When Xie Zhuoxing, who was trapped under his arm, heard this, he tried his best to poke his head in, trying to read the contents of the letter.

Taoist Xuanyou lowered his head and saw the cub's plush head, and generously handed the letter to it: "Do you understand?"

Xie Zhuoxing held the letter with his paws, squinted his eyes, carefully read the words on it, and read word by word: "Inform Wanyou that the Immortal Questioning Conference will be advanced to March, and the Danyang Competition will be held...?"

When it came to the last second word, Xie Zhuoxing was stuck for a moment, the tips of his ears trembled shyly, and he looked up at Taoist Xuanyou.

"It's the word 'Lian', which means two competitions are held together in the same place." Taoist Xuanyou rubbed its little head and praised: "Not bad, it can already recognize so many words.

, No, grandpa has to reward Xiaobai——"

After saying that, Taoist Xuanyou pouted and lowered his head, Xie Zhuoxing's pupils instantly dilated, and he shrank his head back, refusing in a muffled voice: "Thank you, grandpa, but Xiaobai really doesn't need a reward..."

Taoist Xuanyou was extremely aggrieved: "Xiao Bai is so indifferent to grandpa and refuses to even let grandpa kiss him. Grandpa is so sad."

Probably because Taoist Xuanyou's tone was too low, Xie Zhuoxing's heart softened and he was a little shaken. He stretched out a paw and said reluctantly: "Then... I can only kiss you." No more.

We can't blame Xie Zhuoxing for treating him differently. It's because Taoist Xuanyou is too out-of-the-box. Sometimes he looks like a child, sometimes he looks like a lunatic. He does a lot of tricks and doesn't make Xie Zhuoxing feel at ease like other emotionally stable adults.

Xie Zhuoxing was frightened when he first saw Taoist Xuanyou go crazy. He was originally scared, but now, he is being played with by Taoist Xuanyou who is extremely bored all day long. The whole cub is numb except for

Only the tired vicissitudes remain.

Taoist Xuanyou smiled instantly and agreed. Xie Zhuoxing let him round and flatten it, hanging on Taoist Xuanyou's hand like a salted fish, and sighed helplessly.

After Taoist Xuanyou finished teasing the cub, he skillfully put the cub under his arm and took it to the alchemy room: "Okay, let's go see your mother and tell her the news."

Xie Zhuoxing's soul seemed to have been sucked away by Taoist Xuanyou. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and asked Taoist Xuanyou uncertainly: "Grandpa, is the letter in the letter bad news?"

Taoist Xuanyou squinted at the gray sky: "Forget it, why don't you count it? There is less than a month left before March. Your mother has just reached the middle stage of Yuanying. She has no time to be promoted. The chance of winning is

It will be much smaller.”

"and……"

Taoist Xuanyou frowned slightly. When he saw the cub's little head raised in confusion, he smiled again and rubbed its head casually: "It's okay. Children, don't think too much. These are things that adults should consider."

…

Not long after, Xie Wanyou, who had just finished refining the elixir, walked out of the alchemy room, hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took the letter from Taoist Xuanyou's hand.

After reading the letter, Xie Wanyou's brows also jumped: "Advanced to March? Wasn't it originally in June, but it was advanced three months?"

Taoist Xuanyou said irritably: "Yes, I don't know what those sects in the world of cultivation think, but they even held the Danyang Competition together - I can't understand it anyway, and there has never been anything like this in the world of cultivation before.

precedent!"

Xie Wanyou pursed her lips and read the letter several times. Then she counted the time and found that there were less than twenty days left before the Wenxian Conference.

She looked down at the letter, somewhat caught off guard, and murmured to herself: "This is too sudden..."

Taoist Xuanyou patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her: "I don't know much about swordsmanship, but I think you can do it!"

Xie Wanyou nodded, but her mood was still heavy. Seeing that she was deep in thought, Taoist Xuanyou changed the subject: "Did you just make a new antidote? Bring it to me."

Xie Wanyou finally came to his senses and showed the refined elixir to Taoist Xuanyou.

While Taoist Xuanyou was observing the elixir, Xie Zhuoxing flew into Xie Wanyou's arms and rubbed her comfortingly. Xie Wanyou touched her head tenderly: "Mother is busy refining elixirs these days, so she can't accompany Xiaobai. Xiaobai has nothing to do with her."

boring?"

Xie Zhuoxing shook the tip of his tail, shook his head and said softly: "

It’s not boring at all, Xiaobai can read by himself, and Grandpa Xuanyou will also play with Xiaobai.”

Hearing this, Taoist Xuanyou became more and more proud and said, "What are you worried about? I am with you as my master. Xiaobai is very energetic every day."

Xie Zhuoxing: "..."

The cub spoke of suffering and quietly revealed its vicissitudes of life in its eyes.

After seeing the elixir that Xie Wanyou refined this time, Taoist Xuanyou asked her with some surprise: "You gave up using ice jade dew as the main medicinal material to suppress fire poison? Why?"

Xie Wanyou thought for a while and replied: "Although the effect of Ice Jade Dew is good, the amount of suppressing fire poison is still difficult to control. Therefore, I want to try to inject my own ice aura into the elixir to replace the Ice Jade Dew.

This way we can better control the dosage, and the medicine seems to be more effective.”

Realizing that something was wrong with Taoist Xuanyou's expression, Xie Wanyou thought that he had made a wrong move, and asked with some worry: "Master, is there something wrong?"

"No problem," Taoist Xuanyou looked at the elixir in his hand in a daze, and his words became chaotic: "It's just...even I have never thought of directly using spiritual energy as a medicinal material. Logically speaking,

Say - no, you are special, your ice spirit root is too strong, and Xiaobai's fire matches you perfectly, so if you can do it, only you can do it!"

