Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 10: Master

The outer disciple finally cried, crying and said, "It's Xu Jian! The villain witnessed that he was poisoned in the wolf's sudden meal, led people to kill him in the night, and finally knocked him off the cliff. , The villain has already said, seniors spare your life!"

Qin Yu's fingers pressed hard, and the person rolled his eyes and passed out. He turned to go out. The black robe seemed to absorb the light under the moonlight, making it darker.

"Xu Jian..." Qin Yu's body was as cold as a ghost, his eyes flushed with violent anger, but he did not lose his reason.

Xu Jian is not the only one who kills the wolf, and even if he wants to take revenge, he cannot attack the spell. The only thing that can be used is the magic weapon corpse nail, and the frontal fight may not be triumphant.

Qin Yu raised his right hand, looked at the fingers that were white and tender and glowing with ivory luster, and whispered, "Poison?"

The night faded, and the light shrouded the earth again. The quiet surrounding the Dongyue School Gate was broken by a mess, and the Outer Sect disciples left their residences and started their day's work. No one knows that a disciple who woke up in the morning, in fear and hesitation, found that everything was as peaceful as before, and finally chose silence.

Qin Yu easily entered Xu Jian's courtyard. As the leading figure among the outer disciples, his residence was not only spacious, but also very well-built. This can be seen in the underground wine cellar.

The blue brick is the vault, the floor is sweeping very clean, the oak wine rack is the original wood color, exudes a light fragrance, and it becomes more charming when mixed with the wine.

Qin Yu glanced a few times and found an opened wine jar, there was still some wine in it, it should be the rest. This kind of open altar wine must be drunk in a short time, otherwise it will have a sour taste if it comes into contact with the air too much.

Carefully unwrap the wine seal, poke your hand in, and collect your finger as soon as you touch it. After wiping off the liquor and restoring the seal to its original state, Qin Yu turned and left.

Xu Jian is a good wine person. Many people know that he is surrounded by many minions, largely because of the large amount of fine wine sent in from the Xu family outside the mountain every year. So he always likes to share wine with his minions to win people's hearts.

Tonight is no exception.

The wolf died suddenly, and Xu Jian personally drove him down the cliff, where there was a river of raging rushing below the bottom, and it would be no escape from falling into it. But this kid is really tricky, he still has such supernatural power after being poisoned, and he starts to tingle faintly when he thinks of it.

Fortunately, everything is over. There is also Qin Yu, who may be alive now, but after spending a year in the place where erysipelas is raging, I am afraid that he is wailing and lingering.

Hmph, anyone who dares to oppose me will not end well!

Thinking of his pride, Xu Jian raised his head and drank a toast. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. How could there be a hint of fragrance more than yesterday? Could it be the reason for contact with the air?

As a wine lover, he was going to study it. Just as he wanted to greet a few people to drink less, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen. This feeling is like being stabbed with a knife, stirring fiercely, turning the intestines into a pool of rotten meat.

Xu Jian's face turned pale at once, and there was no more blood. He fell on the ground and opened his mouth to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound. The body bowed into a prawn, his fingers scratched the ground frantically, and his nails fell off and shattered, and soon he was bloody. His eyes full of fear reflected the twisted body of the entire courtyard, struggling in pain and stiff in despair.

Qin Yu stood on the tree, watching everything happening in the courtyard coldly, waiting for Xu Jian's twisting body to become completely stiff, bowed his head and turned away. There are countless magical monks in the world. He didn't show up just because he didn't want to leave a trace in this matter.

Without staying any longer, Qin Yu went all the way back to the Disposal Department and set up a cloak mound beside the underground medicine field. Sitting on the ground, without wine or vegetables, naturally you don't have to worry about it, with muddy hands.

"Potato, you see that killing is very simple, there is no trace, and it can make them taste enough pain. So you have to admit that Xiaoye is smarter than you. When it comes to this, I can't help but scold you, these In the year you learned from me and called myself a young master, why didn’t you learn that I was three-point smart and died so easily. Do you know what I missed? I’m ready to share the little blue light with you. The effect of!"

