Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Flying pigeons didn't get any good news, but got very bad news.

Chang LAN got a reply and his eyes sank.

The disciple asked carefully, "senior brother..."

Chang LAN paused. "Is the leader still closed?"

The disciple nodded and hesitated, "the leader is closing the door..."

Chang LAN took a deep breath, frowned tightly, as if there was a heavy burden on him. For a long time, he whispered, "go and give me the casualties and wait for me to deal with them."

The disciple ventured and asked, "Dan Feng's eldest disciple..."

Chang Lan said easily, "it doesn't matter. I'll be back soon."

The bottom of my eyes is an indelible shadow.

The disciple took the order and went away. When the door was closed, Chang Lan's expression became gloomy.

Of course, it's not good news.

Gu Peijiu and three Jianfeng disciples disappeared together with kuzhu village. The evil ghost tide is ferocious. The rest of the disciples who support him are also struggling to resist and can't get back.

In fact, it doesn't matter if other disciples don't come back for support. The attack mountain protection array of the demon cult can be supported, but the soul is poisonous and fierce. If the only Xuan level alchemist doesn't come back, there will be a big problem.

"What should I do..."

Chang LAN rubbed his temples and finally took out a sound stone.

At this time... I can only ask the family for help.

However, the family stock is limited, and it may not be able to provide so many pills for emergency.

But

When Chang Lan was about to crush the stone, the door was suddenly opened. The disciple presented the file handled by the underling, "elder martial brother, these are the casualties of Jianfeng."

Chang LAN paused. He didn't know what his mind was. He silently took the voice stone back into his sleeve and sighed, "take it, please."

"Then... Xia Wuyin?"

"I'll be there when I'm done."

Chang LAN here is busy handling the files and sorting out the casualties of Sanfeng. For the time being, she has no time to find Xia GE's trouble. After Xia Ge blew up the stove three times, she picked up a gray pill from the stove.

Xia Ge: "... Is this a success?"

While watching for a long time, the master was helpless: "baihundan is white."

Xia Ge: "

The master sighed, "I think your alchemy step is to refine a real Xuan level hundred soul pill?"

Mao Qing is still lying there. Elder martial sister doesn't know when to come back.

Xia Ge touched his nose: "of course."

"Then your basic steps are all right, and your aura is abundant, but it's a little poor." The master said, "not enough concentration."

Xia Ge: "... Ah?"

Xia GE's face was confused. She didn't concentrate enough?

The master said, "maybe you think you're paying attention, but it's not enough."

He paused, "you should integrate your spirit into it. Baihundan is a pill for healing the soul, so you need some soul power to refine the medicine in the herbal medicine. A real Xuan level alchemist, when refining, soul power will generally enter the pill automatically. Other Xuan level elixirs have their own characteristics. Maybe most of them don't need soul power, but if Xuan level hundred soul elixirs, they must integrate the three forces of soul power, medicine power and soul power to refine them. Therefore, the category of soul elixirs is the elixir that can only be refined by elixirs above Xuan level. "

"This is also the biggest difference between ordinary yellow level Dan masters and Xuan level Dan masters." The master took out the waste pill from singer Xia, threw it into the waste basket and touched his beard. "According to my observation, you should have a Xuan level pill pulse?"

Xia Ge nodded, "yes."

Once the profession of Alchemist is started, she will default to give her the Dan pulse of yellow level, and the proficiency of upgrading from yellow level to Xuan level is only 10. Practice Dan medicine once and give 1 proficiency. These moonlight alchemy operations have saved up the Dan pulse proficiency, and she has already reached Xuan level.

When the Master heard Xia Ge admit it, he was shocked, but he remained calm and said, "you prepare the materials and refine them again."

He said in his heart: no wonder this boy is so confident. He will refine Xuan level pill when he comes up.

"Don't think there is a Xuan level Dan pulse." While looking at Xia Ge, he said, "I've read the historical data. When there was the method of Dan pulse cultivation, many people with Xuan pulse didn't really understand the true meaning of the alchemist. They couldn't concentrate on the alchemy. Only when people and Dan are one, can they stop at the yellow level and it's difficult to go further."

