Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 296 Year after year

"Two stalks of phoenix grass, three liang of Tianxing bamboo juice, Yuming fruit..."

On the counter, the old shopkeeper took out the medicinal materials and pushed them forward:

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

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

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

"Okay." The shopkeeper nodded, and asked casually when he turned around:

"What was the result of the last refinement?"

"It's useless." Mo Qiu shook his head with regret.

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

"Refining Tongqiao Pill requires the magic power of the cultivator to control the spiritual fire, so that the spiritual material can be smelted to the greatest extent and the medicinal power can be preserved."

"you……"

He glanced at Mo and shook his head slightly:

"Maybe among mortals, he can be regarded as a master of alchemy, but the chance of success for this kind of elixir is really not high."

"What?" Mo Qiu said with a smile:

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

"How could it be?" The shopkeeper put a few carbon stones into a bag, handed them over, and persuaded in a low voice:

"However, you and I are always in the same family. Seeing you wasting spirit stones for nothing, you'd better think carefully."

The store owner is also surnamed Mo, with a good temper and fair prices. Mo Qiu has been buying pills and spiritual materials here all this time.

Now, they are also familiar with each other.

"Last time." Mo Qiu took the bag and said:

"If it still doesn't work, then there is no other way, but if it works, you can agree to take it back."

"Of course." The shopkeeper shrugged:

"I wish you could refine Tongqiao Pill, so I will have one more purchase channel."

"Then wait for my news." Mo Qiu cupped his hands and left the shop with his hands.

outside the door.

Dong Xiaowan has already bought something.

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

Walking on the street, she asked:

"How many acupuncture points have you opened?"

"The nose aperture, eye aperture, and ear aperture have all been opened, but the further you go, the slower the speed." Mo Qiu glanced at her:

"Where are you?"

There are seven eye orifices, six nose orifices... In just 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 at all. It is the best choice to go back and guard my father."

It can be seen that the ending of finding her mother has hit her hard, and she has lost the fighting spirit in her eyes.

"Don't say that." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Senior, if I hear you say that, I'm afraid I'll be very disappointed, and... I heard from Nineteen Niang that Lu Rong already has a way to join the Immortal School?"

"Yeah." Dong Xiaowan nodded and said vigorously:

"The current son of Prince An admires Rong Rong very much, and plans to bring her to the Shang Qingzong."

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

This is one of the three immortal sects of Xiandao.

Although it is said that it has declined, it is also the immortal sect that most cultivators want to join but cannot.

"Although Lu Rong has a bit of a temper, she is very emotional. You should be able to follow along."

"Hmm." Dong Xiaowan's complexion changed:

"Rongrong did say that she wanted to take me and Fengxian to the door, but...Fengxian refused."

"Why?" Mo Qiu was taken aback.

"Someone paid a high price to buy that quota from her. She also knows that she is not talented enough. Even if she goes to the Immortal School, she will not be able to become an Immortal Cultivator. Fortunately, the situation is going smoothly." Dong Xiaowan sighed softly:

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

Mo Qiu shook his head regretfully, and said:

"What about Nineteenth Mother?"

"As a servant, she will follow the son of the world and have the opportunity to become an outer disciple."

Naturally, Lu Rong would not forget her sister.

"Heh..." Mo Qiu chuckled lightly:

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

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

"The son's life experience, appearance, and temperament are all quite good. I have been persuading Rongrong to think about it."

"Persuasion?" Mo Qiu looked surprised:

"She is unwilling?"

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

"Rongrong's heart is on the Dao. She said that she must become a foundation-establishing immortal cultivator, and told me not to give up."

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

"Also."

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

"Your talent far surpasses mine. If you can join the Immortal School, your future is limitless. How about..."

"I give you the spot?"

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

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

"Let's not say that Lu Rong won't allow it. If senior knows, he might curse me for the rest of his life."

"But..." Dong Xiaowan was worried:

"what would you do?"

Mo Qiu has no status, no talent, and no family sponsorship behind him. On this island, he might not even be able to serve as a Taoist soldier.

"Don't worry about me." Mo Qiu said calmly:

"I have my own way."

"Yeah?"

"certainly!"

While talking, the two of them had arrived near the inn.

"But Mr. Mo?" A person greeted him at the right time, cupped his hands and said:

"The villain is Young Master Tong's entourage. I was ordered to come here today to ask Young Master a few words."

"Young Master Tong." Mo Qiu said:

"Tong Yuanfu?"

Tong Yuanfu had gone to Xiandao a long time ago, and he had never sent a letter to him. He never thought that someone would be sent here today.

