Yu Sha

"Baicao Po Er Dan... there are still six pots left. The potency of the medicine is not as good as before. I have some left, maybe it can be used for emergencies in the future."

"I only have three boxes of Longhu Huiyuan Dan left to eat, so I need to save it. I take it on the days when the sea breeze is strongest to dispel the evil spirits. It can teach myself not to be so miserable in the wet wind and cold rain..."

"There are two more treasure pills from Tingchang Mountain. Their medicinal power is useless to me, but they can be refined to produce strong Yuan Qi magic power. They should be saved for when I break through the realm."

"There are also the spiritual stones prepared in advance for refining spiritual pets and teaching the Jade Snake to transform..."

In the narrow courtyard, Chu Weiyang did not light a lamp, but sat in front of the stone table in the center of the courtyard under the bright moonlight, thinking to himself.

Just as he was talking, Chu Weiyang stood up. Under the tree in the corner of the courtyard, there was a large urn half as tall as a man. The mouth of the urn was sealed by Chu Weiyang with a talisman. At this moment, as the young man walked in, , gently opened the sealed talisman.

He lowered his head slowly and twitched his nose gently.

At first, there was a strong smell of alcohol, but as the smell of alcohol dissipated, Chu Weiyang frowned and smelled a rancid smell, and there was still a bit of fishy odor inside.

In a daze, Chu Weiyang seemed to recall the food he had eaten in the Demon Suppressing Cave.

Immediately, the smell could no longer be smelled. He stood up straight and took a deep breath of fresh air to suppress the nausea.

Chu Weiyang never thought that after traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, the thing that once saved his life would one day be unbearable to look back on.

Wu sighed to himself, as if to calm his mind.

The young man shook his head again.

"I first tried it by boiling it in tea, and now it is not a problem to brew wine. This "Secret Pick of All Spirits" seems to be easy to get started, but if you have a profound understanding, you can get all the elixirs and turn them into witches at your fingertips. Drinking the medicine soup is also a skill and a great way!"

Until Chu Weiyang reached this point with emotion, Chun Yuzhi's cold voice came from his mind.

"It is said to be a witchcraft medicinal soup, but it is just a different form of alchemy. When it comes to kings, ministers, and envoys, water, fire, and separation, as long as it is alchemy, no matter inside or outside, there is no method in the world that is so easy to understand. Although I am not a monk in the Dan River Valley, I know the inner alchemy method, so the principles should be similar.

In my opinion, no matter how poor we live today, this "Secret Collection of All Souls" should not be dealt with in this way. No matter how complicated it is to make tea and wine, it will seem too simple and crude in front of the Alchemy Dao. Only by pursuing methods of excellence can we have mutual harmony and the foundation of a melting pot. "

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang raised his brows, and messy memories of his past and present life emerged from his thoughts. Following the instructions of "keep improving", Chu Weiyang immediately thought of all kinds of delicate and complicated dishes.

He suddenly felt enlightened. Although he had not yet figured out the complete method, his intuition told Chu Weiyang that he had found the right direction this time. Among such sophisticated and complicated methods, it was most suitable for the method of monarch, minister and envoy. .

Just as he was thinking about it, Chu Weiyang smiled helplessly.

"Even if you understand this kind of method, you still have to have rice to cook..."

At this moment, with emotion, Chu Weiyang looked around the quiet courtyard and the even more indifferent giant outside the wall, as if he suddenly and reluctantly understood a truth.

People like me, who struggle to survive with evil energy, will never be able to find a slim way to survive in such a stable situation.

This quiet courtyard might seem like a good place to return, but before Chu Weiyang got familiar with it, he suddenly had a premonition that he would have to leave sooner or later.

"This Daodao City is just another demon-suppressing cave!"

After chanting softly, Chu Weiyang put down the thought, walked to the spacious space in the courtyard, drew out the sword, and followed the Nine Heavens Moonlight to practice the "Spring Time Sword" move by move.

There are many people in Daocheng, and although Chu Weiyang carries a long sword wherever he goes, he has created an identity for himself as a fire magic alchemy cultivator by virtue of his jade fire and his modest knowledge of monarchs, ministers and envoys.

In the final analysis, the Sword Sect's method is too eye-catching, but it has condensed the Six Right Sword Intentions. Chu Weiyang cannot abandon this path of refining evil. After thinking about it, he has no choice but to slay demons in the daytime and use demon blood. Refining the poisonous fire; practicing sword skills diligently at night, and swallowing the evil energy with the Six Right Sword Intentions!

The dangers of rising to the realm in the sea of ​​trees are still vivid in my mind.

