Ming Zhiyuan and Qinghai returned to Songlai Peak with worries. Before leaving, the leader gave him two booklets on alchemy practice and a large box of various elixirs.
The most important thing for him and Qinghai right now is to urgently learn various elixir refining and treatment methods to deal with internal and external injuries and the toxicity of monsters.
The two of them returned to the yard, and Bai Niu ran over and rubbed and acted coquettishly at Ming Zhiyuan's feet. Ming Zhiyuan could no longer care about comforting his biological daughter.
"Qinghai, we have to practice quickly now. You can't sleep and play around every day anymore, eh! By the way, your surname is not Qing?"
Qinghai glanced at him: "What does it have to do with you if your surname is not Qing?"
Ming Zhiyuan looked at him suspiciously: "The head of Wuji Mountain Gongyang is the elder of your family...?"
Qinghai didn't answer and turned his head: "Eat, I'm starving, practice after eating."
"Young man, you are still a relative of the emperor." Ming Zhiyuan refused to answer and did not ask further questions.
Everyone has things they don't want to tell others, so there's no need to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.
Jiao Guangchun no longer cared about cherishing his swift tiger, and together with Yi Haoyuan took the beast, which was frightened by Bai Niu, to Songlai Peak.
"Junior brothers, the master told me before he left that starting from today, we will practice together. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me. If I don't understand either, then let's figure it out together."
Jiao Guangchun said with a worried look.
Ming Zhiyuan and Yi Haoyuan Qinghai answered together: "Thank you, senior brother."
Yi Haoyuan and Ming Zhiyuan are about the same age, less than twenty. He also has a junior brother, Xin Li, who is one month younger than him, but is very smart and studious.
In terms of alchemy skills, his level of cultivation far exceeds his. Last time, he followed his master, the Fourth Elder Geng Zhengquan, to the defense line of Zhenning Mansion.
Yi Haoyuan is the son of an old friend of the fourth elder, and the fourth elder owes his old friend a huge favor.
Even though Yi Haoyuan's natural understanding was not very good, and his cultivation skills were average, he had both, but he was neither very good at either.
He was also a bit naive, so the fourth elder, who owed a favor to Heaven, had no choice but to pinch his nose and accept him.
When teaching, others only need to teach them three or five times to master it.
When we arrived at Yi Haoyuan, even though the fourth elder was explaining, his mouth was dry and his body was sweating profusely.
He also looked confused. He had to work very hard to teach other disciples, and he had to work hard to teach Yi Haoyuan, and he could barely pass the test.
Yi Haoyuan entered the sect at the age of five. He just relied on his long-term exposure to alchemy skills to rank behind the inner disciples of the Saintess Mountain!
Even Qinghai, a ten-year-old who has only been practicing for five years, is better than him in terms of martial arts training.
Fortunately, even though Yi Haoyuan has practiced alchemy and medicine, he can't do it at all.
But he has a good temper, works hard and never complains. He is willing to do any hard work, and he does it very happily.
He was particularly good at cooking. Ming Zhiyuan always felt that he was in the wrong profession. If he had studied cooking, he would be at the level of a royal chef by now.
After the four-person study group was established, Yi Haoyuan basically cooked meals and the herb valley on the peak.
When there was a discussion about alchemy and medicine, he would sit aside and watch with envy as everyone spoke.
When they were discussing the practice of martial arts and spiritual power, he and Ming Zhiyuan were sitting on the sidelines. The two of them looked at Jiao Guangchun and Qing Hai with envious eyes and their faces turned red.
Ming Zhiyuan was very envious of Qing Hai's qualifications. This guy was very enlightened and had cultivated his basic skills. Just like what his master Nan Junyi said, he was born with a top quality seed.
This guy plays like crazy and falls asleep every day, reading for half an hour, sleeping all day long, and playing all day long.
But he can understand everything at a glance. When Master explains something profound, he can draw inferences. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius among geniuses.
In fact, Ming Zhiyuan has been diligent in studying and doing things seriously and responsibly since he started.
He hoped that he could become a great alchemist as soon as possible and avenge his family. How many times in his dreams did he become a master of alchemy and return to Tianyun City to trample under his feet the rich old dog and the perverted Master Fu.
The feeling of revenge in the dream was so refreshing, but when I woke up, it was a hundred times more painful.
After decades of life experience in his past and subsequent lives, he had long since learned to hide his pain in the deepest part, except when he couldn't control it in his dreams.
