With Yang Jian watching over him day and night, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't get rid of this jinx no matter what. It was inconvenient to do anything, let alone meet with Chu Ying. Since he had nothing to do at home, he could only calm down and study the alchemy formation board.
However, Zhou Qingfeng knew nothing about alchemy, so he could only mess around. After the spiritual energy in the box of East Pearls was almost exhausted, he only obtained some strange things.
The Hundred Flavor Dew consumed a few hundred kilograms of various fruits and condensed a lot of concentrated juice. The quality was still very poor. Zhou Qingfeng said he didn't know how to improve it. Some things still needed theoretical guidance and a master's guidance.
Carbon essence. The old shaman of Jianzhou sent a few pieces of the so-called "Thousand Year Iron Strength Wood". Originally, he wanted the "genius Master Zhou" to refine them into Heavenly Strike Wood. In the end, it was refined into a lower grade carbon essence by the "foolish alchemist" Zhou Qingfeng. The old shaman was very unhappy about this and muttered for a long time. The gist of it was, "This little brat is recklessly wasting God's gift."
There was another special thing. With the supply of spiritual energy, Zhou Qingfeng could open the space-time door and enter the Space-Time Island. He took the opportunity to go to the latrine pit to avoid Yang Jian and secretly got a phone.
Zhou Qingfeng was experimenting. He didn't get a phone with perfect functions, but a broken one. Looking at the casing, it seemed to be Xu Li's beautifying phone, with all kinds of PS functions. He tried to throw the broken phone into the formation board to refine, but there was no reaction.
On a whim, Zhou Qingfeng wondered if he should add something to it. It just so happened that Abahai had returned his top-grade East Pearl. Impulsively, he threw this priceless treasure into the formation plate to refine — it was clearly a formation plate for alchemy, but Master Zhou used it to refine weapons. But under the joint effect of the "Heaven's Eye" and "Sun Tablet" …
The formation board really started to work, and finally, Master Zhou was left with a pink object that looked like a small cane.
What the hell is this?
When it appeared, even Yang Jian felt strange. It was just that the Senior and Junior Brothers had a falling out, so he couldn't ask? Only then did Zhou Qingfeng remember that he had to feel sorry for his exquisite East Pearl. This pink, heart-shaped staff was too girly — this was clearly the Sailor Sailor's Transformation Wand.
Zhou Qingfeng tried to infuse the wand with his spiritual power, but the wand actually started to emit sparks. It seemed that there was a short circuit inside. The heart-shaped tip of the wand began to glow as he continued to infuse it with spiritual power. But suddenly, it dimmed again. He didn't know if there was something wrong with the connection. But it would start flashing again after a while.
What the hell could this thing do?
Zhou Qingfeng was experimenting in his bedroom, and Yang Jian was guarding the door. Just as the two of them were wondering what kind of changes this strange thing would cause, footsteps suddenly came from outside the room. Abahai had arrived.
Last time, Yang Jian had angered Abahai. This time, Abahai put on a show of his style. Before she appeared, one of her servants came over and told Yang Jian to get out. "Grand Concubine wants to see Zhou Qingfeng's progress. She doesn't want you to be a hindrance here. Go away."
"What the hell is that brat trying to refine? He's just wasting things. That top-grade East Pearl was ruined just now." Yang Jian cursed in his heart, but he could only rub his nose and leave obediently.
Zhou Qingfeng was completely focused on infusing spiritual power into the wand and didn't know what was going on. Just as Abahai finished clearing the room and was about to appear, the wand seemed to be fully charged. A burst of light enveloped Zhou Qingfeng.
With such a simple time difference, Abahai walked into the room. What she saw was completely different from what Yang Jian had been staring at. When the light from the wand disappeared, it was not the eight-year-old Zhou Qingfeng standing in front of the Alchemy Circle, but the adult Zhou Qingfeng.
Abahai stopped as soon as she entered the room. She was so surprised by the scene in front of her that she couldn't close her mouth. She didn't just see the adult version of Zhou Qingfeng, but Zhou Qingfeng in his revealing clothes. She immediately let out an "Ah!" and turned around, intending to leave. She even wanted to shout for the servants and guards beside her.
"Wait …." Zhou Qingfeng was also shocked by the change in himself, but he knew that if Abahai shouted, there would be more trouble. Seeing the Grand Concubine's pale face, he immediately lowered his voice and hurriedly shouted, "Don't, don't, don't make a sound, don't shout. It's just a small accident. Don't shout, I beg you. "
Perhaps Zhou Qingfeng's pleading voice softened Abahai's heart, or perhaps she felt that Zhou Qingfeng was harmless, or perhaps she felt that the adult Master Zhou Qingfeng was handsome. Abahai stopped shouting and stared at Zhou Qingfeng suspiciously for a few seconds. It was probably the function of the beauty phone. The adult version of Zhou Qingfeng was now very tall, and Grand Marshal Zhou Qingfeng was very angry.
His chest muscles were high, and his abdominal muscles were distinct. His huge arms were thick and powerful, and his thighs were like cast iron. His face was angular and full of manliness. His hair was messy but stylish. Unlike the lean faces of men in the late Ming Dynasty, or the ferocious faces of Jurchen men with a rat's tail, Zhou Qingfeng's appearance was full of a simple but not simple modern aura. In short, he was very handsome.
