Meng Qi went back to the place where she lived directly from the small path in the door.

She held the little white tiger and didn't want to meet someone like Lu Qingran who was curious and wanted to masturbate again.

She is an ordinary disciple of Qingfeng Valley. The room is not big. She has a bed, a table and a few chairs, all made of bamboo, and looks very simple.

The little white tiger lazily scanned the room, and Meng Qi had already placed him on the only bed.

The bamboo bed is covered with mats, which are neither soft nor hard, and does not look like a girl's residence.

The little white tiger stretched out its claws and lay lazily.

He watched Meng Qi take out a small tripod from the bracelet space.

The small bronze-cast tripod carved with simple patterns. It looks rough and simple, not like an important magic weapon.

Meng Qi threw a lot of spiritual herbs into the small tripod, and finally broke a piece of ore-like thing and threw it in.

She drew a talisman array around the small tripod.

Of course, it is impossible for medical practitioners to use firewood to practice medicine.

Advanced medical practitioners usually look for a convenient flame to refine medicines.

Most of these flames are spiritual, and the flames that can be used to refine medicine are quite powerful. They are not something that Meng Qi can use for himself with his current cultivation level.

This talisman array was also taught by her master.

Meng Qi's master is a weapon refining master, and weapon refining is even more unpopular than medical practice in the Three Thousand Worlds.

But if she can really reach the realm of her master, she can turn decay into magic, draw a talisman array with one stone and one wood, and then refine it slightly, and it can become a powerful magic weapon.

Meng Qi and him have been too short and everything they learn is superficial.

However, the mentor was very nice to her. When the two met, Meng Qi was just a foundation-building cultivator, and the other party had no intention of being disgusted or impatient.

Instead, he taught her a lot.

For example, teach her to refine her natal weapons.

With her, I studied with great enthusiasm how to use medicinal materials as carriers and loading talisman formation techniques on the pills.

Another example.

The fire control talisman array that Meng Qi uses to refine medicine is originally very powerful.

It is the fire formation that can be ranked among the top ten in the fire control talisman array in the Three Thousand Worlds.

If used by powerful audiences, they can make a hundred miles of radius fall into a raging flame and burn everything in the world.

When Meng Qi's mentor selected the fire control talisman array for Meng Qi, he finally chose this fire-limiting formation.

It took him a whole month to do his best.

Finally, this talisman array that could only be used by cultivators above the Nascent Soul Stage was simplified into a talisman array that could be used by Meng Qi, who had just formed a pill.

Of course, as her cultivation level improves, the talisman formation will become more and more powerful.

The faint flames ignited, pulling back Meng Qi's thoughts.

Her eyes were staring at the bright flashing fire, and in just a moment, the fragrance of medicine was already coming out.

This is the power of the talisman array, which can double the time for refining medicine.

Meng Qi is still in the Qi training period now.

When her cultivation level increases, the level of the talisman formation will also increase.

When she can also ascend to the Mahayana, she may be able to make medicine in one breath.

master.

Meng Qi subconsciously wrote these two words gently on the table.

She only knew that her mentor came from the hidden sect in the Western Realm.

I don’t know the other party’s name, and no one in the East Realm knows him.

so!

Meng Qi's eyes became firm, she would definitely go to the Western Frontier.

No matter what the white robe man in the record of the elder's magic formula of the Burning Heaven Palace had to do with her mentor, she always had to go to the Western Frontier to see it with her own eyes.

The flames of the talisman array burned out quickly.

A small ball of green ointment was left in the small tripod.

The fragrance is so refreshing that it makes people feel refreshed just by smelling it.

Meng Qi took out the ointment, turned around and walked to the bed, leaned over and gently held the front paws of the little white tiger.

"Maybe a little painful." Her voice was very soft, and she held the little white tiger's claws and blew it gently, "Hold on, Xiaoqi."

Little White Tiger: "…"

Who is Xiaoqi?!

The ointment with the smell of medicine was applied to his front paws, which was obviously very comfortable to smell.

But the moment it touched the wound, it was so hot.

For a moment, it seemed as if something had penetrated into the wound.

This is……

The little white tiger raised his eyes and looked at Meng Qi, a hint of surprise flashed in his azure blue eyes.

What a delicate mind.

There are even healing techniques attached to the ointment.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he thought of the silver medicine knife again.

Although it looks rough, simple and low-level, the talisman array on the blade looks very familiar.

That shouldn't be a talisman array that can be understood by a minor qi cultivation practice in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Even in the demon world, it is only possible for people in the Great Heavenly Demon Royal Family.

This time the ointment is much more effective than the pills Meng Qi gave him in the canyon before.

The little white tiger's front paws had always oozed out of fine blood.

After the ointment was applied, although the wound was very painful, the blood seemed to slowly stop.

Meng Qi always held the little white tiger's claws and raised them gently.

"It seems to work." She smiled at him, took out another pill and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

The soft fingertips rubbed across Baihu's lips, and a faint fragrance of medicine similar to the pills came from his slightly cool fingers.

The little white tiger's body froze again.

He has never been approached by the opposite sex like this.

It should be said that no woman dared to get close to him like this.

but……

This feeling doesn't seem to be bad.

The little white tiger subconsciously licked his lips.

The fragrance of medicine had long dissipated, but he was lying on Meng Qi's bed.

The faint fragrance of medicine seemed to be everywhere.

Not strong, but he always surrounds him.

A small ball of ointment was quickly completely absorbed by the wound.

The original pain on the wound and the burning sensation caused by the ointment gradually relieved.

No one spoke in the room, only Meng Qi's leisurely breathing sound, long and calm.

