Chapter 156: Bao Yang Alchemy Point Casting Seven Return Cinnabar Decision

The atmosphere in the hall was awkwardly strange for a moment, quite subtle.

In such a situation, even with Chen Hang's current state of mind, a sense of helplessness couldn't help but wash over him.

After a moment of silence.

He tugged at the corners of his lips, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Noble lady, please forgive me. Today's events truly have their reasons. I am not a lecher. This—"

"I know!"

Before Chen Hang could finish.

The bright girl in the mirror rolled her eyes, a look of understanding appearing on her face, the corners of her lips curling up slightly, interrupting him:

"You are also here to see Fat Xiao Xiao Shixiong for treatment, just like those people in the Earth Abyss before? But Fat Xiao Xiao Shixiong actually took out Great Ancestor's Six-Dragon Cauldron to use. Are you seriously injured?"

This sentence was not far off, and Chen Hang did not want to explain too much, so he nodded.

"So it is for treatment, no wonder you are shirtless..."

She muttered in a low voice, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

But soon she seemed to realize something and "ah-ed," hurriedly bending down, searching left and right, before finding the pill that had fallen from her fingers.

"It fell on the ground and got dirty."

The girl sighed with regret, then looked at Chen Hang familiarly, holding the Jade Muscle Pill in her palm, excitedly saying:

"Do you know? I refined it for a long time, even when I was learning the zither, I was pondering the alchemy formula. Today, I finally refined it..."

A small mouth began to chatter non-stop.

At first, Chen Hang would respond.

But after a while, he lowered his eyelids, only responding casually when asked about himself.

By his ears, he felt as if thousands of warblers were happily chirping.

Thinking of that stout Daoist priest, who also seemed just as talkative.

It seems that the reason the two were compatible was because of this connection?

"It was still a few steps wrong when roasting the gold and dividing the fetus, otherwise, half a month ago, I would have been able to refine the pill..."

This chatter ended with a sigh, and after the crisp voice that had lasted for several cups of tea stopped, it suddenly fell silent.

Chen Hang seemed to perceive something.

He raised his eyes to look.

Coincidentally, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

"You are really fun. You didn't find me annoying after I said so much? If it were Qiao Wei, he would definitely be blocking my mouth by now."

The girl held her jade cheeks with both hands, a pair of eyes as shimmering as the spring river in Peach Creek looking over with a smile, soft and gentle:

"My name is Qiao Rui, everyone calls me Little Qiao, you can also call me Little Qiao. What is your name?"

"My surname is Chen, and my given name is Hang."

"Jade? A gentleman is like a jade, feather clothes shining, bright and clear, patterns like brocade."

Qiao Rui held the Jade Muscle Pill, shaking her head and saying: "Your name sounds very good, and it is very similar to you."

"Similar to me? The current me?"

Chen Hang raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, noncommittal.

Qiao Rui nodded seriously, her two eyes curved like crescent moons, and she smiled again.

Although the person in front of her had a strange face, his features were extremely beautiful, and at the first glance, one would unconsciously be attracted by his restrained and enduring temperament.

Like a jade mountain rising above the clouds, a thousand streams falling into blue water, deep and majestic, remote and clear.

"But a person with such demeanor, why is his face..."

When Qiao Rui thought of this, she was inexplicably a little confused, tilting her head.

The noble temperament that seemed to be like a goddess of the Luo River when she first saw her had already dissipated a lot in the previous chattering, and now it was gone.

At this moment.

Qiao Rui was more like a cute little girl with flesh and blood, both elegant and charming, and overly talkative.

"A gentleman is like a jade... However, I am not a righteous gentleman, and the senior brother you mentioned should have gone out on business and is not in this hall now."

Chen Hang said.

"Ah? I know Fat Xiao Xiao Shixiong is not here."

Qiao Rui didn't hear the implication of his words and just nodded ignorantly.

"If there is nothing else, Miss Qiao, please close this bronze mirror." Chen Hang lowered his eyelids.

"I just said you were a good person and didn't mind me talking too much! Now you find me annoying too?"

Qiao Rui's eyes widened when she heard this, her eyebrows raised, and she puffed up her small face.

But before she could speak, a series of apologies suddenly came from outside the hall, followed by heavy footsteps.

"This is? Fat Xiao Xiao Shixiong is back?"

Qiao Rui was about to cheer, but when she saw Chen Hang shirtless on the side, her expression suddenly stiffened.

Feeling that she couldn't explain the scene in front of her after being seen, she hurriedly formed a seal and extinguished the mirror light without a word.

And just a few breaths after the bronze mirror dimmed.

A stout Daoist priest ran over in a panic, holding a pill box, sweating profusely.

He blew a breath, and a bright yellow true Qi shot straight out from his crown, instantly dissolving the restriction that closed the entrance, and he entered the hall.

