(31) The Serpent Spirit Protector (I)
Ye Haoxuan shook his head: "No... It's okay..."
"Get up and get ready to decoction. I'll show you how to fry it. Because Qianchen rested for a while, he was in a lot of energy at the moment, and when he entered the backyard, he taught Ye Haoxuan step by step.
After all, Xuanluo's prescriptions were all precious medicinal materials, and Qianchen was unwilling to practice Ye Haoxuan, so he casually took some lowly plants and trees from the medicine hall and gave them to him to practice.
"Keep the heat under control." After instructing, Qianchen's spirit was concentrated in the three casseroles under his care, "When this stove is ready, you can go pick vegetables." By the way, do you pick vegetables? β
Ye Haoxuan nodded: "This kind of easy thing, I must do it, haven't I ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run?" β
"Don't pick fruits and vegetables that don't grow." Qianchen said casually while shaking the fan.
It's a bit boring. But Ye Haoxuan was by his side, and he couldn't memorize "Xuan Bing Jue" for a while.
I don't know when Master will come back.
Qianchen was so idle that he couldn't help but sing a pear orchard tune in a soft voice.
"You can also sing?" Ye Haoxuan asked curiously.
"Hum casually. I used to like to go to the theater. There is a drunken flower dream butterfly, I can watch it quickly, and I memorize all the words. At this time, Qianchen was glad that he didn't drive Ye Haoxuan away, but it was better to have someone to speak than to do the work alone.
"The porridge you cooked is really unpalatable." Seeing that she was in a good mood, Ye Haoxuan dared to talk about it, "It's all burnt rice below." β
Qianchen was not annoyed, but said with interest: "Then you can eat it as a pot." β
Ye Haoxuan blushed: "Rice soup soaked in pot, why don't you eat one and try it?" β
Qianchen spread his hands and blinked innocently: "Who told me that I don't need to eat?" You dislike me so much, you made your own breakfast. β
"Don't-don'tββ," Ye Haoxuan hurriedly shook his head, "I'm a wood spirit root, how can I make a fire and cook?" β
"Use the fire." Qianchen rolled his eyes, "You go and pick up some firewood for me, this firewood is not enough." β
Ye Haoxuan puffed up: "Why don't you use your spiritual power, you have to let me go and collect firewood alone?" β
"There's no way, these medicinal materials are precious, and you can't use spiritual power. Hey, aren't you a wood spirit root, give me some branches to burn. β
Ye Haoxuan was silent for a while, "You find me a lamp, and I'll go." β
Qianchen went back to the house and fetched him a lantern: "Go early and come back early." I've heard that there are snakes here when it's dark. β
Ye Haoxuan really wanted to kill someone.
However, he had no choice but to take the lantern without tears and leave sullenly.
Qianchen didn't expect Ye Haoxuan to come back soon. How can a gentleman who has never done menial work expect him to take things back easily and neatly like a peasant boy who has been working in the fields since he was a child?
With the help of the fire, Qianchen took out the book of "Xuanbing Jue" and read it carefully.
Her body has been conditioned by Xuanluo, and theoretically it should be possible to use both water and fire, but Qianchen is currently undisciplined, so naturally she doesn't dare to try it easily, so she can only practice it over and over again in her mind.
After a while, she closed the book and tried to develop her little bit of demon spirit according to the minimum requirements for the operation of spiritual power.
In a moment, a small piece of ice condensed on her outstretched fingerβand Qianchen was happy again. As long as you start, you will be able to go down slowly.
The medicine had already been boiled, and Qianchen packed it and sent it to Ning Yue and Gu Qinglian in two parts.
Seeing that the sky is bright, as soon as the day dawns, he will send Ye Haoxuan to the Great Heavenly Venerable. Qianchen thought to herself.
I wanted to continue practicing, but she was too anxious, and the ice melted back, freezing one of her hands unconsciously.
Qianchen hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, and slowly kneaded his stiff left handβit was easy to push the living blood, and the hand gradually had an intuition.
The east gradually turned white, and Qianchen couldn't help but think that after sending Ye Haoxuan away, he could still help A-Niang to walk around the courtyard.
"Sister Aji!" Ye Haoxuan panted and ran back, the lantern was gone, not to mention the firewood in his hand, and there was not a single hair.
"What's going on? What about the lantern I gave you? And what about firewood? Qianchen blamed, "What's the matter, boys have to be calm, do you understand..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Haoxuan pointed to the door: "There are a lot of miscellaneous disciples under the mountain, as well as outer disciples and inner disciples, and I also saw an elder, all coming here!" What to do? β
"It's okay," Qianchen waved his hand confidently, "Master has set a ban, and they can't come up." β
"Did you say the one under the mountain?" Ye Haoxuan couldn't cry or laugh, "It's been useless for a long time!" β
Now Qianchen was also stunned.
"How long will they get here?"
