Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 7
Little sixth-grade alchemist?
Rong Yin laughed angrily, "I have been reincarnated in the world for thousands of years, and I have not known the world for a long time. I don't know when the sixth-rank alchemist is no longer worth mentioning?"

Zhao Fu raised her eyebrows: "Having lived for more than 5000 years, is it something to be proud of becoming a sixth-grade alchemist?"

"My brother's body is bamboo, and he is naturally afraid of fire. It is already a miracle to have the power of today's sixth-grade alchemy. When will you, a woman, be humiliated?"

Zhao Fushuang didn't argue with her about this matter either, "Since you are so clear, there is no need for me to say more, what is at most two lives, in fact, you know very well in your heart, he is just comforting you to suffer for a few more years."

"You, if you really love your senior brother, and don't drag you into reincarnation again and again, you go out now, take a walk to the red flame purgatory, and jump in, you will never have to suffer this pain again , can also save your senior brother from the fire and water."

Hearing this, Rong Yin's eyes stained with anger instantly lost their brilliance, and she was unable to utter another word.

Tears rolled down uncontrollably on her thin cheeks, her increasingly swollen head and vacillating mind made her life worse than death!
What Zhao Fushuang wanted to say, Yi Huang looked expressionless and said two words: "Get out!"

Zhao Fushuang was unmoved, and her hoarse old voice clicked twice: "Are you angry?"

Where is this going?
When she was in agony in front of him back then, he sat much more steadily than her. Could it be unbearable with just a few words?
Yi Huang didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore, he sucked the man towards him with the mana in his palm, clasped Zhao Fu's shoulders with five fingers, and threw him out of the window easily.

Zhao Fushuang's current body could not withstand any disturbance.

With Yi Huang's throw, Zhao Fushuang smashed through the window and fell to the ground, killing her half-life.

Almost as soon as he fell to the ground, he passed out!

Before she fell into a coma, she still threw out the curse pill that drained her whole body of blood.

The cursed pills scattered on the ground, emitting colorful rays of light.

Yi Huang's pupils shrank in the room.

Look at the pill beside Zhao Fushuang.

Rong Yin said desperately: "Brother, forget it, free me, I don't want to see you exhaust your cultivation time and time again just to send me into reincarnation, and I don't want to see you trapped by me forever and never be free."

Yi Huang didn't hear what Rong Yin said, he only had Mi Cursing Pill in his eyes.

He walked out of the room, stayed three feet away from Zhao Fushuang, and finally confirmed that the elixir that fell on the ground was indeed the curse elixir that he had been looking for for thousands of years!
Yi Huang looked at Zhao Fushuang with cold eyes.

The old woman may not be all right.

He has obtained the extremely northern cinnabar that is not afraid of high temperatures, and the alchemy furnace is just around the corner.

He is not a sixth-rank alchemist now, but a seventh-rank!

Before his ascension, Junior Brother Bai also recorded in detail the key to refining the Mi Curse Pill.

In another 200 years, he is sure to successfully refine the curse pill.

However, he lacks the Wannian Chonglou and the Millennium Golden Clematis.

Instead of gambling, the Mi Curling Pill that was in front of him could quickly relieve Rong Yin's pain.

However, even if he doesn't interact with the world often, he also knows that this old woman is difficult to deal with, and this curse-absorbing pill is not easy to get.

After a moment of silence, his eyes inadvertently settled on the bamboo leaf bracelets on Zhao Fushuang's exposed wrists.

The bracelet is made of an emerald green bamboo leaf. There is no artificial interface between the leaf end and the leaf tip, as if bound by an invisible force.

Bamboo leaves have clear veins, wide and narrow, crystal clear, light and soft, but restrained and brilliance, which seems to contain infinite vitality.

The bracelet is tight and narrow, which seems to be a natural fit for a thin old woman.

Yi Huang stared at the bamboo leaf space bracelet with narrowed eyes.

After pondering for a long time, the mana in his palm still warmed and nourished Zhao Fushuang's body.

