Gulu!

Speaking of the pride, Song Shede drank a sip of wine, so happy.

"Why are you two so weird?"

Seeing the two of them looking strange, Song Shede asked casually.

When the two of them heard this, they exchanged glances.

Fang Junmei hardened her head and asked in a calm voice: "Senior brother, Senior Brother Hua sent a monk to collect materials, can there be an elder Qingheng and fellow Taoist Hongyu from the sect?"

"have!"

Song Shede nodded without thinking, "I heard that they are responsible for collecting a kind of spiritual herb that only grows in the cold pond."

When the two heard this, they knew that they had really collided.

"How did you know about them? Have you ever seen them? Is that little girl Wen Hongyu spicy enough?"

Song Shede asked with a smile.

This person looks like he is in his fifties, but he seems to be very enthusiastic about men and women. When he was in the Taoyuan Sword Sect, he commented on Feng Jianmei and Ji Nujiao with Fang Junmei. When he mentioned the charming Ji Nujiao, he even saliva.

Fang Junmei gave him a blank look.

Yang Xiaoman pretended to look at the direction outside the door and said, "Junmei, I see it's getting late, so it's time for us to go back."

After saying that, he pulled Fang Junmei and left.

"I just arrived, why are you leaving?"

Song Shede was stunned.

Fang Junmei shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"No, you two have something to hide from me!"

Swish!

Song Shede's figure flashed and stopped the door, blocked the two of them, and said viciously: "If you don't explain it clearly, don't want to leave today!"

Both of them laughed.

"Senior brother, the spiritual herb that your ancestor needs is probably looking for another one."

Fang Junmei told the story of what happened before.

Song Shede was so angry that he widened his eyes and almost spurted out an old mouthful of blood in his throat.

"Fang Junmei, I'm not done with you. If you don't compensate me for some good things today, don't go anywhere."

Song Shede grabbed Fang Junmei's clothes again, and looked like he was not letting him go.

Fang Junmei could only smile bitterly.

And Yang Xiaoman was already so happy.

...

The three of them had a long fuss before calming down again.

Song Shede was still a little unable to let go, so he rolled his eyes to Fang Junmei, one after another.

"You two don't know how many people in our sect are waiting for this elixir. If the ancestor Hua can't find a replacement, your Panxin Sword Sect will be demolished."

"Your two fellow disciples were originally robbed by someone else."

Fang Junmei said.

"childish!"

Song Shede shouted to him: "In this world of cultivation, how many people will care about how you have reached a higher level. Everyone will only care about which step you have taken. Besides, the Green-robed Venerable was not a good bird."

After saying that, he said, "Junmei, you are now the leader of the sect. For the development of the sect, sometimes even if the means are more despicable, you still need to use what you should use."

Fang Junmei refused to comment.

What he realized was that he did not move his sword heart, and of course he would not be easily influenced by other people's thoughts. Even the ten monks who merged in the Huangquan Realm had only the last one, because of Yang Xiaokuan, it could affect him a little.

After saying this, Song Shede realized that he was a little too much and stopped talking.

The three of them took their seats again.

"This matter can be big or small. If you can find another plant or a new one, it will naturally be revealed. If you can't find it and eventually delay the refining of this elixir, there will probably be many cultivators in the sect to hold a grudge against you."

Song Shede said quietly.

Fang Junmei nodded and asked, "How have you learned your alchemy methods?"

Hearing this question, Song Shede showed a proud look like a noble deed and boasted proudly, "It would be smooth sailing, a thousand miles a day, rivers fell, and surging. If the flames were not a little bad, the materials used for practice were less, and I would do my best to refine the magic medicine of Shenmuhai."

"What is missing? When I walk in the world of cultivation in the future, I will pay attention to you."

Fang Junmei asked again.

Song Shede smiled and gave him a look that was indeed brotherly.

"You can keep all the flames above the sixth level, the alchemy furnace above the top level, and other alchemy materials after you collect them. Xiaoman, I'll bother you too."

The two nodded together.

"You two, since you are here today, I, Song Shede, will take out some good goods to entertain you no matter how you do."

Song Shede said mysteriously.

The two of them had their eyes lit up when they heard it.

Song Shede took out his storage pocket and took out a jade bottle, which contained seven or eight apricot yellow pills.

Bang!

Song She was willing to remove the lid, and a strange fragrance came immediately.

"The smell of moyu honey!"

Fang Junmei and Yang Xiaoman shouted at the same time.

Song Shede nodded and said, "Yes, this pill is called Liuwei Shenpu. It is made by me using the black jade honey given by my junior brother as the main material."

The two nodded.

“How effective?”

Yang Xiaorang asked anxiously.

Song Shede smiled slightly and said, "Each pill can be worth a hundred years of hard work, how about it?"

Wow!

The two of them had a bright eye. These seven or eight pills combined were seven or eight hundred years of power of the soul, saving much time to practice.

Among the ten rewards in the battle for the Hidden Dragon List that year, there was one of the divine replenishment pills taken out by Shenmuhai. One pill could be used to achieve the effect of practicing the primordial spirit practice day and night for five hundred years.

Song Shede was able to refine such pills now, which was definitely not a simple character. Of course, the more reason might be because the Mo Yu Honey itself is extraordinary.

"No, are there any restrictions? Otherwise, you should have eaten it by yourself?"

Yang Xiaokuan asked.

Song Shede laughed and said, "Yes, every monk takes at most three pills, and the fourth pill will have no effect."

The two of them are oh no.

It would be amazing if it lasted for three hundred years of practice.

"Three pills per person, divided!"

Song Shede said readily, poured out three pills and handed them to the two.

The two of them did not be polite to him, thanked him and took it with care.

Fang Junmei remembered something and asked, "We both have taken Moyu honey. Will it be ineffective?"

Song Shede shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I've tried it myself and it's still effective."

The two nodded.

"In addition to those who replenish the soul, whether there are those who replenish magic power, it's okay to have less."

Fang Junmei asked again.

Song Shede thought for a while and said, "They are all common elixirs on the market. They are better, and I don't have them either."

Fang Junmei nodded again.

...

Suddenly I remembered an old thing and asked again: "I used a dark green lotus to exchange for your master the last blood pill. That dark green lotus, what's the name your master has developed?"

"You gave that lotus to him?"

Song Shede was shocked and spoke out.

Fang Junmei nodded.
To be continued...