Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Rong Ye hid in the room for a day and night, his eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't cry anymore. He was lying on the bed blankly, his mind was blank, he felt that his life was over, and there was only darkness in the future.

This is what stupidity deserves...

Both Ming Hong and He Qingyun knocked on the door, but he was too ashamed to see his friends, so he didn't answer. Helpless, the two put down his usual pastries at the door, and then waited at the door, fearing that he would do something stupid. Rong Ye quietly walked to the window, saw the two figures from the gap, and felt sad again. His bad life was not worthy of such a good friend.

He is a sparrow with chicken feathers and a phoenix, afraid to let people know the past.

He said that his mother is a gentle and virtuous lady, and his father is a bachelor of poetry and books. Everyone loves him. He is a child who grew up spoiled in a honeypot.

This set of lies was repeated many times, and he almost believed it.

Fake is fake, it's just the best life he dreams of staying in the dirty flower house every day.

He can no longer deceive himself...

Rong Ye opened the door and came to two friends. He lowered his head and sobbed to tell all the truth, his true origin, his mother's true identity, his jealousy of Ming Hong, his teasing of He Qingyun, and The stupid things he did to the Lord and the punishment he received...Finally, he cried and said: "I take the blame, you don't have to pity me, my mother is right. People like me are born with bad life."

The teenager who used to talk and laugh is now standing in the shadows, shaking with fear.

"Brother, you still have a mother anyway," Ming Hong slapped him on his shoulder and reprimanded, "I have been a beggar since I was a kid. I have never seen anything like a mother. I and wild dogs grab food. Yes, starving and freezing, and picking up a rotten steamed bun can be happy for a long time. If you eat and wear like this, your mother’s painful fortune-telling is bad, what am I? Are you looking down on my life?"

"Yes," He Qingyun smiled honestly, "A Ye is only teasing people with his mouth, but he is actually very gentle. You will be the first to find out who has unhappy things and relieve his boredom and worry. We like A Ye, not because of you. Identity, but because you are around, the atmosphere will become very happy..."

Ming Hong was heartbroken: "Heavenly Court is taking advantage of us."

He Qingyun handed over the veil and persuaded: "Don't cry, A Ye's eyes are very beautiful, and he smiles more beautifully."

Rong Ye took the veil, and for some reason, he cried more and more sadly.

There was a soft footstep behind.

Ming Hong judged the person keenly, turned his head, and called out, "Sister Qingluan."

Holding a small wooden box in his hand, Qingluan walked over with a smile, and said to Rong Ye, "You are not a bad life."

Rong Ye was stunned.

"Women like duplicity, you don't look at what your mother says, but what she does." Qingluan rubbed Rong Ye's hair and said softly, "You should think about it, why she called you so bad since you were young, why would you rather Mother and son will send you to the world of cultivating immortals forever? Did she let you build a foundation to become a monk and make you better? Did she let you go back to find her, Guangzong Yaozu?"

Rong Ye whispered: "I don't know my biological father, I don't have an ancestor..."

Qing Luan said: "Why would she rather die alone than you come back? Back to that dirty place?"

Rong Ye murmured, "Because of my bad life, she doesn't want to give birth to me..."

The obsession in his mind faded, and some things that he had never wanted to understand suddenly flowed smoothly. He remembered that when he was sick and groggy, his mother once sat on the bedside and looked after him crying again. She said that she regretted giving birth to this child, and she couldn't bear to...

What can't you bear?

The more Wuhuan illusion made him understand how terrifying it is to serve a man.

The mother knew this, but she was unable to let her son escape such a terrible fate. She watched her son grow up day by day, approaching **** day by day, with no escape, pain and despair, but she had to admit her life.

Even if Xie Que has problems, it is also a new opportunity.

People in hell, why are they afraid of falling into another hell? How bad can fate go?

She is like the craziest gambler, doing everything she can to gain a vague chance.

Mother won the bet...

Qingluan handed the wooden box in his hand to Rong Ye: "Your destiny has long changed."

After arriving in the world of cultivating immortals, Ming Hong was no longer a beggar, He Qingyun was no longer a farmer, and Rong Ye was no longer a gangster.

After escaping from Yanshan Gate, they also got rid of the fate of slaves and could live for themselves.

Rong Ye opened the wooden box. Inside the box were two small medicinal bottles. He poured out the pills and powder and looked at it. He distinguished that they were the highest-quality Yinqi Pill and Dulamaisan. Among them, there are breaths of water and earth in the Qi-inducing pill. This is a pill tailor-made for his body. It can remove the impurities in his meridians and help complete the foundation.

Qing Luan smiled and said, "The farewell gift given to you by the Lord will allow you to study hard and practice hard."

Rong Ye couldn't help crying again. What stupid thing did he do?

He Qingyun and Ming Hong hurriedly comforted and said a whole lot of good things, but they couldn't help but feel sad when they thought of separating from their friends.

"Don't be sad, practice hard," Qingluan smiled, "Elder Liao is stationed in Lecheng, Yaowanggu often sends people to Lecheng to buy supplies. You can write letters to and from each other at ordinary times. After the foundation is built, I will send It’s not difficult for you to go to Lecheng for errands if you want to meet each other."

Ming Hong became happy: "A Ye, I will be able to build a foundation in two years! Wait for me!"

Rong Ye burst into laughter: "Are you showing off your high qualifications?"

