Xuanhuan: Gou Quietly Cultivates The Handyman

Mo Qingcheng and Mo Qingguo had already passed the preliminary assessment, did not stay in the test platform area, said goodbye to the elder and came to the assessment area of the alchemist to look for Liang Xiaoman.

However, the assessment of alchemists is relatively slow.

When the two arrived, Liang Xiaoman was still processing medicinal materials in front of the alchemy furnace.

There are thousands of small private rooms in this area.

In each single room sat an alchemist, old and young, male and female, all busy with their own affairs, or dealing with medicinal materials, or controlling fire, or condensing pills.

"Sister, how long will it take for Miss Xiaoman to end?"

"I don't know, let's wait here first." 35

They don't understand the assessment steps of alchemists.

But one after another, people completed the condensation pill and came out of the small single room, thinking that Liang Xiaoman should be fast.

Half an hour passed.

When Mo Qingguo was bored and about to fall asleep, Liang Xiaoman finally walked out of the small private room.

"Little Miss Man, how is it?

"Did it pass?"

Mo Qingcheng stepped forward, looking nervous.

After observing for half an hour, she noticed that more than ninety percent of the "four-two-seven" cultivators had been eliminated, and this pass rate was much lower than that of ordinary outer disciples.

"Passed!"

Liang Xiaoman ran over quickly, showed a smile, and said excitedly,

"As long as the next investigation is okay, I can go to the ninth peak to conduct the alchemist level assessment and receive the alchemy qualification token.

Her assessment process did not cause a sensation like the twins.

Instead, it is the unpretentious completion of alchemy, so that the Chengdan rate meets the entry requirements.

Among the many alchemists, it can barely be regarded as a middle-to-upper qualification.

But for this result, Liang Xiaoman is very satisfied.

In the past four years, she has not opened a furnace to refine pills, so that she is a lot unfamiliar with the fusion of some medicinal materials, can successfully pass the assessment, and there is still a little luck.

"That's great."

Mo Qingguo cheered happily.

This is the best result.

Everyone came to Jiuxiao Gate for the assessment, and she didn't want to see Liang Xiaoman go back alone.

"Then let's go to the Miscellaneous Peak and have a look."

"A little later, maybe Senior Brother Xu will go back."

Mo Qingcheng took the palms of the two and was about to rush in the direction of the Nine Xiaomen.

But Liang Xiaoman's body did not move.

Looking at the incomprehensible Mo Qingcheng, she was inexplicably a little distressed, and said softly,

"We don't have an identity token yet, so we can't enter the Nine Gates of Heaven.

"Moreover, even if you go in, you can't find the miscellaneous peak without anyone leading the way."

"Let's go back next time. 55

After passing the preliminary assessment, they need to wait for the end of the disciple acceptance meeting and be led back to the Nine Xiao Gate by the elders of the outer gate, otherwise, they will not be able to step into the Nine Xiao Gate.

At the beginning, Xu Anqing went to Jiuxiao Gate for the first time, but Yang Peng led him to attack without formation.

"This way........................

The twins looked in the direction of the Nine Gates with some loss.

I can't say goodbye to Senior Brother Xu...

After staring at it for a while, Mo Qingcheng picked up his spirits and pulled the two of them towards the inn, ready to celebrate.

Successfully joining the Nine Xiaomen means that the task assigned by Senior Brother Xu has completed the first step.

It's worth celebrating.

"Today, my sister treated, everyone have a good meal.

"Okay. 35

"It's rare for the little rich woman to treat Senior Sister Qingcheng, then I have to eat a big meal." "

"Little Miss Man, don't make fun of me; In the future, you are an alchemist, and we will rely on you."

Lingtian Peak.

Foot.

Xu Anqing looked at the turquoise mountains and felt quite emotional in his heart.

Ten years ago, he was still a stunned young man who had just entered the realm of qi training, and by chance, he received the task of planting spiritual rice, ignorant cultivation, and farming.

Now, ten years later.

He became a Jindan monk, an ant who could struggle a little.

"I don't know if the little farmer remembers me.

On the mountain road, Xu Anqing touched his cheek, and there was some expectation under his eyes.