——To become an Alchemist is not to become someone's goal and courage.

"What is the true meaning of an alchemist?"

Although Xia song wanted to make complaints about what he wanted to do, he asked the teacher, "I wonder why you know?"

The master was silent for a moment and shook his head. "Everyone's understanding is different. I'm not a Xuan level Dan master. I can't say why. If you want to ask, ask your elder martial sister when she comes back."

"I'll see Mao Qing's injury."

The master said that and went out.

Xia Ge seriously suspected that the master found a reason to leave because he couldn't say it and felt a trace of embarrassment.

So, this thing is different from everyone. Do you have to fit it?

However, Xia Ge tried again several times and failed.

System: "can't you refine it?"

It was already dark outside. Xia Ge said to the stove, "ah... Probably."

The system didn't speak. The master was absorbed in what he said, but it really poked the weakness of Zhongxia song.

"Why... I think I'm fully absorbed?" Xia Ge looked at a basket of waste pills and felt very bald.

The system thought for a while and said tactfully, "... But you don't like it very much."

Xia Ge: "what's the truth? It's really unpleasant."

System: "..."

Xia Ge said to the smoking stove, "compared with the array, I don't like alchemy, but I've learned everything I should learn, and I'm not perfunctory?"

She got up and patted the ashes on her body. "As you say, the true meaning of becoming an Alchemist is to like alchemy? It's too much. Not all those admitted to Tsinghua University like learning. If they don't like alchemy, they refuse people to be a Xuan level alchemist. Why can't they understand? "

The system said: "I didn't shut you out. In fact, you are already a Xuan level alchemist, but you can't refine a soul pill that needs soul power."

Xia Ge: "... Don't do this."

"You may be able to do well in things you don't like, but you may not be able to do your best." The system leisurely said, "I don't deny an example, but most of the facts are like this."

Xia Ge went out of the Dan room upset and couldn't find the true meaning, so she simply ran to the other side to see Mao Qing.

Tourmaline didn't know when he came. He was fighting the master and helped Mao Qing change the medicine. Mao Qing closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Xia Ge went to Mao Qing, looked at her slightly pale face, and whispered, "how's she?"

Seeing Xia Ge, tourmaline was slightly stunned, and then nodded. The master touched the goatee. "The wound is a little inflamed, and the spirit is still a little confused. We should pay attention."

Then he asked her, "how's your Dan refining?"

Xia Ge shook his head, "not yet..."

The master looked like he had expected, "I don't think it will be so simple. The medicine has been changed. If you are free, take care of it for a while. I'll go down and have a look first."

"Tourmaline, help."

"Yes."

During the siege of the demon sect, many Danfeng disciples were injured. Although the doctor at the foot of the mountain was watching, he still needed some medicinal materials from Danfeng to match the pills.

Xia Ge moved a stool and sat on Mao Qing's side.

System: "what about baihundan?"

Xia Ge: "... Just ask me. I don't know what to do."

"Hmm..." it seems that Mao Qing had a bad dream. Her face became a little ugly. Sweat seeped out on her forehead. Xia Ge quickly wrung the towel from one side and wiped her sweat. Unexpectedly, her wrist was suddenly gripped. The young woman who had closed her eyes all the time suddenly opened her eyes, and her dark eyes stared at Xia Ge with a deep chill.

Xia Ge was shocked by the cold and murderous spirit in her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to draw her hand. However, her hand was tightly clenched and did not loosen at all. Xia Ge was afraid that her actions would pull people's wounds, so she sat in place.

Mao Qing stared at her for a while. The murderous spirit gradually dissipated. Her eyes slowly became trance and confused. Her hands were slightly loose, but they didn't loosen. She muttered to herself: "... Am I going to... Die?"

——Baihundan can make people a little insane.

So now it's... Confused?

Xia Ge was silent for a while and said, "No."

Mao Qing said "Oh" and said in a trance, "you said... I won't die."

