The thought produced was mixed into the spiritual energy, infiltrated into the pill furnace, and merged into the two fist-sized pill liquids. Snow White Pill.
At the moment when the medicinal pill was formed, the soul was taken away in an instant, the world was silent, and the fragrant Danxiang suddenly drifted away. Xia Ge raised his eyes, and the dark eyes seemed to reflect the blazing fire in the furnace as he stared blankly at it. A group of Jianfeng disciples who were staring at her, all those who were seen by her eyes retreated subconsciously, and when she realized why she was retreating, Xia Ge had already withdrawn their eyes.
"he… "
Chang Lan's hand on the hilt of the sword loosened slightly, but her eyes were fixed on the two snow-white elixir that were being licked by the flames in the furnace, and her whole body trembled slightly.
Wei Yu still didn't give up, "Eldest brother, don't be deceived by her, this must be wrapped in poison..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man was suddenly pushed away. The master was obviously hurried over, his goatee was up and down, but he couldn't hide his excitement, "You have made the Hundred Soul Pill?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. The next moment, everyone looked at the snow-white elixir that was dripping around in the stove, like a wolf who had been hungry for a long time and saw the fragrant meat, and instantly a green light appeared.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for refining the Twin Hundred Soul Pill·Xuan·zhong, and reward 100 points!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading to an official Xuan-level alchemist! 50 bonus points!]
[Keep up the good work, host, come on!]
Xia Ge bowed to the Master, "Thank you for the Master's instructions, and I live up to my expectations."
The master couldn't hide his excitement, he stepped forward and held Xia Ge's hand, "Our Danfeng... Finally the second Xuan-level alchemist!!"
Chang Lan moved her lips and looked at the young man in Danfeng Suyi, but found that she was speechless.
People who thought they were spies turned out to be the Hundred Soul Pills they needed the most, and they were promoted to Xuan-level alchemists on the spot.
No matter how you look at it, they came here like a joke.
Xia Ge thanked the Master for his enthusiasm, waved his hand slightly, and the two medicinal pills in the elixir furnace were wrapped in rich spiritual energy and Danxiang flew out "swish swish".
The Master handed the box to Xia Ge and said solemnly, "This is yours."
Xia Ge took the box and looked towards the door. Everyone subconsciously gave way and gave her a way. She walked away, passing by Chang Lan, her voice faintly with a mocking smile.
"The true meaning of a swordsman is to slay demons and eliminate demons, so shouldn't the true meaning of an alchemist save the common people?"
Wei Yu wanted to rush up to say something, but he moved his fist and finally held back, staring at Xia Ge, but couldn't say a word.
Chang Lan was silent for a while, then said, "No one wants you to save the people."
Xia Ge chuckled, "I think so too, after all, I'm a spy of the Demon Sect."
"It's really hard for Senior Brother to bring someone here in the middle of the night."
After he finished speaking, he left the pill room, leaving a group of people staring at them.
Chang Lan: "… "
System: "What were you thinking when you just made alchemy?"
The system thought for a while and felt that this was too informal, so he asked a serious question, "Have you found the true meaning of an alchemist?"
"I found it." Mao Qing was still resting, Xia Ge looked at the door and lowered her voice: "Save the people."
system:"… "
Rumang was on his back, Xia Ge glanced at the people behind him who came out of the pill room one after another, and stared at her with complicated eyes. He simply entered the guest room and closed the door with his backhand.
Gentle moonlight poured in from the window.
"Actually, an alchemist should have no real meaning."
System: "Huh?"
"Because at that time, I actually didn't think about anything."
Mao Qing slept soundly, Xia Ge watched the silver-like moonlight pouring in from the window, took out the token, rubbed the maple leaf above with her fingertips, and said softly, "If you have to say..."
"Before alchemy, I just thought, if I let her down."
"It's not good."
—Since Senior Sister gave her the command, then she must have a little ability worthy of it.
Otherwise, such a good arrow is called chicken feathers in her hands.
Xia Ge murmured: "If it's too much, I'll be angry."
= =
Chu Yi had already come down from the mountain protection formation, and was recording the wounded in the dormitory, those who were poisoned and those who were not.
"Is Senior Brother Chang in Jianfeng?"
Chu Yi found someone at random and asked.
Hearing the words, the man shook his head, "Not in Jianfeng... It seems that he went to Danfeng's school to catch spies?"
Chu Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then I'll send it to Danfeng."
Carrying the file all the way up to Danfeng, the bluestone layers are stacked, the snow-white flowers fall to the ground, and as I walk, I pass a familiar place.
There are dense plane trees, a small house below, and lush vegetation outside the door.
Chu Yi glanced at it.
