Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Fei Ge Chuan Shu did not get any good news, but got very bad news.

Chang Lan got a reply, and his eyes sank.

One disciple asked cautiously, "Brother..."

Chang Lan paused, "The head is still in retreat?"

The disciple nodded and hesitated, "The head is shutting down..."

Chang Lan took a deep breath, frowning tightly, as if there was a heavy burden on his body. After a long while, he whispered: "You go and give me the casualties, and wait for me to deal with it. "

The disciple courageously asked, "The big disciple Danfeng is there..."

Chang Lan said lightly: "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

But there was a shadow that couldn't be erased.

The disciple led the way, and when the door was closed, Chang Lan's expression turned gloomy.

What I got is naturally not good news.

Gu Peijiu and three Jianfeng disciples and Kuzhu Village disappeared together. The evil ghost tide is ferocious, and the disciples who will continue to support are also fighting hard and unable to get back.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the other disciples don't come back for support. The Demon Cult's offensive mountain protection formation can be fully supported, but the soul is fierce. If the only profound-level alchemist does not return, the problem will be very serious.

"How to do it…"

Chang Lan rubbed his temples, and finally took out a sound transmission stone.

At this time...you can only ask the family members for help.

However, the family stock is limited, and it may not be able to provide so many pills for emergency relief.

But…

When Chang Lan was about to crush the stone, the door was suddenly opened, and the disciple presented the files that had been processed by the people below, "Master, these are the casualties of Jianfeng."

Chang Lan paused, not knowing what he was thinking, and silently retracted the sound transmission stone into his sleeve, and sighed, "Take it here, I will trouble you."

"Then... where is Xia Wuyin?"

"I'll be over when I finish processing."

Here, Chang Lan is busy processing the dossier and sorting out the casualties of Sanfeng. There is no time to trouble Xia Ge for the time being. After Xia Ge has blown up the stove three times, he picks up a dusty autumn pill from the stove. .

Xia Ge: "...Is this a successful product?"

The Master who had been watching for a long time was helpless: "The Hundred Soul Pill is white."

Xia Ge: "..."

The Master sighed, "I see your alchemy steps, you want to make a real profound level Hundred Soul Pill, right?"

Mao Qing was still lying there, and the senior sister didn't know when to come back.

Xia Ge touched his nose: "Of course."

"Then your basic steps are not wrong, and your aura is abundant, but it's a bit short." The master said, "not attentive enough."

Xia Ge: "...Huh?"

Xia Ge looked dazed, she was not attentive enough?

The master said: "Maybe you think you are paying attention, but it is not enough."

He paused, "You have to incorporate your spirit into it. The Hundred Soul Pill is an elixir to heal the soul, so some soul power is needed to refine the medicinal power in the herbal medicine. A true profound-level alchemist, when refining the pill, the soul Power usually enters the pill automatically. Other profound-level pills have their own characteristics, and most of them may not require soul power, but for the profound-level Hundred Soul Pills, the three powers of spiritual power, medicinal power, and soul power must be combined before they can be refined. Therefore, the soul pill type is the pill that can only be made by an alchemy master above the profound level."

"This is also an ordinary yellow-level alchemist, the biggest difference from a profound-level alchemist." The master took out the waste pill from Xia Singer, threw it into the waste basket aside, and touched his beard, "According to my observation, You should have a profound level pill vein, right?"

Xia Ge nodded, "Yes."

As soon as the profession of alchemist is opened, she will be given a yellow-level pill by default, and the proficiency for upgrading from a yellow-level to a mysterious level is only 10, and one pill will give her 1 proficiency. The Dan vein proficiency was full, and he had reached the profound level long ago.

Hearing Xia Ge confessed, the master was shocked, but his face remained calm, and said, "You have the materials ready, and do it again."

Secretly said in his heart: No wonder this kid is so self-confident.

"Don't think that it is enough to have a profound vein." He said while looking at Xia Ge, "I once looked through historical data. When there was a method of cultivation of the core veins, many people with profound veins just didn't have real ones. Knowing the true meaning of an alchemy master, there is no way to concentrate yourself when making alchemy. Only when the human pill is united will you stop at the yellow level and it is difficult to make further progress."

