Fantasy: I start as an old man, and others practice for me

In the council hall, all seven members of the leading team of the Daoli Sect arrived.

The six deacons of each pavilion, including Zhao Yi, were all foundation cultivators.

Finally, there is the head of the third layer of Jindan, Tianfeng Zhenren.

After Ye Ming was summoned, he had already gone down to rest at this moment.

"Senior Brother in charge, Ye Ming's kid you checked just now, how is it?" Li Gong, the deacon of the Merit Pavilion, was anxious and took the lead in asking.

The other five also looked at the Tianfeng Zhenren with a hopeful expression.

"The Ice Spirit Root is undoubted, but the Spirit Root is not good, it is congenitally damaged, and it is impossible to cultivate at all. Tianfeng Zhenren shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.

"Is there really nothing you can do

, Senior Brother, the mutant spirit root, the advanced golden pill stage is a certainty, and the yuan infancy stage is also a lot of certainty.

The future of our Dao Li Sect is all on this son. Li Gong asked.

"Senior Brother Li, didn't Ye Ming tell us all about the situation just now.

At the beginning, the Spirit Yuan Sect took half a year, and even the Yuan Ling Old Ancestor came forward. After thinking of countless solutions, it has not been solved.

In the next half a year, he went to three other fourth-class sects.

Let's not talk about the other two, the group of cow noses in the Medicine God Valley are experts in alchemy and curing diseases, but they are also staring?

The

deacon of the Alchemy Pavilion was named Hao Dan, and he spoke.

"Alas... Mutant Ice Spirit Root, that's something my Dao Li Sect has never had before. "Li Gong, who has dedicated most of his life to the sect, really can't bear to give up like this.

"Everyone go back and consult all kinds of immortal cultivation texts, in case you can find the right method."

Such heaven-defying resources are placed in front of you, and it is really unwilling not to exert all your strength!" the

Tianfeng Zhenren ordered, and everyone dispersed.

The next day, Song Rui, who was an old man of the sect, received the news.

An amateur boy with a mutated spirit root?

This....

Let go of the boy and let me come.

I have special medicine.

At this time, in the council hall, Tianfeng Zhenren was organizing two meetings, and everyone was at a loss.

"Senior Brother Tianfeng, I'm really ashamed. Yesterday, I led someone to check almost all the texts of the sect overnight, but I didn't get the slightest result. Wang

Jing, the deacon of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, stayed all night, and at this time he spoke first with a black eye.

"Senior Brother Wang doesn't have to blame himself, the other sects together are much more and more complete than our collection. They still can't do anything, if we have something to gain, we will see the hell. Fa

Ying was the only female to build the foundation, and at this time he persuaded widely.

"Hey~ I always fantasize that I can create miracles, but in the end, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"Although we have passed the fourth hand, it is also the closest we have come to a mutant spirit root disciple. Now people are in front of them, but they are separated by heaven. It's a pity, it's a pity. "

Ye Xiaozi's illness is estimated to be difficult for immortals to cure.

After everyone's regret, there was a helpless silence.

"Qiyu is in charge, and Senior Uncle Song Rui asks for a meeting. The disciple on duty outside the door suddenly came in at this time to report.

"He? What is he here for? The boss is not available, he is not seen. Wang Jingzheng was sad, but when he heard Song Rui ask for a meeting, he was upset, and he went back directly without waiting for the head to speak.

"We are talking about something important about the future of the sect. He is not honest, and he has to carry the mess clearly. "

Although Fa Ying is the only woman among the several, she has a cold temperament and majesty, so she is in charge of the Law Enforcement Cabinet.

She usually accepts complaints about Song Rui.

Fa Ying is also the master of the "Three Fairies".

So she didn't have a good impression of Song Rui at all, and said with a frosty face at this time.

"Forget it, let him in. Tianfeng Zhenren also frowned when he heard the report, but suddenly remembered Guo Ai's instructions to him before leaving, and his heart softened.

Several people in the hall stopped speaking, some drank tea, and some began to close their eyes.

