Chapter 317： The saint is poisoned and Yuanjie makes a mistake (5k7 words, please subscribe)

Chapter 317 The saint is poisoned and Yuanjie makes a mistake (5k7 words, please subscribe)

As it happens, Wei Tu’s main skill, "Shenmu Yuan Gong", is also a wood-attribute skill.

It may be beneficial to get it.

"Okay! I agree to Fellow Daoist Wei's request."

Fairy Baohua didn't hesitate much. After thinking for a while, she agreed to Wei Tu's request, which was not considered a request.

Although letting Wei Tu have a glimpse of the secret art of flower arrangement may expose her background, Wei Tu is already a core figure in the Cang Kun Alliance, and the chance of becoming her enemy in the future is not high.

Secondly, she will most likely turn to Wei Tu for elixirs in the future. If Wei Tu plots against her, it will be easier for her to be tricked into taking pills orally.

Compared with this small risk, spiritual objects such as the shape-shifting medicine Zhizhi that can determine the path are obviously more important. A thousand pieces of gold is hard to come by.

…

At the same moment.

Lou Sanhua complained in a low voice that the guardian who followed her took out the transformation medicine Zhizhi without authorization.

After getting the transformation medicine Zhizhi from her master, Divine Master Xuantong, she already regarded it as something in her pocket, and did not want to take it out easily as a "reward" for Wei Tu's alchemy.

She is confident that if she continues to provoke, Wei Tu will be successfully lured out by her.

In case Wei Tu really practiced Li Shi Dan, wouldn't this pharmaceutical Zhizhi be missed?

“Saintess, don’t worry, our work on the Blood-Living Pill elixir is concealed enough... Wei Tu can’t succeed in refining the Blood-Living Pill.”

The old woman secretly scolded Lou Sanhua for not knowing the general situation, but thinking about today's task, she calmed down and comforted her warmly.

“That’s fine.”

Lou Sanhua sighed lightly and reluctantly moved his eyes away from the transformation medicine Zhizhi in the old woman's palm.

Even though she is a disciple of Divine Master Xuantong, such elixirs are difficult to obtain easily in the Fengwu Tribe.

Using the shape-changing medicine Zhizhi as bait, it is enough to see that the Fengwu tribe is afraid of Wei Tu.

…

Fifteen of an hour later.

Wei Tu walked down from the fourth floor of the shop to the booth area on the first floor, and agreed to help Lou Sanhua refine the Blood Lifting Pill she requested.

“We don’t understand the art of alchemy, so it would be bad if Alchemist Wei pretends to be inferior, trades in old ones for new ones, and deliberately deceives us and other foreigners, that would be bad.”

Lou Sanhua made a request to observe alchemy.

The elixir yield rate of a batch of elixirs is closely related to the quality of the elixir. The reason why many alchemists have a bad reputation is because they have bad records of secretly exchanging elixirs.

This is shoddy quality.

And the so-called trade-in...

It means that the number of finished pills in each furnace is not fixed. Some alchemists will choose to use the old pills on hand to pretend to be the finished pills in this furnace, and then pretend to be in poor condition, and the refined pills will be There is little medicine, so a whole set of elixirs are given.

These two points are tricky in the alchemy industry, and they are also the easiest places to manipulate.

"Lou Sanhua came well prepared." When Fairy Baohua heard this, she looked at Wei Tu and felt a little worried.

 She was also temporarily fascinated by the "transformation medicine zhi", and then discussed with Wei Tu whether to agree to Lou Sanhua's request, and for a while she ignored Lou Sanhua's full preparation before coming.

“Of course you can.”

Weitu smiled slightly and did not resist.

When refining valuable elixirs, it is common for customers to choose to watch the elixir refining.

At this time, Lou Sanhua proposed to use the medicine Zhizhi as a reward, which was completely in line with this practice.

“What confidence does he have?”

Seeing Wei Tu being so cheerful, Lou Sanhua, who was deliberately trying to make things difficult, couldn't help but be stunned and felt a little puzzled.

She thought Wei Tu would be like Tao Fangde, who had dealt with things smoothly before, looking for excuses to evade and reverse her unfavorable situation.

Unexpectedly, Wei Tu immediately agreed without any objection.

