Chapter 419: Alchemy Conference Is About to Begin

Xiao Ling was keenly aware of Feng Qing'er's gaze. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his sight fell, just bumping into Feng Qing'er's eyes full of different meanings.

In that look, the emotions were complicated and difficult to distinguish, like anger, but also hiding some unspeakable shame and unwillingness, which made Xiao Ling frown slightly.

Just when Xiao Ling's eyes were cast, Feng Qing'er's heart trembled suddenly, and panic instantly surged into her heart. She hurriedly gathered her mind, and at the same time, she twisted her neck slightly, and quickly turned her head to one side, unwilling to look at Xiao Ling again.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's reaction, Xiao Ling no longer had the interest to explore, so he ignored her and looked into the distance.

Just at this moment, a black shadow flashed across the sky like lightning, extremely fast, it was the Split Sky Seat that Xiao Ling had released earlier.

Seeing the huge figure of the Split Sky Seat wrapped in a fierce wind becoming clearer and clearer in the field of vision, Xiao Ling swung a knife quickly and accurately towards the back of Feng Qing'er's neck.

At this time, Feng Qing'er was still immersed in her own complicated thoughts, full of anxiety about the current situation and the future, and she did not expect Xiao Ling to make such a sudden move.

In an instant, a dull pain came from her neck. Her eyes widened, and before she could scream, her consciousness receded like a tide, her body softened, and she fell into a coma.

After knocking Feng Qing'er unconscious, Xiao Ling put her into the system space. Then, he stepped into the void and jumped lightly, and landed steadily on the back of the Split Sky Seat.

"Let's go back to Xingyun Pavilion." Xiao Ling said, and then he sat cross-legged on top of Liekongzuo's head, stretched out his slender and bony palm, and gently patted Liekongzuo's hard head.

After hearing Xiao Ling's order, Liekongzuo's huge black head nodded slightly, and then his body twisted suddenly, and in an instant, he turned into a dazzling black stream of light, cutting through the sky, wrapped in the whistling wind and majestic momentum, and rushed towards the direction of Xingyun Pavilion.

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Time passed quickly, and there was not much time left before the opening of the Dan Tower's Dan Conference, which was held every thirty years.

During this period of time, many things happened in Zhongzhou, among which two things had the most far-reaching impact and spread the most widely, causing many people in Zhongzhou to discuss.

The protagonist of one of them was Feng Qing'er, the disciple of the Fenglei Pavilion Master who had a great reputation in the northern region of Zhongzhou.

It is said that Feng Qing'er mysteriously disappeared on the day after the Four Square Pavilion Competition ended.

Because Feng Qing'er's other identity was one of the overlords of the Beast Domain, a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan investigated her disappearance. However, after an investigation, no results were found.

Because Feng Qing'er was only considered to be in the middle and upper ranks of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, she was not given special attention. As time passed, the matter was left unresolved.

When people talked about this matter, they would tacitly assume that this proud girl from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan had already suffered a disaster, and they all felt sorry for her.

Another incident was that Huangquan Pavilion, one of the four square pavilions in Zhongzhou, was attacked, and most of the members of the pavilion died, and only a few Huangquan Pavilion disciples escaped by chance.

After this incident spread, it caused quite a stir in Zhongzhou. Although Huangquan Pavilion is not one of the top forces in Zhongzhou, as one of the four pavilions, it also occupies a place in Zhongzhou. Now, only ruins are left, which is really sad.

Later, according to the surviving disciples of Huangquan Pavilion, the people who attacked Huangquan Pavilion were from the Soul Palace, and as the news spread, the situation was directly pushed to another climax.

People began to talk about the tragic experience of Huangquan Pavilion and the ruthless methods of the Soul Palace, which made the people in Zhongzhou more afraid and panic about the strange force of the Soul Palace.

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In the scattered buildings of Xingyun Pavilion, there is a wooden attic standing quietly. The years have covered it with an old and heavy coat. The carved beams and painted buildings are full of stories from the past, revealing a mellow ancient charm.

