Qiu Wushuang didn't have a bad impression of the little old man Sang Muzi, and asked with a wicked smile: "Dean Sang, is the work of the Secret Hall interesting? After you become the master of the Secret Hall, remember to let me go and see it." ”

Sang Muzi laughed happily, stepped forward and patted Qiu Wushuang's shoulder, and said, "Okay, I'll wait for the little brother to come to the secret hall then." ”

Zhang Xuanben glanced at Qiu Wushuang coldly, and snorted heavily in his mouth.

When Concubine Long Qiong patted Qiu Wushuang on the shoulder, she was so frightened that she hid in Qiu Wushuang's collar. She had just flown back to his shoulder, and was lying down comfortably, when Sang Muzi came to pat Qiu Wushuang's shoulder again. She felt that the way the human race expressed its feelings was really strange, if it was in the dragon race, such closeness would show aggression, which could lead to a conflict at any time.

"Alas, back in the collar again. She muttered and jumped onto Qiu Wushuang's collar. When she looked up, she saw Zhang Xuanben looking at Qiu Wushuang's unkind gaze, and she couldn't help but feel angry.

She locked the meridians of Zhang Xuanben's right hand with a dragon storm aura, and then flew up with the aura to roll up the two iron galls in his hand and fell into the stream ten meters away.

Zhang Xuanben only felt that his right hand was numb, but the two iron galls between his palms and fingers flew down into the stream as if they had wings. They are like a pair of children playing in the water, jumping up and down in the stream.

"Who's—who's teasing me? Give me out, give me some kind of thing. Zhang Xuanben shouted angrily.

Zhang Chunshui, the deacon of the secret hall, led people to jump into the stream, and more than a dozen people were in the pool, circling around two iron galls.

The two iron galls seem to have eyes, and they can always avoid the pursuit of these more than ten people. Sometimes they sink into pools, sometimes they roll on the water, sometimes they leap into mid-air----

The scene was comical. The people on both sides of the stream seemed to be watching a trick, and some people couldn't help but cheer loudly for the two iron galls. And the people in the secret hall in the stream, the more they couldn't catch up with the iron guts, the more anxious they became, several fell into the pool like chickens in soup, and a few fell on the rocky beach and fell on all fours. They were like clowns participating in a trick show, making onlookers laugh.

Qiu Wushuang touched his empty right shoulder, and knew that it was Long Feiqiong who was playing. He waited for her to play for a while, and then exclaimed, "The time has come to witness the miracle." Open the furnace—"

Long Feiqiong threw the two iron galls into the grass on the shore like kicking a ball, then flew back to his shoulder, and said to him: "Ugly brother, it's so funny." ”

Qiu Wushuang patted her little body and said, "Okay, I've had enough, it's important to get down to business." ”

As early as when Zhang Xuanben was abnormal, Zhang Qingchen used the exercises to explore, but found nothing. With his out-of-body mid-level cultivation, he can't find the other party's qi, and the secret hall advocates that Xuanben is only a middle-level cultivation in the Yuan Infant stage, and it is not a problem to be teased.

He looked at Qiu Wushuang's words and deeds, and said secretly: "This Qiu brother is really guarded by a fairy-like character by his side. ”

Qiao Songnian hugged Qiu Wushuang into the small courtyard, and shouted as he walked: "Open the furnace—"

The Lanzhi Elf, who was standing in the courtyard, followed them into the alchemy room. Yao'er saw that everyone involved in alchemy had gathered, she nodded solemnly, took a deep breath, and said, "Open the furnace—"

As she slowly lifted the lid of the furnace, a rich aura, like an invisible giant umbrella, slowly opened, spreading from the alchemy furnace to the entire room, to the entire small courtyard, to the Dandao courtyard, and to the banks of the stream. Three elixirs the size of pigeon eggs, as crystal as pearls, lingering with a layer of aura, are moved in the font shape in the Dan furnace, as if showing an innocent smiling face.

Yao'er stared blankly at the three elixirs for a moment, a bright smile appeared on her pretty face, and then tears rolled down.

She cried and laughed, took out three elixirs, and put them in a wooden basin. Then he took one of them and handed it to Ying Shuangshuang, and said, "Shuang'er, you can wrap this one in a thick cloth and bring it to your father." ”

Ying Shuangshuang excitedly took the elixir, and was about to bow to the ground, but was pulled by Yao'er and said, "For the sake of alchemy, you almost lost your life under the palm of the demon beast, this is what you deserve." ”

Win Shuangshuang said: "Sister Yao'er's kindness, Shuang'er will always remember it. ”

Yao'er smiled: "Actually, I also worship Sister Fairy and Brother Qiu, and I am just a favor." Twin sisters should be remembered, just remember them. ”

While she was laughing, she took another elixir from the plate and sent it to Qiu Wu's hands, and said, "Big brother, these three elixirs should actually belong to you and Sister Immortal." I have one, and it's already greedy. You will also accept a elixir for your emergency. ”

Qiu Wu said helplessly: "Yao'er-uh, sister Yao'er, you have already given my little senior sister a spirit pill, just like my filial piety to my master." What am I going to do if I take you another elixir?"

Long Feiqiong said in his ear: "Brother Ugly Eight Monsters, if you don't want this elixir, it won't fall into the hands of this guy Yao'er, so you can only get one more ninth-order elixir for the Heavenly Master Sect." But Yao'er, this guy, looks a little pleasing to the eye this time. ”

Qiu Wushuang thought for a while and said, "The elixir always has to be given to those who need it most. The ones who need the elixir to heal the most are Senior Brother Wan and Sister Lanzhi Elf. It's better to let the two of them half of this elixir, and the injury will definitely heal after taking it. ”

Seeing that he was not moved by a ninth-order spirit pill, Yao'er looked at him approvingly and said, "This is the best, it is my wish to save people with Dan Dao." ”

Wan Dahai and Lanzhi Elve, who each received half a ninth-order elixir, immediately took medicine in the alchemy room to heal their injuries. Yao'er held a broken wooden basin containing a ninth-order spirit pill in her hand, and slowly walked out of the small courtyard with Qiu Wushuang and the others.

