Haotian City, Hongxiang Building.

Hongxiang Building is the largest Fengyue place in Haotian City, and this time of year is the best time for business.

Especially in a cold winter like this year, where the wind and snow are mixed and the water drips into ice, where can the wealthy gentlemen stand such weather, they can only hold back in the house, and they feel bored and bored.

When people are bored, they like lively places the most, and if they find something interesting to do, they will naturally come to interesting places.

Therefore, every time it comes to this season, the officials and nobles and the squires and wealthy families like to walk around the Hongxiang Building.

Eat and drink, listen to music, find a good-looking woman, warm quilts, warm hibiscus tents, lingering, unlimited fun.

But the queen mother passed away half a month ago, and the entire Haotian City strictly forbids drinking and fun, although the backstage of the Hongxiang Building is hard, it is not as big as the emperor's holy decree.

In addition, there have been so many things in Haotian City in the past half a month, and they are all cautious, for fear that they will accidentally lose their black yarn hats.

The tree is a big wind, and Hongxiang Building, as the largest Fengyue place in Haotian City, how many people are staring, and they don't dare to make a mistake at this juncture.

The bustard simply closed the door and gave the girls a holiday, so that the big guys could have a good New Year.

Zixiang Courtyard is the courtyard of the first brand demon of Hongxiang Building, the cold and snowy world, but the plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming, and the white snow complements each other, showing delicate.

The old bustard of Hongxianglou hurriedly walked through the corridor wearing a good white coat, and when he walked to the door, he looked around the guard, saw that there was nothing unusual, and knocked on the door.

"Misty Lotus, it's me. Old Bustard Yaoxiang lowered her voice.

Inside, a maid opened the door, poked her head out, looked left and right, and pulled the bustard in.

"Have you found the medicine?" asked Wulian eagerly.

"Hmm!" Yao Xiang took out a small porcelain vase from her bosom.

She carefully protected it in her arms all the way, and when she handed the misty lotus, the medicine bottle was warm, with her body temperature.

This medicine was asked for by her in person at the White Mountain Temple in the wind and snow.

About ten days ago, Wu Lian received a letter, and the whole person hesitated and the ants on the hot pot were in a hurry, Yao Xiang had never seen Wu Lian so flustered.

Wulian was in a hurry to get out of the city, but at that time, the Queen Mother died, the princess hall was on fire, and the entire Haotian City was strictly forbidden to enter and exit, surrounded by all the soldiers like a big iron bucket, not to mention people, even those flying in the sky were all shot down.

Hongxianglou used almost all the connections and forces, and finally three days later, Wulian secretly went out of the city with a few people from the Salvation Association and brought back two people.

A man and a woman were hiding in a secret room, and the man was badly injured and had been helped in.

Late at night, they all covered their faces again, and Yaoxiang didn't see her face clearly, but she thought that she must be a big man in the Salvation Society, otherwise Wulian would not have taken such a big risk and took the two of them into the city.

The man seemed to be seriously injured, and Wu Lian asked Yao Xiang if there was a way to find a golden medicine with excellent effect, and Yao Xiang thought of the priest of the White Mountain Temple.

The White Mountain Temple is inconspicuous among the many extraordinary temples in Haotian City, located on the top of the closed Xishan Mountain, and there are less than 5 people in the temple.

The priest inside is an alchemy maniac who has been obsessed with pills all his life, and has created a hundred-step pill.

It is persuaded that it can quickly build muscle and coagulation, relax the meridians and activate the meridians, and is the most suitable for seriously injured people to restore physical fitness.

Several guests of Hongxiang Mansion once said that they had taken that pill, which had a miraculous effect on wounds such as sword wounds and knife wounds.

Most of the priests of the temple are far away from the red dust, fasting and forbidding sex, without distractions, and serving the gods devoutly throughout their lives, which is also the origin of the name of the gods.

However, there are also a few gods and gods enshrined in the temple that do not exclude the gods from marrying wives and having children, so there are also some gods who are also passed down from generation to generation like ordinary people, and the position of the gods is also hereditary, and they are passed on to future generations by following the lineage of the clan.

It's just that there are very few believers in such a temple, and almost no one cares about it.

After all, once impregnated with earthly thoughts, it is inevitable that people will feel that the priests are not pious enough, so the spirituality of the temple will be questioned, and for those priests who live only on worship and tribute and money, life is stretched thin, and even hunger is often not enough.

This Baishan Temple is a hereditary temple, and it is better to say that it is a temple than an alchemy room.

The priest inside has been obsessed with alchemy for forty years, and has never gone down the mountain, a thin little old man.

Although there were no worshippers in this old man's temple, there were many people who asked for elixir.

It is said that the priest of the White Mountain Temple has an extremely strange personality, and ordinary people may not be able to ask for his elixir even if they spend thousands of dollars, but if they meet someone he looks like, they will take nothing and offer it in person.

Seeing that the fog lotus was in a hurry, Yaoxiang decided to go to the White Mountain Temple in person.

The endless mountain range was covered with snow, the weather was cold, the mountain road was difficult, Yaoxiang finally went up the mountain and entered the temple despite the wind and snow, but no matter how she begged, the old man just wouldn't give it.

Yaoxiang also learned from his apprentice later that this old man guarded the hereditary temple, but he had never descended the mountain in his life, nor had he ever been close to a woman......

Yaoxiang thought a little, saying that she was a god who could see through the red world, but in the end she was just a man.

"Heh~ What did that old guy say about the world's number one alchemist, and he didn't go out with a wall. Yaoxiang sneered, and subconsciously covered her swollen cheeks with her hands.

After a night of romance, the stubborn old man not only took out the elixir and gave it to her, but also said that he wanted to marry her.

Frightened, Yaoxiang escaped from the mountain on a horse overnight, and fell on her heels, almost disfigured, and her cheeks were swollen.

Wulian took the medicine, and when she saw that her cheeks were bruised, she knew that she must have suffered a lot this time, shook Yaoxiang's hand, and said gratefully: "Thank you!"

"You and my sister, if you say such things, you will be divided, although I don't know what you want to do with this medicine, but it must be to save the Independence Society, as long as it is a matter of saving the Independence Society, Yaoxiang will never give up. Yao Xiang said.

Although Yaoxiang did not have horns, her biological mother was a single horn, who grew up in Hongxiang Building since she was a child, and later met Wulian, and under the guidance of Wulian, she joined the Salvation Association.

Although it has been some years since he joined the Salvation Society, he knows very little about the members of the Salvation Association, only that there are people above the Fog Lotus, but he has never seen them.

The old man said that this medicine is very effective, and it will be effective within three days of taking it. Don't delay, give him this medicine quickly. Yaoxiang urged.

"Hmm!" Misty Lotus nodded, taking the medicine and quickly entering the inner room.

Opening the wall tray, one wall slid open, closing as soon as she entered.

In the dark and cold underground, after walking dozens of meters along the narrow road that only allowed one person, another dark grid was activated before officially entering.

The ground was cold, there were several stoves, and there was a person lying on the soft collapse, covered with a soft and heavy brocade quilt, and a layer of fine white fox fur made of fur was spread on it, for fear that the person lying on the bed would suffer the cold.

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