Dressed as a beautiful, strong and miserable master in the text of master and apprentice

Chapter 18

"The host originally had 200 points plus 300 points for this mission. The host has returned 500 points, leaving 750 points."

It took half a month to complete one task, and the remaining tasks may not be easy. The debt will be paid off in half a year.

Should I go back to Zongmen?The half-moon period of the day is now also approaching.

"The host returns part of the points, and the cultivation base can also be restored from the original foundation establishment to Nascent Soul."

"Does the host want to take on the next task now?"

"No, go back to the sect."

"Has the host figured it out? Have you decided to do simple tasks in the sect?"

"No, it's just that half a month's time has come, so I have to go back, and I have to start preparing the medicine for Jiang Wang's recuperation."

"Host, if you accepted the mission related to Jiang Wang and Ji Kangbai, the mission would have been completed long ago. Host, why are you bothering?"

The system really doesn't understand, each of the following tasks is more dangerous and difficult than the last, obviously there is an easier shortcut, isn't there?
"Host, the task I mentioned will not harm them."

"I don't want to please and approach with ulterior motives."

Yun Yihuan walked through the demon market, and happened to meet the lady proprietress of the inn again.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other.

Bai Yue flew up, Yunniang died, and the mirage dragon was seriously injured for thousands of years. This white fox is still guarding the Ruoshui River, even if no one knows about it.

The charming eyes of the proprietress suddenly curved up, she smiled, then looked away, and went to greet the guests.

Yun Yihuan quietly returned to the sect and informed the suzerain that she had left the customs.

She classified all kinds of elixir into categories, and the medicines that filled the ground were divided into external and internal medicines.

Taking it externally is a medicated bath, and taking it internally is a elixir.

Yun Yihuan came to the alchemy room in the apse, lit the stove, put the herbs neatly by her side, and sat cross-legged.

"Host, how about your alchemy?"

The system that was indifferent and ruthless at the beginning is now more humane, and there is a faint trend of lively and cheerful.

"System, why are you so different now?"

The system thought for a while and explained, "At the beginning, I didn't have self-awareness. As I came into contact with more worlds and read more books, my self-awareness was stimulated. Of course, it is different from the beginning."

Although the system has self-awareness, it will be curious about things, especially for the host Yun Yihuan.

But it still can't understand many emotions of people.

"Host, you haven't told me how your alchemy is going?"

"It's okay."

The system understands, it must be great.

When Yun Yihuan was refining alchemy, she held her Yuan and guarded one, concentrating all her energy on the alchemy furnace in front of her.

The fire under the cyan pill furnace lasts for a long time, there is a gurgling sound in the furnace, and the sweet medicinal fragrance is scattered all over the pharmacy, and the years are quiet.

However, there was chaos up and down Yinyu Peak. The third elder's beloved apprentice, Feiluan, was seriously injured when he led a group of disciples out for training. If it wasn't for the fact that he was carrying a secret treasure at the critical moment, and blocked the deadliest blow for him, even Da Luo Jinxian would have been unable to do it now. Save the useless.

The third elder hurriedly asked the seventh elder of Xing Linfeng to treat his disciple. The usually resolute and steady third elder also panicked at this moment, his eyes full of distress for Feiluan.

"Elder Seven, come and see Feiluan."

"Yes." The Seventh Elder is a beautiful female nun who does things neatly.

She didn't exchange greetings with the third elder, and went straight to the wounded. Fei Luan was lying on the bed in cold sweat, clenching her silver teeth, pale and silent.

His limbs were bloody and his bones were exposed, which seemed to be the traces of being eaten by rodents. This was not his most fatal injury.

The Seventh Elder used his spirit energy to try to purify the black energy on his bones, but the black energy met her spirit energy, instead of weakening, it boiled up. With this cloud of black air.

"Elder Seven, how are you doing?"

"The trauma is fine, but the poison is a bit troublesome." The Seventh Elder took out the jade bottle from his bosom, took off the bottle cap with bare hands, and the room was fragrant.

This kind of aroma will not be sweet, greasy, boring, but refreshing.

"Seventh Elder, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll have someone send you the Ten Thousand Year Purple Crimson plant."

The third elder recognized that it was the rejuvenation dew that the seventh elder was famous in Kyushu, and he was not stingy, and gave the seventh elder the purple crimson celestial grass that he had collected for many years.

The Seventh Elder was also rude, "Then I will accept it."

A few drops of rejuvenation dew dripped down, the white bones were raw, and the new skin was tender and delicate, but there was always a faint blackness lingering on the skin.

The Seventh Elder gave Feiluan another elixir, and said lightly, "I will first use Wanhua Qingdu elixir supplemented by golden acupuncture to protect his internal organs."

"Okay." The third elder nodded repeatedly, carefully stepped aside, not daring to disturb the seventh elder's treatment.

The third elder received a voice transmission from his disciple, glanced at Feiluan on the bed, turned his head and left quickly.

A restless couple was standing in the main hall of Yinyu Peak. They had luxurious robes, beautiful faces, and powerful cultivation bases.

"Qing Wang, please be safe and don't be impatient, the master will be here soon."

"Brother Wang." The third elder bowed far away when he saw King Qing.

King Qing stepped forward to help the third elder, "Brother Wang, get up quickly, how is my son doing now?"

The secret treasure on Feiluan was bestowed by King Qing, so if something happened to Feiluan, King Qing would know about it.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, Luan'er is fine after the treatment of the third elder, but the poison on his body needs to be dealt with."

"That's good." King Qing heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that his beloved son would perish.

"Second brother, I wonder if you can let me see Luan'er." The woman's face was urgent.

"Whether Mrs. Wang said something, it's natural."

The third elder led the two to meet Fei Luan.

Above one peak, Luo Zhen looked miserable compared to Fei Luan, and his injuries were no worse than Fei Luan's.

But how can he, an outer disciple, get the treatment of Fei Luan?It's just that Xing Linfeng's little doctor Xiuxiu was invited to diagnose and treat him, that person can only stop the bleeding for him, and the rest is up to him.

Without the golden needles of the Seventh Elder and Wanhua Qingdu Pill to protect his internal organs, the black air passing through his limbs would have already destroyed his internal organs.

He can only be a useless person in this life.

The small and dark room was full of Luozhen's painful wailing all night long.

"I'm back." Jiang Wang leaned on the railing to look at the moon, and a shiny black mouse slid into Jiang Wang's clothes with a screeching sound.

If someone else was suddenly penetrated by a mouse, they would have to scream, but Jiang Wang didn't respond.

The mouse came out from his cuff and lay on his hand. Jiang Wang had a smile on his lips, and gently stroked the mouse's shiny black hair with his other hand.

"Okay, go back and stay."

The mouse understood Jiang Wang's words, and got into the pet bag on Jiang Wang's waist.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the evening wind was blowing on his face, blowing his black hair, and his beautiful and delicate face seemed to be gone by the wind in the next second.

The peerless demeanor of such a banished immortal is like a ghost in the eyes of the servants around him.

(End of this chapter)