What the hell is a jujube pill, and how can there be a cure for poison? Afraid of not met a liar
Li Qingjun looked displeased and was about to say something, but Li Qinglin waved his hand to stop it and said to Yinzi: "Our brothers have gone into the mountains to find immortals, but we don't have much time to spend it. The little brother lives here for a long time and is familiar with the situation. Follow us up the mountain to be a guide, and you will be rewarded heavily."
"Don't go." Qin Yi stood up lazily, turned around and walked into the house, "What kind of immortal are you looking for, eat well, sleep well, and have no worries, isn't she an immortal?"
The young Li Qingjun said angrily: "Hey! What's your attitude!"
Qin Yi had already entered the house.
Li Qingjun was about to dismount angrily, but was pulled by his brother: "Don't make a fool of yourself."
"Why are you being so polite to him? This is obviously a liar, how can there be a cure for all poisons!"
Li Qinglin reined in his horse and left: "Li Liu reported that there were quite a few poisoned people who entered the mountains recently, and the young man surnamed Qin in the village was cured with one medicine. Maybe he is familiar with the special poisonous miasma in the mountains, so the medicine should be targeted. It should be better than our own. The medicine prepared is suitable. Besides, you have come to see and hear, don’t you really think this young man is a little special?”
"Most of them are pretentious, and the villagers cooperate with him to create some atmosphere in order to deceive."
Li Qinglin laughed dumbly.
Li Qingjun quickly followed his brother and asked, "Since my brother thinks he is useful, why don't you insist on asking him to guide him?"
Li Qinglin smiled slightly: "Don't worry... The guide is leading the way, but can he lead you to find the immortal?"
Li Qingjun was stunned again.
Obviously not.
They didn't come to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, but to try to find immortals in the mountains. The mountain is not too big, the so-called rumors of immortality have been circulating for many years, which inch has not been investigated? Therefore, there is no so-called destination at all, and naturally there is no correct route. Going in is just a test of fate, so why do you need a guide
Li Qingjun was a little discouraged for a while, and his straight shoulders slumped slightly: "So my brother is like others, and he didn't take this journey to find immortals in his heart..."
Li Qinglin looked back at where he had come from: "That Qin Yi, what he said at the end was quite interesting..."
"Country bastard, self-righteous, nonsense. I'll stab him in the hole and see how he can be carefree."
"what… "
The voice went far away, Qin Yi was lying in the room with his arms resting on his back, and the mace was on the head of the bed. He could vaguely hear the conversation between the two brothers. At the end, he laughed, as if he thought Li Qingjun's words were funny.
A voice suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness: "What are you laughing at, these two brothers seem to have a good martial arts practice, maybe they really have the strength to poke a hole in you."
This voice goes straight to the soul, and I don't know where it came from. In fact, it is not a voice, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women. It is like a sentence formed directly in your heart, which is extremely strange. Qin Yi seemed to be very used to it, and said lazily, "I'm laughing at the fact that there are really little girls in this world who disguise themselves as men. Why do you think others can't see it?"
The voice paused for a while and said, "How do you know she's a little girl? Young people don't have a Adam's apple, so it's not unusual for a shrill voice."
"Because you don't have a nose, you can't smell her fragrance."
"… "
"Besides, how can there be such a beautiful young man, with a small face full of collagen, picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, with a heroic look on his face, that motherly smell can be felt with closed eyes? Do you think there is beauty? filter..."
"What is collagen? What the hell is a beauty filter?"
"… None of your business."
The voice sighed: "It doesn't matter if she is a man or a woman. You see, how many people in the world are looking for immortals and asking them, they are so pious, I really give them immortal fate, I am afraid that they will be happy to kneel for three days and three nights. How can I let you cultivate immortals? Just refuse to fix it?"
"I'm not already cultivating immortals? You see, I'm planning to stay overnight again tonight..."
"This is also called Xiuxian? Don't fool me with the trick of fooling them."
Qin Yi said coldly, "Don't fool me with the tricks of a fool!"
As he spoke, he threw the mace into the foot-washing water beside the bed.
The voice in Consciousness Sea became furious: "Take me pounding medicine and hammering nails, I won't say anything, and then stuff me into the foot-washing water, I'll stop with you!"
The mace jumped out of the water and knocked at Qin Yi. Qin Yi leaned against the head of the bed and flew up, centering on the handle of the stick, the mace turned a few times in the air, hit the wall with a "pop", slid down, and bounced on the ground twice.
Thick resentment overflowed on the stick.
"Hey, great..."
"I've said it 10,000 times, my name is tassel."
"The artifact of a mace is called tassel... Are these two things the same style of painting? Who is your original owner, can't you count 13 in your heart?"
Tassel sneered silently.
