Peerless Spirit Master

  Chapter 50 Unfortunately, you are already dead, Qing Fengya!

  The request of the man in gray is also very simple, that is, let her use the Lan family's relationship to constantly suppress the Qing family.

  Although she has no status in the Lan family, it is more than enough to suppress the Qing family, and she agreed to the deal.

   The next day, there was shocking news from the Qing family that a red birthmark appeared on Qing Yunge's face overnight.

  Accordingly, the maid who was serving at that time ran out of the door in fright.

   At that time, Lan Xinran knew that the man in gray had started.

   However, in the past three years, she has never seen the man in gray again, as if he does not exist in this world at all, like a ghost that comes and goes without a trace.

   After all, today was the second time she saw him again.

   "I have already helped you, but you are incompetent." The man in gray did not get angry, but sneered, "You want Qing Yunge to die, but what I want is that her life is better than death!"

   "Who are you?" As soon as these words came out, Lan Xinran raised her head abruptly, but she couldn't see the expression behind the mask. She was surprised, "Are you... the enemy of the Qing family?"

   Fifteen years ago, although she did not know the details of the battle in Canglan City, she still heard about it.

  Qing family... Who exactly offended?

   "You're not stupid." The man in gray put his hands on his back and his voice was deep, "This time is different from the past, Qing Yunge is no longer the Qing Yunge of the past, and you are not her opponent at all."

   Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "crackling—" and the bottles and jars on the dresser shattered to the ground.

  Lan Xinran clenched the pink fist in her sleeve, and looked at him with eyes fixedly: "You lie!"

   She was reluctant to admit that she was no better than that trash of the Qing family.

   "Huh..." The man in gray looked pitiful and contemptuous. He didn't look at the woman in front of him, turned to leave, and heard a "bang-" sound, the window was closed again, and the room was silent.

"No, it's impossible." Lan Xinran was obviously stimulated by the words of the man in gray before leaving, she held her head a little frantically, and screamed hysterically, "How could that trash Qing Yunge be? My opponent, no, no!"

"Fifteen years of pretending to be a waste, without showing any trace, you really deserve to be your descendant." The man in gray stood on the eaves, looking at the bright lights, and murmured, "Qing Fengya, if you still You will be very happy to see your daughter alive, right?"

   "Unfortunately, you are already dead, and your daughter, soon... will follow in your footsteps!"

  …

   Qixuan Space, inside the Medicine Hall.

  Qing Yunge faced the shards of the medicine cauldron and wanted to hide her face and cry. This was the fifth time she failed in alchemy.

   The first few times it was fine, but it was blown up and lost some medicinal materials. As a result, this time, she directly blew up the medicine tripod.

The sword spirit sat on the sandalwood bookshelf with Erlang's legs crossed, gloating over the misfortune: "Master, alchemy can't be done quickly, you just blew up a furnace, and many pharmacists blew up hundreds of people when they successfully made their first elixirs. There are all of them.”

   Hundreds?

  Qing Yunge's face darkened, and she couldn't help lamenting why she didn't listen to her master's words in her previous life and went to learn the ancient Chinese alchemy method?

  The ghost knows that she will travel through!

   "Shut up, Feather." She snorted coldly, "I bet you, I will definitely be able to make a pot of washing and cutting sutras tonight."

   "Then I'll take a good look at it." Jian Ling said lazily, watching Erlang's legs close his eyes leisurely.

   It is really a wonderful thing to see the sword master being deflated.

  Qing Yunge concentrated, took out a medicine cauldron again, and started the next round of refining.

   I have to say that the most important thing in the medicine hall is the medicine tripod, hundreds of them are enough for her.

   Actually, if you want to become a top alchemist, your profound energy attribute must be fire.

  The purer the fire element, the higher the quality of the elixirs.

  Unfortunately, although she is in the illusion stage now, her profound strength attribute has not been awakened, so she cannot practice profound arts, nor can she contract profound beasts.

   Looking for the road to the seven-color sword soul is still a long way off, not to mention, who said that the first sword soul she found must be the fire type sword soul?

   So she can only use ordinary fire to refine medicine now, no, she can only fry it once.

   "I never felt better when I came to this world." Qing Yunge muttered while picking out the herbs.

   Washing the marrow and cutting the Jing Dan is a high-grade medicinal pill, but because of its effect on the constitution, its cherished degree is no less than that of an imperial medicinal pill three grades higher than it.

   Washing the marrow and cutting the sutras, as the name suggests, is to excrete all impurities in the body and clean the meridians, which is beneficial to the absorption speed of profound energy and future cultivation.

   "Heavenly star grass, black lotus flower, crystal vine..." She gradually put these medicinal materials into the medicine cauldron, slapped the side of the cauldron with her right hand, and a red flame rose from the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

   "Aesculus ganoderma lucidum." Qing Yunge picked up a medicinal material again and threw it into the cauldron.

  The four medicinal herbs have gradually turned into turquoise juice under the burning of the flame.

  Qing Yunge's eyes narrowed, her right hand slapped again, and the flames skyrocketed again, turning from red to golden yellow, making a "hissing" sound.

   "Yes, there is already a medicinal fragrance." Jian Ling's nose moved.

  The girl threw a piece of wood on it and smashed a certain spirit in the face: "Shut up, don't disturb me."

  "..." Sword Spirit looked bitter and covered his mouth.

  Qing Yunge was still looking at the medicine cauldron attentively. After ten breaths, the turquoise juice was only one step away from being completely solidified. She whispered, "Success or failure depends on this step."

   "White Heart Leaf!" She picked up the last herb and threw it into the tripod.

  I saw that the white leaves melted quickly and turned into strands of filaments, wrapping the turquoise juice inside.

   The next second, singer Qingyun took a photo of the medicine tripod again, the golden flame had turned silvery white, and then refined.

   must be successful.

   she said silently.

   Sword Spirit also widened his eyes and looked at the violently shaking Yao Ding, feeling very nervous.

  Actually, according to his estimation, the fragrance of medicine should be produced when Qing Yunge is refining for the fifteenth time, but she has already achieved it in the sixth time.

  Evil, he sighed silently, but after refining it a few times, this technique has become too proficient. If you wait for the fire-type sword soul to return to its place, I am afraid that another god-grade pharmacist will be born in the mainland.

   "Pfft—" A few times, the trembling sound of the medicine cauldron fell silent, and the flames went out, as if everything was just an illusion.

  Qing Yunge took a step forward, took a deep breath, and opened the medicine cauldron. She was ready for another black ember inside the cauldron.

   Guess stretched out his hand to catch it, and he actually touched a spherical hard object, and he didn't realize it.

   "Feather, I seem to have made it..." She slowly took out her hand and spread it out. Sure enough, there were three round **** in the palm of her hand, which were blue in color, with a faint glow of fluorescent light flowing on them.

   "Hmm...what?!" Sword Spirit was still closing his eyes, and when he heard the words, he immediately floated down and took a closer look, "My God..."

   (end of this chapter)