The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 98 The Daily Life of Cold Lotus Pond
Li Laimiao took two steps, only to hear the tinkle of golden ankle bells, a smile appeared on his face.

A plump and beautiful woman was waiting at the door, and when she saw her come out, she immediately walked over with a smile: "Have you met the suzerain?"

Li Laimiao nodded obediently.

The beautiful woman is the master recognized by Li Laimiao, her name is Jin Li, and she is the elder of the sect.

Jin Li's status is not low, her strength is strong, and her personality is gentle, but it's a pity that she has a harsh eye for apprentices.So far, there are only three disciples under his seat, one of the first two died young, and the other traveled abroad.

Everyone in the sect knew that being accepted as an apprentice by Jin Li meant that her status was the same as that of the youngest girl in the family, and she was the most valued.

Li Laimiao, the wood-type Tianlinggen who came in halfway, got her favor.

"Look, what do you want to say?" Jin Li put one hand on Li Laimiao's shoulder to stabilize her body, while stepping on a lotus petal to leave the platform, "About the suzerain?"

"But...can I say it?"

"Why not." Jin Li smiled softly, "You suffered before. You can tell Master about anything in the future."

"Thank you, Master." Li Laimiao said, hesitated again, and asked, "Well, does the suzerain not like me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"The suzerain turned his back to me and never turned his back while talking to me... He only gave me a golden bell and said a few words to me."

Li Laimiao wouldn't say it, she was actually a little scared.

When Leng Lianchi was talking to her, he was kneeling by the window with his back to her, fiddling with a small incense burner in his hand, and his tone was even mild.

But Li Laimiao felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, a kind of fine-grained fear rose up, and he couldn't suppress it.She had heard of the suzerain's legend, so she was still wondering if it was the evil spirit of killing too many people in the legend, and her nose still smelled like a hallucination, smelling blood.

Later, when they came down, Li Laimiao was frightened several times by the vague-faced puppet servants stationed on each floor.

Jin Li thought she had angered the suzerain, but he was relieved after hearing it: "It's not that he doesn't like you. He sometimes talks to us here, and it's the same way. Jixue is the suzerain's personal residence, and there are usually some ceremonial activities. When in the Linglong Palace, the suzerain will show up."

Jin Li covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Miao Miao, don't worry. The suzerain is the most protective of the calf. There is no such thing as other sects fighting against each other and bullying the small with the big."

Li Laimiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Master."

Inside the rapid snow tower.

Leng Lianchi waited for the breath of the little girl and Jin Li to go away before stopping his movements.

The surface of the small incense burner looks smooth from a distance, but it has a layer of fine and dense fish scale-like protrusions, which are made of glazed steel.

The price of glazed steel is extremely expensive. Refined in weapons, a piece the size of a fingernail can greatly increase the hardness of the entire weapon, and even make the weapon appear translucent, which is in short supply in the world of cultivating immortals.

Leng Lianchi bought it at a high price and used it to refine it into a small incense burner the size of a palm.

He straightened it upright without changing his expression, and let go of his hand slowly, revealing his bloody fingers.

As soon as the pain in his hands stopped, the pain in his back regained the upper hand, and his face immediately showed a patient expression—in order not to lose his composure in front of the new disciples, he had no choice but to make a bad move just now.

He paused for a second, looked at the blood on the table, and ordered: "Bring a handkerchief and water."

The two puppet maidservants in white at the door got busy quietly and handed things to him.

He wiped the blood off his hands finely, and brushed away the long hair lying on the ground.

He took off another layer of cassock, untied a layer of white robe, and exposed his back.

Many people know that his title is Broken Jade Guanyin, but no one knows where this title comes from.

The answer is on his back.

On his back is a huge picture of Guanyin.

It should be a bodhisattva with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, but the color of the lines is the color of blood rust, which brings a shocking effect on the astonishingly pale skin.

Half of the bodhisattva's serene and wise face was covered with fine and dense cracks, but it looked hideous and terrifying.

Sure enough, there were more cracks.

So, that is to say, it was right to kill.

A distorted smile appeared on the beautiful face, but it only lasted for a moment.

He took out a small pure black bottle and poured the contents into the palm of his hand, but there were only two pills left.

There are not many pills that can relieve the pain of the strong Nascent Soul in Chuyuan State.

Every time he uses spiritual power, it hurts and affects him to kill.

"Go to the private treasury and pay for Qingmaiyin in three. Zhuchongwanzhu, Hanmuzhi, [-]-year-old crimson grass, and Guitianxin... three copies each."

He went downstairs and stood in front of the refining furnace on the fourth floor, but what he was waiting for was an empty-handed puppet.

Qingmaiyin and crimson grass are gone.

Qingmaiyin can be bought, but crimson grass is a common herb in ancient times, and now it can only be found in the ruins of the Kejian Realm where the space is chaotic.

... Although he also sent people to dig the soil and plant some, but the years were not enough.

Leng Lianchi suddenly remembered something, and took out a document presented by his subordinates from the ring.

"It is reported that the space of Kejian Realm is fluctuating. According to the test, Ji Yaoshi's Mansion will be opened in about half a month. It is rumored that there are eighth-grade pills, and there are many kinds of herbs in the world. The door has been attached."

The paper turned to ashes in Leng Lianchi's hands.

After half a month, that is tomorrow.

As the spiritual power was gradually suppressed, his breath became ordinary, and at the same time, his appearance gradually shrunk and became immature like a magic trick.

He took out a suit of clothes and changed again, took off the golden bells on his ankles, walked slowly all the way to the bottom of the tower, and locked the door.

People who come here can tell at a glance that he has something to go out.

He took out something in the shape of a gray fruit and rubbed it lightly in his hand - it was the gatekeeper, the key to the Pharmacist's Mansion.

At the same time, a simple and effective method gradually took shape in my heart.

……

On the second day, Jian Baisan was supervised by Gu Yulun—no, Hu Xinshan who poured spiritual power into the shape of the gray fruit.

She was not given any chance of escape.

As long as this "gateway" is touched, she will definitely go there.

"Don't be so discouraged, Immortal Master Jian." Hu Xinshan said with a smile, "Please take something, you can definitely do it."

Jian Baisan glanced at him: "You better not laugh."

"What?" Hu Xinshan touched his smooth chin, and said heartily, "Don't you like it, Fellow Daoist Jian?"

"I'm sick of seeing it." Jian Baisan said succinctly.

His face suddenly turned cold: "Don't forget what my father told you..."

"Sooner or later, I will seek justice for those people you manipulated." Jian Baisan said while inputting spiritual power.

"Hahahahahahahahaha! To be fair, you are so childish! What are you, a three-year-old child? If you use the "Fen Yuan Yu Beast Classic" like this, you must call it a waste of everything!"

Jian Baisan couldn't answer any more, her figure slowly disappeared into a wave-like ripple, and she only had time to look at the shadowy and motionless crowd behind Hu Xinshan, and closed her eyes in pain.

When Hu Xinshan caught her, but she was forced to manipulate the three men in black, Jian Baisan discovered something through the resonance of the exercises:

Hu Xinshan practiced the same kind of exercises as her.

(End of this chapter)