Qin Yi asked again: "Bangbang, do you think these two can deal with the problems in the mountains?"
Since Qin Yi crossed over, the mountain has also begun to change. First, there are more poisonous miasmas in the mountains, and people always get sick when they enter the mountain; second, a strange winged tiger popped out of the rubble. . The poisonous miasma is not poison, but the resentment from the space brought out by the tassel. The tiger with wings has nothing to do with the tassel, but the result of the "demon miasma" buried by the two people earlier.
Both questions are related to Qin Yi.
Liusu said lazily: "I want you to cultivate immortals with me, but you are unwilling to learn, otherwise why can't you deal with a tiger who has just started to transform into a demon for a few days?"
"Because it won't kill me, but you will."
It has been a while since time traveled. Qin Yi recalled the original scene and was able to sort out what was going on.
That was the tassel grabbing the house, just in time for him to pass through, and he wanted to directly swallow his soul. As a result, the cultural differences that are completely out of place in a world of my own spit out tassel, but my body is occupied by myself. Tassel's soul power, which he had accumulated for an unknown number of years, was greatly weakened by this setback, and he returned to the stick to survive.
So Tassel claimed to teach him to cultivate immortals and help him recast his body in the future.
But Qin Yi did not dare to learn.
To know that the soul of the original owner has been swallowed by the tassel, this is definitely not a good thing. God knows if the immortal cultivation technique taught by it has left a back door to facilitate it to seize the house again? Qin Yi thought that he was not that tough and dared not try.
Originally, Qin Yi even wanted to lose the mace, but he was so curious about this world of cultivation that he finally brought it with him. It's weak now anyway, isn't it
Really fragrant.
Liusu said with a sneer: "Anyway, I can tell you that this grievance will dissipate soon, and no one needs to solve it. But this tiger has already begun to demonize, and I will teach you the demon binding formation, especially if you haven't practiced yet, you can't restrain it at all. It takes too long, and sooner or later it will start to hurt. To solve this problem completely, you have to practice with me."
Qin Yi pursed his lips, and after a while, he said, "I will solve it anyway."
Liusu sneered: "Your solution is to spread this immortal trace that no one cares about, and attract immortal seekers to kill tigers?"
"After all, it's more reliable than the villagers. I think this Li family brother is a bit capable."
Liusu smiled and said, "If I want to go your way, I have a more certain idea."
"what?"
"These Li brothers and sisters are either rich or expensive. As long as they are trapped under the tiger's mouth, the tiger will be flayed and cramped, and there is absolutely no room for life. Instead, you remind them that they will run if they lose, and the tiger will not chase. …”
"Bah!" Qin Yi stood up, ran to the corner of the room, picked up the mace, and stuffed it into the foot-washing water again.
Tassel scolded in the water: "Women's idiots! If they run out under the tiger's mouth, the first one will take out your anger!"
Qin Yi ignored it at all, turned around and walked to the corner of the room. There is a small stove in the corner of the house, the pot is slightly hot, and the fragrance of medicinal herbs is faintly scattered.
The art of pharmacy and alchemy and some brief arrangement of formations are not only Qin Yi's curiosity about the cultivation of this world, but also the proof of Liusu's desire to show "I can really teach you to cultivate immortals". Seriously, a well-teached, no rowdy argument.
Qin Yi stared at the fire for a while, calculated the time silently, took a jug of wine, and walked to the window to take a sip.
The sky was completely dark, and the sky was full of stars and moon.
In the human world, there is nowhere to go, insects sing and cicadas chirping, and the wine is slightly drunk. Qin Yi has always felt that such an environment itself is almost immortal. Away from the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses, away from the intrigue, how much has the worldly people paid attention to the brilliance of the moonlight and the fragrance of the fields? Looking for immortals and immortals, in the end, what I found was not such a deception with ulterior motives.
Qin Yi always felt that if he could solve the problem in the mountains, there would be nothing wrong with living here all his life. In the previous life, I fell off a cliff and died, so crossing this point is tantamount to regaining a life, isn't it good to enjoy life
He sang "Okay Song", but he was not pretending to be a fairyland, but he really saw a lot of immortal seekers, and he felt it.
"You say, what a beautiful night..." he murmured, as if in a dream.
The frustrating tassel snorted, seemingly disdainful.
In fact, it is precisely for this reason that it has always believed that Qin Yi is very suitable for cultivating immortals. He has a very tranquil atmosphere, he is not persistent, arrogant, and has no desire to become a prince in the world. He seems to be able to spend his life in a thatched hut. This kind of person is more suitable for cultivation than those who devoutly kowtow and insist on begging.
Too bad he wouldn't fix it.
In fact, God knows that the so-called tranquility and indifference to the WTO is another name in Qin Yi's world, called a house.