Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The Sect Master of the Chilong Sect, Yanyuan Xianjun, was seriously injured and used a lot of precious medicinal materials. Song Qingshi also used golden needles to extradite spiritual power into the sea, erasing those terrifying memories for them, leaving only some psychological shadows, as long as they don’t see them in the future. When it comes to related things, it will not happen.

The first genius doctor of the immortal world made a shot and used a lot of panacea. How much should it be worth?

Chilongzong really couldn't afford to pay for the spirit stone, so ashamed, he offered to pay it back slowly every month.

Song Qingshi looked at them pleasingly, and there was a large amount of pocket money given by the little angel in his pocket, so the prodigal habit had a habit, which greatly reduced the treatment cost. The Chilong Sect was grateful to runny, after learning that Song Qingshi liked to collect all kinds of books, Take the initiative to copy and send a copy of the secrets of the talisman in the Zongmen to repay the kindness.

It is not difficult to make ordinary spells, but it is very troublesome, and most monks will choose to buy them directly.

Most of the disciples of the Chilong Sect were orphans picked up by Immortal Emperor Yan Yuan. They were not very qualified. They followed the master to learn talisman making, assigned work according to their abilities, followed the rules, and never caused trouble.

The girl guarded by Immortal Yanyuan is called Niannian, who is extremely talented, clever and wise, and is a natural talisman master.

Song Qingshi saw her improved fire-control amulet and was greatly amazed, and immediately asked Yue Wuhuan to place a thousand orders, and copied several very distinctive ancient amulet formations from Yaowanggu's collection for her to learn. Staring at one of the runes that create phantoms year after year, it seems that there is some inspiration, tea does not want to study it.

Xianjun Yanyuan looked distressed, and when the injury got better, he gave her a severe lesson.

I haunted my master to act like a baby year after year, and the senior brothers and sisters also followed up joking, and the master and apprentice had a good time.

Xianjun Yanyuan pretended to be angry: "If you don't have a good rest like this, I'll just marry you out."

Pretend to beg for mercy every year: "No, I want to stay here forever and be filial to Master."

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When Song Qingshi heard this, he felt a little envious for some reason...

There is no way to learn before and after, the master is the teacher.

He decided to secretly seek advice from Emperor Yan Yuan as a teacher, and wanted to know how to gain the apprentice's favor, make them like Master, and want to stay with Master forever.

Immortal Monarch Yanyuan is not one of those ignorant little apprentices, knowing that Yaowang Xianzun does not match his appearance with his fierce reputation, he is extremely frightened. Seeing him coming to him aggressively, he almost wanted to kneel down to beg for mercy, for fear that he would be dragged to be a medicine man because he didn't have the money to pay the bill. When he heard the question, the whole person was dumbfounded and felt like he was still in a nightmare and didn't wake up. ...

Song Qingshi took out the pen and paper, his face was serious: "Let's talk about it."

"I didn't do anything special, just teach them skills," Yan Yuan Xianjun guessed that he might want to use special techniques to better control the disfigured beauty apprentice, but he didn't dare to refuse the savior, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet. "If there is something special, maybe I will cook them for them? My apprentices all like the noodles I make. Every time I go out, I have to eat a large bowl of noodles, saying that there is no such smell outside. He likes to eat soft, Huang He likes hard, He Xiaoxiao always adds chili, Yueer doesn’t like green onions..."

This shameless middle-aged monk, when talking about his apprentice, his brows and eyes are gentle.

Song Qingshi quickly extracted the key points:

1. Use cooking skills to convey your heart.

2. Grasping the apprentice’s stomach means the apprentice’s person.

Three, learn to cook.

It is wrong for him not to study cooking seriously. From now on, he must study hard.

Song Qingshi was a pragmatist, doing what he said, dragging Xianjun Yanyuan to the kitchen, showing the attitude and methods of scientific research, and learning how to make noodles.

He is a master of alchemy, and he can confirm the weight of each material with his bare hands, record it in the notebook in grams, and then record the intensity and technique of kneading, including each turn and number of dough turns, confirm the hardness and taste, and then confirm The method of cutting the noodles and the thickness of the noodles, then observe the humidity and temperature of the air, the material and thickness of the kitchenware, determine the temperature and intensity of the stove flame and the cooking time accurate to the second, and finally copy them one by one rigorously, and finally get Produce qualified noodles.

Xianjun Yanyuan had never seen such a wonderful way of cooking, and he was so confused...

Song Qingshi tasted the finished product, confirmed that it hadn't overturned, and happily carried the noodles to find Yue Wuhuan.

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Yue Wuhuan was reading a book in his room. The Chilong Sect had made amulets for many years. The technique is quite unique. Some of the isolated books in the Zongmen library are also very interesting. Some unpopular knowledge and techniques that you can't see elsewhere are very important to his poison puppets. Improvements are very helpful.

Suddenly, Song Qingshi ran in holding a bowl of noodles and handed it to him like a treasure.

Yue Wuhuan looked at the soy sauce noodle soup with nothing but green onion, and was lost for a moment, then stretched out his chopsticks to taste it. It felt that the material was quite clean, and the taste was not good or bad. It was just a normal home-cooked taste. The noodles he made with old turkey soup are far worse, but the lord’s face is full of praise, the truth is obvious...

He immediately pretended not to understand, and boasted: "The Chilongzong's kitchen is excellent. I have never had such delicious noodles."

Song Qingshi felt like he had made a very difficult pill. He was overjoyed, but he said modestly: "How can it be so good?"

The more Wuhuan saw through and didn't choose to break it, smiled and ate the whole bowl of noodles, drank all the soup, and said: "It's the Lord's goodwill."

