Chapter 147: Cultivator
The herbs were boiled, and smelling the smell, Ye Xuan felt that it smelled quite good. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info monk sat on the side and chanted the scriptures, and Ye Xuan took out the vegetable jar and handed it over.
"Master Bu Sang, can you help me see what's in here?"
Observing carefully, he reached out and pulled out a slimy liquid, "Grass and tree essence, it's just that there is a little impure demon element mixed in it... Unfortunately, it cannot be used as a medicine. If the poor monk sees it well, the fruit of the ice thorn flower should be added to it. This fruit is poisonous to humans, but it has the effect of repairing damage and refining impurities for powerful animals. ”
Retracting the altar, Ye Xuan hesitated and asked, "Master Bu Sang, are demons and humans incompatible?" ”
"The donor's question is a little complicated."
"Please also ask the master to solve the doubts."
"Whether it is a human or a demon, they are all lives that persist on the path of slow cultivation, and there should be no conflict between us in the first place, so why talk about incompatibility?"
"The reason why there is a grudge is not because the cultivators don't know how to cultivate, and the demons who practice don't cultivate their own hearts."
"Humans and demons are not of the same race, and it is natural to be afraid of the unknown. And how can they understand each other. ”
"At the end of the day, it's still based on desire, out of ignorance."
"Buddhism collects demons, and refines feelings. Shaving the Buddha is conferred. Taoism collects demons and subdues suppression, but more of it is still a killing word. The most respectable thing is Confucianism, who takes himself as the responsibility of the teacher to comfort and guide the confusion in his heart. According to the poor monks, the demons around the Confucian can still become a great way, and the rest are only pulled out of their fangs and become vassal slaves. ”
"Can't even the Buddhists?" Questioning his own morality, Ye Xuan was quite surprised.
"Demons are naturally strong, how can they really reach the realm of selflessness. The Buddha wishes to purify all sentient beings, but after all, there is a place that cannot be crossed. ”
"It's like a donor's illness and the poor monk can't help you."
Silence, Ye Xuan smiled bitterly. Is this scolding me around the corner?
But I saw the monk holding out a long strip of things.
"This knife was obtained by a poor monk by chance, and the meaning of the knife is the skill of cultivating the mind. Maybe it can help the donor. ”
The medicinal soup was poured hot, and Ye Xuan frowned and worried about whether Little Lemon's esophagus would be burned. But I saw that the originally tense little face relaxed, and then sweated!
After a while, Lin Hao suddenly jumped up and ran away.
Ye Xuan took her in his arms without knowing it, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Don't be afraid, sir, here. ”
The person in his arms first writhed uneasily, and then raised his red-headed little face, "Sir, quick, Lin Hao wants... To make it easy to ......"
While talking, I couldn't hold back a loud fart!
There was a pop, as if a dark yellow gas was slowly rising from below.
Ye Xuan smiled mysteriously, as if he hadn't smelled or heard anything, and let go of his hand with a smile.
Lin Hao, who had always been red through the tips of his ears, hurriedly ran out.
When I turned around, I saw Bu Sang pinching his nose very unimaged.
"Master Bu Sang, please write a recipe for recuperating your body, this child's body is still a little weak."
"It's okay, it's a little thing."
After the prescription was collected, he said goodbye, but the monk stopped Ye Xuan, "The donor doesn't ask about his illness?" ”
Ye Xuan shook his head, and first turned Lin Hao on his back upside down, "Since the mage has no choice, what can he do if he asks more." There is a road in front of the road. ”
"The donor has the mind to be unsuspicious, and the poor monk has also heard of it. There is a shrine on Devil Cry Ridge that answers all wishes. The donor might be able to try it there. ”
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Ye Xuan's whereabouts were unknown, and it was not confirmed until a long time later, at first Blacksmith Zhang did panic, but soon he found that there were not as many things as he imagined.
Forging talents are what they need so much.
As a forging method that can replace metal materials, the commercial value of bone refining is self-evident.
