My cute little junior sister is too curly

Chapter 13 Refining seventh-grade pills casually?

After Su Yanran bumped into someone, she stuffed a low-grade spirit stone into the old man's hand and was about to leave.

Seeing the Lingshi, the old man showed a little surprise on his expressionless face, and grabbed Su Yanran's shoulder, "What do you mean, little girl?"

However, before the old man could speak, Su Yanran took the lead, "One piece is too little? Then I'll give you five more, don't pester me."

Su Yanran's eyes were full of impatience. She was angry with Sheng Shike in Tianjianzong and encountered such a thing when she came out.

How unlucky!

"You little girl, instead of apologizing after bumping into someone, you insulted them with spirit stones instead." The old man's hand tightened slightly.

Su Yanran's face changed slightly, this person didn't know what to do, "It was you who rushed out and bumped into me."

At the same time, Su Yanran looked at the old man, and found that there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, and the clothes on his body were old.

A look of contempt flashed in her eyes, she was sure that the old man was deliberately finding fault.

She raised her hand and threw a middle-grade spirit stone, which landed on the footsteps of the old man, and then taunted: "Don't you just want more spirit stones! Go pick them up yourself."

"Arrogant junior!" The old man chuckled, exerting a little force with his withered hands.

Suddenly, Su Yanran felt a severe pain in her shoulder.

Su Yanran couldn't help but become furious, and stabbed the old man's chest with an ice pick.

There was a smug look on her face, if she didn't give way, she would have to pay a price!

Anyway, it was the old man who took the initiative to provoke her, and this cause and effect has nothing to do with her.

"What a ruthless little girl!" The old man's voice became colder, and he raised his hand to grab the ice pick.

Su Yanran was startled, this old man is also a monk, otherwise it would be impossible to defuse her attack.

She felt a bit more apprehensive, looked at the old man again, and found that the old man's eyes were cloudy, his back was stooped, and his breath was weak.

Also, he is a dying person.

A high-ranking strong man is old even when he is about to die, and he is definitely not like an old man.

His cultivation must be above the third level of Qi Refining and below the Golden Core.

Such a person is not afraid of himself, but he doesn't know if there is someone behind the old man. Letting him go may cause him trouble.

Su Yanran looked at the street in the distance, no one paid attention to the situation here, and the endless sound of iron hammering covered most of the sound.

Su Yanran's eyes flickered slightly, her murderous thoughts revived.

The old man had a full view of Su Yanran's expression, and said disappointedly: "You are too murderous, you must not be the person I am looking for."

Su Yanran's face changed drastically when she heard the words 'killing heart is too heavy', and she subconsciously touched the storage bag.

The old man shook his head, turned and walked towards the street.

Su Yanran stared at the old man's back with fierce eyes, and raised an ice pick to stab the old man's back.

She can't leave any handles or threats!

Pfft! ——

The ice pick pierced the old man's heart and instantly turned into water, merging with the blood.

Boom! ——

The old man fell to the ground with no expression on his face.

Excitement appeared on Su Yanran's pretty face, it seemed that the kung fu taught by that man could really kill people by leaps and bounds.

Su Yanran didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Feng Qingran and Mo Jinghong didn't show up until the powerhouse at the stage of transformation followed Su Yanran away.

Feng Qingran grabbed the old man's pulse, and frowned slightly, "It's strange, my heart is broken, why can I still hold my breath?"

The two turned the old man over, only to find that there was very little blood on the ground.

Mo Jinghong inspected it, and said in a deep voice, "It's a high-level shifting technique. When he feels the fatal danger, he can switch the heart to another position, and he has taken the hemostatic pill in advance."

"Take the hemostatic pill in advance? Did he know that he was going to be killed?" Feng Qingran's eyes were complicated, perhaps they could not escape the arrangement of fate.

When I first read the book, I didn't think it was unreasonable for the old man to appear in the foundry city.

But when she came over through the book and read "Qing Yun Zhi", she realized that normally speaking, the master of the Kunxuan Pavilion would never appear in the foundry city.

