Chapter 321 Half-Demon Fox's Black Moonlight Monk 22
Chen Xinran looked at Qiao Nangen's beard, which had been blown black by the furnace, and lowered his head guiltily, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
It turns out the furnace can't control the pressure and is about to explode. In comparison, the iron pot is more practical; at most, the bottom of the pot will be burned through.
Fortunately, she didn't buy that 3,000-plus alchemy furnace, saving herself a lot of spirit stones. Yeah, yeah, God bless you!
Qiao Nangen circled around Chen Xinran and said through gritted teeth, "Wu Qingge, you're really great!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Feiping and said seriously: "From now on, you take her with you and try not to let her appear in front of me!"
Qiao Nangen shook his sleeves and left angrily.
Is it because Heaven saw that he lived too comfortably when he was young that it sent Shen Xinran to anger him to death when he was old?
Yuan Feiping nodded, "Okay."
After saying that, he looked at Shen Xinran and comforted her: "Junior sister, Master is just like this. Don't be sad. I will take you with me in the future."
Shen Xinran nodded and smiled faintly: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"Hmm..." Yuan Feiping wanted to say something, but couldn't, and his face turned red because of holding it in.
Seeing this, Shen Xinran took the initiative to speak: "Brother, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly, I won't be angry."
Yuan Feiping took a deep breath and said with a red face: "Well...you are a bit too much to use an iron pot to make the elixir."
Shen Xinran: “…”
Before Qiao Nangen accepted Shen Xinran as his disciple, he had three other disciples. The eldest disciple, Jiang Deqing, gave Shen Xinran a whip that could change lengths as a gift upon seeing her.
The second senior sister went out to gain experience with her friends and has not returned yet.
Yuan Feiping was the younger junior brother, but after Qiao Nangen accepted Shen Xin, Yuan Feiping became the third senior brother and Shen Xinran became the younger junior sister.
Shen Xinran's residence on the eleventh peak was right next to Yuan Feiping. She no longer needed to water the medicinal fields; she only needed to refine a certain amount of medicinal pills every month and submit them to the sect.
Chen Xinran strictly abides by the eight-hour work system, refuses to be involuted, never works overtime, and safeguards the legitimate rights and interests of cultivators, starting with me!
She also made a timetable for herself:
Get up at eight in the morning, practice for two hours, refine the elixir for two hours, and then you can have lunch.
After getting up from a nap, I practiced alchemy for two hours, read for two hours, studied until six o'clock, and then started to eat dinner.
That morning, Shen Xinran received another letter from Wu Hongyuan. There was only one sentence in the letter, asking her to go back quickly.
Shen Xinran could only find Yuan Feiping and asked, "Brother, I want to ask for a day off to go down the mountain. Who should I contact?"
Yuan Feiping was about to go to the alchemy room to make the elixir. He frowned and said, "Just tell Master."
Shen Xinran blinked, "But didn't Master tell me to try not to appear in front of him?"
Yuan Feiping: "...Then I'll go and help you speak!"
Yuan Feiping told Qiao Nangen that Shen Xinran needed to ask for leave, "Master, Junior Sister wants to ask for leave to go down the mountain."
Qiao Nangen nodded without thinking, and took out a token, "Let her go down the mountain, so she won't be bothered by others on the mountain!"
Shen Xinran thus obtained a token, allowing her to enter and exit the sect freely. Before she left, she deliberately glanced at the male protagonist, only to see him lying by the window, lazily basking in the sun.
For some reason, she had a sinister feeling in her heart. What if she took the hero down the mountain with her? But this time, she might have to walk down, and it would be very tiring to carry the hero. So, forget it!
Shen Xinran left alone. What she didn't know was that in the next three years, she would deeply regret her decision. Why didn't she take the male lead with her?
After arriving at the sect gate, Shen Xinran didn't go down the mountain directly, but waited at the sect gate. After waiting for half an hour, she finally saw a man holding a long sword. She trotted forward and asked with a smile, "Brother, are you going down the mountain?"