Stepping into it, the fragrance of medicine is curling, dancing and lingering in the air, making people feel happy physically and mentally.

At this time, Yao Chen stood in a corner of the attic, wearing a moon-white robe, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking a bit out of this world.

He was holding a roll of pill recipe handed by Xiao Ling in his hand, his eyes wandering between the slightly wrinkled paper and the neat handwriting, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes first, and then an unconcealable smile slowly spread from the bottom of his eyes to the corners of his mouth, blooming a touch of relief.

"Reincarnation Soul-shaping Pill, just the name is exquisite, and it complements the magical effect of the pill that changes fate and reshapes reincarnation."

Yao Chen raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Ling, his eyes full of admiration and expectation, his voice was gentle, but with a bit of surprise that could not be concealed, it echoed slowly in this quiet attic.

"I never thought that you have created this eighth-grade top-level pill recipe. I thought it would take more time."

"Hehe," Xiao Ling smiled slightly, waved his hand modestly, and said to Yao Chen sincerely,

"This time, I was able to successfully create this 'Reincarnation Soul-shaping Pill' recipe, and you, Yao Lao, have made a great contribution. If it weren't for your careful guidance and generous teachings, I would have to grope for a long time on the long journey to master this eighth-grade top-level pill recipe, and I don't know how much time it would take.

"Okay, you little guy, don't be so polite to me, an old man." Yao Chen had a smile on his face, shook his head gently, waved his hand, and said warmly,

"I just gave you a few pointers. The rest is the result of your unremitting efforts and painstaking study. And your superb understanding of the energy of life and death is your unique talent and ability that no one else can match. Come on."

Having said this, Yao Chen raised his eyes and looked at the drifting clouds outside the window. A trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke leisurely: "The Alchemy Conference, which is held every thirty years, is just around the corner. It won't be long before it happens." The curtain is about to begin. At that time, you can take the stage to refine this 'Reincarnation Soul Shaping Pill'."

"With your ability, it must be easy for you to refine these eighth-grade peak elixirs and win the crown of the Dan Society. The Dan Society is the perfect stage for you to become famous and shine."

"Okay, I understand, Yao Lao." Xiao Ling nodded slightly, with determination and confidence in his expression, and the light in his eyes flickered, "I had planned to refine this 'Reincarnation Soul Shaping Pill' to participate in the pill. Yes, for me, I am bound to win the championship of this year's Dan Conference.

After saying this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a bit of teasing, and then he looked at Yaochen with a smile, his words were full of youthful spirit, "However, if this happens, the title of the number one alchemist in the continent will be changed. I'm afraid it will have to change hands and be taken over by me, Mr. Yao, don't blame me for 'stealing' this title later."

"Haha, you kid!" Yao Chen laughed loudly, full of open-mindedness and joy. He raised his hand and waved it casually, "If you want these false names, just take them. In today's world, how many people can remember them?" I'm afraid there are not many people left who were the 'first alchemist in the mainland' like me."

After saying that, his expression straightened, "Okay, hurry up and make preparations. I heard that girl Qinglin say before, didn't you still agree to the Ye family and help them participate in the assessment? If there is any further delay, If you go down, people will think you have forgotten about it.”

"Haha, Mr. Yao, thanks to your reminder, I almost forgot about this matter. Then I won't disturb your rest anymore." Xiao Ling's expression straightened and he agreed repeatedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ling stood up, bowed to Yao Chen, then stepped forward and walked briskly towards the door.

Yao Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Xiao Ling's retreating back with gentle eyes. Until the figure completely disappeared from the field of vision, he nodded slightly, with a relieved smile on his face.

Then, he turned around leisurely, walked back to the depths of the attic, and continued to immerse himself in the room full of medicinal fragrance and ancient books on elixirs.

