Flying pigeons did not get any good news, but got very bad news.
Chang Lan got a reply, and his eyes sank.
While the disciple asked cautiously, "Senior brother..."
Chang Lan paused, "Is the head still closed?"
The disciple nodded and said hesitantly, "The Sect Master is shutting down..."
Chang Lan took a deep breath, frowned tightly, as if there was a heavy burden on him, after a while, he whispered: "You go and give me the situation of this casualty and wait for me to deal with it. "
The disciple dared to ask, "Where is the Danfeng eldest disciple..."
Chang Lan said easily: "It's okay, I'll be back soon."
There was an indelible shadow in his eyes.
The disciple led the way, and when the door was closed, Chang Lan's expression turned gloomy.
What you get, of course, is not good news.
Gu Peijiu disappeared along with three Jianfeng disciples and Dry Bamboo Village. The tide of evil spirits was ferocious, and the remaining disciples who went to support were also struggling to resist and could not get back.
In fact, it's okay if the other disciples don't come back to support, the Demon Sect's attacking mountain protection formation can completely hold up, but the soul poison is fierce, and the only mysterious alchemist doesn't come back, the problem is very big.
"How to do it… "
Chang Lan rubbed his temples, and finally took out a sound transmission stone.
At this time... I can only ask the family for help.
However, the family's inventory is limited, and it may not be able to provide so many emergency medicine pills.
But…
When Chang Lan was about to crush the stone, the door was suddenly opened, and the disciple brought up the files that had been handled by his subordinates, "Senior Brother, these are the casualties of Jianfeng."
Chang Lan paused, not knowing what he was thinking, he silently put the sound transmission stone back in his sleeve, and sighed, "Bring it here, please."
"Then... where is Xia Wuyin?"
"I'll go when I'm done."
Here, Chang Lan is busy dealing with the files, sorting out the casualties of Sanfeng, and has no time to ask Xia Ge for trouble. After Xia Ge blew up the furnace three times, he picked up a gray elixir from the furnace. .
Xia Ge: "... Is this a successful product?"
The Master, who had been watching for a long time, was helpless: "Hundred Soul Pills are white."
Xia Ge: "… "
The Master sighed, "I see your alchemy steps, do you want to make a real Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pill?"
Mao Qing was still lying there, and Senior Sister didn't know when she would come back.
Xia Ge touched his nose: "Of course."
"Then your basic steps are not wrong, and the spiritual energy is sufficient, but it is a little short." The master said: "You are not focused enough."
Xia Ge: "… Huh?"
Xia Ge looked confused, she wasn't attentive enough
The Master said, "Maybe you think you've concentrated, but it's not enough."
He paused, "You have to integrate your spirit into it, the Hundred Soul Pill is an elixir that heals the soul, so some soul power is needed to refine the medicinal power in the herbal medicine. For a true Xuan-level alchemist, when refining pills, the soul Power will generally be automatically added to the pill. Other mysterious pills have their own characteristics, and most of them may not require soul power, but if the Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pills must be combined with the three kinds of powers, spiritual power, medicinal power, and soul power, in order to refine them. Therefore, the soul pill category is a pill that can only be made by an alchemist above the Xuan level."
"This is also the biggest difference between an ordinary Huang-level alchemist and a Xuan-level alchemist." The master took out the waste pill from Xia Singer, threw it into the waste basket on the side, and stroked his beard, "According to my observation, You should have Xuan-level pill veins, right?"
Xia Ge nodded, "Yes."
As soon as the profession of alchemist is started, she will be given yellow-level pill veins by default, and the proficiency level of upgrading from yellow-level to mysterious-level is only 10, and one proficiency in pills will give her 1 proficiency. The proficiency level of the pill veins is full, and it has already reached the Xuan level.
When the Master heard Xia Ge admit it, he was shocked, but his face remained calm, and said, "Prepare the materials and practice again."
I thought to myself: No wonder this kid is so confident, and when he comes up, he refines the Profound Grade Pill.
