Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 154 Magic Pot

Without answering Cheng Yang immediately, Qi Xiu first glanced sideways at Taoist Yun Xiong behind him.

I felt the inquiry in my disciple's eyes.

Elder Yunxiong Taoist God said:
"The Cheng family is rich and famous in Dianchuan.

Xiu'er, if you know the whereabouts of the magic weapon Mr. Cheng mentioned, you can be a beautiful man. "

His eyes made eye contact with the master for a moment.

Qi Xiu instantly understood what Taoist Yun Xiong meant.

Big Sheep!
Kill me hard!

Knowing this, Qi Xiu suddenly felt more at ease, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile:
"Since Mr. Cheng is so sincere, Qi is also willing to make you a friend.

In fact, I did meet Brother Ling back then.

He was being chased by a demon at that time and was seriously injured.

Although I fought back the demon with all my might, I was unable to save your brother's life.

Brother Ling did have a magic weapon in his hand at that time, it looked like a feather fan, right? "

His eyes lit up and Cheng Yang nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, that's right."

"After your brother died, I buried his body and the magical weapon."

"Where is it buried?" Cheng Yang asked subconsciously.

“That place is very secret, and outsiders will never find it.

But so many years have passed and I can't remember it for a while. "Looking at Cheng Yang with a smile, Qi Xiu rubbed his fingers without leaving any trace.

Little friends, do you want to be a free hand?
After reacting, Cheng Yang smiled and said:
"Excuse me, Taoist Master Qi. If you have any needs, please feel free to tell me."

Seeing Cheng Yang's approach, Qi Xiu was just about to speak when a sudden inspiration flashed in his mind and he remembered something:
"Your surname is Cheng, right?"

Not understanding why Qi Xiu asked this suddenly, Cheng Yang was stunned and nodded: "Yes."

"I wonder which of your elders is Cheng Junie?" Qi Xiu opened his mouth and said a name.

"He is my fifth uncle. Does Master Qi know my fifth uncle?"

Cheng Yang was a little surprised that Qi Xiu called out Cheng Junie's name.

Because his fifth uncle is a very low-key person, even if he doesn't show up often in the family.

How do you know him, a monk from Shenxiao Sect?

"I've heard a little bit about it. I heard that Senior Cheng has a magic weapon in his hand, and I want to borrow it to play with and appreciate for a while.

If Mr. Cheng can agree, I can bring the magic weapon you want tomorrow. "

"Magical weapon? What magical weapon?" Looking at Qi Xiu's smiling face, Cheng Yang suddenly felt a tingling sensation.

Is he going to...

"Miraculous Potion!"

Hearing these three words, Cheng Yang's heart skipped a beat, and his face, which had always been smiling, couldn't help but look ugly.

"How did Master Qi know that the pot of wonderful medicine is in the hands of my uncle?"

Cheng Yang's eyes were solemn.

The Miraculous Medicine Pot was the signature magic weapon of the medieval demon sect, the Demon-Eating Sect. It was by chance that it was found by the Cheng family and given to Cheng Junie.

Almost only the Cheng family knew about this matter.

How did this Shenxiao Sect monk know?

"Hearsay, hearsay."

With a chuckle, Qi Xiu covered it up casually.

In fact, the pot of magic medicine was in the hands of Cheng Junie, and he heard the mysterious Taoist Priest Qingya mention it once inadvertently.

Because the elixir bag and the elixir pot are a set.

So when he heard this, he silently wrote it down.

I didn’t expect it would actually work today.

"The wonderful medicine pot is my uncle's magic weapon. I can't decide on this matter. Can Taoist Master Qi change it to another one? Or I can prepare some Taoist money for you, or find some thunder magic tools."

Instead of agreeing to Qi Xiu, Cheng Yang turned around and proposed other plans.

"Why, Mr. Cheng thinks that all the old Taoist disciples are very poor, and they don't even have Taoist money and magic weapons?"

Before Qi Xiu opened his mouth to refuse, Taoist Yun Xiong on the side opened his mouth to help.