She always held the little white tiger's claws and waited patiently for the ointment to absorb.

In half an incense stick, the ointment was completely absorbed, and even the last trace of medicinal energy was gone into the wound.

The wound on the little white tiger's claws gradually exposed, and the wound without blood seeping out of it, did not look so hideous.

Inside the wound, silver light shone with stars.

Before Meng Qi was happy for too long, the light intertwined, and blood oozed out again, filling the wound again.

What's this?

She was not surprised.

If it could be cured so easily, she would not feel troublesome.

This silver thing should be the culprit that caused the little white tiger to bleed continuously.

But what is this?

Meng Qi gently put down the little white tiger's claws and looked up at the roof.

All kinds of poisons she had come into contact with in her past and present life flashed through her mind, and none of them met this situation.

"Xiao Qi." Meng Qi reached out and rubbed its head, "I'm going to go to the library in the door."

Although Qingfeng Valley is small, it has always been a medical sect that has been established for more than 100 years and has been nearly 200 years.

When the disciples return to the sect, they will organize and record their experiences along the way in bamboo slips and hand them over to the library in exchange for certain contributions from the sect.

All these book notes can be found in the library.

The elder who manages the library is Elder Yan.

He is also the commander who admires Meng Qi the most in Qingfeng Valley.

Meng Qi left some medicines around the room that could prevent people from entering at will, and then turned around and rubbed the lazy little white tiger.

In fact, even if you don’t look at the face of the man in white who looks very much like his mentor.

Meng Qi also wants to cure the little white tiger.

——It's really easy to touch!

Cute, soft, fluffy.

Meng Qi closed the door and walked quickly towards the library located on the back mountain of the sect.

At this time, the sunset is setting, and the warm sunset shines on the mountain where Qingfeng Valley is located.

This time should be the most lively time in the sect when the day of practice has just ended.

She walked along the way, but she didn't see any fellow disciple.

It was not until I walked into the bottom floor of the library that Meng Qi saw Elder Yan, who was guarding the place, sitting cross-legged on the chair.

A row of bamboo slips floated in front of Elder Yan.

Without seeing how he moved, the bamboo slips flew up quickly.

Meng Qi has seen this situation many times, but she still couldn't help but look up in the direction of the bamboo slips.

The library in Qingfeng Valley is not big, and the middle of the four-story building is hollow.

Lines are high bookshelf from the floor to the roof.

There are stacked bamboo slips on it

A circling staircase leads up to the third floor of the Library.

Going further up, there will be no stairs.

Most of the bamboo slips were left on the first floor and flew to one of the bookshelfs and fell down.

There was only one, slowly flying to the third floor and landing on one of the relatively empty bookshelfs.

"Meng Qi." Elder Yan opened his eyes.

He looked about his early thirties and was wearing a green robe from Qingfeng Valley.

The long hair was tied up and tied up on the top of the head, and was tilted by a distinctive bamboo slip.

"Elder Yan." Meng Qi bowed respectfully and bowed respectfully.

"I have something to do and want to ask the elder for help."

Elder Yan didn't ask her what happened, and his eyes swept across her face: "Today there is a distinguished guest coming, and the head of the sect summoned his disciples to the main hall to welcome him. Why are you here?"

"Disciple?" Meng Qi was stunned for a moment and reacted immediately.

Just now, Lu Qingran was waiting for Chu Tianfeng outside the mountain gate. It must be the one from the Fentian Palace.

Did it come so fast?!

She had just cured Chu Tianfeng not long after!

But it has nothing to do with her.

In her previous life, she was locked in the dungeon and survived the crisis without any danger.

this time……

She is careful, and nothing will happen.

"Disciple doesn't know." Meng Qi answered honestly.

Elder Yan's eyes showed a faint smile: "I heard that the young master of the Fentian Palace and the old man in his sect came. Don't you go to greet him?"

The young master of the Fentian Palace is also famous in the Eastern Realm.

The young man is handsome and a genius of cultivation.

There are indeed many female practitioners who want to practice with him.

"With the head and senior sisters and brothers here, it doesn't matter if the disciples don't go." Meng Qi replied respectfully.

And no one informed her to go.

"What's wrong with you?" Elder Yan's eyes were even more smiling.

"There is a poison. After being poisoned, there will be silver marks on the wound, which will make people bleeding continuously." Meng Qi asked respectfully: "Does the elder know this poison?"

"Oh?" Elder Yan closed his eyes.

Meng Qi waited patiently.

Elder Yan's cultivation level is still above the head, especially his medical skills, and he has already entered the fourth level realm first.

Meng Qi had heard about this elder in the sect.

It is said that he once made a vow to do everything and rule the world.

So every other year, I will leave the door and travel abroad.

It is also because of this that he does not hold any position in the sect.

In addition to the elder's Xu Ming, he would guard the library when he stayed in the sect.

Elder Yan has not personally passed on his disciples so far, and the disciples in Qingfeng Valley are not particularly keen to worship under his seat.

In comparison, the head of the sect or other elders with positions.

Becoming their personal disciple is obviously much better in the eyes of the disciples.

"There is a kind of..." Elder Yan slowly opened his eyes, "The bamboo slips are given to you, you can read and learn by yourself."

He said, waving his hand.

A small piece of bamboo slips fell from the fourth floor and stopped in front of Meng Qi.

"Thank you, elder." Meng Qi bowed again.

She was about to ask the elders for a few more questions, but there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the library.

Two disciples from Qingfeng Valley hurried into the library.

They saluted Elder Yan first and then turned to look at Meng Qi.

Both disciples looked a little strange.
Chapter completed!