Fan Kong had a headache when he saw Qin Liuxi, especially when he heard that she wanted to use the land to make elixirs, his head almost split.

“The Tianshan Mountains are so big, you can find a nook and cranny.” Fan Kong couldn’t help but mention it.

Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "This is impossible. The thousand-year-old ancient temple has enough spiritual energy, and refining the elixir will be twice the result with half the effort. When the thunder comes, the Buddha is compassionate and says that he can't help to block it, so that the elixir will not explode."

Fan Kong heard a different meaning. If the Buddha didn't help, he was not merciful.

His delicate face was a little unable to calm down.

 Is this the reincarnation of Rakshasa?

"Okay, when the elixir is ready, I will scrape some elixir powder from the furnace wall for you as a reward." Qin Liuxi looked at this area and counted with his knuckles to see which direction was auspicious.

Fan Kong’s face was completely cracked. Instead of giving him a pill, he scraped some powder from the pill furnace. He was so stingy, it was really amazing!

 Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!

 He is not greedy, but angry.

 Having broken the precept.

Fan Kong sat down cross-legged, raised one hand, and recited the Meditation Sutra.

Qin Liuxi has calculated the best direction, which is in the southeast, facing the sunrise, which means the sunrise in the east.

“We will set up a tent tomorrow and make elixirs tomorrow night,” Qin Liuxi said happily to Teng Zhao and the others.

 The next day, the master and the disciples began to prepare for the alchemy.

Fan Kong offered a stick of incense to the Buddha and knocked the wooden fish silently.

In the evening, Qin Liuxi entered the main hall and offered a stick of incense. He was respectful, but the words he spoke were not so nice.

 She even threatened the Buddha.

Fan Kong has a black face.

It is rare in thousands of years for someone to be so shameless, cunning, biased and extremely talented.

Qin Liuxi said to Fankong: "Monk Jun, come and help me when you have time."

Fan Kong: “…”

 She even teased the monk.

 Qin Liuxi walked out of the main hall with a smile.

Fan Kong took a deep breath, looked up at the Buddha, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Buddha..."

He paused for a moment and looked at the Buddha in front of him in astonishment. His eyes were still compassionate, but now they looked a little more compassionate.

 Compassion.

Fan Kong followed his line of sight subconsciously. The figure gradually moved away and soon disappeared.

Fankong's heart was beating wildly. He thought for a while, sat down cross-legged, made a Buddha seal with his hands, put them on his chest, and closed his eyes.

 As Qin Liuxi left the Main Hall, he looked back and frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he quickly put it behind him.

 Alchemy, begin.

Any alchemist who makes an elixir must be familiar with the elixir recipe. He must be proficient in handling the medicinal materials and must not make mistakes in the steps. In addition, he must be able to control the elixir fire with ease. His energy and spirit must be highly concentrated and undistracted. There must be no mistakes. Otherwise, a single elixir recipe and medicinal materials must be used. It will be wasted on your hands.

As for Qin Liuxi, he only had one portion of the medicinal materials for the Foundation Establishment Pill. He had collected them for ten years and spent countless efforts to collect them all, so it couldn't be wrong.

Therefore, as soon as Qin Liuxi entered the alchemy room, he completely focused on it, handling the medicinal materials and drawing the elixir charms meticulously. His concentration on the look made both Teng Zhao and Ginseng Jing look sideways. They did not dare to desert and tensed up. Mental strength.

Refining alchemy is not easy, and Qin Liuxi will never allow himself to fail.

 She set up spiritual formations and barriers just in case.

While Qin Liuxi devoted himself to refining alchemy, Chi Yuanlao Taoist quietly returned to the Taoist temple with Sha Yuanzi. Qingyuan was very surprised to see him, and asked with joy on his face: "Master, why are you back?"

Chi Yuanlaodao smiled and said: "I have something to tell you."

 He asked Sha Yuanzi to play, but Sha Yuanzi didn't move and followed him step by step.

"Idiot." Chi Yuan Lao Taoist sighed and ignored him, letting Qingyuan enter his Taoist room, while Sha Yuanzi squatted at the door, holding his chin in his hands and looking at the sky.

By the time Qingyuan came out, an hour had passed. His steps were sloppy, his face was pale and at a loss, and his hands were shaking.

“Uncle, what’s wrong with you?” Sanyuan stepped forward.

Qingyuan pursed his lips and wanted to say something. There was movement behind him. When he looked back, he saw Old Daoist Chi Yuan standing at the door looking at him and shaking his head slightly.

"It's okay, the temple master is back." Qingyuan's throat was choked.

 The end is approaching.

 This is what the master of the temple said. He actually calculated his own death.

 But their young temple master was not there, and the temple master refused to let her know, saying that it would be useless to inform her, that God's will was irreversible, and that changing her fate against the will of heaven would only harm her.



But he didn't want to think about whether the Young Master would ignore his death for the sake of this life. Even if he changed his fate against the will of heaven, she wouldn't be afraid. She was just afraid that she wouldn't be able to save him, and when she came back, he wouldn't be there. Well, such a young temple master will definitely go crazy, and then the common people will suffer.

The more Qingyuan thought about it, the more he felt that it was not possible. His legs went weak and he knelt down: "Master..."

Sanyuan was startled and knelt down too. What happened?

Chi Yuan's face darkened, and he said: "Why are you kneeling down? Get up and do what you have to do. Remember, even if I'm not around, I will develop our Qingping Temple into a famous grand temple and promote our Qingping Sect." prestige."

Qingyuan's mouth felt bitter. She had to tell Qin Liuxi about this. If you weren't here, she would probably ignore you and break up the gang immediately. This is not the first time she has said this.

“Master, you can’t do this, she will go crazy.”

Chi Yuan Lao Dao said angrily: "She will understand."

Qingyuan lowered his head and shed tears.

Sanyuan looked confused and a little panicked. What riddles were they playing?

"I'm going to offer incense to the Patriarch." Chi Yuan Lao Dao ignored them and went to the front hall.

Qingyuan quickly got up and followed him.

Chi Yuan Lao Dao took the incense, offered a heart-warming incense, and murmured: "I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you. You will have to watch over the traitor."

The incense was burning slowly, covering the face of the ancestor, as if it were illusory.

Chi Yuan Lao Taoist waited for the incense to burn out before returning to the Taoist room. He entered the secret room, took out the magic weapons passed down from generation to generation, and picked two items, including the diamond hammer that Qin Liuxi had given him from the underworld. If he really If he wants to become a pawn, he must also give this child some time to grow up, both for Buddhism and Taoism.

 He drew a few more talismans, thought about it, and then used his energy to draw a transmission talisman.

 After everything was ready, he placed a stick of incense in front of the ancestral tablets in the secret room and left the secret room.

Out of the secret room, he quietly tore out the **** and left.

By the time Qingyuan came to find him, the building was already empty and no one was there.

"Master..." Qingyuan was flustered.

Sha Yuanzi came in from the outside. Seeing this, he was so anxious that he stumbled and said, "Junior brother."

 Qingyuan looked at him.

 “Look for her.”

Sha Yuanzi turned around and went to Qin Liuxi's Taoist room, found a turtle coin that she often used, bit her fingertips, drew a tracking charm and placed it on the turtle coin, held it in the palm of her hand, opened the **** and walked in.

 It’s getting cold, and Zha Mo is also cold-blooded~

　　(End of this chapter)