Jiuhua Xianzong

After returning to Qingyang Mountain, he briefly explained to Mingjing, and Mo Bule began to retreat. This retreat lasted for another three full months. When he walked out of the wooden house again, his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. There is only a small gap between Qi Refining Great Perfection, and taking into account the schedule from Qingyang Mountain to Jiuhua Xianzong, it should be just enough for him to enter Qi Refining Great Perfection.

"Brother, have you left the customs?"

Mingjing came very timely, it was almost time for Mo Bule to leave the seclusion. When Mo Bule was about to make himself a cup of cloud and mist tea to relieve the hard work of the three-month seclusion, his voice sounded outside the wooden house.

"Ha, Junior Brother, you came just in time. Sit down and have some tea."

Put the tea leaves into the cup, pour ice water, Mo Bule holds the bottom of the cup, and turns it lightly in his hand, the real essence pours in, immediately brewing the tea leaves, bursts of fragrance instantly permeate the room.

Mingjing sat down, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and looked up again, seeing that Mo Bule's cultivation had improved a lot, his serious expression eased a lot.

"Eldest brother, get ready, we will set off to return to the sect tomorrow."

"Okay." Mo Bule nodded, feeling that the taste of the tea was a little weak, he grabbed another handful of tea leaves from the cup, and a more intense fragrance permeated the air.

Mingjing looked at him inexplicably, and said, "Senior brother, the tea leaves are too bitter."

"It's okay, I have a strong taste." Mo Bule smiled.

Well, it's a matter of personal taste, if it's not good to be clean, then I said nothing, put down the teacup, and said, "Brother, there is something I want to remind you first."

"what?"

"In the future, when we go out, even though we are disciples of the Immortal Sect, we must not bully others, but if we are bullied, we don't need to settle down. Not to mention one golden elixir, ten or eight nascent souls don't need to be taken seriously."

"Huh? Do you know about Yanshanfang?" Mo Bule smiled, "What a big deal. I didn't suffer. The one who suffers is others. There is no need to be reasonable. Take a step back and let the three-point wind be light and cloudless." , as long as you don’t lose Master’s face, nothing else matters. Besides, it’s better to rely on friends when you go out. Many friends are better than many enemies. Zheng Guanshan’s ability to achieve Jindan proves that he has good aptitude. Shameless enough, among the eighteen sects in Yanshanfang and the surrounding ones, he is considered a figure, and he may have great achievements in the future, why bother to offend him to death."

"Hmph, this is a typical mentality of the weak, senior brother, you have to understand that your status is different. With Master around, even though you are weaker in terms of cultivation, you are out-and-out strong in terms of status. The strong don't need to care about whether they will offend others, but others should consider whether they can offend you." Mingjing's face is full of hatred, the first disciple of Luoxia Palace must have the mentality of the first disciple And standards of conduct, what kind of amiable, but will be looked down upon.

Mingjing's requirements for Mo Bule have been lowered and lowered. He doesn't require Mo Bule to be as proud and powerful as a phoenix, but at least he must know how to walk sideways like a crab.

"Yes, yes, the younger brother taught you well, and I will definitely change it in the future." Mo Bule nodded vigorously, and added a handful of tea leaves to the cup.

Mingjing was frustrated and said: "Can you be more successful, I am your junior brother, you should teach me, not me to teach you."

"We brothers, who is following who?" Mo Bule smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

It's obviously just perfunctory, so I'm playing a rascal like this, okay?... Mingjing didn't even have the strength to complain, forget it, the senior brother stayed alone in Qingyang Mountain for more than a hundred years, and suffered a lot It's a bit difficult to expect him to learn to walk sideways like a crab in a short period of time, just teach him slowly along the way, don't rush for a while.

"Okay, senior brother, you should have a good rest today."

Mingjing got up and wanted to leave, walked to the door, suddenly inhaled slightly, turned around, said suspiciously: "The smell is not right."

"There's nothing wrong with it, I'd better not send my younger brother off." Mo Bule pushed him out, and then closed the door.

