Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Origin of Warlocks, the So-Called Upper Realm

Su Mo'er took pity on Miss Man's encounter, and couldn't help sighing, Ming Yan frowned and bumped her elbow into her, she immediately came back to her senses, and hurriedly turned her eyes back and continued to stand aside obediently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Seeing her appearance, Ming Yan couldn't help but be angry, leaned over and gritted his teeth and whispered:

"What are you doing standing stupidly? I didn't let you come as a wooden stake, hurry up and sharpen the medicine. ā€

Only then did Su Mo'er react to what Ming Yan had sent her to do, and she hurriedly walked up, grinding the medicine in a hurry. Miss Man's second thought it was funny, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. And Miss Man's expression did not change in the slightest, and her bright eyes quietly watched Su Mo'er busy with her work.

After grinding the medicine, Ming Yan took the medicine bowl handed by Su Mo'er, took out a small white porcelain bottle from the cuff, pulled out the cork and poured the contents into the bowl. The bottle was a thick reddish-brown liquid, and Su Mo'er knew at a glance that it was a liquid made from Manzhu Sahua, and after a while, a strange floral fragrance filled the room.

It was the first time for Su Mo'er to smell such a strong aroma, and she was immediately dizzy from the smoke, on the other hand, the others had already withdrawn from the outside to take refuge. There were two sisters in the house, Mingyan and the Man family.

Su Mo'er was almost unable to stand by Kaoru, but the two sisters were like okay people, and Miss Naman took a deep breath with great enjoyment, her face full of intoxication.

Su Mo'er was dumbfounded, Ming Yan seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and made the plaster without changing her face. The liquid made from Manju Sawa fused with the powder and turned into a batter-like thing, and the red color looked like a bowl of blood from a distance.

Ming Yan took the ointment and carefully applied it to Miss Man, who let her do it, her face was light, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

After dressing his face, Ming Yan called people outside to come in, the door was pushed open, and several mothers-in-law carried a large wooden barrel for bathing to the back of the screen, and several maids came in with buckets of hot water and poured them into the bathtub.

Ming Yan personally went to the back of the screen to check, Su Mo'er naturally followed closely, and when the water was almost poured, Ming Yan let the servants go down, and even Miss Man Er was driven out.

Su Mo'er was called to help Miss Man, whose face was covered with medicine, Su Mo'er reached out to help her up, and the two of them slowly walked behind the screen. Miss Manda's eyes were closed, and they were covered with ointment, and her whole face was red now, and not a single crack was exposed.

It was the first time for Su Mo'er to serve others to bathe, she tried her best to give Miss Man's clothes as gently as her hands and feet, and when all the clothes were removed, Su Mo'er almost screamed, her eyes widened and she looked at the picture in front of her in disbelief.

Originally, she thought that Miss Manchester just had patterns on her face, but she didn't expect that her whole body was covered with that kind of red pattern, without the slightest gap, like a painting densely tattooed on her body, which looked disgusting and weird. If her face was covered with patterns like this before, she would have completely believed what Misha and the others said.

Feeling Su Mo'er's surprise, Miss Man seemed to be accustomed to it, and she groped her way into the bathtub and sat quietly inside. Su Mo'er felt that she was out of shape, and she was afraid that she would think too much, so she reached out to support her shoulder, and her other hand kept pouring water on her according to Ming Yan's instructions.

She could feel the shoulder muscles under her hands tense and relaxed, this Miss Manchester didn't seem to care about other people's eyes on her, in fact, she should care more about her heart than anyone else!

Ming Yan walked through the screen to get something outside, and when he came back, he was holding a blue and white porcelain bottle in his hand, what is it this time! Su Mo'er kept dripping water on Miss Manda's body with her hand, and looked at the porcelain bottle in Ming Yan's hand curiously.

Then Ming Yan gave her the answer, she uncorked the bottle, and poured the blood-red powder into the water with a tap of her fingers, and was in doubt, but the body under her hand struggled desperately, Su Mo'er was startled, and looked down to see that Miss Man writhed in pain, struggling to stand up.

She squirmed too violently, Su Mo'er almost couldn't hold her, Ming Yan's face continued to sprinkle powder without changing color, and the movements in her hands couldn't help but speed up, and when Ming Yan emptied the bottle, the water in the entire bathtub was dyed red.

Miss Man's whole body was fighting with the blood-red water at the moment, and it was also red, and her face was distorted in pain, but miraculously, she could clench her teeth and scream without uttering a scream.

Such a painful torture lasted for four full hours, Su Mo'er felt too cruel when she looked at it, and she also admired Miss Naman even more, she endured the pain for four hours, and she didn't even scream out, what kind of perseverance is needed!