-Becoming an alchemist is not for someone's goal and courage.

"What is the essence of an alchemist?"

Although Xia Ge wanted to vomit why he had to make a pill and still have to understand the truth, he still respectfully asked the Master, "Do you know?"

The master was silent for a while, and shook his head, "Everyone's experience is different. I am not a profound alchemist, so I can't tell why. If you want to ask about this, wait for your senior sister to come back and ask her."

"I'm going to see Mao Qing's injury."

The master left after speaking.

Xia Ge seriously suspected that the Master had left because he felt embarrassed because he couldn't tell.

So, this thing is different for everyone, so does it have to be adapted?

However, Xia Ge did a few more exercises and failed.

System: "Can't you do it?"

It was already dark outside, and Xia Ge looked at the stove, "Ah...probably."

The system didn't speak either, and the Master was engrossed in what he said, but it really hit Xia Ge's weakness.

"Why... I think I'm completely absorbed?" Xia Ge looked at a basket of waste pills, feeling very bald.

The system thought about it for a while, and said tactfully, "...but you don't like it very much."

Xia Ge: "What are you telling the truth? It's really unhappy."

system:"…"

Xia Ge faced the smoking stove, "Compared with the formation method, I don't like alchemy, but I have learned everything I should learn, and I haven't been perfunctory?"

She got up, patted the ashes on her body, "According to what you said, is the true meaning of being an alchemist like alchemy? It's too much. Not all those who are admitted to Tsinghua University like to learn. If they don't like alchemy, they will be rejected Outside the door of the Grade Alchemist, why can't you figure it out?"

The system said: "I didn't turn you away. In fact, you are already a profound-level alchemist, but you can't make a soul pill that requires soul power."

Xia Ge: "...Don't do this."

"You may be able to do things you don't like well, but you may not be the best." The system idlely said: "I don't deny individual cases, but most of the facts are like this."

Xia Ge left the pill room distractedly, and couldn't find the true meaning, so she ran to the other side to see Mao Qing.

The tourmaline didn't know when he came, and he was laying hands on the master and changing the medicine for Mao Qing. Mao Qing closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Xia Ge walked to Mao Qing's side, looked at her slightly pale face, and asked in a low voice, "How is she?"

Seeing Xia Ge, the tourmaline was stunned, then nodded, and the master touched his goatee, "The wound is a bit inflamed, and the spirit is still a little confused, so pay attention to it."

Then she asked her, "How is your pill practice?"

Xia Ge shook his head, "Not yet..."

The Master looked like he had anticipated, "It won't be that simple to think about. The medicine has already been changed. If you are free, take care of it for a while first. I'll go and take a look below."

"Tourmaline, come and help."

"Yes."

Many Danfeng disciples were injured during the siege of the Demon Cult. Although the doctor under the mountain was watching, they still needed some Danfeng medicinal materials to prepare the pill.

Xia Ge moved a stool and sat on Mao Qing's side.

System: "What about Hundred Soul Pill?"

Xia Ge: "...Just ask me that, I don't know what to do."

"Hmm..." It seemed that she had a bad dream. Mao Qing's face suddenly became a little ugly, and sweat leaked out on her forehead. Xia Ge quickly wrung out the towel from one side and wiped her sweat, who Feeling abrupt, her wrists were suddenly grasped, and the girl who had been closing her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes staring at Xia Ge with a deep chill.

Xia Ge was shocked by the chill and murderous aura in her eyes, and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand, but her hand was held tightly, and she didn't loosen it at all. Xia Ge was afraid that her actions would hurt someone so much. Sitting so stiffly in place.

Mao Qing stared at her for a while, his murderous spirit gradually dissipated, and his eyes slowly became trance and confusion, and his hands were slightly loose but did not let go. She muttered to herself: "...Am I going to... die?"

-Hundred Soul Pill will make people feel a little confused.

So now is... out of order?

Xia Ge was silent for a while, and said, "No."

Mao Qing said "Oh" and said in a daze, "You said...I won't die."

"So I... won't die."

Xia Ge: "...Hmm."

