Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Yue Wuhuan's newly arranged school is outside the Taolin, quite a distance from the laboratory, and next to it is a huge new medicine storehouse, which stores most of the common medicines in the mortal world and the fairy world, for apprentices to apply for, highly toxic medicines And precious medicinal materials are placed in the original medicine storehouse, and they need Yue Wuhuan's approval before they can be taken out.

Next to the medicine storehouse is the Library Pavilion, which contains many low-level fairy books, basic medical books and miscellaneous books. The number is much larger than before, and it should be collected in the past ten years.

Song Qingshi held a copy of "Spiritual Fire Strange Records" and almost didn't want to leave.

"The books here are all selected by me. They are not too harmful and suitable for apprentices to get started." Yue Wu laughed and put the books in his arms, indicating that he could take them back to read, "Although the Lord is both excellent in medicine and poison, But all apprentices need to hone here for a few years to examine their mind and conduct before they can come into contact with precious medicinal materials and poisons."

Song Qingshi agreed. He was not stingy with teaching medical skills, but he didn't want his poison skills to be used by those who wanted to do harm.Yue Wuhuan arranged for the apprentices of Yao Wang Valley to study medicine and not poison, which was exactly what he was thinking. Although poison art must be passed on, it needs strict assessment before it can be taught step by step. People other than Huan.

Yue Wuhuan made a decision, and a strange man with lifeless eyes and puppet-like hands and feet walked out of the forest.

Song Qingshi glanced at it and found it was a corpse. He was surprised and said, "You practiced this poison puppet?"

Poison puppets are highly poisonous puppets he made from dead bodies. Because manipulating the magic circle is troublesome, he doesn't make many. Although each poison puppet has only the attack power of a foundation-builder cultivator, it is covered with poisonous puppets, and it will explode when touched. It kills people, and it will explode after being destroyed, emitting a highly poisonous blood mist around it. It was the guard who hid in the Valley of the Medicine King during the Song and Qing Dynasties, and it was also one of his trump cards.

Otherwise, Yaowang Valley is full of precious medicinal materials. Except for a Nascent Soul cultivator, there is only a good site for foundation-building medicine servants, which have long been occupied by robbers from the fairy world.

The poison puppet in front of me was not refined by Song Qingshi. Although the poison on his body has not changed, the operation of the magic circle is more refined, and many traps and hidden weapons have been added to make the attack more vicious.

"I found the production notes of the poison puppet in the lord's laboratory," Yue Wuhuan explained nervously, afraid that he would get angry, "after the lord fell into a coma, the original poison puppet was broken and could not be repaired, and the medicine king valley was lost. Defensive barrier. I took some complete corpses in the dissection room and tried to refine them into new poison puppets. I succeeded after many attempts. Because the lord’s notes were not fully written, part of the magic circle was reset by me. Yes, it's a little different from the original."

Song Qingshi thought about what he thought of and wrote, the original notes that were as messy as a heavenly book, stumbling and boasting: "You have improved very well, how many of these have you done?"

Yue Wuhuan replied obediently: "64 of them, most of them are placed in the poisonous fog formation, a small part of them are guarding the treasure house and laboratory in the valley, and there are a few that are not so scary in appearance, they can be put in a mustard bag and taken out as guards .”

Before he got the Blood King Vine, he was seriously short of helpers, not enough to compete with the monks in the fairy world, so he could only find another way and think hard.

Song Qingshi was dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking: "The drawing of the magic circle on the poison puppet is extremely complicated, and there are 82 of them, each of which is different, and you can't draw a wrong line. How do you..."

Yue Wuhuan said: "As long as I have drawn something once, there will be no mistakes."

Song Qingshi was dizzy from the blow. Although he was the one who put together various magic circles and researched the poison puppet, he was not dexterous enough. He often accidentally drew the wrong magic circle when making it, and every time he made one, he would fail four or five times. In addition, he was not very interested in making this kind of thing, so he only made more than 20 poison puppets, which was enough.

He quietly looked at his useless hands, then at Yue Wuhuan's nimble and steady hands...

I feel that there is a huge gap between people, and I am a little bit shocked...

But both runes and formations need to be careful and steady, and Yue Wuhuan will definitely surpass his achievements and become a master in the future.

I'm happy to think about it this way.

Yue Wuhuan has thoroughly studied poisonous puppets over the years. The poisonous puppets designed by Song Qingshi look scary, but in fact there is room for them. As long as there is no malicious intrusion, they will not easily hurt people.

But he doesn't care about the life or death of anyone outside Song Qingshi, the poisonous puppet in his hand is full of traps designed to kill people.

In these years, he wandered outside looking for medicine, and countless monks died at the hands of poisonous puppets. He was afraid that Song Qingshi would feel that he was vicious and dared not confess, so he kept secretly observing the other party's emotions. Seeing that his expression changed a few times, he finally returned to being happy. , finally let go.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they praised their little angels: "The green is better than the blue because of the blue."