Now Blacksmith Zhang stays in the blacksmith all day long, and there are a large number of player apprentices waiting around him all day long.
The large number of weapons has even made Treading Horse Mutian the first guild that can not only meet its own needs but also have goods, but this amount of goods is just enough for a few guilds to solve their urgent needs.
Every day of forging will be fun, Ye Xuan or something has been completely left behind.
Until that day, Ma Liangyong arrived.
The argument eventually turned into a boisterous affair, where the players gathered and watched the two responsible persons arguing with each other.
After inquiring in many ways, he learned about the existence of the Black Knife series, the predecessor of the Lost Soul Butterfly, and knew the way to improve the quality of weapons through sacrifice.
Blacksmith Zhang was afraid, but the voice inside him was shouting happily.
It's his ambition that's at work.
After several twists and turns, Blacksmith Zhang was transferred to Ma Liangyong's men, and then in just a few weeks. Ma Liangyong runs this small workshop and produces a batch of weapons and equipment that start with blue characters.
Very few people know about Ma Liangyong's newly opened gray profession, and few people know how terrifying the materials used to make this batch of weapons are.
That day, at the heart of the quarrel in the guild's rented blackhouse, it was such a topic.
'People? What people, these are just data, what are you stupid! ’
'Hmph, a woman's kindness is not a great thing!' I'm going to apply now, it's best if you don't want this credit! ’
He could already feel his soul split in half, and he couldn't even think of forging weapons with the lives of his living kind. And now?
Blacksmith Zhang stopped the hammer in his hand and let the flames roast the ingredients.
Forging should never be like this.
"Demons and demons are nothing more than that!" A soft whisper sounded, and Blacksmith Zhang was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Miaoman Qianying coming from the darkness.
The dagger in his hand was still dripping with blood.
It was impossible for Blacksmith Zhang to forget that face.
She was the first living person she used to forge weapons......
"You... You...... How can it be! You're a human or a ghost! ”
"It doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost. Come on! ”
"Ahh
A fatal blow under the crotch of the skill's light effect, and the player who rushed in shouted loudly.
Soon the whole workshop woke up.
Zhang Tiejia held his head with only fear in his eyes, and the picture he had been squatting there for the past few days kept flipping in front of his eyes.
Taking advantage of his weak legs, he looked at the face printed on the surface of the water in the quenching pool, and the face became hideous, and the madness in his eyes was so strange and so familiar.
He thought of what Ye Xuan had said to him.
What he found was not what he had imagined at first.
"Which side? Which way did you go? ”
"Be careful!"
A horse rushed out from behind the smashed doorrail, and before he could react, the man who was provoked by the spear was nailed to the wall by the knight under the force of the impact, and the female assassin was seen sitting behind the knight in the last sight.
Rushing out of the encirclement, the secluded corner woman fell to the ground, "Thank you, Seventh Master." ”
Xie Qi shook his head, "Don't call me by that name anymore, it's not good." Call me Xie Yu. ”
"Seventh Master, has you taken over the mantle of the old master?"
Xie Yu didn't answer, "It's hard to survive, so don't toss like this anymore, okay?" ”
"You killed my one-hearted sister!"
Xie Yu smiled, holding the captured short dagger in his hand, "Yes, but maybe if I didn't find out about you, you would have died earlier~"
"Drive! Drive!!! ”
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The result of paying the deposit is that the service of the store is more comprehensive, and the mule seems to have gained a little weight these days.
The prepared herbs need to be fried, and the small medicine pot you bought is just enough to rub a little experience points for healing skills.
The slime is now the most languishing one in the team, and Ye Xuan, the little guy who has shrunk several times, frowned.
Slime elemental life
Life 45/45
Special Status: Elemental Collapse.
Ye Xuan didn't have any good ideas.
The vegetable jar was taken out, and the strange liquid in it was half a jar.
He raised his hand and threw the slime in. (To be continued.) )