The premonition period of half a month and twenty days will not be too different. Chu Weiyang urgently needs to reduce the evil energy accumulated in the body as much as possible before then, otherwise the moment of promotion to the realm will be the moment when he is closest to death.

Perhaps he was influenced by Chu Weiyang's connotation. Suddenly, in the overlapping moonlight, Chun Yuzhi's slightly sad voice sounded in the young man's mind.

"In the second half of the night, add an extra hour to let the sword pass through the evil energy!"

"Perhaps you are right. Only when I feel pain do I realize that I am really alive!"

"This unreasonable world has tied our lives together. Regardless of the number of causes and consequences, in the final analysis, it was her mother Danxia who gave up my life first!"

"I wanted to live before, no matter what method it was, as long as I was alive."

"I survived!"

"In the future, I think I will have to avenge this one day. No matter what method it is, as long as I can get revenge, it will be great!"

"You help me, and I'm willing to help you too!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang clicked his steps and paused on the spot.

He lightly brushed the sword's spine, and then flicked the sword's edge with his fingers.

"I will also be a sword spirit in the future, Miss Zhi, or you told me that when this spiritual object is refined into a sword, it is as if it holds the key to the path to a treasured weapon of enlightenment. When that day comes, Your true spirit is no different from that of a great golden elixir monk. If that old pious woman is still alive by then, she will avenge herself!

Once in the Demon Suppressing Cave, I understood a truth very well - since people are alive, they must find something to think about for themselves.

But you are right, you help me, I will help you! "

When the words fell, the sword buzzed and trembled in Chu Weiyang's hand, and aura flowed for a moment, and the nine-day moonlight flowed through the sword's edge like water and sprinkled on the ground.

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On the vast sea, there is a lone boat, swaying and bumping endlessly with the wind and waves.

But when you walk into the narrow cabin, there is a cave inside. It is as vast as a cloud pavilion in a Taoist palace, with incense and candles lingering on the four walls, dragons and phoenixes on the pillars, and in the center, there are eight square screens. , embroidered with some meaningful mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, the sun rising from the sea of ​​clouds, and the steps of fairies.

At the back of the eight-sided screen, there are layers of sutra pillars surrounding it. The gauze is woven with the finest spiritual silk threads. If you look closely, you can see that the universal scriptures of Daomen Xuanzong are written in spiritual ink on it. , the lines are full of gentle connotations, the iron paintings and silver hooks, there are regular script and official script, it is a school of its own. At first glance, it seems that you have only read the book, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that you have read all the notes and notes of the predecessors. .

And when I looked into the innermost part through the surrounding prayer pillars, I saw that in the elegant fragrance of the wonderful clouds and mist, there was actually a broad and soft cloud bed, with layers of black gauze like clouds. Inside, there is Shi Yuting lying in it.

In the black gauze, one hand stretched out to support his forehead, and the other hand came down, subconsciously twisting a dough fan.

Amidst the elegant fragrance, the beauty's breathing sounded long, as if she was sleeping in a sweet dream.

The waves and the lonely boat outside the house seemed to have nothing to do with her.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and Shi Yuting seemed to wake up suddenly. When he looked up, he saw a maid standing quietly in front of the screen.

A lazy voice came from the cloud bed.

"Now... what time is it? How long does it take to reach Jing'an Daocheng?"

When the words fell, the maid standing in front of the screen almost shook her shoulders, shuddered, and then spoke tremblingly.

"Back to my uncle, we still have two days of sailing to Jing'an Daocheng. Just now, a big monster from the sea passed by on the waves. He just saw the founder's decree hanging on the bow of the boat, so he didn't say anything and went straight away. Master, I …”

The maid became more and more trembling as she spoke. By the end of her words, she was almost speechless.

Among the stacks of sutra pillars, Shi Yuting suddenly laughed.

"What are you afraid of? My uncle won't do anything to you. If you have any problem, just say it. If you encounter trouble, solve it. This is the right way. You are just crying here. If you really delay the serious things, you will be able to do it when the time comes. How many lives do you need to give back to Master?"

After hearing this, the maid seemed to have come back to her senses, composed her mind, and spoke.

"Master, forgive me. Just now, Senior Sister Yu Jian, who came to Jing'an Daocheng just now, sent a message and said... about the button that Master left in Daocheng, the one named Dong Heng..."

Shi Yuting raised his brows, and now he seemed to have completely lost his sleep. He quickly asked: "What's wrong with the man named Dong Heng?"

boom--!

The maid responded and knelt directly in front of the screen.

"he died!"

Deathly silence.

In the silence, only the maid's voice still trembled.

