Every time she saw the lid of the alchemy furnace being broken open by the star power inside, she was the first one to turn around and run away, so as not to become the first poor ghost in history to be killed by the alchemy herself.

"This ...... It seems to be the same, every time I refine the Fenyuan Pill, I feel that my old life is about to be lost. Patting his chest, the old head said helplessly.

"Then you still practice a fart, can you refine the first-level pill?" Feng Qingge almost vomited blood, feeling that this old man knew that he couldn't practice the pill, so he forced himself to refine it?

Looking at Feng Qingge helplessly, the old head pitifully pulled the corner of Feng Qingge's clothes, "You can teach me how to refine the third-level pill, I can't let other alchemists look down on me!"

"I said, are you gambling on something again, otherwise how would you desperately refine the third-level pill?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, Feng Qingge picked up the medicinal herbs on the table and threw them aside.

The old man's face turned purple for a while, and he muttered: "It's all those stinky boys, what do you say, I'm old, I can't even refine the Fenyuan Dan, I can't be angry, so I bet with them." And what's that, a year later, Chaoyang Sect will have an alchemy competition, and every union will have to send people to participate, so you ......"

"No way, old gambler. Feng Qingge glared at the ancient head, pinched his arm and said.

The look in his eyes was fierce, and the ancient head said in a deep voice: "Didn't you participate in the cooking competition just for that knife? Let me tell you, this knife is not only one, but also one in the Chaoyang Sect!"

Feng Xiaoxiao is even more dazzling in front of him, and there is news of Xuanji Dao again?

His eyes fell on the back of the invitation, Feng Qingge couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, the vermilion bird engraved on the knife seemed to be about to spread its wings and fly high, this is the fourth knife, the Tianquan knife! Unexpectedly, the most important knife is actually in the Chaoyang Sect.

"Okay, I'll teach you. Gritting his teeth, Feng Qingge said depressedly.

However, the old head waved his hand and smiled: "It seems that I guessed correctly, you really need these knives." It's good to teach me the Fenyuan Dan, but I hope that in a year, you can represent our union and go to Chaoyang Sect to participate in the competition. If you win, the sword is yours. ”

"Old guy, I can't refine the Fenyuan Dan now, how can I help you go to the competition!" Feng Qingge jumped up violently, almost blowing up. She originally planned to directly let the uncle of the burning stick throw out the method and let the old man slowly refine the elixir, but she didn't expect the old man to push her into the pit.

Touching his head, the old head said hesitantly: "This, this...... The old man sees that you have a good talent, and your bones are amazing, and you are a good material for alchemy, so ...... Are you going to participate?"

"Then why don't you throw me into the alchemy furnace for refining, it's good for the materials!" Feng Qingge was about to vomit blood.

The old head was helpless and shrugged his shoulders.

Seeing the black gas between Feng Qingge's eyebrows, he reached out and pressed Feng Qingge's pulse, frowned, and said, "Poisoned?"

"Hmm. "It's still being seen. Rubbing his temples with one hand, Feng Qingge said indifferently: "The poison since childhood can barely be suppressed." However, as my star power grows, the toxins in my body become more and more unstable, and they may attack at any time. If you are too excited, you will faint. ”

"In addition to the chronic poison in the later stage, your own physique is too weak, and the diseases brought by the mother's womb. Gu Tou's face sank, and he felt the difficulty of Feng Qingge's condition, he withdrew his hand, clenched his fists and said, "In this way, you must go to Chaoyang Sect." I'm afraid that only he can unravel the poison in your body. ”

"Who is he?" Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, the burning stick couldn't unlock the toxins in her body, if it weren't for the frequent toxin attacks in recent days, she wouldn't have found out how bad her body was.

"The sect master of the Chaoyang Sect, Baili Yehua. He had already broken through the Heavenly Rank a hundred years ago, and now he was in the academy for seclusion, if you won the first place in alchemy, he would personally hand over the Xuanji Sword to you, and when the time came, you could ask him to look at your body. He is gentle and elegant, and will definitely not refuse your request. Brushing his beard, the old head shook his head and said.

Feng Qingge didn't have any reaction, but the burning stick in his body was slightly stunned, and he said coldly: "Promise him, go find Baili Yehua." I didn't expect that the people of the Baili family would actually become hermits. ”

"No, uncle, do you know the sect master of Chaoyang Sect?" Feng Qingge couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but it was a pity that this uncle no longer answered her questions. In desperation, Feng Qingge had no choice but to nod and say, "Okay, I promise you, I won't be able to participate in the alchemy competition in a year? ”

"What, don't tell me you didn't even make it past the preliminaries?" the old head jumped up immediately.

Waving his hand, Feng Qingge wondered: "How is it possible, I mean that after the cooking competition is over, I will go to Chaoyang Sect again, is my Xuanji knife in the hands of these people, and it will also fall into a misty mountain range, let me follow them to fight and get equipment." ”

Thinking of this month, I took a turn in the forest, but I didn't even see the shadow of the Xuanji knife, not to mention how depressed the wind was light.

The ancient head had sharp eyes, glanced at the wounds on Feng Qingge's body, and waved his hand: "You go back to wash first, and remember to participate in the competition in a year, the opportunity is rare." Other than that...... After you left the union, what was that called...... Oh, yes, Mu Cangyun, King Cen of Yunguo came to you, saying that after you came back, let you wait for him in the inn, he has something to tell you. ”

"Not interested. With a tug, Feng Qingge returned to the room. I haven't had a good bath and rest for a month, and when I lay down and woke up again, it was the afternoon of the next day.

After simply packing up her things, Feng Qingge left the union, and the business of the Golden Luan Temple and the Silver Star Moon Picking Pavilion was extremely hot, which made her smack her tongue.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the inn, Luo Xing rushed out, hugged Feng Qingge's arm and cried: "My sister, you are finally back, but you have killed me in a hurry!"

"I'm not dead, why are you crying so badly. Pushing Luo Xing's little head away, Feng Qingge entered the inn.

It's just that those eyes swept over the person sitting, and she couldn't help but look stiff, "Bu Jinyu." ”

"Wind girl. Standing up, Bu Jinyu said with a smile.

Why is he here, isn't he in Cen Cheng of Yun Country, could it be that something happened to Cen Cheng?

"I'm coming, Ah Da!" The arm-thick wood, like a wooden fish striking a bell, came out of the air.

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