Mingjing was stunned for a while, walked a few steps, suddenly came to his senses, turned around and smashed the door with his palm, stepped into the room with one step, flicked his sleeves, a gust of wind swept away all the fragrance of tea leaves in the room, and then inhaled vigorously again In one breath, he looked furious and said, "How come there is the fragrance of the elixir? Senior brother, have you taken the elixir in the past three months?"

It's a dog's nose, how could it be so sensitive, a cup full of tea leaves could not cover up the fragrance... Mo Bule covered her face, and then said earnestly: "Junior brother, you want the horse to run again, but you don't want the horse to eat grass. ,this is not right……"

How could his cultivation improve so quickly in the past three months without using pills to take shortcuts.

Veins popped out of Mingjing's forehead, and his face was livid, he said: "Stop talking nonsense here, you don't know that you can't take pills, can you make people less annoying, if you don't see it all at once, you just break into this place for me Woe, how do you want me to explain to Master..."

He was so angry that he was almost going crazy, but fire is indispensable for refining elixirs, so elixirs must have a trace of fire properties when they are baked, no matter what other people eat, just a little bit of fire properties will be released in a week , but you are not happy with the fire poison in your body. No matter how little fire is contained in the elixir, it is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire. To eat a cup of tea, you can only use the real essence to brew the tea leaves, and you can't touch any sparks.The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Mingjing almost wanted to chop off the two people who followed Mobule to Yanshanfang that day, so he gave him such a big leak by skipping a single sentence.The problem is, when I reported it to him afterwards, I only talked about the bullshit shop owner, and didn't mention anything about Mo Bule's purchase of elixir. Pills.

Using elixirs to improve his cultivation, Mo Bule's doing so is tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst, and it will only increase the fire poison in his body. Once the water spirit energy he inhales cannot suppress the fire poison, the water spirit root he finally reshaped will be destroyed.

Mo Bule was spit on Mingjing's face, wiped his face helplessly, and said: "I'm not stupid, how could I not know the consequences, Ann, Ann, you are higher than me in terms of cultivation base, and in terms of understanding of pills, You haven't gotten started yet. In order to eliminate the fire property in the pill as much as possible, I specially asked someone to refine the three-turn Peiyuan Dan, and used the method of quenching to remove [-]% of the fire property in the pill, and the remaining I can hold on to your senior brother for such a small amount... In short, everything is for the master, and you don't want to see the master lose face, do you?"

Mingjing was blocked by his last words, she didn't say anything for a long while, and finally she waved her sleeves angrily, and said, "As you please... I'll take care of you..."

This time he really left without looking back, Mo Bule looked at the door broken by his slap, hesitating whether to fix it or not?Forget it, I'm leaving tomorrow, what else is there to fix, let's spend the night together.

"Master Uncle..."

I heard that when Mo Bule left the customs, the four true biography of Qingyang Mountain came to serve at the same time. Mo Bule waved his hand and drove back. He will leave tomorrow. For this night, he wants to be alone quietly. He has lived in the place for more than 100 years, and he is still a little bit reluctant to leave suddenly.

At the mouth of Icewind Dale, I sat quietly all night.

In the current Icewind Valley, there is only wind and no ice left. In the past three months, with the help of Peiyuan Pill, Mo Bule has accelerated the speed of absorbing water aura, and the water aura under the ice layer of Icewind Valley has been absorbed He sucked seven, seven, eight, eight, and the remaining two or three couldn't support the ice layer, and gradually melted away, and the ice water piled up to form a pond. Under the moonlight, it glowed with silver ripples, and it still looked very beautiful and peaceful. , It's just a pity that those planted Huangrui Yuxinlian can't grow anymore without the nourishment of the ice layer.If Icewind Valley wants to return to its original appearance, it will be impossible in ten or eight years, and Qingyang Mountain will lose a piece of income for this. Fortunately, Mobule has already made compensation in advance, otherwise he will feel uneasy again .

After seeing the master, return to Qingyang Mountain, you can consider raising fish in the ice water of the pond for a few years, at least don't waste the ten or eight years in vain.

Which fish is of high value and suitable for farming in ice water?Mo Bule thought about it all night, and before he left, he was already making plans for what to do when he came back.