"Two phoenix grasses, three or two star bamboo juice, Yuming fruit..."

On the counter, the elderly store took out the same medicinal material and pushed it forward:

"Chenghui, there are three spirit stones in total!"

"Yeah." Mo Qiu took out the spirit stone from his body and handed it over:

"Excuse me, add a few more carbon stones."

"Okay." The store nodded and asked casually as he turned around:

"What was the result of the last refining?"

"It's useless." Moqiu shook his head with regret.

"This is normal." The store is not surprised at this:

"To refining the Tongqiao Pill requires the mana of the cultivator to control the spiritual fire, which can smelt the spiritual materials to the greatest extent and preserve the power of the medicine."

"you…"

He glanced at Mo and shook his head slightly:

"Perhaps among mortals, they are considered master alchemists, but this kind of elixir has a very low chance of success."

"What?" Mo Qiu said with a smile:

"The old man doesn't want to do my business?"

"How come." The store put a few pieces of carbon stone into the bag, handed it over, and whispered:

"However, you and I are always our own family. It's better to think about it if you are wasteful of spirit stones."

The store's surname is Mo. He has a good temper and fair prices. Don't ask me to have been buying pills and spiritual materials here during this time.

Now, they are also familiar with each other.

"The last time." Moqiu took the bag and said:

"If it still doesn't work, there is no way, but if it works, you can promise to recycle it."

"Of course." The store shrugged:

"The old man is eager for you to make the Tongqiao Pill. Since then, I have also had an additional purchase channel."

"Then wait for my news." Moqiu handed over and left the shop with his hands.

Outside.

Dong Xiaowan has already bought something.

Time can obliterate everything, even the grief in the heart will be smoothed out or pressed down in the bottom of my heart as time goes by.

Walking on the street, she asked:

"How many acupuncture points do you have now?"

"The nose, eyes, and ears have all been opened, but the farther back, the slower the speed." Mo Qiu glanced at her:

"Where are you?"

There are seven eye orifices, six nose orifices..., but in two years, his progress is by no means slow.

"I'm not as good as you." Dong Xiaowan's expression darkened:

"Perhaps, I have no chance to become an immortal cultivator. Going back and guarding my father is the best choice."

It can be seen that the ending of the search for her mother has dealt a heavy blow to her, and she has lost the fighting spirit in her eyes.

"Don't say that." Moqiu shook his head:

"Senior, if I hear you say this, I am afraid I will be disappointed, and... I heard Niu Niu said that Lu Rong already has a way to worship the immortal faction?"

"Yeah." Dong Xiaowan nodded and said with a strong spirit:

"The current Prince An admires Rong Rong very much and plans to take her to worship the Shang Qing Sect."

"Shang Qingzong!" Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is one of the three immortal factions of Fairy Island.

Although it is said that it has fallen, it is also the immortal faction that the vast majority of immortal cultivators want to enter but are unacceptable.

"Although Lu Rong said he had a bit more grumpy temper, he was very emotional. You should be able to follow along."

"Yeah." Dong Xiaowan's expression changed:

"Rongrong did say that she would take me and Fengxian to get started, but... Fengxian refused."

"Why?" Mo Qiu was taken aback.

"Someone paid a big price and bought the place from her. She also knew that she was not talented enough. Even if she went to the Xianpai, she couldn't become an immortal cultivator. Fortunately, she pushed the boat along the water." Dong Xiaowan sighed lightly:

"Rongrong, I didn't say anything. The quota was also handed over to Fengxian, saying that it was all the feelings of these years."

Mo Qiu shook his head regretfully, and said again:

"What about the nineteenth mother?"

"She will follow the world as a servant, and she will have the opportunity to become an outer disciple."

Naturally, Lu Rong will not forget her sister.

"Heh..." Mo Qiu chuckles:

"It seems that the elder son values ​​the second lady very much."

"Not bad!" Dong Xiaowan was shocked and said:

"The birth experience, appearance, and temperament of the elder son are quite good, and I have always advised Rongrong to think about it."

"Persuade?" Mo Qiu was surprised:

"She is reluctant?"

"Yeah." Dong Xiaowan was also a little speechless:

"Rong Rong's heart is on the road, saying that she must become Zhuji Immortal Xiu, so I don't want to give up."

"This way..." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"Also."

"Junior Brother Mo." Dong Xiaowan pondered for a moment, and said:

"Your talent is far beyond mine. If you can join the Immortal Faction, your future will be limitless. It's better to..."

"I will give you the place?"

She looked sincere, as if she really had such a plan.

"Don't mention this again." Mo Qiu shook his head and vetoed:

"Let's not say that Lu Rong will not allow it. If Senior knew it, he would curse me for the rest of my life."

"But..." Dong Xiaowan was worried:

"what would you do?"

Moqiu had no identity, no talent, and no family funding behind him. On this island, he might not be able to serve as a soldier.

"Don't worry about me." Mo Qiu looked indifferently:

"I have my own way."

"Yes?"

"certainly!"

While they were talking, the two had already arrived near the inn.

"But Lord Mo?" A person greeted him at the right time, arching his hands:

"The villain is an entourage by the boy's side. I was ordered to come here today to ask the boy a few words."

"Young Master." Mo Qiu said:

"Tong Yuanfu?"

