"The cool breeze is exciting, the autumn moon is boundless, and the love of my Sijiao is like spending time like a year...... Well, actually, I'm here to refine medicine, but I don't want to be disturbed when I'm refining medicine, so can you go down? Feng Qingyang was cut off by Jiang Ruoxi, so he laughed with his backhand.

"You're the one who refines the medicine?" Hearing this, Jiang Ruoxi's eyes widened, but after staying for a while, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Don't tease, you?" Alchemy? Go back and do your homework, or I'll call the security guards!" ”

"Hey, it's a lie spread thousands of miles again, and no one believes the truth! Forget it, let's change places! Feng Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile, and then jumped off the building with a pop.

Jiang Ruoxi was stupid now.

She let out an exclamation, then quickly leaned over the roof railing, observing the movement below.

Just now she was thinking, this guy wouldn't be the same as her, smelling the fragrance of medicine, and knowing that someone had been refining medicine here, so he lied and said that he was here to refine medicine, but in fact he was a withdrawn teenager who wanted to come here to think about life, or commit suicide.

She thought of driving him down, lest he do something stupid.

I didn't know that he jumped straight down.

Binhu Building is more than 50 floors high, and there is still a life if you jump! She couldn't help but regret it, she had known that she had directly grabbed him, and then enlightened her.

She used to be withdrawn because of the unpleasantness with her father, so she can understand the feelings of these people.

And she really didn't mean to laugh at him.

Hearing him say that he came here to refine medicine, she was excited, and finally saw that master, but how do you look at it, judging from those medicine residues, whether it is the method of dispensing medicine or the method of refining medicine, it is extremely sophisticated, and it is definitely not something that a teenager can achieve, even if that teenager has been learning to refine medicine since birth.

Gradually, her face changed from horror to surprise.

Because she didn't hear a pop, she didn't hear the panic below.

Below is the Peacock Lake, even at night, there are people walking slowly.

But after the student fell just now, why didn't he move at all?

Did she meet a ghost? Or is he really the master of alchemy?

Thinking about it this way, it is not impossible, if that student really has the ability to jump from more than fifty floors without being fine, then it is definitely possible that he will have a super high alchemy ability at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Is it really him? Thinking of this, Jiang Ruoxi couldn't help beating her chest, she had been waiting for him, but when he really appeared, she ran away with him.

After Feng Qingyang left the Binhu Building, he went straight to Lianfeng Mountain.

The last time he went to Xiao Nian's house, he found that Lianfeng Mountain is good, it can be regarded as a treasure land of feng shui, and alchemy may be slightly lacking in earthly qi, but refining medicine is absolutely no problem, no worse than Binhu Mansion.

Lianfeng Mountain at night is as beautiful as during the day, and the moonlight seems to put on a silver coat for this pine-lined hill, which is beautiful.

The lotus ponds at the foot of the mountain are more like copper mirrors, reflecting the moonlight, reflecting the qiē in the mountain, and like a piece of crystal clear gems, inlaid at the foot of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the old house of Nian Guangxi clearly.

However, Feng Qingyang didn't have the heart to look at these, and found a mountain rock in a good position, so he sat on it and began to refine medicine.

After setting up the purple heart jar, he shook his hand, and the medicine that blindly refined the bones and strengthened the gods was put into the furnace.

Then he took out a blue and white porcelain vase from the storage ring and poured it into the jar with a grunt.

It is water, and it seems to be the same as ordinary spring water, but it is much lighter than ordinary spring water.

This is the ice spring water of Changbai Mountain, taken from the place of 200 feet underground, refining medicinal treasures, because there are few impurities, so the medicinal soup boiled out will be more effective.

However, there are only five bottles in the ring, thinking of this, Feng Qingyang can't help but regret it, he knew that he would be able to use it in a hundred years, and he would have collected a few more bottles when he helped his master go to Changbai Mountain to get water.

Now things are not people, and I don't know if there is still there, besides, even if there is, he has to wait for the cultivation to restore the sword to the time when he can go, now he can only go by car, a few days and nights of the car, it's nothing to sit up, but I feel that it's too valuable, the dignified wine and sword fairy, thousands of miles away, it will take a few days and nights to arrive, and I can't afford to lose that person.

After adjusting the medicinal materials, he took out the flint again, and put it not on the top of the jar, but on the bottom of the jar, this time to boil the medicine, not to burn the medicine.

Although the method of burning medicine can also be refined, if it is not used urgently, Feng Qingyang still likes to boil it, because the medicine boiled out will be much stronger.

Moreover, the method of burning the medicine and sealing the mouth of the jar is mainly for fear that the effect of the medicine will dissipate.

