Spirit Planters Chapter 175: Again

Failed to figure out the reason, Zhenjun Qingling's laziness flared up, so he just put it aside, "Forget it this time, be careful next time."

Luo Jingchen obediently replied yes.

Seeing that there is no drama, as soon as Zhenjun Qingfeng's heart of gossip went away, he remembered the serious business, and called out to Zhenjun Qingling who wanted to float up and said, "Junior sister, your little apprentice is in the alchemy room number 10. It's all ruined."

Although Yaofeng's alchemy room is cheap for the convenience of the disciples in the peak, it still has to be compensated if it is damaged.

As a disciple of the Peak Master, True Monarch Qingling naturally knows this rule.

The futon that just floated back down to the chair, "Second Senior Brother, Qinglian's Dan furnace and Dan training techniques were taught by Master Jingxing, do you think there will be any problems?"

He knew that this little junior sister wanted to default on the debt, but he wouldn't dare to say that there was something wrong with Uncle Jing Xing's things, so Zhenren Qingfeng could only shake his head.

"I gave Chang An the pill she used, and my pill was given by Master. Do you think there will be a problem?"

No one can question one's own master, so Qingfeng Zhenren shook his head happily.

"Her elixir was exchanged from the sect, do you think there is a problem?"

90% of the medicines in the sect come from the medicine peak. If there is a problem with the medicine in the sect, it means that there is a problem with the medicine peak. Of course, this gentleman Qingfeng has to say anything.

Qingling Zhenjun took a sip of tea, said too much, and was thirsty, "Well, since the pill stove, pill recipes, elixir, and techniques are all right, the second brother thinks that the problem of frying the stove is the end. Where did it come from?"

Shen Qingfeng was startled, the five elements of alchemy. Junior sister has already said four, and only the last fire is left.

Lazy glanced at the froze Zhenren Qingfeng, and Zhenjun Qingling said slowly, "Second Senior Brother, your alchemy room is so impure that it almost blew up the genius disciple I finally received. Now, how do you think this account will be calculated?"

True Monarch Qingfeng looked at her in disbelief, not for being so rude.

Qingling Zhenjun directly ignored his accusation, "Qinglian's Yunding Furnace is a gift from Jing Xing Shishu. It was destroyed because of a problem with the fire in your alchemy room. Second senior brother, should you give it to me? An explanation?"

Mao's explanation, it's okay for people to use it, why did something happen to her disciples, and now that the fire in the alchemy room has been blown up, isn't she bullying herself to death without any evidence?

Without waiting for Qingfeng Zhenren to refute, Qingling Zhenjun, who has always been slow, spoke up again, "Speaking of the welcome gift, even the iron rooster Heming gave. You, your second cousin, didn't say anything. Second Senior Brother, don't you think that you are too much? This is my first apprentice to form a pill."

Speaking of the end. She looked up at Qingfeng Zhenren's sad face. Jingde Daozun only accepted her as a female disciple, and she was the youngest, so although she always liked to be lazy, she was very favored among the brothers. To be precise, her current virtue is also used by them. Now that she sees it like this, Zhenren Qingfeng suddenly feels that he has sinned too much.

"Junior sister, the second senior brother is just busy for a while, so it's not that he won't give it." In fact, he wanted to wait for the official apprenticeship to give it, but now he is a little messy due to the small appearance of Qingling Zhenjun. So it is customary to apologize first.

"The second senior is planning to give it now?"

"Of course, of course."

"Qinglian's pill furnace is gone."

"I have it. I have it."

While talking about Qingfeng Zhenren, he took out a pill furnace and was about to hand it to Luo Jingchen.

Qingling Zhenjun glanced at it, "Qinglian blew up a top-level magic weapon, second senior brother, you are the uncle of the direct relative."

The first sentence Qingfeng Zhenren also frowned, and the second sentence made him directly wilted. After all, he was his own direct relative and nephew. He couldn't let outsiders compare the past, so he put the original one back into the storage ring, and then Took out another one.

Seeing that the apprentice accepted the greeting, the Qingling Zhenjun smiled with satisfaction, and covered his mouth and blew a delicate owe, "Just now I forced my way out, but now my blood seems to be out of order, second senior brother, I will not I'll send you off, by the way, Chang An will take Qinglian back to wash up and take medicine for a rest, but don't leave any root cause."

Chang An responded, and his brother stepped forward, pulled Luo Jingchen, who was still a little dumbfounded, and walked out quickly, while the Qingling Zhenjun had floated back to the inner room, and in a blink of an eye, outside The only guest left in the hall was Qingfeng Zhenren.

Real Qingfeng, who didn't even drink a cup of spirit tea, sat for a while before realizing it, and Qingling Peak immediately let out a roar, "Junior sister, you are pretending to be a brother again."

But the inner room was quiet, Luo Jingchen's door was tightly closed, one of the master and the apprentice had to retreat and the other had to wash up. He, a big man, was not easy to break in. In the end, the real Qingfeng could only fly with hatred. After leaving Qingling Peak, the show is too bad to watch, that mountain and river stove was prepared by myself for my disciples.

Lying by the window and looking out, making sure that Qingfeng Zhenren really left, Chang An sat on the ground and patted his chest in fear, "Fortunately, we flashed fast, otherwise we would have been scolded for blood. "

Chang Ping didn't speak, but he also had a worried expression on his face.