I haven't seen it for ten years, that little girl should have grown into a big girl, right?

In the two years of Lingtian Peak, if there was no little farmer, he would not be able to accumulate spirit stones, nor would he be able to cultivate to the late stage of qi training so quickly, let alone deal with Ye Han's dog legs.

"Who are you?

Suddenly, a childish voice came, interrupting Xu Anqing's thoughts.

When I looked up, I saw a little boy of eight or nine years old, staring at him with an unhappy expression.

Xu Anqing frowned.

This area should be the responsibility of small farmers.

How did it change?

"Who are you? What about the forest cicadas that used to live here?35

"Why am I telling you?

The little boy couldn't feel Xu Anqing's breath, but he knew that Xu Anqing's cultivation was higher than him.

However, he is not afraid.

Instead, he raised his chin and looked full of confidence.

"Huh?"

Xu Anqing's brows furrowed even tighter.

He didn't want to meet like a little brat, so he turned over and took out a string of sugar gourds, raised his hand and said, "You tell me where the previous owner went, and I will give you this string of sugar gourds." "5

"I'm a monk, not a mortal child, so I don't like to eat sugar gourds."

The little boy hugged his chest with his hands, showing a disdainful expression.

A string of sugar gourds wants to send him away?

When he is a little boy who has never seen the world?

Amusing.

"This string of sugar gourd is made of sour black fruit, wrapped in second-order spiritual honey, sweet and sour, very relieving in summer." "

"Sour Uguo?"

The little boy's eyes lit up.

Saliva flows out without arguing.

The grade of sour black fruit is not high, but the taste is excellent, very popular with monks, and because it only grows in desert areas, it is usually difficult to buy 0.....

"Will you give it to me when you say it?35."

"Yes, adults don't lie to children."

Xu Anqing nodded.

But the little boy was very smart, did not immediately believe it, and asked rhetorically,

"Then what if you lie to me?

"Whether you believe it or not, it's a big deal for me to ask others."

Xu Anqing didn't have the energy to mess with a child and walked directly to another wooden house.

"Eh, wait.

The little boy was anxious in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his arms to block the way, and quickly said,

"I'll tell you okay."

"I don't know what the name of the people who lived here before is, but I know that she has not cultivated, and she has been occupying this spiritual field, which makes many miscellaneous servants dissatisfied." 5

"But she has a very powerful sister.

"So no one dares to say anything."

"Until three years ago, when there was news that her sister died in the Nanban Secret Realm, those miscellaneous servants tried to drive her away."

Very few people know this news.

However, the little boy's background is not simple, and he knows all the news of the core disciples of the sect.

And after knowing that the small farmer had been driven out of the mountain gate, he used his connections to grab the planting task.

"The small farmer was driven away?"

"Her sister is still dead? 35

Xu Anqing's first reaction was disbelief.

The fact that the sister of a small farmer can become the first candidate in the wind shows that all kinds of talents and methods are different from ordinary people, how can she die easily in the secret realm?

But the departure of the small farmer seems to indicate something.

This made him a little irritable.

"I'm done.

"You give me the sugar gourd.

The little boy's eyes kept on the string of sugar gourds with a crystal surface.

Seeing 5.9 out, he was extremely hungry for sour Wuguo.

"Here you go. 35

Xu Anqing casually threw the sugar gourd to the other party, then turned and walked down the mountain.

If the little farmer is not in Lingtian Peak, it is impossible to stay in Jiuxiaomen.

As for where, dead or alive...

No one knows.

Ay.

"You lied to me!

"It's not sour crow! This is the mortal hawthorn fruit!39

"Bad guy!"

"You wait and see! I'll definitely let my sister clean you up!35

Behind him, the angry cry of the little boy was heard.

At the foot of the mountain, Xu Anqing waved his hand without looking back.

"Don't thank me."

"It's a free lesson for you."

"When you go out in the future, don't take the words of strangers."

The sound reached the little boy's ears, making him even more uncomfortable.

Sitting directly on the field, constantly crying and rolling, his mouth nagging words such as "Sister is the first seat of Bingxiao, she will definitely take revenge".

It's a pity that no one can hear .