After describing those actions, Yuan Zhiqing returned to his normal volume.With a cold tone, he concluded: "It's really shameless to do such things in broad daylight!"

"..." The Left Protector, who hangs around Huajie every day, lowers his head and moves his feet uneasily: just a kiss, it seems that it is not a "little thing". He thought that something big happened to Yinxian sect, but he didn't expect...

However, what the young suzerain cares about is definitely not a trivial matter.

Think about it carefully: this is indeed a scandal for the two peak masters of the Xian family who have the status of brothers and sisters and the name of master and apprentice.

Left Protector figured out the meaning of his lord, and tentatively said: "We send people to spread the news, let them lose their reputation, and then..."

"Idiot." Yuan Zhiqing frowned and interrupted, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be true that someone in the Yinxian sect was peeping? There are only a few people in the world who can escape Ling Chen's perception. At that time, the entire sect will be under martial law, and I will be in the peak."It's a small matter for a while, if the identity is discovered, all the time spent in these years will be in vain."

Left Protector was confused: "Then..."

"I will find a chance to get in touch with that woman." Yuan Zhiqing thought, "Although she looks like she was forced. But being treated like this by Ling Chen, maybe she knows some hidden secrets."

It doesn't matter if you guess wrong.

After so many years, Yuan Zhiqing's undercover agent almost lost his Buddha nature.Even if you make a mistake, it's just another useless effort.He was actually more worried about not finding any clues than trying to be wasted.

...

the other side.

Xia Xiyue knew nothing about the upcoming undercover.

Stepping on the long sword and flying for a while, the green medicine peak gradually appeared in front of my eyes.She fell into the small garden on the top of the peak, pushed the door open, and wanted to fly happily into the quilt.

It's a pity that at a glance, there is only a wooden table, a wooden table, and a futon in a spacious room, separated by a plain screen in the middle - there is not even a bed, let alone a quilt.

Xia Xiyue: "..." Almost forgot, this room still maintains the appearance of "Xia Xiyue" in the previous life.And the body of this samsara division launched in batches, even the living environment advocates minimalism.

Xia Xiyue sighed, and had no choice but to drag the futon and sit down.

She spread out the hem of her clothes and assumed a fairy-like meditation posture, but she thought to herself: need to get a bed as soon as possible.

Before, she was always worried that if she changed the habit of "Xia Xiyue", she would attract the prying eyes of heaven.

But now it seems that when the small world is reset, Tiandao's memory is also recalled together.Although it was intuitively wary of Ling Chen, Xia Xiyue, who had little sense of existence in her previous life, was far less strict.

Also, besides the bed...

Xia Xiyue reached into her bosom to feel it, found the prescription Ling Chen had given her earlier, and opened it to take a closer look.

The feeling of being scorched every inch of the body just now is really not a wonderful experience.Xia Xiyue carefully wrote down the prescription, and planned to make a hundred and eighty bottles of it to take with her at all times.

In addition, Nan Xian must also be able to use it: the underground fire poison is rich, although the fire poison will not precipitate immediately after entering the body, but it is definitely not very pleasant to float in the meridians.

"Snake Heart Water, Flesh Vines, Xueqing Fruit, Intermediate Spirit Powder..."

Xia Xiyue glanced at the medicinal materials she needed.Although she, the "Master of Medicine Peak", has her own treasure house.But most of the treasures in the treasury are extremely precious spiritual plants that need to be cared for carefully.

And these not-so-rare medicinal materials in the prescription, even if they are in the hands of medicine peak, they will be handed over to the sect in a unified way, and then dispatched by the sect, there is no stock here.

"Let's go to the department of goods and materials first. Get all the medicinal materials, cut out the clothes, and make a bed by the way... By the way, there is also a matching quilt—the boss's one looks very good. I just don't know it's ZongmenThe unified supply, or he collected it from somewhere..."

Xia Xiyue made a list while counting the things she needed in her mind.

At this time, the fire poison in her body was not too much after all.Although the riot was caused by sunlight just now, but Ling Chen's set of symptomatic things were smashed down earlier, and Xia Xiyue's cultivation level is not low, so she has almost recovered.

There is nothing to miss the cold futon under her body.After making the list, Xia Xiyue didn't delay any longer.She stood up with her sword in hand, put on her gauze cap, and headed for the main peak.

...

Stepping on the spirit sword and flying for a while, a mountain gradually appeared in front of him.

It seems inaccurate to say "mountain peak" - it used to be a mountain peak, but it was sliced by the first suzerain thousands of years ago and became a vast flat stone platform.

This is the busiest place in the entire Yinxian Sect. There are many halls, people come and go, and the snow-white stairs engraved with the sect's seal are paved from the foot of the mountain, extending all the way to the stone platform.

Xia Xiyue flew across the sky and landed in front of a main hall.

She put her sword back into its sheath, turned her head to look at the stone platform, and was slightly surprised: Although there are usually many people here, but today, there are many more people than before.Moreover, quite a few of them were not wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Yinxian Sect, but more like they came from outside.

Xia Xiyue looked at it curiously, and felt that if she continued to look at it, it would not fit the calm image of the peak master, so she reluctantly looked away and entered the main hall of the Department of Materials.

A disciple hurried up to greet her. Xia Xiyue found out the list that she had made earlier, handed it to him, and softly added specific requirements.