But with the purple heart jar to boil medicine, there is no need to worry about this problem, the mouth of the jar is small and not to mention, the medicine jar itself is dedicated to boiling medicine, in addition to breathing and not heat transfer, it can also preserve the efficacy of the medicine.

Ding Ding Ding!

After a few knocks on the flint, the palm-sized flat stone suddenly turned red and began to burn.

A flint stone can be burned three times, and if it is used again after three times, the fire will not be as vigorous.

However, there are ten flints in his ring, so he doesn't have to worry about it for the time being.

In just a moment, bursts of medicinal fragrance wafted out of the purple heart jar, which was very faint, but it could be refreshing to smell lightly.

The old house of the old family

Nian Guangxi sat at the desk energetically, wrapped in a middle-aged outfit with a straight body, the sparse short hair on his head was also standing straight, and his face was full of red light.

Anyone who saw him would never have thought that he was already an old man of more than 100 years.

He was stroking the sword on the table, it was the ancient sword he bought back with more than two million yuan, made of cold iron, although it had gone through hundreds of years, it was still cold and flashing, and it was very sharp.

"Dad, your body is just right, it's better not to practice swords for the time being, when your body is almost recovered, it's not too late to practice again!" After a while, the eldest daughter Nian Siqing stepped in and said with a soft smile.

The old man escaped death, and everyone was very happy, so Nian Siqing didn't take care of the real estate group for a while, and stayed at home to accompany the old man.

"Oh, Siqing, explain what you did, how did you do?" Seeing Nian Siqing, Nian Guangxi remembered that very important thing.

As for sword practice, as long as he can still move, he will continue to practice, if he hadn't practiced "Dragon Walking Thirteen Swords", would he have survived until now?

Besides, his mentor Feng Qingyang has already criticized him, and his swordsmanship practice is a mess, which leads to his old age and illness today, so he has to work harder, so as not to upset his master.

"Ouch, don't worry, I can't do this little thing! Oh, it's all here! Nian Siqing pointed to the black suitcase at the door.

The old man originally wanted the second child, that is, Nian Decong, to help Feng Qingyang buy an outfit, and what he wore and used was mainly what he worn, that is, clothes.

The old man's instructions were very detailed, saying that Feng Qingyang likes retro clothes, but not robes, after all, it is a little weird for modern people to wear robes.

How could Nian Decong, a big man, do this, so the old man asked Nian Siqing to do it.

Nian Siqing made several sets of clothes overnight, including retro-style suits, Tang costumes, and even shoes in retro style.

In addition to the material, the processing process is all handmade, very meticulous, and the cuffs are also embroidered with a wine gourd pattern, so that the Fengda Immortal can like it.

In addition, there are some tea, cigarettes and razors, which are all top-notch.

There is no way, in the past, the master used to groom and make tea, and the disciples were all serving, but Feng Qingyang was used to being casual, and Nian Guangxi had no way to follow behind, so he could only do this.

"Well, send it over quickly! And this, it must be handed over to your master in person, you know? After looking at the door, the box was big enough, Nian Guangxi knew that everything should be ready, mainly because Nian Siqing had always been very meticulous in doing things, so he was very relieved.

So he nodded with satisfaction, and then carefully took out a copy of the paper from the drawer of the desk and handed it over.

"Murong Miaoxiang, No. 618 Tangxi Ancient Town...... Dad, isn't this the person you asked me to check more than ten years ago! I still have the impression that this person is very mysterious, including the Murong family, I checked for several years to find out a little clue, this family seems to be very rich, but what exactly does it, how can I not find it...... "Seeing that the text is very ancient, but it is very familiar, Nian Siqing couldn't help but open it and take a look.

When she spoke, her face was full of doubts, with her network of connections that she couldn't find out, could it not be mysterious?

"Hehe, it's right that you can't find out, if even you can feel her clearly, is she still qualified to be my teacher?" Nian Guangxi got up and smiled with his backhand.

He once thought that he would repay his teacher's kindness by supporting his master, but he couldn't find out his master's whereabouts no matter how he checked it.

Although he didn't know what was behind this mystery, he was also a cultivator after all, and he knew that this mystery was very powerful.

So don't look at him as an oriental tycoon, rich and powerful, and with unlimited scenery, but in the face of this mystery, he is not even a scumbag.

"Your teacher? Dad, what do you mean......" Nian Siqing was shocked, no wonder Dad asked her to find this person no matter what, it turned out that this person was the wife of Fengda Immortal!

"Okay, don't ask what you shouldn't! Remember, things must be handed over to your master in person! Also, the less people know about it, the better, understand? Nian Guangxi interrupted his daughter's words, this is the teacher's heart disease, how can he talk more behind his back?

What he can do for his mentor is only this step, as for whether the mentor picks it up or continues to put it down, it is inconvenient for him as an apprentice to talk too much, and he doesn't dare to talk too much.