brother is right

Chapter 22
In the middle of the night, there is silence on Pingdingshan, and the light from two bright moons shines on the square.

In the main hall, a hole was slowly opened in the stone wall, and the golden light came out with a probe.

In the end, he still chose to come out.

The puddle of meat has long been smelly, and I couldn't figure out why.

Besides
He couldn't bear to eat the leftover medicinal materials every day to satisfy his hunger.

The alchemy furnace was blown up, and it was impossible to make a pill.

There was no sound in the middle of the night, which means that kid Song Yin should not be nearby, and he can come out.

It's just that when he just came out of the alchemy room, his gaze paused, and he saw that the dilapidated buildings in the main hall seemed to be replaced with new ones, the broken pillars were reinstalled, and the spider webs he had been looking at for ten years had long since disappeared. , the main hall is brand new except for the bust that is not complete.

Jin Guang looked outside and saw that the buildings on the square had also been completed, as if they had just been built, including the potholes in the square that were blown up when Song Yin first arrived.

Compared to before, this is now more like a real sect.

"master."

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

Jin Guang's body trembled, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, then his body relaxed, and his eyes turned arrogantly.

"It's Feixuan." He said lightly.

In the dark place, a figure appeared, wearing a brocade suit, with a fan hanging from his waist. He was handsome and handsome, but his eyes were faintly sinister. He looked like a person who often messes with women.

He walked up to Jin Guang, bowed his hands and said, "Master, you have finally come out."

"Um"

Jin Guang nodded slightly, then looked around again, hesitant to speak: "Then Song Yin fell asleep?"

"Brother, no, Song Yin is refining alchemy now."

Thinking of Song Yin, Zhang Feixuan's body trembled a little.

He was still suffering just now, not only was he suffering, but he also went to set up a pill fire for Song Yin when it was over.

"Alchemy? What kind of alchemy? He will be able to make alchemy so soon?"

It's only been a few days!
After taking his "Golden Immortal Great Alchemy", now he is good at alchemy?
Zhang Feixuan immediately fell to his knees and said with a mournful face: "Master, that Song Yin is not a person at all. In the name of human alchemy, he tortured us every day in a disguised form, and asked us to build buildings for mortals and teach them how to survive. Where did we do that?" This matter is really suffering every day and toiling every night."

Jin Guang sighed, "It's also because of your hardship. Before becoming a teacher, he was in retreat and studied the immeasurable blessings, which made him go crazy."

When Zhang Feixuan heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The words are better than the songs. I have never heard of those who need to retreat in the Qi Refining Realm, and there is no such thing as immeasurable blessings. The people in the Armored Sect probably stink, and they are still studying something.

only.
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips, and cried again: "Master, with Song Yin here, we don't want to attack ordinary people, why don't you teach me the human pill method, and I will flee down the mountain to collect materials for you and refine the human pill. "

As soon as these words came out, Jin Guang's eyes narrowed, and he took a deep look at Zhang Feixuan.

The latter was not afraid, raised his head, and said: "Master, this disciple is sincere. Song Yin is not on the same path as us. Senior brother is dead, and you need someone to do things by your side. As the second disciple, I need to do this matter." It should be."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

One was standing and the other was kneeling, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes. There was a dangerous light in the golden eyes, but Zhang Feixuan was not afraid at all, and just looked at him like this.

"Apprentice."

Jin Guang's eyes softened, revealing a strange smile: "What are you talking about? Can't you go down the mountain by yourself as a teacher?"

Zhang Feixuan also laughed: "Master, you are joking. After all, I have followed Master for a long time, and I know some things. Besides, the human alchemy method is the highest true method of the Golden Immortal Sect. Who doesn't want to learn it."

"You're honest, anyway."

There was an inexplicable light in Jin Guang's eyes: "You're right, the appearance of Song Yin was a teacher's mistake. It's really hard to do things with him, so"

He flipped his palm, and a two-finger-sized pill appeared in his palm. The pill was crystal clear, but there was a touch of green in the depth of the brilliance.

"Resentful poison pill, I used corpse poison and resentful soul in the early years to refine it, and the remains of a big monster. You find a way to eat this pill for Song Yin."

Song Yin is not dead, he really has no way to refine living people, especially since he is about to establish a foundation, it is too late to start a new stove.

And
Jin Guang glanced at the square outside the hall, where the disciples live in the side hall.
"When Song Yin dies, you will be my eldest disciple. I will teach you the alchemy method. From now on, we, master and apprentice, will become true immortals together."

"This"

Zhang Feixuan looked at the pill in his hand, but didn't dare to take it.

"Huh? Disciple has concerns? You don't listen to what I say as a teacher?" Dangerous light flashed in Jin Guang's eyes.

"Yes! Master."

Zhang Feixuan cupped his hands, let Jin Guang put the pill in his hand, then knelt down and kowtowed, firmly said: "I will solve master's worries and problems."

"Well, good disciple, then continue to retreat as a teacher, and wait for your good news." Jin Guang said with a smile.

"Thank you master for cultivation!"

Zhang Feixuan kowtowed and remained still.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Jin Guang to leave, so he raised his head again and looked at him suspiciously.

"That. Feixuan."

Jin Guang twitched the corner of his mouth at this time, "Do you have any food on your body? You have retreated for the master for a few days, and you are a little hungry."

After a long time, you came out because you were hungry, right?
Zhang Feixuan blinked, and took out a pill from his body, "Master, this is the wild vegetable pill refined by Song Yin, which can satisfy people's hunger."

Jin Guang picked up the pill, entered the pill room without looking back, and sealed the wall.

It wasn't until there was no more sound from the wall that Zhang Feixuan got up expressionlessly and sneered: "Old fox."

He didn't let others give it to him, but let him give it to him, because he was afraid that Song Yin would be suspicious.

But it is also clear.
"It seems that you are not his opponent, master."

Zhang Feixuan walked out of the hall, looked out at the moonlight, and squeezed the elixir in his hand with complicated eyes.

The quality of this elixir must be a poisonous elixir that kills if swallowed, Jin Guang will not lie about this point.

just
The side hall was quiet, and the fellow disciples seemed to be tired and sleeping deeply.

As for those mortals, some seemed to be awake, and some people could still hear their laughter.

In the side hall where Song Yin was, there was faint green smoke, as if he was working hard to make alchemy and prepare for tomorrow's meal.
Tranquil, peaceful.
His eyes were a little hazy, staring at the moonlight in a daze.

It's different, whether it's the days when he was a mortal or the days when he practiced Taoism, it's different from now.

It is not the kind of mortal who needs to be enshrined by every family, nor is it that after he enters the Golden Immortal Gate, he is intriguing, bloodthirsty and murderous, and he is afraid that he will be killed by others one day.
How can a mortal and a cultivator live together?

How could a cultivator protect mortals like Song Yin did.

But now.
Thinking of all the things Song Yin had done, such unheard-of and unseen scenes, he was a little confused.

"Is a fairy made by a mortal?"

if before
Zhang Feixuan opened his eyes, clenched the pill in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "It's too late! Only the human pill method can relieve my worries!"

(End of this chapter)