"Don't think that it's enough to have profound veins." As he looked at Xia Ge, he said, "I have looked through the historical data, and when there was a method of cultivating pill veins, many people with profound veins did not have real Knowing the true meaning of an alchemist, there is no way to make oneself concentrate on alchemy, and the unity of human and alchemy will stop at the yellow level, and it will be difficult to go further."
—Being an alchemist is not about the goal and courage to become someone.
"What is the true meaning of an alchemist?"
Although Xia Ge really wanted to complain about why he still needs to understand the true meaning of making a pill, he still respectfully asked the Master, "Do you know?"
The Master was silent for a while, then shook his head, "Everyone's experience is different. I'm not a Xuan-level alchemist, so I can't say why. If you want to ask this, wait for your senior sister to come back and ask her."
"I'm going to see Mao Qing's injury."
After the husband finished speaking, he went out.
Xia Ge seriously suspected that the Master was looking for a reason to leave because he felt a little embarrassed because he couldn't tell.
So, this thing is different for everyone, and it has to be adapted
However, Xia Ge tried a few more times, but he still failed.
System: "Can't it be refined?"
It was already dark outside, Xia Ge faced the stove, "Ah... Probably."
The system didn't speak, and what the Master said was full of attention, but it really hit Xia Ge's weakness.
"Why... I think I've been fully absorbed?" Xia Ge looked at the basket of discarded pills and felt very bald.
The system thought for a while, and said politely, "...But you don't like it very much."
Xia Ge: "It's really unpleasant to tell the truth."
system:"… "
Xia Ge faced the smoking stove, "I don't like alchemy more than the formation method, but I have learned everything I should have learned, and I haven't been perfunctory?"
She got up and patted the ashes on her body, "As you put it, the true meaning of becoming an alchemist is to like alchemy? That's too much, not everyone who is admitted to Tsinghua University likes to study. If you don't like alchemy, you will be rejected. Outside the door of a high-level alchemist, why can't you figure it out?"
The system said: "I didn't shut you out. In fact, you are already a Xuan-level alchemist, but you just can't make a soul pill that requires soul power."
Xia Ge: "...don't do this."
"If you don't like things, you may be able to do well, but you may not be the best." The system said leisurely: "I don't deny an example, but most of the facts are like this."
Xia Ge left the Dan room in a distraught, unable to find the true meaning, so he simply ran to the other side to see Mao Qing.
Tourmaline didn't know when she came, but she was helping the master and changing the medicine for Mao Qing. Mao Qing closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Xia Ge walked over to Mao Qing, looked at her slightly pale face, and asked in a low voice, "How is she?"
Seeing Xia Ge, Tourmaline was slightly startled, then nodded, and the master stroked the goatee, "The wound is a little inflamed, and the spirit is still a little confused, so pay attention."
Then asked her, "How is your pill refining?"
Xia Ge shook his head, "Not yet..."
The master looked as if he had expected it, "It won't be so simple to think about. The medicine has been changed. If you are free, just take care of it for a while. I'll go down and have a look first."
"Tourmaline, come and help."
"Yes."
During this demonic siege, many Danfeng disciples were also injured. Although the doctors from the mountain were watching, they still needed some medicinal materials from Danfeng to compose the pill.
Xia Ge moved a stool and sat beside Mao Qing.
System: "What about the Hundred Soul Pill?"
Xia Ge: "...you just ask me, I don't know what to do."
"Well..." It seemed like she had a bad dream, Mao Qing's face suddenly turned ugly, sweat seeped out from her forehead, Xia Ge hurriedly wrung out the towel from one side, and wiped the sweat for her. Uncertainly, her wrists were slammed, and the girl who had been closing her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, and her dark eyes stared at Xia Ge with a chill.
Xia Ge was shocked by the coldness and murderousness in his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to draw his hand, but his hand was clenched tightly, and he did not loosen it at all. Sitting so stiffly.
Mao Qing stared at her for a while, her murderous aura gradually dissipated, her eyes gradually became dazed and confused, her hands were slightly loose, but she didn't let go. She muttered to herself, "... I'm going to... die?"
- Hundred Soul Pill will make people a little insane.
So now it's... deranged
Xia Ge was silent for a while, then said, "No."
Mao Qing made an "oh" and said in a trance, "You said... I won't die."