“Maybe it’s a scam.”

Lou Sanhua retreated. She was still quite reluctant to part with the shape-shifting medicine zhi.

But the matter has come to this, and neither Lou Sanhua nor Wei Tu is allowed to retreat.

Under the watchful eyes of the cultivators, Lou Sanhua and the two old women behind him followed Wei Tu and Fairy Baohua to the fourth floor of the shop.

“Fairy Lou, it’s okay to watch the alchemy, but it’s not necessary for all three of you to go.”

Walking to the door, Wei Tu reminded.

“A saint is too precious to take risks easily. It’s better to be old.”

After the words fell, before Lou Sanhua could speak, behind him, the old woman who first took out the transformation medicine Zhizhi stepped forward and spoke.

Lou Sanhua seemed to be a little surprised by this scene. She was stunned, and a look of astonishment flashed across her face.

Fairy Baohua on the side noticed this scene, and she joked: "It seems that Fairy Lou, as an envoy, is stationed in Hujiexian City and cannot make the decision on her own. She actually let her subordinates take the lead."

Hearing these words, Lou Sanhua's face turned green and red, but she suppressed her anger as she thought that this was the Yingding tribe, not the Fengwu tribe.

"Grandma Ke is my elder, and she is only here to protect me, not as a subordinate. Fairy Baohua has too much to worry about."

Lou Sanhua defended herself with a cold tone.

Having said that, Granny Ke and Granny Ke are indeed her protectors, but usually they always rely on her opinions and never try to steal the limelight in front of her... This unusual scene made Lou San... Hua saw different signals.

She glanced at the dead old man in cloth on the ground on the first floor, feeling uneasy in her heart.

“Take it one step at a time.” Lou Sanhua was anxious and had no idea at the moment.

Fifteen of an hour later.

Shop, alchemy room on the fourth floor.

Grandma Ke was sitting on her knees beside the alchemy room. She was isolated by the third-order formation and stared coldly at Wei Tu who was standing by the alchemy furnace and checking the elixir.

After seeing that Wei Tu had finished checking the elixir and the expression on his face had not changed at all, Granny Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She closed her sleeves with both hands and secretly practiced a gray-black dagger.

“It’s a pity for the saint.” At this time, Granny Ke thought of Lou Sanhua waiting outside and sighed secretly.

Like the commoner old man, Lou Sanhua was also a victim of this provocation against Wei Tu.

Although his status as a disciple of Master Xuantong is very noble, in the eyes of Master Xuantong, it is not the same thing.

Abandoning a mediocre disciple in exchange for the death of a foreign alchemist with great potential was not a difficult choice for Divine Master Xuantong.

As for her own life or death, Granny Ke doesn't care. Although she still has nearly a hundred years to live, everything is worth it for the sake of the tribe.

…

It was different from what Granny Ke expected.

Wei Tu did not use the elixir that Lou Sanhua brought. When the elixir was about to be put into the alchemy furnace, Wei Tu immediately replaced it with another elixir.

As for the process…

With the formation's cover, Granny Ke's consciousness is difficult to reach, so it is not difficult to deceive her vision.

Unfortunately, the two pitfalls of alchemy that Lou Sanhua mentioned earlier, "substituting inferior products for good ones" and "replacing old ones with new ones", have occasionally appeared in Wei Tu.

Li Xue Dan Wei Tu has been refined several times.

He had already secretly saved a complete set of blood-living elixirs in his hand.

This is also the reason why Wei Tu dared to accept this commission when faced with Lou Sanhua's provocation.

Having the fate of "late bloomer", his attainments in alchemy and the speed of improvement are much faster than those of ordinary alchemists.

Furthermore, the quality of the finished elixir is excellent and the probability is more stable.

Time passes slowly.

Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.

Weitu's process of refining alchemy fell into Granny Ke's eyes one by one.

Grandma Ke's mentality changed from the initial calmness to panic, because she never saw any signs of the elixir being used up in the elixir furnace.

“Wait a little longer, maybe it’s not yet time.”

Grandma Ke comforted herself.

But at this time—

In the alchemy room, there was suddenly a buzzing sound of the stove lid trembling, and the rich fragrance of alchemy also filled the air and spread to the surroundings.