"So I... won't die."

Xia Ge: "... HMM."

Xia Ge finished and looked at his wrist.

Mao Qing felt Xia GE's line of sight, slowly released her hand, suddenly smiled and looked pale, "that's really... Great."

Mingming says "great", and all the languages seem to say "I believe you can".

But the hand slowly sliding down from the wrist was pale and trembling, as if to say.

——No, it doesn't matter.

Xia Ge, who was not sure that she could refine baihundan in one day, suddenly jumped in her heart. For a moment, her backhand held her slowly loosened wrist without any hesitation.

She heard her voice as if nothing had happened. "I think... Yes, and... Very good."

Mao Qing looked at her, and then looked at her clenched wrist. For a long time, the smile arc at the corners of her lips expanded slightly.

After a while, she whispered, "it doesn't matter if you can't do it."

Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing's face and clenched her wrist. Somehow, what she thought of was the senior sister of Danfeng Suyi quietly approving the files, Zhu brush paintings, clear eyebrows and eyes, and said a lot of words to her at will.

numerous.

To the tip of the tongue, but only a few words.

"That... Elder martial sister said."

"Dan Feng disciple, you can't stand without faith." Xia Ge put down Mao Qing's hand, covered her with a quilt and said seriously, "so I said you won't die and will try to fulfill your promise."

Xia Ge said while thinking about how to concentrate on alchemy for a while. She didn't find the cold light in Mao Qing's eyes when she mentioned "eldest martial sister".

Her voice was soft. "Isn't it?"

Xia Ge comforted her without conscience: "well, I never lie."

System: "..."

As soon as the voice of summer song fell here, a pleasant male voice was heard there.

"I don't know if the palm of Danfeng makes Xia Wuyin. Can you come out and see me?"

Xia Ge replied in a crisp voice: "no time, no see."

Then he heard Mao Qing ask, "who's outside?"

Xia Ge: "well, flies."

Mao Qing: "

Xia Ge: "Hey, don't worry. If your head is uncomfortable, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Mao Qing looked at her. The meaning of her dark eyes was unknown. She nodded obediently for a long time and closed her eyes, "OK."

Xia Ge puts on a mold to tuck in the quilt. Even her brother seldom takes care of her. However, she is familiar with tucking in the quilt. After cleaning up, the system asks, "what do you do outside?"

Xia Ge: "it's still cold."

When the nearby disciple heard Xia GE's "no time", he wanted to rush up and kick the door. Chang LAN grabbed him. He said in a warm voice, "Xia Zhangling, don't panic. I don't mean any harm..."

Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing and closed her eyes. Then she slowly came out of the room. Several people led by Chang LAN in the yard didn't give him any more light. It seemed that she didn't hear Chang Lan's words. She slowly hugged her shoulder and walked towards Dan Fang.

"Xia Wuyin! It's just a little Danfeng palm order. Don't take chicken feather as an arrow! What a bully! " The disciple nearby thought that the countless injured and poisoned disciples of Jianfeng were because of the boy in front of him. A evil fire rushed up in an instant, rolled up his sleeves and rushed over to beat people, but he was still pulled by Chang LAN.

Chang LAN frowned slightly and was unhappy with Xia GE's arrogant attitude. In addition, things have been bad these days, but the other party is holding the Danfeng palm order after all. Moreover, if the other party intends to do something bad, the pseudo Xuanji baihundan also has the right not to supply it.

Things are already bad.

After thinking about it, Chang LAN pulled Wei Yu down and said, "Xia Wu..."

Xia Ge suddenly said, "are you the eldest disciple of Jianfeng?"

Chang LAN frowned and was asked by a suckling boy. It really hurt his face, but the other party had to take into account Dan Feng's face if he wanted to "invite people". The contradiction between Dan Feng and Jianfeng had been sharpened. At this time, if it was reported that the eldest disciple of Jianfeng forcibly took Dan Feng's palm order, it would not only sound bad at that time, I have to be accused by the passionate feelings of Danfeng disciples. I'm afraid I can't spare the leader when he leaves the pass.