"So I… won't die."
Xia Ge: "... um."
After Xia Ge finished speaking, he looked at his tightly grasped wrist.
Mao Qing felt Xia Ge's sight, and slowly let go of her hand, and suddenly smiled slightly, a little pale, "That's really... great."
Mingming said "Great", obviously all the language seemed to say "I believe you can".
But the hand that slowly slid down from the wrist was pale and trembling, as if speaking.
— No, it’s okay.
Xia Ge, who was completely unsure of being able to refine the Hundred Soul Pill in one day, suddenly jumped in his heart, and for a moment, he held her slowly loosened wrist with his backhand without any hesitation.
She heard her own nonchalant voice, "I also think... OK, and... it's fine."
Mao Qing looked at her, and then at her clenched wrist. After a while, the smile on the corner of her lips widened slightly.
After a long while, she said softly, "It doesn't matter if you can't do it."
Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing's face and grasped her wrist. For some reason, what she thought of, was Dan Feng Suyi's senior sister quietly approving the file, the red brush painting scroll, her brows and eyes, and casually saying many, many things to her. .
very many.
To the tip of the tongue, but only a few words.
"That... Big Sister said it."
"Danfeng disciple, you can't stand without faith." Xia Ge put down Mao Qing's hand, covered her with a quilt, and said seriously, "So, I said that you won't die, and you will try to fulfill your promise."
As Xia Ge spoke, she thought for a while how to "focus" on alchemy, but did not notice that when she mentioned "Senior Sister", Mao Qing's eyes flashed coldly.
Her voice was soft, "Really?"
Xia Ge comforted her with conscience: "Well, I never lie."
system:"… "
As soon as Xia Ge finished speaking here, a pleasant male voice was heard over there.
"I don't know if Danfeng's commander Xia Wuyin, can you come out and see?"
Xia Ge simply replied in a loud voice: "No time, no see."
After speaking, Mao Qing asked, "Who is outside?"
Xia Ge: "Well, flies."
Mao Qing: "..."
Xia Ge: "Hey, don't worry about it. If your head hurts, close your eyes and sleep for a while."
Mao Qing looked at her, her dark eyes were unclear, she nodded obediently for a while, and closed her eyes, "Okay."
Xia Ge pretended to tuck the quilt for others, but even her younger brother seldom took care of her, but she was very familiar with tucking the quilt. After cleaning up, the system asked, "What should I do outside?"
Xia Ge: "It's still cold."
The disciple next to him wanted to rush up to kick the door when he heard Xia Ge's words "no time", but was stopped by Chang Lan, he said warmly, "Don't panic, Xia Zhangling, I have no ill intentions..."
Xia Ge watched Mao Qing close his eyes, and then walked out of the room slowly. Several people in the courtyard, led by Chang Lan, Xia Ge didn't even give him a glimpse of the corner of the eye, as if he didn't hear Chang Lan's words. Holding his shoulders, he walked towards the Dan room.
"Xia Wuyin! It's just a small Danfeng commander, don't use chicken feathers as an arrow! It's really deceiving!!" The disciple next to him thought that the countless injured and poisoned disciples in Jianfeng were because of this kid in front of him. Xie Huo rushed up instantly, rolled up his sleeves and rushed over, wanting to beat someone, but was still held back by Chang Lan.
Chang Lan frowned slightly, and was a little unhappy with Xia Ge's arrogant attitude, plus the things in the past few days were bad, but the other party had Danfeng's command after all, and if the other party deliberately did bad things, the pseudo-profound level hundred Soul Pill also has the right not to provide.
Things were already bad.
After thinking about it, Chang Lan pulled Wei Yu and suppressed his anger, saying, "Xia Wu..."
Xia Ge suddenly said, "Are you the eldest disciple of Jianfeng?"
Chang Lan frowned. It was a bit of a loss to be asked by a stinky boy, but the other party had the palm order after all. If he wanted to "invite someone", he had to take into account Dan Feng's face. The conflict between Dan Feng and Jianfeng had always been It's a little sharper. At this time, if it is reported that the eldest disciple of Jianfeng has forcibly taken away Danfeng's command, it will not only be unpleasant, but also subject to the passionate accusations of Danfeng's disciples. I'm afraid I won't be able to spare him when I go out.
