Qingge looked at the chattering old man with a split headache.
Her headaches were in trouble again.
It seems that I remember Ye Qingtian and Jin Chanzi, and sometimes I am very long-winded. When I hear it, I go in and out of my left ear, but now I miss it a little.
Qingge kept moving forward, and the old man followed behind, talking nonstop, just saying how Qingge was wrong, how virtuous a woman should be. How serious he is, the old man who is already in his old age.
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Qingge pinched his eyebrows.
Finally, she stopped.
She stood in the cave, pushed open the door of the small room, and placed the ginseng spring into the deep pit.
When the old man saw the Ginseng Spring, he finally stopped his preaching, squatted beside the spring and sniffed hard, and said in surprise: "Yes, it's this smell."
Qingge: "..."
Thinking that I had been soaked in the ginseng spring, a chill arose, and the cold air spread to my limbs and bones.
"The spring water is here. When I took it away, it was sealed with ice, and the effect of the medicine will not change." Qingge turned around and left.
The space bag on Qingge's waist fell on the ground.
She walked out of the cave for a long distance before she realized that she immediately returned the same way, walked into the cave, and looked around.
"Little girl, are you looking for something?" the old man asked.
Qingge nodded, "The space bag fell off."
Qingge's eyes were slightly condensed, his pupils tightened, and a golden light reflected in his pupils.
But I saw the golden light surrounding the old man, like the sacred Buddha in the West, shining with golden light, kind and gentle, kind and kind.
The old man took out the space bag made of three materials and asked with a smile: "Girl, are you falling out of a gold bag, a silver bag or this ordinary space bag that looks extremely ugly?"
The breeze is as messy as a wooden chicken. This familiar scene seems to have seen it somewhere.
Qingge raised his hand and took his own space bag, "This."
The old man's eyes lit up, "What an ambitious and promising young man. I admire you. As long as you give up your love for me, I am willing to share half of the Zhuang/Yangquan with your fiancé."
A row of black lines fell from Qingge's forehead. No matter how good her patience was, she was about to collapse in front of the old man.
Qingge walked out of the place of failure with a cold 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 Qingge walked a little distance, he paused and looked back, and saw that the old man followed him step by step, maintaining a range of about three steps.
"Girl, you are still young and in your youth, I am already in the evening. Don't waste your great time on me, it's not worth it." The old man said earnestly: "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 remarries, she will not die well. Give up, and it will be bad for you if you give up. If you spread it, it will be bad for your reputation."
Qingge rubbed her temples, "Old man, I don't have a plot in Love with you, you seem to have misunderstood."
"Look at your child, do you still know how to bury your worries and take on everything alone?" The old man said angrily: "Don't worry, I am definitely not that person, and I will never let you face the accusations of the world alone.
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Qingge's hands trembled.
She discovered it.
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 Mountains, at the foot of the mountain, Qingge stopped and looked closely and saw a few flowing herbs, beetle, and red ginseng.
Qingge squatted down and pulled out the herbs, washed the herbs by the lake, and then divided the herbs.
She sat cross-legged and summoned the Moon Eclipse Cauldron.
She wanted to refine the Divine Final Pill for Liu Yan'er, which could dissolve the blood stasis in the body and restore vitality.
The old man sat aside with a smile, "This girl can also refine weapons, it's so interesting."
Qingge stretched out his right hand, and a cluster of green lotus fire ignited in the palm of his palm.
"Extraordinary Fire? Qinglian Qihuo?" The old man almost fell to the ground, suddenly stood up, jumped to Qingge, grabbed Qingge's hand, looked left and right, and carefully looked at Qinglian Qihuo.
"In the strange fire list, the green lotus and strange fire can rank among the top three, but your green lotus and strange fire is not pure enough, there are too many impurities, and the fire is not good." The old man said a little disappointed.
Qingge's hand was treating herbs paused, and a light flashed in his eyes, his throat was sore, his nose was red, and he felt a little choked.
Xu Shuangfeng once said that her blue lotus and strange fire is the purest.
Unfortunately, her explosive body can be reorganized, but the blood has been integrated into the snow of Longfeng Mountain.
It seems like a different life.
However, the pain of the body splitting was still fresh in her memory.
The scene of Dongling Cod lying in his arms is also vivid in my mind.
The man who was as clean as snow had a pair of melancholy eyes, and lived kindly with the world.
He is not stained with dust. He is like a jade man, but he is involved in the world and remains motionless in the storm.
Since then, Qingge's Qinglian Qiqi has only maintained a little fire.
The reason why the fire can be retained is also because of the purple moon flower. If it weren't for this, the strange fire would have long disappeared.
Seriously speaking, she is a person who has died twice.
Qingge ignored the old man and focused on refining the alchemy.
The Qinglian strange fire burned the cauldron hotly, Qingge concentrated on controlling the strange fire, and the old man next to him never stopped, "In today's world, people who can control the strange fire have great achievements in the Medicine Sect.
Those individuals are powerful in the realm of the Gods, and relying on their identity as an alchemist, they are popular everywhere. Little girl, I am a person who cherishes talents, and you are a material that can be made. What are we calling this? It hits off
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The old man took out rice paper and a wolf's pen and wrote a letter.
"In this way, I will write you a letter of recommendation. If you take the letter to the Medicine Sect, you can join the Medicine Sect. And you don't have to be an introductory disciple for three years, you will become an inner disciple. As long as you work hard, you won't be able to do it.
In three years, your name will be in the young saint of the Medicine Sect."
When you sing and refining the alchemy, your mind will turn.
She had long thought that the old man in front of her was not simple, but she did not expect that she could have such great supernatural powers.
The natives of the Gods Heavenly Realm are very repulsive to outsiders.
For them, outsiders are invaders, occupying their land and plundering their resources.
It is mainly because these outsiders come from the lower or middle continents, which is the fundamental reason for despising them.
No matter where, the class division is very serious, and everyone praises fairness, but everyone has a system in their hearts, what is the awe and admiration of the higher people, what is the sympathy and disdain of the lower people.
Therefore, if outsiders want to enter a powerful force or become the supreme venerable, they have to work several times.
There are no luck or shortcuts on the road to success.
The old man was also observing Qingge.
Anyone would be moved by the conditions he offered, but there was no change in the expression on Qingge's face.
Not only that, her alchemy techniques are still flowing and done in one go. (To be continued)