I just want to make alchemy, not to fall in love

Chapter 9 The Truth... What is it?
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The long sword broke.

Pierce the carved window ribs.

Rubbing past Xu Gu's ear.

Cut off a strand of hair around his ear.

It is inserted directly into the wooden floor in the pavilion.

There was a splash of sawdust.

penetrating.

Sure enough, it was a seventh-rank sword repairman.

The problem is a bit big, and it's worth panicking.

He swallowed calmly.

Pretend not to see anything.

Under the gaze of calm eyes in the distance.

Xu Gu looked back with some reluctance.

Turn your head away from the window.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace again.

Don't hear what's going on outside the window.

Add materials to the alchemy furnace with one heart and one mind, and control the heat to make alchemy.

At the same time, he opened the game panel.

【Name: Xu Gu】

【Main Occupation: Ninth Rank Alchemy / Ninth Rank Sword Repair】

[Sub-occupation: Civilian]

【Level: 1】

【Strength: 7】

[Agility: 11]

【Spirit: 16】

[Vigor and blood: 30/30]

【Energy: 300/300】

[Experience: 5600]

[Comprehensive evaluation: For a slag with a combat power of 10, even if you have practiced alchemy and kendo, but your level has not improved, your alchemy and kendo can only stop at rank nine, and you are still like an ant]

Xu Gu raised his eyebrows.

The overall rating is still not high.

But it should be.

The level determines the upper limit of the rank.

simply understand,

That is, for every 10 levels, the upper limit of the product level will increase by one level.

Level 1-10, up to rank nine.

Under normal circumstances, reaching level 10 will unlock the main job.

But in fact,

Because practice is too difficult, practice resources are difficult to obtain and waste too much and so on.

There are also people who are still at the ninth rank in the twenties and thirties.

He relied on his innate memory of Danfang and his mastery of information.

At level 1, you have the main occupation that others can only have at level 10.

Moreover, he is also a Dan Xiu and a sword repairer.

This kind of main occupation is easy to get started, but difficult to advance.

They are all a bottomless pit of experience.

For the next ten days, I will just sit and practice alchemy and accumulate experience.

As for what pill to refine...

Xu Gu coughed lightly.

Anyway, it's not a serious pill.

Not only that……

Xu Gu looked at the word "civilian" in his sub-occupation column.

You have to use experience to unlock a related side job.

Increase the success rate of alchemy.

Sigh slightly.

It would be great if I could come in with a large size.

With his large strength, he can definitely win over the current leader of the Devil's Cult.

After speeding through this heaven-defying novice mission, you can start the main mission.

The sound of light footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

The girl who just took a bath entered the pavilion.

Pull out the long sword that penetrates three points.

embraced in front of the chest.

Her long hair hangs down naturally,
The tone of voice does not change at all:
"Don't have another time."

Xu Gu and Jiang Du looked at each other, nodded in agreement:

"I try to restrain myself."

With Xu Gu's promise, the girl turned and left.

The figure gradually recedes.

It seems that they are going to Zixun Pavilion on the top of the peak.

Following Jiangdu,

Xu Gu walked out of Lingquan Pavilion.

He stopped outside and continued up the mountain without following Jiang Du.

While rubbing the corners of his eyes with one hand to cover the sunlight, he squinted around from the corner of his eye.

The black-clothed Jianxiu sitting on the stone pier turned the upside-down jade slip calmly.

The cleaning handyman disciples sweep the leaves to the left, and then sweep to the right after a while, cleaning by fishing.

The little junior sister who was exercising in the sun happened to pass by three times, "unintentionally" dropped a jade bottle, and after a while, she pretended to return anxiously and picked up the jade bottle.

They all looked in the direction Jiang Du was leaving from time to time.

Make sure that Jiang Du is in their line of sight.

Xu Gu pretended not to notice anything.

Go back to the pavilion.

"This demonic saint's life is..."

"The leader of the demon sect sent so many people to watch, just to prevent the alchemy materials from escaping..."

"Is this also worthy of being called father?"

After spouting a few casual words, Xu Gu shook his head.

I caught a glimpse of rustling in the spiritual grass, and a rabbit jumped out of it.

Looking at his "civilian" sub-job with no bonus.

He also looked at his 36% alchemy success rate.

He seemed to know what kind of sub-profession he should start.

[Consume 3000 experience points, sub-professional function is enabled]

[You have chosen the sub-profession "Chef", are you sure you want to start the professional task]

【…】

……

Gusts of breeze blew on Jiang Du's cheeks.

Because of that dream today, she came to the peak for no reason.

She stood in the open space at the top of Cangwu Peak and walked slowly forward.

From time to time, elder protectors passed by her.

Ignore her presence.

She really doesn't understand.

Why did the father want her to be a saint.

What is the meaning of the title of saint?
"Thanks to those two brats, Jiang Du and Jiang Shu, my promotion was able to go so smoothly!"

The eerie and crazy words suddenly appeared in his mind.

It made her feel oppressed.

It also made her back break out in cold sweat.

It was what my father said in the dream.

It is said that dreams are the opposite of reality.

but,

so real...

true to
She felt that the father in her dream was a little scary.

Obviously... obviously my sister has been gone for so long.

Why did the father in the dream say such things.

Close your eyes slightly, and dispel the bad memories in your mind.

Looking up at the attic, the plaque is engraved with the words Zixun Pavilion.

Just ask.

Her father and her blood are thicker than water, no matter how stiff the relationship with him is, her father will not lie to her.

Finally, when she entered the pavilion.

Someone discovered her existence:
"Saint? Are you here... for something?"

"Find my father."

The elder in black robe didn't react.

Although the leader and the saint are father and daughter, their relationship is usually very tense.

Even if there is something, the leader is looking for the saint.

The saint never took the initiative to find the leader.

I took the initiative to find it yesterday.

Come again today?
what's the situation?
But he still said:

"Uh... the leader is not in the cabinet at the moment, I will contact the leader."

After all, it is the material for the alchemy of the leader,

Or report to the priest.

He said respectfully:

"Please be safe, Holy Maiden."

"it is good."

Jiang Du embraced the long sword.

She wanted to know the truth about that incident back then.

The black-robed elder went inside, and came back after a while.

Patiently explain to Jiang Du:
"The leader said that he is busy and needs to wait for a while, let the saint wait in the pavilion first..."

Jiang Du's tone didn't care:
"fine."

"I'll wait for him."

Seeing this, the black-robed elder didn't continue to talk, and left on his own.

noon.

The sun looms over the peak.

The glare of the sun entered the pavilion.

I moved my sore calves a little.

The seat in the pavilion was reserved for his father and the guardian elders.

There is no place for her.

There's no need to make fun of yourself,

sit on the floor.

She just stood there quietly, watching the sun gradually set.

an hour,
two hours,

three hours...

That's what my father said... wait a minute?
until sunset.

It was dark.

The sound of the door opening and closing sounded at this moment.

With a wave of his sleeves, the travel-stained leader of the Devil's Cult leaped back to his exclusive seat in the pavilion by taking advantage of the wind.

Condescending, with a majestic voice.

"Du'er? You came to look for your father again today. What's the matter?"

"You messed around once yesterday."

Jiang Du remained silent.

Maybe it was hungry for a day, or maybe it was standing for a day.

Her legs were slightly weak.

It was her familiar father.

Didn't say anything about her.

To open your mouth is to ask the teacher for a crime.

Breathing out the turbid air in his heart, Jiang Du said, "Father..."

The voice is very weak, but with some doubts and uncertainties:
"Sister, how did she die back then..."

(End of this chapter)