If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

A rumor has spread in Tianxuan City recently.

It is said that an alchemist refined a very special elixir.

These elixirs may seem ordinary, but in fact they are a hundred times more effective than ordinary elixirs!

Whether it is the Hemostatic Pill that can stop bleeding, the Qi Condensing Pill that can improve spiritual power, or the Beauty Pill that can beautify, they all have extremely strong effects.

One piece is worth a thousand.

However, these pills also have side effects.

That is, being unable to sleep after taking the elixir is exactly the same as the feeling of insomnia as an ordinary human being!

Even if he was knocked unconscious, it wouldn't work. His body was fainted, but his consciousness was still awake.

Although monks have little need for sleep, there is a difference between actively choosing not to sleep and passively not being able to sleep.

Especially this feeling of being so clear-headed but physically tired is really painful!

Some people say that someone in Tianxuan City offended the Alchemist, so the Alchemist refined these elixirs to punish them.

Naturally, they did not dare to offend the Alchemist, so they could only find the person who offended the Alchemist and ask him to kneel down and apologize to the Alchemist!

In this way, when Alchemy is happy, he can let them sleep!

The monks who couldn't sleep and were grumpy had been interrogating everyone in Xuantian Sect these past few days, just to find out who had offended that Alchemist!

Even the auction house was interrogated by this group of monks.

Unfortunately, no one knows.

The monks loved Alchemy's elixirs to death, but at the same time they were in pain because they couldn't sleep. It can be said to be very tortured.

And the culprit who caused all this is still practicing swordsmanship.

To be precise, it was a sword fight with Si Yuanye.

After being defeated again, Song Chuyi wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, his eyes brightening surprisingly.

"Master, I caught three of your moves today."

"I'll beat you soon!"

The small broken sword in his hand had a lot of rust on it, and a hint of cyan was visible.

The corners of Si Yuanye's mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

The apprentice's talent is indeed very high. In just half a month, he was able to master three moves in his hands.

Given time, there is a one percent chance of defeating him.

Song Chuyi was very confident in defeating Si Yuanye.

Similarly, Si Yuanye is also confident in his own strength.

The collision of two kinds of self-confidence is the sword competition day and night.

However, every time it was midnight, Song Chuyi would stop to give Yueyecao some blood.

At this time, Si Yuanye would turn into Xiaobai and watch quietly from the side.

It's the same tonight.

Xiaobai walked to the side of Moon Night Grass.

The moonlit night grass that originally sprouted has grown a lot.

Now it is as high as the index finger.

When Song Chu saw Xiaobai coming, he touched its head.

"Xiaobai, you are here."

After he finished feeding the moonlight grass, he picked up Xiaobai, sat on the grass next to him, and shook his feet.

"Xiao Bai, what do you think Master's sword is made of?"

"Every time I have a sword duel with Master, I can always feel a cold and violent black mist coming towards me."

Xiaobai, no, it should be Si Yuanye's pupils shrank.

He broke away from Song Chuyi's arms, jumped into the grass, and disappeared.

"Eh? Why did you leave so quickly tonight?" Song Chuyi mumbled and stretched.

"It's better to take a rest tonight. I haven't made an elixir for a long time. Let's make an elixir."

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On the top of the mountain, Si Yuanye returned to his human form, with the black sword in his palm.

He threw the black sword out, and the air fluctuated, and a human figure gradually appeared.

It turned out to be Si Yuanye dressed in black.

Si Yuanye, who was dressed in white, had cold eyes and looked at his inner demon with an unkind expression.

"Why attack him?"

The inner demon slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "You care about him, don't you?"

"What does it have to do with you?" A thunderbolt appeared in Si Yuanye's palm, "If I don't want to be wiped out in ashes, I can just be your magic sword."

The inner demon laughed, "You're in a hurry."

"What are you in a hurry for?"

"You've just been a disciple for half a month. Do you really think he really cares about you?"

"If he knew that his master was half demon blood, do you think he would hate you? Hahahahaha!"

The demon laughed exaggeratedly.

"Si Yuanye, Si Yuanye, why are you still so naive?"

"The monks will not accept you, only the demons, and only I will accept you who are dirty."

"Come to me, we will become the masters of the entire continent, come on..."

Before he finished speaking, his figure twisted and returned to the appearance of the black sword.

Si Yuanye put away the black sword silently, his dark green pupils darkening.

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Song Chu originally planned to practice elixirs for a while and then get up to practice swordsmanship.

But Xiaobai never came back, and he was still a little used to not having him around.

So he decided to wait for Xiaobai to come back before practicing his sword. Before that, he had been refining the elixir.

I accidentally practiced too much.

Song Chuyi looked at the mountain of pills and muttered.

"Xiao Bai didn't come either, and Master didn't come either."

"Then I might as well go sell elixirs!"

He did what he said, put the elixir away and ran down the mountain to sell the elixir.

He was too lazy to find a new place to sell the elixirs, so he packed them up and sold them to the No. 1 Auction House.

The boy who received him was the same boy as last time. This time the boy's eyes were shining when he looked at him, as if he was a big piece of fat.

Song Chuyi didn't want to waste time, so he took the five thousand spirit stones and left quickly, leaving the servant there giggling.

Spiritual stones, so many spiritual stones, oh, no, so many elixirs!

Now I'm rich again!

Thanks to the last batch of elixirs, the former servant has been promoted to shopkeeper.

He is very clear about the recent developments in Xuantian City, so these pills must not be sold in Xuantian City.

But the number one auction house in the world is located all over the Tianxuan Continent. If this place doesn't work, just stick to another place.

And it can’t just be placed in one city, it must be scattered in many directions.

He has even thought about which cities he will send this batch of elixirs to.

This time, he will definitely make a lot of money!

Of course, he could not have expected that the monks who couldn't sleep after taking the elixir would cause trouble for the auction house in the future.

There are only three words in the eyes of the young man now: Earn spiritual stones!

At the same time, Song Chuyi, who had obtained a large number of spiritual stones, walked around the city, bought some things and returned to his thatched house.

Xiaobai still didn't come back, which made him a little worried.

The most important thing is that the master did not show up!

He thought about it for a long time and decided to go directly to the master.

A quarter of an hour later, outside the palace on the top of the mountain.

"Master! I'm here to compete with you!"

"Master, Master~"

No one answered him.

"Strange, isn't Master here?" Song Chuyi muttered and took out a strand of sword spike from his arms.

"Master, I brought you a gift!"

The wind was blowing, and Si Yuanye, dressed in white, appeared in front of him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Chuyi, his voice sounded cold, "A gift?"