Inside the alchemy room, as Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng came in, Song Yin, who was waiting, smiled and said, "Third Junior Brother, are you awake?"
Wang Qi was trembling for no apparent reason, lowered his head and dared not look into Song Yin's eyes, subconsciously lowering his body very low, "Yes, Senior Brother, I am awake..."
"It's good that you're awake. We'll talk later. Second Junior Brother, light the fire for the elixir. After we finish refining the elixir today, we can go down the mountain."
The storage capacity of pills is almost full. These days, his junior brothers and the people at the foot of the mountain have been collecting materials for alchemy. With their resources, Song Yin has been able to refine pills that can last for more than seven days. Originally, he was going to go down the mountain after the storage reached this number of days, but seeing the hard work of the people at the foot of the mountain, his junior brothers have gradually become accustomed to daily labor. The wild vegetable pills needed by the people at the foot of the mountain are enough for half a month, but the vitality pills needed by his junior brothers are still a little short.
The original plan was to store it for seven days, but he saw from the poisonous pill that things were not going well for the world, so in order to avoid accidents, Song Yin thought it would be better to store enough medicine for half a month.
Once this furnace is finished, all that is needed will be fully met.
"yes... "
Zhang Feixuan responded and pinched his hands to create a fire for the elixir. Song Yin stretched out his hand and a small thing suddenly appeared on his palm. It laughed happily, jumped down, and suspended the materials around its body, then climbed up to the elixir furnace and jumped down along the edge of the furnace.
Song Yin put two fingers together, lifted the lid into the air and placed it on the alchemy furnace, then sat in meditation to make the elixir.
"This, this, this..."
Wang Qi, who was standing by, had his eyes almost popping out and was pointing at the alchemy furnace for a long time without being able to speak.
Song Yin frowned and looked at him.
The sturdy man, who was over two meters tall, covered his mouth with his hands and consciously walked out of the hall.
Zhang Feixuan glanced at Song Yin who was concentrating on making the elixir, then walked out backwards, closed the door quietly, and walked away from Wang Qi.
Wang Qizhen put his hand down at this time and wiped the sweat from his head, "This is so fucking scary!"
"I thought you would still curse. Where's the energy you showed in front of Master and Zhao Yuanhua before?" Zhang Feixuan teased.
Wang Qi rolled his eyes, "I'm in your father's eyes! I wanted to curse, but after seeing that look, I couldn't say anything. I always felt that if I continued to curse, I would be gone in the next second."
He usually used slang and foul language fluently, and would scold anyone he met, even his master. But inexplicably, in front of Song Yin, he not only restrained himself, but also behaved like a two-meter-tall introverted boy.
Wang Qi was thinking about the green thing just now, and said with deep shock: "Am I seeing things? Was that the Hunyuan True Spirit just now?"
Zhang Feixuan said with mixed emotions: "If you are not blind, then you must have seen it right. Brother has received the blessing of Hunyuan Tianzun, but according to him... he doesn't really need it yet."
"… "
Wang Qizheng glanced at the side hall where Song Yin was, "If it were someone else, I would think you were bragging..."
What Zhang Feixuan had just said to him was already weird enough, and now there was the addition of the Hunyuan True Spirit. This was only because he had met Song Yin. If it had been anyone else, he would definitely not have believed it.
Zhang Feixuan sighed: "I don't really want to believe it..."
But when he thought of Song Yin's various magical powers, he would rather believe that he didn't need the Hunyuan True Spirit, and didn't want Song Yin to come up with any other tricks.
It was too exciting and he couldn't stand it.
The two waited there for nearly an hour, and the door of the side hall finally opened. Song Yin walked out with a smile, threw a cloth bag to Zhang Feixuan, and said, "Second Junior Brother, give this to the others. Third Junior Brother, you just returned to the mountain and haven't paid homage to the master yet, so it's a good opportunity for you to pay homage to the master with me."
"Oh, yes." Wang Qi bowed awkwardly and glanced at Zhang Feixuan, and found that Zhang Feixuan was also looking at him.
Master, is he not dead yet
Zhang Feixuan quickly handed the pills in the cloth bag to the tall and strong disciple of the sect, and then met up with Song Yin and Wang Qizhen who were waiting in the main hall.
Song Yin walked to the wall of the alchemy room, turned around and smiled at the two of them, "I wonder what the master has figured out this time."