Qin Yu clapped his hands and took it out of his arms, and the blue sea bloomed with it, "Look, this is the little blue lantern, my name is simple and easy to remember. You are not curious, why did Wei Wei Suddenly turned over? I'm telling you now, the reason is it. See you, I'm also in the foundation building now!"

It was babbling, showing up for a long time, and even took out a series of pills and placed them in front of the grave.

Qin Yu felt a bit dry mouth, raised his hand and wiped his face, and then took back the pills one by one, "You don't need these if you die, I keep it for myself, but from today on, the title of the young master I leave it to you, sleep well, no one is here."

He turned and left, crawled out of the tunnel and fell on the dirty bed. For the first time in eight years, he didn't practice and fell asleep like this.

This sleep, three days and three nights, seems to release all the fatigue in the bones at once. When Qin Yu opened his eyes, all his thoughts were calm, at least on the surface. He started cultivating again, more serious than before, and even more sleepless.

Because Qin Yu personally experienced the fragility of life, Langtu's death made him truly realize that only if he is strong enough can he live well.

But a few days later, Qin Yu stopped his cultivation because he found that after breaking through the foundation building period, the effects of point spirit pill and yangyuan pill were rapidly weakened, and he could no longer support his rapid improvement in cultivation.

The reason is very simple. The pill during the refining period is of course limited to the foundation-building monks. If you want to solve it, you must swallow a higher-level pill.

After thinking for a day, Qin Yu stepped out of the Disposal Division again in the dark, looked up to discern the direction, and left quietly.

In one year, the waste pills in the underground furnace were almost exhausted. If you want to continue to swallow pills, you can only obtain them from the outside world. This move is risky, but after careful consideration, Qin Yu still decides to make a move. If it goes well, the harvest will be amazing!

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Dongliu Town is not big, with seven or eight long streets running horizontally, but it is the most famous trading market within a thousand miles. Zengjia Danbaoge is a time-honored brand in the town, specializing in the business of elixirs and materials. Because of its reliable quality and fair prices, it has a first-rate reputation in the outside world.

Under the bright light of the glazed lamp, the shopkeeper frowned, and he was carefully calculating the sales and acquisitions in the store recently. The more he calculated, the uglier his face became.

In the past half month, 421 copies of alchemy materials have been sold, twice as much as usual, and the number of purchases has been less than 100 copies. The sales of pills have dropped by nearly 40%.

For fifty years in charge of the counter, the shopkeeper has already developed an instinct, and immediately smelled an unusual smell from the incident.

"Go, check and find out what's going on." The shopkeeper waved his hand, the corner shadow flickered, and a figure had quietly left. The Zeng Jiaxiong has been in Dongliu Town for hundreds of years. The main reason for the generation of strong people in the clan is mainly related to the secret forces cultivated under his command.

The shopkeeper is confident that as long as the Zeng family makes a move, no matter where this secret flow comes from, there will be nowhere to hide.

An hour later, a few thin sheets of paper were sent to the big shopkeeper. He looked down for a few times, his face disappeared without care, and fine beads of perspiration even appeared on his forehead. Not daring to delay any longer, he grabbed the pieces of paper, roared to let people prepare the car, and went straight to the Zeng family mansion.

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The vast mountains dominate the earth like a giant, extending to the end of the line of sight, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. There are poisonous miasma all over it, and there are more monsters and evil charms. It is precisely because there are few traces that a large amount of spiritual grass and spiritual plants are retained. Dongliu Town has today's status, thanks to its proximity to the entrance of the mountain, and countless demon hunters and medicinal collectors will sell their income here.

Cao Hua is one of the demon hunters.

His origins are unknown, he has been fighting in this lofty mountain range for seven or eight years, and he has not died today, which is enough to know his fierceness. Gradually he gained some fame, and those who respected him a little bit, and called for Brother Cao when they met.

"Brother Cao, it's been so leisurely these days, it seems that I haven't seen you in the mountains for a few days?" In the wine shop on the street, a front was lifted, revealing a strong chest and the man shouted.

Cao Hua scolded with a smile, "Isn't it alright for Lao Tzu to rest? Always go into the mountains, be careful to put your life inside!"