The man was Li Yizhi's eldest disciple Yang Qingyi. His gaze paused on Shen Xinran, then he nodded.
Shen Xinran grinned, "I also want to go down the mountain, Senior Brother, can you let me have a sword?"
Yang Qingyi frowned, "You don't know how to fly a sword?"
Shen Xinran smiled shyly, "I'm a medical practitioner."
Yang Qingyi was still puzzled, his brows furrowed. "But in the Tianjian Sect, isn't flying a sword the most basic thing?"
Shen Xinran could only look at Yang Qingyi pitifully. Yang Qingyi's heart softened instantly, and he nodded, "Okay, come up!"
Although Shen Xinran waited at the sect gate for half an hour, she managed to catch the Shunfeng Sword and reached the foot of the mountain at just before the Si hour. However, if she had walked down the mountain on her own, she would probably only be halfway there by now.
After Shen Xinran said goodbye to Yang Qingyi, he went to the jewelry store, only to see that the door of the jewelry store was full of people.
"Boss, give me a hairpin!"
"I want a belt!"
"I want a ring."
Song Liheng: "What style do you want?"
Guests: “Any style!”
Shen Xinran frowned slightly. What was going on? The last time she came back, Song Liheng was still complaining to her about the poor business!
Shen Xinran really wanted to go forward and take a look, but as soon as she approached, she was pushed away, "Can't you see there's a queue? Go to the back!"
Shen Xinran: “…”
Why is it so difficult to go home now?
Not long after, Wu Hongyuan closed the shop door with his fat body and said, "Today's stock is sold out. Please come back early tomorrow."
Shen Xinran finally had the chance to step forward. She knocked on the door, only to hear the first customer in line say, "It's useless. They only have a daily limit of fifty servings. No more."
Shen Xinran shouted into the house: "Dad, it's me."
After hearing Shen Xinran's voice, Wu Hongyuan quickly opened the door, stretched out his fat hand, and pulled Shen Xinran in.
This made the monks queuing outside the store look at each other in bewilderment. How could this be possible!
I don't know who shouted first: "Dad, it's me."
Then more and more monks began to shout, "Father, I am your long-lost son! Let me in!"
Some even started shouting, "Grandpa, I miss you so much!"
Shen Xinran in the store: "..."
Is the pressure in the cultivation world so great? Why do these cultivators seem to be mentally unstable?
Wu Hongyuan pulled Shen Xinran to the backyard and asked her, "Qingge, did you make those pills?"
Shen Xinran nodded, "Is there something wrong?"
Wu Hongyuan's eyes flashed with excited tears, and he shouted to the sky, "Dad, if you still have a spirit in the afterlife, you can rest in peace. Although I didn't give you a grandson, I gave you an eldest granddaughter with top-grade ice spirit roots, and a little granddaughter who is a genius alchemist. Our Wu family has made great progress in my generation!"
Shen Xinran: “…”
Well, her father seems to be even more mentally unstable.
Seeing Wu Hongyuan so excited that he couldn't get to the point for a long time, Song Liheng couldn't help but ask, "Qingge, the pills you gave us last time are almost sold out. Do you have any more?"
Shen Xinran nodded, then took out the storage bag and took out the pills he had made during this period.
Song Liheng took Shen Xinran's hand and returned to the room. She pulled out a box from under the bed. It was full of spirit stones. "Your father and I have already reserved some. These are for you."
Shen Xinran's eyes widened in surprise, "So many!"
Song Liheng explained with a smile: "Your elixirs are in short supply right now, and we've sold a lot of our jewelry along with them. Your father said he has to go back to Lingshuang City when he has time and bring back some more jewelry."
Shen Xinran squatted down, holding a handful of spirit stones in his hands, and smiled with his eyes curved. Hahaha, he suddenly became rich, and he is still a little uncomfortable.
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