Xia Wuyin's dormitory.
The dormitory of the protagonist of this play is caught today.
Chu Yi retracted his gaze and was about to leave when the bell in his arms suddenly rang again!
At the same time, a violent aura fluctuation instantly came from the direction of the school! Chu Yi subconsciously took out the shaking Wen Xian bell, and then looked in the direction of the violent fluctuation.
... a coincidence? !
still…
Chu Yi's mood was slightly excited.
At the same time, an old man with a goatee hurried past her and said excitedly, "Xia Wuyin did it! It's true, our Danfeng is finally going to have a second Xuan-level alchemist..."
Chu Yi knew that this was Dan Feng's master.
He said... Xia Wuyin
So, this fluctuation was caused by Xia Wuyin
The bell stopped abruptly, but the aura still fluctuated, Chu Yi frowned, feeling vaguely lost.
Chang Nian asked her to find his sister, Xia Wuyin was a teenager, and the person she was looking for was a girl.
Chu Yi paused on the spot, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, she cleared up her mood, and was about to go over to send the file to Chang Lan. When she was checking the situation in the school, a strange "rustling" sound suddenly came from her. Something rang.
The master walked very fast. He didn't even look at her when he left. He had long since lost sight of the shadow, and there was no one in front of him. However, the rustling voice continued.
Chu Yi raised his head and looked towards the source of sound.
The source of the sound, right under the window of the house.
The windows and doors of the room were closed tightly, the wind was very light, the moonlight was bright, the grass blades moved slightly, Chu Yi narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves, and a few silver butterflies flew towards the grass blades.
But in an instant!
A piece of cloth the size of a fingernail, whose color could not be clearly seen, suddenly rose into the sky and grew longer in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-stained white cloth five or six feet long, rolled up a few silver butterflies and crushed it into pieces!
Just as Chu Yi was about to draw the sword, the white cloth stained with blood suddenly unfolded, and the only silver butterfly that was not smashed was stained with dark blood, and slowly flew towards Chu Yi from the white cloth.
At the same time, a low voice came from the blood-stained silver butterfly, "...Chu..."
Chu Yi is usually used to using Yindie to send messages or eavesdrop, but never imagined that one day, it will become a tool for other clothing charms.
She took a step back calmly, her eyes piercing, "What are you?"
Yindie fluttered, and the tone was slow, "I'm probably... something that can fulfill your wish."
Chu Yi smiled, but the blade was already unsheathed, like frost, "Sounds pretty good."
"I want... to go back to someone..."
"We can… exchange."
The voice from Yindie was a little vague, distant, with a vague hope, Chu Yi's face did not change, and she thought indifferently how long it would take to smash this charm. For a moment, her hand about to swing the sword was so stiff.
"I can let you know who the real owner of that silver bell... is.
Chu Yi's hand holding the sword was slightly stiff, but her face remained calm, "But I don't want to know who she is."
"No...you want to know..." The white cloth with some black bloodstains approached slowly, and the blood-stained silver butterfly also slowly approached her side, "I can hear the dark desires in everyone's heart, and the desire to degenerate..."
"I just heard the disappointment that you didn't find the answer in your heart."
Silver Butterfly approached again.
Chu Yi took a step back.
"Swap with me... let me go back to that person."
Chu Yi asked, "Who do you want to go back to?"
Yindie's movements suddenly stopped, and the white cloth froze in place, as if thinking.
The sword in Chu Yi's hand flashed a cold light for a moment, but the next moment, she heard a "stab" sound, and the blood-stained white cloth and silver butterfly were all shattered under her sword!
The girl in blue had a smile on her lips, but her eyebrows were indifferent, "It doesn't really matter who it is."
"Although I like to do things without compromise."
"However, I don't like being bullied."
The blood-stained white cloth was chopped to pieces and fell to the ground lightly, but the chopped silver butterflies trembled and slowly stitched together under the moonlight.
The low voice sounded again, vaguely confused.
"I want to go back to... the person you were looking for."
The person she was looking for
Is this... Chang Nian's sister's clothing charm? !
"I heard the answer in your heart..."
"Then... the deal."
Chu Yi's footsteps stopped suddenly, and when he looked back at it, he saw that on the white cloth, a small wind hole began to take shape, and then slowly expanded—
As soon as the voice fell, the fierce wind swept up a violent ghost. The next moment, the blood-stained white cloth, silver butterflies, Chu Yi, all disappeared, and the enlarged dark wind cave began to shrink in the moment it swallowed everything, until it finally turned into One point, disappeared without a trace.
The dropped file fell to the ground, the breeze blew, and a piece of blood-stained nails floated back to its original place, and there was nothing else.