Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The head of the Red Dragon Sect, Yan Yuan Xianjun, was seriously injured and used a lot of precious medicinal materials. In the Song and Qing Dynasties, he also used gold needles to extradite spiritual power into the sea of ​​consciousness, erasing those horrible memories for them, leaving only some psychological shadows. It will not happen if it is related to something.

The number one genius doctor in the fairy world took action and used many panacea, how much is it worth?

The Chilongzong really couldn't afford the Lingshi, so ashamed, he offered to pay on credit and pay it back slowly every month.

Song Qingshi saw them pleasing to the eye, and there was a large amount of pocket money given by the little angel in his pocket, so the prodigal son broke out, and the treatment fee was greatly reduced. Take the initiative to copy and send a copy of the talisman secret scripts treasured in the sect to repay your kindness.

It is not difficult to make ordinary spells, but it is very troublesome. Most monks will choose to buy them directly.

Most of the disciples of the Red Dragon Sect are orphans picked up by Immortal Yan Yuan. Their aptitude is not very good. They learn how to make talismans from their master, assign work according to their abilities, follow the rules, and never cause trouble.

The girl guarded by Xianjun Yanyuan is called Niannian, she is extremely talented, smart and intelligent, and is a natural talisman master.

Song Qingshi saw her improved fire control talisman and was greatly impressed. He immediately asked Yue Wuhuan to place an order for a thousand pieces, and copied several unique ancient talisman arrays from Yaowanggu's collection for her to learn.Staring at one of the phantom-creating runes every year, it seemed that he had some inspiration, and studied it without thinking about food or tea.

Xianjun Yan Yuan looked distressed, and when her injury recovered, he gave her a severe lesson.

Every year, he pestered the master to act like a baby, and the brothers and sisters also joked with him. There was a lot of fun between the master and the apprentice.

Xianjun Yan Yuan pretended to be angry: "If you don't take a good rest like this, I will marry you off."

Niannian pretended to beg for mercy: "No, I want to stay here forever and be filial to Master."

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When Song Qingshi heard this, for some reason, he felt a little envious...

There is no before and after in learning, and those who have achieved it are teachers.

He decided to secretly ask Xianjun Yan Yuan for advice as a teacher, wanting to know how to win the favor of his apprentices, make them like the master, and want to stay with the master forever.

Immortal Lord Yan Yuan is not one of those ignorant little apprentices, knowing that the Immortal King of Medicine has a terrible reputation that does not match his appearance, he is extremely afraid.Seeing him approaching me aggressively, I almost wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, fearing that I would be dragged to work as a medicine man because I had no money to pay the bill. When I heard the question, I was stunned, feeling like I was still in a nightmare ...

Song Qingshi took out a pen and paper and said seriously, "Speak."

"I didn't do anything special, I just taught them skills." Xianjun Yan Yuan speculated that he might want to use special techniques to better control the disfigured beauty apprentice, but he didn't dare to refuse the savior, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say , "If there is anything special, it is probably that I will make delicious noodles for them? My apprentices like the noodles I make. Every time they go out, they have to eat a big bowl. They say that there is no such taste outside. Every year I like to eat soft ones, Huang He likes hard ones, He Xiaoxiao always adds chili peppers, Yue'er doesn't like green onions..."

This unremarkable middle-aged monk, when talking about his apprentice, has gentle eyes and eyebrows.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, the key points were quickly extracted:

[-]. Convey your heart with cooking skills.

[-]. If you grab the apprentice's stomach, you will grab the apprentice's person.

Three, learn to cook.

It was a mistake for him not to seriously study cooking. From now on, he must study hard.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they were hard-working people, and they did what they said they would do. They dragged Xianjun Yan Yuan to the kitchen, showed the attitude and methods of scientific research, and learned how to make noodles.

He is a master of alchemy, he can confirm the weight of each material with his bare hands, record it in the notebook in grams, and then record the strength and technique of kneading the dough, including each rotation and number of times of the dough, confirm the hardness and texture, and then confirm The cutting method and the thickness of the noodles, and then observe the humidity and temperature of the air, the material and thickness of the kitchen utensils, determine the temperature and intensity of the stove flame and the cooking time accurate to the second, and finally copy them one by one rigorously, and finally get Qualified noodles.

Xianjun Yan Yuan has never seen such a wonderful way of cooking, and he is completely dumbfounded...

Song Qingshi tasted the finished product, confirmed that the car hadn't overturned, and happily took the noodles to find Yue Wuhuan.

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Yue Wuhuan was reading a book in his room. The red dragon sect has made talismans for many years. The technique is quite unique. Some of the solitary copies collected in the sect's library are also very interesting. There are some unpopular knowledge and skills that cannot be seen elsewhere. Improvements are helpful.

Suddenly, Song Qingshi ran in with a bowl of noodles and handed it to him like a treasure.

Yue Wuhuan looked at the soy sauce noodle soup with nothing but scallions, and was confused for a moment. Then he stretched out his chopsticks and tasted it. He felt that the material was quite clean. The taste was neither good nor bad. The noodles he used as the base of old turkey soup are far from good, but the expression on the face of the Lord is begging for praise, the truth is obvious...

He immediately pretended not to understand, and boasted: "The Red Dragon School's kitchen is excellent, I have never eaten such delicious noodles."

Song Qingshi felt as if he had refined a pot of difficult pills. He was very happy, but he said modestly: "How can it be so good?"

Yue Wuhuan saw through and didn't criticize, smiled and ate the whole bowl of noodles and soup, Fang said: "It's the Lord's kindness."