"There is another person, who is Dong Heng's cousin on the surface, but is actually a hidden stake in Baihua Tower. He died on the same day as Dong Heng. Senior sister found Daocheng's destiny record and checked their two destiny talismans. There won’t be any difference…”

After the words fell, it took a long time before Shi Yuting's voice sounded coldly, but there was no trace of the laziness from before.

"Have you found out how these two people died? What happened to one of them was an accident, and two people died on the same day. Who is this that I, Baihualou, can't deal with!"

Seeing that Shi Yuting's voice only became colder, the maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Reporting to Senior Uncle, time is tight. Senior Sister has also done some research. The person who killed them two did not hide his whereabouts. He is a fire magic alchemy cultivator who is suspected to be a casual cultivator. I heard that his surname is Ma. He has offended me. Jian Zong came to Daocheng to avoid trouble, and now he is hired by Shenxiao Zong to clean up the monsters brought in by the rising tide on the seawall. The manager is a big mouth..."

Hearing this, Shi Yuting's voice was full of doubts.

"I have offended the Sword Sect... Lian'er, are you sure that the person your senior sister mentioned is a fire magic pill cultivator?"

Lian'er nodded quickly.

"I asked the manager, and he said that the skill of condensing the body with fire is very exquisite. The magic flames suddenly come and go with a sharpness. He should be a rogue cultivator who has really fought in the wilderness to the south... Senior sister is not worried, Bai Ri I hid in the distance again and watched it myself, and what I said to the steward was exactly the same!"

Hearing this, Shi Yuting took a deep breath and continued to ask: "So... where is the single seedling of Panwang Sect?"

Lian'er's voice became hesitant again.

"Back to my uncle, senior sister didn't find that person. He seemed to have disappeared as soon as he entered the city. Among the newcomers, there is no one who is good at swordsmanship; among those who are good at swordsmanship, there is no newcomer."

After hesitating for a while, Shi Yuting's voice echoed faintly in the hall.

"Lian'er, go tell your senior sister to keep an eye on that fire magic alchemy cultivator, don't let him escape, and wait until I come to Daocheng in person to settle accounts with him! The person who killed me in Baihualou, even if it's just a person There is no such thing as a hidden button pile!

in addition! Teach her to find the only seedling of Panwang Sect! If you can't do these two things, tell your senior sister, she won't come to see me anymore, just go back to the main helm of the Chalcedony River and go to the lower three floors to serve the wild man! What a naughty boy! "

At the end of the sentence, Shi Yuting's voice was filled with anger. Lian'er did not dare to neglect and hurriedly responded and disappeared into the Taoist palace.

In this way, after a long time, Shi Yuting slammed the fan on the soft cloud bed.

"Damn it! Damn it -! It's nice to say it, I'm on stage, singing and doing fights... But before I even put on my makeup, the story was ruined. How can I sing this play! It's really done What a joke!"

While she was angry, Shi Yuting seemed to think of the words her master had told her on the boat, and then she thought of the way she had vented her anger just now. Suddenly, she shuddered coldly.

The beauty clenched her silver teeth, her pretty face sullen, surrounding the empty Taoist temple, as if she was carefully looking at some straight cage.

"No matter what, this thing must be done! This play, no matter how difficult or easy it is, must be sung to the end!"

"Chu Weiyang, we have only met once, no, half of us, only half of us, and yet you have caused me harm!"

"Is it possible that the karma and destiny in this world really have such efficacious effects? If it does, it would be best to wait until I arrive in Daocheng and see you directly the first time!"

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The next day, early morning.

The sky shines brightly.

In the quiet courtyard, Chu Weiyang put the long sword on his back with one hand, stretching his waist and flexing his limbs.

Through the Taoist courtyard wall, he gradually heard the increasingly noisy voices in the Taoist city, and Chu Weiyang slowly walked towards the door.

A seal had been pinched on his chest, and he was about to open the restriction in the courtyard, but before the spiritual light could be completely condensed, Chu Weiyang's footsteps suddenly stopped there.

"What are you talking about? Miss Zhi, are you sure that person is staring at this courtyard from a distance? Rather than passing by the door accidentally or accidentally?"

Hearing Chu Weiyang's slightly solemn voice, Chun Yuzhi actually chuckled, perhaps after the transformation of his mind last night.

"Ha, there are all kinds of wonderful magic in Tingchang Mountain. Even though I only have a little bit of my true spirit left now, I still have a lot of energy left!"

In the past, Chun Yuzhi would have spoken sarcastically, but now her voice has become slightly softer and only a little harsh.

Ignoring Chun Yuzhi's usual contempt, Chu Weiyang put away his seal and rubbed his chin.

"This is really interesting. I am hiding from disaster and I am hiding from a new enemy?"