There was a burst of laughter at the wine shop, and many people secretly poked their lips. Since they have become a demon hunter, they have long tied their heads to their belts. If you don't work hard, what can you exchange for a pill to improve your cultivation?

Fear of death, you should not stay here!

Cao Hua walked in a hurry, turned around and entered the alley, putting aside the laughter behind him, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

A bunch of idiots!

I can't make a lot of spiritual stones now, so who will join you, venture into the mountains to eat. Thinking of that small courtyard, Cao Hua's heart burst into flames, and he immediately became anxious, "The longer the time, the more I know about it, I have to hurry up and make a fortune."

Turning his thoughts, Cao Hua stepped a little faster, almost trotting out of the alley, smiling at the secluded courtyard in front of him.

But soon, his smile froze on his face.

Several carriages parked quietly on the street, the wide body almost occupied the street, and the tall horse was luxuriously decorated, but what shocked Cao Hua even more was the emblem of the black thorns on the carriage.

Zeng's family!

With the material in his arms, Cao Hua's clothes just purchased from Danbao Pavilion were instantly wet with cold sweat. All of this happened in an instant. For so many years, the knife's head had licked blood, and he still had the mental quality that he should have. Cao Hua kept bowing his head slightly in awe at his feet, and was about to cross the long street in another direction.

At this moment, the sound from the carriage made him freeze.

"Is it him?"

"Yes, miss."

"Just ask."

"Wait a minute."

The simple conversation was not rushing, and it seemed casual. Cao Hua had enough time to leave, but he seemed to have rooted under his feet, and he did not dare to move.

The big shopkeeper who bowed and talked in front of the carriage stood up straight, and glanced coldly, "If you don’t run away, you can suffer less. Let’s go, talk to the old man, come here. What to do?"

Cao Hua followed with a pale face.

After a while, the shopkeeper returned to the car and said respectfully: "Miss, I'm clear about it. It's the same ratio of three to one as the previous three." As he said, he looked at the courtyard not far away. The commandment is deep.

The carriage went quiet, and the woman inside seemed to be pondering. After a few breaths, the door opened, and a cloud of blue floated down. Her facial features are not so brilliant, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are even immature, but when combined together, they exude amazing charm~IndoMTL.com~ Every move is intriguing.

After a glance, the door is still closed, Zeng Mo'er's eyes flickered, "I'll go and see."

The shopkeeper's eyes stared slightly, "Don't..."

Zeng Mo'er interrupted with a wave of her hand, "I came to ask Dan, as their request is, do you dare to make it difficult for me?" Then, she vaguely glanced at the carriage on the back, and her heart became more calm.

The shopkeeper couldn't stop her, so she had to prepare materials to follow behind her with a solemn expression. The lady is the jewel in the palm of her ancestors. If she goes wrong, she might as well die early and leave a way for her family to survive.

Knock on the door.

The courtyard was quiet, and when the shopkeeper frowned, when he was about to knock again, there was the sound of lazy footsteps.

The gate of the courtyard opened, and inside was a tall young man, not handsome, but a little bit British. It's just that at this moment he has bloodshot eyes, and he looks like he is seriously inadequate to rest, and his tone is unavoidable.

"You are also seeking pill? Know the rules."

Zeng Mo'er sniffed the scent of the medicine, and saluted quietly, "I heard that a master is visiting Dongliu Town, and the little girl Danbaoge Zeng Mo'er came to see me specially. I don't want the master to be so young. It is beyond the little girl's expectations. "

The young man's complexion changed, and he waved his hands again and again, "Don't talk nonsense, it's the old...Master, I'm only responsible for running errands."

"Oh, that was the little girl who was abrupt. I'm troubled, brother, and Dan Baoge, the junior of the Zeng family, please see me." Zeng Mo'er smiled slightly.

The young man shook his head, "The master is not seeing guests. If you ask Dan, please provide the materials, otherwise please return."

Zeng Mo'er's face stiffened, and immediately gloomy, "Brother Dao, it's better to tell me. My Zeng family is considered a powerful person in Dongliu Town. Doesn't it even have the qualifications to see a master?"

The young man rolled his eyes and closed the door with a "bang", and the sound of footsteps quickly disappeared.