"I have also cooked before, and I have experience," Song Qingshi was afraid that he would understand his own thoughts, so he forced an excuse. Although he used to raise children with bigu pills and poisoned Alaska with glutinous rice balls, it was still cooking, but he felt a little guilty , He changed the subject and promised, "If you like, I will do it every day... no, I can't do it every day, sometimes I can't get away from doing experiments, anyway... I will do it for you as long as I am free."

Yue Wuhuan felt a little confused again, he didn't think this person who didn't even want to eat after researching was willing to cook.

"Yan Yuan Xianjun said that the master will cook food for the apprentices, but eating noodles every day will be boring, right?" Song Qingshi thought about the various delicacies made by the little angels on weekdays, and said happily, "Do you like dumplings, wontons or pancakes?" ? Cakes or desserts? I can learn both... Don't worry, I learn things very quickly and it doesn't take much trouble."

What interesting thing does the Lord seem to have misunderstood?

Yue Wuhuan looked at his expectant expression, and the love lock in his body began to move faintly. This was a manifestation of the rising obsession, which was beyond the controllable limit. After the Gu worm absorbed the excess emotion, he put down the bowl, Seriously said: "My lord doesn't need to do this for me."

Because he really likes this kind of thing so much, he can tolerate it occasionally, and it will reveal his true thoughts in the long run.

These thoughts are full of unbearable desires, like embers in ashes, if turned out, it will cause a fire, burn everything, and everything will develop in an uncontrollable direction.

It's not something he wishes to do.

So, don't lure him out of control...

Song Qingshi thought about it dully, understood his resistance, and then thought that Yue Wuhuan's craftsmanship was ten times better than his own, and his happy heart suddenly sank, a little lost.He wants to give all the good things to this person in front of him, but Yue Wuhuan is so smart and capable, he seems to be able to learn everything and do everything...

He didn't know what else he could give, and he didn't know how to treat him better and make him happier.

What if Yue Wuhuan recovered from his illness and thought that Yao Wanggu was boring and wanted to leave?

He is going back to the days when he watched the clouds alone...

Song Qingshi thought for a while, and quickly cheered up. Failure was a common occurrence for him, and more importantly, Yue Wuhuan was still by his side, so there was no need to be sad about things that hadn't happened, and he could continue to work hard.

He took Yue Wuhuan's hand, put the phoenix blood that had been clutched for a long time in his palm, and said happily: "The spoils found in the ruins of Mo Yuan, I won it from An Long and gave it to you."

A little bit of golden starlight flows in the fiery red gemstone, and the starlight drags out the trajectory, as if a brilliant phoenix is ​​sealed inside, exuding a warm breath.

Yue Wuhuan was so engrossed in sword intent at that time that he didn't pay attention to the private transaction between the two of them on gems.

The color of this phoenix blood is bright and not vulgar, pure and flawless, completely in line with his aesthetics, and it is the type that he will cherish forever.

He loves it so much...

I really want to bring this gem on the person in front of me, it feels like my own color has occupied the pure white territory.

Yue Wuhuan thinks about such beautiful scenery, and there is a secret happiness in his heart, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Qingshi was very proud to see that he liked him.

Although the cooking was a bit overturned, the gift delivery was still a success.

He will continue to study how Xianjun Yan Yuan teaches his apprentices, whether it is teaching talismans by hand, or asking his apprentices to get up early every day to practice martial arts, or to accompany his apprentices to learn, he will try everything, don't be afraid of failure, do more, think more, and you will always find the best. What Huan likes makes him fall in love with the life in Yaowanggu, and he stays willingly.

Two people study together, research together, make alchemy together, play together, take risks together...

What kind of fairy-like happy life is this? !

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Song Qingshi ran to torment poor Xianjun Yan Yuan again, intending to dig out all the knowledge points in his mind.Yue Wuhuan reluctantly let him go, and went to find the disciples of the Scarlet Cloud Sect in the talisman making workshop. He wanted to ask some questions about the skills of drawing talismans, and borrowed materials and tools to do some experiments.

All the disciples know everything and say everything.

Yue Wuhuan randomly found an unused workbench and tried to make talismans...

Suddenly, he heard the disciples of the Red Dragon School whispering:

"Since the Cantong faction was exterminated and Guiyuan Xianzun fell, no one wants to buy joy talismans in bulk these years. Don't make too many, you won't be able to sell them."

"Guiyuan Immortal Venerable died so badly. Brother Zhao went to deliver the goods, and he was so scared that he didn't eat for three days..."

"Fortunately, that person didn't come, otherwise Brother Zhao might pee his pants."

"Haha, what a pity, this spell makes a lot of money, or are you trying to sell it?"

"Get lost! Go to Huajie Liuxiang to sell this thing, do you want Master to break my leg?!"

"Hahaha, I was discovered..."

"..."

Participate in the extermination of the same faction?Returning to Yuan Xianzun to fall?

Yue Wuhuan stopped the pen in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Guiyuan Immortal Venerable is a name he doesn't want to hear at all, and it is also one of the memories he hates the most and wants to get rid of. These years, in order to save Song Qingshi, he has no time or ability to kill people and take revenge, so he deliberately doesn't pay attention to it. To participate in the existence of the same faction, do not pay attention to this name, so as not to affect the state of mind.

In his memory, Guiyuan Xianzun acted cautiously, was good at both ways, never offended the strong, and was a smart man.

How did he die tragically?who's that person?

Yue Wuhuan turned around and showed a gentle smile: "This seems very interesting, can you tell me in detail?"