Chapter 45 Master Minglu
Yu Chunyuan smiled and said, "That's easy. Find an alchemist in the Kaiguang period, and have a competition between you two to see who can make a better pill. This will be fair and will also show Miss Fu's level. I believe Miss Fu will definitely not lose."
Fu Ning raised his eyebrows, "Okay, find an alchemist and I'll compete with him."
The system said in her head: "Boss, this is too easy. You are in the Golden Core Stage now, why don't you just beat me?"
Fu Ning sneered, "I guess this idiot is planning to do something."
The monks who participated in the competition returned to the Cultivation Association one after another. Yu Chunyuan asked loudly, "Among the monks present, are there any alchemists in the opening period?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered. Yu Chunyuan was surprised and asked, "No?"
Zhao Hong raised the notebook in his hand and said, "According to the information I registered, in addition to Elder Zhou, our Xiuzhen Association only has one alchemist, Fu Ning."
"Ah..." Yu Chunyuan sighed, "It seems that my suggestion is not feasible."
At this time, an unfamiliar monk timidly raised his hand and said, "When I went to Yongzhou for further study last year, I met an alchemist who was in the opening period. I wonder if I can help him."
Yu Chunyuan asked happily: "What's his name?"
The young monk gave a very common name. Yu Chunyuan asked Elder Zhou, "Can I borrow the baby spoon from the Cultivation Association?"
The baby spoon is a spiritual bird used by cultivators to transmit messages. Every cultivation society in the human world has one or more baby spoons to facilitate communication between the various cultivation societies.
Mr. Zhou hesitated for a moment. He felt that this was a bit troublesome, but he was also curious about whether Fu Ning had real skills. Finally, he said, "Okay, write a letter and send it to Yongzhou."
Yu Chunyuan nodded and said to everyone, "If this Yongzhou monk agrees, we can have the competition here at the same time a week later. Miss Fu, do you have any objection?"
Fu Ning crossed her arms and said as if the whole thing had nothing to do with her: "I have no objection."
The system said, "Boss, the more I look at this, the more I feel something is wrong. Could this cultivator from Yongzhou be arranged by Yu Chunyuan?"
Fu Ning said softly, "Judging from his hypocritical expression just now, this Tian Ke is most likely his man."
But no matter who it was, she didn't take it seriously.
Yu Chunyuan said again: "Miss Fu, should we leave the teleportation stone in the Cultivation Association? Of course, we are not afraid that you will run away, but just in case."
So there is such a plan. Fu Ning raised his lips and said, "I exchanged the teleportation stone for a spiritual tool. No matter how much you don't accept it, this is the competition rule. Are you questioning the competition system of our Quzhou Cultivation Association?"
When the Quzhou monk heard this, he looked at Yu Chunyuan with a complicated look. After all, he was a person from another state. Not only did he come to grab a spot, but he also made comments on the competition system, which could easily arouse everyone's disgust.
Yu Chunyuan quickly realized it, and he explained: "Of course I didn't mean that, I just..."
Fu Ning interrupted, "If you're afraid that I'll run away, send someone to guard the teleportation array."
There are only three teleportation points for the entire human world to go to the world of immortals, and the closest one to Quzhou is in Cheng'an Prefecture, Chengzhou.
Elder Zhou frowned and said, "Friend Yu, Xiao Fu is not the kind of person who would flee from a battle. You are worrying too much."
Yu Chunyuan felt the impatient looks from everyone, and finally tried his best to hide his unfriendly tone and said to Fu Ning: "See you in a week, Miss Fu."
Fu Ning smiled and said, "See you in a week."
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When Fu Ning returned to the inn room, Yan Qu and Shen Qingning were gone, leaving only Song Jinghe lying on the bed reading a book.
When he saw Fu Ning coming in, he put down the book and looked at her carefully. She had the energy to sew stitches for herself and go to the Xiuzhen Club. It seemed that nothing was wrong, but he was still worried and confirmed again, "Are you okay?"
Fu Ning turned him around and said, "I'm fine. I ran fast at the time and was not hit by the thunder bomb. But you, does your leg still hurt?"
Song Jinghe frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head slightly.
Fu Ning saw that he didn't care much and got a little angry. "Your legs haven't fully recovered yet and I'm letting you abuse them like this. Do you want to be a cripple?"
Song Jinghe's eyes were filled with laughter. Seeing his improper attitude and his playful smile, Fu Ning became even angrier. She came to the table, felt the teapot and found it was hot, poured herself a cup and drank it to relieve her anger, "I don't want a crippled husband."
Song Jinghe's smile spread to the corners of his mouth, and he said firmly: "Xiao Shuang, you are worried about me."
Fu Ning's eyebrows trembled and asked, "Would you like some water?"
Song Jinghe nodded. She poured a glass for each of them, handed it to him, and sat down on the bed. "Where's your fiancée? She was holding your hand just now, why is she running away now?"
Song Jinghe took a sip of water and stared at Fu Ning, "I will cancel the engagement with her."
Fu Ning wanted to say that he didn't care about this and just wanted to change the subject, but he saw Song Jinghe's dark eyes glowing softly, and he said, "Xiao Shuang, how about we have a wedding in the cultivation world?"
Fu Ning put on an extremely surprised look on his face and hugged Song Jinghe, "Xiao Jing, are you really willing to marry me in the cultivation world?
In fact, she laughed wildly in her heart three times and said to the system: "Well, what did I say? I said that I want him to acknowledge me as his wife in the cultivation world, right?"
