Yipin Danxian

Chapter 82 Punishment
Back in Songzhu Yayuan, Mrs. Sang was still immersed in alchemy and found nothing abnormal, so Wu Sheng quietly planted a branch on the ground and counted the time silently.

The Lord of Shenyin Peak has practiced on Shenyin Peak all year round and rarely goes down the mountain, but Taoist Mai Yi is not necessarily so, so he arranged for Master Dongsun to keep an eye on him, and the next actions can measure the results he wants to know.

An hour and a half later, Wu Sheng came to the gate of the courtyard, glanced at the ground, and saw the pine cone—the Taoist in Mai was not in the cave.

Wu Sheng turned back and gave Mrs. Sang a few words to tell her to continue the useless work, then wandered out of Songzhu Yayuan, suddenly accelerated and rushed down the mountain.

He rushed out of the foot of the mountain in one breath, continued to run wildly, rushed to the stone waterfall platform, and visualized the guardian circle of Taoist Mai Yi.Although the zhenyuan was sealed, it did not affect him in the slightest to unlock the magic circle. In fact, he had already been here for the second time, and he "unlocked" the five-layer cloud pattern of the magic circle last time.

Revisiting the old place, Wu Sheng was unceremonious, and he scraped off two layers of cloud patterns one after another before stopping.Seven layers of cloud patterns were blown away, and this formation was cracked more seriously than Yan Bosou's smoke wave phantom formation. Although the appearance remained the same, it was already "tottering" in its bones. Can collapse!
He let out a bad breath, guessing that Taoist Maid would return, Wu Sheng didn't dare to delay, and rushed to Lianpuji again.

Since he went down the mountain, he has been counting silently in his heart, trying to keep the time as steady as possible. When he reached the pavilion, he had already counted to five thousand.

"House?"

"Mr. Wu? Why are you here?"

Seeing that it was Wu Sheng, the Ying brothers were very pleasantly surprised and rushed over to greet him.

Wu Sheng switched to counting with his fingers, and tried to answer them with concise words in his mouth without affecting the counting: "I will choose the magic weapon."

Elder Ying laughed loudly and said: "Mr. Wu can just say a word, and my brother will send it to the door. How can I trouble Mr. Wu to go there in person?"

"Ten days, you didn't come."

"Ah... Taoist Mai Yi ordered Mr. Wu to retreat and practice alchemy, so don't disturb me. I'm really sorry. Come, come, please come in..."

"I won't go in, I'll just wait here, can you find me a better flying sword? The sharp one..."

"Second brother, bring me my Feihong sword, I will accompany the layman to talk here."

Soon, Ying Er Er took a dagger and came over. This sword was only more than one foot long, almost like a long dagger, but the sword was glowing with blue light, and it was engraved with simple and simple prints. It was obvious at a glance that it was a good sword.

Wu Sheng took it over and weighed it. After a little visualization with the Taiji ball, he knew that it was a high-grade flying sword, absolutely no less than the Youquan Dragon Slaying Sword, and it would be no problem to use it in the realm of refining gods.

"This is the top-grade Feihong sword cast by Ou Yezi, a famous teacher of the Yue Kingdom. A sword, but it also has shortcomings, it cannot be used to withstand heavy weapons. What do you think, Mr. Wu?"

Hearing that it was forged by Ou Yezi, Wu Sheng suddenly remembered that his jasper sword was also made by Ou Yezi. Unfortunately, it was left in Yingdu of Chu State and captured by Chu people.

Since it was refined by this sword master, it must be unmistakable.He took it and tried it on his finger. With his "reinforced iron frame", he could actually cut a white mark. If he increased his strength, the effect would be better, and blood would be seen.

"How much?" Wu Sheng was going to pay for this flying sword, no matter how much it cost, hardware, ten gold, he wanted it, this is a real life-saving thing, how could he be reluctant to pay?
"Mr. Wu was just joking. I have always kept this Feihong sword in my collection, and I will never sell it." Boss Ying shook his head.

Wu Sheng held the sword tightly and didn't let go: "I really want... the shopkeeper's accommodating... how about ten gold?"

Elder Ying laughed and said, "I won't sell this sword. Since Mr. Wu likes it, I'll give it to you! Mr. is a role model for me, so it's my brother's luck to give you this sword!"

Ying Er kept nodding beside him: "Mr. Wu, keep it."

Just as he was speaking, Wu Sheng finally saw the figure of Taoist Maid from a distance, and he didn't dare to say any more, he put his finger in the storage directly.

While chatting, I counted to "five thousand two hundred and eighty-six".

It’s another way to visualize the formation, and it’s also to accept gifts, while keeping the count unchanged. Don’t ask him how he did it. If you don’t have this ability, then you don’t have the talent for practice, and the door to practice will never be opened for you.

The Taoist in Mai is quick on his feet, but he is looking around, looking for Wu Sheng's figure. Wu Sheng is overjoyed - the Taoist in Mai knows his approximate location, but not his precise location!

Immediately bowed solemnly to Brother Ying: "Thank you! If you have something to do in the future, you must do your best to report it generously!"

The two brothers said "don't dare".

Taoist Mai came to the pavilion and stared at Wu Sheng with a gloomy expression.

Wu Sheng said hello: "I have met the Taoist."

Taoist Mai asked the Ying brothers, "What did he buy from your brothers?"

Brother Ying said: "I didn't buy anything."

Mai Taoist asked in a deep voice, "Really?"

The Ying brothers nodded together: "Really!"

Mai Taoist turned and left Yingting, Wu Sheng followed behind him, and the two returned to Songzhu Yayuan one by one.

The Taoist in Mai Yi first looked at Mrs. Sang who was still immersed in alchemy, then dragged Wu Sheng into the pine and bamboo forest, and said in a deep voice: "I told you not to go down the mountain. Is what I said fart?"

Wu Sheng called Qu: "I was on the mountain for ten days, and I was too busy. When I went down the mountain, I wanted to buy some magic tools and spiritual materials to study alchemy. There was no other purpose. I also went to Shiputai to ask you for leave. You're not here!"

The Taoist in linen fixedly looked at Wu Sheng, and suddenly pointed out that Wu Sheng felt numb all over his body, beads of sweat dripping down like thread beads...

When Wu Sheng returned to Songzhu Yayuan, his whole body was soaked, his face was pale, and his steps were staggering.

Mrs. Sang sighed, and said: "I told you not to let you go down the mountain, but you still have to go, isn't that the case? I failed in alchemy today... hey..."

Wu Sheng ignored her, limped into the room, fell on the bed, and fell asleep on the spot.

This sleep lasted until the next day. Wu Sheng got up weak to drink water, and ate the medicinal porridge made by Mrs. Sang. He wanted to go back to rest, but Mrs. Sang called out: "It's time to make alchemy!"

Wu Sheng shook his head: "I'll sleep a little longer."

Mrs. Sang's face changed: "Is it for nothing to cook porridge for you? After eating the porridge, you should work, otherwise you won't be able to make Butian Pills. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Wu Sheng was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, alchemy."

Fortunately, it was Mrs. Sang who did the alchemy, and all Wu Sheng needed to do was give advice from the side. After two days, he gradually recovered.

Taoist Mai Yi really punished him severely, and Wu Sheng felt what torture is.But despite the palpitations, he also got the result he wanted.

　Thank you Brother Hei, Ruhua Daozu, Special Bai, Cloudman, Xinxitang, yhaosheng withering, 20190310 for your rewards, and thank you fellow Taoists for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.

　　
　
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