Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 157 Master Mozun Lightly Bite (6)

Ling Lian looked at the Demon Lord's indebted appearance, and suddenly thought of something, and then turned to ask Wang Lan, "Tell me, how can I get those panacea now?"

"Huh?" Wang Lan was asked inexplicably, "Master, are you sleepy? Why would you ask me such a simple matter? You can go down the mountain to buy the elixir at the elixir shop, or you can make it yourself."

"Practice by yourself?" Ling Lian smiled embarrassingly, "Isn't it just that he was sleepy and lost his mind all of a sudden. If you practice by yourself, how do you practice?"

"Sect Leader, you still talk about it." Wang Lan sighed heavily at this point, "The spirit pill can help us monks improve our cultivation, and our sect also has medicine fields, and we can take the spirit grass to the alchemy room But didn’t the old master also say that since we were injured in the battle thousands of years ago, the spirit energy around everyone has been lost, and even the spirit grass in the medicine field can’t support them.”

Said Wang Lan and pointed to a rather inconspicuous piece of land not far from the vegetable field: on the reclaimed land of about two or three square meters, there were a few yellow seedlings hanging sparsely in twos and threes.

Even the birds that like to secretly peck at the seedlings of spirit grass, they didn't even bother to look at those lifeless things, and flew straight over the small medicine field.

"If we can keep those spirit herbs alive, we can make alchemy by ourselves and sell them. The higher the grade of the spirit pill, the more expensive it is to sell." Wang Lan said.

It takes money to buy the spirit pills for the demon king. The spirit pills are divided into nine levels. The higher the level of the spirit pills, the stronger the ability to assist cultivation, and naturally the more expensive they are sold.The first three levels of panacea are divided into nine types of upper, middle and lower grades.

The alchemists of the first-level top-grade spirit pills have not been able to refine a pill for decades, but if they do, the rich will snatch that small pill even if they lose their fortunes.

With Ling Lian's current purchasing power of the sect, it would be difficult for all the sect's assets to buy rice and noodles together, let alone spare extra spare money to buy panacea for that demon.

It is the lowest-end panacea of ​​the ninth rank, and Ling Lian can only think about it now.

Wang Lan sighed, and Ling Lian sighed as well.One lamented the hardships of the sect, and the other lamented the ancestors he had to support for another three months.

Liu Zhao looked at the two people quite speechlessly, and said silently: "It's better to finish the work at hand and rest for a while. The sun is getting higher and higher now, so be careful of the heat."

Ling Lian stooped to pick things in the vegetable field for more than half an hour, and then got up abruptly and was about to say "let's go", when a sense of dizziness hit him instantly.

There was a sudden flower in front of her eyes, and then she swayed and was about to fall into the vegetable field. Liu Zhao on the side was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and grabbed the woman's waist and held her in her arms to stabilize: "Look, I What are you talking about? Could it be that you have a stroke?"

But he saw that the woman's cheeks were flushed, she didn't look like she had suffered from heatstroke, but she looked like someone with blood deficiency.

As soon as Ling Lian raised his eyes, he saw Liu Zhao, a young man with the back of his hand attached to his forehead, staring at him seriously: "It's not all fever, maybe the head's old injury hasn't healed yesterday, The sun is so hot today that I fainted."

Wang Lan on the side also rushed over and said nervously, "Does it matter if the head is in trouble? If the head is sick, then don't go down the mountain today. Liu Zhao and I went to the city down the mountain to sell these things."

"I am fine."

Ling Lianxiu frowned slightly: I was sucked so much blood by that bastard yesterday, and something strange will happen if I don't faint today.

"It's fine as long as it's okay." Mo Zu's voice suddenly interspersed at this moment.

Before Liu Zhao could see the opponent's movements clearly, he felt a lightness in his arms, and when he realized that the woman in his arms had been snatched away by Mo Zu.

Mo Zu put his arm around Ling Lian's waist, and looked at Liu Zhao with displeasure: "Men and women are different, you can't get along with each other, and you are just a disciple, so you should keep some distance from the master."

Liu Zhao was taken aback by what was said, and realized that his actions just now had indeed violated the rules.

"I'm sorry." He hastily cupped his hands to apologize to Ling Lian.

Liu Zhao grew up with these two girls since he was a child, and he has long regarded these two as his family in his heart. Coupled with the entrustment of the old head before his death, he has a kind of elder brother towards Ling Lian and Wang Lan. Responsibility, that's why they think three points in everything, keep two people away from fighting in the rivers and lakes, and let them live a peaceful and happy life.

When Mo Zu said this, he realized as if awakening from a dream that he and Ling Lian had become the relationship between the master and the disciple.

On the one hand, Wang Lan didn't have Liu Zhao's meticulous thoughts. She walked beside Liu Zhao and looked at the man who appeared in her sect out of thin air: "What about you? What is your relationship with our sect leader? Why do you want to teach us how to do things? Why have you hugged the head of the sect without doing anything since you came to the sect? Didn't you say that men and women can't kiss each other?"

Of course she would be happy if this person joined their sect, but if this person planned to stay in the sect and just sit by and watch them work like today, she would definitely not want Mozu to stay.After all, the sect's expenses are already tight, and they don't have extra spare money to support idlers.

What they advocate is distribution according to work.

Mo Zu smiled indifferently, and could tell what the girl was thinking at a glance: "Since your master said that I was invited to help revitalize your sect, then I have my own use. I mainly To assist your heads in doing things, you should have the right to get closer to your heads."

The dizziness faded away, and Ling Lian was about to come out of Mo Zu's arms without even thinking, but the Demon Lord was so strong that he wrapped his arms around his waist and abdomen and locked her by his side like an iron chain , she couldn't break free.

But Mo Zu didn't seem to feel his own struggle, and he still talked to several people calmly.

"Let go." Ling Lian whispered to Mo Zu.

Mo Zu curled his lips into a smile, and then let go of the woman as he said.

"This girl said you don't want to practice, why?" Mo Zu said, looking at Liu Zhao.

"Without the guidance of the book of exercises, I have no clue about my own cultivation. The old master just said that the books in the sect were all destroyed by the demon king thousands of years ago..."

That's why there was nothing to learn in the sect, and the disciples gradually left.

"In the sect, there are no books to practice, and there is no spiritual field, so it is not easy to make alchemy. You will be famous in the future. If others come, you will not learn anything, and you will leave sooner or later." Mo Zu glanced at Ling with a smile. Lian, then he pulled out several books from his wide cuffs as if conjuring, and threw them to Liu Zhao casually, "It just so happens that I have a few books here, you can use them to practice according to them, and your skill will definitely be great. There is a breakthrough." The implication is just to let him take the book and leave, and obediently find a corner to practice, don't be so close to Linglian, and take care of so many things.

Wang Lan also took a closer look: Wang Lan didn't know the other books, but she was very familiar with one of the "Yi Xin Jing": "I've heard about this book before." She was a little curious Looking at Mo Zu, "This is an extremely rare book of mind-cultivation. How many monks want to get it... But this book disappeared with the demon king thousands of years ago, and no one has seen it since then. How could you have it?" From this book?"

(End of this chapter)