Chapter 842 Qinghu
Xuanxu Temple.

"Why are you back so late..."

A calm voice came leisurely, Xuanji Taoist's heart trembled, and then he said respectfully.

"Master, I was out giving away porridge and medical services today when I happened to see someone with an extraordinary demeanor. I felt the urge to make friends, so I struck up a conversation with him. He later invited me to my home, and we had such a great time chatting that I forgot the time..."

In the hall was a Taoist priest with a handsome face who looked like a teenager. He looked to be no more than sixteen years old, but there was a hint of vicissitudes in his eyes.

He is the abbot of Xuanxu Temple, the master of all the Taoists with the surname Xuan, Qinghu!

He is extremely talented and practices diligently. He is a formal disciple of Xuantian Taoist Sect. He broke into the innate realm at an early age and was able to maintain his youthful appearance.

If it weren't for a disaster that damaged his Yang Spirit and prevented him from making any progress in his cultivation, he would not have ended up wandering outside.

To be honest, the Taoist Feiyun was not worth his second glance back then. Now Feiyun is in seclusion trying to gain supernatural powers, while he is still trapped in the quagmire and unable to be free.

Such ups and downs in life have caused the mind of this once-prodigy to become distorted and his temperament has become more eccentric.

Therefore, all the disciples in Xuanxu Temple were very afraid of this person, and Taoist Xuanji was no exception.

When he saw Qinghu asking, he explained it in detail.

Then Qinghu sneered and clapped his hands.

But then the monk Mingwu came out from the side. Seeing this mystery, he was furious, but he didn't dare to show any anger on his face.

"Xuan Chen, you tell me..."

It turns out that this monk who calls himself Mingwu is actually a disciple of Qinghu Taoist, and he and Xuanji are brothers in the same sect.

"Yes, master..."

Xuan Chen bowed slightly, then repeated it from his perspective.

Qinghu then nodded.

"You've been honest. In a few days, if you introduce Xuanyou to him, I'll also remember your merit."

Qinghu's voice was lazy, but it contained an unquestionable firmness.

Xuan Ji was dissatisfied in his heart, but he could only nod in agreement.

He cursed Xuan Chen in his heart eighteen thousand times. Although they were partners, they had always been at odds with each other. Sometimes they would even fight with real swords and guns during acting. It was a long-standing grudge between them.

Xuan Chen clearly didn't want him to find a way out of his current situation, so he came out to make trouble.

If Xuan Ji had not explained things clearly enough, or had concealed something, he would have known what kind of torture was waiting for him.

Then Qinghu said coldly.

"I want to do something big, and the medicinal materials in the alchemy room are already insufficient. I need to urge them to provide some. On this matter, your junior brother Xuanyou is the one who is most in my favor. You cannot increase the income of this temple, but you have to subsidize it. If it weren't for the order from above, I would have closed this porridge stall long ago. But it will be soon... When my elixir is completed and my old injuries are healed, won't you also benefit from it? By then, we won't have to focus on these flies and dogs. By then, everyone will have hope. Go down..."

Qinghu scolded them, but did not forget to make a big promise. Then he waved his hand and drove the two out of the hall.

The two men left the hall and exchanged glances. Xuan Chen said with a forced smile, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on finding another rich prospect. It's a shame... Master doesn't trust you, and in the end, you're just helping others..."

Xuan Ji's face turned pale and he snorted heavily.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. Just pretend to be a monk and don't let the believers see you in our temple!"

Then he waved his sleeves heavily and left without looking back.

Xuan Chen showed a resentful look and a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

at the same time……

Qinghu fumbled on the wall behind the chair in the hall. He pressed some mechanism and the wall immediately split in the middle. He stood up and walked towards the dark corridor.

A moment later, bright flames lit up, and he had walked into the Yijian secret room. The Tai Chi Bagua diagram was engraved on the floor of the secret room, and in the middle of the pattern was a huge iron furnace, with a large ball of fire under the furnace.

Qinghu took a deep breath, and the smell of medicine coming from his nose made him feel refreshed, so he murmured to himself.

"It's worth all my hard work and years of collecting great medicines, but can this Jinye Yufan Pill really heal my old injuries?"

The flickering light of the fire shone on his face, making him look even more terrifying, ferocious, and a little hesitant.

"Everything else is easy to deal with, but the medicinal ingredients I used when I was making it are a big taboo. If the sect holds me accountable, that's fine. But now chaos is about to break out. If I'm still outside the sect, I'll just be cannon fodder. I'll do whatever it takes to get back, and I can't care about much else right now!"

As he spoke, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Back then, he was gifted and could be said to be a true child of destiny. His practice went smoothly and he was unstoppable. At the age of 23, he was already a master. However, he was arrogant and looked down on everyone. He never bothered to form cliques or factions, and even looked down on his nominal master.

This is why he was later assassinated by a villain and seriously injured, but had no one to turn to for help. Although he finally saved his life, he could no longer break through to the level of a grandmaster, so he was stripped of his status as a true disciple and became a deacon stationed at the outer sect.

For so many years, the sect had ignored him. It was only in the past few years that some instructions were issued one after another, which made him smell the danger. That's why he took the risk to refine this furnace of Jinye Yufandan.

Needless to say, it is difficult. Just collecting a few rare first-class medicines made from natural treasures is extremely difficult. Qinghu is also a godsend opportunity. In addition, he has been operating in the local area for many years and has accumulated a lot of experience, so he can think of refining the elixir.

Not only that, he also withheld a lot of the tribute that should have been paid, and together with his disciples, they cheated and deceived countless wealthy families in the Iron Pass, which led to his current situation.

Now that the medicine is about to be prepared, he is also feeling uneasy.

Boom!

At this moment, heaven and earth intersected, dark clouds surged, blocking the moonlight, and a sound of thunder roared.

Qinghu was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Great, great, the timing is perfect! This thunder strikes at the right time!"

As if in response, the Bagua furnace in front of him also vibrated slightly, emitting a refreshing elixir fragrance.

A look of joy spread across Qinghu's face. He walked to the side and pressed the mechanism. Soon, noises came from the walls in other directions, and then ragged and disheveled boys and girls rolled out one after another like rolling gourds.

A fierce look flashed in Qinghu's eyes, and he said softly, "It's just your bad luck. My time and destiny match. If I want to make a medicine, I must use your heart blood as the medicine. You have helped me, so it can be said that my rebirth as a human being is worthwhile!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and a stream of energy spread out, immediately sweeping up all the children.

(End of this chapter)

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