As he spoke, he knocked on the wall with his hand and asked, "Master?"
There was no sound inside.
Song Yin couldn't help but raise his voice and knocked on the wall harder.
But there was still no sound coming from inside.
"Hmm... I guess he's still in seclusion, so I won't bother him, Master."
Song Yin did not dare to disturb Jin Guang any longer. He still remembered how anxious he looked last time. If he interrupted his master's retreat at this time, it would be a serious sin.
"Then we shall..."
Song Yin turned around and was about to speak to the two of them when he suddenly heard a muffled sound from the wall.
I saw a big hole in the stone of the wall, and a human figure appeared there.
Song Yin was delighted and immediately bowed and saluted, "Greetings, Master!"
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen also bowed and shouted along with Song Yin.
"Qi Zheng?"
The man uttered a doubtful sound at first, then stopped there and fell silent.
Song Yin raised his head and saw Jin Guang looking at him with a complicated expression, so he frowned and said, "Master has been in seclusion these few days and looks much more haggard."
At this time, Jin Guang changed into a plain Taoist robe, which covered his body below the jaw tightly, and hid his hands under the sleeves, leaving only his face, which looked very pale and very weak.
When Song Yin looked at him, Jin Guang trembled for no reason and revealed a far-fetched smile: "Ah Yin'er."
Just as his cheek moved, a touch of white powder fell from his face, and faintly, one could see some densely packed pimples and dots appearing on his face.
"Master, I was just about to meet you. Under the guidance of Second Junior Brother, the sect is now somewhat established. We were just about to go down the mountain. Now that I have seen Master, I feel more at ease."
Jin Guang was still staggering, but when he heard Song Yin say that, his voice immediately rose an octave, "Go down the mountain? That's good, go quickly!"
"Master?" Song Yin looked puzzled. He was about to go down the mountain, so why was he so excited
"No, what I mean is... Yes, we are the right path and we need to go down the mountain to gain experience. It is a good thing for you to go down the mountain. Go down the mountain, the master will take care of the people down there."
There was a light of desire hidden in Jin Guang's eyes, and a little saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth, as if... he had been hungry for a long time.
"I'm glad that Master agrees. I thought Master would wait until I reached the fifth level before letting me go down the mountain." Song Yin said with a smile.
Both of his two junior brothers were at the fifth level and had been out of the mountain before. He originally thought that if he wanted to go down the mountain, he would have to wait until he reached the fifth level.
Especially since he has the potential to become a great immortal.
Didn’t it say in the books before that when a disciple with extraordinary talent is accepted, the teacher would take good care of him and take care of him, fearing that something might happen to him? Then, the disciple would become arrogant and without any experience.
Although Song Yin believed that he would not become like that, he would indeed be in trouble if his master did not let him go down the mountain.
"No, I agree 100%. The purpose of our Jinxian Sect is to go out for training, to rescue mortals, to find people to practice Taoism, and to strengthen our sect. Look at your two junior brothers, they are all doing this. What have you two gained?"
Jin Guang smiled, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen.
Zhang Feixuan came back early, but Jin Guang had been forced by Song Yin to forget to ask.
Zhang Feixuan answered honestly: "Master, I didn't gain anything from going down the mountain this time."
I did get something out of it though. The alchemy room is probably full of maggots now.
"Don't mention it. I was originally bringing a group of people and animal food, but I encountered the Armored Gate on the way and they stole it away."
Wang Qizhen just remembered now that he was so overwhelmed by Song Yin's aura that he almost forgot that he came back to the mountain to solve this matter.
"Master, that batch of goods...both the goods and the people are good things. There are perfect people among them!" Wang Qizhen rolled his eyes and said.
These words made Zhang Fei's eyes shrink and he glared at him.
This kid is not honest!
He had just been talking to Wang Qi about how his master was immortal, and this came in handy right away.
If he could win the master's favor, his chances of mastering the human elixir technique might be higher than his own.
Wang Qi looked at Zhang Feixuan provocatively.
He is crude but not stupid. He originally wanted to take this batch of goods back to the mountain to try his luck, and now is the opportunity.
But the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill around him and shuddered subconsciously.
I saw Song Yin in front of me, his figure had inexplicably become taller. A ball of white mist appeared from his body, hovering around him as if it was about to explode at any time.
"Third Junior Brother..."
Song Yin turned his head, his voice gradually becoming colder, "What are you talking about?"