Almost as soon as the mana touched Zhao Fushuang's body, his brows frowned indiscernibly.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power in this old woman's body, she is old and decayed, she is indeed a mortal.

And with her current condition, if it wasn't for the stamina pill in her body, she would not have the strength to appear here.

Under the breathing adjustment of mana, Zhao Fu woke up slowly.

"Heh!" Seeing Yi Huang who was standing a foot away from her, sending her magic power to warm and nourish her meridians, he suddenly laughed, his rough voice was indescribably weird and unpleasant.

Yi Huang: "."

There are many weird people in the world, especially this old woman!

Rong Yin stumbled out clutching his aching head, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Yi Huang withdrew the mana in his palm, and straight to the point with no expression on his face: "What do you want?"

Zhao Fushuang stretched out her hands with great difficulty, and took the Mi Cursing Pill into her palm. The broken gong-like voice was filled with the calmness of life and death: "I don't want anything!"

Yi Huang, "Dare to ask, did you take this cursing pill by yourself?"

"You don't know if I need it or not?" If she used it, would she come all the way here with this pill?
Ask knowingly, how hypocritical!
Yi Huang's eyes were pitch black.

She came here with a free breath, so it is naturally impossible for her to have no plans.

I'm afraid she wanted to wait for Rong Yin to die, so that she could easily raise conditions in exchange for more benefits.

It's also possible. She just likes to watch Rong Yin embarrass him!

Based on her previous style, it is very likely to be the latter!
If this is the case, she will take the suffering of others as a pleasure, and she will occupy the ninth floor of the despicableness of the world!
Zhao Fushuang sneered, where did she come from, why did she look so heinous? !
"You can also kill and seize pills. When you are dying, you know that you, the Lord of Mayfly Mountain, are just a hypocrite. I, Zhao Fushuang, will not waste my life."

Yi Huang looked calm, and stopped arguing with Zhao Fu, turned around and helped Rong Yin back to the room.

Rong Yin also understood, "Brother, is she really holding the antidote?"

Yi Huang pondered, "Nine times out of ten."

Rong Yin was both happy and sad, "However, with this old woman's style, this elixir may not be easy to get. Rong Yin can die, but he must not insult senior brother."

Yi Huang said firmly: "It's okay, since she's here, she won't be idle."

The curse on Rong Yin's body became more and more severe, the skin on his body began to turn black, his throat was bound, and every breath was extremely painful.

Knowing that there is an antidote, and knowing that the antidote is not so easy to get, the more she suffers, the more proud the outsider may be, so no matter how painful Rong Yin is, she no longer groans, and just endures desperately.

Zhao Fushuang couldn't see Rong Yin in pain, and Yi Huang was in a dilemma, so it would be boring.

She walked into the room on crutches a little bored, "As expected of the people sent by Yun Ding, they are all first-class hypocrites!"

Seeing her come in, Rong Yin struggled to protect his dignity and said: "My Yunding Sect will never promise the impossible just to survive, you go!"

Yes, how noble they are!
For the sake of the so-called principled justice, one can disregard the life and death of others, and even disregard one's own life and death.

In fact, it's just stupid!

What should I do, the more these sanctimonious people want to appear righteous, the more she wants to tear off the veil of hypocrisy on their faces.

Zhao Wushuang played with the elixir in his hand, and suddenly used all his strength to throw the elixir out of the yard from the window.

Just when the elixir was in the air, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared outside, all rushing towards the curse elixir.

These seven or eight figures couldn't hide their devilish aura, and they were members of the demon clan who had been ambushing all around.

It is not easy for the people of the Demon Race to break through the blockade and enter the place where the Human Race lives.

Moreover, the more powerful the demons are, the harder it is to break through the blockade.

Therefore, the cultivation of the demons who can come here will not be too high, they can only assassinate Yi Huang after Yi Huang saves Rongyin and loses his cultivation.

At this moment, the Mi Cursing Pill appeared unexpectedly. If there was a chance, they would try their best not to let the Mi Cursing Pill fall into Yi Huang's hands.

(End of this chapter)