So, Jingyi had to grit his teeth and nod, and said in a strong tone: "What don't you dare?" Okay, Poor Dao promised her that if Poor Dao lost, she would worship Cha Cha as a teacher. ”

Cha Cha stretched out her little fat hand and said to Jing Yichang: "No, you have to hook up if you bet." ”

Jingichi: ......

He stared at Cha Cha's fat fingers, which were as soft as a small meat worm, and felt that his promise was a little hasty.

But Cha Cha's expression was unusually solemn.

"Good, good!"

Jingyi used a child's tone to tease the child, smiled and stretched out his finger to follow Cha Cha and hook it.

Cha Cha was satisfied, and happily held the "Dark Pill Furnace" in his hand and came to the middle of the road.

She put the "Immortal Pill Furnace" on the ground and took out two talismans, one fire talisman and one purification talisman.

With a sound of "......", the fire talisman flew under the Dan furnace, and the yin flame faintly began to burn.

Cha Cha flew the purification charm into the fire again, and the yin fire instantly became vigorous.

Jing Yi looked at it for a long time, and immediately frowned slightly, revealing a surprised expression, as if he was stupid.

Cha Cha silently chanted the incantation, looking at the blue flames, everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils, and even Qin Junda, who had always been indifferent, had a trace of shock in his eyes.

He couldn't believe it: in this world, there really is such a subtle metaphysics!

Qin Junda pinched his fingers, and looked at the yin fire in the Jingming Pill Furnace with a deep look in his eyes.

Cha Cha was fanning the wind against the "Stygian Dan Furnace", the dark blue flame burned her little face flushed, like a big apple, her forehead was full of beads of sweat, and her dark eyes looked at the Dan Furnace seriously without blinking.

Jing Yichang was also concentrating on refining medicine, constantly adding medicinal materials to Shennong Ding.

Suddenly, Cha Cha blinked, her eyebrows bent, "By the way, I have to add some condiments to make the pill more delicious." ”

After saying that, she quickly ran to the barbecue grill with her little short legs, scooped a spoonful of barbecue sauce with a spoon, and added it to the "Dark Pill Furnace".

Jing Yi looked at it for a long time, and sneered in his heart: A little baby is a little baby, isn't this playing at home? How can anyone add barbecue sauce to the elixir?

Good medicine is bitter, you should eat sugar!

Soon, the two of them finished refining the elixir.

Cha Cha let out a long breath, after such a long time, she had only refined two pills, while Jing Yi Chang had refined a full pot.

"Haha, kid, your efficiency is a little poor!"

Jing Yichang pointed to his results and said proudly.

Cha Cha shook his legs, and said indifferently: "Modern medicinal materials have low efficacy, and they can only be refined when condensed." However, the elixir I refined can cure all diseases, and it tastes delicious! ”

Jing snorted coldly: "What's the use of being delicious?" I have more pills than you, and I won. ”

Hearing him unilaterally declare victory, Cha Cha frowned and said, "Your pill doesn't work at all, just starve." ”

Jing Yi laughed out loud again, "You are cooking for me!" My elixir also cures all diseases. ”

Cha Cha said to everyone: "Since this is the case, then let's compare, I don't know if anyone has a disease that can't be cured?" ”

"I have."

A disciple of Xuantian Temple raised his hand and said, "I have stomach problems, I have been in pain, and no medicine I take will work. ”

Jing Yi said for a long time: "Oh, it's Mingkong! Okay, then you can take a pill as a teacher! Guaranteed to cure your stubborn illness. ”

"Thank you, Master."

Mingkong Ji thanked him.

Cha Cha suddenly stomped his feet and shouted, "Don't eat it, why do you have to take your pill first?" In case he eats yours first and then eats mine, once his illness is cured, the Taoist chief should say that your medicine is slow to act, so you have to take my medicine first. ”

With the lesson of Bu Daochang, Cha Cha doesn't want to give others another opportunity.

Jing Yi raised his eyes and glanced at her, and smiled: "The little girl is quite clever, okay, Poor Dao promised you, let Mingkong take your pill first." ”

Cha Cha handed the pill to Ming Kong, with a smile on her face: "Eat, big brother." The pill wasn't bitter, I added barbecue sauce and honey to it. ”

Mingkong smiled at her, his gaze swept over the pill, and the smile deepened.