While speaking, she walked a few steps into the hall calmly.After leaving the place where it would be exposed to direct sunlight, he took off the gauze covering his body and handed it over together: "Please help me cut an outer shirt, leaving the cuffs and hem a little longer."

The disciple took it respectfully, glanced at the shark yarn in his hand in amazement, resisted the urge to touch it to identify its material, turned and left.

...

Xia Xiyue came here for the first time.She looked left and right, sizing up the scene in the hall, and her gaze quickly fell behind the long cabinet.

Sitting there was a young man with raised brows and eyes, dressed in a brocade robe with gold patterns. At first glance, he didn't look like a monk on Immortal Mountain, but instead exuded a somewhat expensive worldly atmosphere.

Sensing the movement here, the man raised his head from the desk and looked over.

Xia Xiyue met his face, and recognized that this was the peak master on the Qiqi Refining Peak next door—Chang Hong Daoist.He is the disciple of the head junior, theoretically Xia Xiyue's uncle, but in reality, he can also be regarded as her peer.

Being idle is also idle, Xia Xiyue approached and chatted: "Why are you on duty today?"

Chang Hong glanced at her, recognized her voice, and was a little surprised that she took the initiative to talk to her.

But it's just a chat, it's not abnormal, maybe Xia Xiyue is in a good mood today.So he continued to fiddle with the abacus, and said casually: "Junior Sister really doesn't hear anything out of the window - the next year will be the Immortal Mountain test, everything is tight, and there are many valuables allocated, I am much more naturalTake care."

He likes to look directly at each other when he talks, but now when he glanced over, he didn't meet Xia Xiyue's eyes. He only saw a dangling white gauze, and his forehead twitched: These guys who built the foundation at a young age, alwaysI like to wear some fairy-like fancy things, which are flashy and waste precious resources...

Although this kind of one-way visibility would not block Xia Xiyue's own line of sight, she was not a person who was always watching her words, so she didn't notice the complicated staring of her classmates.

Hearing "The Trial of the Immortal Mountain", her heart moved slightly, and she suddenly remembered something.

Each sect usually practices behind closed doors, isolated from the world, even if they are both sects of cultivating immortals, they rarely communicate with each other.

However, if there is no communication at all, it is easy to cause some troubles, so do not know when, a practice gradually became more in the cultivation world-every fifty years, there will be a school to sit in the village and open the gate of the mountain to let the disciples compete and compete for communication.

In addition to the major sects, casual cultivators with good reputations are also allowed to enter, and some casual cultivators are even allowed to learn from teachers.

...

It's lively, but it's easy to be chaotic when there are too many people. In previous years, there were some problems in the Immortal Mountain test. Fortunately, the problem was not serious, and the monks who didn't go out all the year round had more fun.

But this upcoming trial...

Xia Xiyue looked at Chang Hong, and asked hesitantly, "Is there still Nine Colors Rong Xuezhi in the warehouse?"

"No." Chang Hong originally planned to say hello and go about her own business, but when she heard her words, she couldn't help raising her head, "What do you want this thing for, is it poisoned?"

His scrutinizing eyes fell on Xia Xiyue.

Then he silently looked away—the master of Yaofeng covered him tightly, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, so he couldn't observe his complexion at all...Huh?and many more.

"Suddenly covered so tightly, are you really poisoned?" Chang Hong looked her up and down, wondering if there might be a colorful face corroded by poison under the veil.

Thinking of this, and thinking about her guess about "wearing gauze to look good" just now, Chang Hong cleared her throat uncomfortably, and her tone was a little more patient than before: "When you were collecting medicine again, did you accidentally enter some poison?"There are so many spirit beasts in the depths of Yinxian Mountain, even if we shouldn’t intrude, you really should get rid of your habit of dying when you smell precious elixir.”

Xia Xiyue: "..."

Although she was indeed poisoned, the fire poison had nothing to do with Nine Color Rong Xuezhi.She's doing it for another thing.

With the bamboo hat in the way, Master Chang Hong didn't see her complicated expression.

He rubbed his chin, and came up with his own idea: "Nine-color Rongxuezhi can only be used to detoxify the flame ice snake besides being pretty. Recently, the flame ice snake has become more and more rare, and no one deliberately prepares for it."Look at these. It is indeed gone in the treasury—if you don’t have it in your little treasure treasury, you might as well ask your senior brother.”

"Ask Senior Brother?" Xia Xiyue was taken aback.

Immortal Chang Hong heard the bewilderment in her voice, and clicked his tongue: "Ling Chen is the only person in the generation of Xianmen who has reached the stage of Mahayana. When giving gifts to the Yinxian Sect outside, he would often go to him for a while.Buy some rare things—your batch of yarn should be given by him."

Xia Xiyue: "..." Did the boss accept the gift so calmly?However, the cultivation world values strength, and others are willing to give it away, but he is too lazy to refuse it, and it is normal to accept it.

She nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

At the same time, I couldn't help but be bewildered: wait, "Xia Xiyue" looks like a poor peak master who can't even get a piece of silk, and has to rely on his senior brother to give it to him?

She recalled her own treasure house with nothing but various precious spiritual plants, and after a moment of silence, the answer came to her mind: Well, she is indeed...