He Qingyun had the worst aptitude, scratching his head in anxious manner, and vowed to practice hard.

The three laughed into a ball, dispelling the sadness of parting.

Nothing lasts forever,

...

Rong Ye took his luggage and came to the workshop of Tiangong Pavilion. He heard the shouts of five, six, and six from inside. He was so frightened that he hid timidly outside the door and tried hard. After a long period of psychological construction, he bravely stepped in and faced a new destiny.

Inside the gate is a spacious school ground.

Two huge organs were competing, surrounded by a group of men and women, cheering loudly. The monkey made of iron skin was tumbling around, the porcelain doll rabbit was jumping around, and the two girls were repairing a disc, and then dancing fairies appeared on the disc, dancing lightly.

In the crowd, a tall and heroic female nun was wearing a gray robe, which was a bit sloppy, and there was a lot of oil and sawdust on the robe. Holding a delicate wooden eagle in her hand, she put the eagle into the blue sky amidst the cheers of the crowd.

The eagle hit the sky and cut through the blue clouds, flying higher and higher.

Is there such an interesting institution in the world? This is a craftsman in the world of cultivating immortals? Can he make something like this?

Rong Ye's eyes could no longer be separated from the eagle in the sky, his heart beating so fast...

The female cultivator saw him, waved at him boldly, and asked with a smile: "Little devil! Do you like it?!"

I like it, I like it so much...

Rong Ye was so excited that he couldn't speak, he ran to the female cultivator and ran to his own future.

Mother, I have the best destiny.

...

Song Qingshi opened several pill furnaces for alchemy and made many medicines suitable for low-level cultivators. Some are given to apprentices, and some are reserved for Yue Wuhuan and his own use. He also plans to take the time to make some commonly used medicines, such as Jingqi Pill, Ningshen Pill, Chu Hui Pill, etc., so as not to be busy with cultivation in the future and have no time to make medicine.

It is a good habit to be prepared.

Song Qingshi satisfactorily finished smelting dozens of furnaces, feeling a little tired, so he patrolled the medicinal material warehouse to relax. This is his unknown decompression hobby, just like a dragon guarding his gold, silver and gemstones, making large quantities each time. After finishing the medicine secretly count them, confirm that the medicinal materials are stored properly, and there are many stocks available, and I will feel a deep sense of satisfaction and security in my heart.

"Tianmingzi has 72 catties, Sunflower has 324 catties, Yanshu has three buckets, and Moonlight Stone has only 22 catties... Recently, I have used more, so Wuhuan can buy more goods." Song Qingshi Carefully check the stock of each drug, some of them are slightly different, and there is not much difference.

He opened the drawer of Tianxin Bamboo, and was suddenly stunned.

The stock of Tianxin Bamboo is much less...

Song Qingshi was a little confused. Tianxin Bamboo had the effect of driving away demons and keeping calm, but the side effect was pure heart and lack of desire. He didn't understand any morals and ethics at that time, so he casually caught a scumbag who was playing with women for human experiments and took a lot of this drug. Later, the scumbag became Liu Xiahui, and he changed his mind. Finally, he was enlightened by a Buddhist master and became a monk, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

The ethos of the immortal world is relatively open. Victims will not die for this kind of thing. Female cultivators never cry when they encounter emotional liars or are taken advantage of.

However, this scumbag was good at sweet talk, so he was so dizzy that he didn't know how he was let go in the end.

Song Qingshi was immersed in the past, and he reflected on himself for a moment. He claimed to be a good man with super-sense emotions and never in a turmoil. But a scumbag can coax several beauties to be happy, but he is not as good as a scumbag. He can't coax a person he likes well and can't catch up...

Xueba is a little wronged.

He quickly cheered up, threw the garbage emotions out of his mind, and began to wonder where Tianxinzhu had gone.

There are not many medicines that Tianxin Bamboo can refine. Its calming effect can be replaced by many other medicinal materials. It has a very good effect on driving away demons, but the side effects are even more terrifying, and very few monks dare to use it. Occasionally, some people use it to teach the prodigal, and generally don't use it as medicine.

Song Qingshi didn't collect many Tianxin Bamboos. He was mainly doing research to see if he could get rid of the side effects and develop other effects. However, it has not been successful yet.

The Tianxin bamboo in the drawer is half missing.

Apprentices will not use Tianxin Bamboo in refining medicine, only...

Song Qingshi suddenly remembered the faint smell of medicine he smelled on Yue Wuhuan.

He hasn't touched Tianxin Bamboo for hundreds of years, and forgot the smell. Now he smells it again. After thinking about it carefully, it seems similar? It seems to be Tianxin bamboo with a mixture of mica stone and black black flower? The combination of these medicinal materials will become drugs that suppress men's desires.

The more Wuhuan is not a scumbag, why do you secretly take this medicine?

Although he seems to have controlled the dosage, long-term use will hurt his body and cause unpredictable consequences.

Song Qingshi was a little confused...

He wanted to rush to ask Yue Wuhuan, but after thinking about it, Yue Wuhuan would not answer at all when he was hiding his own things. He could not answer at all. He was taken in circles every time, and finally gave up inexplicably.

Song Qingshi thought for a while, decided to cut first and then play, and take away all the Tianxin Bamboo.

Tianxin bamboo comes from overseas, because no one collects it, it rarely appears on the market, and it is not so easy to make up for it after it is out of stock.

He wanted to see what Yue Wuhuan was doing.