Qing Ge looked at the chattering old man and felt a splitting headache.
Her headaches returned.
It seems that it reminds me of Ye Qingtian and Jin Chanzi. Sometimes they are very wordy, and when I listen to it, it goes in one ear and out the other, but now I feel a little nostalgic.
Qingge kept walking forward, and the old man followed closely behind him, talking eloquently. He was just talking about how Qingge was wrong, how women should be virtuous, and how serious he, an old man in his old age, was.
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Qingge pinched her eyebrows.
Finally, she stopped.
She stood in the cave, opened the door of the small room, and put the ginseng spring into the deep pit.
When the old man saw the ginseng spring, he finally stopped preaching, squatted by the spring and took a deep breath, and said in surprise: "Yes, it smells like this."
Qingge: "..."
Thinking that he had soaked in the ginseng spring, a chill suddenly arose, and the cold air spread to his limbs and bones.
"The spring water is all here. I sealed it with ice when I took away the spring water. The efficacy of the medicine will not be changed." Qing Ge turned around and left.
The space bag on Qingge's waist fell to the ground.
She walked out of the cave for quite some distance before she realized what she had done. She immediately returned the same way she came, walked into the cave, and looked around.
"Little girl, are you looking for something?" the old man asked.
Qingge nodded, "The space bag fell."
Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly, her pupils tightened, and a golden light was reflected in her pupils.
But I saw the golden light emerging around the old man, like the sacred Buddha in the west. The golden light was shining, kind, gentle, benevolent and kind.
The old man took out a space bag made of three materials and asked with a smile: "Girl, did you drop a gold bag, a silver bag, or this ordinary space bag that looks extremely ugly?"
The song was messy and dumbfounded in the wind. This scene seemed familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.
Qingge raised her hand and took her own space bag, "This."
The old man's eyes lit up, "You are such a motivated and good young man. I appreciate you. As long as you give up your love for me, I am willing to give half of your strength to your fiancé."
A row of black lines fell on Qingge's forehead. No matter how good her endurance was, she was about to collapse in front of the old man.
Qingge walked out of the place of right and wrong with an indifferent expression.
Three days.
Time is really tight.
She had to inform Qiao Yaorong to deal with Xiao Shanyan in three days, and she had to wait for He Xilou's answer.
After Qing Ge walked a little distance, he paused, looked back, and saw that the old man was following suit, keeping within a range of about three steps.
"Girl, you are still young and in your prime. I am already in the dusk. Don't waste your good time on me. It's not worth it." The old man said sincerely: "I once had a wife who fell to death twelve years ago.
, before she died, she grabbed my husband's hand and made a poisonous oath. If she marries again, there will be thunder and thunder, and she will die badly. You should give up, and if the news spreads, it will be bad for your reputation."
Qingge rubbed her temples and said, "Old man, I don't have a plot to love my father. You seem to have misunderstood."
"Look at you kid, do you still know how to bury your worries and bear everything on your own?" the old man said angrily: "Don't worry, I am definitely not a flower picker, and I will never let you face the world's accusations alone."
Qingge's hands shook.
She found out.
No matter what she said, the old man couldn't listen.
She ignored the old man and walked forward.
On the east side of the Moyun Mountain Range, at the foot of the mountain, Qing Ge stopped and took a closer look. There were several herbs, Baiguo Ling, and Red Flame Ginseng.
Qingge squatted down and pulled out the medicinal herbs, washed them by the lake, and then divided the medicinal materials.
She sat cross-legged and summoned the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron.
She wanted to refine a divine elixir for Liu Yan'er, which could resolve congestion in the body and restore vitality.
The old man smiled and sat aside, "This girl can also refine weapons, it's really interesting."
Qing Ge stretched out his right hand, and a cluster of green lotus fire ignited in his palm.
"Strange fire? Green Lotus Strange Fire?" The old man almost fell to the ground, stood up suddenly, jumped in front of Qingge, grabbed Qingge's hand, looked left and right, and carefully looked at the Green Lotus Strange Fire.
"In the list of strange fires, the Green Lotus Strange Fire ranks in the top three, but your Green Lotus Strange Fire is not pure enough, has too many impurities, and the fire is not strong enough." The old man said with some disappointment.
Qingge paused while handling the herbs, a light flashed in his eyes, his throat was sore, his nose was red, and he was actually choking.
Xu Shuangfeng said that her Green Lotus Fire was the purest.
It's a pity that her exploded body can be reorganized, but the blood has been integrated into the snow of Longfeng Mountain.
It's like a lifetime ago.
However, the pain of body splitting was still fresh in her memory.
The scene of Aventurine lying in my arms is still vivid in my mind.
That man, who is as clean as snow, has a pair of melancholy eyes, cares about the world, and lives with kindness.
He is not stained by the dust. He is like a jade man, but he is involved in the world of mortals and remains motionless in the storm.
Since then, Qingge's Qinglian Strange Fire has only maintained a little spark.
The reason why the fire can be preserved is because of the Purple Moon Flower. If not, the strange fire would have ceased to exist.
Seriously, she is a person who has died twice.
Qing Ge ignored the old man and concentrated on making alchemy.
The green lotus strange fire burned the cauldron hot, Qing Ge concentrated on controlling the strange fire, and the old man beside him kept talking, "In today's world, those who can control the strange fire have great achievements in the Medicine Sect.
Those individuals are all-powerful in the realm of the gods. With their status as alchemists, they are popular wherever they go. Little girl, I appreciate talents, and you are a talent that can be made. What are we called? We hit it off right away.
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The old man took out rice paper and a pen and wrote a letter eloquently.
"In this way, I will write a letter of recommendation for you. You can take the letter to the Medicine Sect to find the master, and then you can join the Medicine Sect. You don't need to be an entry-level disciple for three years, but directly become an inner disciple. As long as you work a little harder, you won't be able to join the Medicine Sect.
In three years, your name will definitely be among the young masters of the Medicine Sect."
While singing and refining elixirs, my mind wanders.
She had already thought that the old man in front of her was not simple, but she did not expect that he could be so powerful.
The natives of the Heavenly Realm of the Gods are very repulsive to outsiders.
For them, outsiders are invaders, occupying their land and plundering their resources.
The main reason is that these outsiders come from low or medium continents, which is the root of the contempt.
No matter where you are, class divisions are very serious. Everyone praises fairness and justice, but everyone has a system in their heart about what is respected and worshiped by the superior people and what is pitied and disdained by the inferior people.
Therefore, if outsiders want to enter a powerful force or become a supreme being, they have to work several times harder.
There is no luck or shortcut on the road to success.
The old man is also observing Qingge.
Anyone would be tempted by the conditions he proposed, but the expression on Qingge's face did not change at all.
Not only that, her alchemy movements are still smooth and smooth.