Although the wooden basin is broken, it is like a cornucopia because of the aura rising from the ninth-order elixir. Under the attention of everyone, Yao'er walked up to Zhang Qingchen, bowed to him and said, "Heavenly Master teaches Dan Dao disciple Zhang Qingyao, refine a ninth-order spirit pill, ask the sect master for identification." ”

Most of the Heavenly Master Sect cultivators around Zhang Qingchen have seen the seventh-order spirit pill "Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill" of this sect. Now the aura rising from Yao'er's elixir is not known to exceed the seventh-order elixir many times, which shows its high grade.

Sang Muzi glanced at the Xuanben of the Secret Hall of the Secret Hall, whose face instantly turned pale, and turned to the disciples of the Dan Dao Academy and said loudly: "Take the red sandalwood box and red cloth, and ask the sect leader to put the ninth-order spirit pill into the box." ”

Zhang Qingchen laughed loudly and said, "My Heavenly Master has refined the ninth-order spirit pill, and it will be even more prosperous. The sect leader decided to invite the ninth-order elixir three days later to open the incense hall to worship the ancestors of the Heavenly Master Sect. ”

There was such a big commotion in the Dandao Academy, and the disciples of the Kucang faction had already reported to Yu Ying Jiuzhou and Tan Hanmei and his wife that they knew.

In the courtyard where everyone from the Kuocang faction lived, the Win Jiuzhou and Luo Eighteen brothers had different expressions. Win Jiuzhou is envious of the Heavenly Master Sect refining the ninth-order elixir, if he can take this grade of the elixir, not only can he cultivate for recovery, but also lay a good foundation for future cultivation; Luo Eighteen Brothers is concerned about the momentum of the Heavenly Master Sect refining the ninth-order elixir, and it will be very powerful, and there are countless cultivators to vote, and in the future, the six major cultivation sects will become the dominant situation of the Heavenly Master Sect, and they have to quickly pass this information to the Arrow Guard and Luoyan Palace.

Win Shuangshuang took Qiu Wushuang back to the residence of the Kucang faction. When all the senior brothers saw that Qiu Wushuang had suddenly become plump and handsome, and their demeanor was shining, they all came forward and asked endlessly. Hou Daya was even more speculative: "Little junior brother, have you been influenced by the ninth-order elixir aura, and the skin on your body has returned to its original state?"

"Yes, yes. Qiu Wushuang teased Hou Daya, "If the fourth senior brother is blown by the aura of that ninth-order elixir, he will definitely become a beautiful man." ”

Hou Daya cried and said with a sad face: "Heh, the fourth senior brother looks like this, and he can't be handsome if he wants to." It's just that if you can smell the aura of the ninth-order elixir, you will be willing to suffer any kind of suffering. I really envy His Royal Highness. But it's also to blame him, you said that he is a royal prince and a little prince, and he doesn't know how to cultivate, why do you have to participate in alchemy? If he didn't have to pester him to alchemy in the end, I would have cheekily asked the little junior brother to take me with me. I knew that with my little brother, there would be miracles no matter what. Little junior brother, if there is anything next time, you can't forget me. ”

Qiu Wushuang hugged a ball of old clothes tightly in his arms with both hands, bumped Hou Daya with his shoulder, squeezed his eyes at him, and said, "Where are the master and the master? Take us to meet them quickly." ”

Senior brother Lu Dewang said on the side: "Little junior sister, little junior brother, senior sister is practicing in the backyard now. Master heard that your alchemy has been completed, and he is discussing the matter of going north with the Luo family brothers and others. ”

Hou Daya shrewdly grabbed Qiu Wushuang's arm and said, "Little junior sister, little junior brother, I will accompany you to see Master." ”

Win Shuangshuang ran happily to the backyard like a deer. She said coquettishly as she ran: "Fourth senior brother, junior brother, I'll find my mother first." ”

In the small courtyard in the backyard, Tan Hanmei sat in front of the stone table in a daze. From behind, its jade neck is straight, its shoulders are like shaves, and its buttocks are as attractive as ripe peaches.

She sighed faintly, and her heart was even more confused about the days ahead. The narrow-minded, shallow, and selfish behavior that her husband Ying Jiuzhou showed after the loss of cultivation drew a chasm in her heart, and it tended to get deeper and deeper. She would rather have a mortal husband with a big heart than see a cultivator who was extremely conceited and looked very heroic, transformed into a villain who was self-mourning and selfish. She really didn't think about what to do in the future, so she didn't bother to participate in their discussions.

She couldn't imagine when it would end. The torment in her heart can be imagined.

Ying Shuangshuang tiptoed over, put his arms around her neck from behind, and said, "Mother, do you have something on your mind?"

"With Shuang'er by her side, where else does the mother have anything on her mind?" Tan Hanmei said with a smile, "I heard that you have created a miracle and refined a ninth-order spirit pill. You've been an eye-opener. The Heavenly Master Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has a profound heritage, and it has produced such a young ninth-order alchemist, I am afraid that it will make all the cultivation sects envious and jealous. ”

Ying Shuangshuang leaned into Tan Hanmei's ear and whispered, "Mother, we have not only refined one, but three ninth-order spirit pills. Senior Brother Wan shared one with the Lanzhi Elf we saved, and the little junior brother brought one back, and wrapped it in his arms with a thick cloth layer after layer, afraid that the aura would leak. ”