Yue Wu smiled and said: "My lord is too famous, without the poison puppet you created, I couldn't protect the Valley of the Medicine King."

Song Qingshi thought for a while and asked, "Anlong has suffered a lot from your poison puppet, right? Otherwise, it's impossible not to break in for two years."

"An Xianzun has a long-standing friendship with the Venerable Master. After a few trials, I understood the weakness of the poison puppet designed by the Venerable Master. When he thought he had successfully cracked it, I replaced it with the modified poison puppet and magic circle. An Xianzun Immortal Venerable was poisoned and injured and retreated for half a year, and made a comeback. I used the Blood King Vine and the terrain to set up new traps. Although I forced him to retreat temporarily, he has completely mastered these attack methods..." Yue Wuhuan was extremely helpless when he mentioned this.

The Ten Thousand Gu sect is warlike, and An Long is the best among them. He is good at all kinds of battles, has a beast-like intuition for danger, has a high level of cultivation, and is proficient in the use of various poisons under the guidance of Song Qingshi. He tried to poison him several times. The traps have all been avoided, and fine calculations are powerless in the face of absolute violent dismantling.

If it wasn't for the good habit of taking notes on everything in the Song and Qing Dynasties, there is a lot of knowledge about Gu worms in the laboratory, and the malice of the Heavenly Dao towards him seems to have disappeared with the thunder calamity. If luck is so good, he has already been killed by An Long .

Song Qingshi comforted: "An Long is a genius. You can stop him twice, which is enough to be amazing. This is an achievement that most of the Golden Core cultivators in the fairy world can't do. Now that I wake up, the misunderstanding is resolved. will attack you again."

Yue Wuhuan thought about Liang Zi of the two, and smiled softly: "Well, An Xianzun will definitely understand me."

The two talked and laughed, and walked into the school.It was noon now, and all the apprentices went to the cafeteria to eat. Song Qingshi took the opportunity to visit around.

The school is a square courtyard, and the courtyard is still very delicately furnished according to Yue Wuhuan's taste. The main room is a place for group study, with podiums, bookshelves, and various experimental equipment, many of which are made by Tiangong Workshop. There are even a few items that Song Qingshi wanted to customize before he fell into a coma, but had no money to customize.On both sides are independent alchemy chambers, each of which has been formed into a magic circle to prevent the fryer from hurting others.

Song Qingshi looked at this expensive school, and felt that his spiritual stone pockets felt empty.

"My lord, there is no shortage of money now. Yaowanggu and Yeyu Pavilion have reached a cooperation," Yue Wuhuan explained, "The lord used to develop a plaster for patients with facial disfigurement, which can improve skin quality and eliminate All scars. I added some precious spices and pearls to this ointment, renamed it Yurong ointment, and sold it at a high price. Because Yurong ointment can not only remove scars quickly, but also make the skin delicate and white, and the beauty is more prosperous. Too many, easy to get hurt, so the female cultivators are rushing crazy, and Immortal Ye Lin urges Wang Gu to add medicine every day..."

Song Qingshi was dumbfounded. He had never made any money from selling medicine in his life, but in the end he made a lot of money selling skin care products?I always feel that there is something weird...

"Honorable Lord's condition is dangerous and requires a lot of money to buy medicinal materials, so I chose the fastest way to get money," Yue Wuhuan handed over the ledger to Song Qingshi for review, "It has cost a lot to purchase medicinal materials and repair the Medicine King Valley over the years. , and now there are 320 million spirit stones left in the account."

Song Qingshi was still a little pimple in his heart, but when he saw the glittering numbers, he bowed down in an instant.

He has already practiced Young Dan, so what is Yurong Ointment?With the money, he can continue to do research, study medicines to treat diseases, and benefit the society. This is a win-win situation!

Yue Wuhuan thoughtfully added: "I asked Yeyu Pavilion to declare that Yurong Ointment is a formula left by the ancient immortals, and it was not specially researched by the Lord. The porcelain box sold is also marked on the treatment of scars and the restoration of the skin's best condition. medicines."

Cosmeceuticals are medicine too!

Song Qingshi felt that Yaowang's face was saved, and he was very satisfied. He knew that he had no money management acumen and was easy to lose money, so he stuffed the account book to Yue Wuhuan, and said generously: "From now on, you will manage the money. Give me pocket money every month. OK."

The corners of Yue Wuhuan's mouth curled up beautifully, as if hearing something happy, he promised, "Okay, I'll buy you whatever you want."

Song Qingshi was more satisfied.

After visiting the school, he put away the Red Lotus Pill, and sat dignifiedly on the grand teacher's chair on the podium.

Yue Wuhuan called all the apprentices and asked them to meet the Lord one by one.

Song Qingshi was afraid that people would see his nervousness, so he imitated the appearance of the university professors in the past, put on a serious expression, and was full of surprise in his heart, who are these people in front of him?