The words spoken by the master's uncle before setting off for Anzhou Prefecture's defense line planted a seed in his heart to fight for the fate of the human race, in addition to revenge.
The person he is now and the person he was drinking and drinking in Feiyun City are completely two different people!
...
The Holy Maiden Mountain is empty, and even the outer disciples led by Wen Qingen only have twenty or thirty people left, barely cooperating with him in handling matters in the mountain gate!
Less than a month after the master uncle left, Gao Yue's urgent letter for help finally arrived in the hands of the King of Tianyang, and at the same time it also arrived at Saintess Mountain and Wushen Mountain.
The only two fourth-grade warriors and two fifth-grade warriors left in Wushen Mountain must have been instructed by their masters in advance to immediately set off from Wushen Mountain to Saintess Mountain after receiving the emergency call for help.
Picked up Jiao Guangchun, Ming Zhiyuan and his entourage, and escorted the alchemist to Gao Yuexing Prefecture's defense line.
The warriors of Tianyuan Continent have always respected the alchemist very much.
The four warriors from Wushen Mountain were very polite even when facing this team of alchemists led by only a sixth-grade alchemist.
He took great care of them on the way to Daxingfu.
Ming Zhiyuan was worried and took Bai Niu with him. Along the way, the little thing always bullied Jiao Guangchun's swift tiger, which made Jiao Guangchun's eyes full of resentment every time he looked at Ming Zhiyuan.
As the old father of the troublemaker, Ming Zhiyuan had no choice but to appease the aggrieved swift tiger.
Unexpectedly, when Bai Niu saw Ming Zhiyuan getting close to Swift Tiger, she suddenly became jealous and scratched and scratched Ming Zhiyuan.
The eyes of the two tigers turned red instantly. This time they had to kill the swift tiger.
Ming Zhiyuan had no choice but to take Bai Niu Qinghai and two warriors from Wushen Mountain and leave separately from Jiao Guangchun, Yi Haoyuan and others.
The rest of the road was finally clear and we finally arrived at the defense line of Daxing Prefecture.
On the day they arrived at Daxing City, in the afternoon, Su Jieyun, the commander of the Daxing defense line, specially brought his own guards to greet them at the city gate!
Wenren Chuanxi stood beside General Su and looked at them with a smile on his face.
Ming Zhiyuan quickly stepped forward, hugged Wenren Chuanxi tightly, and kept patting his back, feeling really happy in his heart.
Wenren Chuanxi was a little confused by his action. He stood there, not daring to move. It felt very strange.
Fortunately, Bai Niu came over and nuzzled Ming Zhiyuan, so Ming Zhiyuan let him go. He saw the uncomfortable look on Wen Ren Chuanxi's face and realized what he was doing.
Expressions of friendship between men in this other world are relatively subtle, and things like hugging and shaking hands are not customary here yet!
Ming Zhiyuan was embarrassed for a moment. He touched his forehead and didn't know what to say.
At this time, General Su came over, hugged Ming Zhiyuan in his arms, and patted Ming Zhiyuan on the back. Now it was Ming Zhiyuan's turn to be confused. This...
After General Su let go of Ming Zhiyuan, he said enthusiastically:
"I have always heard that there is harmony in the Holy Maiden Mountain and that brothers and sisters have a deep relationship. Today I saw Alchemist Wenren and this... ah, this brother have such a deep brotherly relationship. It really moved Su!"
Wenren Chuanxi quickly introduced:
"This is my junior brother Ming Zhiyuan, and this is my fifth junior uncle's only disciple Gong Yang Qinghai. These two are third-generation disciples of Wushen Mountain. This is Jiang Tiansheng, and this is Ma Tao."
General Su touched Qinghai's head, then quickly stepped forward and hugged Jiang Tiansheng and Ma Tao in turn, making the two of them uncomfortable.
Although Wushen Mountain and Saint Lady Mountain have always been close, I have never heard of Saint Lady Mountain having such a meeting etiquette.
General Su chatted awkwardly with the two warriors again, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, they seemed to have come to their senses: "Is this little brother's surname Gongyang?"
After hearing the news, he replied happily: "Yes"
"The head of Wuji Mountain Ram belongs to this little brother?"
Wenren Chuanxi glanced at Qinghai and saw that his face was tense and he looked unhappy.
He didn't answer any more. He held Qinghai up with one hand and said to General Su: "General, it's time for us to return to the defense line."