Ye Haoxuan shook his head: "It's going to be soon, what should I do!" β
"Your mother isn't in there, is she?" Qianchen was a little suspicious, and then thought again, Elder Qiyue shouldn't be so ignorant...
Ye Haoxuan said angrily: "What do you want! β
"Alright, you go back to the yard." Qianchen almost heard the sound of stray footsteps.
She pushed Ye Haoxuan in, and the courtyard door was locked.
Maybe they can only gamble on Xuanluo's prestige, if they slam the door, Qianchen can't stop it. Bet they won't dare!
In fact, Qianchen's worries were unnecessary, the door lock of the Xuanluo family had long been forbidden, and ordinary elders couldn't hurt it at all.
Qianchen also hid in the backyard and continued to fry the potion for the next moment.
Soon, she heard movement at the courtyard gate, but not the kind of movement she feared, but the movement of a man being catapulted into a pile.
It seems that they will be fine.
Qianchen's heart was half relieved. But suddenly, the sound of footsteps came to the backyard, and her heart rose again.
She stood up, blocking the three medicine furnaces, her hands crossed behind her back, and the pair of pitch-black soul-absorbing knives had been sacrificed.
To be calm... To be calm... Qianchen meditated silently, trying her best not to lose her temper.
Sure enough, a crowd of people poured into the backyard - Qianchen was indeed shocked by their demeanor.
Whether it was a miscellaneous disciple or an inner and outer disciple, at this time, it seemed that there was no disparity in status, all of them were pale, their eyes were red, like hungry and bloodthirsty beasts, staring fiercely at Qianchen.
"Master Xuanluo is not here, please go back." Qianchen said loudly, but she noticed that her voice was shaking.
"Medicine! Give me medicine! There was a frenzied cry from the crowd.
"Xuanluo Great Heavenly Venerable is studying the antidote elsewhere, please calm down and wait back at your residence..."Qianchen swallowed his saliva and said calmly.
"Nonsense! There must be medicine in the Xuanluo Sect! An old man squeezed out of the crowd: "I am Elder Ling Yin, if you don't tell the truth, the deity will be unkind to you!" β
Qianchen's face turned cold.
She hates people threatening her the most.
"No is no, you just beat me to death, and you don't, but we just die together!"
"What about Gu Qinglian? Where is Gu Qinglian? When will it be your turn to speak? The old man said angrily, "He is obviously not infected, it must be Xuanluo who gave him medicine!" Hand over the prescription! β
"My senior brother's cultivation is profound, so naturally he will not be infected. Besides, he went with the master and was not here. Now I'm in charge! Qianchen said, "Besides, when my master is not there, you will deceive the door, after this calamity, how will you face my master and brother?" β
"Nonsense!" The old man suddenly took out a guqin, and plucked it a few times with his fingertips, as if something had passed through the air and went straight to the door of Qianchenmian.
Qianchen hurriedly dodged, but heard three more string sounds, and Qianchen, who was in the air, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right calf, suddenly lost his stability, and planted it directly, knocked over a casserole, and the hot soup buckled on her, scalding a piece of bubbles.
Qianchen's face was distorted in pain, and he was about to struggle to get up, but he heard an excited shout from the crowd: "Medicine! That's medicine! β
She just barely stood up, and was about to protect the remaining two precious potions, but there was a string sound, and in the middle of the abdomen, Qianchen flew out two feet away.
This group of people is like a group of hungry wolves, frantically grabbing the soup in the pot, and pouring it into their mouths regardless of the heat. After a while, the dregs and decoctions were all robbed, and some people got nothing.
The old man's fingers hooked, and Qianchen's body flew over uncontrollably.
"Say! What is the prescription? β
Although Qianchen gasped in pain, he grinned in the face of the fierce and vicious Elder Ling Yin: "Prescription... In my head... My aunt doesn't want to tell you, and you won't get anything..."
"Elder, don't talk nonsense with her! Use Soul Searching! A monk next to him said angrily.
Qianchen smiled contemptuously again: "Soul Searching Technique...?" You're doing this to me... Aren't you afraid that my master will come back? β
"Elder, do it! It's just a miscellaneous disciple..."There was another person next to him who kept adding fuel to the fire, "Kill her, you can save so many of us, what a bargain!" β
Elder Ling Yin snorted coldly and motioned for everyone to get out of the way, so everyone set aside an open space, and Qianchen was thrown in the middle - she felt that several bones in her body had been broken, and she couldn't be her own master at all.
Elder Ling Yin took out a purple bamboo flute, and as soon as he played it, Qianchen felt like his head was about to explode.
She clutched her ears tightly, her eyeballs bulged, and she wanted to escape, but her body was tripped by severe pain, and it was difficult to move a bit.
"Say it! What is the prescription! β
"Don't say you're going to die!"
"She doesn't open her mouth yet, Elder, please keep blowing!"
The people around her were noisy and endless, and she was like a domesticated monkey.
Qianchen's lip bit blood, and she felt that her life was worse than death.
