Once you become a female supporting role, you will be killed by the devil

It's not that he, the elder of the Dan Hall, is stingy, it's just that the elixir that Xiao Heng wants is really hard to find.

He still didn't listen after I told him, and took out the spirit stone, saying that no matter how much it cost, he would pay it.

But this is not about the spirit stone at all,

"Elder, I'm here to get the elixir today."

Xiao Heng said

Feng Cong knew that this was his destiny.

"Xiao Heng, it's not that I'm stingy. You're a genius of our Qingyun Sect and have won so many victories for the sect. Of course, the sect won't take your money."

"It's just that the elixir you want is really hard to find. I can't do anything about it." Feng Cong was a little helpless.

"Elder, you can't do that? I just want a few ordinary spiritual herbs, don't you have them?"

Xiao Heng told Feng Cong about those magical medicines

Hey, aren’t you here to ask for what we talked about last time? That’s good, that’s good. It seems I misunderstood.

"Ah, these, there are some, I'll ask someone to get them." Feng Cong asked the disciples of Dantang to tell him about the kinds of spiritual medicines.

"Here, Junior Sister, these should be enough for you to use for a while." Xiao Heng put the medicine he got from Cong Feng into a mustard bag and handed it to Fang Congyi.

Fang Congyi nodded

Feng Cong watched the two of them talking, but he couldn't understand it.

Although he didn't know what Xiao Heng wanted so many ordinary spiritual medicines for, it was possible that he needed them to test new elixirs.

But what can these ordinary spiritual medicines do to Fang Congyi, a sword cultivator?

This medicine is the most common one and it can't be sold for much money.

Moreover, she is a direct disciple and has a chief disciple like Fang Congwen as her brother, so she will never be short of money.

"Thank you, Third Brother. I'll send it to you after I'm done practicing this time.

Don't refuse. Even if you don't want it, I will still ask you to sell it for me." Fang Congyi said to Xiao Heng

"I know. How could I not even help my junior sister with such a small favor?"

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The conversation between the two people made Feng Cong make a bold guess.

"Xiao Heng, what are you going to use this elixir for?"

"Oh, I didn't use it myself. My junior sister used it to practice her alchemy. I said to Elder Feng,

There's no need to worry about these spiritual medicines, as the Dantang has no shortage of them."

Not really, although I took a bit too much, but there are still a lot of medicinal materials in Dantang.

Xiao Heng thought Feng Cong was being stingy and giving so many herbs to Fang Congyi, but a sword cultivator was not happy about it.

"Forget it, I'll just give you the money to save you the trouble." Xiao Heng said as he was about to pay and leave, muttering that Feng was stingy and made him lose face in front of his junior sister.

"No need, senior brother, let me do it, I still have the money." Fang Congyi asked Xiao Heng not to do this.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Feng Cong saw that the two had misunderstood him and hurriedly explained.

"I just want to ask, aren't you a sword cultivator? Why are you practicing alchemy again?" I clearly remember hearing the disciples chatting and saying that they saw the new disciple Fang Congyi and her senior brother Fang Congwen were siblings, and the two were practicing sword in the sword cultivation dojo.

But Xiao Heng said Fang Congyi would refine pills. What was going on? Could it be that he had misheard? After all, he would never have thought that Fang Congyi was not only a sword cultivator but also a sword cultivator who could refine pills.

"Ah, so that's what you wanted to say. Sorry, elder, I thought you were..." Xiao Heng apologized to Feng Cong.

"My junior sister is a sword cultivator, that's right," Xiao Heng said

It seems that I remembered correctly, but this made Feng Cong even more confused.

At this time, Fang Cong opened his mouth and solved the doubts.

"I am a sword cultivator, yes, but I am also a sword cultivator who can make pills. I usually make some when I have nothing to do, to kill time and to sell them for money," Fang Congyi explained.

No, I practice swordsmanship, make pills, kill time, and sell them for money.

Feng Cong understands all these words, but why can't he recognize them when they are put together?

"Is there a problem, Elder Feng?"

Xiao Heng looked at Feng Cong who had no reaction for a long time.

What was going on with this elder today? He was thinking, and suddenly thought of something.

Oh ~

He understood. Oh, has this day finally come?

"Elder Feng?" Fang Congyi called out.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Feng came back to his senses.

"What's wrong with you, Elder Feng? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Congyi asked with concern

Why did this old man react so strongly? Could it be that he couldn't handle it because of his age?

"I'm fine, just a little tired. Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll leave first."

Feng Cong thought about it and although he felt it was incredible, he did not ask anything. After all, he was a disciple of Sect Master Yun, which was a good thing for the sect.

Seeing that Fang Congyi didn't say anything, he probably just understood, otherwise he would have said it.

When Feng Cong was about to leave, he heard a sigh, and then saw Xiao Heng came forward and patted his shoulder.

"Elder Feng, I had anticipated this would happen someday, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Don't worry, just focus on recuperating. I will take good care of the precious medicinal herbs in the medicine field for you.

Just go with peace of mind."

Xiao Heng said these words in a heavy tone, which made Feng Cong feel uneasy.

"What do you mean, kid? What's wrong with you? Although I'm old, I'm not sick. I'm still taking care of the medicine fields. I think you want to take it all for yourself."

Feng Cong was a little angry

"Ah, are you not sick? I thought..." Xiao Heng withdrew his hand embarrassedly

"Ahem, well, I'm glad you're okay. I thought you were sick because you were just standing there."

Xiao Heng was about to leave, but he took his foot back.

"Oh, by the way, Elder Feng, is there any news about the thousand-year-old purple fungus I asked you to find?" Feng never expected Xiao Heng to come back.

Didn't you say you didn't want it anymore? And you've already left, why are you coming back?

I heard Xiao Heng say

"I was busy looking for a new pill to refine, but I tried the previous one a few times. My current cultivation level is not good enough, and my spiritual power is not enough, so if I can't find it, forget it."

Phew. Feng Cong breathed a sigh of relief, but then he raised it up again.

"Help me find some thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng. I have prepared some new elixirs." Xiao Heng shouted at Feng Cong.

Then he turned around and said, "I believe Elder Feng can do it, right? Otherwise, I will have to use other spiritual herbs from your medicine field instead."

Feng Cong felt a headache when he heard Xiao Heng's words which seemed to encourage but were actually threatening.

He said he wanted to use the spiritual medicine from the medicine field instead, but how could Xiao Heng just use ordinary spiritual medicine? Those precious spiritual medicines are harder to find than thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng.

This Xiao Heng really doesn't want to suffer any loss.

"Xiao Heng, wait a minute..." Hey, this guy runs too fast.

Feng Cong wanted to stop Xiao Heng, but the man ran away without giving him any chance to refuse.

Fang Cong started refining pills without taking a break after returning to Yunzhu Peak.

She looked at the successive batches of pills, each of which was of excellent quality and full of spiritual energy. They were very successful soul-restoring pills.

From the front, there will be occasional failures, or the pills made will not look good.

But Fang Congyi did not throw them away. She collected the inferior pills.

I plan to go to the evening market at the foot of the mountain to see if I can sell it. After all, although it doesn’t look good,

But the spiritual power of the pill itself is not less, the price is slightly lower, it should be possible

After packing the pills into bottles, he went to find Xiao Heng.

Give him the good ones.

I went down the mountain by myself. The last time I went to Yuncheng with Ye Zhulan, I had almost memorized the route.