Chapter 93 Where there is a cause, there is an effect
“Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill.”
“I refined three pills this time, and it’s still the same old rule.”
Huo Family With a faint smile, the figure had already arrived in the pool. He pulled open his plain white red robe and his burly body had many red lines. At this time, the surface of the pool water was transpiring with rays of light, and there was even more water vapor like fairy mist.
The two beautiful female cultivators also moved in the same way, but they wore tight-fitting thin gauze clothes, one on the left and one on the right beside the Huo family.
bite.
Dong.
Soon there was silk and bamboo orchestral music playing in the house.
In this elegant voice.
The three of them danced and made shadows, like cranes flying together, or like a male and female running with rabbits, sketching a beautiful picture above the mist-steaming pond.
Then it’s time for a cup of tea.
Shen Ping admired this kind of beautiful dance. It was both elegant and full of natural flavor, but he felt a little weird in his heart. He never thought that Huo Dajiu actually had such a hobby. He could dance in Dan It makes sense for everyone on the road to be this free and easy.
"Okay!"
"Huo's dancing skills are getting better and better!"
"Yes, they are really proficient!"
"I think in a few years, Master Huo can be called a master in this dance art!"
Manager Qu and many other foundation-building monks applauded.
It was just that Shen Ping noticed that they were staring at the dance moves as if they were trying to memorize them. The foundation-building monks had strong spiritual consciousness and had a photographic memory, but those rays of light were hindered, especially the diffuse fog. The dance moves appear and disappear, making it difficult to see clearly.
It didn’t take long.
The music disappeared.
Everyone Huo landed on the surface of the pool, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoists, who will come first?"
"I'll try it first!"
Shopkeeper Qu walked out directly, and no other monks followed. Its scramble.
A moment later.
Shopkeeper Qu imitated everyone’s dance skills, and they were quite similar.
The alchemy master sitting cross-legged on the futon showed satisfaction on his face, "Fellow Daoist Qu is becoming more and more proficient in this skill."
Then other monks also stepped forward to try it one by one.
Neither Shen Ping nor the new Zhen Keqing moved, and everyone in Huo didn't care either.
Until the beginning of Haishi.
The ownership of Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill has finally been found.
As expected, Shopkeeper Qu got one.
Leave the courtyard.
After saying goodbye to each other.
Shen Ping followed shopkeeper Qu and left Beiquan Lane.
“This Mr. Huo’s hobbies are indeed unique!”
Zhen Keqing said with emotion.
Shopkeeper Qu smiled and said, "It is precisely because of this pursuit of skills that we can achieve this in elixirs. Master Shen Fu should know better than me in this regard."
< br>Shen Ping said hurriedly, "I'm familiar with the skills, but Huo's concentration is stronger than mine."
Shopkeeper Qu nodded and said casually, "If Master Shen Fu wants to visit in the future, you can come directly. , I will notify you then.”
“Thank you, Senior Qu”
It is not difficult for Shen Ping to appreciate this kind of dance, and it is worth it to buy Xuezhi pills easily, so he asked, "I wonder how long it took Mr. Huo to refine such pills?"
"It can be refined in as little as two months or as short as one month."
"Master Shen Fu, you have no need for Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill now. You will know about this pill after you build the foundation." There are endless mysteries, and it has a auxiliary effect on the cultivation of foundation-building monks. This is also the unique aspect of the Huo family's alchemy."
"You may try it in dance in the future."
After bidding farewell to Shopkeeper Qu.
Shen Ping shook his head and smiled. He was not interested in dancing at all.
Back to the Huiquan Lane courtyard.
The wives and concubines were all admiring the moonlight in the courtyard.
“Husband!”
Wang Yun trotted forward and hugged Shen Ping.
Bai Yuying also came over. She took a sniff and said with a smile, "My husband smells so good and smells like a woman. Isn't he going to Miaoxian Tower?"