The system was tired of praising him, "Boss, you are still the best."
Song Jinghe's head rested on her shoulder, and Fu Ning felt his chin nod, "I want to take you to meet my family and show you where I grew up."
The system whispered in Fu Ning's ear: "Boss, the villain has completely fallen under your spell."
Fu Ning had a wicked smile on his face, "Let's try again."
She left Song Jinghe's arms and pretended to be annoyed and said, "Xiao Jing, there is one thing I want to break my promise on."
"What's up?"
Fu Ning took out the teleportation stone from his bag and said, "I promised you before that I would take you to the world of cultivation after I got the teleportation stone, but I promised Sun Huchang in Jinshan that I would take him to the world of cultivation."
Song Jinghe's expression turned cold. "Xiao Shuang, you promised me first. Everything has a first come first served principle."
Fu Ning tilted his head, "But I needed his help in Jinshan, so I promised him. I can't go back on my word after using him."
Song Jinghe pursed his lips, and Fu Ning said, "Why don't you go back with Shen Qingning and the others? She should have come to Quzhou to find you."
She continued to deceive him, "Hu Zi told me that he would die if he failed to go to the world of cultivation. I agreed to it just to let him meet Yin Huayue. You also know how deep the relationship between the two of them is. If I don't agree, it would seem that I am unkind."
Song Jinghe sighed, "So, Xiaoshuang, you're going to sacrifice your promise to me?"
Fu Ning smiled and said, "We are just friends. You shouldn't mind, right?"
Song Jinghe lowered his eyes, covering his dark eyes so that no one could tell his emotions, but his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
When Fu Ning thought he was going to act pitiful again, he heard him say helplessly: "I can't help but mind."
"So you don't agree?"
He raised his eyes, and Fu Ning's shadow was reflected in his eyes. "But I think I can only pretend that I don't mind."
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"Master Minglu, my son has great ambitions in alchemy and is quite clever. Can you spare some time to teach him?"
Wang Minglu stroked his beard. He had originally gone to the governor to get some information just because the daughter of the Shen family had appeared in Yingzhou. But this governor wanted to keep him for dinner, and he happened to be hungry, so he stayed. As a result, he only talked about his son during the whole meal, which spoiled his mood.
He recalled what the old man from the Shen family had said to him, "Qingning is the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord, the hope of the future Immortal Mountain. As the Immortal Lord's disciple, you should shoulder the responsibility of disciplining her and not stand aside."
He replied with his nose turned upside down: "What a joke! How can one discipline his own master?" Old Man Shen was so angry that his face turned green. It's funny to think about it.
But he was actually very reluctant to regard Shen Qingning as the reincarnation of his master.
He just thought that those witches were good at nothing but farts. How could it be possible that the reincarnation of his master had almost no talent for alchemy and almost blew up the alchemy furnace?
"Master Minglu?" The governor of Yingzhou looked at the high-ranking alchemist who was in a daze at the dinner table. He ignored him and only dared to call him in a low voice. If this master had not come to the human world to look for someone, he was afraid that he would never come into contact with such a person in his life. He felt fear from the soul whenever he was around him.
"Ah?" Wang Minglu came back to his senses and said impatiently, "I know. I can't teach just any cat or dog. You have to have some skills to do it."
The governor of Yingzhou was not angry when he heard such derogatory words. Instead, he said happily: "Please do me the honor of seeing my alchemy skills."
After finishing the meal, Wang Minglu felt that it was tasteless. He planned to just watch his son's alchemy skills and then go out to find another meal.
"Master, please come in."
Under the guidance of the Jiedushi, Wang Minglu walked into the alchemy room in his mansion and looked around. The furnishings were quite exquisite, which was enough for the cultivators in the human world.
A young man was making elixir in front of an alchemy furnace and was surprised to see his father coming in with a stranger.
"Father, why are you here?"
The governor of Yingzhou said, "This is Master Minglu from the cultivation world. Come and meet the master."
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master Minglu?"
He immediately dropped the pill in his hand, bowed deeply to Wang Minglu and said, "Junior Yu Chunqian greets you, Senior."
Wang Minglu nodded slightly and gave Yu Chunqian a cross in his mind. When refining the elixir, full concentration is required. An alchemist who casually drops the elixir he has refined will not achieve anything.
He walked a few steps and casually looked at the pills he was refining. "Why are you refining the sixth-grade Guling Pill? With your cultivation level, refining a seventh or eighth-grade pill shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Junior...Junior just wants to lay a good foundation."
Wang Minglu obviously didn't believe his words, "Lay a good foundation. You're almost at the Nascent Soul stage and you're just thinking of laying a foundation?"
Even the governor of Yingzhou asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
Yu Chunqian lowered his head and rolled his eyes as he said, "My younger brother asked me to refine it for him. He said that he consumed too much spiritual energy in the competition and wanted to replenish it."
Wang Minglu was just trying to find an excuse to push the two away, so he casually asked, "What competition is he participating in?"
"...a competition of the Cultivation Association." Yu Chunqian said.
"How is it, have you chosen?"
The Yingzhou Jiedushi said, "No results have been announced yet."
Wang Minglu said, "That's not right. I heard the results came out yesterday."
The governor of Yingzhou looked unhappy, "My son participated in the competition in Quzhou."
"Oh." When Wang Minglu heard about Quzhou, he remembered that his apprentice Yan Qu mentioned Quzhou in his last letter to him. He didn't know what he was doing in Quzhou, so he said on impulse, "I'll help you deliver this pill."
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