Lu Xuan grinded the medicine with a pestle in the Dan room.

The injured abdomen was wrapped with white gauze several times, and as long as it was not strenuous exercise, it did not feel pain.

His gaze was downcast, pondering the question.

Zhen Yuanzi has been preparing for the ancestor worship these days, and most of the time he can't see it.

It is Lu Xuan's turn to go to Sanqing Mansion to deliver medicine, or to go to morning class every day with his senior brothers, so he will see him.

Zhen Yuanzi has never been absent from the two-day morning class, but the content is not about any mysterious techniques, but scriptures similar to Lu Xuan's original world, such as:

"Fill the ten tribulations~ always use the power of the gods, and all sentient beings ~~ get rid of the way! All sentient beings are unconscious, like seeing the sun and the moon, I am too indifferent, and I have many calamities and calamities....... ”

After seeing the process of Zhen Yuanzi's alchemy with his own eyes, Lu Xuan knew that he had some real skills.

But the cultivation of the disciples in the sect relies more on taking pills, but the interesting thing is that all the disciples do not know how to refine pills, and even the refining of the opening pill is done by Zhen Yuanzi himself.

From this point, it is not difficult to analyze that Zhen Yuanzi does not trust them.

It is obviously unrealistic to want to learn something for self-preservation, not to mention that even if Zhen Yuanzi is willing to teach, Lu Xuan may not be able to learn.

"Little junior brother, the matter of the master's ancestor worship has been almost prepared, I will choose the medicine boy and you can bring it over." Heng Liang happily pushed open the heavy door, holding a piece of yellow paper and a bundle of hemp rope in his hand.

Lu Xuan nodded silently, these days he often sends medicine boys to Zhen Yuanzi.

Saying that it is a medicine boy is actually just a medicine lead, and the ending waiting for them is self-evident.

Although it was not he who hurt them, the deep sense of guilt made Lu Xuan feel like he was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to struggle.

He couldn't do anything about it, he could only watch it happen......

After counting the pills made today, Lu Xuan turned around, Hengyang had already selected the medicine boy, a total of seven people, men, women and children, with the hemp rope brought back to tie their hands in a straight line, it looked like livestock.

Heng Liang handed the rope to Lu Xuan and instructed: "Go early, don't let the master wait for a long time, I will wait for your good news in the Danfang." ”

"Senior brother, I see." Lu Xuan barely squeezed out a smile.

In the crisp sound of the medicine pestle, a few eyes quietly glanced at them a few times, mixed with a few whispers:

"Sister Zhaozhao, he took someone to alchemy again, he is definitely not a good person."

The girl with a pale face pursed her lips and said nothing, just numbly grinding the heart, liver, spleen and lungs in the medicine jar.

After walking out of the Dan room, Lu Xuan closed the door and led the medicine to Sanqing Mansion.

About a hundred steps away, the hemp rope suddenly pulled down, Lu Xuan frowned slightly, turned around, and saw the medicine behind him kneeling in a row.

"Little Daoye, I know that our people are cheap, and it is a blessing to be able to help Dao Ye become immortals, but I still haven't had time to say anything to my family, I just ask Dao Ye to take pity on us and send a letter back."

A thin middle-aged man, holding back the fear in his heart, knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly.

Lu Xuan frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Say it." ”

"The small family lives in Mao'er Hutong in Shenjing City, and there is a son named Li Cun, her mother died early, after the Taoist saw it, he asked his aunt to take him back, and said that I would not go back to work outside, and buried two hundred taels of silver in the ancestral house, so that they could help me feed Cun'er."

The middle-aged man burst into tears and choked up to confess his last words.

The same goes for others.

In this process, Lu Xuan was silent, he could not guarantee that he would be able to leave alive, nor could he guarantee that he would be able to bring his last words.

All he could do was try to calm the grief of these people.

Bringing them outside the Sanqing Mansion, Lu Xuan could feel their fear, and couldn't help but use a little more strength to pull the hemp rope.

The medicine boys entered the Sanqing Mansion tremblingly.

In the Sanqing Mansion, the senior brothers and sisters except Hengliang had already arrived, they were standing on both sides of the courtyard, the atmosphere was solemn, as if they were waiting for Lu Xuan to bring the medicine boy, and Zhen Yuanzi, who made Lu Xuan feel extremely disgusted, was standing on the steps outside the lobby:

"Good apprentices, well done, bring them in."

Lu Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he was about to go in with the rope, but suddenly heard the frightened and crazy voice of the medicine boy behind him:

"No, I don't want to, I don't want to die! Let me out! Let me out! I'm going home!"

The medicine boy at the end of the hemp rope wanted to run out like crazy.

"Peng!" The door closed tightly.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan had no choice but to use his strength to drag these people into the lobby alive.

Since taking the pill, his strength has increased a lot.

The environment in the lobby is dim, the previous oil lamp has been replaced by a red candle, burning with a faint firelight, under the landscape painting, an incense table is placed, on which nine long incense sticks are inserted, and wisps of green smoke drift upward.

Only then did Lu Xuan see clearly the landscape painting hanging in the lobby, where the green mountains and green waters were depicted on it, and the painting was just a withered old road with three heads and four arms and a twisted body, riding a green ox and walking between the mountains.

"Hehe, you haven't cultivated yet, and you can't participate in the ancestor worship ceremony." Zhen Yuanzi held a half-human-tall black sermon banner in his left hand that he didn't know where he took it out, and handed Lu Xuan a rusty copper coin sword with his right hand, and said with a smile: "You take the things for self-defense, go out"

"Got it, boy."

Lu Xuan took the copper coin sword, saluted respectfully, and walked out of the room.

The two wooden doors on the left and right sides of the lobby also "snapped" shut.

With the crisp ringing of the bell, Zhen Yuanzi's hoarse and strange voice sounded in the lobby again, and the sky became darker and darker.

"The immortal lifted up~ The jade girl followed the shape - twenty-eight nights~ and me! The soul of the disciple, the ...... of the five mysteries"

The surrounding environment was extremely dark, Lu Xuan was holding the copper coin sword, and he could clearly hear the crying, wailing, and moaning from inside, and all kinds of sounds related to despair were mixed together to make his head hurt.

The bell and chanting of the Taoist were like catalysts, and the sudden severe headache made Lu Xuan hug his head in pain, squatting on the stone steps, his vision became more and more blurred, and he could vaguely see the mockery in the eyes of the senior brothers.

Everything in front of me has fallen into darkness, and my head seems to explode at this moment, and a strange picture flashes in my mind:

Dim lights, eerie portraits, and windswept black flags.

A pair of bloody hands slapped on the wooden door and was slowly pulled into the darkness, leaving only blood-red marks.

The virtual boy in a flowered cloth jacket was hiding under the chair and on the table, giggling at him.

The pain made Lu Xuan no longer able to think, all the pictures kept shrinking in his mind, and finally turned into darkness, and his consciousness was also annihilated at this moment......