"Eh, did this mirror just light up? Who would come to find me? Little Qiao Qiao Shimei..."

The stout Daoist priest muttered a sentence first, then cast his gaze toward Chen Hang.

When his gaze touched Chen Heng's face, the fat all over his body shuddered violently like undulating water waves, and he gave a fierce start.

He threw the elixir box in his hand to one side, bowed deeply with a mournful face, and shouted:

"This poor Daoist was reckless and lost his composure for a moment; I failed to suppress the fire nature within the Six Dragon Cauldron and accidentally injured your esteemed countenance. I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Truly, ten thousand deaths could not redeem this!"

"It is of no consequence."

After a brief silence, Chen Heng, who was inside the cauldron, suddenly laughed:

"The external appearance of skin and flesh does not hinder the grand purpose of the Dao; it is not worth mentioning. Rather, I have yet to thank you, Senior, for healing my injuries."

He had originally expected a round of scolding.

The fat Daoist had kept his head lowered lower and lower, and he had not expected this matter to be brushed aside so easily; it truly exceeded his expectations.

"You are benevolent, kind, and have the heart of a Bodhisattva! You are truly not of the same path as that little ancestor just now..."

The stout Daoist priest sighed repeatedly, and when he opened his mouth to pull the story away again, he realized that now was not the time for idle talk.

He spat a few times, patted his face lightly, and stopped talking.

"At most half a month, your noble appearance will return to its original state. Later, allow me to prescribe a few more medicine formulas, and the time can be shortened even more!"

He patted his chest and swore, then untied one of the golden locks formed by the six dragons, helped Chen Hang up, and said with certainty.

Chen Hang had no objection and just nodded slightly.

After being led into the side hall and changing into a set of clothes.

Seeing that the stout Daoist priest felt guilty and was just as talkative as Qiao Rui, Chen Hang also intended to learn about the inside story of Jin Gu Cave from him.

With this back and forth, under Chen Hang's intention, the two soon talked happily.

An hour later.

In front of the jade table covered with smoke and fire marks.

Chen Hang picked up the already cold teacup, took a light sip, looked at the stout Daoist priest who was still chattering opposite him, and couldn't help but think to himself.

This stout Daoist priest was named Cui Jingzhong. His parents were originally blood food in the cage of the Zhao ghosts. Shortly after giving birth to Cui Jingzhong, they were eaten by ghosts and gods, leaving him alone, widowed and lonely, struggling to survive.

Later, when the ghosts and gods were killed by a sword, Qiao Yubi pitied his background and saw that his root bone was clear and strange, especially having some talent in the art of gold and white, so he bestowed upon him a volume of red copper alchemy books, allowing Cui Jingzhong to live in Jin Gu Cave.

Although this Jin Gu Cave was Qiao Yubi's retreat, there were thousands of servants and maids brought from the Earth Abyss, used for cleaning and serving.

The reason Cui Jingzhong was not in the hall just now.

Was because a pot of pills was not refined to people's satisfaction, and he was called over by a maid to refine another pot.

"Senior achieved the Cave-Mystic Realm the year before last and has such alchemy talent, being favored by Qiao Zhenjun, why would you be called by a maid?

Could it be that her cultivation is above Cave-Mystic, or is that maid of extraordinary status, a clansman of the Mishan Qiao family?"

Chen Hang put down the teacup and asked.

Cui Jingzhong opposite was still slapping his thigh and complaining, muttering about how disrespectful the leading maid was, treating him as if he were nothing, calling him when she wanted and waving him away, completely disrespectful to his elders.

When he reached the point of helplessness and annoyance, he couldn't stop sighing, pouring cup after cup of tea into his stomach, treating it as wine.

Logically speaking, this was talking too deeply on a shallow acquaintance.

It was just their first meeting, and Cui Jingzhong shouldn't have told him these heart-to-heart words.

It was just that Cui Jingzhong grew up in the cage of ghosts and gods, and once he escaped, he grew up in Jin Gu Cave. His heart was simple and honest, he did not understand the ways of the world, and naturally did not understand human sophistication.

Finally finding someone willing to sit down and listen to his complaints.

When the conversation started, his mouth was like a floodgate, and he couldn't stop...

"That maid's cultivation is mediocre, and she is not a clansman of the Mishan Qiao family, but her master Qiao Ting has a background... To be honest, there are thousands of people in Jin Gu Cave. Because I am a good person and favored by the Zhenjun, everyone treats me with respect, except for Qiao Ting..."

Cui Jingzhong slapped his thigh again and again, wanting to say more but stopping, finally turning into a helpless long sigh.

"Because Qiao Ting is arrogant and domineering, not only does she often treat me with contempt, feeling that I have taken away the Zhenjun's care for her. Over time, even her personal maids, relying on her favor, gradually stopped putting me in their eyes. In the past, when the Zhenjun had not yet closed his death retreat, Qiao Ting still had some constraints, but now she is even more unscrupulous!