Song Rui walked into the hall, glanced at everyone's reaction, saluted the real person of the sky, and said lightly: "Ye Ming's child's matter, I may be able to try." "

Poof~poof~poof" Three courses of tea were sprayed out.

"What did you say

?" "Say it again

!" "Old confused, aren't you?" "

Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

plus four exclamations.

Even the Tianfeng Zhenren stood up with a rub.

"Senior brothers, and Senior Nephew Zhao. Why do you say that you are also the head of the sect, as for such a big reaction?"

The deacon of the Alchemy Pavilion is named Cheng Qi, a middle-aged strong man, and his temper is quite hot.

I saw him soaring a few steps to Song Rui, completely ignoring the water stains and tea leaves on his chest, pointing at Song Rui and saying: "Old Song Touer, I have put up with you for a long time."

"The previous matter will not be pursued as soon as Junior Brother Guo leaves, but if you are still obsessed, in this sect hall, take me and other pastimes to find fun, and see if I don't break this old bone of yours."

After saying that, he raised his fist as big as a sandbag.

"Senior Brother Cheng, I advise you not to surround a stove all day, the fire is too big.

"You'll have to find a way to defeat the fire."

Song Rui plucked his ears with his hands, looked around for a week and said again: "Ye Ming's ice spirit root, I ~ have ~ do ~ method ~ restore ~ recovery!"

Ye Ming was led into a cave mansion with abundant spiritual energy halfway up the mountain, and here he met the people of the Daoli Sect again.

Unlike last time, there is an additional amiable white-bearded grandfather.

It's just that this grandfather looks at himself with a strange look.

"Ye Xiaoyou, this is my junior brother-Song Rui, he said that there is a way to heal you. Tianfeng Zhenren introduced.

I'm not dreaming, am I? Thank you Immortal Elder, thank you Song Immortal Chief. Saying that, he knelt down at Song Rui.

Tianfeng Zhenren stretched out his hand and supported Ye Ming with a gentle force.

"Uh~ Junior Brother Song just tried it, and it was never too late to heal. Tianfeng

Zhenren then said to Song Rui: "Then Junior Brother Song, this place is handed over to you, you are good to yourself." A

moment later, only Song Rui and Ye Ming were left in the cave mansion.

After everyone left, Song Rui closed the door and opened the prohibition of the cave mansion.

It is a general warning prohibition to prevent the voyeurism of the divine sense.

"Song Xianchang, what am I going to do?" the white-bearded old man looked at the doctor, and Ye Ming had a little more confidence in his heart.

"Ah, this is for you, see the effect after eating." Song Rui casually threw the pill bottle containing the Rejuvenation Essence Cleansing Pill to him.

"Huh? This... Don't you need four palms to heal injuries or prepare medicinal liquid to soak and bathe?" At this time, Ye Ming was a little drumming in his heart.

"Where to get those flower jobs, this seven-pin pill is enough." "

Oh... All right. Wait, Xian Chang, you just said

seven-pin, seven-pin pill?" "Yes, how

?" "Seven-pin pill, just give me it?"

"Besides, giving is far more than reaping pleasure, you don't understand. Song Rui smiled and started to fight.

At this time, Ye Ming looked at the somewhat cynical Song Rui blankly.

In his mind, the other three sects took out the four-pin pill before, and the solemn expression of the real person in charge when the Medicine God Valley took out the five-pin pill at the bottom of the box.

And the words they said to themselves, "How awesome the sect is, how precious the elixir is, you must know how to be grateful".

Those are all Jindan, and even the sects of the Yuan Infancy Period.

All coughed, the wind and clouds changed color; stomped their feet, and the cultivation world trembled with immortal power.

But compared with this Song Xianchang, who is obviously not even a golden pill, with white hair and free spirits, it looks so ridiculous and funny.

Song Rui didn't think about such a mess.

Therefore, he ordered Ye Ming to take medicine quickly.

I saw Ye Ming exhale for a long time, and then he poured out a crystal clear and fragrant milky white elixir from the medicine bottle that Song Rui threw to him.

As soon as his eyes closed, he sent it into his mouth.