Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 693

The four of them strolled around the square to watch the excitement, and Yan Jingchu's people were also paying attention to their choices. The four people's choices were related to the whereabouts of the pharmacist apprentice, so they were naturally more concerned.

They have tried the medicine of Miss Sang Yue and found that she has good talent and can be cultivated.

But if she left with her four friends, there was no need to consider training. Therefore, knowing that the four people were just looking around and didn't even test their spiritual roots, it was obvious that they didn't find a sect they liked.

After hearing this, Zhuang Zimo laughed and went to the square to "accidentally" meet a few people.

It happened that the four of them were so busy watching that they forgot to have lunch. When they met, they simply went to a nearby restaurant to drink tea. During the chat, Zhuang Zimo casually asked Miss Sang Yue why she didn't come out to see the world and what she was busy with recently.

"Making drugs," said Lu Qingzi, who was considered naive by outsiders. "I don't know why she suddenly wanted to make drugs. This is her weakness. She has no experience at all..."

Not only her, everyone was worried that Asan would get poisoned while researching the poison.

"Yes, I also think that making medicine is what she is good at," Tang Xingzhu agreed. "Although making poison can also protect oneself, it is too dangerous. She has never made it in the countryside before. Today, the Dan Sect is recruiting disciples, and I wanted to ask her to come and take a look.

As a result, she wanted to explore on her own and didn’t want to bear the pressure from the sect.”

"She is right," Zhuang Zimo agreed after hearing this. "I have a cousin who is an alchemist. He is practicing in the Alchemy Sect in Wuhai City..."

Like any other little genius, he started learning the art of alchemy from the master's side as soon as he entered the sect.

The higher the talent, the more difficult the training will be. At first, I was very interested. As a genius, I like to study and do exercises. As I grew up, I went down the mountain to practice more and more, and gradually I had distracting thoughts.

Not every genius can remain smart from childhood to old age. There are many people in this world who become famous at a young age, but become mediocre when they grow up.

As he grew up, his cousin began to feel the weight of the pressure on his shoulders.

In order to train him to be a talent, the sect, family and parents all worked together to support him. After he grew up, it was his turn to repay these elders who had given everything for him. He was under even greater pressure when he could not make a breakthrough in the art of alchemy.

However, joining a sect that suits you has more advantages than disadvantages.

At least his cousin was already a master at a young age, and was also a well-known alchemist in the entire Xingsui Continent. He was respected everywhere, and there were shops and alchemy buildings selling his elixirs in almost every place.

Now that he has become a master, he can make pills when he wants and go into seclusion when he wants.

Whether in seclusion or on a long journey, he only needs to inform his sect and elders. For the various elixir and poison recipes that Miss Sang Yue wanted, Zhuang Zimo could bypass the patrol camp or even the high-level officials of Yancheng and ask his cousin for them.

If I ask the pharmacist in my city for the prescription, it will attract their attention, and I will also worry that they will tamper with the prescription.

After much thought, it is safer to shamelessly ask for money from relatives and friends who have no conflict of interest.

"Zhuangtou'er," Tang Xingzhu called him using the nickname used in the office, "your cousin is so powerful, why doesn't he make an appointment directly with his clan leader to buy the elixir?"

She had inquired about it. The social etiquette here is not much different from that on Earth. They all value having someone in the court to get things done. This is his cousin. Maybe he can get a relative or friend price. After all, the patrol camp can only get a limited amount of elixirs.

When Yan Jingchu's guards needed high-quality elixirs, they usually had to buy them outside. If they wanted to buy them inside Yancheng, they would always be preempted by others and it would not be their turn.

"Ah, who am I in front of him? How can I be qualified to have a relationship with him?" Zhuang Zimo sighed with a smile, "I just asked my uncle and aunt for it."

My uncle and aunt are very kind to their relatives and never refuse to help when they can.

It would hurt the relationship if they asked their cousin to buy pills for them for a long time, but it was okay to ask for some prescriptions that his cousin used in his childhood. It was a one-time thing. Miss Sang Yue had just arrived in the spirit world and was at the entry level in the art of alchemy, which was enough.

"Thank you so much." Several people thanked him gratefully. In their hearts, Ah Sang sighed. She didn't want to owe anyone a favor, but sometimes it was really hard to refuse a favor. She was going to refine poison. Not to mention learning it by herself, even if there was a master to guide her, she would still be worried that she would be poisoned by accident.

Being able to have the notes of a great master as a reference is worth the favor.

……

As expected, Sang Yue was looking forward to learning that Zhuang Zimo would ask for the alchemy master's handwritten notes for her. But she would not hold too high expectations, because some words might be just casual remarks and forgotten as soon as they turned around.

Just be happy for the moment. Worrying about the promises made by others for a long time will affect your mood. Once you find out that they are just empty words, you will inevitably feel resentful.

Rather than suffering from it, it is better to just listen...

The night in late spring was exceptionally refreshing, with a light breeze bringing a hint of chill. Sang Yue, who had failed to develop an antidote once again, came out to take a breath and unexpectedly saw Tu Qingyun sitting alone on the roof drinking.

The aroma of the wine was faint and familiar, it was the unique fragrance of purple heart lotus.

"Why, do you regret not going to the Wanjian Sect?" She tiptoed and easily jumped onto the roof and sat down. "Given their run-down and miserable appearance, I don't think they would refuse you if you went there now."

"No," Tu Qingyun smiled. Although he was surprised that she would come out in the middle of the night, he still turned his palm and handed her a new jade cup, "Drink something? You brewed the wine."

Sang Yue happily took it and took a sip.

She likes strong liquor, so she won't brew pure sweet liquor. It has a light floral scent, which makes people appreciate it more and more.

"I can see that you are very satisfied with your current life." Tu Qingyun glanced at her and said, "This is the life you have been living since Earth came to Xingyun Island. Aren't you tired of it?"

"Are you tired of it?" Sang Yue asked instead of answering.

"A little bit." He always felt that he should try out the life in a sect, "but the Wanjian Sect is not suitable..."

A sect that will bring hatred to relatives and friends is not suitable no matter how challenging it is.

"Then go ahead and don't worry about anything else." Sang Yue thought for a moment, "At most I promise you that I will take care of them."

"They have hands and feet, why do they need you to take care of them?" Tu Qingyun lowered his eyes and stared at the jade cup in his hand, turning it gently, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you should also be a member of the sect..."

This feeling already exists on Earth.

Seeing her trapped in the bond of kinship, he had always hoped that she would go with him and return to where she should go. Now that she had come to Xingyun Continent, she would rather live the same wild life day after day than go to the sect.

"Why do you have this intuition?" Sang Yue frowned, decisively put down the jade cup, summoned the crystal ball and began to divine, "Did we have a relationship in our previous life? It's useless to tell me in advance if we did. I like to be free."

After saying that, he tried to trace back his and Tu Qingyun’s past lives.

Tu Qingyun didn't take her words to heart. He still looked at the clear night sky and said absentmindedly:

"This should be... a monk's intuition."

He didn't really care whether it was her past life or not, he just felt it was a pity that she didn't join the sect.

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