After teaching the disciples of the Shaohua Mountain Preparatory Class to learn how to run the internal force and smell the incense, he was going to teach the disciples to make incense.

However, before teaching his disciples to make incense, Tang Nagging nagged about the incense smelling class he had taught before, saying that after knowing how to smell incense and smelling smells, he couldn't rely on knowing these spells to do bad things.

As soon as the disciples listened to Tang's chatter, they were all sleepy, they sat in their seats, their eyes closed, and they were about to fall asleep before they knew it.

Suddenly, the disciples who closed their eyes and recuperated all smelled an extremely foul smell at the same time. This smell seems to be the mixed smell of glutinous rice and vegetables.

"It smells terrible!" The disciples opened their eyes, covered their noses and shouted.

Tang chattered but smiled, and said to the disciples, "Disciples, this smell is sprayed by me!" This perfume is called 'Eighteen Layers of Hell' sobering water. No matter how sleepy the person or immortal is, when he smells this 'eighteenth layer of hell' to wake up his mind, he immediately feels refreshed! “

Lu Ruiqi, the crow's mouth, opened her mouth and shouted: "Master, this kind of water, you are embarrassed to call it perfume." We smell it, we would rather go to the eighteenth layer of hell than smell this kind of 'eighteenth layer of hell' to wake up our heads! ”

Chen Shaoxuan protested: "Lu Ruiqi, if you want to go to the eighteenth layer of hell, you go down by yourself, I would rather smell this stinky water than go down to the eighteenth layer of hell!" ”

After the disciples laughed, they protested to Tang that this so-called perfume was too smelly.

Tang chattered and said: "Strictly speaking, this stinky water is also called perfume!" The so-called incense is not necessarily the smell of all kinds of relaxation, it may be smelly and sour. You smell this perfume, you don't feel sleepy, right? ”

"I'm not sleepy!"

Tang chattered and said: "If there are still people who are sleepy, the master will spray some 'Eighteen Layers of Hell' to wake up your mind, so that you can smell enough!" ”

"No need! No more! The disciples hurriedly shouted.

Tang chattered again, saying that the disciples' clothing, speech, and behavior were not good this way.

As the disciples listened, they couldn't help but wonder and fell asleep again.

Tang chattered that the disciples were sleeping soundly, and when he was angry, he sprayed the so-called 'Eighteen Layers of Hell' to wake up his mind.

However, this kind of "eighteen layers of hell" woke up too much, and the disciples got used to it, and they were tired, so they still slept soundly. Some disciples slept so soundly that saliva flowed to their mouths.

Tang chattered angrily, he said that he had brought so many realms of preparatory classes, and he had never seen a disciple in this realm so skinny!

In fact, Tang chattered that he should reflect on his teaching methods, the disciples of the preparatory class in this world are either the children of rich families or the descendants of the immortal family, even Bai Yingluo's demeanor is always a little stupid disciple, although he is not born in a rich and noble family, he is also born with a fairy fetus, legend has it that he was born of Jin Lian, his guardian, spent a lot of money to help Shaohua Mountain rebuild the mountain gate, he has passed the assessment, so he can come here to cultivate immortals!

After chattering a lot of nonsense, Tang finally cut to the point, taught his disciples to make the "Eighteen Layers of Hell" sobering water, and said that he wanted his disciples to go to the mountains and forests to collect and make the materials for the "eighteen layers of hell" sobering water, and after making it, take it to the class to see who makes it well!

Hu Yu is the second generation of bandits, he saw that everyone wanted to go to the immortals to collect materials for making sobering water, and stopped everyone: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from here, leave to buy road money." ”

"Annoying!" Everyone pushed Hu Yu aside and hugged him.

Hu Yu said: "Don't underestimate me, one day, I will become a full-time bandit!" ”

The people who heard the nonsense laughed secretly, but no one looked back.

Nan Xiaofan returned to the Jade Void Peak and went to the forest to collect materials.