The entrance of the pill is soft and fragrant, as if eating another delicious dish.

Good appetizer.

In an instant, he felt the discomfort in his stomach dissipate, and his body felt as if he was eighteen years old again.

Mingkong stroked his stomach and said in disbelief: "I'm fine, I'm really fine." ”

"Cha Cha, thank you so much."

How is this possible?

Jing was stunned for a long time, and asked Mingkong again: "Mingkong, are you really good?" ”

Mingkong nodded vigorously and said excitedly: "Yes, Master, I'm really fine." ”

Jing Yi was stunned, suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he walked over quickly, looking at a round pill in the Dark Pill Furnace, full of shock.

He said to Cha Cha, "Cha Cha, can you show the pill you just refined to Poor Dao?" ”

Cha Cha handed him the elixir.

Jing Yichang looked at it carefully for a long time, and felt that this pill was clearly no different from what he had refined!

Just this little pill can cure Mingkong's stubborn disease for many years?

It's amazing!

He couldn't come back to his senses in a daze, his mind was in chaos, not that he didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to believe it.

Cha Cha pointed at him and said, "Dao Chief, now it's your turn." ”

Jing Yichang smiled dumbly, and said with an excuse: "Oh, look at it, my disciples are all in good health, and it seems that the poor Dao medicine can't be delivered!" ”

As a result, as soon as the words fell, a coughing sound was heard.

In the crowd, a young Taoist priest walked out, coughing and saying, "Master, ahem, I have a cough...... Ahem...... of the condition. ”

It's really good to make a face for the teacher!

Jing Yi puffed in his heart, glanced at him, and asked in a cold voice, "Really?" ”

He originally meant to let the young Taoist priest take the opportunity to retreat, and he would not be better than him, but he didn't admit it, but the young disciple was stunned, and still said solemnly: "Master...... I...... Ahem, really, ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

Cha Cha on the side showed a pitiful expression and said, "Dao Chief, your apprentice has a bad cough, can you treat him quickly?" ”

"Hmm!"

Jing frowned tightly, took out an elixir from Shennong Ding, and threw it to the young disciple.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

If the disciple had obtained the treasure, he quickly took it. However, the recovery he was hoping for did not come, and he still coughed incessantly, and his face couldn't help but show disappointment.

"Master...... What, ahem, it doesn't work? ”

Jing Yichang looked embarrassed, wondering how to deal with it.

In the end, he decided to cover up his defeat with toughness.

Jing Yi said coldly: "It doesn't work? Really? You're not pretending to cough, are you? ”

The disciple shook his head and coughed incessantly.

Cha Cha said: "Dao Chief, your apprentice doesn't look like he's pretending to be sick, you look at him, his face is coughing red." ”

Jing gave the apprentice a long look, and this time the disciple understood that whether he coughed or not was related to the victory or defeat of the master's competition, so he struggled to stop coughing.

After a while, his face turned purple eggplant.

Jing Yi saw it and said with satisfaction: "Look at it, everyone has seen it, he doesn't cough anymore, which shows that the poor pill works." ”

However, even Cha Cha a child can see that the other party is forbearing. She said angrily: "You liar, you cheat, you obviously didn't cure his cough, you just scared him and made him stop coughing." ”

"No, no."

Shizuichi also stubbornly denied it like a child, obviously not admitting that he had lost.

"The two of us had a tie at most, you didn't win, and Poor Dao didn't lose. If you don't accept it, we can fight again another day. ”

Cha Cha shook her head: "No need, most of the time there is no change of day, because you are about to be unlucky." ”

Jing Yi glared angrily, and his beard flew up in anger, like a big hedgehog.

"Nonsense, why can't you kid curse the poor road if you can't win? Hmph, I can't afford to lose! ”

"I can't afford to lose!"

Cha Cha also crossed his waist angrily and said: "Your face is gloomy, and the Yin Hall is dark, revealing an ominous aura, which is a harbinger of bad luck." ”

Jing Yi disagreed: "What's the matter, you still look at this baby?" The poor road does not believe it, the poor road has the protection of the ancestors, and there will be no accidents. ”

His tone was steadfast.

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a disciple running in a panic and said, "Master, something is wrong, our Xuantian Temple has been smashed." ”