"I have used cooking before, and I have experience." Song Qingshi was afraid that he would understand his careful thinking and forcefully defended. Although he used to raise children with bigu dan and poisoned Alaska with glutinous rice balls, he was actually cooking before, but he felt a little guilty in his heart. , He turned off the topic and promised, "If you like it, I will...no, not every day. Sometimes I can't go away doing experiments, anyway...as long as I have time, I will do it for you."

Yue Wuhuan felt that he couldn't understand it again. He didn't think that this person who didn't even want to eat after research was willing to cook.

"Xianyuan Yanyuan said that a good master would cook for his apprentices, but eating noodles every day would be a little boring?" Song Qingshi thought about the various delicacies made by little angels on weekdays, and said happily, "Do you like dumplings, wontons or pancakes? Pastries or desserts? I can learn both...Don’t worry, I learn things very quickly and it doesn’t cost much."

The Lord seems to have misunderstood something interesting?

Yue Wuhuan looked at the expression he was looking forward to, and the feelings in his body began to move faintly. This was an increase in obsessive feelings, some of which exceeded the controllable limit. After Gu Worm absorbed the excess feelings, he put down the bowl. Seriously said: "The Lord does not need to do this for me."

Because he really likes this kind of thing, and can tolerate it occasionally, it will reveal his true thoughts in the long run.

These minds are full of unbearable desires, just like the remaining fire in the ashes. If they are turned out, it will cause a fire, burn everything, and everything will develop in an uncontrollable direction.

This is not what he hopes to do.

So, don't seduce him out of control...

Song Qingshi thought about it dullly, and understood his resistance, and then thought about the more Wuhuan's craftsmanship is ten times better than his own. Suddenly, his happy heart sank and he was a little disappointed. He wants to give all the good things to the person in front of him, but the more Wuhuan is so smart and capable, he seems to be able to learn everything and do everything...

He didn't know what else he could give away, and he didn't know how to treat him better and make him happier.

What if Yue Wuhuan gets better, thinks that Medicine Wanggu is boring, and wants to leave?

He is going back to the days when he was alone watching the clouds...

Song Qingshi thought about it blankly for a moment, and quickly cheered up. Failure is common to him. More importantly, the more Wuhuan is still around, so there is no need to be sad for what hasn't happened yet. He can continue to work hard.

He took Yue Wuhuan's hand, placed the Phoenix blood that had been held for a long time in his palm, and said happily, "I won the trophies found in the Mo Yuan Ruins and I won them from Anlong and gave them to you."

There was a little golden starlight flowing in the fiery red gem, and the starlight dragged it out of its tracks, as if the brilliant phoenix was sealed in it, exuding a warm breath.

Yue Wuhuan was completely immersed in sword intent at the time, and did not pay attention to the two private transactions with gems.

The color of this phoenix blood is brilliant but not vulgar, pure and flawless, which is in full compliance with his aesthetics, and it is a type he will treasure forever.

He likes it so much...

I really want to bring this gem to the person in front of me, it feels like my own color has occupied the pure white territory.

The more Wuhuan thinks of such a beautiful scenery, there is secret happiness in his heart, and a smile on his mouth.

Song Qingshi was very proud to see him like it.

Although the cooking was a bit overturned, the gift was still a success.

He will continue to study how Yanyuan Xianjun teaches his apprentices, whether it is teaching talisman drawing by hand, or telling his apprentices to wake up early to practice martial arts every day, and accompany his apprentices to learn, he will try everything. Don't be afraid of failure. Do more and think more. The things that Huan likes made him fall in love with Yaowanggu's life and stay willingly.

Two people study together, study together, practice alchemy together, play together, take risks together every day...

What kind of fairy-like happy life is this? !

...

Song Qingshi ran to toss the poor Immortal Emperor Yanyuan again, and was about to dig out all the knowledge in his mind. The more unhappy and helpless he went with him, and he went to the Talisman Workshop to find the disciples of the Scarlet Cloud Sect, and wanted to ask some questions about the technique of drawing symbols, and borrowed materials and tools to do some experiments by the way.

The disciples knew everything they could say, and they said nothing.

Yue Wuhuan casually found a workbench that nobody used, and tried to make charms...

Suddenly, he heard the disciples of the Chilong Sect whispering:

"Since the participating faction was wiped out, and Guiyuan Xianzun fell behind, no one wants to buy the Happy Talisman in large quantities in these years. Don't make too much or sell it."

"Xianzun Guiyuan died terribly. Brother Zhao went to deliver the goods and was so scared that he didn't eat for three days..."

"Fortunately that person did not come, otherwise Senior Brother Zhao might pee his pants."

"Haha, it's a pity, this spell makes a lot of money, or would you try to sell it?"

"Go! Go to Huajie Liuxiang to promote this stuff, do you want Master to interrupt my leg?!"

"Hahaha, I was found..."

"..."

Join the same faction to destroy the door? The Fall of Guiyuan Xianzun?

Yue Wuhuan stopped the talisman in his hand and fell into contemplation.

Guiyuan Xianzun is a name he doesn't want to hear at all, and it is also one of the memories he hates most and wants to remove. In these years, when he was trying to save Song Qing, he had no time or ability to kill and revenge, so he deliberately didn't pay attention to it. The existence of the participating faction does not pay attention to this name, so as not to affect the mood.

In the memory, Guiyuan Xianzun acted cautiously, was good at meeting the source, never offended the strong, and was a wise man.

How did he die tragically? who's that person?

Yue Wuhuan turned around and smiled softly: "This thing seems very interesting, can you tell me in detail?"