The ugly girl wants to be promoted to immortal

Chapter 124 Golden Alchemy Furnace

When Leng Yun heard that it was Xiaoyu, he turned his head to look, and his expressions were complicated and intertwined.

"Yes, I was right." Konjac admitted, but her eyes became indifferent: "You killed so many people, it's time to suffer retribution."

"Little taro, what's the matter with you?" Leng Yun felt something was wrong, and clearly saw indifference and heartlessness in Konjac's eyes, and he couldn't see any color except hatred.

"I came back today to avenge you. Don't think that you can escape death by reincarnation. I want to avenge the tree god grandfather, ginseng mother-in-law, and the innocent people who died at your hands."

Seeing Konjac stabbing Leng Yun with a sword without emotion, the fortune teller frowned deeply. There was no trace of Konjac on her body, and some were just the same face.

The fortune teller slapped Konjac on the back, but saw her faint.

"Little taro." Leng Yun endured the pain and hugged Konjac in his arms, but the person in front of him had no reaction.

"You killed her?" Leng Yun turned cold, as if losing his mind, and grabbed the fortune teller.

"Pa." Another slap, Leng Yun was also knocked out.

"Master, what's wrong with them?" Mo Li looked at the two of them falling to the ground in panic.

"Put them on the bed first." The fortune teller said anxiously.

The fortune teller appeared and looked at the two people in a coma, his face was very ugly. Although Leng Yun lost consciousness, he still had pain on his face. It can be seen that the fairy water was mixed with something unusual before, and the situation of konjac was even worse. Waking up fast.

"Xiao Li, quickly bring my silver needle." The fortune teller urged anxiously.

"it is good."

Li Li quickly ran into the pharmacy, but in just a moment, Konjac woke up and disappeared quickly as if she had been summoned. Even the fortune teller couldn't help her.

"Master, here are the silver needles." Mo Li hurried over, but when she looked at the bed, there was no sign of konjac: "Master, where is sister Xiaoyu?"

"Let's save Yun'er first." The fortune teller sighed, looking helpless.

"Master, what kind of poison did Senior Brother Leng Yun suffer from?" Mo Li asked curiously.

"It's not poison. It's a kind of fire called will-o'-the-wisp. It's only found in the thousand-year-old Heilingyuan. This kind of fire is very powerful. The will-o'-the-wisp has a soul. It's called ghosts. Ghosts burn and kill other people's souls." I am strengthening myself, and when Leng Yun's soul is extinguished, he will return to his body."

"Then how can we remove the will-o'-the-wisp?" Li Li was surprised. She didn't know martial arts, but only brute force. Although she had been with the fortune-teller for less than half a month, she had learned a lot.

"It's hard, he can only rely on himself."

After the fortune teller finished speaking, a few silver needles had been pierced into Leng Yun's body, and the number was still increasing from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

"I finally figured out who you are." Leng Yun slowly opened his eyes, as if he was awake all the time, and his expression was much better than before.

"It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing right now is to save yourself first." The fortune teller smiled faintly, as if he was full of confidence in Leng Yun.

"No, I have to rescue Xiaoyu first." Leng Yun said firmly.

Seeing Leng Yun's insistence, the fortune teller didn't say anything, but his face was still very worried.

Konjac woke up and was lying in a strange place, where there are mountains and water, the mountains are surrounded by mist under the blue sky and white clouds, the grass grows and warblers fly, it is picturesque and peaceful.

"Little taro, you're awake."

"Huh?" Konjac was a little dazed after sleeping, but the voice was very familiar.

"Your memory is getting worse and worse, you can't even hear my voice?"

Konjac watched a tall figure slowly appear in front of him, and slowly took a few steps back.

"Are you the Barefoot Immortal?"

"I'm not."

"Then why are you barefoot?" Konjac asked puzzled.

"Hehe, I admire the Barefoot Immortal very much, so I have been imitating him."

"Then who are you?" Konjac's memory began to appear confused again, and he couldn't recognize the person in front of him at all.

"I'm your master, why can't I remember?" Tiemu waved his sleeves, but saw Konjac had a splitting headache and finally passed out.

Waking up again, Konjac looked at the person in front of him and shouted in a low voice: "Master."

"En." Tie Mu replied lightly, his bushy beard trembling slightly, and his round face was slightly smiling.

"Master, is the Demon Emperor dead?" Konjac recalled the previous events. After he fainted, he didn't know anything, even how he got here.

"Not yet." Tiemu said with a heavy tone: "You should rest for a few days first, and he will come to you."

A sneer crossed Tiemu's gloomy face, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, so he kept Konjac by his side.

Although Konjac remembered the matter of worshiping Tiemu as his teacher, he couldn't remember the purpose of this high-rise pagoda that seemed to lead to the sky. Out of curiosity, he wanted to open the gate of the pagoda.

"Huh? Why is it so tight?" Konjac tried several times but couldn't pull the pagoda door. She became more curious. She checked carefully and found that there was a small hole in front of the pagoda's door, which looked like a very thin lock. Eye.

"I must open it to see what's inside." A funny smile flashed on the corner of Konjac's mouth, with a bit of mischievousness on his face.

When it was dark, Konjac took advantage of the quietness of Guiling Mountain, and all the people in Fuhua Palace fell asleep. Tiemu sneaked into his room when he was in retreat. She wanted to find a key to open the pagoda.

There are many doors in this Fuhua Palace, and some extremely important places are locked, so Konjac found many important treasures in Ironwood's forbidden secret room, such as a pair of large hammers, a pair of engraved The bow and arrow with the dragon pattern, as well as all kinds of daggers, swords, and magic weapons, dazzled the konjac.

"Where is the key?" Konjac searched for a long time but couldn't find what she was looking for. She finally walked to the huge golden alchemy furnace in the center, and there was a fire under the furnace, and there seemed to be something in it making a crisp sound.

"How to open the top of this furnace?" Konjac looked at the alchemy furnace which was half a head taller than him in embarrassment, as if trying to find a way.

All of a sudden, Konjac turned her attention to the magical weapons around her and looked around. Finally, she picked up a dazzling golden sword, stepped up with a smile in her bright eyes, and finally stabbed at the top of the furnace with the sword, ready to open the furnace. However, what was unexpected was that a solid light golden sword slowly became bent and softened as if it were being melted.

Konjac withdrew his hand quickly, only to see that the entire golden sword had melted into it along the half-opened lid, and the things in the alchemy furnace inside were humming loudly, as if they wanted to rush out of this dark cage.

Seeing that the cover was lifted, Konjac refused to give up just like that, and found a solid iron rod to pry it towards the top of the cover. The cover was lifted more than half again, and the iron rod was also melted into it.

Looking at the two-thirds of the furnace cover lifted, Konjac did not step forward, but quietly waited for the things inside to rush out, because the sound of dawn was getting closer.

With a sound of "Shua...", golden light soared into the sky. Fortunately, this secret room was not an ordinary secret room. The golden light was only blocked by the roof, and then circled a few times before falling towards the ground.

(End of this chapter)