Chapter 10 Chapter 10: Cultivation is to live longer. …
When Qin Zhou came out of the alchemy room, several people had been tied up together by Wen Jue and were lying on their backs in the yard.
Qin Zhou, who just wanted to come out to find some water to drink, saw this scene: "..."
"Qin Zhou, you are here!" Zhang Heming glanced at Qin Zhou and immediately shouted loudly.
Qin Zhou glanced at him and asked, "Master Zhang, why are you still in Pingcheng?"
Zhang Heming's face changed, as if he had swallowed a fly.
He could never have imagined that Qin Zhou really had someone to help him. Seeing the blue-clothed cultivator being captured by the white-clothed immortal and brought into the yard without any resistance, Zhang Heming knew that he could not deal with Qin Zhou.
Zhang Heming clenched his fists, not understanding why he lost to Qin Zhou.
He clearly should have a better future than Qin Zhou.
But the noble man stood on Qinzhou's side...
Qin Zhou knew what Zhang Heming was thinking when he saw his expression, and he only said one sentence: "Greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant."
If the Zhang family had not been greedy, they would never have reached this point.
"You...!" Zhang Heming's eyes turned red from choking.
Wen Jue was still standing aside, watching with his arms folded, as if expecting something exciting.
Qin Zhou took a look. Among so many people, he only knew Zhang Heming. It should be nothing for him.
Turning around, Qin Zhou wanted to go back to the alchemy room.
Wen Jue:? ?
"Where are you going? You're not going to solve your problem?" Wen Jue cast a spell over, and Qin Zhou's feet could not move.
Qin Zhou: "You were the one who let him in."
Wen Jue: “I…”
Wen Jue pointed at the blue-clothed cultivators and said, "I don't know which small sect's disciples are helping the Zhang family refine pills. They lost the pills and came to cause trouble for you."
The three green-robed cultivators who were being pointed at were stunned and blushed.
They wanted to at first... But now they didn't have the slightest intention of causing trouble. The white-robed cultivator in front of them was not someone they could deal with.
"If you don't agree, they can't come in." Qin Zhou emphasized the role of the barrier.
"Can you stay in the village forever?" Wen Jue couldn't help but ask.
Qin Zhou: "I can get stronger and then go out."
Wen Jue laughed angrily: "Then does that count as me meddling in other people's business?" That damn kid!
Qin Zhou thought about it and sighed: "Thank you."
Wen Jue: “…”
Is that a thank you he wants?
He just wants to watch the fun, why is it so difficult!
"Are you the reincarnation of a bodhisattva? They've come to your doorstep, and you don't want to beat them up?" Wen Jue asked, "You're at the second level of Qi Refining now, so it shouldn't be difficult for you to deal with these people, right?"
Qi Refining Stage 2? Zhang Heming's pupils shrank. How could Qin Zhou be at Qi Refining Stage 2?
"It's difficult." Qin Zhou said seriously.
"I can only deal with that one." He pointed at Jin Ming, who looked the youngest among the three.
Jin Ming glared at him coldly, "I'm an alchemist."
"Yeah, me too." Qin Zhou nodded.
Jin Ming took a second to react, then came back to his senses, and his voice rose involuntarily: "Are you the alchemist who made pills for the Qin family?"
Qin Zhou: “Yes.”
"You...are you lying to me?" Jin Ming couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe that the 'master' who could refine precious elixirs would be the man in front of him who only had the 'second stage of Qi Refining'.
Qin Zhou didn't answer. It didn't matter whether Jin Ming believed it or not.
Wen Jue nodded to himself and said, "Yes, this is how it should be, only then it will be lively."
Qin Zhou looked at Wen Jue, with a hint of helplessness between his brows. Lord Immortal, didn't you say that you don't like to watch the fun?
Wen Jue coughed lightly and said, "Then go back. I'll deal with everyone."
The three of them, including Zhang Heming, raised their heads abruptly when they heard the word "deal with".
How to deal with it?
