Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 140 One drink and one peck

Gong Mengbi and Yasha Ghost took Brother Menghua and fled all the way to the direction of Zhenshan. In order to avoid being discovered, they finally chose to restrain their breath and walk from the ground just like Brother Menghua did.

It's not that he doesn't want to fly, but that he can't fly. Gong Mengbi can't even ride the wind.

Although walking by foot is slow, it is concealed, and with Gong Mengbi dispelling the breath, it is safer.However, it will take longer to walk on foot, and Meng Hua's injury needs urgent treatment.

Gong Mengbi found a leeward mountain col, and placed Meng Hua there.

Wen Mengchun quickly came up to feed him medicine, and fed him a few pills for strengthening the body, pills for nourishing qi, and pills for nourishing the spirit.

He swallowed them one by one without changing his expression, except for the muscles on his face twitching a few times, there was no other reaction, but in the end, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Junior brother, if you can't, next time, wrap it in sugar coating." , it's still a bit bitter."

Wen Mengchun comforted: "The good medicine tastes bitter, and the effect of my medicine is full of praise from the master. It doesn't matter if it tastes bad."

The corners of Meng Hua's eyes twitched, he couldn't say anything more, so he concentrated on adjusting his breath and recuperating his injuries so as not to damage his foundation.

After Meng Hua entered into samadhi, it was very difficult to be disturbed by external forces. Wen Mengchun heaved a sigh of relief, and said bitterly: "It's because my ability is too low that I let senior brother hurt like this."

Wen Mengchun's morality is not low, but his fighting skills are weak.

I haven't seen them these days. Menghua's eighth rank has entered the seventh rank, and Wen Mengchun's ninth rank has entered the eighth rank.Eighth-rank Taoist, but judging by his appearance, he may not be able to defeat Yasha ghost.

Gong Mengbi comforted: "There is a specialization in things, and Wen Daoyou is a good alchemist, so it's not easy."

Wen Mengchun tugged at his hair, "I really don't have enough time. In the three years since I entered Taoism, I have not only refined Qi but also alchemy. I really don't have time to practice spells."

Gong Mengbi was still shocked for a moment, the eighth grade in three years, this is an extremely remarkable speed.

Don't look at Gong Mengbi who seems to have jumped to the eighth rank in one year, but he has been out for the past ten years, and only entered the rank this year.There is also the wishing tree to gather mana for him, and the sky-reaching method to help him comprehend the spell, and this is the ability he has today.

Wen Mengchun, on the other hand, was able to achieve the eighth grade in three years purely by talent, which is an extremely amazing talent.

Gong Mengbi said: "Wait for a little longer to practice, and it will come naturally."

Gong Mengbi's small tricks were learned during the long period of exile.These accumulations have allowed him to accumulate a lot, but the reason for such accumulation is not because there is no benefit in Taoism, so he can only study other things to make up for it.

Wen Mengchun was comforted by him, looked at Gong Mengbi, and asked, "Why did my master appear in the Xiaosheng Temple?"

Gong Mengbi looked at Yasha Ghost, and said, "Brother Xiang, you should talk about it."

Wen Mengchun looked at Yasha Ghost again, who scratched his head and said, "It's a long story."

He narrated how he discovered the change in the little holy statue, how he invited Gong Mengbi to come, how he was instructed by Huolong Daoist, and finally was taken under by Huolong Daoist.

Wen Mengchun knew that Huolong Daoist was seriously injured, so he was full of worries, and when he heard that Yasha Ghost was recruited, he became happy again: "Doesn't that mean you are my junior brother?"

Facing a senior brother who was young but started early, Xiang Qian called out senior brother in a principled manner.

Wen Mengchun laughed: "When senior brother wakes up, I must tell him the good news."

Wen Mengchun dug in his sleeve pocket and sighed: "There are no good things left. I have almost used up all the pills that can be used along the way. Brother Xiang, next time I will make a pot for you."