Nan Xiaofan has four demon maids, what kind of incense materials she wants, just move her mouth, and those four little demons quickly help her find them.

Nan Xiaofan has never made incense, she repeatedly printed and tested, according to what was written in the book, with a toad skin, wheat winter five coins, verbena five coins, yellow chrysanthemum five coins, willow branches of the ash five coins mixed together, with a jar, after boiling for three hours, add the dung five coins of Tianshan Tianyan, and then boil for an hour after opening, pour out the water, mix with tea oil, and then slowly boil into a pulp.

The three immortals of Fanjing Mountain, Nanjin Immortals of Longhu Mountain, and Beitian Immortals of Qingcheng Mountain went to Shaohua Mountain to talk to the immortals of Moya about the immortals.

The Ink Cliff Immortal felt that there were some things that were inappropriate for others to know, so he asked Mei Sheng to lead the three of them to the study of the Frost Cloud Hall of Yuxu Peak.

After the three immortals arrived, the Moya immortals invited them to take a seat, and then drank the fragrant tea sent by Mei Sheng while talking about the matter of accommodating the immortals.

Besides, it is not interesting to talk about the matter of tolerating the immortals, after all, the murderer of the poison cannot be found, and the immortal body of the tolerating immortals is lying in the heavenly hospital, and after the treatment of the heavenly doctor, there has been no improvement at all.

The immortals sighed, lowered their heads and drank tea, and were silent.

All the immortals were sitting together drinking tea and gossiping, when they suddenly smelled a strange smell that was smelly and sour.

"Oh my God, what does this smell like?" When all the immortals smelled the stench, they couldn't drink the tea, so they all put down their teacups.

The Yifeng Shangxian of Fanjing Mountain is a master of playing incense, he sniffed and called out the names and weights of the materials used to make perfumes, and then said: "This incense maker, judging from the materials, is estimated to be making 'Eighteen Layers of Hell' to wake up his mind, but the amount is not right, and the picked materials are not dry enough, and they become this strange smell!" ”

"Who is making incense?" There is an immortal who asks Moya.

The immortal on the ink cliff didn't speak, but he smiled dumbly.

"What? Someone actually made inferior incense in the Frost Cloud Hall on the ink cliff, and the heat was not right, and the amount of medicinal materials was not right, so it was boiled out such an unpleasant taste, not to make incense, but to create poison. The immortals thought this was interesting, and continued to wait for the immortals on the cliff to speak.

Moya Shangxian said: "The person who makes the 'poison' now is the girl who Rong Zhixian entrusted me to take care of, after she came to live here, she wanted to learn spells, so I asked her to go to the preparatory class to learn. In the past two days, their preparatory class talked about how to smell and make incense, and she was very interested, looking for what toad skin and other materials to make incense! ”

Nan Jin Shangxian of Longhu Mountain said with a smile: "To create this perfume, it is not a perfume that makes people feel refreshed, but a perfume that can kill people. ”

The Northern Heavenly Immortal of Qingcheng Mountain said: "This little girl, it's a little interesting, I want to see it!" ”

"Yes, call her over, and by the way, ask Yifeng Shangxian to guide her on how to play incense!" Nanjin Shangxian of Longhu Mountain also said the same.

The fairy on the ink cliff said: "Forget it, that girl's hands must be dirty at this time, let's have a chance to see you again in the future!" Don't let her disturb our interest in drinking tea, let's get together and talk about interesting things together! ”

Several immortals smiled slightly when they heard the Ink Cliff Immortals say this.

With a wave of the immortal hand on the ink cliff, the aroma of pear blossoms poured in, washing away those unpleasant smells.

Nan Xiaofan continued to make the "homework" assigned by Master Tang with great interest, and the more he did it, the more interesting he felt.

However, those little demons have been smoked to tears and snot because they are helping and fighting on the side. They secretly prayed, hoping that Nan Xiaofan would stop making incense, otherwise, they would be smoked to death!