Come on! She can't hold it anymore!
Her nose was bleeding again, but she only felt a warm current, and she couldn't smell the medicine.
The flute stopped.
Seeing her like this, the old man was very proud: "How is it?" Do you say it or not? If you resist again, the old man will take your life! β
Qianchen exhaled, gasping for breath.
ββ¦ Bullying the weak with the strong, you are also worthy to be an elder? β
"Elder, give her some color!" As soon as she heard that she was so stubborn, the crowd next to her exploded again, "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears!" β
"Humph! A mere miscellaneous disciple dares to talk about the old man?! The old man picked up the bamboo flute again, and with the sound of the flute, Qianchen felt that her heart was about to explode, and her head hurt badly, she wanted to roll, but her right leg restrained her in place, and in the end she could only look up to the sky and roar, like a wild beast.
Suddenly, as if a string in her brain had broken, Qianchen felt a burst of relief, she was no longer the powerless miscellaneous disciple, but felt that she could devour heaven and earth!
Everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath - the miscellaneous disciple who was still weak just now was actually reborn at this time, and Elder Ling Yin's attack seemed to be ineffective against her, so she calmly walked forward step by step, and they couldn't help but retreat step by step.
Those who are close can clearly see that this girl's eyes are clearly snake pupils!
Ling Yin's cultivation was profound, and he saw that there was a huge silver-gray phantom on this girl's body, vaguely with a snake tail and six arms.
Qianchen suddenly rushed forward, the Spirit Sucking Knife was already clenched in his hand, and the phantom on his body also rushed towards Ling Yin!
Ling Yin understood that now that he was sick, his combat strength had dropped a lot, and if he didn't use all his strength, he would definitely be killed!
So he began to play again, and the phantom of a giant eagle appeared behind him!
Come on! Look at this condor, can you peck the snake spirit to death!
The other monks stopped in confusion, and some of the disciples with profound cultivation could faintly see the phantoms on the two of them.
Ling Yin gradually felt powerless, but Qianchen fought so hard that the snake's pupils were shining.
Not long after, Ling Yin spat out a mouthful of old blood, and Qianchen's Spiritual Sucking Knife was about to plunge into his neck, but a man in white fell from the sky, and an ordinary folding fan actually opened Qianchen's Spiritual Sucking Knife.
Qianchen's blow was unloaded, and he retreated violently, and the man flew up, wrapped around Qianchen's waist, and led her to Ling Yin.
Qianchen had already faded the snake's pupils at this time, and the injuries on his body gradually became painful.
She glanced at the man and saw that he was wearing a half-bronze mask, revealing only a cleanly contoured chin.
"Yin Si! Get out of the way, the old man wants to see how this stinky girl kills the old man! Ling Yin lost face, and simply broke the jar.
"Please go and receive the punishment yourselves." Yin Si ignored him, "Elder Ling Yin took the lead in making trouble, expelled the Imperial Sect after the epidemic, and compensated the Xuanluo Sect for all losses. β
Ling Yin's face changed instantly.
"Let you tell me! What's the matter with having a disciple do it? I'm a serious elder! β
Yin Si's thin lips were hooked, and Feng looked at Ling Yin who was lying on the ground: "It depends on whether you have that ability." β
After that, he raised his head: "It seems that your health is very good, and you can still climb such a high mountain to make trouble when you are sick, please go back, don't force me to send you down." β
Although everyone was not convinced, they still scolded and went back, Ling Yin shouted to find the Great Heavenly Venerable, and finally left.
Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed, and Yin Si hurriedly supported her.
"Hey, is this show good?" Qianchen endured the severe pain and said defiantly.
"Where do you start with that?" Yin Si looked at this mess, "It seems that I don't have to go back." β
Qianchen was so angry that he twisted his waist fiercely: "Why didn't you come out when he beat me?" If I want him to come out, you're really going to pick the time. β
Yin Si gasped in pain: "Hey, conscience of heaven and earth, I rushed here when I saw them coming up the mountain, and when I came, you pressed that old man and beat him." β
"Hmph." Qianchen sighed again, "I'm going to work, you can take a child to the Chaoran Building." β
"Let him go on his own, it's not that he doesn't know where the place is." Yin Si said without hesitation, "There are no people here now. β
Qianchen was held and limped to open the door lock, and Ye Haoxuan pounced-
"Sister Aji!"
There was actually a cry in his voice.
"What are you crying about, quick, follow this senior brother to the Chaoran Building, it's not safe here." Qianchen grinned in pain, and said to Yin Si again, "Please send this child and help me again." β
Yin Si shook his head, unable to see the expression on his face: "I'll help you deal with the injuries on your body first, Haoxuan will also help, right?" β
Ye Haoxuan nodded, with tears in his eyes: "They are so bad, how can they treat a girl like this?" I will definitely sue and let the elders in charge punish them severely!" β
Qianchen smiled: "You kid still have a little conscience." β