Chapter 93 Where there is a cause, there is a result

"Snow Ginseng Rain Dew Pill."

"I refined three this time, and the rules are still the same."

Mr. Huo smiled faintly as his figure arrived in the pool. He tore open his white robe to reveal his sturdy body with lines of dan. At this time, the surface of the pool water was steaming with a rosy glow, and there was also water vapor like fairy mist.

The two beautiful female cultivators also made the same move, except that they were wearing thin gauze clothes that fit tightly to their bodies, and they stood on the left and right of Mr. Huo.

bite.

Boom.

Soon, string and orchestra music was heard in the hut.

In this elegant sound.

The three of them danced with their shadows, as if they were cranes flying together, or a male and female rabbit running together, outlining a beautiful picture above the misty pool water.

Then a full cup of tea time.

Shen Ping admired this beautiful dance, which was both elegant and full of natural breath, but he felt a little strange in his heart. He never thought that Mr. Huo actually had such a hobby. It was reasonable for him to be so free and easy in the way of alchemy.

"good!"

"Mr. Huo's dancing skills are getting better and better!"

"Yes, it's perfect!"

"I think in a few years, Mr. Huo will be considered a master in this dance skill!"

Shopkeeper Qu and many other foundation-building monks clapped their hands in praise.

However, Shen Ping noticed that they were staring closely as if they wanted to memorize the dance moves. The Foundation Establishment cultivators had powerful spiritual awareness and could remember everything they saw, but the rays of light were an obstruction, especially the diffuse mist, which made the dance appear and disappear from time to time, making it difficult to see clearly.

Not long.

The music faded away.

Huo Dajia landed on the surface of the pool, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Who will go first, fellow Taoists?"

"I'll try it first!"

Shopkeeper Qu walked out directly, and the other monks did not compete with him.

After a while.

Shopkeeper Qu imitated Mr. Huo's dancing skills, and they were quite similar.

The alchemy master sitting cross-legged on the cushion showed satisfaction on his face, "Fellow Daoist Qu's skills are becoming more and more sophisticated."

Then other monks also came forward one by one to try.

Neither Shen Ping nor the new guest official Zhen moved, and Mr. Huo didn't care either.

Until the beginning of the hour of Hai.

The ownership of the Snow Ginseng and Rain Dew Pill has finally been determined.

As expected, Shopkeeper Qu got one.

Leave the courtyard.

After saying goodbye to each other.

Shen Ping followed Manager Qu and left Beiquan Lane.

"This Mr. Huo's hobby is indeed unique!"

Zhen Keqing sighed.

Shopkeeper Qu smiled and said, "It is because of this pursuit of skills that he can achieve such accomplishments in elixirs. Master Shen Fu should know more about this than we do."

Shen Ping said hurriedly, "You are only skilled in the art, but Mr. Huo's concentration is stronger than mine."

Shopkeeper Qu nodded and said casually, "If Master Shen Fu wants to visit you in the future, you can come directly. I will notify you then."

"Thank you, Senior Qu."

Appreciating this kind of dancing skill was not a difficult task for Shen Ping, and being able to easily purchase Xuezhi Pills was still worthwhile, so he asked, "I wonder how long it takes Mr. Huo to refine this kind of pill?"

"It can be refined in two months at most, or one month at least."

"Master Shen Fu, you don't need the Snow Ginseng Rain Dew Pill now. After you build your foundation, you will know that this pill has infinite mysteries. It has an auxiliary effect on the cultivation of foundation-building cultivators. This is also the uniqueness of the Huo family's alchemy."

"Maybe I can try dancing in the future."

After saying goodbye to Shopkeeper Qu.

Shen Ping smiled and shook his head in silence. He had no interest in dancing at all.

Return to the courtyard in Huiquan Lane.

The wives and concubines were all in the courtyard admiring the moonlight.

"Husband!"

Wang Yun trotted forward and hugged Shen Ping.

Bai Yuying also came over. She sniffed and laughed, "My husband smells so good, like a woman. Could he have gone to Miaoxian Tower?"