"What are you looking at? You came into my village and saw things that you shouldn't have seen. Do you think you can get out alive?" Wen Jue seemed to have heard something funny, and his voice suddenly became low, completely different from when he was talking to Qin Zhou just now.
Several people stood there in shock. They all understood that Wen Jue was not joking.
With his unfathomable strength, there was no way that several people could leave here alive.
Not to mention Zhang Heming, even several green-robed cultivators turned pale.
"Senior, we have no ill intentions. The three of us are disciples of Medicine Valley. My two junior brothers, one is proficient in the art of Qianji and the other is proficient in alchemy. They are not useless. Please show mercy, senior!"
It was ridiculous to call it a threat. They hoped that Wen Jue could recognize the elder and leader of their Medicine Valley and spare them this time for their sake.
Wen Jue looked puzzled, "Medicine Valley? Never heard of it."
At this point, the three of them gradually became desperate.
If even the master is useless...
Unexpectedly, Wen Jue changed the subject and said, "Judging from the name of your sect, you should have a lot of good things. If you want to live, bring something to exchange."
"Yes!" The green-robed cultivator immediately took off his Qiankun bag and offered it to him, "Please choose it yourself."
Jin Mingning and looked at each other and took out their own Qiankun bags.
Only Zhang Heming looked around and didn't know what to do. He swallowed and said, "The Zhang family still has some alchemy materials. I wonder if you would like them..."
Wen Jue threw it to Qin Zhou without even looking at it.
"pick."
Qin Zhou: “…”
Wen Xianjun is really lazy. Qin Zhouxin sighed, opened the Qiankun bag and began to search.
Don’t mention it, Qin Zhou actually found some things.
"Heart-Concentrating Wood." Qin Zhou took out a small section of the spiritual wood that was as long as a finger, "It is very useful for resting the soul."
When Jin Ming saw the small piece of wood in his hand, his heart sank.
That was the gift from his master, the rare Ningxin wood, and also a precious material for alchemy. Although he knew the effect of Ningxin wood, Jin Ming never dared to use it to make alchemy.
After all, it's just a small section.
But I never expected that one day I would have to hand over this treasure in order to save my life.
No... Compared to losing the treasure, what he found more difficult to accept was that Qin Zhou in front of him was actually a "master". He recognized the Ningxin Wood and could even tell its effects.
He didn't lie to himself just now. He is also an alchemist.
An alchemist who is as young as himself but more talented.
The arrogance in Jin Ming's eyes was like the ashes on the candlestick, which was lightly wiped away by the wet handkerchief.
At this moment, Wen Jue said, "What good thing is that?"
Obviously, Wen Jue knew about the Ningxin Wood and thought it was not worth mentioning.
Qin Zhou: "They are just disciples of a small sect."
As for the truly good stuff, they probably haven’t even seen it, let alone have it.
"Why are you still speaking for them when I help you solve the problem?" Wen Jue wondered.
"You just want to watch the fun." Qin Zhou ruthlessly exposed him, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his Qiankun bag, "I'll solve this problem myself."
After that, he poured out the pills in the porcelain bottle, a total of five pills. Three cultivators and Zhang Heming, master and servant, just right.
"Swallow it and you will live. Do you want to swallow it?" Qin Zhou came in front of the people and said.
"Swallow." Zhang Heming was the first to nod.
The guy nodded randomly, "Eat the small one, too."
Qin Zhou stuffed it into their mouths without hesitation.
He turned around and asked the three people, "What about you?"
The other two nodded without hesitation. Only Jin Ming asked hesitantly, "What kind of medicine is this?"
Qin Zhou didn't want to explain at first, but when he saw Wen Jue looking over, he said, "Take the memory pill. After you take it, all your memories within an hour will disappear."
Naturally, I no longer remember any memories of this courtyard.
Jin Ming: "I have never heard of this kind of medicine..."
"I made it." Qin Zhou said nothing more and stuffed one into each person's mouth.