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After leaving Yao Chen's attic, Xiao Ling flew over briefly and then returned to his courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard, Xiao Ling subconsciously looked around the courtyard. Zi Yan and others, who were usually laughing and playing around each other, were nowhere to be seen at this moment. There was only the gentle breeze blowing through the branches and leaves, and it was so quiet. Quite unexpected.

Xiao Ling's eyebrows rose slightly, and a hint of doubt quietly emerged. However, he did not hesitate too much in this doubt. He just assumed that they were temporarily out for some fun or had other important things to do.

Thinking like this, he walked towards the house, his clothes swaying lightly in the wind, and he stepped on the stone road with steady steps, making a slight and rhythmic sound. In a moment, the figure walked into the attic where he lived. Among them, hidden behind the carved wooden door.

"Sir, you are back."

As soon as Xiao Ling stepped into the attic, a woman's voice, like a clear mountain spring flowing through a stone stream, came to his ears.

When Xiao Ling heard the sound, he subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a graceful figure standing in the corner of the attic.

Wearing a colorful skirt, she outlines a perfect and concave figure. Her jade-white legs are gently wrapped in delicate white silk, like gelatin covering snow, with graceful and smooth lines. Her black hair is rolled up loosely, with a few strands of broken hair. It hangs down on the white neck, and it is charming.

This person is none other than Feng Qing'er, whom Xiao Ling "brought" back from Fenglei Pavilion. Months have passed by in a hurry, and looking at her now, she looks like a completely different person compared to the past.

The arrogant temperament she once had has gradually been smoothed away after this period of time. Today, her behavior exudes a kind of softness and tranquility, but there is also a hint of noble temperament from the bottom of her heart, lightly mixed with it.

The contrast between the front and back is perfectly blended. Not only is it not abrupt, but it adds a different charm, which makes people unable to help but take a few more glances, and also makes Xiao Ling feel a sense of accomplishment.

After all, during this period of time, he spent a lot of effort to guide and train Feng Qing'er, so that Feng Qing'er could change like this. Today, she has lost the arrogance and coldness she once had, and has become so gentle and pleasant. Looking at her, Not to mention how pleasing to the eye and comfortable it is.

Xiao Ling looked calm, just nodded slightly, then turned his eyes to Feng Qing'er, and asked softly: "Qing'er, do you know where Zi Yan and the others went? I just came back, why didn't I see them? "

Feng Qing'er bowed lightly, raised her bare hands, and swept the few strands of hair hanging down from her forehead elegantly behind her ears. Her eyebrows were lowered and her expression was submissive. The stubbornness and arrogance she once had were gone. At this moment, Showing gentleness and skill.

"Reporting to the young master," she opened her red lips lightly and said in a clear and unhurried voice, "Since you went out today, Miss Zi Yan took Miss Qing Lin out together, saying that she was going to find some snake-like monsters. , Miss Medusa was not worried, so she went with them. "

"Okay, I got it." Xiao Ling looked calm and unperturbed, and nodded his chin lightly, which was considered an agreement.

After a short pause, Xiao Ling suddenly changed the subject, and his voice added a bit of coldness and seriousness, "Next, I will set off for Shengdan City to participate in this year's Danhui Competition. Zi Yan and the others will go with me. I guess I will be away from Xingyun Pavilion for some time."

"During the time we are away, you should stay here steadily and do something you are interested in and happy to do to pass the time. However, I'll say it in advance, like the idea of ​​running away, you'd better put it out as soon as possible, otherwise, you won't be so comfortable now. The days have passed. "

Feng Qing'er was slightly startled, and then a trace of panic appeared in her eyes. She hurriedly stepped forward and bowed slightly, saying: "Young Master, Qing'er would never dare to have the idea of ​​running away. During this period of time, Qing'er has understood her situation and is well aware of your tolerance towards Qing'er. Qing'er will definitely cherish this stability and wait for you to return. Young Master, please go to the Danhui Competition with peace of mind. Qing'er will definitely abide by her duties and never cause trouble. "

Although Xiao Ling did not give Feng Qing'er the opportunity to choose at the beginning, he forcibly took her back to Xingyun Pavilion and made her a maid.

