"Hard, haha, I should be content with destroying your cultivation and keeping you alive. Go back and ask your ancestors of the Immortal Sword Sect to know how kind I am today. I was picked on and only destroyed your cultivation. I haven't done anything for decades.
"It's a lot jerky and hard to grasp." Canghai laughed.
Others, especially the elders at the head, knew that the ancestors of the Immortal Sword Sect had hit an iron pole today when they heard the man say, and they would probably be scolded when they went back. Being scolded is a trivial matter, but two elders were lost.
"Let's go and clean up this place. I didn't expect that I would be bullied to the point of being bullied. Someone would dare to have ideas about my daughter. I'm really tired of living. Get out of here. I don't want to kill anyone today." Canghai waved his hand casually.
"Let's go, it's boring. They are all rubbish. I thought it would be lively. Remember, girl. If you see these people again, beat them to death. Save yourself the trouble. If you can't beat them, tell me. I'll help.
You tore down the altar of the Immortal Sword Sect." Canghai said with a chuckle.
"Well, dad is better." Canghai Mingyue said happily and lazily.
Qing Shui lamented the gap in levels, the difference in strength. Originally, he felt that the gap between levels in the innate realm was big enough, but now Qing Shui felt that it was even worse in the Martial Emperor realm. Qing Shui didn't know what Cang Hai's strength was.
But Qing Shui felt that Elder Feng was much more powerful than the junior Martial Emperor's Madam Canghai.
He could actually kill the powerful Martial Emperor in an instant, and it was an instant kill with absolute power. This is the power of the strong and the belief of the strong. This belief in absolute power impacted Qing Shui's yearning for force.
If he had such a huge force and could go to Yancheng by himself, why would he have to endure such suffering? His mother had already suffered enough from waiting. When Qing Shui thought about his mother, he wished he could go to Yancheng now.
Qing Shui has always believed that he should go to the Yan family personally on this matter in Yan City. He wants to tell the Yan family that what he has done must be repaid. If outsiders are not allowed, Qing Shui can make them a hundred times or a thousand times worse.
repay.
At the same time, Qing Shui was also guessing about Cang Hai's strength. Before and after contacting him, Qing Shui concluded that not even Cang Hai Mingyue knew her father's exact strength.
A mysterious man, a god-like man, only he can have a daughter like Canghai Mingyue, and he can give her a safe haven, a warm sky and a high enough starting point.
The man she marries in the future must be a man like her father, and the man next to her in this life must be a man of unparalleled splendor in the Kyushu Continent.
"Dad, it turns out you are so powerful, you have made me worry for a long time." Canghai Mingyue happily hugged Canghai's arm and said proudly.
Canghai is also very happy. As a father, he does not want to be the object of admiration by his children. It is quite happy to see his children being proud of him.
After everyone rested and chatted together for a while at noon, Mr. and Mrs. Canghai left, leaving time for the three young people. Before leaving, Mr. and Mrs. Canghai gave Qing Shui a meaningful look.
The look in his eyes made Qing Shui feel a little uneasy.
"Sister Mingyue, what kind of strength does godfather have? Those few are powerful warriors, but they can't even make a move in front of godfather." Huoyun Liuli said with admiration in her eyes.
"I don't know either. I originally felt that my father and mother should both be at the junior level of the Martial Emperor. Now it seems that my father should be higher than the junior level, but I don't know to what extent. The level of power is so powerful that it can crush people to death. The realm of the Martial Emperor
A level difference between warriors is the difference between heaven and earth."
Hearing Cang Hai Mingyue's words, Qing Shui thought that she had guessed it. She really didn't know Cang Hai's strength, but when she fought against the Immortal Sword Sect before, she wasn't too worried, and she dared to leave Cang Hai's name. Qing Shui didn't
Knowing what she was thinking, could it be a kind of trust in her father...
After what happened just now, the three of them went out again. This time they obviously felt very confident. Although Qing Shui's strength was not very high, his mentality was excellent and he was confident in himself. Except for the powerful Martial Emperor, those who were at the peak of Xiantian's life met the current one.
Qing Shui, in a life-and-death contest, there's no telling who will win.
"Well, Thousand-Year Medicine." Qing Shui and the two women walked on the Nancheng Ancient Road again. Of course, it was just a different path this time. They didn't go far before they saw a large, quaint medicine store called Thousand-Year Medicine.
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Qing Shui's heart moved. Many of the medicines he searched for last time were not only in stock but also grown in the Purple Jade Fairyland. However, the thousand-year-old medicine that was the main medicine was gone.
"Mingyue, are all the medicinal materials in this store thousands of years old?" Qing Shui asked without looking back.
Canghai Mingyue heard Qing Shui calling her name. The two of them were friends now. It was normal for friends to call each other by name, but it would always feel uncomfortable the first time.
He glanced at Qing Shui's tall back speechlessly, and then slowly said: "This store is not big in scale, and there are not many varieties. However, it does have some thousand-year-old medicines. The faith is good. You can take a look. Why are you still practicing?"
Pharmacist?"
Qing Shui was startled before he remembered that he and Canghai Mingyue had only met each other when they came to Qingyun State, and it was because of the Fire Cloud Glaze. It was not surprising that he didn't know that he could refine some medicine. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he could only refine a small amount of medicine.
Huan Dan, after all, Jin Chuang's medicine is not on the market.
"Apothecary refining? I can only refine one kind of medicine, and I don't count as an apothecary refining." Qing Shui shook his head and laughed.
"Refining one kind of medicine? Why, even the weakest pharmacist can refine several or even many kinds as long as he can refine one kind." Canghai Mingyue asked a little puzzled.
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"I only have one 'medicine' recipe that I can refine." Qing Shui turned around and smiled.
"Oh, I understand. It turns out that you don't like ordinary 'medicine' prescriptions. I'll give you one when you get back. I got it by accident and was reluctant to sell it. But it seems difficult to make and the success rate is very low. It needs to be
The medicinal materials are also very precious." Canghai Mingyue said as if she suddenly remembered.
But Qing Shui had a misunderstanding. This beautiful woman who was a disaster to the people was reluctant to sell the things she wanted to give to him. It was difficult for Qing Shui to think about it without being confused.
"Okay, I will give it to you first when I refine the elixir that can become a divine way." Qing Shui walked towards the Millennium Medicine Shop. But in his heart, he was thinking of the Fire Cloud Glaze and his own Golden Sui Iron.
The furnace was a gift from her, and she also gave her a share of the Xiao Huan Dan and several other fruits that she had refined. She would always leave a share for her if there was any good deed.
Seeing that Qing Shui had already walked in, Canghai Mingyue and Huoyun Liuli slowly followed them into the medicine shop.
Qing Shui walked in and found that the store could only be said to be small in size, with the size of three rooms. The rooms were simple and old but spotless.
The ground is as smooth as ink stone and can reflect the appearance of people. The counter is also polished with ink stone, but it is opaque, so you cannot see what is inside the counter, but the surface can reflect the appearance of people.
Qing Shui found that there were very few people in the store, only three or five people looking at the labels on the shelves behind the counter. Behind the counter, there was an old man with white hair and beard who looked at them kindly and explained to them from time to time.
"Thousand-year-old wild goose feather flowers, one million taels of silver."
Qing Shui stared blankly at the label on a brocade box that was more than a foot long. He was shocked. He didn't have enough money to buy it.