In the Elixir Hall, there is a unique and quiet elegant room.

On the coffee table, there are exquisite spiritual fruits, a refreshing incense burner, and a few wisps of green smoke.

Hu Xingyang poured a cup of spiritual tea filled with fragrance and handed it to Liu Yue opposite him, and smiled diligently: "This is the newly developed spiritual tea in the Elixir Palace. Deacon Liu, try it?"

Liu Yue elegantly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and stopped after savoring it, obviously not in his heart.

Putting down the teacup, Liu Yue said in a deep voice: "How is that guy? It's been three days, so there's no movement at all."

Hu Xingyang knew who she was talking about and smiled and said, "Don't worry. Master Kuyun has been anxious to break through Yixing Xuan Master recently. He has an extremely irritable temper and no one can stand it, let alone him!"

This guy, even Wang Ning dared to kill him in the Nine Stars Contest.

With such a big temper, it is impossible to bear to do things in Kuyun's hands.

"You haven't seen it. How ugly his face was three days ago. He just wanted to run away when he got down."

Hu Xingyang put down his teacup and said leisurely.

Liu Yue raised her eyebrows and pondered: "What's next?"

Hu Xingyang smiled indifferently: "With me here, can you run away? This guy has been delayed for a long time and refused to go in, but in the end he was pushed in by me. If he dropped this pit, it would be hard to die!"

Liu Yue said coldly: "Okay, as long as he dares to escape privately, he will be arrested as a medicine slave."

Hu Xingyang shook the teacup in his hand and whispered: "Don't worry, this elixir palace is no better than other places. Even if Xinyan comes, she will not be able to speak! Unless Elder Zhijian asks in person, no one can come."

Liu Yue said lightly: "No hurry, Ruo Xinyan is here, treat me well. I want to see how she begs me!"

Thinking of the heroic figure of Xinyan swinging her sword in front of her, Liu Yue felt even more ruthless than Lin Yun's three whip.

Bang!

At this moment, a muffled sound came and the teacup on the table was shaking.

A cold light flashed in Hu Xingyang's eyes and he smiled and said, "The stove is blown up... If nothing unexpected happens, it is probably Master Kuyun's alchemy room."

Liu Yue nodded slightly: "Do you know what to do?"

"Don't worry, I will send someone to watch it. As long as I dare to escape, I will catch him immediately. After entering the door of the Pill Hall, don't think about going out for me!"

...

After the explosion, Master Kuyun's alchemy room was in a mess, and there was a burning stinking everywhere.

Even though Lin Yun had already mentioned hiding, he was still shocked by the aftermath.

Master Kuyun was the first to be hit, the most embarrassing, with a charred body and curly hair.

He murmured without realizing it, looking at the dim Huoyun Dan in his palm, his eyes were full of disappointment: "Failed again, this road is really hard to walk. You can stay here for a while, I will go.

Come."

"do what?"

"The Dan Furnace is gone, I have to apply for a new batch."

After tidying up a little, he placed the refined Fire Cloud Pill on the table casually. Master Kuyun hurriedly left the alchemist.

In the messy alchemy room, Lin Yun was the only one left.

After resting for a while, Lin Yun stood up and walked straight to the table.

I took the Fire Cloud Pill refined by Kuyun in my hand and played with it. Without exception, the spiritual patterns were not branded successfully.

Without branded spiritual patterns, this Fire Cloud Pill is of no value.

Lin Yun put down the Fire Cloud Pill, smiled indifferently, and did not comment.

Kuyun is a typical gambler mentality. The fire cloud spiritual pattern drawn by it has unstable foundation. If you force it to piece it together, you may be able to succeed.

In short, at the level of Kuyun, such a complex one-star spiritual pattern cannot be refined.

Looking at the magic pens and the undried ink traces by the table, Lin Yun's eyes flashed, thinking.

After thinking about it, I held the magic pen in my hand.

Another piece of white paper filled with spiritual light was taken out, and the true energy in the body slowly circulated. A wisp of true energy containing the power of time immediately poured into the pen.

"This magic weapon is really useful, it's much more convenient than if I use my hand to carve it."

Lin Yun held the spiritual pattern brush and was quite moved. His level was not as good as the void pattern.

Why did a few spiritual patterns imprinted on that day have been greatly damaged? It is also related to this.

After getting familiar with the magic weapon pen, Lin Yun mobilized the Zi Yuan Holy Fire and condensed it on the tip of the pen.

