Transmigrating into the male channel, she makes money to cultivate immortals and bring the villains

Chapter 103 Zhuang Haiping: I really regret waking up

Zhuang Haiping seemed to be exhausted, he staggered and almost couldn't stand still.The richest man hurriedly turned around to support the master: "Little junior sister is like this, she becomes a little girl when she sees the master. Master, please sit down!"

He supported Zhuang Haiping to sit down, and Xiong Xiong took the disciples of Da Jinfeng to carry the five corpses down.Since Jiang Ying revealed the identity of one of them just now, no matter whether it is true or not, it must be destroyed as soon as possible!
Dead Men Tell No Tales is always the safest.

At this time, the news of Xiao Qiao's death was known to everyone in the Invitation Immortal Sect except Zhuang Haiping.The head explained the whole story to him in detail, and he said with emotion: "What a good boy, what a pity."

The headmaster nodded in satisfaction, as if this sentence had been explained, and the rest of the matter had to be investigated to invite the foundation of Xianzong. From now on, the name "Qiao Shu" would only be mentioned when communicating with Buddhism and Taoism or flaunting justice. .

"But Haiping, why did you suddenly wake up?"

"I originally had a long dream, and I gradually woke up from the dream not long ago, and became conscious. Just now, senior brother, you entered the mountain gate, and I sensed erysipelas.

Perhaps because my thoughts were too earnest, I felt a wave of spiritual energy break through the sea of ​​consciousness and bring me here. Zhuang Haiping lowered his head and smiled: "To be honest, I still feel like I'm in a dream!"It took a while to get used to it. "

The head of the sect also stroked his beard with a smile: "Congratulations to Hai Ping, who broke through the second level of Yuan Ying, and his cultivation level is on the rise!"

Zhuang Haiping also beamed with joy, but quickly restrained himself:
"Many children in Shoufeng and Shoufeng have delayed me. I really would rather not have this cultivation. It is better not to bother senior brother at this time. I will go back and see the disciples immediately."

The sect leader couldn't stay any longer, so Zhuang Haiping turned around and took Wu Neng and the richest man back to Heshoufeng. On the way, he heard the news that the third, sixth, twelve, and thirteen people had left the sect. There was no words for a long time.

Before entering the school, he only said: "I am sorry for them."

Naturally, Jiang Ying didn't come, and half of the futons in the school were dusty.The seven disciples looked at the master and felt as if they had passed away. The only thing that changed was that Zhuang Haiping's big belly seemed to be looser, not as round and bright as before!

"Second Child"

"Yes, Master"

"In the past few years, you have been protecting and supporting Shoufeng's younger brother and sister, worrying about ordinary things, and you can break through the golden alchemy realm. You are even more talented in alchemy. As a teacher, I am very pleased to see you refining high-quality elixirs. I plan to use the great good luck technique Pass it on to you, and you will inherit Heshoufeng's mantle from now on, would you like it?"

Unlike asking Jiang Ying in private, Zhuang Haiping asked questions in front of everyone, in fact not giving Wu Neng a chance to refuse.

The disciples were all happy for him, but also a little worried—the master was eager to pass on the mantle as soon as he woke up, so nothing major would happen, right?
Only the richest man cheered repeatedly in his heart-do you still remember the bet nine years ago?The Great Creation Technique belongs to the second senior brother, and Yingying and I are going to make money again!

Wu Neng looked at his younger brothers and sisters who were happy for him, and...the old eighth who had golden eyes, and then at his master who was looking at him with a smile, and nodded solemnly.

The original situation of "a loving father and a filial son" was broken that night.

"You prodigal son! The nine-section tea medicine I brought back from QDN, the Xuanji pill furnace I won from alchemy when I was a disciple, and the firewood I chopped back at the risk of my life, where did it go? Where did it go??
Don't scare me with your broken pills, it's a fart if you can taste it!The alchemy you refine eats the alchemy furnace?Have you ever seen someone who takes medicine?Did you know that a piece of wood can burn for more than 20 years!Where did it go! ?you say! "

In the medicine hut are Zhuang Haiping who has regained [-]% of his strength and is furious, and Wu Neng who is kneeling on the ground with a "hippie smiling face" and can only bow his head and be scolded for failure.

