"I wonder what Yun Weiwei is doing …"
The identity token not only allowed the cultivator to communicate with the formation spirit that covered the entire outer sect to obtain help, but it also allowed the outer sect disciples to communicate with each other. Curious, Lin Buzheng took out the identity token and called Yun Weiwei.
"Beep! Calling outer sect disciple Yun Weiwei, please wait … "
"Divine sense connection established!"
The formation spirit's voice sounded clearly in Lin Buzheng's mind through the identity token.
In less than a few breaths' time, Yun Weiwei's soft and weak voice came from the other end of the identity token, "Senior Brother Lin, are you calling me?"
Lin Buzheng smiled, "How is it? Are you feeling better now?"
Not long ago, during the entrance banquet, Chu Fantian had harshly and insulted all the new disciples, and this naturally included Yun Weiwei. She had left the place without waiting for the entrance banquet to end, looking incomparably downcast.
Yun Weiwei's parents had passed away when she was young, and she had experienced the fickleness of human nature. She was alone in the Sect, and apart from Lin Buzheng, she did not even have a friend to talk to. Naturally, Lin Buzheng had to care about her.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Lin. I've already forgotten about the unpleasant incident at the entrance banquet!"
Although Yun Weiwei's voice was timid as usual, it was lively and cheerful. It seemed that the incident at the entrance banquet did not affect her too much.
"Senior Brother Lin, the outer sect deacon has given me a large room with many spirit flowers planted outside. The environment is very good, and the inner alchemy room is also very large. I'm currently refining pills …"
Yun Weiwei's excited voice sounded clearly from the other end of the identity token.
It turned out that after Yun Weiwei left the entrance banquet, under the guidance of the identity token, she went straight to the resting area of the outer sect disciples and chose a suitable residence.
Hearing this, Lin Buzheng's heart skipped a beat, "You're refining pills?"
"Yes!"
Yun Weiwei answered with a smile, "I'm refining Earthly Venerable Pills. I've failed several times before, I don't know if I can succeed this time …"
"Earthly Venerable Pills?"
"Weiwei, you're only at the Spirit Path Realm, but you can already refine the Earth Venerable Pill?"
When Lin Buzheng heard this, his heart was filled with surprise.
As the name suggested, the Earthly Venerable Pill was an elixir that could allow a martial artist at the peak of the Spirit Path to break through the bottleneck of the Martial Dao and advance to the Earthly Dao Realm.
Not only was the concoction process incredibly complicated, but the medicinal properties of the main ingredients also conflicted with each other, making it very difficult to deal with. Even a grandmaster alchemist would not be able to concoct it easily. At the very least, one would need an alchemist of the Earthly Realm to succeed.
But right now, Yun Weiwei was able to refine an Earth Venerable Pill with only a Spirit Dao cultivation. Such alchemy talents left others speechless. Worthy of being the descendant of the Longevity Alchemy Emperor.
"I'm just giving it a try. It's not guaranteed that I'll succeed. The previous few attempts have all failed, and the chances of success this time are also very small …"
Bang!
As Yun Weiwei spoke, a deafening rumble came from the other side of the identity medallion. The connection between the two medallions was instantly severed.
Rumble!
Immediately after, Lin Buzheng felt a slight tremor coming from a certain direction in the resting area, causing the entire courtyard to shake and dust to fall from the roof.
"This …"
"Don't tell me the cauldron exploded?"
Lin Buzheng was dumbfounded. Based on the various signs, Yun Weiwei's concoction this time should have failed. The medicinal properties did not successfully merge together, but instead fiercely rejected each other, resulting in a cauldron explosion.
However, the commotion caused by the cauldron explosion was a bit too loud. Most of the outer disciples' resting area could clearly feel it. It was likely that the custodian's hall would be alerted.
However, Yun Weiwei had the seniors of the sect to look after her. Furthermore, a cauldron explosion from a failed concoction was extremely normal. Even if the custodian's hall was alerted, it would not be a big problem.
"Beep! Due to an unknown reason, the connection between you and outer disciple Yun Weiwei has been severed. Would you like to reconnect? "
At this moment, the Formation Spirit's voice resounded in Lin Buzheng's mind.
"No need."
Lin Buzheng rejected it. He thought for a moment and replied, "Can I call outer disciple Yueh Wan-ching?"
"Beep, calling outer disciple Yueh Wan-ching, please wait …"
"Divine sense connection established successfully!"
As soon as the Formation Spirit's voice disappeared, Yueh Wan-ching's clear voice clearly sounded on the other side of the identity token. "Senior Brother Lin, what's the matter?"
Lin Buzheng smiled and said, "Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you have found a suitable residence in the resting area. We can come out and get together when we have time."
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Lin. My sister and I have never been separated since we were young. Now, we have found a suitable residence in the Peach Blossom Gorge of the resting area."
Before Yueh Wan-ching finished speaking, Yue Wanbing's voice suddenly came from the other side of the identity token. It was incomparably cold like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg.
"Wanqing, who are you talking to?"
Yueh Wan-ching replied, "It's Senior Brother Lin! He called me through the identity token. I am telling him where we are staying! "
"Humph, Lin Buzheng is a stinky man. Why is he searching for our residence? He must be up to no good! "
"Wanqing, I'm warning you, stay away from that liar Lin Buzheng in the future. There is no good man. Don't wait until you are cheated by him to regret it!"
Clatter!
Before Yue Wanbing finished speaking, the connection between Lin Buzheng and Yueh Wan-ching's identity token was suddenly cut off. Obviously, Yue Wanbing had forcibly cut it off for Yueh Wan-ching.
"You call me a liar every time. What did I lie to you about?"
"Women are really unreasonable!"
Lin Buzheng had a resentful look on his face. Yueh Wan-ching was a good girl. She was simple, naive, and romantic.
In contrast, Yue Wanbing's character was extremely extreme. Not only was she indifferent, but she also did not like to communicate with others. She was also full of hatred for men. No one knew where this hatred came from.
"Beep, outer disciple Wuya Zui is calling you. Do you want to answer?"
At this time, the Formation Spirit's voice sounded again in Lin Buzheng's mind.
"Answer!"
Lin Buzheng frowned. He had no idea why Wuya Zui would contact him. However, he still signaled the Formation Spirit to answer. "Wuya Zui, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
"I just wanted to see if it was convenient to use the identity token to contact other outer disciples."
"I don't know anyone else, so I could only contact Brother Lin. It seems that this identity token's communication function is quite good, haha!"
Wuya Zui's voice sounded on the other end of the identity token. It was as unpleasant as a crow's cawing.
"Don't contact me if there's nothing important in the future!"
Lin Buzheng's face darkened. Without thinking, he ended the call. He didn't want to have too much contact with this Death Crow.
"Why are you here again?"
Lin Buzheng had just ended the connection with Wuya Zui when the identity token vibrated again. A message came. Lin Buzheng was originally impatient, but after hearing the message, his expression suddenly became extremely serious.
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