Chapter 23 You Lied

Until Qin Shu left the Transmission Hall, she still hadn't figured it out. How could she dare to ask the senior brother to help her refine the elixir? What made her even more confused was that the senior brother actually agreed?

Qin Shu couldn't figure out Cheng Yan's train of thought, and neither did Cheng Yan himself.

He looked at the ten portions of medicinal materials for the Soul-Replenishing Pill in front of him and fell into deep thought.

These medicinal materials were not worth a few spiritual stones in total, and he promised to split them with her 30% to 70%...

Well, just consider it as helping his junior sister.

The next day, Cheng Yan didn't have to go to the Transmission Hall. He sat in the thatched cottage and thought for a long time, and finally decided to start refining the elixir.

"Oh? Senior brother also knows how to do the sect mission?" Wen Chi's voice was far and near.

Cheng Yan ignored him, and Wen Chi was bored, and gradually appeared in the courtyard.

He wrinkled his nose and said with a sigh, "It's really a nourishing elixir. Senior Brother, you have owed me the task of refining the elixir for sixty years. Since you are refining the elixir today, why don't you refine my share as well?"

Cheng Yan did not stop the action under his hands. He raised his hand and made a spell to cover the lid of the furnace, and then he casually said, "Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scroll came towards him. He raised his hand to catch it, and heard Wen Chi say, "You will lead the trial of the disciples in the second half of the year. This is the list of the scroll. The names of the disciples who meet the conditions will be qualified to enter."

Cheng Yan threw it back with his backhand, "No."

Wen Chi's figure disappeared again, and his voice was still echoing in the air, "Master has ordered that if you don't go, go and tell Master yourself.

A golden light flashed between Cheng Yan's eyebrows, and in just a moment, the scroll stopped in front of him.

He frowned slightly and thought for a while. After a moment, he raised his hand to put the scroll away.

At the same time, the alchemy furnace in front of him also emitted a refreshing fragrance. He made a spell and opened the lid of the furnace. He threw out another jade bottle and put ten pills into it.

He refined ten furnaces in a row, and refined a total of one hundred pills, each of which was of the highest quality.

When he finished refining the pills, the sun outside had already risen above his head.

Cheng Yan squinted his eyes and thought for a long time. Why did he suddenly feel like he was under a spell? How could he be willing to waste an early morning to help a junior sister who had only met twice to refine pills?

Thinking of her Taoist nun hairstyle, her face was clearly afraid but pretending to be strong... Cheng Yan suddenly felt relieved, perhaps because she was different from other women.

Cheng Yan stood up and disappeared from the courtyard in a flash.

He appeared again in front of Lingxu Zhenren's cave.

"Master, disciple Cheng Yan wants to see you. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the cave's restrictions were opened.

Cheng Yan stood up and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Ling Xu Zhenren asked: "Master, I heard from Wen Chi that you are refining the elixir?"

Cheng Yan hummed lightly, Ling Xu glanced at him and asked: "Doing a mission?"

"Yes.

Ling Xu sneered, "Cheng Yan, you lied."

Cheng Yan did not deny it, "It is not considered a lie if you have an agreement with someone."

He was doing a mission, but it was not just his own mission.

Ling Xu became curious after hearing this, "Oh? Who has this ability?"

Cheng Yan did not satisfy his curiosity, but turned his wrist and took out the scroll.

"Master, please send someone else to lead the trial."

Ling Xu threw him out with his sleeve, "No way!"

In the blink of an eye, the stone door of the cave was closed.

Seeing this, Cheng Yan also knew that his master had made up his mind and he had to go to the trial this time.

The trial for new disciples is like a child playing house, which lasts for ten days. He can't do anything during these ten days, and can only wait for them to come out at the entrance.

Wen Chi didn't know where he came from. He looked at Cheng Yan with a look of frustration and was in a good mood.

"Brother, if you ask me, you are old now. You are only a little over a hundred years old, but you look like you are 1800 years old. Stay with these young disciples for a while, and you can also find some youthful vigor. When I think back to when I first entered the sect, you were so beautiful at that time, not as annoying as you are now."

Cheng Yan glanced at him, "It's better than some people crying when they leave home for the first time."

Wen Chi: "..."

He exploded directly, "Who is crying! I was given a tear gas by my cousin!"

Cheng Yan pulled the corner of his lips, showing a look of disbelief, and flew away directly.

Wen Chi was so angry that he followed him.

He had to figure out who Cheng Yan had agreed with to start refining pills, and the lowest-level one!

The next morning, as soon as the moon jumped down the hill, Qin Shu stopped practicing.

At this time, the spiritual energy in her dantian should be more condensed, and she also began to temper the governor channel, and wait until the tempering is complete before impacting the third level of Qi training.

She opened her eyes and used the spiritual energy she had cultivated all night to transform into wood spiritual energy to heal the little black snake on her wrist.

After consuming about 20% of the spiritual energy, Qin Shu stopped, jumped off the mat, opened the door of the wooden house and walked towards the power transmission hall.

When she arrived, Cheng Yan hadn't arrived yet.

She squatted on the ground and scribbled with a small branch, muttering softly.

He was already a bad guy for instigating Qin Mian to kill people, so why should she trust him? Isn't he being abandoned again? Maybe not only the elixir is gone, but also the herbs.

Her drawing skills are not good, and it is impossible to tell who the stick figures she drew are.

However, the pair of boots that suddenly appeared in front of her still scared her. She looked up at the man in front of her, her pupils shrank, and she quickly stood up and rubbed the man she had drawn with her feet.

Then she smiled awkwardly, "Brother, you are here."

Cheng Yan still had a gloomy face, "You don't believe me."

He said a statement, and Qin Shu's facial features were about to wrinkle.

Sure enough, this is a world of metaphysics, which is more effective than the later generations, so you must never talk about people behind their backs.

"No, it's just..."

She originally wanted to stammer and fool around, but she didn't expect Cheng Yan to have no intention of interrupting her at all. He just looked at her steadily and waited for her to finish.

Qin Shu's shoulders drooped down, and she lowered her head. The balls on her head looked a little wilted.

"Just because you didn't come, I thought you were just joking yesterday."

Cheng Yan raised his hand, and ten bottles of pills appeared in front of her.

"Keep it."

Qin Shu's eyes lit up, and she quickly opened one of the porcelain bottles to take a look. The pungent fragrance almost made her intoxicated.

Then she heard Cheng Yan continue: "Ten portions of herbs can make a total of 100 pills. Give 70 to the sect, and the rest will be divided between you and me 30-70, 9 for you and 21 for me."

This careful calculation made Qin Shu understand Cheng Yan.

The eldest brother of Xuantian Sect's Dan Sect? Is he short of a few pills?

It's just 21 pills of nourishing spirit. How can she, Qin Shu, be the kind of person who will refuse to pay later?