"Good Yingying! Can't we never see Master in this life? The old man is scolding the second senior brother. If he scolds the Great Good Fortune, we will lose a lot!" While Wu Neng was being scolded, the richest man was suffering. Advise Jiang Ying to go to Yaolu to rescue Wu Neng.

"Your eyeballs really can't see it at all, even the master master can't see it! You were left behind by them back then. Of course, you can survive by any means, and there is nothing to blame, but if the second senior brother has no evidence , it’s not going to end well!”

In fact, Jiang Ying felt a little uncomfortable when she heard that the second senior brother had received the Great Creation Technique. She always felt that she was the one who made up the lives of others, so she would be happy to see it come to fruition if it went wrong.

But throwing the blame to the second senior brother who has saved his life and has been taking good care of himself is not human's doing!

"Let's go, let's return the alchemy stove!" Jiang Ying hugged out the small alchemy stove with a layer of oil in its belly, and held a few pieces of half-burned Ruo wood charcoal under his other arm.

The richest man was ecstatic at first and wanted to help get the alchemy furnace, but when he saw that the alchemy furnace was so black with oil, he withdrew his hand resentfully—this made the master see it, why didn't he dismantle him and fertilize him?
The door of the medicine hut was not closed, but the five senior brothers and sisters just leaned against the window to watch what was going on inside.They are all cultivators, who can't sense who?Just save some face for the second senior brother.

"Cough, master, you have wrongly blamed the second senior brother." Jiang Yingweng walked in the door in a low voice.

When Zhuang Haiping saw her coming, he laughed out loud: "Hey, isn't this our Foundation Establishment No.1? Don't feel wronged, blush, hide your feet, or wipe away your tears?"

The richest man endured a lot of hard work outside the window, he was wicked but wanted to laugh.

Jiang Ying sighed, holding the alchemy furnace and shaking it: "Master, this disciple really misses you very much. In the past few years when you were not here, this disciple can only go around learning about other people's exercises. This knowledge, I have learned miscellaneous things. Already!"

Wu Neng: I beg you to be normal.

"However, I begged my senior brother to give me the nine-section tea medicine before I went to Lijiabao. The master also knows that the ninth senior sister is delicate, so I can only think of ways to protect myself. The second senior brother is kind and has soft ears. I can't let him be punished for me."

Jiang Ying imitated the green tea in the TV series he watched in the summer vacation, frowned and pouted, then knelt down crookedly:

"Master wants to punish, just punish me..."

Wu Neng: How about you go out.

After this, Zhuang Haiping got up suddenly, sniffing something in the air, and slowly, he walked to Jiang Ying's side, and saw the Xuanji Pill Stove in her arms.

Zhuang Haiping said in a trembling voice, "You, what did you do with this pill furnace?"

"Refining...refining alchemy..." Jiang Ying said, watching the master's facial expression with his eyes cast aside.

"What kind of pill did you make? Do you still use cumin?" Zhuang Haiping suddenly clenched his fist under his sleeve until it turned white.

"It's made..." Jiang Ying looked at the second senior brother as if asking for help, but the second senior brother looked at the nose, nose and ground, as if she couldn't hear her, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "...the meat pill."

A burst of maniacal laughter erupted outside the door, and the laughter became farther and farther away. The richest man finally couldn't hold back, and left with a sword in his hand!
Zhuang Haiping in the medicine hut had veins throbbing on his forehead, and he regretted waking up.

Taking a few breaths, Zhuang Haiping waved at Wu Neng: "You go out first, and tell everyone outside to disperse. I have something to say to Yingying."

Wu Neng breathed a sigh of relief, gave Jiang Ying a "brother slip away" look, and trotted out to chase away people.

I saw Zhuang Haiping smiling, holding the alchemy furnace with one hand and putting it aside, and accurately feeling Jiang Ying's wrist with the other hand.It was almost too late for Jiang Ying to react!
"broken!"

　Jiang Ying: "Haven't you eaten? Why are you laughing?"

　　The richest man: "I'm sick, and I'll keep laughing when I'm sick."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)