Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 633 The Counterfeit Pill Stove Is Even Uglier
Needless to say, Mo Yaochou must have been greatly inspired after seeing her Divine Crane Needle last time, and secretly searched for someone to imitate the Divine Pill Furnace Needle.

But what exactly was he thinking? Did he think that he could learn the Crane Needle by imitating an ugly pill stove that shook the world and weeping ghosts and gods?
Please, her pill furnace is so ugly, it's completely due to the innate ugly attribute of the mouth cannon fairy cauldron, and it has nothing to do with the crane or needle, okay?

Although I don't know what Mo Yaochou was thinking and why he wanted to imitate such a pill furnace, but for Lu Qingli, this is definitely not a bad thing.At least she won't be as ashamed as before when she takes out the alchemy stove later, won't she?

The only thing that puzzled Lu Qingli was: why does Mo Yaochou's imitation pill stove have no legs?She remembered very clearly that her pill furnace still had legs at that time.

"Doctor Qi, did you take it by mistake? It looks like a stew pot, right?" Yin Fengcheng stared at the alchemy stove in a daze for a while, then asked Qi Zhengtang suspiciously.

"Doctor Qi, are you hungry? I'll order my disciples to prepare dinner right now. The head of the sect has not recovered from his serious injury, so it is not suitable to cook meat here. If you are good at this, we will wait until the master of the sect recovers from his injury. Let's wash with you." Elder Gu also said implicitly.

"Puchi!" Although Jiang Yiyang's life was hanging by a thread, and the bedroom was full of gloomy clouds and mist, it was definitely not suitable for laughing in this kind of occasion, but Jiang Ziyun couldn't help laughing out loud.

But realizing something was wrong, he quickly covered his mouth.

In fact, let alone Jiang Ziyun, on such a sad and dignified occasion, seeing such a highly respected fairy doctor come out with such a pot of stewed meat, even Lu Qingli couldn't help laughing.

It's just that Lu Qingli couldn't laugh when she thought that this pot of stew was imitated by someone else based on her alchemy furnace, and that such shameful situations had happened to her in the past.

"It's nonsense! What kind of pot of stewed meat? This is the magical needle made by the old man!" Hearing Yin Fengcheng and Elder Gu's question, Qi Zhengtang was startled for a moment, then said with disdain as he flicked his sleeves.

It’s really a magic needle in the furnace. Look at the pot of stewed meat and the pair of appetizing chopsticks stuck on the side. Elder Gu and the others are secretly ashamed, feeling deeply sorry for their narrow vision. ashamed.

Wait, Doctor He has been talking about the magic needle of the pill furnace, but they have seen the magic needle. Where is the magic needle?
"Doctor Qi, please forgive me for my poor eyesight, I only see the pill furnace, why didn't I see the magic needle?" Elder Gu asked in confusion.

"That's it?" Qi Zhengtang took out a pair of chopsticks casually, and habitually opened the lid of the pot to pick up a few chopsticks from the meat jar. After thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, so he quickly put one back and pinched it with three fingers. Holding a chopstick, Ling Kongxu tapped it a few times in a fairy-tale manner.

It turns out that these are not chopsticks, but golden needles for crossing acupuncture points.Elder Gu and the others felt even more ashamed.

But I don't know why, but I couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva while being ashamed.

"Doctor Qi, if I remember correctly, isn't the alchemy golden needle you used the ancestral five-element purple-gold furnace and six-door calming needle? Why did you ask someone else to refine it?" Yin Fengcheng asked curiously.

Elder Gu and the others pricked up their ears, of course they were equally curious.

However, Lu Qingli noticed that Elder Gu and the others were just purely curious, but Yin Fengcheng's eyes showed a little more worry and anxiety.

In the past, Jiang Yiyang had no cure and could only wait for death, and he was never anxious. Now that Qi Zhengtang took out the specially made pill furnace needle, his confidence also exploded, and he became worried instead.

In the world, is there such a friendship between life and death?Lu Qingli sneered secretly.

(End of this chapter)