“The pill is finished?” Granny Ke was shocked, not knowing what went wrong.

She didn't know that she had misjudged Wei Tu's true alchemy strength early on, and then she didn't expect that Wei Tu had another pair of blood-leaving elixirs in his hands.

“Fortunately, I lived up to my destiny and got four pills.”

Wei Tu smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves and robe, opened the pill furnace, and took out four crystal-clear and full blood-colored pills from the spiritual fire.

“Grandma Ke, now that the elixir has been completed, it’s time to pay for the spiritual medicine Zhizhi as a reward.”

In the alchemy room, Fairy Baohua, who was watching the alchemy process, also reacted. She looked at Granny Ke aside with a look of surprise on her face.

Li Xue Dan, due to factors such as the elixir and the alchemist, a maximum of six pills can be produced in one furnace.

However, the pill-forming rate of four pills is already excellent.

Nothing to fault.

After all, only a few alchemy masters can refine six blood-living pills in one furnace when they are in good condition.

“This…” Granny Ke was speechless and didn’t know how to answer.

The gray-black dagger in her hand can only destroy the foundation of Wei Tu's enlightenment, but there is no guarantee that she can completely kill Fairy Baohua and Wei Tu.

The alchemy was not completed yet. As a customer, she had reason to provoke and then hurt the alchemist... These were all reasons that Feng Wubu could find afterwards.

However, if there is no provocation for no reason and the Fengwu tribe is unreasonable, the Yingding tribe is not a vegetarian.

“Have to use another plan.”

There was a hint of ruthlessness in Granny Ke's eyes.

She moved her lips slightly and transmitted a message to the other guardian "Mother Granny" sitting outside.

After the transmission, Granny Ke smiled. She patted her storage bag, took out the transformation medicine, and handed it to Fairy Baohua in front of her.

It’s just that the payment has just been made.

next moment-

The sound of Lou Sanhua's wailing could be heard outside the door.

"Wei Tu, you actually poisoned the tea?" Granny Ke's expression changed when she heard this. Her aura rose in vain, and in a short period of time, she reached the level of the late Jin Dan.

The same goes for Granny Ma outside.

The two masters of the late Golden elixir instantly stood in the elixir room and looked fiercely at Wei Tu who was hiding behind the third-level defensive formation.

This scene was beyond almost everyone’s expectations and was unexpected.

“Bold!” Fairy Baohua on the side immediately took action to stop him.

She presented a flower basket magic weapon.

Inside the flower basket, flowers of various colors spray out in various shapes and forms.

Purple, red, and white are all in full bloom.

The pollen instantly gathered into a river, like a colorful rainbow, sweeping towards Granny Ke and Granny Ma.      “A little trick.”

Grandma Ma chuckled, and she pulled the sleeves on her arms, revealing the dark blue and golden black tattoos on her skin.

In an instant, the golden crow tattoo shone brightly, shooting out a black light that instantly dispersed Fairy Baohua’s colorful rainbow.

“Death!” Granny Ma smiled coldly and stepped forward. Her skinny right hand was like a chicken claw and struck Fairy Baohua’s Heavenly Spirit Cap.

—

The delicate body of Fairy Baohua disintegrated and turned into little petals floating into the distance. After dozens of steps away, another Taoist body was re-condensed.

"Hundred Flowers Solution?" Granny Ma was a little surprised and confused when she saw this.

The three major departments know the root and bottom, and the Hundred Flowers Way learned by Fairy Baohua also has a backup within the Fengwu Department.

This "Hundred Flowers Solution" is the most profound and most difficult secret technique in the "Tianxiang Ancient Scroll" compiled by Fairy Baohua.

Acquire the "Hundred Flowers Solution" and transform into thousands of flower petals. As long as your spirituality is constant, you can be almost immortal in the fight.

“Fortunately, her level is not high.”

Grandma Ma couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw Fairy Baohua's re-condensed body. Her aura was much weaker than before.

the other side.

After seeing that Granny Ma failed to perform the task, Granny Ke raised her eyebrows slightly and prepared to join forces with Granny Ma to deal with Fairy Baohua first.

However, at this moment, an eagle cry was heard, and a large dark blue eagle flew into the wind, its claws like sharp blades, piercing Granny Ke's back.