Miss Man collapsed in the barrel from exhaustion, and Ming Yan looked at her with satisfaction, her eyes full of appreciation, and took it upon herself to wash the ointment off her face with the water in the barrel.

After soaking for another half an hour, Ming Yan fished the half-dead Miss Man out of the bathtub, and only after putting on her clothes did he call someone to come in and help her back to rest. After letting people dispose of those medicinal residues, Ming Yan took Su Mo'er back to the small courtyard where they lived.

In the past, the people of the Man family would ask Mingyan to stay, but Mingyan's temperament was the same, he couldn't stop if he couldn't say anything, and he left without saying a word. In the end, the Man family also figured out Ming Yan's temper, and they would not do much to keep them, so they could only send them to the door and watch them get into the carriage and go away.

, Back to the residence Fallen Leaves and Falling Snow have prepared dinner, the two of them are tired for a day, they are a little hungry, and they don't say much to eat directly on the table, after eating, Mingyan continues to go back to the room to develop the medicine to be used the next day.

This time, Su Mo'er would no longer blame Ming Yan for ignoring her, after a day like this, she felt very guilty about her previous thoughts. Ming Yan worked so hard for herself all day long, but she was angry with her for those senseless reasons.

Su Mo'er was obedient for the next few days, she only said what she should say, she didn't say a word when she shouldn't, she didn't want to make trouble for Ming Yan anymore.

The warlock who previously explained that there was a monster in the Yueyan Tea Pavilion of Smoke has gained the weight of the Holy Weapon and has become a noble national teacher, and he is also the head of a sect of cultivating immortals, that is, the group of warlocks who have been tracking him in recent days and want to be unfavorable to him.

Ming Yan told her that there is a sky above the head of the world, and the sky is divided into several layers, and the closest layer in the world is the upper realm, which is where those immortal cultivators stay. In order not to shake the Dao heart of immortal cultivators, the immortal cultivators in the upper realm have very little contact with the human world.

Except for the specially recruited immortal cultivators every fifty years, the upper realm will appear in the mortal world, and there are no immortal cultivators in the mortal world at other times.

Now these warlocks are obviously related to the upper realm, but they are very ostentatious to have a connection with the mortal world, and even interfere with the lives of mortals.

When Ming Yan learned the identity of their group of warlocks, he smiled disdainfully and said:

"This group of Xiao Luo, the scum of the upper realm, dared to swagger through the market here, and they didn't look at how many catties and taels they had, they were all straw bales. ā€

"But Master, that day, a male disciple used a light whip to whip the Ice Sword, and that weapon was so extraordinary that it was not broken in the confrontation with the Ice Sword. ā€

"It's just a second-class magic weapon, not an immortal weapon. Only immortal weapons can hurt artifacts like the Ice Sword, but that only hurts, and it won't destroy the Ice Sword. That kid should be holding the dragon scale whip of the Qing Sect, the origin of this group of guys is not simple!"

"Qing Sect, is this their sect?"

"Hmph! If you want the name of the Qing Sect to be the capital for your own foothold, I'm afraid they are not qualified enough. This Qing sect is a great sect in the upper realm, but there are many disciples, and it is common for a few scum to come out of the sect. ā€

"What are you talking about?

"He is the elder of the outer sect of the Qing sect, this person has a vicious mind, and has always advocated that the sect suppress other immortal cultivation sects in order to seek a higher status and power of the Qing sect. ā€

"However, the Qing Sect has always advocated the cultivation of the mind, and people with improper mental skills are the most despised by the famous and decent people, so this elder of the outer sect is estimated to have been expelled from the Qing Sect, or has defected. ā€

It was the first time that Su Mo'er had heard Ming Yan mention the matter of cultivating immortals, and it was also the first time she knew that mortal cultivators must also fly to the upper realm and continue to cultivate in the upper realm, and then they will become immortals.

Moreover, Ming Yan also informed her that every fifty years, the Qing Sect will come to the lower realm to recruit young people and girls with immortal fate and immortal roots, especially children with the mark of the immortal realm and mortal tribulations, and they are the targets of robbery by various sects and factions. Whenever there are disciples in the sect who ascend to immortality, it will bring supreme glory to the sect and make the sect more prestigious.

But how can it be so simple for mortals to cultivate immortals, those immortals in the immortal realm don't know that it will take hundreds of years to come down to a tribulation, even if they find it, they will not necessarily succeed in cultivating him with the power of the entire sect.

After all, the reincarnation of an immortal is a catastrophe, and if he doesn't succeed this time, he can do it again, but for the sect that cultivated him wholeheartedly, it is a gamble, and if he loses the bet, the sect is doomed to fail.

This time, the elder of the outer sect of the Qing sect rebelled against the Qing sect, and he must have wanted to seize the opportunity to establish his own sect in the mortal world, and wanted to take advantage of the Qing sect to recruit disciples.