A maidservant followed behind him, but Abahai, who was blocking the door, raised her hand and stopped her. She ordered, "Guard outside. No one is allowed to come in without my permission."
Zhou Qingfeng heaved a sigh of relief that the First Concubine was so understanding. Abahai stood at the door and looked around. Suddenly, she pursed her lips and smiled as she left the door ajar. She slowly walked to the formation plate and paced back and forth, looking curiously at Zhou Qingfeng's embarrassing appearance.
Zhou Qingfeng's original clothes had become rags. He was trying to find something to cover himself with, but he was embarrassed and blushing. His appearance made Abahai feel a little fresh. No stranger had ever dared to be naked in front of her. If it were someone else, she would have dragged him out and beheaded him with a shout. But now, she could not help but curl up the corner of her mouth and laugh around Zhou Qingfeng.
"Please, stop laughing. It's not funny at all. " When Zhou Qingfeng was eight years old, he had a sharp tongue. But now, he had returned to 'normal', and his otaku mentality controlled his speech. He blushed and said to Abahai, "Grand Concubine, can you go out for a while? I need to change my clothes."
"Who are you?" Abahai was unmoved. Instead, she stared at Zhou Qingfeng with interest. She even openly aimed at his vitals. The more she stared, the more Zhou Qingfeng did not dare to move. "Why are you here?"
"I'm Zhou …"
"You're Zhou Qingfeng's older brother?"
What …? I'm Zhou Qingfeng. Alright, I'd better not be Zhou Qingfeng right now.
"Where did Little Zhou go?"
"He … he went out to play."
"How come I don't usually see you?"
"I don't usually come out."
"Oh … How did you end up like this?"
"There was a small accident when I was refining the pill."
"Exploded? Even your clothes are gone? Us Jurchen Shamans often do strange things, but they usually smoke themselves black. I've never seen someone like you. "
Yes. It exploded. My clothes were blown to shreds. "
"Hahaha … How did you end up like this?" As for why there was an adult version of Zhou Qingfeng, Abahai did not dwell on it. She did not find it strange that Gu Yuanwei had an extra subordinate. She just felt that the kid in front of her was quite amusing.
Because the room was Zhou Qingfeng's bedroom, he wrapped himself in a thin blanket and sat obediently by the bed, not daring to move. He was neither a relative nor a friend, neither a slave nor a servant. His special status and special situation made Abahai chuckle uncontrollably.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Zhou Qing … Zhou Qingshan."
"You know how to use the alchemy formation plate too?"
"It's alright, but I'm not too familiar with it."
"You're also a cultivator, right? There are so many cultivators in the Central Plains."
"I'm not a cultivator yet, or should I say, there's something wrong with my cultivation."
The two of them kept chatting awkwardly. Basically, the woman asked and the man answered, with Abahai taking the initiative. The more she chatted, the more excited she became, throwing her original purpose of looking for Zhou Qingfeng to the back of her mind. She was also not particular about the topics she asked, as if she was just chatting to see Zhou Qingfeng's embarrassed look. The redder Zhou Qingfeng's face was, the happier she was.
After chatting for ten or twenty minutes, Abahai seemed to have thought of something again. She stopped smiling and got up to walk out. Zhou Qingfeng's mood, which had calmed down a little, suddenly became nervous again. He did not know what this woman wanted.
Abahai walked to the door and turned back. Her playful expression turned cold, and she said in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today. The next time you see me, you're not allowed to dress like this. If you do that again, I'll cut off your head. "
This woman's temperament was really capricious. Zhou Qingfeng thought: Do you think I want to? There won't be a next time, understand?!
Zhou Qingfeng, wrapped in a thin quilt, nodded repeatedly. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. After Abahai left, he hurriedly ran to the alchemy disk and picked up the wand that had caused trouble. Then, he infused spiritual energy into it again. With a whoosh, another ray of light enveloped him. The eight-year-old Zhou Qingfeng had returned.
Yang Jian returned to the door of the room again. Before he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he said gloomily, "Junior Brother, you're really impressive. You actually made the dignified Grand Concubine of Jianzhou drive me away personally. What are you two hiding in this room for? Could it be … You, why are you naked? "
Yang Jian originally wanted to ridicule him, but when he saw Zhou Qingfeng, who was busy taking off his clothes, he immediately panicked. This was very different from what he had imagined. Or rather, he had imagined such a scene, but the male lead in this scene should be himself, and not Zhou Qingfeng, who he had always disliked. "What's going on?"
The thin quilt that Zhou Qingfeng was wrapped in fell to the ground. He was naked, posing like a gentleman. Yang Jian looked at the exceptionally messy bed that Zhou Qingfeng had turned over and exclaimed, "Heavens, I warned Master back then, but Master didn't take it seriously. Who knew that you would actually do it for real?
It's only been a few days, and you've already hooked up with the Grand Concubine of Jianzhou. If this was still in the Daming Dynasty, it would be equivalent to you running to the palace and hooking up with the Empress! It's broad daylight, and I've only been gone for a quarter of an hour. Only a quarter of an hour.
In just a quarter of an hour, the two of you have already done something improper. How did you move so quickly? How did you hook up with her so easily? "
Yang Jian couldn't accept this "fact". He kept repeating it over and over again until he was incoherent. Originally, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to proudly say a few words to Yang Jian, but his strange brain circuit caught a certain point to refute.
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