283, closed alchemy

The dark clouds in the air were torn by lightning, and the heavy rain was like a flood that broke the dike. Yang Feng stood in the yard, and the rain fell on his body like a whip. The fallen leaves rolled in the rain patted his eyes and overhead from time to time, and flowed down with the rain.

The torrential rain has lasted for half a month, and Yang Feng has been standing in the yard since he came back last night. Now the people in this yard are like Zhu Li. They are used to getting up early in the morning and will see him.

Han Jing was closed for a whole year and a half. During this period, she did not leave the house and did not let people enter the house. Everything she needed was provided by Binglin.

I don't know what Han Jing ate for Binglin. The strength of this transformed female dragon increased so much that Yang Feng was jealous. Of course, it is Ye Guyun that makes him jealous, because this boy can still enter and exit the cold room at will.

Occasionally, you can hear Han Jing whispering to Ye Guyun, but most of the time the room is silent.

Yang Feng never asked Ye Guyun what Han Jing was doing in it. After all, from the time she came out through Binglin to tell that she had sent so many medicinal herbs and took out the slag piled up into a hill, you could know that she was alchemy. In addition to Binglin's order to give it to Leng Wuhen, part of the elixir she refined was sent to Hanjiazhuang by Ye Guyun. Yang Feng knows these situations, and he also knows that Han Jing is laying the foundation for refining and shaping elixir.

The secret of Han Jing's alchemy is well preserved. Even if her alchemy wastes the medicinal materials piled up into mountains, there is no sound in the outside world. However, Yang Feng affirmed that the old fox of the master and the old foxes of the Leng family and the Yu family were clear and fully supported. Because in addition to the supply of the hall, nearly half of the medicinal materials sent to Hanjing's house are provided by the Leng family, Mu family, Yu family and Bai Yiming. These old foxes are optimistic about Han Jing's ice flame alchemy, which is more important than her cultivation talent.

After learning that Han Jing would do ice flame alchemy, Yang Feng no longer urged Yang Feng to marry Yuan Qinglin, but still did not agree with him to terminate the marriage. The Yuan family was also quite sincere and did not mention the marriage. They took the initiative to send the "blood ginseng" to solve the Yang family's urgent needs. Under such circumstances, Yang Feng can't forcibly terminate the marriage. This marriage was dragged down indefinitely.

That day, Han Jing said, "Should a woman who commits peach blossoms should be born to be frivolous?" That makes him feel sad. Without the dissolution of his marriage with Yuan Qinglin, Yang Feng couldn't forcibly break in no matter how he missed Han Jing. He could only stand outside like this.

Black clouds roll in the sky, the rumble of thunder in the depths of the sky, and the bright lightning will cut the dark sky at any time. From time to time, a nearly dark tornado will rise and escape behind the rain clouds.

"Yang Feng is still standing in the rain in a daze. This bitter trick seems to be useless and he has never given up. It's really stupid." Binglin lay on the window lattice and looked out of the window and sighed.

Snow Fox can understand people's words, but can't speak, and makes a series of adulterous smiles to express his approval of Binglin's words. It dare not disapprove of it. Binglin, a female Tyrannosaurus Rex, can break its backbone with one fist. Speaking of which, it also puzzled. As a contract mysterious beast, Han Jing did not thin anyone. They were all have the same amount of elixir. Binglin ate it like cabbage pouring manure and its strength soared. It often thinned, and its strength also rose. Compared with Binglin's speed, it was really slow for the old cow tow the car.

There is nothing Han Jing can do about the situation of Xuehu, because she is self-taught and completely paints according to the gourd, and it is very good to make Dan drums. If it hadn't been for Binglin's greedy eating, she wouldn't have achieved the effect mentioned in the elixir. Since then, Binglin has taken on the important solution of the elixir.

The same kind of elixir, Binglin ate nothing, and Xuehu ate diarrhea and got seven meat and eight elements. Let Han Jing explain that she can only spread out her hands and say, "It should be the difference between a fox and a dragon."

Binglin was very proud: "Foxes are inferior orcs. How can they be compared with our dragon clan!"

Han Jing, who can't find any other reason, also agrees: "Maybe, little fox, you can eat less Dan in the future."

It's a son of a bitch. The fox who likes to take advantage of it can't bear to eat it. Snow Fox insists on maintaining its right to try it. Binglin eats one, and it must also eat one, even if he has diarrhea after eating.

In the past, in the ice secret place of the Nanmo Branch of Fengyun College, the snow fox was not the opponent of Binglin. Now the strength of this female Tyrannosaurus Rex has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the gap with it is even wider. Therefore, it gradually lost the right to speak and became Binglin's little follower.

"Go and beat him up. If you eat so much, you have to do something for her." Binglin suddenly said.

Snow Fox's brain is very smart and often makes Binglin feel dizzy. Now, it is dizzy again: What is the inevitable connection between taking elixir and beat Yang Feng?

"Go!" Binglin kicked the snow fox and ate shit.

"Bang" fell to the ground and bounced up again, and the snow fox turned into a white flash and swept out of the door, grabbing the unwitting Yang Feng's face.