Pretty handsome

Lang's face showed a very serious expression, and he began to draw the fire cloud spiritual pattern based on the pictures in his memory.

The basic spiritual patterns are elegantly formed on his pen tip.

Compared with Master Kuyun, the basic spiritual pattern that is like a dog lying on his feet and a chicken's feet.

The basic spiritual patterns in Lin Yun's paintings are elegant and fresh, elegant and lively; every stroke is like an iron-painted silver hook, with a deep bone energy, not like a spiritual pattern, but more like a poetic font.

Under the infusion of the power of time, the basic spiritual patterns are full of spiritual energy, the smoke is drifting and dew is boundless, the pen is moving, the pen is vast and vigorous.

At this moment, the apprentice uniform, which was so dirty that it could not hide the temperament of Lin Yun, was still intoxicated.

The tip of the pen is flowing, and in a short while, all the basic patterns are formed.

A smile appeared on Lin Yun's quiet face and took a fire cloud pill.

Then I wrote a little, as if I was the finishing touch, and many basic spiritual patterns came alive in an instant.

Within one stroke, it instantly condensed into shape, and the fire cloud spiritual pattern, which was like water flowing clouds, was completely imprinted on the Fire Cloud Pill.

Wow!

The white paper filled with inspiration burned out with a whimper.

After the fire, the Fire Cloud Pill was transformed, the surface of the elixir is full of luster, and the fire cloud pattern at the bottom is filled with light.

"It seems, it's not very difficult."

Lin Yun put down this new fire cloud pill, wrote it again, and painted the spiritual patterns. His feeling was very wonderful.

The whole person was immersed in an indescribable mysterious state.

Compared to the last time, I felt much more relaxed and freehand than the fatigue of wanting to die, this time it seemed much easier and freehand, making people want to get involved.

Not long after, he drew three fire cloud patterns, and all of them were successfully imprinted.

After thinking about it, there are records in the Heart Sutra over the years that Fire Cloud Pill can actually be paired with two other spiritual patterns.

A Fire Cloud Pill, if three spiritual patterns are imprinted at the same time...

Lin Yun felt excited when he thought about it. The spiritual paper was spread out and he focused on drawing it.

Halfway through the drawing, footsteps sounded, and Kuyun's face changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost: "Dog thing, why do you do with my pen?"

The focused Lin Yun was slightly lost and his rhythm was suddenly chaotic.

The purple kite holy fire condensed at the tip of the nose suddenly spread with the power of time, and the entire brush burned.

The extremely precious Ling Wen pen was burned into ashes in Lin Yun's hands.

Lin Yun turned around and looked at Master Kuyun, then looked at the ashes on his palm, looking a little embarrassed.

"My spiritual pen!"

Master Kuyun's eyes turned red in an anxious manner. He rushed over and pushed Lin Yun away.

Looking at the pile of burning ashes, my eyes were wet, and I said tremblingly: "This is the pen my father passed on to me. I promised him that I must use this pen to become a two-star master! Damn... you dog

Do you know that you can’t touch other people’s pens casually? Will you allow others to touch your sword secretly?”

Lin Yun was lost in his mind and knew that he had moved the taboo. He quickly apologized: "Master, I'm really sorry..."

"Get out! Dog thing, I've wanted you to inherit my mantle before. It's only been three days, and your dog's tail is soaring to the sky!"

Master Kuyun looked cold and trembled with anger. He pointed at Lin Yun and said, "Get out of here quickly. If you hadn't been working hard before, I would have derogatory thoughts of you as a medicine slave!"

The master of the Elixir Palace does have this power.

Lin Yun was feeling a little depressed between his eyebrows, although he looked down on Master Kuyun a little.

But in the past three days, Master Kuyun has taught him a lot of things with all his heart and strength.

Without these, he still knows nothing about refining medicines.

But I broke other people's spiritual pens and felt ashamed of the other party.

He understood Master Kuyun very well, just as someone broke his Burial Flower Sword, and he must have killed the other party.

Lin Yun hopes that Master Kuyun can punish him.

"Get out! Get out of here quickly and disappear from my eyes!"

Master Kuyun was furious and pointed at Lin Yun and cursed.

Lin Yun wanted to speak but stopped, and wanted to tell him that he had successfully branded several Fire Cloud Pills.
To be continued...