After Xia Ge finished speaking, he looked at his grasped wrist.

Mao Qing felt Xia Ge's gaze, slowly let go of his hand, and suddenly smiled slightly, pale, "That's really... great."

Obviously, he said "great", and all the language seemed to say "I believe you can".

But the hand that slowly slipped from the wrist was pale and trembling, as if to say.

—No, it’s okay.

Xia Ge, who was totally unsure of being able to make a Hundred Soul Pill in one day, suddenly jumped in her heart, and for a moment she held her slowly loosened wrist with a backhand without any hesitation.

She heard her own nonchalant voice, "I also think... okay, and... pretty good."

Mao Qing looked at her, and then at her tightly clenched wrist. After a while, the arc of laughter at the corner of her lips expanded slightly.

After a long while, she whispered softly, "It doesn't matter if it can't be done."

Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing’s face and held her wrist. For some reason, it was Dan Feng Suyi’s senior sister quietly approving the dossier, scrolling with brushstrokes, with clear eyebrows, and casually saying a lot of things to her. .

very many.

At the tip of the tongue, there are only a few words.

"That... the master sister said it."

"Danfeng disciple, you can't stand without credibility." Xia Ge put down Mao Qing's hand, covered her with a quilt, and said seriously, "So, I said you will not die, and you will try to fulfill your promise."

Xia Ge said while thinking about how to "concentrate" on alchemy for a while, but didn't realize that when she mentioned "big sister", Mao Qing's eyes flashed cold.

She has a soft voice, "Really?"

Xia Ge comforted her with ignorant conscience: "Um, I never lie."

system:"…"

As soon as Xia Ge's voice fell over here, there was a pleasant male voice over there.

"I don't know if Danfeng Palm Commander Xia Wuyin, can you come out and see it?"

Xia Ge simply replied in a loud voice: "No time, no see."

After speaking, Mao Qing asked, "Who is outside?"

Xia Ge: "Well, fly it."

Mao Qing: "..."

Xia Ge: "Hey, don't worry about it. If your head feels uncomfortable, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Mao Qing looked at her, her dark eyes were unclear, and he nodded obediently for a long while, and closed her eyes, "Okay."

Xia Ge pretended to tuck people's quilts, and even her younger brother rarely took care of her, but she was familiar with tucking quilts. After finishing the quilt, the system asked, "What should I do outside?"

Xia Ge: "It's still cold."

When the disciple next to him heard Xia Ge's "no time", he wanted to rush up and kick the door, but Chang Lan was dragged by him, and he said warmly, "Xia Zhangling don't have to panic, I don't mean anything..."

Xia Ge watched Mao Qing close his eyes and then came out of the room slowly. The few people in the courtyard led by Chang Lan Xia Ge didn't even reward him, as if he hadn't heard Chang Lan's words. Holding his shoulders, he walked in the direction of the pill room.

"Xia Wuyin! It's just a small Danfeng palm order. Don't hold chicken feathers as an order arrow! It's really deceptive!" The disciple next to Jianfeng thought of the countless injured and poisoned disciples because of this kid in front of him. Huo rushed up in an instant, rolled up his sleeves and rushed over to beat someone, but he was still held back by Chang Lan.

Chang Lan frowned slightly, and was also a little unhappy with Xia Ge's defiant attitude. In addition, the things in the past few days have been miserable, but the other party is holding the Danfeng palm order after all, and if the other party intends to spoil it, a pseudo-Xuan-level hundred The soul pill also has the right not to supply it.

Things are already terrible.

After thinking about it, Chang Lan pulled Wei Yu, suppressed his anger, and said, "Xia Wu..."

Xia Ge suddenly said, "Are you a big disciple of Jianfeng?"

Chang Lan frowned and was asked by a stinky kid. It really hurts face, but after all, the other party holds a palm order and wants to "invite someone". Danfeng's face must also be taken into consideration. The contradiction between Danfeng and Jianfeng is originally A bit sharpened. At this time, if it is reported that the eldest Jianfeng disciple had forcibly taken away Danfeng’s command, not only would it not sound good, but also the passionate accusations from Danfeng’s disciples. I'm afraid I can't spare him after leaving the customs.

