The Five Poison Immortal Monarchs have experienced countless storms, and they have seen a lot of various routines in the rivers and lakes. He knows best how to destroy a person at once, and how to hit him countless times, and that person will be fine. Therefore, picking Qianchen's calf not only makes her painful, but also does not leave any muscle and bone injuries. It's just that for a period of time in the future, she will have to suffer some hardships when she acts. However, in the eyes of the Five Poison Immortal Monarchs, this is really nothing. Only by suffering more pain can one have a long memory and not fall into the same pit.

Qianchen feels this way.

Fortunately, her clothes and pants were very wide, and although her legs were so swollen that she couldn't see much from the outside.

Ning Yue saw that she was much more energetic, but she also put her mind at ease, and no longer asked what the Five Poison Immortal Monarch had taken her to do.

It's just that at night, Qianchen was lying alone on the couch, and couldn't help but think of the picture of the transcendent building, and the palace was dead. Although it was not as uncomfortable as during the day, when I turned my head and thought about it, I still deserved to panic.

Gong Yuan... It doesn't seem like anything wrong has been done.

After all, he still did such a vicious thing.

She's not a good boy anymore. She thought to herself.

Maybe one day, Master, Mother, Brother... Even Yun Ao will see through her true colors, and they no longer like her or treat her well.

Face?

Qianchen thought about it again, what is the true face? What is her true face?

She and Gong Yu are enemies, although they have never met, they can barely be called their masters.

What's wrong with each being his own master and fighting for his life?

That's right, she was wrong for not being faithful, thoughtful, wolf-hearted, and Uncle Shi didn't blame her for killing Gong Yuan.

Qianchen's original temperament was eager to figure everything out, but now she doesn't want to think about it anymore. I only hope that this matter will soon become a floating cloud in her heart and dissipate over time.

A thousand dusts, a thousand dusts, but a human life.

If you keep getting stronger, a lot of people will die.

She said this to herself, and finally fell asleep groggily.

Now the transcendent building of Proud Peak seems to have become another big newspaper, where monks gather here every day to preach, and the inner disciples must stay here for half a day as a time to guide their younger brothers and sisters.

As soon as Gu Qinglian and Ji Qing went, many alchemists came to inquire, especially Gu Qinglian. Ling Feng's metaphor of "chrysanthemum stamens" is not exaggerated, and it is even a little inadequate.

The dust was stained with light. In the morning, she sat next to Gu Qinglian and Ji Qing, listening to what questions others had, and when she heard something interesting, she wrote it down and used it as a material for compiling the medicine clan Dan Dao classics in the future.

If you are not from the Great Heavenly Venerable, it is better to be proficient in everything than to be proficient.

It took a long time for Qianchen to comprehend the truth, so he put aside the other Dao methods for the time being, thinking that it would not be too late to cultivate after the Dan Dao was completed.

It's easy to pass in the morning, and Ji Qing plans to go back to rest, but Gu Qinglian often sits in the Chaoran Building for a day.

I can't complain that everyone in the Imperial Sect said that Gu Qinglian was good and deserved to be a road mark.

Qianchen was about to sit with Gu Qinglian until dark, but Ji Qing, who had already arrived at the door, turned around and patted Qianchen on the shoulder: "Someone is looking for you outside." Go for it. ”

Qianchen nodded ignorantly, and didn't forget to ask, "Who is it?" ”

Ji Qing smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you go out." ”

Qianchen secretly rubbed his calves, stood up very reluctantly, and walked towards the door. She thought about it on the way, what if it was Master and Uncle or Chu Tiange looking for her?

She paused to fix her expression to make sure she looked fresh and cute, and then went out.

There are many outsiders, but there is only one person you can know.

Yin Si was leaning against the wall, half of his mask on his face—the corners of his lips were a little upturned, and Qianchen couldn't tell if he was expressionless or really smiling.

"Senior brother looking for me?" Qianchen saw that it was not Chu Tiange, so he was not so attentive.

Yin Si stood up and straightened the folds of his clothes: "Well, I'll take you somewhere." ”

Qianchen complained bitterly in his heart.

She even suspected that Yin Si knew that she had a leg injury, and that he was going to take her to some Rausch place.

"Senior brother, let's change the day, it's inconvenient for me today."

Yin Si's figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he had already appeared behind Qianchen.

He didn't say hello to Qianchen, but picked her up horizontally, which scared Qianchen into exclaiming.

"I refused to do anything in a hurry, and I didn't let you use it." Yin Si's voice, no matter how Qianchen listened, there was some banter in it.

Qianchen found herself with this person, and was always blocked by him and had nothing to say.

"Then you go." Qianchen didn't look at him, his face was smothered on his chest, and he spit out a sentence sullenly.

She faintly heard Yin Si chuckle, and then the breeze skimmed over her shirt and silk.

She felt Yin Si stop, and the sound of a waterfall was heard not far away, and the air was so humid that she could even feel the mist drifting by.

Yin Si put her down: "This is Yantan." It's where I practice my sword. ”

Qianchen saw that the surrounding area is full of green trees, and bluestones of different sizes are embedded in the edge of the pool, and the pool is a snow-white waterfall. When you get closer, a mist hits your face.

"It's a beautiful place." Qianchen saw that the sun was shining on the mist, and a rainbow was reflected, and he couldn't help but be happy, "In such a beautiful place, why is there no one here in normal times?" ”

"If so many people knew about it, this place wouldn't be beautiful." Yin Si smiled and hugged Qianchen to a large bluestone, which was intoxicated by the perception of the flying stream of three thousand feet, and naturally exclaimed again.

Qianchen looked at him in bewilderment.

Yin Si knelt down on one knee and took out a small porcelain jar the size of a palm, and after opening the lid, Qianchen smelled an extremely light aroma.

