Family Cultivation: True Dragon Immortal Tree

Murong Qing smiled slightly, with a trace of joy in her eyebrows: "Husband, my master Zhao Tingfang is here. Please come out of the seclusion quickly to receive him."

"Oh? It turns out that Senior Zhao has arrived!"

When Ye Changsheng heard this, he was immediately in awe.

Zhao Tingfang was an expert in the fourth-level Taoist court. He did not dare to neglect. He immediately tidied up his clothes and followed Murong Qing to the living room.

When I came to the living room, I saw a middle-aged man in a green robe sitting on the main seat, with an aura of majesty between his brows.

He held the teacup in his hand, savoring the aroma of the tea, and showed a certain demeanor in his movements.

"Junior Ye Changsheng has met Senior Zhao."

Ye Changsheng stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Zhao Tingfang looked up at him and nodded with satisfaction: "Immortal, there is no need to be polite. I have heard for a long time that you are promising at a young age. When I saw you today, you have already reached the late stage of Zifu. You have reached this level at a young age. You are indeed worthy of your reputation." ”

"Senior, I'm very grateful. Junior, I just practice harder and don't dare to slack off."

Ye Changsheng said humbly.

"I received the gift you gave me last time. It suits me very well. However, the fourth-level magic weapon is very expensive and too expensive for you. This makes me feel a little sorry."

Zhao Tingfang said.

"Senior Zhao, don't say that. This is the filial piety that Qing'er and I should fulfill. As long as you like it, it's worth it no matter how expensive it is."

"Besides, although the fourth-level magic weapon is a bit more expensive, I think it's still affordable with my current wealth, so don't be too worried!"

Ye Changsheng said.

"Well, I still accept your relationship with Qing'er. The Moonlight Treasure Mirror is indeed very important to me."

"If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me!"

Zhao Tingfang was very satisfied with Ye Changsheng.

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Zhao Tingfang turned to look at Murong Qing, his eyes full of love: "Qing'er, you have a good sense. If you can find such a virtuous son-in-law, I will feel relieved as a teacher."

A trace of blush appeared on Murong Qing's face, and she said softly: "Master has given you too much praise."

At this time, Zhao Tingfang suddenly asked: "I heard that you have two more children?"

"Yes, they are playing in the backyard. I'm going to call them over."

After Murong Qing finished speaking, she turned around and went to the backyard.

After a while, two lively and lovely children ran in. Seeing the strange elder, they were a little curious and a little shy.

"Sheng Lan, Sheng Yu, come and meet your great master."

Murong Qing said softly.

The two little guys hurriedly stepped forward and saluted in a sweet voice: "I've met the Grand Master!"

Zhao Tingfang showed a loving smile on his face, took out some crystal clear spiritual fruits and exquisite toys from the storage bag, and handed them to them: "Here, this is a meeting gift for you."

"Thank you Grand Master!"

The children cheered for joy, their eyes full of excitement and joy.

Seeing the innocent looks of the children, Ye Changsheng and Murong Qing were filled with happiness.

After the children ran out happily, Zhao Tingfang looked at Murong Qing with soft eyes: "Qing'er, I remember that you once liked your senior sister's 'Moon Shadow Light Sword', and you searched all over the place to find the same spiritual material. Please ask the sect's weapon master to refining one for you and consider it as your wedding gift."

As he spoke, he took out a silver-white flying sword with a faint moonlight flowing from his sleeve, and handed it to Murong Qing.

"This is...a third-order high-quality flying sword!"

Murong Qing was so surprised that she took the flying sword with both hands and felt the surging spiritual power in it. She was so excited that she could not speak.

"Just like it."

Zhao Tingfang smiled happily.

"Thank you, Master!"

Murong Qing bowed deeply, her eyes full of respect.

Murong Qing nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Master, thank you very much for your hard work."

Ye Changsheng looked at Zhao Tingfang silently, secretly guessing the old man's intention.

The two chatted for a while about interesting anecdotes about the Golden Light Fortress, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

However, Zhao Tingfang's face was always slightly worried, and there was a trace of worry between his brows.

Murong Qing, who is good at observing words and expressions, keenly caught this change and asked with concern: "Master, why do you look a little sad? Have you encountered any trouble?"

Zhao Tingfang took a deep breath, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "There is indeed some trouble. The main reason I came to Golden Light Fortress this time is to find a way to detoxify your Grand Master."

"Your great master went on an expedition to a secret land and was unfortunately poisoned by a strange poison. Black spots with spider patterns appeared on his body, and he vomited blood every day. If it weren't for the support of blood-replenishing elixirs, great master would have died a long time ago."

He paused and continued: "Before coming to Golden Light Fortress, I have visited many large cities and fairy cities, and also visited many sects and families, but I still haven't found an effective antidote."

"This time I came here with the mentality of giving it a try. I planned to visit a few alchemists, hoping to find a good way. Because you are also here, I stopped by to see you, hoping to get some help."

Hearing this, Murong Qing's face became solemn.

She whispered: "Master, you have worked hard. We will try our best to help find the antidote."

Zhao Tingfang nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Later, Ye Changsheng suggested: "Since Master is so willing, why don't we go enjoy a spiritual banquet first, take a short rest, and then discuss the next plan?"

The three of them then headed to a nearby spiritual banquet restaurant.

At the banquet, Zhao Tingfang talked eloquently and shared many insights and experiences in the world of immortality. Ye Changsheng listened with great interest and sighed: "Master is indeed an old monster who has lived for five or six hundred years. He has so much experience and is very experienced."

Murong Qing also silently wrote down the alchemist information mentioned by Zhao Tingfang, and secretly thought about how to find a suitable antidote as soon as possible.

After the banquet, Ye Changsheng arranged a quiet and comfortable place for Zhao Tingfang to live. Early the next morning, Zhao Tingcong began to visit the fourth-level alchemist in the Golden Light Fortress, hoping to find a good antidote.

Murong Qing and Ye Changsheng sat at the stone table in the courtyard, softly telling the details of Grand Master's poisoning.

"Master Tai's symptoms are really strange."

Ye Changsheng frowned and thought, "The black spots with spider patterns, vomiting blood every day... This kind of toxicity is indeed rare."

Murong Qing nodded and said, "Yes, even Master is helpless. What should we do?"

Ye Changsheng pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Actually, besides finding an alchemist, we can also try another way."

"Oh? What way?"

Murong Qing asked curiously.

"That is to find those aristocratic families who possess rare elixirs,"

Ye Changsheng explained, "Some aristocratic families have a long history and have a wide variety of elixirs in their collections. Maybe they have elixirs that can cure this strange poison."