"Exactly." The other party frowned, as if displeased by Mo Qiu's rudeness, and his voice became cold:

"My son said that he has been favored by the immortal master of Biyun Immortal Sect and has become an outer disciple. He will leave for the immortal sect in two months."

"Really." Mo Qiu was noncommittal:

"Please congratulate Mr. Tong for me."

"You..." The visitor looked angry, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said:

"My young master said that if you swear by your spirit and soul to serve him for twenty years, he is willing to give you a place to follow him into the immortal sect."

This person couldn't figure it out at all, why would his master give such a precious quota to the person opposite?

There is no dignity at all!

As everyone knows, Tong Yuanfu knows Moqiu's strength, even though he is a mortal, he is comparable to a monk at the seventh or eighth level of Qi training.

Accepting as a servant, entering the fairy gate will also bring great benefits, at least there is a thug when being bullied.

"Working for twenty years?" Mo Qiu let out a sigh, waved his hands and said:

"Go slowly, don't send!"

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

"It's good to do it yourself!"

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

"Brother Mo, you have such a temper." The woman chuckled softly, and the voice caught her ears. Dong Xiaowan suddenly felt hot all over, and her face was red.

"You can ignore things that others can't even ask for, and you really deserve to be the person I like."

"You know, to become another's humanitarian soldier, you usually have to make a soul contract, and the worst is ten years. You don't have to pay anything, 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!"

"Hee hee..." Fairy Bishui smiled coquettishly:

"I just admire your rebellious, mighty and unyielding appearance, how about it, then consider my proposal."

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

As she said that, she leaned forward, with a fragrance, she moved towards Mo Qiu as if she had no bones.

"Shua!"

The sword light flashed away.

Fairy Bishui's delicate body retreated violently, a piece of cloth from her collar slowly fell down, her pretty face was filled with shock and anger.

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

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

"You should know that the island is not peaceful. Several people disappear every day, including immortals."

"Are you threatening me?" Fairy Bishui narrowed her beautiful eyes, stared at Moqiu for a moment, and then stomped her feet in resentment:

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

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

Dong Xiaowan watched this scene from the sidelines, seeing Fairy Bishui go away, her beautiful eyes not only twinkled.

"It looks like..."

She sighed leisurely:

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

As a mortal martial artist, he can be recruited by immortal cultivators, which is an anomaly on the island.

However, Mo Qiu still didn't agree!

…………

Send Dong Xiaowan away, don't ask to go back to the residence, and walk into a specially vacated alchemy room.

He wants to refine Tongqiao Pill.

What the shopkeeper said is true, to refine Tongqiao Pill, you need mana to control the spirit fire to have a chance.

However, these two points are not without substitutes for Moqiu.

"Duh!"

Putting on the fire dragon pendant, and using the Fire Melting Art, a wisp of flame floated out from the fire dragon pendant.

The flame was like a long snake, with a slight sway, it sank into the bottom of the alchemy furnace, and the carbon stone immediately turned red, and flames began to burst out.

"call……"

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

The fragrance of the medicine is strong, and the condensate does not disperse. In terms of the method of alchemy, there should be a 60% chance of getting the medicine.

After a few days.

"Om..."

The copper lid of the alchemy furnace was opened, and the innate zhenqi was scooped inward, and when it was rubbed in the air, five round pills floated on the scene.

Tongqiao Pill!

Success!

The prices on Xiandao are very different from those of casual cultivators in the outside world. There are more spiritual stones, but medicines are more expensive.

If it is counted as Chengdan...

"Three Tongqiao Pills are for sale, and you can earn one to start with."

Don't ask for a little meditation:

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

"So, it can barely support."

At least, you don't have to make ends meet, even like some innate warriors, you need to sell your belongings to support your cultivation.

Time passed slowly.

Two months later, Tong Yuanfu came to the door in person, and promised that as long as he was sent by him for fifteen years, he would enter the immortal sect with him.

However, Mo Qiuli didn't make any sense.

half year later.

When Lu Rong came to the door, her attitude was also very rude, and she threw over a dozen spirit stones and a stack of talismans.

"For the sake of helping my sister, you can do it yourself!"

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

one year later.

Many people already know that Jin Island has an additional mortal alchemist who can refine Tongqiao Pill.

He even refused to be courted by the imperial court, and even did not want to become a Taoist soldier, and has been practicing hard behind closed doors, which makes people puzzled.

Another year.

"Plop la la..."

A flying bird landed on the window sill, Moqiu took off the letter paper on the bird's body, Gu Jing's eyes without waves suddenly rippled.

Not long.

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

"Go to Xiandao!"

Ask for a monthly pass! ! !