Wen Jue approached Qin Zhou and asked curiously, "You still have this kind of thing."
Qin Zhou glanced at him and said, "Isn't this your purpose?"
Want to find out his secret.
Wen Jue: “…”
Wen Jue didn’t, and Wen Jue didn’t admit it.
"...Then can I throw them out now?" Wen Jue asked.
"Yeah." Qin Zhou planned to go back to the alchemy room.
"Qin Zhou."
"Um?"
"If I wasn't here today, they would definitely cause trouble for you. Are you just letting them go?" Wen Jue was unsure, so he asked again. He didn't understand. Repaying evil with kindness?
If Qin Zhou is like this, then the largest lotus seat in the Thousand Buddha Hall should be allowed to sit on by Qin Zhou.
Repay evil with kindness? He really wasn't that kind of person.
Qin Zhou heard this, paused, and said: "That medicine is only a little more painful than the marrow cleansing pill."
Wen Jue shuddered: "..."
Underestimate him.
This boy is quite vicious.
The memory-erasing pill can wash away memories deep within the soul. Even if one's soul is searched, it is absolutely impossible to find even a single memory.
The remnants in Qin Zhou’s Qiankun bag.
A truly top-grade elixir.
Unfortunately, he retired from the entertainment industry before the book was published.
…
"You seem to be very good at making pills." After leaving everyone down the mountain, Wen Jue returned to the yard in an instant.
Qin Zhou was sorting out the Qiankun bags left by the three people. Fortunately, he found a lot of things in them that Qin Zhou could use with his current level of cultivation, especially Jin Ming's Qiankun bag, which was almost full of elixir materials.
"Um."
"Before you took over Young Master Qin's body, were you a master of alchemy? I know a lot of people who can make alchemy. Who is your master? Maybe I know your master." Wen Jue's tone was casual, as if he was just asking casually.
Qin Zhou also answered honestly: "I don't have a master."
"No master either?"
"Um."
Wen Jue sneered, knowing that this kid was not telling the truth. If this kid had nothing to do with that old man, he would twist his head off!
Qin Zhou couldn't see Wen Jue's expression, but he knew that Wen Jue wanted to know his secret and why he was not blocked by the barrier.
Let him be.
He wasn't going to tell it anyway.
"The one on your head..." After hesitating for a while, Qin Zhou still talked about the bright moon reflecting the snow, "The hairpin is very beautiful."
Wen Jue was startled, and raised his hand to lightly touch the hairpin in the room.
"Was it given to you by someone else?" Qin Zhou asked.
Coming back to his senses, Wen Jue leaned on a chair in the yard and asked, "Are you curious?"
“It is not ordinary.”
"Indeed not."
"That……"
"Oh, you want to know where it came from? It's been so long that I have forgotten it. I guess it was taken from some monk who was killed."
He lied.
Qin Zhou knew in his heart that Wen Jue said this on purpose. He wanted to know about him, but Qin Zhou didn't want to tell him. So, Wen Jue also lied to him about the moon reflecting the snow.
Same here.
Also...there is still a long way to go.
"I'm going to make the elixir." After saying hello, Qin Zhou walked straight towards the alchemy room.
Refining again? Wen Jue was a little speechless, "You are working so hard to improve your cultivation. Is there someone chasing you?"
Qin Zhou turned around and replied, "Working hard to improve your cultivation is to live longer."
Wen Jue couldn't empathize. He had lived long enough. "What happens after you live long enough?"
"Find a Taoist companion."
Wen Jue:?
When Wen Jue looked up from his astonishment, Qin Zhou had already entered the alchemy room.
“…It seems that what you said is correct.”
This long and endless life would be boring to death if I didn’t find a companion.
For example, he is like this now.
Well, he was bored, so he went to find something to do.
Anyway, his soul hasn't been forcibly sent back to the upper world yet, so he might as well go for a stroll in Pingcheng.
At the same time, he took back the elixir materials that Zhang Heming promised.
This is the price of letting him live, there is no reason not to accept it.
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