss? Don't worry..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a loud bang from the direction of the gate of the house.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan was surprised.

"Okay." Rong Yunhe stood up nervously: "That kid Huang Xiaowu must have caused trouble again."

Wang Guo was just lying on the bed, and had already fallen asleep.

Lin Fan and Rong Yunhe hurried out of the house.

Outside the gate of the house, a group of subordinates brought by Rong Yunhe and Huang Xiaowu stood there staring wide-eyed.

"What happened to the loud noise just now?" Rong Yunhe put his hands behind his back and put on the airs of the head of the sect.

The men he brought subconsciously looked at Huang Xiaowu.

Huang Xiaowu looked at Rong Yunhe with some embarrassment: "Master, something happened."

"Small situation?" Rong Yunhe looked in disbelief, then looked around at them and asked, "Where is the alchemy furnace passed down by the patriarch?"

Afterwards, Rong Yunhe's face changed: "The alchemy furnace passed down by the patriarch will not be in trouble, right?"

he asked nervously.

Huang Xiaowu hastily explained: "It's nothing."

Rong Yunhe's expression relaxed a bit.

Huang Xiaowu went on to say: "Just now when several of us were carrying the alchemy furnace, I lost my footing and the alchemy furnace fell to the ground."

"It doesn't matter if it falls on the ground, but when a gust of wind blows by, the alchemy furnace will be rounded, and it will roll down from there." Huang Xiaowu pointed in the direction of the cliff.

The mountain is extremely steep and straight, linked by suspension bridges.

When Rong Yunhe heard it, his whole body trembled, and he hurried to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

How could one see traces of the alchemy furnace under this ten thousand zhang cliff.

The alchemy furnace left by the patriarch! ! !

Although alchemy is not popular now, it is something left by the ancestors.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Rong Yunhe took a few deep breaths. Lin Fan was a little embarrassed, and walked slowly to Rong Yunhe's side, and said, "Master, are you okay?"

"I can't die." Rong Yunhe covered his heart with one hand, and pointed at Lin Fan: "You tortured me before, and now you accept an apprentice like this. I owed you money in my previous life, right?"

"Don't say that." Lin Fan hurriedly persuaded: "Master, you want to open something..."

"That's right, master, you want to open it up." Of course Huang Xiaowu also knew that he had made a mistake.

This can be regarded as one of Huang Xiaowu's few advantages. After making a mistake, he has a positive attitude towards admitting it.

He laughed and said, "That alchemy furnace is rarely used anyway..."

"That's something passed down from our ancestors after all." The corners of Rong Yunhe's mouth twitched.

Huang Xiaowu walked to the edge of the cliff, carefully glanced at the abyss below, and then said: "This, left by the ancestors, is a commemorative significance anyway, not in the form, but to see if you have the heart. Pick up the stove and continue offering, the ancestors can understand us."

Rong Yunhe's face was dark: "You mean, let's go pick up a pile of broken copper and iron and bring it back as an offering?"

Huang Xiaowu thought for a while, and felt that what the master said made sense, nodded and said: "Then we will melt the broken iron in the alchemy furnace, and make a big bronze statue for you, master."

Lin Fan was dumbfounded, and became speechless, what the hell, his apprentice's brain circuit is also gone.

Not to mention destroying the things handed down by the ancestors, it is still considered that the destruction is not thorough enough, and it has to be melted down.

(End of this chapter)