Just now I was called out, also because the Ding Yan Pill tasted bitter, and I was blamed severely. With such a temper, how does she look like a noble lady of a family!

Compared to Little Qiao Qiao Shimei, it is simply heaven and earth..."

After speaking.

He sighed again, then suddenly remembered the business, looked at Chen Hang and laughed:

"My mouth, I chattered again without knowing it! However, in the few days before the Zhenjun leaves the retreat, please bear with it, Xiao Xiao Shixiong, and wait a while.

He also needs to stabilize that realm of 'not attaching to all realms, four transformations of the original model,' so he has to be like this. The Zhenjun already knows what you are seeking, so don't worry!"

Chen Hang nodded when he heard this, only stood up from the table, bowed, and responded.

In that hour just now.

Cui Jingzhong was not all chattering aimlessly, but still said some useful facts.

Qiao Yubi entered the Earth Abyss not only to heal his wounds, but also to borrow the turbid barrier of the netherworld to practice a great supernatural power in the Zhong Yi Sword Sect called "Mystic Spirit Nether Transformation."

This method requires locking the five senses and entering that state of "not attaching to all realms, four transformations of the original model," being an infant, being strong, being old, being dead... only then can one conveniently start.

According to what Cui Jingzhong said.

Qiao Yubi's breaking the retreat to take action had already slightly damaged the divine stabilization. If not solidified in time, it would inevitably turn all his previous hard work into water flowing east.

And what Chen Hang sought was nothing more than to know the detailed background of this body.

However, with Qiao Yubi's major event at hand, he naturally shouldn't go to disturb him, only waiting for this Zhenjun to leave the retreat again.

As for Cui Jingzhong telling him that sentence "Tai Shi Yuan Zhen"...

What this person knew was only a glimpse, like being covered in clouds and mist, and he couldn't get too much information.

"The Zhenjun once said before closing the retreat that at most half a month, he will summon you to meet, and asked me to advise you not to be impatient."

Seeing Chen Hang's expression was plain.

Cui Jingzhong also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"However, in this half month, I wonder what plans you have, Xiao Xiao Shixiong?"

"What does Senior mean?"

"Since there is nothing to do here, why not practice alchemy with me!" Cui Jingzhong laughed, took out a jade slip solemnly from his sleeve, and handed it over:

"I just forgot myself for a moment, failed to suppress the fire in the cauldron, and accidentally injured your noble appearance.

This alchemy book is called "Bao Yang Alchemy Point Casting Seven Return Cinnabar Decision," totaling twelve volumes. It talks about the heat and techniques of alchemy, and lists the names, properties, origins, and functions of gold, stone, and medicinal materials. It is my life's hard work, so just take it as an apology to you, Xiao Xiao Shixiong!"

"How can this be?"

Chen Hang shook his head, just about to decline, when he was stopped by Cui Jingzhong.

He laughed complacently and said:

"Unless you refine the Nine Return Great Return Pill, etc., alchemy is extremely difficult to achieve longevity, and it is always an external path, a minor path. Over these years, I have also taught this hard work to the people of Jin Gu Cave, but either their Dao nature is low and they cannot penetrate the mysteries, or they are like Qiao Ting, who disdains it.

Xiao Xiao Shixiong, don't hesitate or decline repeatedly. If our alchemy path can add one more person, one more person who can sit and discuss the Dao, I will be satisfied! This life's hard work will not have been in vain!"

Cui Jingzhong said very sincerely. Chen Hang hesitated for a moment, did not decline, bowed deeply, and took it.

"Then I will accept it with shame. If I don't die in the future, I will definitely repay you."

"Good, very good." Seeing him accept it, Cui Jingzhong couldn't help but be happy and laughed: "Come, come, Xiao Xiao Shixiong, you must be new to alchemy. There are some mysteries in it that still need me to explain first, so it will be convenient for you to get started."

"Sorry to bother you." Chen Hang bowed.

"What bother or not bother? Now that the Zhenjun is in retreat, in this Jin Gu Cave..."

Cui Jingzhong paused:

"In this Jin Gu Cave, except for Qiao Ting, my face is the biggest! All your consumption of medicine and stones will be counted on my head, and I will fill it with my private treasury!"

After speaking, he pointed his hand.

A white jade-like three-legged alchemy furnace on the left suddenly boomed, and ten thousand star fires exploded and flew out, falling in a colorful manner.

A few days later.

In front of that three-legged alchemy furnace.

Chen Hang, who was sitting quietly on the meditation cushion, suddenly opened his eyes, calmly lifted his hand to the furnace lid, and at the same time, a true Qi flew out from his crown and pressed down on the furnace fire. ===== CHAPTER 157 =====