Tong Yuanfu had been to Fairy Island a long time ago, and he believed from the future. He didn't expect to send someone over today.

"Exactly." The other party frowned, as if unhappy with the impolite rudeness, and his voice went cold:

"My son said that he has been favored by the immortal master of Biyun Immortal Sect, and he has become an outer disciple. He will set off for the immortal door two months later."

"Really." Don't ask for a comment:

"Thank you, congratulations to son Tong."

"You..." The man was angry on his face, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his unhappiness, and said:

"My son said, if you swear an oath to serve him for twenty years, he would give you a place to follow and worship into the immortal gate."

This person simply couldn't figure out why the owner would give such a precious quota to the opposite person?

There is no respect and inferiority at all!

As everyone knows, Tong Yuanfu knows Moqiu's strength. Although he is a mortal, he is comparable to a cultivator of Qi or Qi eighth.

If you are a servant, you will get a lot of bargain when you enter the immortal gate.

"Twenty years of effectiveness?" Mo Qiu said softly, waving his hand:

"Go slow, don't send it!"

"You..." The visitor's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect Mo Qiu to be so unceremonious, he immediately waved his sleeves fiercely:

"Good for yourself!"

Not long after this person walked, a beautiful woman approached with a smile.

"Brother Mo, what a big temper." The woman chuckled softly, her voice heard, Dong Xiaowan suddenly felt hot and flushed.

"You can ignore things that others can't ask for. You really deserve to be the one I'm after."

"You must know that to become a Taoist soldier, you usually have to make a spirit contract. The worst is ten years. You don't pay any price, and twenty years is not too much."

"Fairy Bishui." Mo Qiu's voice was cold:

"I seem to have said that you are not welcome here!"

"Hehe..." Fairy Bishui smiled:

"I just admire your rebellious, mighty and unyielding look. How about you, then consider my proposal."

"I don't need your allegiance, just your body."

As she said, she leaned forward, with a fresh fragrance, as if there was no bones, she came over to Mo Qiu.

"Huh!"

The sword light flashed away.

Fairy Bishui retreated violently, a piece of cloth slowly falling off his collar, and her pretty face was even more frightened.

"You... how dare you..."

"Don't mess with me." Moqiu's voice was cold:

"You should know that the island is not peaceful, and several people are missing every day, including immortal cultivators."

"Are you threatening me?" Fairy Bishui narrowed her eyes, stared at Mo Qiu for a moment, and stomped with resentment:

"The last name is Mo, let's wait and see!"

Before the sound fell, the colored sleeves were already waving and fleeing towards the distance.

Dong Xiaowan watched this scene and saw Fairy Bishui go away, her beautiful eyes not only flashed.

"It looks like..."

She sighed:

"Junior Brother really doesn't have to worry about me."

As a mortal warrior, it is also an anomaly on the island to allow the cultivator to take the initiative to solicit.

What happened, don't ask for it and refuse to agree!

...

Send Dong Xiaowan away, don't ask to return to the residence, and enter a specially vacated room.

He wants to refine Tongqiao Pill.

The store's claim is true, refining the Tongqiao Pill requires mana to control the spirit fire to have a chance.

But these two points are not without substitutes for Moqiu.

"Duh!"

The fire dragon pendant was emptied, and a ray of flame floated out of the fire dragon pendant with the introduction of the melting fire technique.

The flame resembled a long snake, shook lightly, and sank into the bottom of the pill furnace.

"call…"

The pill furnace trembled lightly, and a scent of medicine floated out after a short while.

The medicine has a strong scent and does not disperse. Taking the method of alchemy, there is a 60% chance that the medicine will be produced.

A few days later.

"Om..."

The copper lid of the pill furnace was opened, and the innate qi was drawn inward, and when it was empty, five round pill pellets floated on the scene.

Tongqiao Dan!

Success!

The prices on Fairy Island are very different from those outside for casual cultivators. There are more spiritual stones, but the medicines are more expensive.

If you count as a pill...

"Three pills of Tongqiao pills are sold out, and you can earn one."

Do not ask for a little meditation:

"It takes seven days to come and go, but the success rate can be increased."

"So, it can barely be supported."

At least, there is no need to make ends meet, and even like some innate warriors, they need to sell their belongings in order to support their cultivation needs.

Time passed slowly.

Two months later, Tong Yuanfu came to the door himself, promising that he could join him in the immortal faction as long as he listened to him for fifteen years.

However, Mo Qiu was ignorant.

half year later.

Lu Rong approached the door with the same unceremonious attitude, and threw over a dozen spirit stones and a stack of magic charms.

"For the sake of your helping my sister, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can do it for himself!"

A few days later, Dong Xiaowan and Lu Muhui also came to say goodbye. They will go to Xiandao soon.

one year later.

Many people already know that Jindao has an extra mortal alchemist who can refine Tongqiao Pill.

He even refused to be wooed by the imperial forces, even unwilling to be a soldier of the Taoist priest, and kept practicing behind closed doors.

It's another year.

"Flapping..."

A flying bird landed on the window sill. Do not ask to remove the letter paper from the bird's body, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly rippled.

Not long.

He packed his things and walked out the door, refunded the rent, and went straight to the shore.

"Go to Fairy Island!"