Luo Jingchen, who was sitting in the back, looked at the Shanhe Furnace in his hand, thinking back on what happened just now, and admired his newly recognized master's ability to confuse black and white, and dared to love that her appearance was used to deceive the public.

Mu Zhusheng in the spirit beast bag is also realizing that the most cunning person in this world is still a human being.

Remembering that he was still in a state of embarrassment, and that he was really uncomfortable in the alchemy room for so many days, Luo Jingchen decided to wash up as the Qingling Zhenjun said, declined Chang An's service, and waited for their brothers and sisters to leave. Went to the inside.

Qingling Zhenjun is not only lazy, but also a person who can enjoy it. I chose this mountain because there are natural hot springs here, so the living water is introduced into the room, and there is a hot spring pool.

After closing the connection between the spirit beast bag and the outside world, Luo Jingchen undressed and soaked.

Mu Zhusheng rolled her eyes, even if she didn't shut herself up, she wouldn't peek at it, okay, stingy.

Luo Jingchen didn't know that he had an opinion. Leaning on the wall, she was thinking about it, she was too late to call out the Chaos Qinglian protection, if it wasn't for the apprenticeship sent by the Qingling Zhenjun. There was a guard jade plaque in the ceremony, which worked at that time, and I was afraid that I would be killed by such an inexplicable explosion. True Monarch Qingling will rush to rush, thinking that it is because he feels that the jade card is broken.

From the point of view of Feiyunpa's advancement, my blood is definitely not simple. If it can be used in alchemy, it will definitely be of great use, but only one drop caused such a big reaction. Is it because I added the wrong time or Is it really too much? Luo Jingchen's brows tightened the more he thought about it.

"Chen Er, haste is not enough."

Luo Mingzhi's sudden voice made her tremble and her mind slowed down. She took a deep breath and laughed at herself. It was indeed because she was impatient. I was just getting started, like a little baby who just learned to crawl, but was eager to run, how could I not fall over.

"Uncle Eleven, I understand, don't worry, it won't happen in the future."

Luo Mingzhi hummed with satisfaction, and didn't say any more, he knew that he didn't need to teach the niece too much.

Completely relax and sink into the water, Luo Jingchen decided that she can't advance in such a hurry in the future. What she needs to do now is to learn alchemy, learn more alchemy recipes, and then she can practise for the people on the Wandering Island in the future. To make a suitable medicinal pill, as for the grade of medicinal pill, practice makes perfect, as long as you practice hard, you can definitely improve, but your own blood cannot be tested in Dan Cauldron Sect anyway. The first time was accidental, the second time it was suspicious.

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p; Thinking of the cultivator who built the foundation on the spot in the pill room, she couldn't help but sigh, hoping that he could drag on for more time, so that the medicinal residue in the pill room would completely lose its medicinal properties.

Perhaps it was her prayer that worked. The old cultivator named Fan Congde spent three months to build the foundation. He gave up at first and built the foundation suddenly. He almost had an accident due to lack of spiritual power, but Zhenren Qingfeng couldn't bear that he didn't even have the last chance. He made an exception and gave him two Foundation Establishment Pills and closed the entire alchemy room for him to set up a spirit gathering array. He himself was strong enough. , which finally succeeded.

Just waiting for the alchemy room to reopen, the dregs in the ground cross have completely lost their medicinal properties, and it is impossible to find out what was added. It's awkward.

Luo Jingchen let out a sigh of relief.

Fan Congde's success in building a foundation has to be done by someone else, and Luo Jingchen has also resumed his previous life, leaving the medicine garden to Liao Qingfeng, and practicing alchemy with all his heart and mind, as for Qingling Zhenjun , I haven't come out since the day I said I was going to retreat, and I probably fell asleep.

After two months, Luo Jingchen received Shiyi's communication symbol again, "Little sister, how about going shopping with my brother tomorrow? I heard that there are a lot of good things."

Fair Market? Luo Jingchen hurriedly called Chang An to ask ~IndoMTL.com~ It turns out that there is a square market of Dandingzong in Tianyang City, but the square market Shiyi mentioned is not that, but Tianyizong, Dandingzong, The five sects of the Five Elements, Spirit Beasts and Tianjianmen hold an exchange market once a year, which is convenient for the disciples of each sect to communicate with each other and exchange feelings. And this year's landlord happens to be Dan Dingzong.

After listening to this, Luo Jingchen was really moved. She didn't forget that Xiaoqi and the others were lacking in foundation-building exercises. Now that several major sect disciples are gathered together, she might be able to find a suitable one, but The spirit stone was a big problem. When he left the Wandering Island, all the spirit stones he got from the Inner Sea of ​​Ananda were left behind. Now the spirit stones on his body were still given by Mingren.

Chang An immediately laughed when she heard her distress, "Girl, you have practiced so many medicinal pills during this period of time, and the ones that the True Monarch gave you, you don't need at all, as long as you pay enough money to the Zongmen Contribution Institute Yes, you can sell it. We have our elixir shop in Tianyangfang City, but the price will be lower, but now that several major sect disciples are gathered, there must be a lot of Qi-refining disciples here. You can set up your own stall to earn more money.”

Luo Jingchen's eyes lit up when he heard this, yes, not only did he have medicinal pills, he also had a lot of unnecessary greeting gifts given to him by real people before. So he went back to Shiyi and agreed to his invitation. ()