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, he grabbed Xie Wanyou's hand and shook it: "You have great ideas, you are really a genius!"

Xie Wanyou: "?"

Taoist Xuanyou went crazy again. Xie Wanyou didn't dare to interrupt. After Taoist Xuanyou calmed down a bit, she asked, "So, is this feasible?"

"Whether it's feasible or not, we have to see the effect of the treatment," Taoist Xuanyou dragged her and couldn't wait to go to the underground prison: "Let's try it now!"

Xie Wanyou originally wanted to go to Bixiao Alchemy Sect to ask about the situation of Sect Leader Shen’s Immortal Questioning Conference, but he was dragged into the dungeon in a daze. Taoist Xuanyou grabbed a half-dead critical patient from inside and fed him the elixir directly.

.

Taoist Xuanyou fixed the person in place, then turned around and urged: "Wanyou, what did I teach you, what are you still doing in a daze, start recording!"

Xie Wanyou hurriedly responded, took out a pen and paper and stood next to Taoist Xuanyou, and began to observe the patient's condition and record relevant data in order to compare the effects of the antidote.

It was already three hours after the observation ended. Xie Wanyou and Taoist Xuanyou walked out of the underground prison. Taoist Xuanyou was still excited and said to Xie Wanyou: "At present, this medicine has an excellent detoxification effect and can effectively suppress '

Fen Xin Powder attacks, but it also has many disadvantages, such as causing the patient to suffer some sequelae, often feeling cold, and physically weak, it is difficult to condense spiritual energy, and there will be a certain degree of reduction in cultivation..."

Xie Wanyou suddenly said solemnly: "I will improve it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wanyou was knocked on the head by Taoist Xuanyou.

"What should be improved? It would be great if the lives of those self-inflicted bastards can be saved," Taoist Xuanyou said with disdain, "Do they need such a good antidote? For your plan, this solution is

The medicine is enough."

Taoist Xuanyou still resented the fact that the chief disciple of the Penglai Island Master had treated Xie Wanyou like that. The reason why he guided Xie Wanyou to develop the antidote was because Xie Wanyou had other plans.

As for making a perfect antidote and completely curing the Penglai Island disciples' poison, that is absolutely impossible.

Taoist Xuanyou: "Let's go, show this antidote to Shen Qingshuang, and ask him about the Immortal Questioning Conference. It's really... tsk."

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Late at night, Xie Wanyou came back from Bixiao Danzong, settled down the sleeping Xie Zhuoxing, and went to a hot spring in the Demon Palace.

There were too many things going on recently, and Xie Wanyou rarely felt a little tired. She wanted to take this opportunity to relax. She let down her long hair, took off her outer clothes, leaving only an undershirt, and walked barefoot along the white jade steps down the steamy road.

spa.

There was originally only a cold pool in the Demon Palace, but after she got caught in the snow that time, she became increasingly weak. Feng Ranzhou probably took this into consideration and built a hot spring in the Demon Palace.

Wrapped in the warm water, Xie Wanyou's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, she closed her eyes and let out a breath of relief.

There was silence everywhere, and Xie Wanyou didn’t realize it

She fell asleep, and when she woke up again, she was awakened by the touch on her face.

Xie Wanyou opened her eyes and saw Feng Ranzhou kneeling on one knee on the shore, reaching out to caress the side of her face.

The light around the hot spring was a little dim, and Feng Ranzhi's falling silver hair seemed to be emitting a faint halo, which immediately attracted Xie Wanyou's eyes.

Feng Ranzhou was looking down at her, his gray-blue eyes flashing with a dark light, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Why, you haven't woken up yet?"

Xie Wanyou blinked, and belatedly realized that this was not a dream. She grabbed Feng Ranzhou's hand close to her face and squeezed it lightly: "...Why did you come out? Magical weapon refining

alright?"

Feng Ranzhou said "hmm" and glanced at her wet temples. Xie Wanyou probably didn't even realize that there was a trace of attachment and trust in her eyes. He looked at Xie Wanyou for a while, then stretched out his hand to press the

She pushed the wet hair away from her face: "You fell asleep in the hot spring. Are you very tired recently?"

Xie Wanyou didn't want to talk, so he responded lazily: "There is good news today, and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Feng Ranzhou said, "I don't even want to hear it."

Xie Wanyou raised his head in confusion, and suddenly water splashed around him, and a hot body came close to him. Feng Ranzhou also wetted his hair and held her waist: "I just want to kiss you now."

Is the game so exciting right from the start? Before Xie Wanyou could speak, Feng Ranzhou lowered his head and kissed her.

His kiss this time was not fierce at all, but it was rare to find tenderness. Xie Wanyou was captured by this tenderness and hummed twice with no meaning, and then he would caress her back like a cub, soothingly.

neck.

When it was over, the two of them touched their foreheads and didn't speak for a long time.

Xie Wanyou's lips had turned bright red. She pursed her lips gently. From the corner of her eye, she saw the small mole under Feng Ranzhou's lips. As if she was bewitched, she kissed her again.

Feng Ranzhou froze and didn't move until Xie Wanyou lingered down, pulled away his tied collar, and kissed his rolling Adam's apple.

Feng Ranzhou's breathing was slightly erratic and he held her down.

Xie Wanyou squinted his eyes and asked him in a low voice: "Why are you wearing your collar so tight today?"

Feng Ranzhou asked dumbly: "Is there any?"

"Yes," Xie Wanyou replied affirmatively, and even brought her nose closer to sniff at his collar: "And there is a scent... have you incense?"

Feng Ranzhi said nothing, held her arm tightly, and still denied her words: "There is no incense."
To be continued...