There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Her face turned pale, and she knew that only when the difference in cultivation base was too great, and the other party deliberately released pressure on her, would she have such a reaction.

Then, Hanshu said lightly to Tao Tangtang: "Come here and take us to the Valley of Magical Flowers."

"I..." Tao Tangtang wanted to refuse, but when she saw Hanshu's dark eyes, she didn't say a word in the end, she turned around obediently, and went to lead the way.

With Tao Tangtang, a local, leading the way, Hanshu and the others were extremely fast, and they soon arrived at the place where Ye Qinghe was captured by the magic dragon—the entrance of the psychedelic flower valley.

Looking at the small white flowers spreading in the Valley of Flowers, Han Shu frowned: "Why did you come here?"

Zhong Ya stepped forward and explained the matter of the magic dragon in detail.

On the other side, Ye Qinghe had already been put into the alchemy furnace by the magic dragon.

I don’t know how many demons have been incinerated in this alchemy furnace. The demonic energy and resentment in it are entangled, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. Ye Qinghe even saw the remnant souls that have not been completely refined floating in the air, because they His body disappeared in this place, so the remnant soul was not allowed to leave.

Before coming here, Ye Qinghe had heard that the demon world is different from the human world, there is no reincarnation of ghosts, so death here is death, the soul will be broken into tiny pieces, floating around, and some become deformed wrecks. Some are possessed by other people, and some will float to the ghost world along the barrier between the demon world and the human world. They will be washed a hundred times in the Santu River by ghost messengers, and then kneaded into new ones. The soul, thrown into the world.

After a few more generations of reincarnation, the demonic and hostile energy in these souls will be washed away, and they will become a brand new human race.

Ye Qinghe didn't want to be trained into a remnant soul, nor did he want to be wiped out of his memory and return to the human world, so he could only find ways to escape.

But I don't know what material this alchemy furnace is made of, it's even tighter than Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, Ye Qinghe searched around but couldn't find any gaps or loopholes, so he leaned back to the corner.

The first time they met the magic dragon, Ye Qinghe was scratched by the magic dragon's claws, and he was poisoned by the magic dragon. Dizzy, almost fainted.

But he still remembered what he hadn't done, and the longing in his heart that had been submerged in reincarnation resurfaced again. He grabbed his arm tightly, using the pain to stop his gradually losing consciousness.

Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was not the hope of escaping, but the magic dragon outside lighting the firewood under the alchemy furnace.

I don't know what kind of material the firewood was made of, and the black smoke from the fire was actually poisonous. Ye Qinghe felt sore all over after taking a sip, and couldn't even stand up.

Seeing that the eyes became more and more blurred, the lid of the alchemy furnace was opened, and the face of the magic dragon appeared with its head tilted. After the lid of the furnace was closed, he stretched out his hand slowly, grasped the thing dropped by the magic dragon in his palm with difficulty, and looked down.

Then he smiled wryly.

It turned out to be a pepper.

This magic dragon is planning to really burn and eat him.

Ye Qinghe felt even more bitter in his heart, and he didn't know whether it would be better to be rubbed into a elixir, or to be boiled in soy sauce and steamed.

As time passed by, the temperature inside the alchemy furnace was getting higher and higher, and Ye Qinghe could even smell the roasted pepper that was thrown in by the magic dragon.

At this time, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the alchemy furnace, followed by the sound of a dragon roar and the sound of a weapon being unsheathed.

At this moment, Ye Qinghe couldn't tell whether he was awake or hallucinated. He had spent too many years in the illusion of the world, and he didn't even feel that his life was precious at this time, as if he died just like when he was thrown into the illusion. Opening your eyes is a rebirth.

But even so, he still had a little extravagant hope in his heart.

What is extravagant hope, Ye Qinghe didn't dare to think about it carefully, just holding on to such thoughts, gradually sinking into the increasingly hot temperature of the alchemy furnace...

He closed his eyes, waiting for his impending death.

However, the next moment, the lid of the alchemy furnace above the head was lifted, and someone stood outside and asked, "What are you still doing sitting here?"

The man's voice was a little out of the ordinary annoyance, and the strange tone made Ye Qinghe slightly stunned, struggling to raise his head with strength from nowhere, and glanced up.

With an unfamiliar expression on the familiar face, Han Shu frowned and looked at the sitting at the bottom of the stove. The moment their eyes met, both of them felt a little turmoil in their hearts.

Ye Qinghe was happy with a tinge of embarrassment, and Han Shu was a little bit of joy in his embarrassment.

The two just stared at each other silently, until Tao Tangtang interrupted the silence of the two of them: "Master, if you don't hurry up, your apprentice will be roasted. fire."

Three flavors are really hot.

These four words interrupted the two people's staring at each other, Han Shu hurriedly patted the wall of the alchemy furnace, and asked Ye Qinghe who was sitting inside: "Can you move?"

Ye Qinghe blinked lightly: "No."

Hanshu's good temper throughout his life was almost pierced by Ye Qinghe's light words, so he took a deep breath, calmed down, and leaned over to let Zhongya and Bu Sangyu put out the fire of the alchemy furnace first, and then rushed Ye Qinghe stretched out his hand: "Stand up and give me your hand."

The heat in the alchemy furnace dissipated, and Ye Qinghe's consciousness became a little clearer, but he was still powerless, so he could only sit at the bottom of the furnace and look at Han Shu with a smile.

Hanshu never knew that the alchemy furnace could be regarded as a natural chasm, and he couldn't even hug him when he was right in front of him.

Do you want him to jump down and hug him up from below?

As soon as this idea appeared in Han Shu's mind, he was taken aback. Not long ago, he would have such an idea.

Frightened by himself, Hanshu didn't dare to think about it any further, he quickly lowered his head, took out a pill from his waist pouch, and threw it into the alchemy furnace: "Eat it!"

The elixir just fell into Ye Qinghe's palm, Ye Qinghe lifted the elixir and put it in front of his eyes, and when he found out that it was the "Jelly Doudou" produced by Taishang Laojun, he laughed.

The "jelly beans" that he ate and played with in the past, did not expect to become his life-saving elixir now.

The old days, after all, are gone forever.

Ye Qinghe's smile gradually became bitter, and he didn't stop any longer, and put the elixir into his mouth.

Fortunately, it was produced by Tiantian Laojun. As soon as the elixir was entered, it melted in the mouth, and the cool feeling went down the throat. After a short time, Ye Qinghe felt that his body was much lighter. He raised his head and looked at Han. Shu finally propped himself up and stretched out his hand to him.

Han Shu held Ye Qinghe's hand.

However, in the next moment, a shrill female voice sounded from outside the dragon's lair: "Hehe, let me see, who is this that came to my demon world?"