Chapter 822 Amazing Qingge! (3 More)

The glow lasted for a stick of incense before slowly dissipating.

The dean of the alchemy academy walked out slowly, and there were already many alchemy masters waiting for him on the steps.

"Dean."

"Dean."

"Dean!"

As soon as he appeared, everyone cheered.

"Did someone discover the Tao of Twelve Pills?" He asked lightly.

The dean of the Alchemy Academy, with immortal demeanor, white hair flowing, and a loose robe, was blown up by the breeze, as if he was going to ride the wind at any time.

Master Alchemy standing below him is a master admired by everyone inside and outside the Alchemy Academy.

However, at this time, in front of him, everyone was respectful and respectful.

Hearing his words, a person stood up and saluted, "Go back to the dean, yes."

"Oh? This is a happy event for my Alchemy Academy. Among the disciples of this generation, except for Xinghai, no one can comprehend the Twelve Alchemy Ways." Walking around, "Which of your disciples is it?"

However, his question made these alchemy masters hesitate and look a little embarrassed.

Their reaction made the dean of Dan Taoist Academy frown strangely.

Finally, the one who spoke before gritted his teeth and said, "Yes... a new disciple."

"A new disciple?" A look of interest appeared in the eyes of the dean of the Alchemy Academy. He said: "It's not yet the time for the inner court assessment, but there are new disciples."

Smiling slightly, "Is it the Lord Mu of Luoxing City? Or his companion?"

"The dean is wise, the person who has discovered the way of the Twelve Alchemy is that City Lord Mu." The man cupped his hands.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy, with a smile on his lips, "Very good. As I remember, he has only been admitted to the hospital for more than four months."

"yes."

"In more than four months, he was able to comprehend all the Twelve Alchemy Daoes. This comprehension is much higher than that of Xinghai! Moreover, he is still the first person on the Qingying list, and the only saint-level in the Middle Ages. Artisan." The head of the Alchemy Academy said slowly. His eyes fell on these people, and he suddenly joked: "You all came to me, did you want to recruit disciples?"

This sentence made many people feel embarrassed.

When they came here, they really wanted to accept disciples, and they wanted him, the dean, to be the master.

However, the dean of the Alchemy Academy slowly shook his head and sighed: "I heard that he came in as a god-level alchemist. Xinghai also said that he has the perfect realm that our alchemists dream of. Now, even more It’s breaking the records of the Alchemy Academy and understanding the twelve alchemy ways. What do you think you can teach him? Even the old man dare not mention the word master and apprentice in front of him.”

These words hit all alchemists.

Indeed, Mu Qingge's starting point was too high, even if they wanted to accept this heaven-defying apprentice, they didn't have the ability to teach it.

"Put your mind away. To him, Dan Dao Academy is just a passer-by. He is not a thing in the pool, and he is destined not to stay here for too long. If you want, you can stay here while he is still here." Time, make a good relationship with him, give him more help, maybe there will be unexpected results in the future." The dean of Dan Dao Academy said so.

Alchemy masters, the collective silence.

"That... Dean, I don't know if I should say something." The person who spoke before said hesitantly.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy cast his calm eyes on him, and said with his jaw: "Is there anything that should not be said?"

The man raised his head, looked at the dean of the Alchemy Academy, and said, "When Mu Qingge was comprehending the alchemy, the ancestor stayed by his side for some reason."

"Huh?" Finally, the calm expression of the dean of Dan Dao Academy was broken by this news, and he lost his previous calmness.

However, he didn't say anything deeply. He just told the others: "I know about this matter, what the ancestor wants to do, he has his own sense of propriety, and no one should bother her."

"Yes, Dean."

Everyone bowed and said.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy waved his hand and said to everyone, "Let's all go away."

...

In front of the twelve screen walls, the soaring glow finally subsided slowly.

The smooth screen wall became calm again, and the color became deep again.

Mu Qingge's brows flickered with golden light, which was gradually restrained and returned to normal. She stood up from the twelfth screen wall, her figure was tall and straight, giving people a sense of resoluteness.

She flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked towards Yao Xinghai.

Seeing her approaching, the stunned people all around took the initiative to move away, their shocked faces were full of expressions of unbelievable admiration.

Lianqiao quietly followed behind Mu Qingge, she didn't care whether Mu Qingge had realized alchemy or not, she only cared that she could see Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge walked up to Yao Xinghai and stopped.

Yao Xinghai said with a complicated expression: "Congratulations." These words were very sincere. He underestimated Mu Qingge, but he would not be jealous of her because of it.

"Thank you." Mu Qingge said lightly.

The corners of Yao Xinghai's lips twitched, and he asked, "You have comprehended all the twelve alchemy ways, so what conclusion have you come to?"

"What about you?" Mu Qingge asked back.

"Me?" Yao Xinghai laughed lightly. "Back then, it took me three years to comprehend the alchemy in the twelve screen walls, and it took me another half a year to realize an answer. Why don't we talk about it together?"

"Okay." Mu Qingge nodded, and agreed quickly.

The conversation between the two caused the disciples around to prick up their ears, wanting to hear their experience clearly.

"Only by realizing one's own way can one become a saint."

"Only by realizing one's own way can one become a saint."

The eight words, exactly, came out of Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai's mouths respectively.

The same answer was thrown into the calm pool like a stone, causing waves in the hearts of the surrounding disciples.

Only by realizing your own way can you become a saint.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, she finally knew why she couldn't break through to the holy level, it was because she didn't have her own alchemy.

"I didn't misunderstand you, you are the best opponent." Yao Xinghai said with burning eyes.

Mu Qingge curled her lips into a smile, and asked, "Is your alchemy done?"

However, Yao Xinghai did not answer this question directly, but only reminded: "There is still one month left before the Dao of Alchemy Conference. The first battle between you and me will be at the Dao of Alchemy Conference."

After that, he turned and left.

That back is full of high-spirited fighting spirit.

After watching Yao Xinghai leave, Mu Qingge looked at the place where Mei Zizhong, Zhao Nanxing, Shang Zisu and Zhu Ling were standing, and smiled knowingly. She knew that she had made them worry again.

She walked towards the four of them, Lian Qiao originally wanted to follow, but suddenly wanted to feel something, frowned slightly, turned around and left quietly.

Mu Qingge didn't notice Lianqiao's departure, even if she did, she wouldn't care.

When she walked in front of the four of them, Zhao Nanxing and Zhu Ling gave her thumbs up.

"Excellent, Qingge!" Zhao Nanxing laughed.

Zhu Ling also smiled coquettishly, "I'd be surprised if Qing Ge wasn't very good at any time."

"Unfortunately, no one started the game today." Suddenly, Shang Zisu's words made everyone stunned.

After being surprised, the five of them looked at each other and laughed.

...

In the resplendent courtyard, Forsythia sat on a large chair. It's not because the chair is big, but because she is too small.

Back here, the innocent and harmless smile no longer appeared on her face, but the vicissitudes that did not match her appearance.

"What did you call me back for?" Lian Qiao looked gloomyly at the dean of Dan Dao Academy standing in front of her.

In front of Lianqiao, the dean of the alchemy academy showed a respectful expression, and asked tentatively: "I heard that the ancestor is very interested in the new disciples in the academy?"

Lianqiao snorted coldly, and said dissatisfied: "Who has complained to you again?"

A helpless wry smile appeared on the face of the dean of Dan Dao Academy.

Forsythia's immature face was filled with disappointment. She said faintly: "Don't you think, she is very similar to him? That kind of eyes, that kind of momentum, that kind of arrogance."

There was deep thought in her eyes.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy sighed in his heart, and said to Lianqiao: "Old ancestor, master, he has already..."

"No! Don't tell me. He promised me that he will come back." Lian Qiao interrupted him loudly.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Qingge is not a master, and he will not stay here for long."

