peerless angel

() Alchemy Academy, Danjing Pavilion.

"Who is that, wipe it quickly, don't look around!"

A yellow-robed boy pointed at a grey-robed handyman disciple in an old-fashioned way, berating and instructing him like a general fighting a war. Although he didn't care whether the handyman disciple wiped the scriptures or not, the feeling of instructing others like this was very uncomfortable. enjoyable.

As a formal disciple of the Alchemy Academy, it is normal for him to look down on these untalented handyman disciples.

The gray-robed handyman lowered his head, without any protest, and quickly wiped the volumes of alchemy scriptures. When the yellow-robed boy went to the second floor to pick out the scriptures, he raised his head and showed a handsome face.

His face was full of disdain and contempt, "What a look, I can still become a formal disciple after I secretly learn these alchemy scriptures!"

This handyman disciple is named Wu Feng. He is sixteen this year. His parents died early. When he was 13 years old, he was entrusted to the Zhuyinzong. A disciple of the lowest handyman.

The so-called handyman disciples are dedicated to doing handyman, diving, chopping firewood, cooking, washing clothes for formal disciples and other rough jobs.

But official disciples only need to concentrate on practicing every day, and don't need to waste time on these mundane things.

Seeing no one around, Wu Feng immediately stopped wiping, took out the "Basic of Alchemy" scripture in his arms, and read it carefully.

"Alchemy, pay attention to the three-in-one combination of fire, furnace, and materials."

"Match each other, blend with each other, absorb each other..."

Wu Feng read it with gusto. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and he was startled immediately. He immediately stuffed the scriptures into his arms and continued to wipe the scriptures seriously.

"Wipe carefully, don't look around." It turned out that the yellow-robed boy had selected the scriptures and was about to leave the Danjing Pavilion.

Wu Feng lowered his head, seeming to listen obediently.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed boy nodded in satisfaction, said "a child can be taught", and walked away.

After Wu Feng watched him go away, he curled his lips, knowing that entanglement with such a person would only waste his time.

He took out the scriptures again, happily ran to the darkest corner of the Danjing Pavilion, even if someone came in, they would not see him immediately.

"What is this?" Just as Wu Feng was about to squat down, he suddenly saw a black object at the corner between the two bookshelves, which seemed to be a stone.

The Danjing Pavilion is often cleaned, and only the Danjing is kept here, so why are there stones?

Wu Feng lowered his body and stretched out his hand to touch it. The tentacles were cold and smooth, which seemed to be an oval stone. As soon as he exerted force with his fingers, he immediately grabbed the black stone out.

"En?" Wu Feng looked at this thing, this is not a stone, it is clearly a mask, like the one worn by actors on the stage.

It's just that this mask has been here for some time, and it's covered with cobwebs and dust, making it dirty.

"What crap, is there still someone singing in the alchemy courtyard?" Wu Feng glanced at it casually, then lost interest, and threw it at his feet first, and then cleaned it up when he left later.

He continued to look at the scriptures intently.

The sun was setting and it was getting dusk.

Wu Feng saw that his neck was sore, and when he raised his head, he realized that it was already very late. He was about to put the scriptures back to their original place, and then he was about to leave with the bucket and rags. Halfway through, he remembered the dirty mask, and immediately returned to Dan. Take it out through the pavilion, throw it into a bucket and take it away together.

Back at the residence of the handyman disciple, Wu Feng didn't have time to rest, so he immediately went to the kitchen to cook. Since he was good at cooking, he was in charge of cooking.

The rest are responsible for chopping firewood, or carrying water and other manual work. If some people have good knife skills, they can also be mixed with an easy job of cutting vegetables.

After finishing the meal, Wu Feng and a dozen other apprentices stood quietly aside, waiting for the regular disciples to finish eating and collect their bowls.

It was not until late at night that Wu Feng lay down on the bed. After working hard all day, his whole body was sore and limp, and he fell asleep almost as soon as he lay down.

In the dead of night, a cold wind suddenly blew up.

In the bucket at Wu Feng's door, the water suddenly turned rapidly, and a blue light floated out of the bucket. Fortunately, there was no one at the moment, otherwise the eyes would be stunned.

I saw this floating blue light emanating from a strange mask.

"The energy recovery is complete, start..."

"Lock the breath of life..."

Like a living thing, the mask flickered suddenly, jumped in from the window, and stuck to the sleeping Wu Feng's face.

"Identify bloodlines, Terran."

"Meet the criteria."

"Locked by the soul, recognize the master!"

A strange scene appeared, I saw a scarlet light emerging from the mask, which actually stuck to Wu Feng's skin, slowly penetrated in, and finally disappeared completely!

In the deep night, it was as if nothing had happened, full of mysteries.

……

"Wu Feng, Wu Feng!"

Before he woke up, Wu Feng heard someone calling him outside the door, and immediately got up reluctantly, and opened the door to see that it was Zhang Xiaobiao, a disciple who was doing handyman with him.

"What's wrong?" Wu Feng yawned displeasedly.

Zhang Xiaobiao said anxiously: "Hurry up and change your clothes. Master Huang failed in alchemy this morning and is angry. We are responsible for cleaning up. If we go late, there will be no good results."

"Master Huang?" Wu Feng was startled, came to his senses, and quickly ran to the room to change his clothes, and hurried away with Zhang Xiaobiao.

In the Alchemy Academy, Master Huang is one of the few authentic alchemists who can refine first-level elixirs. Even martial artists in the Houtian realm should treat him politely and dare not neglect him in the slightest.

The two quickly came to Master Huang's alchemy room, and saw that the door was open, and a Taoist in yellow robe was sitting inside, his face was ashen, looking at a cauldron of medicine furnace with a gloomy look.

There was a faint burnt smell in the medicine furnace, obviously the alchemy failed and the materials were all wasted.

"You two, what are you still doing, come in and clean up!" A young man in yellow robes shouted at Wu Feng and the two of them.

Wu Feng looked up, and found that it was the young man he met in the Danjing Pavilion yesterday. He frowned secretly, but there was no difference on his face. He obediently ran into the room, opened the medicine stove, and put the The drug residue was pulled out.

These residues are dark and burnt.

"It's a pity, if you put in three drops of Li Orchid Juice, you won't fail." Wu Feng looked at these residues and couldn't help sighing.

"En?" Master Huang, who was sitting next to him, stared at Wu Feng with a twinkle in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "What did you just say?"

Wu Feng said in a daze: "I said, if I put three drops less of the orchid juice..." Just halfway through speaking, he himself was stunned.

Off orchid juice?

How could I know what is from orchid juice!

The yellow-robed young man next to him snorted coldly: "A handyman disciple, what do you know? Could it be that your alchemy attainment surpasses Master Huang's? Hurry up and get rid of you, and be careful not to be kicked out of the alchemy academy!"

Wu Feng was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head to pack up.

That Master Huang looked at the medicine dregs and pondered. After a while, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he said to the yellow-robed boy: "Hurry up and prepare another batch of ingredients, I want to refine it again!"

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