Miaoxian Tower is quite famous in Qingyang City. The female practitioners there are extremely talented and honest to everyone. It is much better than the Tianyin Pavilion which used to be in Yunshanfang.

Shen Ping pinched Bai Yuying's cheeks skillfully, "Ying'er, please don't wrongly accuse your husband. I just visited an alchemist."

Wang Yun said, "Husband, you haven't eaten yet, I'll make it."

After a while.

A table full of delicious food with good color, aroma and taste was 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."

Whether poor or rich.

On the immortal road towards immortality, you have this companionship.

At least at this moment.

He was satisfied...

"Have a meal!"

The crystal lights shining through the hall cast a faint warmth on the courtyard, and there were even some laughter under the moonlight.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

…

Under the same night sky.

Yunshanfang.

It was dead silent.

There was no light in the houses in the alleys, and the blood-red color was becoming more and more enchanting. This once prosperous and bustling cultivator market now seemed like an empty shell. The independent cultivators who remained here spent their days in despair. They did not dare to go into the Ten Thousand Mountains like other independent cultivators, and could only hide in the houses waiting for the arrival of life and death.

The various monsters in the Ten Thousand Mountains were affected by the blood-colored formation and became restless.

Wow.

At this time.

A pale robed figure was suspended in the air.

A scroll gleaming with blood suddenly floated out from his sleeves.

Buzz~ The blood-colored formation suddenly flashed wildly, and waves of blood-colored energy spread rapidly like ripples, from Yunshanfang, Chenjiafang City, Yunshan Swamp to Shiwanda Mountains. All the blood-colored things seemed to come alive and wanted to devour everything.

Deep in the cave where the Blood Crocodile Ancestor’s remains are located.

The Yuanying cultivator of Chun Manyuan looked up as if he had some feeling, "How long does this old guy think he can endure... Now that the bloody formation has been fully activated, it's time for us to leave!"

All the monks in Chunmanyuan behind him, including Zeng the matchmaker, breathed a sigh of relief beneath their masks. They had been living in fear these days.

Now I can finally leave this damn place !

A token suddenly appeared in the palm of this Nascent Soul cultivator.

The token emits orange fluorescence.

With the infusion of tremendous magic power.

The token suddenly burst into orange light, and bursts of tremendous power accompanied by the orange light rushed straight into the sky.

All the white hairs are gone.

The Jinyang Sect's Grand Elder looked at the depths of the Yunshan Swamp with an indifferent look in his eyes. "These rats in Chunman Garden, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Voice room.

The blood-colored palm print condensed in an instant and slammed towards the location of the orange light column.

Bang! The power of the ancient spiritual treasure hit the light column fiercely, but the orange light column was not affected at all, and figures appeared in the light column.

“Hahaha, old man Jinyang, don’t think that you can do whatever you want just because you have the ancient spiritual treasure of the Blood Crocodile Patriarch. I’ll see you later in Chun Manyuan… Oh, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. The Blood Crocodile Patriarch provoked the Western Sect of Buddhism!”

"Good luck!"

As the voice was heard, the orange beam of light passed through the blood-colored formation and disappeared into the sky.

The face of the Jinyang Sect's Grand Elder suddenly became terrifyingly gloomy.

Seems to have sensed something.

He glanced sideways toward the west.

At the end of the bloody darkness, there was a little bit of gold slowly blooming.

Immediately following.

The sound of wooden fishes rang around his ears from all directions, and the sound of a large amount of sutra chanting gathered together, with Buddhist sounds mixed in, becoming louder and louder.

Bang! The entire blood-colored formation trembled violently.

The enchanting blood-colored creature that had come back to life suddenly shrank rapidly, as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

And at this time.

The golden color in the western sky gradually condensed into a Buddha statue.

"Buddha has mercy on me..."

The eyes of the Grand Elder of Jinyang Sect looked crazy, "Damn Chunmanyuan!"

This moment.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and disappeared in a blood-red light.

(End of this chapter)