Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

Early the next morning, Wen Song received a voice transmission from Sang Yi Zhenjun.

After he finished listening, he was a little surprised, "Su Su, Master said that I can learn alchemy with Zhenjun Chongyao today."

Yin Su looked at him in a daze, and asked, "Are you happy and silly?"

"No," Wen Song rolled on the stone bed after regaining his senses, saying that the stone bed was already a bit out of place, and now this bed has been covered with a layer of monster skin, the black fur is soft and thick , Rolling on it couldn't be more comfortable, he rubbed his white and tender cheeks against it, "It's just... I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Yin Su bent down and held his wrist, "I happen to be going to practice swordsmanship, so I can send you to Shen Yuefeng first."

Wen Song followed his strength and sat up, "Susu send me?"

Yin Su said "Hmm", he looked at Wen Song's profuse hair, "Tie up the hair first."

Wen Song held Yin Su's arm and did not let go. He looked up at the person, his bright black eyes bent into crescent moons, "Su Su help me tie it."

Meeting Wen Song's dependent gaze, Yin Su laughed and reprimanded, "Lazy thing."

This is agreed.

Wen Song handed the Liuyun hairpin to him, then turned his back, and acted as a hand-throwing shopkeeper with peace of mind.

Yin Su looked at Wen Song who was obediently waiting for him to tie his hair, and couldn't help smiling. He picked up a strand of hair and slowly untied it for him.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wen Song took out his small mirror, shook his head and looked left and right, it was very smug.

Yin Su patted the back of his head and reminded: "It's time to go to Shen Yuefeng."

Only then did Wen Song put down his mirror, "Okay."

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived outside the Qiyue Palace.

Yin Su said: "Go!"

Wen Song reluctantly said: "After the end, Su Su will come to pick me up, okay?"

Yin Su thought to himself: This is a clingy man who knows how to make progress. He looked into Wen Song's dark and bright eyes, but he couldn't bear to refuse, "Okay."

When Wen Song heard this, a bright smile appeared on his face.

After watching Wen Song enter the hall, Yin Su turned and left Shen Yuefeng.

The teaching place was in Qianzhu Hall. When Wen Song entered, six of the seven futons at the bottom were filled with people. He looked at the futon on the farthest side and ran over quickly, "Meet Chongyao True Monarch."

"You don't need to be too polite," Chong Yao looked at the young man who hurried in, and said, "When the deity is not in retreat, he will teach every Monday and Friday every month, starting from the beginning of the month, thinking that you didn't know the rules when you first came, so you won't be punished .”

"Sit down!"

Wen Song breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, Zhenjun."

Just as he was about to sit down, he heard a sound that sounded like jade hitting each other.

"Wait," Lin Jinglan looked at Chongyao, "Master, that position belongs to junior brother."

Wen Song's movements stopped, and he turned his head to look at the speaker, wondering whether he should sit or not.

Chong Yao glanced at him, "Wen Fu is not in the sect right now, just add another one when he comes back."

"But……"

Before Lin Jinglan could finish speaking, Chong Yao looked at him with pressure.

The coercion was not heavy, but it was enough for Lin Jinglan to swallow the words he was about to say, "Yes, Master."

Wen Song finally sat down. Although he was reluctant to sit on Wen Fu's futon, as a latecomer, he had no right to speak.

Chong Yao saw that everyone had come together and began to teach.

What he talked about today is the way of internal and external harmony, and the content is a bit difficult. For Wen Song, it takes full concentration to understand three or four points.

Four hours passed, and Chong Yao finished today's lecture, "Go back today, and each of you will refine a batch of Jiuwan Dan, which will be handed in during the next lecture."

"Yes, Master."

"Wen Song stay."

After Chongyao called out the name, the disciples below could not help but turn their attention to the young man on the far side. Everyone knew the reason why Wen Fu worshiped Shen Yuefeng, so seeing another protagonist in the story, it was inevitable Raise two points of curiosity.

Feeling the gaze on his body, Wen Song lowered his eyes and answered, "Yes, Zhenjun."

After several people left one after another, Chong Yao called him to him, "Come and talk to this deity about your understanding today."

Wen Song: "..."

It's time to test his level.

He recalled what Chongyao had said, and after deliberating, he said: "The way of harmony between the inside and the outside is to fuse the essence of the inner body with the pill fire, and then use the pill fire to fill the outside, so as to achieve the unity of heaven and man."

Chong Yao said: "Where does the inner body essence come from?"

Wen Song replied: "Essence qi floats and accumulates in the five internal organs."

Chong Yao asked again, "How to melt it into the pill fire?"

Wen Song narrowed his eyes and pondered, his fingers hooked the corners of his clothes unconsciously, and after a while, he said: "Pan fire is stored in the dantian, and the dantian floats in the sea of ​​qi, so it should be driven by qi."

After Chong Yao finished listening, he nodded slightly, "Go and refine a batch of elixir, and I'll have a look."

"it is good."

Wen Song took out his pill stove and pill fire, sat down on the ground, then put the pill fire under the medicine cauldron, and started to pinch the pill according to the steps he had been familiar with thousands of times.

After half an hour, return to the panacea and become a pill.

Chong Yao looked at the five medium-grade spirit pills handed over, and asked, "Do you know what it means to have no natal pill fire?"

Wen Song's palm curled up, "I know, it means that I can't integrate my spiritual consciousness into the medicine cauldron."

"More than that," Chong Yao shook his head and said, "There is no natal pill fire, which means you can't exude your own energy, and you can't reach the realm of harmony between man and nature."

He looked at the sadness in Wen Song's eyes, and said: "I said this not to disappoint you, but to make you make up for the gaps as soon as possible. You can learn from me first and accumulate experience, but the natal pill fire must Yes, this is the foundation of Danxiu."

"I know," Wen Song cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Zhenjun Chongyao, for your suggestion."

Chong Yao waved his hand, "Go back!"

"Yes."

After exiting Qianzhu Hall, Wen Song touched Lingxiyin, "Su Su, I'm done here."

"Okay," Yin Su cut his sword, the light of the sword passed, the grass and trees did not invade, but ended the life of the monster, which shows how subtle its control over the sword's intent is, he put the long sword back into its sheath, and said softly: "I Go pick you up."

"Well," Wen Song lay on the winding railing, looking at the vein of Qingdai in the distance, and sighed melancholy.

Why can't water make fire?

This is not appropriate!

"Junior Brother Wen."

When Wen Song heard someone calling him, he looked back. After seeing the person, his eyes were slightly surprised, "Why is Senior Brother Yu here?"

After Yuzi saw Wen Song's face, he was taken aback for a moment, and it took a while before he came back to his senses, "I was ordered by my master to ask Zhenjun Chongyao for a panacea. When your name was mentioned, I thought I had heard it wrong, so I chased after you and asked, but I didn't think it was really you."

Wen Song touched his nose, "I came here to learn alchemy from Zhenjun Chongyao."

Yuzi recalled the attribute of spiritual power emitted from Wen Song's body when he broke through, and asked, "But isn't Junior Brother Wen a water spirit root?"

Wen Song: "..."

Heartbroken.