"Then I'll leave with her!" Lian Qiao said without hesitation. "Looking at her, I don't feel that life is so difficult."

However, the dean of Dan Dao Academy stopped him in shock, "Old Ancestor, no! I can protect you only if you stay here. If you leave and are discovered by those above, you..."

As he said that, he fell to his knees and begged bitterly: "Ancestor, I promised Master that I will never let you be taken away by those people. Please don't be willful, ancestor, and stay in the Alchemy Academy."

Forsythia had a complicated look on her face. She didn't go to see the dean of the Alchemy Academy, regardless of her identity, but murmured: "This Alchemy Academy was founded with all his painstaking efforts. You are also his only disciple. I won't Embarrassing you, you go."

"Old ancestor!" The dean of Dan Dao Academy raised his head and looked at her.

However, Lianqiao closed her eyes to conceal the pain in her eyes.

The dean of Dan Dao Academy had no choice but to retreat.

After he left, all the doors in the room closed automatically, and the light in the room dimmed instantly.

Lian Qiao curled up, hugged her whole body into a ball, squeezed into the corner of the chair, buried her small face in her knees, and cried depressively.

"How long, how long, how long do you want me to wait?" Lian Qiao's cry sounded heartbreaking.

Those who have not experienced the kind of waiting in the vicissitudes of life cannot understand it.

...

On the way back to the residence, Zhao Nanxing asked, "Qingge, who is that little girl who has been by your side?"

Forsythia?

The corner of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, she almost forgot about this person.

However, she couldn't tell the truth to her friends about her identity. She thought for a while, and said casually, "I don't know if it's that master's closed disciple, who came across me by chance and stalked me."

"Qingge's charm is really irresistible!" Zhu Ling laughed 'giggle'.

Mu Qingge said with a strange expression: "No. She seems to be..." Frowning, Mu Qingge continued: "It seems that I have a certain resemblance to a relative of hers, and she seems to be similar to that relative. It's been a long time since we saw each other, that's why she is like this."

Her explanation was reasonable and satisfied the curiosity of others.

"Qingge, there is still one month until the Alchemy Conference, what are your plans for next?" Mei Zizhong asked.

When he saw Yao Xinghai today, he felt that he was not a simple person, and he might not be easy to deal with.

Mu Qingge was indifferent, "I don't have any plans. For the rest of the time, I will retreat and recollect what I have gained during this time."

She wants to realize her alchemy, break through the bottleneck, and become a holy alchemist.

"That's fine, we won't bother you for a while." Shang Zisu nodded.

The five of them ate together before they dispersed.

When Mu Qingge returned to the room, Si Mo grabbed her into the space.

As soon as she came in, she saw the gloomy and indifferent face of the man.

"Uh, I was out to comprehend alchemy, so I forgot the time." How could the man's expression of resentment, desire and dissatisfaction make her not know what he was angry about?

What she said made Si Mo's gloomy expression disappear, he sighed, pulled her into his arms, buried his head on her neck, and said in a muffled voice: "Little Geer, did I ever feel like this, yes? What can you do?"

This childlike accusation, the full of grievances, made Mu Qingge feel a little unbearable. She raised her hand and stroked the man's smooth long hair.

Si Mo raised his head, Mu Qingge looked at this handsome face so close, and couldn't help pecking him lightly on the lips.

This made Si Mopo's eyes darken suddenly, and Mu Qingge easily teased out the emotions that he had been holding back. "Xiao Ge'er, if you don't want to, then don't do this."

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth also raised playfully.

She lifted Si Mo's chin with her finger, and said with a playful look in her eyes: "Now you are here being hidden in my golden house, what do I want, it depends on my heart?"

"Little Ge'er..." Si Mo's mouth was parched from her eyes. Does his little song want to torture him again?

Mu Qingge jumped into his arms. Si Mo hurriedly caught her with both hands, with joy in his eyes.

"Serve my lord well, there is a reward!" Mu Qingge said jokingly.