Xiang Qian shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about this either."

Wen Mengchun said: "Yes. My master and senior brother gave me gifts when I started, and I will make up for yours."

Wen Mengchun has a serious baby face and a sincere heart.

Gong Mengbi knew that he was very endowed, but to be able to enter the eighth rank in three years, in addition to good talent, there must also be a reason for his heart.

From this point of view, Xiang Qian is very similar to Wen Mengchun to some extent.

When Meng Hua woke up, Wen Mengchun recounted what Xiang Qian had said. Meng Hua looked at Yasha Ghost and said, "I've seen Junior Brother Xiang several times in private. Junior Brother is simple in nature, so it's no wonder Master is willing to accept you. .”

Hearing this praise, Xiang Qian became a little naive.

Meng Hua asked again: "Master told us to go to Zhenshan to join Mr. Yuanming, didn't he tell us to go see him?"

Xiang Qian shook his head and said, "Master just asked me and Brother Gong to take you to Zhenshan."

Meng Hua showed concern, but he still decided to follow Huolong Taoist's decision: "That's fine, we're going, I'm afraid it will be a drag. Meng Chun, give the Qinglong Good Fortune Pill to Junior Brother Xiang."

Wen Mengchun's eyes lit up, he took out a jade box and handed it to Xiang Qian.

Meng Huadao: "Qinglong Haohua Pill was originally entrusted by Master Ye Tianshi to refine the magic pill for the emperor in Zhenshan Yujing and Mr. Yuanming. Before this elixir was completed, the emperor died first, and he kept it here with Meng Chun. Now that Master is in great trouble, this elixir will be born, and it may help him refine his form."

Xiang Qian put it away carefully, and said, "It must be delivered to Master."

Meng Hua said: "One drink and one peck, could it be pre-determined. Junior brother, the master will leave it to you."

Xiang Qian felt the heavy responsibility, but his back straightened even more.

Meng Hua took out a piece of magic iron the size of a thumb from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Xiang Qian, saying: "Brother, you don't know anything but a flying sword, only a piece of Tianchen Gold is left over from practicing swordsmanship, you can use this to sacrifice Your steel fork makes it aura."

Xiang Qian took the Shentie and hid it carefully.

Meng Hua rested overnight and recovered four to five points with Wen Mengchun's bitter medicine.

The group of people did not wait any longer, but continued to move forward.

In the cold of the winter moon, cut the flesh and scrape the bones.

Several people hid their bodies and energy, covered with mirage beads, and went to Zhenshan.

It's strange to say, I don't know if the enemy who chased them gave up, or they looked in the wrong direction, and they never found it again.

Even Meng Hua practiced while walking, and gradually recovered completely.

Wen Mengchun felt happy, and said: "In this way, we can go to Zhenshan smoothly and find Mr. Yuanming safely."

But Gong Mengbi and Meng Hua didn't feel such joy, instead their expressions became more dignified. When they reached Zhenshan not far away, they could see the continuous mountain range with dense pine and bamboo like green clouds when they looked up.

"We can't go any further." Gong Mengbi said, "If we go any further, we're afraid we will fall into a trap."

Wen Mengchun was puzzled: "He has already arrived at Zhenshan, does he still dare to act presumptuously here?"

Gong Mengbi said: "Mr. Yuan Ming's family is not the only one in Zhenshan. Mr. Yuan Ming doesn't know that we are coming. If someone ambushes us, I'm afraid we will suffer disaster if we step close to the door."

Meng Hua said: "Brother Gong is right, he chased us from the imperial capital to Shanyin, he never lost track of us all the way, let alone lost track at this time, and gave up at this time."

Gong Mengbi nodded, and said: "Since it's not behind, it's in front. Brother Meng, we should count it up."

The four of them stopped in the woods less than five miles away from Zhenshan.

But soon, three people set off again and escaped into Zhenshan.

　Okay, I'm exhausted, good night everyone, Chirp~
　
(End of this chapter)