He didn't look at everyone's appearance seriously at that time, and now he can only recognize Qingluan and Minghong. Qingluan was affected by the seal of acacia, so his appearance has not changed, but his delicate temperament has completely faded. He walks with wind, and his whole body is lean His aura reminded him of his senior from another world.

Minghong turned into a young man, wearing red clothes, not only his appearance was somewhat similar to Yue Wuhuan's, but his manners were also very similar, but he was a little silent and didn't like to talk.

The brawny man who came from behind, Song Qingshi thought for a long time before realizing that he was a sunny boy who stretched the muscles for his companions on the martial arts field. Now he is tall and dark, with muscles all over his body. Except for his regular facial features, he no longer looks like the old man. of beauty.

Qingluan explained with a smile: "His name is He Qingyun, and now he mainly studies herbal medicine cultivation, and often works in the fields, so he became like this."

He Qingyun scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a simple and honest smile: "I thought about becoming like this, so there will be no bastards coveting my beauty, right? I used to be a farmer, and I can do nothing but serve plants. The Lord saved me I have to repay my life, although mortals have no future in cultivation, but it is still possible to go to Zhuangzi to grow medicine for the Lord in the future."

Song Qingshi nodded with a smile, determined to pile them all up to Foundation Establishment later with medicine.

Suddenly, he saw a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old behind the crowd, with the most romantic and unique peach blossom eyes, and he was lazy all over. He was tossing and turning with something small.

Song Qingshi felt that he had caught the bad student hiding at the end of the class and secretly playing with his mobile phone. He couldn't hold back his serious expression, smiled, and waved to him to come over.

Qingluan gave the young man a hard look, and introduced: "He is Rong Ye, a child from the same batch as Minghong. He has never experienced any hardships and is the most mischievous, but his hands are very skillful. Please don't get angry, my lord. I will take care of you." Teach him."

Rong Ye thought of Qingluan's usual reprimand, and was also a little scared. He walked forward slowly and handed over the toy in his hand.

Song Qingshi heard that Qingluan was belittling and praising secretly, protecting these children who had suffered from the same illness, and didn't want to care about it.

He smiled and took the thing in Rong Ye's hand. After examining it carefully, he found that it was a small handmade hourglass, which was very delicate. He turned the hourglass upside down and placed it on the table. The sand drained away for about 1 minute.

Qingluan explained: "Rong Ye is careless, and he can't always control the time when refining alchemy, so he made this thing to help."

Rong Ye argued strongly: "Sister Qingluan, I used this, and I didn't miss the time again. Don't keep remembering the time I failed."

Qingluan reprimanded: "Shut up! So many people failed, only you blew up the alchemy furnace!"

Rong Ye said aggrievedly: "I just want to try to add some Danhuang..."

"Hands are really skillful, this thing is well done," Song Qingshi thought about his professor's attitude towards students, and tried to give positive encouragement, "The most difficult thing for beginner alchemists to control is the heat, and the second is time. You use tools to control the time. It’s a good idea to reduce the difficulty, but it’s not suitable for long-term use. I think we can ask Tiangongfang to customize a batch of timing equipment to assist alchemy.”

Yue Wu smiled and said: "The lord is very right, the alchemy workshop should add timing equipment."

Qingluan glared at Rong Ye again. Low-level alchemy can use timing equipment to control the time, while high-end alchemy techniques are unpredictable, and the time needs to be adjusted by experience. How can it be rigidly fixed?If Rongye is really clever, if he continues to follow this clever method, he will never be an alchemist, but only an alchemy craftsman.

Rong Ye is young, good-looking, and sweet-mouthed. On weekdays, everyone likes to spoil him, and he is a bit ignorant.

She has to teach this fool a lesson later!

Song Qingshi didn't want to embarrass these young apprentices, he returned the hourglass to Rong Ye, and smiled at him again: "Work hard."

Rong Ye's ears turned red when he saw him. Before he came to Yaowang Valley, he always heard from Qingluan's sister that Yaowang Xianzun was a big shot in the fairy world, and his cultivation base was very powerful, so he made that beast Xie Que die without a whole body.But Qingluan was responsible for the follow-up arrangement. He didn't see the real face of Yao Wang Xianzun, and thought he was a vicious monk, but he didn't expect that his appearance was so good-looking, and he was not much older than them, and his personality was even worse. Gentle and kind, not at all aggressive when speaking.

Yaowang Xianzun likes Wuhuan Xianzhang so much, he must be a manly man...

I heard that some mortals in the fairy world gained a lot of resources because they won the favor of monks, and their status rose to the sky in one step.

Is it the same for Wu Huan Immortal Elder?

Rong Ye quietly glanced at Song Qingshi, and then at Yue Wuhuan who was standing behind him, a little dreamy.

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The author has something to say:

The author's irresponsible small complaints about the protagonist:

Yue Wuhuan: Although he likes to kill people, has a crazy personality, and is full of black water, he is still a well-behaved and gentle little angel.

Song Qingshi: A good man should turn over the financial power first, and then talk about other things.