I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 15 The God Refining Period and Soul Conjuration

It took some time before Yang Qing woke up slowly.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to look inside his dantian.

In the dantian, the true essence completely changed from a gaseous state to a liquid state.In the Sea of ​​Consciousness in Dantian, there is a lake formed by Wang Zhenyuan, with Poland slightly floating.

In the middle of the lake, black flames danced irregularly, as if they might erupt again at any moment.

And what stabilizes all of this is the black broadsword that swims happily like a cuttlefish in the middle of the lake.

Yang Qing communicated with the broad sword with his spiritual thoughts, and a sense of familiarity with the same mind came to his heart.

Looking at the broad sword, Yang Qing was really moved and happy.

I have always thought about Yu Jian riding the wind, and I have always thought about where to find a flying sword.

Unexpectedly, there is nowhere to find after breaking through the iron shoes.

It turned out that the black iron bar turned out to be a flying sword.

I am really looking for a donkey on a donkey!

Yang Qingle couldn't even close her mouth.

It wasn't until Gululu choked on the river that he recovered from the ecstasy of getting the flying sword.After hastily closing the five senses, Yang Qing entered the inner vision again.

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief until it was confirmed that there was no sign of restlessness in the real yuan.

After falling into a coma once, he broke through to the stage of refining gods without a sound.

After Yang Qing withdrew his consciousness, he raised his head and looked up.

The dim light of the sky illuminates the surface of the river.

Sitting at the bottom of the river, looking up, it seems as if you are in a crystal clear world.The slightly rippling river surface is glowing with blue waves.

This scene is as beautiful as a dream.

Nearby, there are goldfish swimming by.The goldfish didn't seem to notice that it was a person, and happily swam around Yang Qing.The water plants are rippling, as if celebrating a new life.

If it wasn't for today's business, Yang Qing might be able to stay here for a day.

correct!

Yang Qing suddenly thought that when she jumped into the river yesterday, she specifically told Ding Xuan not to call the police and stay here.

He quickly released his consciousness and sensed the outside.

Outside, it was early morning.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and the sky was dim.The cyan night has not dissipated, and there is a faint white mist flowing on the river.

The reeds by the river were covered with hoarfrost.

On the pier among the reeds, a delicate woman, curled up and hugging her knees, sat on the steps.

Tired, she was already sound asleep.

The morning wind blew, blowing her long hair.

In her sleep, she felt cold.Subconsciously curled up even tighter.

"Hey, silly girl!"

Yang Qing was dazed to perceive the girl in her consciousness, who was curled up by the river in the cold wind and kept guarding.

After a long time, he finally came back to his senses.

After standing up, he swam to the surface of the river.

Paddle lightly and reach the river.

The true energy in the body came out through the body, and the wet clothes dried up in an instant.

In the morning breeze.

Ding Xuan was sleeping soundly with her head buried in her knees, shivering.

Yang Qing bent down, reached out to hug her legs and back, and hugged her up.

Ding Xuan opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing that it was Yang Qing, she was so happy that she forgot everything.

She stretched out her arms and hugged Yang Qing's neck.

"you you……"

Ding Xuan felt both scared and pleasantly surprised, and was incoherent for a while, not knowing what to say.

"I'm fine!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

At this time, there were already people jogging and exercising in the park.

Seeing a beautiful woman in the arms of an ordinary man, she couldn't help but glance sideways.

The older women secretly poohed and cursed shamelessly.

The young girl's eyes are full of longing and longing, and she dreams that one day, she can be so romantic.

"Put me down!"

When Ding Xuan came back to his senses, he realized how ambiguous his posture was at this time.

She blushed, let go of Yang Qing's arm, and whispered.

"It's okay, it's not heavy!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

Play stupid, a man's talent.

When Ding Xuan heard this, she lowered her head like a quail and buried her head in Yang Qing's chest.

But right now.

The alarm on Ding Xuan's phone rang.

With a cry of surprise, she quickly got off Yang Qing's body.He took out his mobile phone and looked anxiously, "Oh, no, I have to go to work!"

"Don't work so hard!"

Yang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why don't I ask for a half-day leave for you?"

He rubbed the fingers in his pocket lightly, as if he was reminiscing about the firmness and fullness he touched when he was holding Ding Xuan just now.

"That can't be done, there is no one who asks for leave right after joining the job!" Ding Xuan said seriously.

"Okay, I just want to go there too, and I'll take you there!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

Just now Lin Wanqiu sent a WeChat message asking him to come over, saying it was something important.

Before I knew it, I walked back to Wangcun.

Yang Qing treated guests and had a breakfast at Lao Wang's breakfast stall.

Then, he drove the car and went straight to Qingcheng Beauty.

At nine o'clock, the car stopped at the gate of Qingcheng Beauty.

Ding Xuan got out of the car and ran directly towards the beauty salon.

Yang Qing parked the car leisurely, lit a cigarette in the parking lot, stretched her waist before leisurely heading towards the beauty salon.

To the beauty salon.

The cutie at the front desk quickly greeted her, and told Yang Qing that Lin Wanqiu was in the office on the second floor.

Yang Qing went up the steps, reached the door, and knocked on the door.

"come in!"

Lin Wanqiu's beautiful voice came from inside.

Push the door in.

Lin Wanqiu was wearing a white sweater and white jeans on her lower body.Sitting on the sofa, typing on the computer.

Bathed in the sunshine, her eyes are like autumn water, bright and moving, always giving people a feeling of grace and luxury.

On her left, there is a cup of coffee.

In the sun, the heat curled up.