Then he patiently said, "Yes."

Xia Ge said "Oh", "So you are..."

Chang Lan frowned and looked at her. After waiting for her, who knew that Xia Ge just sighed, then turned and walked into the pill room next door.

Chang Lan: "..."

The disciple finally couldn't help it, and rushed directly into the pill room. Chang Lan didn't stop him this time. As soon as the disciple rushed in, pointing to Xia Ge's nose, he began to curse, "What are you! The chicken feathers are just the spy of the demon! The big brother gives you three points of the color and opens the dyeing workshop! Don't you feel disgusting!"

The young man stood still and called the herb quietly, as if he hadn't heard it at all. He muttered to himself. Chang Lan and other disciples also entered the altar room one after another. Chang Lan said, "Wei Yu, shut up. ."

The scolding disciple stared at Xia Ge bitterly, and closed his mouth unwillingly.

Chang Lan didn't ask her if she was a spy of the Demon Cult in the first sentence, but just asked: "What are you doing?"

Xia Ge didn't say anything before finishing the medicinal herbs. Just when Chang Lan thought she would not answer, she suddenly spoke up, seemingly confused, "Brother, what do you think is the true meaning of an alchemist?"

Wei Yu sneered, "You should ask what is the true meaning of a puppet master, right?"

Xia Ge ignored him, just looked at Chang Lan.

Chang Lan was silent for a moment, "I am not an alchemist."

Xia Ge said "Oh" and threw the herbs in his hands into the fired stove. The herbs jumped into the fire. "Then ask another question. What do you think is the true meaning of a swordsman?"

Chang Lanben didn't want to answer, but under the boy's clear eyes, after a long while, he still replied, "...slashing demons and eliminating demons."

Xia Ge retracted her gaze, crossed her legs, rested her chin, her eyes reflected the leaping fire in the stove, "That's it."

The disciple beside him became slightly wary, "What are you doing?"

Wei Yu said: "Big brother, is she refining poison?!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone immediately retreated three feet, looking at Xia Ge with disgust and fear, Chang Lan didn't move, Xia Ge laughed, it seemed to be funny, look at him, "Don't you think I'm doing poison ?"

Chang Lan didn't speak.

Xia Ge took out the token that was in his arms, and the delicate maple leaf-engraved palm light flickered under the flickering flames. He kissed quietly, smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.

The wind in the air seems to have changed slightly.

Chang Lan's hand was placed on the hilt, and her eyes were slightly sharp.

"What is he doing?"

"It seems to be refining alchemy...?"

"Joke! It's just a spy of the Demon Cult. How could it be possible? He must be refining poison—"

"..."

Regardless of whether it is refining alchemy or poisoning, the young man in the red-flavored clothes pinches the Spirit Gathering Technique tightly, and the next moment, the inspiration in the pill furnace is mastered! Black hair and red hair bands flutter in the violent wind, dark eyes are reflected in the jumping fire, billowing spirit condenses!

Everyone almost instinctively took a step back!

Surrounded by the long flame quenching and the billowing spiritual energy, the medicinal juice in the pill furnace slowly melted into two balls, which seemed to be a pill, but it seemed to be a little bit worse. There was no way for the two white liquids to go anymore. further.

It seems that there is a bottleneck that cannot be broken.

Xia Ge looked at the two pills in the stove, slightly worried.

That's it, what should I do.

She lowered her head and glanced at the token in her arms.

That day, the tourmaline sound seemed to rang again.

—"This is the token that Senior Sister asked me to give you."

"You have to keep it away, don't lose it."

Xia Ge paused slightly and glanced sideways at the disciple named Wei Yu.

-Stop holding chicken feathers as an arrow!

His eyes were sharp for a moment.

Wei Yu realized that Xia Ge was watching him, suddenly he was clever, "You...what are you looking at me?!"

Still so... terrible eyes!

Xia Ge didn't speak, and withdrew his gaze in silence.

No one noticed that at the moment Xia Ge retracted his gaze, the billowing spiritual energy engulfed in the pill furnace began to be mixed with a trace of transparent, if there was a seemingly non-existent thought.