Gu Chongying was too lazy to pay attention to Xuanxuzi's smiling gaze, so he took out a beautifully carved jade bottle and said to Wu Yong: "Wu Yong, this is the Linxin that I asked Wu Xuan Guan Min to refine for you last time

Scattered."

"Zheng Min is a master of alchemy and proficient in pharmacology. That night he saw that although you have strong blood and energy, the fierce energy in your body is also extremely heavy, and it seems that it still contains demonic nature. If this continues, it may have an unbudgeted impact on you."

"It happened that I had a demon grass on my hand, so I asked him to use this material as the main material to refine this Linxin San, which has the function of clearing evil spirits and purifying the mind. There are 12 pills in total, one per month.

granules.”

He said, his eyes swept towards Xuanxuzi, "I don't know what tonic you, the teacher, used for you, the side effects are so great."

The narrator also felt a little moved. He knew very well what tonic was Wu Yong taking.

Xuanxuzi did not argue with his second senior brother this time, but his eyes lit up and asked, "Yan Nian Cao? This is a good thing. Some monsters must be used to transform into shapes. Second brother, my disciple is still refining his body.

You need to take the tonic I gave him. If this Linxin San really has the effect you mentioned, how many furnaces should I ask Master Min to make?"

"What's the second brother called?" Gu Chongying sneered, then frowned and said, "What exactly is the tonic you gave him? Why does it contain such a heavy aura? Can't you ask someone to refine it and remove it after it is removed?

Leave it to him for taking it?"

Xuanxuzi shook his head and said, "Of course, it has been refined and purified, but this is the case with the medicine. The anger is not completely removed. I originally planned to use my own magic to help him refine it every once in a while."

"What kind of tonic is it? You have to rely on you to help refine the anger!" Gu Chongying's face gradually became serious.

Bai Ye stood up at this time and said, "Senior Brother, I made the tonic medicine, and it won't harm Wu Yong. I also asked my eighth junior brother to refine it with Wu Yong during the time period."

"Junior brother, you?" Gu Chongying raised his eyebrows.

Bai Ye just nodded and said "Yes".

"Senior brother, you know that body refining requires taking various external medicines to strengthen the body and nourish the blood. After all, I am not a sect specializing in body refining, and many excellent elixirs cannot be purchased through the way."

"The pill that Wu Yong is taking is unique to Lao Ba, and it is enough to satisfy Wu Yong's future practice. The only trouble is the remaining fierce aura after using the medicine, but fortunately, it can be done with more effort.

Drive clean is the best choice in comparison.”

Gu Chongying was silent for a moment, no longer asked questions, walked to Wu Yong, handed him the jade bottle, and said, "Please take it, come to me if you have any discomfort in the cultivation. Min Yeyun is a number of alchemists in the territory of Great Jin. I and

He is a close friend, I will take you to find him if you have any questions."

"Yes, thank you for your second master!" Wu Yong knew that they were talking about the kind of spiritual beast blood he was taking, and he couldn't help but be curious. It was obvious that the third master and his master were unwilling to say it, so he had to give up.

Just wait for the chance to ask yourself.

Xuanxuzi said: "Senior brother, Wu Yong's blood is naturally strong and can bear the tonic I gave him, otherwise he would have caused a backlash. Don't worry, I have a question."

In fact, Wu Yong's physique is far beyond his expectations.

Originally, Xuanxuzi planned to wait for Wu Yong to turn around from the Wu Xuan Temple, so he began to help him drive away the hostility accumulated on his body during this period. However, he never thought that the essence and blood were refined quite clean by his disciple, and there was almost no amount of hostility.

Remaining of gas.

This really surprised and surprised him - the accident was that he didn't know what kind of physique Wu Yong had, which was able to suppress the bloodline of the beast at the foot of the mountain. The surprise was that Wu Yong was definitely a good seedling for body refining.

Wrong, he can definitely inherit his mantle.

Bai Ye said: "Wu Yong, I originally prepared a flying sword with you that has no master at the door, but I didn't expect that your master has other arrangements today. Although it is not impossible for one person to hold two flying swords, you must know

You also have to hold a bow and shoot arrows, so..."

"So can a person hold two flying swords? Master, I think I can try it." Wu Yong knew that a person could actually control two flying swords, and immediately said that he could.

Liang Liangying, who was standing beside him, smiled and scolded: "You kid is as shameless as your master!"

Wu Yong said awkwardly: "Isn't that the third uncle prepared..."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "It's not impossible, but now that your master has made arrangements, it's best to know which sword is in the box and practice the corresponding advanced sword technique to exert its maximum power.

.”

"So I am not in a hurry to give you the sword you prepared. What if the paths of the two are different, or even if they are in conflict?"

Wu Yong heard Master Bai say so mysteriously, and thought that no one could take out the sword box just now, but he could not move it, so he finally decided to bring the sword box with him.

I thought to myself: Is this the so-called fate? It seems that everything was determined by Master Baimei, and everything was developed according to his wishes and plans.

This is a mysterious world. Wu Yong had never seen Master Baimei with his own eyes, so it was difficult to make a conclusion. Perhaps Master Baimei had such great ability.

He hesitated and said, "Then...if the sword box is still not moving when I should advance, does that mean that I can practice according to the original path of learning swords, because... the ancestor arranged this way?

Have you taken the sword you and me prepared?"

Bai Ye nodded without hesitation and said, "Should you do this."

Wu Yong was excited and said loudly: "Disciple is guaranteed to practice well!"

"Senior brother, the sword in the sect is satisfied with being destined to be aware of. I never prepared in advance, but I don't know which one you are 'preparing'?" Xuanxuzi wanted to ask clearly.