Miaoxian Tower is in Qing Dynasty. It is quite famous in Yangcheng. The female cultivators there are extremely talented and honest. They are much better than Tianyin Pavilion in Yunshanfang.
Shen Ping pinched Bai Yuying's cheek skillfully, "Ying'er, please don't accuse your husband unjustly. He just visited an alchemist."
Wang Yun said, "Husband hasn't eaten yet. Come on, I'll do it."
In a while. A table full of delicacies, delicious and delicious, is placed in the hall.
After sitting down.
The wives and concubines sat down one after another.
Looking at this happy scene, Shen Ping suddenly said with emotion, "It's great to have you."
No matter poor or rich.
On the immortal road to immortality, I have this companionship.
At least at this moment.
He was satisfied...
"Eat!"
The crystal light shone through the hall and reflected a touch of warmth in the small courtyard, and there was a bit of laughter under the moonlight. .
...
Under the same night sky.
Yunshanfang.
Dead silence.
There are no lights in the houses in the alleys, and the blood that envelopes them becomes more and more alluring. And this once prosperous and bustling monks' market now seems to be an empty shell, with the casual cultivators still here. , spent every day in despair, they did not dare to go to the Shiwan Mountain like other casual cultivators, they could only hide in the house and wait for the arrival of life and death.
Various monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were affected by the bloody formation and became restless.
Wow.
At this time.
The pale robed figure is hanging in the air.
The bloody scroll suddenly floated out of his sleeves.
Buzz~
The blood array suddenly flashed crazily, and bursts of blood energy spread quickly like ripples. From Yunshanfang, Chenjiafang City, Yunshan Swamp to Shiwanda Mountain, all the blood seemed to come alive. Desire wants to devour everything.
The blood crocodile ancestor remains deep in the cave.
Chunmanyuan Nascent Soul cultivator looked up and seemed to feel something, "How long does this old guy think he can endure... Now that the bloody formation is fully activated, we should leave!"
Others Behind them, all the monks in Chunmanyuan, including Matchmaker Zeng, all breathed a sigh of relief under their masks. They were on tenterhooks these days.
Now I can finally leave this hellish place!
Chi.
A token suddenly appeared in the palm of this Yuanying monk.
The token emits orange fluorescence.
With the infusion of majestic mana.
The orange light of the token suddenly bloomed, and waves of overwhelming power shot straight into the sky along with the orange light.
The gray hair is gone.
The Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect looked into the depths of the Yunshan swamp with indifferent eyes, "These rats in Chunman Garden, do you really think I can't do anything to you!"
As he spoke, .
The bloody palm prints condensed in an instant and slammed towards the position of the orange light pillar.
Bang!
The power of the ancient psychic treasure hit the light pillar hard, but the orange light pillar was not affected at all, and figures appeared in the light pillar.
“Hahaha, old man from Jinyang, don’t think that you can act unscrupulously just because you have the ancient psychic treasure of the Blood Crocodile Ancestor. I’ll see you in Chunmanyuan later... By the way, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. , Blood Crocodile Ancestor provoked Xizong Buddhism back then!”
“I wish you good luck!”
As the voice came out, the orange beam of light passed through the bloody formation and disappeared into the sky.
The face of the Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect instantly turned terrifyingly gloomy.
It seems like I sensed something.
His eyes glanced sideways to the west.
I saw a little bit of gold blooming slowly at the end of the bloody darkness.
Next.
The sound of wooden fish sounded from all directions in his ears, and a large number of chanting sounds gathered in his ears. The sounds of Buddha were mixed in, getting louder and louder.
Boom!
The entire bloody formation trembled violently.
The coquettish blood that came back to life seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, shrinking rapidly.
At this time.
The golden color of the western sky gradually condensed into a Buddha statue.
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
The Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect's eyes were like crazy, "Damn Chunmanyuan!"
At this moment.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and disappeared in a bloody flash of light.
(End of this chapter)