Then he said patiently, "Yes."
Xia Ge said "oh", "So you are..."
Chang Lan frowned at her, waiting for her next sentence, who knew that Xia Ge just sighed, then turned and entered the pill room next door.
Chang Lan: "… "
The disciple finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed directly into the pill room. This time, Chang Lan didn't stop him. As soon as the disciple rushed in, he pointed at Xia Ge's nose and started scolding, "What are you!! It's just a demon spy with a chicken feather as an arrow! The senior brother will open a dyeing workshop if you give you three points of color! Don't you feel disgusting yourself!!"
The young man stood still, quietly calling the herbs, as if he hadn't heard them at all, muttering to himself, Chang Lan and other disciples also entered the pill room one after another, Chang Lan said: "Wei Yu, shut up. ."
The scolding disciple stared at Xia Ge angrily, and closed his mouth reluctantly.
Chang Lan didn't ask her if she was a demon spy in her first sentence, but just asked, "What are you doing?"
Xia Ge didn't say anything until she sorted out the herbs. Just when Chang Lan thought she wouldn't answer, she suddenly said, as if confused, "Senior brother, what do you think is the true meaning of an alchemist?"
Wei Yu sneered, "You should ask what is the true meaning of a puppet master?"
Xia Ge ignored him and just looked at Chang Lan.
Chang Lan was silent for a while, "I'm not an alchemist."
Xia Ge gave an "oh" and threw the herbs in his hands into the over-lit stove, and the herbs jumped into a spark in the fire, "Then ask another way, what do you think is the true meaning of being a swordsman?"
Chang Lan didn't want to answer, but under the clear eyes of the young man, after a while, he replied, "... Slaying demons and eliminating demons."
Xia Ge withdrew his gaze, crossed his legs, held his chin, his eyes reflected the bouncing fire in the stove, "Is that so."
A disciple next to him became slightly vigilant, "What are you doing?"
Wei Yu said: "Senior brother, is she refining poison?!"
As soon as these words fell, everyone immediately retreated three feet, looking at Xia Ge with disgust and fear, Chang Lan didn't move, Xia Ge smiled, seemed to find it interesting, looked at him, "Don't you think I'm refining poisons? ?"
Chang Lan did not speak.
Xia Ge took out the token in his arms, the palm command engraved with delicate maple leaves flickered under the flickering flames, kissed quietly, smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.
The wind in the air seems to have changed slightly.
Chang Lan's hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.
"What is he doing?"
"It seems to be alchemy...?"
"Joke! It's just a demon spy, how is it possible, he must be refining drugs—"
"… "
Whether it is alchemy or poison refining, the young man wearing the Danfeng plain clothes clenched the Spirit Gathering Art in his hands. The black hair and red hair band fluttered in the fierce wind, the dark pupils reflected the jumping fire, and the aura condensed!
Everyone almost instinctively took another step back!
Surrounded by the long flame quenching and rolling aura, the medicinal juice in the pill furnace slowly melted into two balls, as if it was about to become a pill, but it seemed to be a little bit worse, and the two balls of snow-white liquid could no longer be further.
It seems to be a bottleneck that cannot be broken through.
Xia Ge looked at the two pills in the stove, slightly worried.
It's here, what should I do
She lowered her head and glanced at the token in her arms.
That day, the voice of tourmaline seemed to sound again.
"This is the token that Senior Sister asked me to give you."
"You have to keep it well and don't lose it."
Xia Ge paused slightly and glanced sideways at the disciple named Wei Yu.
—Stop holding chicken feathers as arrows!
For a moment, his eyes widened.
Wei Yu noticed that Xia Ge was looking at him, and suddenly became smart, "You... why are you looking at me?!"
It's still... terrifying eyes!
Xia Ge did not speak, and silently retracted his gaze.
No one noticed that the moment Xia Ge retracted his gaze, the rolling spiritual energy engulfed in the Pill Stove began to be mixed with a trace of transparent, seemingly non-existent thoughts.