The swords handed down from Emei are all spiritual and can only choose the master to be like each other. If you don’t recognize others, even if you have a high level of cultivation, you will not be able to control the envoy.

It is said that a monk in Emei had a life expectancy near his life. Before his death, he wanted to entrust his sword to his disciple. However, the sword was not allowed. The monk was going to help his disciples sacrifice, but he didn't expect that the sword would be "broken" and he would just turn it.

If you break yourself up, you won't obey.

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Since then, no one from Emei has forced the Spirit Sword to choose the master.

Bai Ye said: "The one under the Shenjin Cliff only agreed after all."

"Fulong?" Xuanxuzi was shocked.

Gu Chongying and others were also surprised.

The so-called Fulong is not a sword that is completely refined by artificially. According to legend, it was originally a towering mine. The White-Brow Ancestor is here to lure dragons and refine medicines, killing ninety-nine dragons one after another.

Blood stains the mines, like a waterfall capsizes.

The dragon is very bloody. When it encounters clouds and winds, it catches fire. The White-Brow Ancestor refined medicine for nine days and ten nights, and the mine burned for nine days and ten nights, and finally became a ball of metal the size of a fist.

The White-Brow Ancestor was just trying to refine medicine, but he never thought of this opportunity. Seeing that the metal is naturally spiritual, it is completely dispersed, and he suddenly became aware of the wind and fire, and melted it into a sword, because he had subdued ninety-nine here.

The dragon head is named "Fulong".

Because the Dragon Fulong Sword is too strong, it is difficult for ordinary disciples to control, and the demons are difficult to approach, and no one can subdue them. Therefore, since its birth, it has always been controlled by the White-Browed Ancestor.

After the Baimei Ancestor ascended, he hid this sword under the vast mountain Shenjin Cliff of Shuling, Emei, and waited for his destined disciples to take it.

Unfortunately, even though everyone knows where this sword is, people have been going to conquer Fu Long for many years, trying to conquer Fu Long, but they refuse to recognize the mysterious sword and have not yet welcomed the second master.

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At this time, the true man Peishan shook his whisk and said, "Wu Yong, I don't know what kind of sword is in the sword box that the ancestor gave you. So what if he compares to the Fulong Sword, but now he doesn't care about your affairs, just follow it.

As you said just now, practice carefully and don't be disturbed by such uncertain things in the future."

But she saw Wu Yong hear Xuanxuzi talk about the origin of the Dragon Sword, and her face was full of yearning and surprise, for fear that he would always worry and not be interested in practicing, so she gave a reminder.

Wu Yong was shocked and said to himself: I have gained so many benefits today, but I am a little distracted. I have to gather my mind. I can't think of this joyfulness, that I am happy again, but I forget the root of it!

He was alert to himself and said seriously: "What my teacher taught me is."

Seeing that he was awakened quickly, Master Peishan smiled with satisfaction and said, "My nephew, I originally prepared a pill for body refining for you, but I didn't expect that your master and second uncle had prepared a lot, but it was heavy.

, it's better not to mention it."

She looked at Wu Yong for a moment and thought for a moment, her eyes fell on the sword box he was holding, and her eyes lit up immediately, "I'm fine! My good nephew, I can't take out your meeting today, how many times will I go to.

I'll send you to your house every day! Which hill do you live on?"

"Wangjiangfeng." Wu Yong was curious, but she stopped talking, so she could only thank his uncle.

"But my junior sister snatched it first," Liang Liangying seemed to have something extra in her magic tricks, and threw it over, "Wu Yong, let's put it away!"

Wu Yong saw something like a bronze ware at a daze. Seeing the fifth master throwing it away, he was afraid that something was wrong to fall. His eyes hopped. He quickly took it forward, leaned his hands against his chest, and looked closely.

, It turned out to be a palm-sized stove.

Three legs, made of copper, the furnace body is carved with various spiritual birds and beasts, the furnace neck is hollowed out, and the top cover is a spiritual turtle, which is small and exquisite, and extremely exquisite.

Wu Yongqi said: "Fifth Master, what is this? A spiritual weapon?"

Liang Liangying smiled and said, "Yes, a spiritual weapon, you will use it to sacrifice yourself after you go back, and you will know how to use it."

Xuanxuzi's eyes lit up and he said, "Disciple, this is a good thing, thank you, Master Five!"

Wu Yong didn't know the truth, but he knew that since the master said this, it would definitely be wrong. I thanked him quickly.

Finally, it was Yuan Tinggai, who smiled and said, "Nephew Wu, you, the seventh Master, spent all your life on sword skills, and you spent all your kung fu on elixirs, and there was nothing good."

As he said that, he was like Gu Chongying, but he also took out a jade bottle and handed it to Wu Yong. He touched his beard and said, "This is a Qi-nourishing Pill, as the name suggests, a pill that helps you warm up your true qi."

Gu Chongying said: "Ordinary Qi-raising Pills are all green pills. This bottle seems to be yellow, and there are a lot of them. Junior brother, have you changed the prescription?"

"With a little improvement, the efficacy of the medicine is about 30% stronger than the average one." Yuan Tinggai nodded.

Gu Chongying looked at Wu Yong, "Your Seventh Master is also a famous alchemist in the Great Jin Dynasty, no worse than Master Min."

Yuan Tinggai smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, don't praise me, why do I compare with Master Min? If you don't say anything else, I won't see Wu Yong's hostility."

Gu Chongying smiled and said nothing.

Wu Yong thanked Master Seventh Master.
To be continued...