Chapter 223 You Wushang Sect don’t have martial ethics!

Mo Lin was a little worried. Junior Sister always blew up the furnace, but Junior Uncle was not annoyed. Instead, he happily went with Yan Qing to pick up scrap iron everywhere, and then went to prepare to build a new furnace. After the new furnace was trained, it would be blown up for Junior Sister. What a strange production closed loop.

Lin Du discussed the alloy ratio with Yan Qing, redesigned the formation, and engraved the new formation on the embryo made by Yan Qing, and then leisurely handed it to Yan Qing for the final integration.

Unfortunately, this pill furnace only survived for a month before it exploded again.

Xia Tianwu had broken through the Great Perfection of Tengyun Realm a few days ago. His control over the strange fire had reached a higher level, and the strange fire integrated into the alchemy was also stronger. Not only could the alchemy furnace not support it, but the fan that usually controlled the fire could not support it either. It was already drooping with smoke and fire as soon as it was taken out, and it could not blow air. The alchemy furnace was overheated. Unless the spiritual power was used to control the fire, the alchemy furnace would explode sooner or later.

But a furnace of alchemy sometimes had to burn for ten days or half a month. Who could keep releasing spiritual power to watch over it?

Lin Du and Yan Qing could not find a better way for a while, so they could only lend Xia Tianwu the spiritual power stored in the Fu Sheng Fan to refine the alchemy.

The group returned to the life of practicing, cooking, and practicing the three points and one line in a peaceful way, so peaceful that even Feng Yi was a little uncomfortable.

Feng Yi herself began to wonder if she had given the child too much of a burden and driven him crazy. Either

he exploded in peace or he perished in peace.

What did Feng Chao say? If a child is quiet, he must be acting strangely.

But not only did Lin Du not act strangely, he was even too quiet.

Feng Yi had never raised another child, so she was a little worried. So during her daily teaching, she asked tentatively, "Did I give you too much homework? If you feel stressed, you can tell me directly."

Lin Du was practicing painting at the time, and shook his head with a surprised expression, "Why do you think so?" "No, I still think it's not enough, I can add more."

Feng Yi: ...

She looked carefully for a long time and found that the child was not lying. She went to find the fifth senior brother in a trance.

Jiang Liang still turned his back and waited for her to speak. After entering the sect for hundreds of years, she probably saw the fifth senior brother's face less than a hundred times.

"I think there's something wrong with the little sister."

She thought her fifth senior brother would only recite the pulse case and say it without any harm, but she didn't expect him to say, "I also think she's not right recently. She doesn't joke with me about the taste of the medicine, and there's almost nothing wrong when she's practicing." Something's wrong

, so wrong.

The little sister stopped making trouble, and the senior brothers and sisters were very sad, but there was no one to talk to. It wasn't

until Hou Cang came to get the medicine that he happened to see the two people sighing to the sky with a sad look. After listening to their conversation, he said coldly, "You're an adult in your twenties, not a child anymore. It's normal for you not to act like a spoiled child."

Feng Yi suddenly realized how the child could become an adult overnight.

Lin Du was still a kid in their eyes.

She said seriously, "He's in his twenties, isn't he just a child? He should be spoiled."

"But you, you're already an adult, why do you still live with your master like a baby who hasn't been weaned? Isn't it strange?"

Hou Cang's eyebrows moved when she heard this. What kind of strange perception do you guys have about that little tea spirit?

He has been a slave since he was a child, so he couldn't understand people's hearts better. She could see through Lin Du's tricks at a glance. He said something against his will, but it was just a common trick to curry favor.

And there was Feng Yi. In his impression, Feng Yi was the most serious and solemn person, the most intolerant. It didn't seem like Feng Yi would like Lin Du's slippery personality.

But all this had nothing to do with him.

"Is this my medicine?"

"Yes."

Hou Cang took the medicine and turned to leave. Feng Yi took over the position of the head and asked, "Where are you going? When will you be back?"

"To the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to kill evil demons."

Hou Cang said this lightly, brushed past Feng Yi, and walked out of the door of the alchemy room. The edge of his spotless white robe was blown up by the wind, and his back was like a lonely sword.

Feng Yi: ... the person who hates to pretend the most.

The back of Cang was just an episode. Jiang Liang thought, "Why don't you give Lin Du a few days off? After coming back from Lingtong Cliff, the child has been unusually stable. Maybe it's because... it's the first time she saw people from the cultivation world snatching treasures, and she always feels sympathetic."

Feng Yi nodded, "That's what I was thinking. In a few days, during the summer solstice, Dingjiucheng will celebrate the festival and let her have a good time with those children."