There are three major forces in Qingyun Prefecture, the Kunxuan Pavilion, the Fuyu Spirit Artifact Pavilion, and the Calligraphy Auction House.

The power of Kunxuan Pavilion is mainly distributed in the north of Qingyun Prefecture, while Casting City is in the south of Qingyun Prefecture, which belongs to the power category of Fuyu Pavilion, and the two pavilions have had a long-standing grudge.

As the master of a pavilion, how could the old man be in danger alone?

"Junior Sister, if you are curious, you can ask him directly." Mo Jinghong put a pill into the old man's mouth with a smile in his picturesque eyes.

Feng Qingran: "..."

cough cough! ——

The old man coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood, his appearance was visibly changing, and his aura was also rising steadily.

"Senior Brother Seven, what did you feed him?"

"Detoxification Pill." Mo Jinghong wrote lightly.

Feng Qingran's dark and clear eyes widened, and he prepared the antidote for the seventh-grade spirit-devouring poison in advance. Seventh senior brother, you still say you are not a book wearer?
"Junior Sister, feel free to ask anything. People have a mouth that can be used to ask questions. Time is precious. If you have time to guess the answer, why don't you think about some cultivation questions."

"When your cultivation base becomes stronger and stronger, it will be easier to ask the answer you want."

After waiting for a few years, Mo Jinghong thought of today's words again, and regretted it.

The corners of Feng Qingran's mouth twitched slightly, the seventh senior brother said so, wouldn't it be embarrassing for her not to ask something?
Feng Qingran asked with a smile: "Then Seventh Senior Brother, tell me, why do you have the antidote for the spirit-eating poison?"

"When refining alchemy, I made it casually." Mo Jinghong's starry eyes flowed, and he had a noble temperament.

"Seventh-grade elixir can be made easily! Seventh senior brother, I don't read much, don't lie to me." Feng Qingran was speechless. A seventh-grade elixir can empty a middle-level family.

She finally knew why Senior Brother Seven was the master of the Lingyun Sect!
Mo Jinghong patted Feng Qingran's head, "Junior Junior Sister, don't feel inferior, I won't laugh at you."

Feng Qingran knocked off the hand on top of her head, and said angrily, "Thank you!"

At this moment, the old man on the ground opened his eyes, and looked at Feng Qingran and Mo Jinghong like an eagle.

"It was you who saved me?" The old man's breath was still a little weak, but his appearance and complexion had recovered a lot.

"No, she saved you." Mo Jinghong said indifferently.

The old man sat up, Feng Qingran stepped forward to help him stand up, Su Yanran's blow did not hurt the old man's vitals, he would have fallen down before, but the poison on his body had actually exploded.

The old man took a step back, and actually gave Feng Qingran the highest thank you gift, "Thank you for saving my life, miss, please tell the mansion, and I will definitely give you a thank you gift someday."

"You don't need another day, just today." Before the old man could react, Feng Qingran continued: "Just answer some of my doubts, and it will be a reward."

"Girl just ask."

"Why did you take the hemostatic pill in advance?" Feng Qingran asked the first question.

The old man sighed, and said slowly: "I have the spirit-eating poison in my body. When the poison takes hold, blood will spurt all over my body, and blood will splatter everywhere. I am worried that the poisonous blood will harm people."

Feng Qingran nodded, gave Mo Jinghong a look, and signaled him to continue asking.

Mo Jinghong's starry eyes sparkled, he smiled without saying a word.

Feng Qingran couldn't help but rolled her eyes, there was a tacit understanding, but not much!
"Then... since you know that you will get poisoned, why don't you stay at home?" Feng Qingran thought that she didn't say that she was the pavilion master, so she couldn't ask directly.

"It's a long story..." The old man paused, as if he was lost in memory, and remained silent for a long time.

Feng Qingran didn't want to interrupt directly, and said politely: "You have just recovered, so you shouldn't stand for too long, why don't we go to the hotel room and talk?"

"Okay." The old man regained his composure.

(End of this chapter)