The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Chapter 199: Tinghua

Tang Yixian's entire attention was focused on the calculations. He looked back at the rice paper he was calculating on, holding up the mushroom in his hand and said,

"It's this kind of mushroom. We need to add a little more of it so that the overall composition of the medicine can reach the standard."

Hua Lao now understood. He thought for a moment, then slapped his forehead with his hand and said:

"Why didn't I think of that... Oh... yeah, no wonder, I tried so many times and it didn't work... I knew something was wrong."

Old Hua's eyes were about to pop out with excitement. He took the prescription from the board, spread it on the table, and drew back and forth with a pen.

My whole body was shaking with excitement.

"Mr. Tang...you are so awesome." Old Hua suddenly held Tang Yixin's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly.

Then he immediately let go again, for he was afraid that his disciples would kill him.

Old Hua was busy like a top, as if a spring had been started.

He began to take out the medicinal powder from the jars on the table according to the quantity and ratio given by Tang Yixin.

Tang Yixien watched from the side, and it really looked like he was in the laboratory before.

His jade-like fingers took the spoon from Mr. Hua's hand, asked about the ingredients in the bottle, and then scooped out the corresponding exact amount with a small spoon.

Tang Yixin's estimate of the weight in grams can be seen with the naked eye.

This made Mr. Hua amazed!

"Master Tang, this is amazing!" For the first time, Old Hua felt the power of talent.

Fortunately, Young Master Tang is not a medicine cultivator, otherwise he would not be the master of all poisons.

With the help of Tang Yixin, the originally complicated medicine preparation process was completed quickly.

Then comes the quick fusion extraction.

Old Hua put the extracted spherical pill into the alchemy furnace next to him.

After all the operations, Mr. Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He relaxed all over, sat aside and murmured:

"Hopefully it works this time."

After a long while, he suddenly looked up at Tang Yixian, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and then he said as if he had made up his mind:

"Master Tang, please follow me."

The two walked out of the door, and Master Hua brought Tang Yixin to the door of the mysterious house in the east.

At this moment, Sheng Qingye and a few others happened to be watering mushrooms in the yard. Seeing that Old Hua and his master were standing at the door of the mysterious house, they walked over curiously.

Mr. Hua was obviously stunned, then he looked frank and indifferent, took out the key and unlocked the door.

With a creak, the door opened inward, and a desolate air rushed towards me, carrying with it the ancient fragrance of old furniture after being dried in the sun.

Tang Yixian looked around and saw nothing but pale gray.

"Gentlemen, please come in." said Old Hua, his tone heavy as if covered with a layer of dust.

Several people walked into the house one after another, and Yao Lao also walked in.

The house looks inconspicuous from the outside, but it is spacious inside, with faint light shining in from the window.

It was that medicinal fragrance again, which Tang Yixin had smelled in the small room just now.

The furniture in the house was clean and elegant, completely different from the shabby house they lived in.

Driven by curiosity, the three little ones observed their surroundings politely.

What is so special about this house?

Jin Xiaoxiao held the Lingxi fan in front of her all the time.

Tang Yixin noticed that there was a bed against the wall, and someone seemed to be lying on it.

But that person lay motionless, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Old Hua walked to the bed and sat down, his eyes suddenly softened.

Tang Yixien walked closer and could see the person on the bed clearly.

A young man was lying on the bed. His face was rough and distinct, yet handsome. His eyes were closed, as if he was asleep. His skin was wheat-colored, and overall he looked like a strong man.

"Is this your disciple?" Tang Yixien speculated.

Hua Lao's body was obviously shaken, then he covered the burly man with a blanket, coughed and said:

"This is my Taoist companion."

...

For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The three people standing not far from the bed looked at each other, especially Xuan Yuran, whose eyes were obviously filled with shock.

Sheng Qingye tilted his head slightly, lip-synced his words in a very soft voice, and said to Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran while blocking his hand:

"Mr. Hua, you're quite good at playing."

Jin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled faintly.

Xuan Yuran actually nodded honestly.

Old Hua coughed lightly and glanced at Sheng Qingye. He looked old but not deaf.

"We are not a good match, are we?" asked Old Hua.

There was silence all around again.

"So what is he like now?" Tang Yixien coughed lightly and asked.

Hua sighed softly:

"He has been in a coma for a long time. To be specific, this is all because of the poison I refined."

When Tang Yixien heard the words "furnace poison", his expression brightened slightly.

"Gentlemen, please take a seat." Old Hua said politely, extending his hand.

Several people sat on the chairs opposite the bed.

Tang Yixien listened attentively to the legendary story of their life as a Taoist couple.

Moreover, he knew that this matter was related to the poison in the furnace.

Old Hua looked at the person on the bed intently and affectionately, and then his thoughts seemed to drift to a long time ago.

He began to speak slowly.

It turned out that the person lying on the bed was Hua Lao's junior apprentice, and they were from the same school.

One is the eldest senior brother and the other is the younger junior brother.

The burly junior brother is a sword cultivator, and he is exceptionally strong.

Mr. Hua talked about how strong he was, but a few hundred words are omitted here.

"I have been with him for a long time, and slowly, I fell in love with him." When Mr. Hua said this, he looked at the person lying on the bed again, with emotions rippling in his eyes.

Tang Yixien's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt that this relationship was a bit forced.

"I confessed to him that I wanted to be his Taoist partner, but he...he said that he didn't want to find a Taoist partner, saying that he was not born with the same temperament."

Tang Yixin could understand this junior fellow apprentice.

Hua Lao was silent for a moment, then continued:

"I waited for him for many years, but he still didn't want to, so I..."

"You just refined the lost furnace poison? Force him?" Tang Yixien's face turned serious, with a hint of anger in his tone.

He suffered greatly from the poison in the cauldron, and he himself didn't know whether he could control himself before returning to his original world.

Hua Lao's face flushed, and he said with a slightly guilty look:

"I only refined one because it was too difficult to refine. I failed hundreds of times before I got this one."

He looked at Tang Yixian, his eyes lowered a little embarrassedly, and continued:

"But... in the end, I didn't give it to him... I couldn't bear to."

Well, I couldn’t bear to give it to my junior brother, so I just gave it to him.

What kind of fate is this for him?

Tang Yixin continued to listen, wanting to know how the poison in the cauldron had reached the original owner.

"I hid the poison in the furnace in the study, but someone sneaked in in the middle of the night and stole it. Then... Junior Brother chased them out."

When he said this, Hua Lao's eyes turned red.