“A peak spiritual beast at the early stage of the third level?”

Grandma Ke was startled. This was seriously inconsistent with the information she had received.

It has only been a few decades since Weitu’s spirit beast advanced to the third level?

The demonic body of a third-level spiritual beast is no less strong than a strong person in the late stage of the Golden Core. How could Granny Ke, a late-stage Golden Core enhanced by secret methods, dare to **** the sharp edge of the Sky Eagle? She crossed her arms to block it, and immediately retreated violently. .

The Sky-Splitting Sculpture did not press hard. It folded in the air, smashed through the roof of the fourth floor of the shop, and screamed loudly, trying to attract the attention of the Royal Guards.

This appearance.

The surrounding shops and passers-by all noticed the abnormality of Wei's Danfufang, but they did not dare to watch the battle close due to the battle between Jindan.

“There’s a fight on the fourth floor, and Senior Wei is also inside. What should we do now?”

At the back of the attic, Tao Ya watched anxiously the aftermath of the fight coming from the fourth floor. She looked at Tao Jie, hoping that her brother could help her come up with an idea.

“Ya’er, the monks we are fighting against are the guardians around Lou Sanhua. They are both in the Golden Core realm. We are only in the Foundation building realm, so there is nothing good we can do.”

“It’s better to just stay here and not cause any trouble.”

Tao Jie said helplessly.

He also wanted to gain a sense of presence and favor in front of Wei Tu, but with his strength, he simply couldn't get involved in the fighting skills of the Golden Core Realm.

“We can only look forward to the Royal Guards.”

Hearing this, Tao Ya prayed silently and looked in the direction of the Royal Guard patrol.

…

Perceived the fluctuation of fighting skills in the distance.

In Hujiexian City, the expressions of the patrolling Royal Guards suddenly changed, and several archmages flew into the air, preparing to go to quell the chaos.

“The royal court ordered that the Golden Tent election is coming soon, don’t move lightly!”

“This matter needs to be dealt with by the royal palace!”

At this time, a young man in gray robe flew in front of these great mages. He took out a golden token with the word "left" engraved on it, shook it a few times, and said.

“Prince Zuoxian’s Mansion?”

The leading Archmage frowned when he heard this. He seemed to have guessed something. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly, turned away, and returned to his original position.

The residence of the Cangkun League.

Inside the main hall.

Yuanjie looked anxiously in the direction of Wei's Danfufang.

He did not expect that at this juncture, Lou Sanhua and his guardians would really dare to take risks and fight with Fairy Baohua and Wei Tu.

“No! I can’t just sit back and watch.”

Yuan Jie’s eyes showed determination.

Baohua is his right-hand man and the Taoist friend who cannot be ignored when he rises from humble beginnings. There is even the possibility of developing into a Taoist couple.

Wei Tu, on the other hand, first reminded him in Sunset City to save him from being assassinated by the second prince. Later, he leaked the secret and informed Prince Youxian of the purchase of talismans... He was considered a friend on the same front.

Today, if he ignores the two of them because a big event is about to happen, he will feel uneasy.

“Qian Yue, please quickly support Wei Tu and Bao Hua.”

Yuan Jie turned around, looked at a black-robed figure hiding in the dark, and said urgently.

"Yes, Master." The black-robed figure stepped out of the shadows, nodded, and instantly turned into a ray of light, rushing towards the store.

Shortly after Qianyue Sanren left.

A monk dressed as a royal guard came in, knelt on one knee and said: "Leader Yuan, it's time for the election of the Golden Tent. The royal palace informs you to go to the Golden Tent as soon as possible."

Jinzhangtai was the gathering place for the tribal chiefs of the Yingding tribe at this time.

It is located outside Hujiexian City, about a hundred miles away from Hujiexian City.

“Okay, I’ll go right away.”

Yuan Jie felt a little uneasy when he heard this. After all, his two capable generals, Fairy Baohua and Qianyue Sanren, were not with him at the moment.

However, thinking that he could not be late for the important meeting of the Golden Horde election, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

the other side.

In a main hall in Hujiexian City.

An old man with sallow skin and a middle-aged man wearing a feather coat sat opposite each other.