"No, no, no, this junior definitely didn't mean it."

Even a Taoist master like Taoist Master Yun Xiong opened his mouth. Cheng Yang hurriedly waved his hand to explain, sweating on his forehead in a hurry.

"Your Highness Qingyue, see if you can help..."

Seeing Qi Xiu's lion opening his mouth, Cheng Yang turned to his companion Gao Qingyue for help, hoping that she could mediate a little bit.

"Don't look at me, I'm here on behalf of my sister to take back the five-color treasure fan, and I won't care about anything else.

Since people have already made requests, you just have to comply. If there is anything you can do to mediate. "

Glancing at Cheng Yang lightly, Gao Qingyue didn't give him any face.

In other words, with her status, she doesn't need his face at all.

"This……"

Cheng Yang looked troubled, Gao Qingyue couldn't count on him, and the master and disciple opposite him were even more conspiring together...

"This matter is very important. I need to ask the elders in my family to make a decision. I'm afraid it will take some time. Then we will come back to the Taoist Priest."

After a brief silence, Cheng Yang could only leave temporarily with Gao Qingyue.

After all, Qi Xiu's words have made it very clear.

If you want Cheng Hua's magic weapon, you can.

Replace it with the Miracle Pot.

Our Shenxiao clan has a great cause and we don’t lack anything.

As for this request, if you can handle it, then we’ll meet it. If you can’t, we’ll see each other again.

Watching Cheng Yang and Gao Qingyue leave, Taoist Priest Yun Xiong stroked his beard and chuckled:
"Xiu'er, how did you know that Cheng Junie had the pot of magic medicine in his hand?"

"I actually overheard this from an expert. Master, do you think the Cheng family would exchange the magic pot for what they want?" Qi Xiu asked curiously.

"Probably, if only Cheng Yang came here, the matter might be eased.

But the fact that Gao Qingyue came together shows that the Gao family's attitude has become very tough.

If the Cheng family doesn't want to be suppressed and punished by the Gao family.Then you must obediently return the five-color treasure fan.

However, Cheng Juyi is a tough guy. He was born into a master of martial arts like the Cheng family, but he learned the art of killing and slashing from somewhere, and his hands are very poisonous.

But this person is low-key and does not show off his integrity.

This time you hand over his pot of magic medicine, I'm afraid he will bear his grudge. "

"If you have a grudge, just bear it, unless he dares to come to Shenxiao Sect to find me." Rolling up his sleeves, Qi Xiu looked at Taoist Priest Yun Xiong and smiled, with the same brilliance in his eyes.

Come to Shenxiao Sect to find trouble?

Does he dare?
……

half a month later.

Cheng Yang and Gao Qingyue, who looked sad, found Qi Xiu at the scene.

And coming with them this time, there was also a mysterious gourd that was round and delicate, completely black, with countless birds and beasts, patterns of all creatures faintly floating on the surface, and tied with a strip of bright red satin.

This object is the signature magic weapon of the Eater Demon Sect, the elixir pot that matches the elixir bag.

"I brought the magical pot of medicine. I wonder if Daoist Master Qi has found my brother's magic weapon?"

Holding the magic pot, Cheng Yang's heart ached and his heart was bleeding.

This wonderful medicine pot is one of the very few ancient artifacts that exist in the world. It has endless magical uses. The [wonderful medicine] refined from it is a rare medicine that can heal the soul.

For the blood-stained monks, it is almost a necessary medicine.

The Cheng family gained an unknown amount of wealth by relying on the magical medicine refined from the magical medicine pot.

However, now this money tree has to be given away to others.

The entire Cheng family felt extremely distressed from top to bottom.

"It's natural."

Turning his palm, Qi Xiu took out the five-color treasure fan that he had snatched from Cheng Hua and Lin Man'er.

"Can I take a look?"

Seeing the five-color treasure fan in Qi Xiu's hand, Cheng Yang was so excited that he almost stood up.

God knows it's because of this magic weapon.