However, during this period of time, Feng Qing'er did not suffer any major grievances except occasionally cleaning the courtyard where Xiao Ling and others lived and serving tea and water to several people.

On the contrary, in the process of refining pills or preparing pills for Zi Yan and Medusa, Xiao Ling would always generously give Feng Qing'er some pills or pills.

Zi Yan occasionally teased Feng Qing'er out of a sense of bad taste, but she did not make things difficult for her because of her status as a Heavenly Demon Phoenix.

Medusa was a rather cold person and rarely spoke to Feng Qing'er, but she never ordered Feng Qing'er to do anything.

Qing Lin, who was kind and friendly, sometimes took the initiative to chat with Feng Qing'er.

The interactions between the few people did not really treat Feng Qing'er as a servant.

To put it bluntly, it was just Zi Yan's whim to capture Feng Qing'er. There was no substantial conflict between the few people and Feng Qing'er, so there was no reason to make things difficult for her.

During this period of time, Xiao Ling and others did not deliberately provide Feng Qing'er with cultivation resources. They just occasionally gave her some things that they thought were not precious at all, and let Feng Qing'er use them.

But these things that Xiao Ling and others looked down on were quite effective for Feng Qing'er, who was only a seventh-level magic beast. Compared with the resources she could obtain in Fenglei Pavilion, these resources are much richer.

Because of this, Feng Qing'er has made considerable progress in cultivation during this period of time with these resources, and the speed of improvement is much faster than when she was practicing in Fenglei Pavilion.

When Feng Qing'er was brought back to Xingyun Pavilion by Xiao Ling, she was really a little uneasy at the beginning. Moreover, when she learned that Zi Yan, who had the idea to capture her, was actually a member of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, the enemy of the Tianyao Phoenix Clan, she instantly thought of the sayings occasionally circulated by the elders in the clan, and once thought that she would be directly swallowed by the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan as the rumors said.

However, as she continued to get along with everyone in Xingyun Pavilion, Feng Qing'er gradually found that it was not as she had thought at the beginning. Although she was not as prominent as she was in Fenglei Pavilion before, her life was still stable and she did not have to worry about cultivation resources. Therefore, she gradually dispelled such fears.

Xiao Ling looked at Feng Qing'er's attitude and was very satisfied. He could naturally see that Feng Qing'er had gradually adapted to the life in Xingyun Pavilion and accepted her current fate.

"In this case, you should take good care of yourself. During the time I am away, if you need anything, you can ask Mu Qingluan for help. She will help you." Xiao Ling nodded slightly and said slowly.

After that, Xiao Ling did not continue to care about Feng Qing'er and walked directly to his usual alchemy room.

"Thank you for your concern, Qing'er will take good care of herself." Feng Qing'er nodded gently, her voice was soft, and her face maintained a usual respectful expression.

However, as soon as she heard Mu Qingluan's name, Feng Qing'er unconsciously felt unhappy.

During the days in Xingyun Pavilion, Mu Qingluan relied on her status as Xiao Ling's junior sister, and Feng Qing'er was nominally just a maid of Xiao Ling and others, and would come to her from time to time to give her a bad face, which made Feng Qing'er feel very aggrieved, even more aggrieved than Zi Yan teasing her. This was also one of the few bad things she had experienced during these days in Xingyun Pavilion.

Whenever she recalled Mu Qingluan's smug look in front of her and Mu Qingluan's intimate gesture towards Xiao Ling, Feng Qing'er would recall the plan she had previously made to seduce Xiao Ling.

However, because Zi Yan and other women often surrounded Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling was often busy with his own affairs recently, her plan progressed very slowly, which really made her a little distressed.

Looking at Xiao Ling's departing back, Feng Qing'er secretly made up her mind that she must be more proactive in the future, otherwise she would always be bullied by Mu Qingluan, which she could never accept. (End of this chapter)