Then he said patiently, "yes."

Xia song "Oh" said, "so you are..."

Chang LAN frowned at her and waited for her below. Who knows that Xia Ge sighed, and then turned into the Dan room next door.

Chang LAN: "

The disciple finally couldn't help but rush into the Dan room. Chang LAN didn't stop him this time. As soon as the disciple rushed in, he pointed to Xia GE's nose and began to scold, "what are you!! It's just a demon sect spy with a chicken feather as a seasonal arrow! Elder martial brother, give you three colors and open the dyeing workshop! Don't you feel sick yourself!! "

The young man stood still and quietly called the herbs, as if he hadn't heard them at all. He murmured to himself. Chang LAN and other disciples also continued to enter the Dan room. Chang Lan said, "Wei Yu, shut up."

The scolding disciple stared at Xia Ge with hatred and closed his mouth reluctantly.

Chang LAN didn't ask her if she was a demon sect spy, but asked, "what are you doing?"

Xia Ge didn't speak before sorting out the herbs. Just when Chang Lan thought she wouldn't answer, she suddenly opened her mouth and seemed very confused, "elder martial brother, what do you think is the true meaning of an alchemist?"

Wei Yu sneered, "you should ask what is the true meaning of the puppet master?"

Xia Ge ignored him and just looked at Chang LAN.

Chang Lan was silent. "I'm not an alchemist."

Xia Ge said "Oh" and threw the herbs in his hand into the over lit stove. The herbs jumped a spark in the fire, "then ask another question. What do you think is the true meaning of a swordsman?"

Chang LAN didn't want to answer, but under the boy's clear eyes, for a long time, he still replied: "... Cut the demons and remove the demons."

Xia Ge took back her sight, crossed her legs and held her chin. Her eyes reflected the fire jumping in the stove, "that's right."

Nearby, a disciple was slightly vigilant, "what are you doing?"

Wei Yu said, "elder martial brother, is she refining poison?!"

As soon as he said this, everyone immediately retreated three feet. Looking at Xia GE's eyes, he was disgusted and afraid. Chang LAN didn't move. Xia Ge smiled, as if he thought it was interesting. Look at him, "don't you think I'm refining poison?"

Chang LAN didn't speak.

Xia Ge took out the token in her arms, carved the palm of a delicate maple leaf, and kissed it quietly, smiled and closed her eyes.

The wind in the air seems to have changed slightly.

Chang LAN put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes faintly had some sharp colors.

"What is he doing?"

"Seems to be refining pills..."

"Joke! It's just a demon sect spy. How can it be? It must be refining poison - "

“……”

Whether it's Alchemy or poison refining, the young man in Danfeng plain clothes pinches the Juling formula in his hand. The next moment, there's a great work of magic in the Dante stove! Black hair and red hair belt fluttered in the fierce wind, and the dark eyes reflected the jumping fire, rolling aura condensed!

Almost instinctively, everyone took another step back!

Surrounded by the long flame quenching and rolling aura, the medicine juice in the pill stove slowly melted into two groups, which seemed to be about to become a pill, but there seemed to be a little difference. The two groups of snow-white liquid could not go further.

It seems that there is a bottleneck that cannot be broken through.

Xia Ge looked at the two pills in the stove, slightly worried.

Here it is. What should I do.

She looked down at the token in her arms.

That day, the sound of tourmaline seemed to ring again.

——"This is the token that elder martial sister asked me to give you."

"You should keep it well and don't lose it."

Xia Ge gave a slight pause and glanced at the disciple named Wei Yu.

——Stop holding chicken feathers as arrows!

For a moment, his eyes were dull.

Wei Yu noticed that Xia Ge was looking at him and suddenly said, "what are you... What are you looking at me?!"

Still so... Terrible eyes!

Xia Ge didn't speak and silently took back her eyes.

No one found that at the moment Xia Ge took back his eyes, the spirit involved in the Dante furnace began to be mixed with a trace of transparent, if there seems to be no idea.