In front of the two of them, scenes in Hujiexian City were presented one after another on the water curtain.

There is a scene of fighting in Wei's Danfufang.

There is also a scene of a young man in gray robe holding a royal order to stop the royal guards from putting out the fire.

However, the two of them focused on the scene where Yuan Jie sent Qianyue Sanren to rescue Fairy Baohua and Wei Tu.

"At this critical moment, he is willing to send his own strength to rescue his companions. This Yuanjie has a good heart and values ​​love and justice, but this move... may ruin his life."

The middle-aged man in Yuyi commented.

His face showed an interesting look, as if he was watching a play.

"It's a hundred miles from Hujiexian City to Jinzhangtai. Prince Youxian's Mansion has set up an ambush... Yuanjie has no helpers, and I'm afraid he will never return."

“Dulong, aren’t you worried? This Yuanjie is someone you like?”

The middle-aged man in Yuyi looked at the sallow-skinned old man, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

“Time is also destiny.”

“This is all Yuanjie’s own choice.”

Master Dulong shook his head slightly.

He groaned and said: "If Yuan Jie loses here because of his love and righteousness, then this will be his fate. A loyal King You Xian is good for the tribe, but this does not mean that a ruthless Right King will A wise king is not good for the tribe...the latter might do better than the former."

"but…"

At this point, Divine Master Dulong paused, "But if Yuan Jie loses, there is no need to let him die. If he no longer becomes the Youxian King, he can also become your and my successor."

The King Youxian is different from his successors.

Perhaps a ruthless person would be better in the role of King Youxian, but when it comes to successors, Master Dulong cannot accept a ruthless person.

Today, you can abandon your relatives and friends.

Tomorrow, I will be able to abandon my mentor and tribe.

"What you said makes sense." The middle-aged man in Yuyi, the Master Hedi, showed admiration. He nodded slightly and agreed with this statement.

"However, Dulong, I don't think Yuanjie will lose the throne."

He smiled and said.

If these words are known to the monks outside the main hall, I am afraid it will cause shocking waves.

You must know that in the minds of the senior leaders of the Ying Ding tribe, Master Hedi and Master Dulong have never dealt with each other very much, and they opposed Yuanjie becoming the Youxian King.

"What do you mean by this?" Divine Master Dulong's eyes showed a trace of surprise.

He didn't think that Yuan Jie would be able to make a comeback this time under the attack of the two princes.

“This person hasn’t used his full strength yet.”

Master Hedi smiled slightly and pointed with his parallel fingers at the water curtain in front of him that showed the scene inside Wei's Danfufang.

“He?” Seeing this, Divine Master Dulong showed a somewhat interested expression.

His ability to save the day in the hands of two Jindan Daxiu and escape back to the Ding tribe is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary person.

…

Weishi Danfufang.

Shop, fourth floor.

Facing Grandma Ke’s attack, Wei Tu did not panic. He stabilized the third-level defense formation in the alchemy room and did not rush to attack.

"go!"

Seeing that the formation was invincible, Granny Ke became furious. Her face flushed, she slapped her chest hard, and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood on the gray-black dagger in her hand.

In an instant, the aura of the gray-black dagger surged, and its powerful mana fluctuations slightly distorted the surrounding space.

next moment-

The gray-black dagger instantly descended on the light blue light shield supported by the formation. Its flickering black knife shadow continuously attacked each node of the light shield.

Click! Click!

After a few breaths, the third-order formation finally broke apart and disappeared into little bits of broken light.

"Weitu, you poisoned our saint, you should die!" Granny Ke smiled coldly, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, which was printed on the gray-black dagger.

In an instant, the tip of the gray-black dagger flashed with strange blood, as fast as lightning, and stabbed Wei Tu's chest fiercely.

But at this moment, a golden talisman shield suddenly rose, blocking the gray and black dagger.

“What? A third-level high-quality talisman?”

Grandma Ke was shocked and couldn't believe it.

She didn’t expect Wei Tu to be so difficult to kill. Even if he had a third-level formation in the alchemy room, he even carried a high-grade third-level talisman with him.

“However, if it is a piece of paper...”

Grandma Ke gritted her teeth.

(End of this chapter)