"coming?"

Lin Wanqiu turned her head and looked at Yang Qing with a smile.

It's just that Yang Qing keenly noticed that there was a little tiredness in her eyes.

"what happened?"

Yang Qing asked.

Lin Wanqiu turned off the computer, and said helplessly: "I asked my classmate yesterday. She said that she was also entrusted by others!"

Yang Qing made a chair, sat opposite Lin Wanqiu and asked, "Who is it?"

"I'm a college classmate, and I work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital!" Lin Wanqiu's brows were a little helpless: "I should have thought it was his."

A few days ago, Liu Shengda, who did not know where he got the news, came over suddenly, saying that he wanted to buy the right to sell the plaster at a high price, but Lin Wanqiu declined it.I thought it was all right, but it turned out that this happened.

If it was anything else, Lin Wanqiu was not afraid of him at all.

Although Liu Shengda's family has a strong background, Lin Wanqiu is not a vegetarian either.

But she never expected that the other party would come up with such a vicious trick.

"Chinese medicine hospital?"

Yang Qing raised her eyebrows, "I thought he was a fortune teller."

Otherwise, how did you come into contact with feudal superstitions like lowering your head?

Yang Qing thought for a while and said: "It seems that this doctor is responsible for it!"

Lin Wanqiu nodded angrily.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Qing asked.

Lin Wanqiu felt powerless when she heard this.

She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and murmured: "There will be a way!"

Then there is no way!

Yang Qing leaned gently on the sofa, tapping her knees with her fingers.

"By the way, he is from the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine?"

……

at dusk,

A black Passat drove out of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and after driving all the way, turned into a commercial street in Wanmu District.Finally, they stopped at the entrance of a barbecue shop called Laoyezi Roasted Kidney Flowers.

Liu Shengda, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, chewed gum and carried a briefcase, got out of the car with a happy face.

After entering the store, Liu Shengda sat by the window, took a look at the menu in the plastic cover, and then said in a loud voice: "Boss, here are twenty roast lamb kidneys. When roasting, don't remove the white film." Tear it up! Another bucket of draft beer!"

"okay!"

The proprietress responded and ran to the back kitchen.

"That person has really strong taste!"

The proprietress was busy delivering ingredients to the boss who was grilling, while pouted outside and said.

"Don't tell me, there are really people who like that smell!"

The boss held a handful of mutton skewers up and down with both hands, and said with raised eyebrows: "I also heard that when some people eat stewed meat, they specifically ask the boss not to wash the intestines clean!"

"It's nonsense, how can there be such a thing, it's not eating, what's the matter with eating?"

The proprietress leaned forward and backward amusedly.

At this time, there are not many people in the store.

The proprietress quickly came out with an iron plate and brought over twenty skewers of roasted lamb loin from Liu Shengda.

Liu Shengda took off his glasses and put them aside.He unbuttoned his suit, picked up a bunch of big waists, and bit off.Suddenly my mouth was full of oil.

"Ok!"

Liu Shengda took one bite at a time, his cheeks puffed up from eating, and he said something vaguely.

Liu Shengda drafted a beer mug with his left hand and a big waist with his right hand.

Holding the iron qian, his mouth was dripping with oil and he was sweating profusely.Grease and paprika glistened on lips.

Yang Qing sat near the counter.

He ordered a plate of edamame, a dozen lamb skewers, and a bottle of beer.

Yang Qing squeezed the edamame and ate slowly, then took a sip of beer from the glass.Then he looked in astonishment at the fat man who was sweating profusely from eating, and murmured in his heart: "How vain is this!"

After having a meal with Lin Wanqiu at noon, Yang Qing went to the Xiangcheng Shopping Center in the afternoon, bought some snow equipment and some things for travel, and then strolled all the way to the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

After waiting for a while, it was time to get off work at the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Every now and then, Liu Shengda, an obese man in a suit with a Mediterranean hairstyle and black-rimmed glasses, comes out of the outpatient department proudly.

When the other party came down the steps, nurses and doctors kept passing by, saying hello to him.Liu Shengda looked smug, raised his head, and responded with a hmm.

If he met a beautiful female nurse, Liu Shengda would look serious again and ask her if she finished her work.Go to his office at what time tomorrow, he wants to check things like that.Those beautiful female nurses were so frightened that they fled away in a hurry.

Yang Qing sat in the car and looked at the other party's official Weibo with a smile.

After the other party got into the car, Yang Qing stubbed out the cigarette.

He drove up and followed, and followed all the way here.

Now, the store is less than thirty square meters.

The straight-line distance between Yang Qing and Liu Shengda was no more than ten meters.

This distance is enough for Yang Qing to perform Soul Conjuration.

Yang Qing picked up the glass and drank the beer in one gulp.Pulled out a napkin and wiped his hands.

Yang Qing lit a cigarette, then flicked Liu Shengda with his fingers.

whoosh...

A wisp of true essence pierced through the air.

It broke into Liu Shengda's eyebrows in an instant.

Liu Shengda's body stiffened instantly, and then fell asleep on the table with a plop.

Sure enough, ordinary people are simply too weak in front of practitioners.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Qing sighed inwardly, then hooked his fingers at Liu Shengda enough.

A ball of gray light that no one else could see floated out of Liu Shengda's heavenly spirit and headed towards Yang Qing.

Yang Qing reached out and grabbed the ball of light.

The moment you hold the ball of light.

All Liu Shengda's memories appeared in Yang Qing's sea of ​​consciousness like a movie about how a scumbag is made.

(End of this chapter)