I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 192

"If I have time, I will look for you." Ge Yao got up sadly, and left suddenly without even saying hello.

Leaving Wang Yuchuan sitting there alone in a daze, what's going on?Isn't the atmosphere great?Why did she just leave?Wang Yuchuan looked down at the densely packed notes in the notebook, feeling more and more depressed.

At this time, the old Jintou floated out, looked at Wang Yuchuan and smacked his lips: "Boy, your skills in picking up girls are not very good."

It’s true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, Wang Yuchuan rolled his eyes, closed his notebook, and put on an angry look: "While going, while going, you will die if you don't talk?"

Old Jintou shrugged, picked up the remaining Coke in the bottle, and took a big gulp.

Wang Yuchuan rested his chin, shrugged his shoulders and bowed his waist, with a depressed expression on his face.

At the same time, Qing Weidao felt anxious and hurried back to the Valley of Immortals.

—From now on, you don't want to cultivate the Sanqing Qi of Good Fortune again.

This sentence lingered in his ears all the time, Taoist Qingwei was extremely uneasy.With this uneasiness in mind, he walked quickly into Fengtian Pavilion, and his eyes fell on the huge bronze tripod placed in the center of Fengtian Pavilion.

Every day in this giant bronze tripod, there will be a large amount of Good Fortune Sanqing Qi, which will be used for cultivation up and down in the Immortal Valley.

It can be said that without this giant tripod, there would be no later Banxian Valley.

The closer Taoist Qingwei got to the giant cauldron, the more disturbed he felt. He tremblingly walked in front of the giant cauldron and sat cross-legged on the ground.

This is not true, this is not true, Taoist Qingwei kept whispering like this.

He can only fight against his inner anxiety by giving himself hints like this.

In fact, he has already admitted this fact subconsciously, but he still doesn't give up.

Taoist Qingwei forced himself to calm down, absorbing the good fortune Sanqing Qi floating around him as usual.

He has been familiar with this set of cultivation methods for a long time, but this time, the good fortune Sanqing Qi did not give him any response.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant his face was ashen.

Do you really want to recognize that young man as the master?

Taoist Qingwei showed a struggling look on his face.

Unable to refine good fortune Sanqing Qi, this is like a male deer losing its antlers, and there will no longer be its place in the herd.

Daoist Qingwei saw a skinny old deer in a trance. It was driven out of the herd by the leader, and it was walking towards the thick fog of howling wolves.

He shook his head and rubbed his face meaninglessly, as if this would wake him up a bit.

There is nothing wrong with recognizing the Lord.

A deep and hoarse voice sounded in his ear.

Taoist Qingwei became short of breath.

Isn't this always the case in the world of cultivating immortals?Law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, death of the unfit.What's there to be ashamed of?
Yes, yes, there is nothing to be ashamed of following that young man as his master.

Maybe Banxian Valley will climb to new heights because of him attracting a strong man.

Taoist Qingwei's eyes gradually became firm and bright, Huo De stood up and strode out of Fengtian Pavilion.

Wang Yuchuan was still immersed in the pain and anxiety of worrying about gains and losses. An old man with disheveled hair and shriveled body rushed into the ward aggressively.

"Oops!" Wang Yuchuan stood up with a cry of fright, and hurriedly put on a defensive posture.

With a plop, the old man knelt down in front of him. This scene directly stunned Wang Yuchuan.

Which game is this playing?He lowered his head cautiously, trying to see what the old man looked like.

At this time, the old Jintou interrupted abruptly: "Don't look at it, isn't this the boy from the Immortal Valley? Hey, boy, have you figured it out?"

Taoist Qingwei called himself a retainer, and made three bows and nine kowtows to Wang Yuchuan.

Wang Yuchuan always felt it was strange that he was a mere casual cultivator, but let the masters in the world of cultivating immortals bow their heads and bow their heads.If this thing is made into a movie, some people will complain that it is too dreamy.

He glanced at Old Jintou: "Is this okay?"

Wang Yuchuan didn't have any confidence in his heart.

"What's wrong with that?" Old Jintou raised his brows: "If it had been in the past, I would not have liked him at his level."

"How majestic you were before." Wang Yuchuan smacked his tongue secretly, is it not enough for you to be a little brother to the owner of the Immortal Valley?What bike do you want.

Lao Jintou picked up the Malatang, and the bright red soup base made people salivate.

"Who do you think researched this thing? Why is it so delicious?" Old Jintou picked up a piece of shrimp cake, bit off half of it in one bite, with a satisfied expression on his face.

The greatest respect for a foodie is not to disturb him when he is eating, Wang Yuchuan smiled helplessly, and his eyes fell on Taoist Qingwei.

"Well, stop kneeling and get up." Wang Yuchuan picked up another bowl of Malatang and handed it to him: "Have you eaten yet? Come and eat."

The concept of Taoist Qingwei still stayed in the period of the Republic of China. In that era, Malatang was what trackers in Wushu area ate.With his status, he would definitely not touch this kind of "civilian food".

But now, he didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly reached out to take it, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the instant noodles in the bowl.

Hey, don't tell me, this stuff is quite delicious, Taoist Qingwei's brows relaxed, and he didn't feel so repelled in his heart.

The three of Wang Yuchuan and the others enjoyed life while eating Malatang. On the other hand, the founders of Longbao were arguing over how to deal with Wang Yuchuan.

The attitudes of the ten founders towards Wang Yuchuan can be described as polarized.

The main combat faction headed by Shenhuo Tianjun has a very tough attitude. They advocate the death penalty for Wang Yuchuan to set the record straight.

However, the elders with Taoist Zihui as the backbone advocated that the matter should be calmed down, that the major matter should be turned into a small matter, and that a symbolic punishment would be enough.

After arguing and arguing, they unanimously decided to hear Wei Taoist's meaning.

First of all, Taoist Qingwei is also the founder of Longbao, so he is eligible to participate in this meeting.

Secondly, Taoist Qingwei is not only outstanding in his own strength, but also has a wide network of contacts in the world of cultivating immortals.

If he had nothing to do with Wang Yuchuan, Longbao would have given up this effort earlier, Shenhuo Tianjun was not a reckless man, and the underlying logic he pursued was that the strong should be respected.

The reason why he advocated the death penalty for Wang Yuchuan was, in the final analysis, because he felt that Wang Yuchuan was not strong enough.

"It's better like this, let's stop and rest for a while." Taoist Zihui said while pressing his hands, signaling for everyone to be quiet for a while.

The other founders still gave him this face and stopped speaking one after another.

"Xiao Zhang, it's hard work for you to make a trip and invite Taoist Qingwei." Taoist Zihui glanced at the young man standing behind him with his hands behind him. The young man nodded slightly and walked out of the conference hall quickly.

At the same time, Wang Yuchuan asked Lao Jintou to undo the restraint on Taoist Qingwei.

Lao Jintou was not stingy with his subordinates, he raised his hand to condense a cube crystal, and stuffed it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

(End of this chapter)