He wanted to pull up Qianchen's trouser legs, but Qianchen hurriedly grabbed them.

"You... What are you doing? ”

"I'm going to give you the medicine." Yin Si shook the ointment, took Qianchen's hand, and showed her two legs in the skylight.

Qianchen didn't even see it himself.

Her legs were swollen and stiff, covered in bruises and bruises.

Qianchen was also depressed. Originally, it was a very delicate place for girls, because she didn't have a brain, so she was beaten like this.

"Who hit you?" Yin Si was stunned, and then casually lowered his head and fiddled with the ointment, and after melting it in the palm of his hand, he gently pressed it on Qianchen's leg.

Qianchen can still stand such a little pain.

"I made a mistake myself, so naturally I have to be punished." Qianchen's expression was a little distorted, "However, after being pumped, my heart is clear." ”

Yin Si just shook his head when he heard this: "I found that you don't care about yourself at all. ”

Qianchen smiled instead: "If you don't make good use of this body, isn't it a waste of resources?" ”

Yin Si didn't answer again, but handed the ointment to Qianchen: "Three times a day, only more, not less." ”

"Senior brother, how are we going back..."Qianchen was worried that he would leave him alone.

"What? Afraid I'll leave you? The nasty smile on Yin Si's face reappeared.

However, Qianchen's eyes rolled and he had an idea in his heart.

"Senior brother, if you don't take me back, I'll tell Senior Sister Murong that you still have such a feng shui treasure!"

As soon as he heard Murong Feixue, Yin Si could be one head and two big.

He picked up Qianchen angrily: "You dare, be careful that I throw you down halfway!" ”

Qianchen laughed happily.

Yin Si's ointment worked very well, and Qianchen's leg quickly became swollen.

It's just that the epidemic situation in Gojong is still not optimistic. There are still many miscellaneous disciples struggling on the line of life and death, and the effectiveness of the Life Continuation Pill is also not as good as day by day. However, I heard that the Five Poison Immortal Monarch had already dealt with those Gu monks, and the monks of Proud Peak had also been released from isolation, except for the sick miscellaneous disciples who were still quarantined in the second and third residences, and the others could already go home.

The Xuanluo Great Heavenly Venerable and the Five Poisons Immortal Monarch chose a risky approach. Two people maintain the patient's life and deliver true qi to ensure cultivation; One of them sacrificed the spider and led the spider out.

Later, things turned out to be simpler, and many elders also participated in improving the disciple's cultivation so that they could withstand the Heavenly Spider Therapy.

Qianchen also moved back to the small courtyard with Ning Yue. While it was still early, Ning Yue and Qianchen cleaned up a room as her boudoir.

"There is not a single piece of clothing in this closet, the makeup is empty, and there is not even a tent on the couch..."Ning Yue shook her head dissatisfiedly, "I have never raised a daughter, and I don't know that there are so many wonderful doors in it." ”

Qianchen said with a smile: "A-Niang doesn't have to worry, my daughter will sell the pill for some silver money another day, and just add it herself." ”

Ning Yue thought for a while: "It's okay." But if you really like something, tell A-Niang, and A-Niang will give you a funding. ”

"Hmm." Qianchen nodded.

According to Qianchen's ability, she can refine some low-grade pills, although it is not priceless, but it can also be sold at a good price.

So on the second day, he took Fairy Ling Feng to the auction house.

"After selling these tonifying pills, Zhuji pills, blood pills, and this low-grade marrow washing pill, I will treat you." Qianchen shook the gourd and said brightly.

Ling Feng Fairy shook his head with a smile: "Let's go and see how much you can sell." ”

Because the epidemic has basically been eliminated and the lockdown has been lifted, many monks have gone down the mountain to buy some things or have fun.

The auction house is naturally also the industry under the Imperial Sect, which collects and sells on the one hand. The best products are naturally auctioned, and everything is put on the shelves and priced.

The recipient was an old man with glasses and a goatee.

"Well... It was two taels of silver plus three hundred and eighty-three wen. The old man counted out the money and pushed it over, "This myelin-washing pill... I'll give you a penny. ”

"Uncle, let's exchange that penny for a tael of silver." Fairy Ling Feng suddenly spoke.

The old man shook his head, raised his face and said, "There is not much broken silver, so you can leave some for me..."

Seeing this, the two didn't make any requests, took the money and left. Anyway, Qianchen and Fairy Lingfeng went to the auction hall again.

Qianchen fell in love with a medicine stove.

Fairy Ling Feng pulled her away and said, "How can anyone from the Imperial Sect buy a stove?" ”

"Why?" Qianchen was puzzled.

"You go to Chu Tiange, or go to Yin Si," Ling Feng Fairy said with a straight head, "They are all refiners, wouldn't it be good to let them help you make one?" You, Gu Qinglian and Senior Brother Ji Qing, even if you are not a refiner, you should know some refining methods of the medicine furnace, no better than you spending so much money to buy a defective product and come back? ”

"But there are still a lot of spirit stones and beast cores on it..."

Ling Feng Fairy also hated iron a little: "Wouldn't it be better if you went and killed some yourself?" What are you looking for, I look at the stove list and I feel that the spirit stone beast core on it is piled up without any spiritual energy, this is not a good furnace, and it looks like it is a failure product used by other monks to practice refining weapons. ”

"Okay, listen to you." Qianchen couldn't cry or laugh, "Where are we going to drink?" ”

"Who told you that I'm going to take you for a drink?" Ling Feng's heroic eyebrows were wickedly bent at this time, "Let's go, big brother will take you to the kiln!" ”

Stroll... Visiting the kiln?!

Qianchen's face suddenly turned red.