The purple electric nine-curve gun flashed and held the snow fox claws horizontally. The purple light burst out, and the strange cry of the snow fox claws was bounced off. Thinking that it was Han Jing who asked the snow fox to drive herself out, Yang Feng did not care about the fox and turned around and left.

Binglin scolded, "Useless dead fox, let you beat him, how can you let him go!"

"Who will be beaten?" Han Jing withdrew from her fixed state and heard Binglin scolding.

Seeing the rising strength, Binglin immediately changed his face when he heard the sound. He moved to the side of Han Jing's body and said in a coquettish voice, "He hates to beat Yang Feng's fool. He has been standing in the yard together since last night."

It's windy and rainy outside. Has he been standing since last night? Han Jing's heart moved, but on the surface, she said as if nothing had happened, "What's wrong with you?"

The white jade finger was put on Han Jing's shoulder. Binglin attentively massaged her and provoked discord by the way: "That fool used some decent tricks to deceive his master. For more than a year, playing with this bitter trick is simply insulting the owner's IQ."

Han Jing did not squeak, and she also acquiesced in Binglin's words in her heart.

"What kind of elixir are you refining today?" Binglin shifted the topic to the things he was most concerned about.

"I still refine that blue leaf elixir."

"That Dan is not delicious. How about changing it? Master."

It looks much more mature and ** incomparable ice than Hanjing, and it is very chilling to look like a child picking candy to eat. After a white look at the transformed female dragon, Han Jing said angrily, "I know how to eat it. I'll make you die!"

"Only garbage beasts like snow fox will be supported to death, and our great dragon clan cannot be supported to death by small elixir." Under complacency, Binglin also had to show off in front of Han Jing.

The backhand bounced Binglin and asked unhappily, "A little elixir? Uh-hu, what I practice is just a small elixir. Don't eat it again in the future.

Binglin, who had no temperament, immediately became half short and shook Han Jing's arm: "Good master, Binglin knows that he is wrong. He dares not do it in the future. Don't give Binglin elixir!"

"Oh, the goose bumps have fallen to the ground!" Han Jing didn't pull Binglin's hand and couldn't help laughing and scolding, "Let go! Are you ashamed to act coquettishly at such a big man!"

"Does the master still give the elixir Binglin?" Binglin asked timidly, and his hand holding Han Jing's arm was loosened, looking at her like a poor angry man.

"Pretise, just pretend!" Han Jing shook her head with a smile. With her shrewdness, she couldn't see that Binglin was pretending, but she was more happy that her refined elixir was popular. Binglin ate her elixir strength and soared. While she was proud of it, she was also pleased that Binglin's soaring strength also made her realm grow accordingly. The cultivation speed was faster than before, but the foundation was stronger than before.

Xuehu suddenly rushed in and told Han Jing, "Master, that bad guy Yang Feng is scolding Ye Guyun."

"Is Ah Yun coming?" Han Jing blurted out.

Binglin explained: "Ye Guyun also came yesterday. Seeing that the master was practicing, he went out. I heard that Qiaosen and Ye Guyun are deacons to attend today's regular meeting of the branch hall. Yang Feng should have taken the opportunity to find fault with him again.

This explanation is very clear and in line with the facts. Yang Feng took advantage of the regular meeting of the branch hall to find fault with Ye Guyun. When Han Jing broke into the council chamber, he was pointing to Ye Guyun's nose and scolding: "What on earth did you do? Pigs do better than you!"

Ye Guyun, who closed his eyes with a knife and was refreshed, suddenly opened his eyes. Han Jing first shouted, "Yang Feng, you bastard, who are you scolding?"

Yang Feng suddenly stopped and turned his head to see that all Han Jing's anger had faded away, and the tenderness in his eyes surged up. He was so intoxicated that he actually forgot to answer.

For monks, a year and a half passed quickly, but in the suffering of missing Hanjing, he lived like a year and a half as long as hundreds of years.

I haven't seen the sun for a long time, and Han Jing's skin color is whiter. The moisture of elixir makes the skin more pearly and moist, and the eyes more brilliant. The two clusters of flames jumping in their eyes made everyone understand that she was furious, except Ye Guyun and Yang Feng.

"Jing."

"Jing."

Yang Feng and Ye Guyun shouted almost at the same time.

"Ayun, you don't have to be angry with this bastard for me. You don't have to open this meeting in the future." Han Jing knew that A Yun was a knife idiot and was not interested in fighting for power and profit at all. Heiyue City was also in charge of his mother. He came to participate in the regular meeting of the branch hall to suppress his character, because the deacon of the branch hall was the position she imposed on him.

"Hmm." Ye Guyun nodded gently.

Looking at Ye Guyun with hatred, an evil fire was ignited in Yang Feng's heart: "There are rules in the hall. Ye Guyun must abide by it. As a deacon, he must attend the quarterly regular meeting of the branch hall."

"Isn't it so that you can deliberately find fault?" Han Jing shouted angrily, and the cold sword spirit came out of her body. The room quickly cooled down, and the tables, chairs and walls were quickly covered with a thin layer of white frost.

Many people's eyelids were stimulated to jump straight, and Yang Feng also thought enviably: her strength actually jumped directly over the peak of the bronze Xuanqi and jumped into the silver Xuanqi, and she was about to enter the seventh-order silver Xuanqi. God, can you be more biased?