Lin Du was so happy to get a day off and took a group of children down the mountain.

First, they went to eat a few bowls of cold noodles together, then went shopping to find out the market of Lingqi Pavilion, and then went to the material shop to buy goods together. This is their fixed procedure for entering the city.

When they took a bunch of materials out of the warehouse of the material shop and paid for them, the night market had already begun.

On the day of the summer solstice, the night market in Dingjiu City not only sells all kinds of vegetables and fruits, but also many fans and cool cosmetics.

Lin Du has never been interested in dressing up, but Xia Tianwu and Ni Jinxuan are very excited. Many merchants have set up competitions and prize-giving activities. People are crowded together, and the fragrant wind fills the streets. Countless fans are hung as curtains along the way, and the lights are shining, which is magnificent.

"Look at that!"

The other four people looked in the direction of Ni Jinxuan. It was a cold jade sunflower fan hanging in the middle. It was crystal clear and cool to look at. The most important thing is that it is burn-resistant and not afraid of being burned. It is a heavenly spiritual weapon.

The organizer is the largest magic weapon pavilion in Dingjiu City, and this heavenly spiritual weapon is the prize for today.

Lin Du and Xia Tianwu looked at each other and said, "This is fine."

Although this is a magic weapon for fighting, it doesn't mean that it can't be used to burn stoves.

The five people were eager to try, and after asking about the rules, they found out that the path was a silk thread running vertically and horizontally above. Whoever can get close to the roof of the magic weapon pavilion first and take the hollyhock on the roof will win the prize, and the person who lands on the ground will be eliminated.

However, only those who have bought something in this magic weapon pavilion or paid a registration fee of ten spirit stones are eligible to participate in the competition.

You may make money, but the boss will definitely not lose money.

It is impossible to buy other people's magic weapons. The Supreme Sect Master plays a self-reliant one.

The five people looked at each other, paid the registration fee, and successfully got on the colorful silk thread that was hung with various fans before the gong was struck.

As soon as the gong sounded, dozens of people used their spiritual power to jump onto the silk thread amid the cheers of the crowd.

"Look! Those are the young masters of the Supreme Sect!" Someone shouted, and a large group of people came to watch.

The silk threads were soft and flexible, not stable, and could only stay for a while. Five young Taoist priests with different styles used different steps to quickly move through the countless flower fans and vertical and horizontal silk threads, like light flying birds.

The rest of the people naturally did not want to fall behind, and spontaneously began to intentionally block and block positions. Light fighting without magic weapons and killing moves was also allowed. Soon all five people were targeted.

Lin Du used the force to fight back, Jin Xuan defeated ten people with one force, and Yan Qing and Mo Lin had solid moves, and Xia Tianwu's boxing was also domineering.

The crowd below was noisy and cheered, just as if they had watched a small competition between disciples of a large sect for free.

Even so, some people took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on the five disciples of the big sects and wanted to rush up and grab the first prize.

Mo Lin was the fastest and closest to the tall building, and was entangled by many people.

Lin Du's consciousness had been paying attention to all directions. Seeing this, she shouted, "Mo Lin, hurry up!"

She flew over and kicked the man out with one foot, and raised her hand to fight ten people alone. Her body movements were chaotic, and the colorful rope seemed to have elasticity. The green-clothed figure was like a colorful phantom in the air.

Seeing this, the remaining few people flew over and guarded the ends of the dozens of silk threads connecting the tall building. They couldn't control the people on the top, but the rest of the people didn't want to go up.

"No! You from the Supreme Sect don't have martial ethics! Four protecting one!"

Mo Lin tapped his toes and met the monk who was climbing up. He grabbed the man's collar with one hand and gently sent him down the stairs. Then he dodged another man's palm flying diagonally.

He had a sharp look and saw a monk on the other side who was about to touch the flower. He simply flew up, stretched out his hand, and his spiritual power was running rapidly. He rushed up without caring whether there was enough time or not.

The young man had an extremely long arm span and took the first step to hook the flower away. Then he quickly used the sword to gain momentum and slashed across the glazed tiles that were shining with colorful gems. He slashed a distance before he stopped.

The bronze bell rang, and everyone stopped at the same time. Countless spiritual powers simulated complex brilliance rose from the ground. Under the gorgeous night sky, the young man was wearing a black and golden robe, holding the flower, his eyebrows and eyes were dark and colorful, reflecting the colorful brilliance. He spun down and handed the flower to Xia Tianwu.

"Junior sister, your fan is here."