My peerless Martial Emperor was exposed by a beautiful apprentice!

Chapter 19 is my ghost master who has been dead for a year!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

On the top of a male peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, spiritual mist flutters, like a fairyland on earth.

An unrestrained and extraordinary man in white was lazily leaning on a big rock, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Suddenly, he sneezed three times in a row.

Behind the man, there are two other women, also dressed in white, with exquisite and beautiful faces, like fairies in the world.

A woman paints, paints this fairyland.

A woman plays the piano, the sound of the piano is melodious, touching the soul.

When they heard the sound of sneezing coming from ahead, the two peerless women immediately stopped their movements, stood up, and walked towards the man.

"Great Emperor, are you alright?" Fairy Qin said softly.

"It's windy on the top of the mountain, it's better for the emperor to be careful." Fairy Hua also said.

"It's okay." Long Feibai shook his head lightly in response, but his brows were deeply furrowed on that handsome face, and he said softly to himself:

"It's weird. This emperor hasn't sneezed three times in a row for hundreds of years. Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

"Pfft!" Upon hearing Long Fei's words, the two women laughed at the same time.

Fairy Hua said: "You are in the realm of the Great Emperor, who in the world would dare to speak ill of you."

Fairy Qin also said: "What my sister said is that even if someone speaks ill of you, how can it affect you."

"Not to mention, there used to be a person who would sneeze three times in a row every time he spoke ill of me."

"Who is it?" The two fairies said in unison.

"It's my dead ghost master who has been dead for 100 years."

"Blood Moon Emperor!" The two women exclaimed.

……

Ling Mansion Hall.

Chu Xiyue said: "Since Mr. Ling is willing to help me, is there anything that needs me now?"

"Place my old man well, let him live a life of prosperity and wealth, and enjoy his old age in peace." Ling Chen said.

The world of Chu State is too small, and he will leave sooner or later to go to a wider sky.

But in Chu State, the only thing he was worried about was that old man.

"There is no problem with this." Chu Xiyue said, "Grandpa Ling is not in good health, I will find the best imperial doctor to treat him."

Following her, he continued: "I will personally go out and try to reconcile the enmity between Young Master Ling and Tianba Shenmen.

If I personally come forward, maybe..."

"That's unnecessary!" Before Chu Qingxi finished speaking, Ling Chen directly refused.

The so-called reconciliation is asking for forgiveness from Tianba Shenmen and Yin Ling'er.

They deserve it too?

Although Chu Xiyue is the princess of the Chu Kingdom, Tianba Shenmen, one of the three major forces, probably doesn't think much of her.

In a world where martial arts are respected, everything speaks with fists.

In the state of Chu, the current three major powers are not weaker than the imperial power.

What's more, they didn't want Tianba Shenmen and Yin Ling'er to forgive themselves. They killed themselves and committed a capital crime, which needs to be paid for by death.

"Prepare some herbs for me." Ling Chen said.

"Master Ling, please tell me." Chu Qingxi nodded.

"Thirty Qiongmu flowers, thirty Concentrating Grass, thirty Kemu branches, thirty Domewood powder, and one catty of Huomelting powder!"

After hearing this, Chu Qingxi moved her eyes slightly, and asked Ling Chen, "These...should be used for alchemy, right?"

"That's right." Ling Chen replied.

These medicinal materials are all used to refine the primary first-grade elixir Yuan Ning Dan.

Now the strength is too weak, and he still can't refine the elixir that is too advanced.

And even if it is refined, the cultivation base is too weak and forced to swallow high-level pills, the body will not be able to bear it at all, it will not be able to digest it, and it may be backlashed.

At the least, the dantian explodes and becomes a cripple, and at the worst, the body explodes and dies.

"You can make alchemy, are you an alchemist?" Chu Qingxi was startled.

To become an alchemist and study the way of alchemy, one must not only have outstanding talent and comprehension, but also possess soul power and sensitivity beyond ordinary people.

The way of cultivating alchemy is much more difficult than martial arts.

And the young man in front of him, only fifteen or sixteen years old, not only has extraordinary talent in martial arts, but also involves alchemy.

"I know a thing or two." Ling Chen replied like this.

This time, he was really humble.

Today's number one alchemy master in the world was trained by him himself back then.

"It turns out that Emperor Sanmu is also involved in the way of alchemy, but it's normal, after all, he is the disciple of Emperor Blood Moon."

Chu Qingxi said to herself in her heart.

She thought that Ling Chen's alchemy technique was taught by Long Feibai.

In fact, I didn't know that that kid also had a whim back then and asked his master to teach him how to make alchemy.

Xue Wuji agreed and taught him for three days. In the end, this kid was not the material at all. He couldn't control the most basic heat, and seven alchemy furnaces were blasted.

For three days, the kid was beaten all over his head, and finally gave up just like that, and ran away, not seeing anyone for a while.

"I'll order someone to bring it here."

Before Chu Qingxi's words fell, Ling Chen sensed that a black shadow flashed out of the hall, and naturally went to get medicinal materials for himself.

……

Canglin City, the Prefect's Mansion, a gloomy and damp underground secret room.

Here, there are one mummy after another. At a glance, there are more than 30 corpses, and each corpse is extremely shriveled.

It looked like Ling Chen sucked the blood from the corpse with the eyes of the blood moon god after killing someone.

A young man about 20 years old in purple brocade clothes stood proudly among the mummies.

This person looks handsome, but his complexion is extremely bad, pale and lifeless.

He is the son of Canglin prefect Ye Qing, Ye Mochen.

Ye Mochen stood upright, his eyes were closed, and his hands formed a very strange handprint.

I saw traces of black air flowing out from the corpses, drifting slowly towards Ye Mochen.

It wasn't until all the black air floated into Ye Mochen's body that he slowly opened his eyes, "Huh!"

A mouthful of green poisonous gas was slowly spit out from his mouth.

"Come in." A gloomy voice sounded from Ye Mochen's mouth.

The stone door of the secret room was pushed open, and a man wearing a scarf, a white loose robe, and a feather fan stepped in.

This person was none other than Xing Tianyu who was in Yin Mansion and congratulated Yin Yu on behalf of the prefect's mansion.

"My lord, I went to Qingmen Town this time, and saw a person who also practiced blood-sucking skills, but he still looked good."

Xing Tianyu said to Ye Mochen.

"Tell me now!"

Hearing Xing Tianyu's words, Ye Mochen's cold face changed immediately, and he hurriedly urged Xing Tianyu.

"Ok!"

Therefore, Xing Tianyu told Ye Mochen what happened in Qingmen Town recently.

Suddenly, I saw his face gradually becoming agitated, his face was full of longing, and his body was slowly trembling due to excitement:
"At the age of 15, he has the power to kill six-star martial spirits. He kills and sucks blood, but his complexion is intact. There is nothing wrong, there is nothing wrong, then it must be... that must be it! This person has a complete... Magic work!

Hahahahahahaha! "

(End of this chapter)