Immortal Voices

Dan Fang records a number of banned drugs, the most described of which is a highly toxic substance called 'shading'.

It is said that the poisoned person lives in the dark, and once exposed to sunlight, it will turn into flying ash and disappear.

The viciousness of this medicine is most tormenting. The predecessor researched for hundreds of years before he developed an elixir for restraining sunshade, named Huahua.

But Zhuohua cannot completely detoxify, and the cost of Zhuohua is even more unbearable.

Seeing this, Rong Xianyin was a bit surprised. I didn't expect that the world would be so big or strange.

She continued to look around, and found that the second thing behind the sunshade was a poison called "Shengge", which is the so-called Yeye Shengge.

Rong Xian turned it down with a little interest, and when he was looking at it, the sky passed by.

Rong Xian's eyes brightened, Tsinghua returned!

She took care of herself and hurriedly walked towards Zhuoqing Pavilion.

Before he got there, he saw the rushing brother.

"Brother," Rong Xian called.

Yang Ming frowned and stopped in front of her: "Little sister, you haven't recovered from the injury, why did you get out of bed and walk around?"

Rong Xian frowned, looking ruefully, "I saw Master back, and I want to see Master." To get down the mountain still needed the approval of the head, and she had to resign from Master.

Yangming couldn't help but smile. In the entire Xuanhua Mountain, the youngest sister cares most about Master, and every time she comes back, she is more anxious than anyone else: "I know you will do this, let's go, Master also let me find you."

Rong Xian nodded repeatedly and followed him to Zhuoqing Pavilion.

Tsinghua ’s real man lived like his own, with majestic purity and discouraged swords.

The two came to the door, saluting respectfully: "Master."

Tsinghua's voice came from inside, with a hint of sorrow: "Come in."

After Rong Xian walked in, he found that Tsinghua was sitting cross-legged on a futon. In front of him was a huge alchemy furnace, with the flames burning wildly in the furnace.

Tsinghua is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also his alchemy is very strong.

Rong Xian and Yang Ming stood aside and didn't speak until the furnace elixir flew out.

Tsinghua's real person swept away with a sword and put two elixir into a medicine bottle.

He turned around and just wanted to pass the medicine bottle to Rong Xian, his eyes touched her cheeks, his eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked at Yang Ming aside, the meaning of the inquiry was obvious.

During his absence, the elders deal with martial affairs. The two disciples were placed in the care of the disciples. However, when they returned, they found that the disciples seemed to be injured. What happened? "

Yang Ming replied immediately: "Return to Master, the second teacher and the second teacher taught the sword to the younger sister, and unexpectedly hurt the younger sister. The disciples have punished her for thinking in Houshan."

Tsinghua frowned: "Thinking is really nonsense."

He looked at Rong Xian, and his eyes were concerned: "Can there be a big obstacle for Xian Er?"

Rong Xian replied neatly: "It's no longer a problem, Master Lao and Brother are worried."

Tsinghua handed the medicine bottle to Rong Xian and saw that she had accepted it. Then she said, "This is the Qipinlian lotus of the iceberg in the sea of ​​clouds. For the teacher, it will be reconstituted into two pills of elixir with other herbs, which can repair the broken body in your body. Meridians. "

Rong Xian's eyes flashed a surprise, but Tsinghua real person was so good to her.

Qipinlian is a good thing. It can not only heal the wounds, but also ignore the difference in levels. It can improve the strength of a realm for the monks without side effects. I did not expect such a precious thing. .

"Thank you, Master." After receiving Rong Xian's gratitude, Master had no selfishness towards her, and she treated her with sincerity.

Tsinghua looked at her speechlessness and motioned to Yangming to leave, so she said, "What do you want to say?"

Rong Xian kneeled on one knee, looking extremely sincere: "Master, disciples want to go down the mountain."

Tsinghua's eyes flashed a sharp sword, and Shen said, "Is it because of your second teacher and sister? I think that the teacher's understanding of you over the years, you are not a person who cares and has a narrow mind."

Rong Xian raised a smile with an eyebrow: "I still know Master's disciples, and Sister and Disciples are just playing around, so how can I run away because of this?"

It seems that because of her goal, her gentle phoenix eyes also have the perseverance that she usually does not have: "These disciples have been reading medical books these days and found that the medical path is profound and can save people from pain, so the disciples want to go down to the mountain to practice medicine. "

"You think about it? It's not a child's play to save people. Once you make a mistake, you lose a life." Tsinghua said.

Rong Xian nodded, his tone extremely firm: "Yes, the disciples have already thought about it."

After a pause, she said softly: "Healers have no desire, have great compassion, calm their minds, save the sufferings of the spirits, and worry about the world. Master, disciples want to be such a person."

There was a hint of relief in Tsinghua's eyes, and his little disciple finally found his way: "Now that you have decided, do it. Don't be afraid of anything. You have the entire Xuanhua Mountain behind you."

Rong Xian smiled, "Thank you, Master."

After dealing with the ancestral gate, Tsinghua hurried away without waiting. I heard that there is a flower on the cliff of Lengshen Peak. It is one thousand years long, and one leaf is five hundred years old. When it is nine knots long, it will grow Nine leaves will bloom a flower. This flower can regenerate a person's limbs, reborn, and reshape the fairy root.

His purpose this time was this flower. After he retrieved the flower, the apprentice could begin to cultivate. He didn't need to worry that after decades, his black hair was as old as his apprentice.

Tsinghua didn't say hello and Rong Xian didn't want to waste time staying here.

She took out Qipin lotus root medicine and ate one, and found that it had a wonderful effect on the veins, so she carefully accepted it.

She knew that her injury was not as serious as Tsinghua looked. The huge vitality in Mu Lingzhu could make her recover in an instant. She had not recovered but was a drag on karma.

Looking at the disciple's clothes by the bed, Rong Xian hesitated for a moment, and took a white dress from the space to wear on him.

A string of bell-shaped flowers are outlined on the white skirt with golden silk threads, elegant and noble, making people feel good.

Taking care of herself, she put away all the medical bamboo slips, left a piece of paper, and left Xuanhua Mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Rong Xian looked back at the cloud-filled place. This place where she had stayed for five years had hurt her master, brother, and jealous sister.

Man, there is always endless tolerance in the face of weak, threat-free things.

The corners of Rong Xian's lips evoke a shallow radian, which is gentle and pure, but it is chilling for a while. But this chill was fleeting, and the next moment, she seemed to be shrouded in sunlight, warm and soft, like spring weather and rain.

Reaching out, the medicine chest she gave to Caiyi was on her back.

"Little girl, why are you here alone? Are you looking for an immortal master?" A widower carrying Chai looked at Rong Xian from a distance and asked curiously.

Here is at the foot of Xuanhua Mountain. Cowards often meet young people who come to ask for help.