The Cheng family has been blackmailed by Qingqingyuan for six full years!

six years!

Do you know how the Cheng family has lived these past six years?
Profits are compounded, profits are compounded!
That Qingqingyuan is simply a money-grubbing ghost who eats people without spitting out their bones.

If you can't find the five-color treasure air fan again.

The entire Cheng family will be annexed by Qingqingyuan and become part of the Gao family.

Qi Xiu handed over the five-color treasure air fan and was not worried at all about what tricks Cheng Yang would dare to use.

where is this?
Shenxiao Sect!
If you dare to be clever in front of a Taoist master like Taoist Master Yun Xiong, don't mention it as a pot of magic medicine. You will leave me your people and things.

want to go back?
Then get something new to redeem it!
"Your Highness Qingyue, are you right?"

Taking the five-color treasure fan, Cheng Yang turned around and presented it to Gao Qingyue. It was a magical weapon of the Gao family, and she naturally recognized it clearly.

Taking the two five-color treasure air fans, Gao Qingyue lowered her eyes and looked at them, then nodded and took out a seal deed.

"This is a lease contract, let's settle everything."

"Huh...that's...so good."

The property returned to its original owner and the six-year-long debt relationship was settled. When Cheng Yang took the seal, his hands were trembling.

"Ahem, Mr. Cheng, since everything is right, then the magic pot..."

Seeing Cheng Yang holding the seal and being so excited that he couldn't help himself, Qi Xiu had no choice but to cough twice and lift him up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Apologizing, Cheng Yang reluctantly handed the elixir pot to Qi Xiu:
"I hope Taoist Qi will treat it well."

Qi Xiu forcefully took the elixir pot from Cheng Yang's hand, whose knuckles were turning white, and Qi Xiu smiled gently:
"Don't worry, Mr. Cheng, of course Qi will treasure such a good thing and it will never fall into the hands of others."

With a sudden twitch in his heart, Cheng Yang hurriedly stood up and said goodbye to Taoist Yun Xiong and Qi Xiu.

Then he and Qingmingyue turned and left.

"You kid, you are so cruel to kill people and take heart."

Standing next to Qi Xiu, Taoist Master Yun Xiong said softly.

"Anyway, we are destined to be enemies in the future. Since we have already offended, why should we leave any room for it?"

Lifting up the pot of magic medicine in his hand, Qi Xiu shook it lightly, and the sound of water rushing inside came from it:

"Master, our Yuntifeng has another way to make money."

The Miracle Pot can be used to refine [miracle medicine] to heal the soul.

Such medicinal effects have some effect on the great powers of the Taoist realm, let alone the great monks of the Blood-stained realm who are just right.

Yuntifeng originally only had Yuntiling Fruit as its only way to make money.

Now that you have this wonderful medicine pot, you can refine the wonderful medicine and sell it. Good times are coming soon.

"You are playing tricks on Master, right? If you want me to help you refine this magical pot of medicine, just say so."

Glancing at Qi Xiu, Taoist Master Yun Xiong revealed his thoughts with one word.

Although the elixir bag and the elixir pot can refine the elixir.

But it didn't come out of thin air.

Qi Xiu is now in the Shenxiao Sect. The elixir bag has not been used for a long time, and he has no materials to refine the elixir pot and refine the elixir.

What's more, he is still in the Taoist realm, and the magic medicine is useless to him.

Rather than letting it sit in your hands and letting it gather dust, it would be better to lend it to Taoist Priest Yun Xiong for use first.

"Master, you have really misunderstood me. I am also a member of Yuntifeng, so naturally I have to think more about our family.

What you said hurt my heart. "

With a hint of sadness on his face, Qi Xiu shook his head and sighed, with a sad look on his face.

"Oh~ If you say that, Master really misunderstood you."

The syllables were dragged out for a long time, and Taoist priest Yun Xiong raised the corner of his mouth:
"If that's the case, what about the proceeds from selling the magic medicine, we'll get seventy-three?"

"No! At least five-five!"

……

(End of this chapter)