There are some forbidden drugs recorded on the pill, and the most described is a highly poisonous called 'shading'.
It is said that the poisoned person lives in the dark all the time, and once exposed to sunlight, it will turn into fly ash and disappear.
The viciousness of this medicine is most tormenting. This senior researched for a hundred years before he came up with an elixir to restrain the sun, and named it Zhuohua.
But Zhuohua cannot completely detoxify, and the price of Zhuohua is even more unbearable.
Seeing this, Rong Xianyin was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.
She continued to look at it, and found that next to the sunshade was a poison called 'shengge'. As the so-called shengge every night, this is not a serious poison-drug.
Rong Xian turned over with a little interest, and just as she was enjoying herself, a stream of light flashed across the sky.
Rong Xian's eyes lit up, Tsinghua University is back!
She took care of herself and walked quickly towards Zhuoqing Pavilion.
Before he got to the place, he saw the senior brother who came in a hurry.
"Senior brother." Rong Xian called.
Yang Ming frowned and stopped in front of her: "Little Junior Sister, your injury hasn't healed yet, why did you get out of bed and move around?"
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said with a rueful expression, "I saw Master is back, and I want to see Master." To go down the mountain, she still needs the approval of the headmaster, and she has to ask Master to resign.
Yang Ming couldn't help laughing. In the entire Xuanhua Mountain, the little junior sister cared about the master the most. Every time the master came back, she was more anxious than anyone else: "I knew you would be like this, let's go, the master also asked me to come to you."
Rong Xian nodded again and again and followed him to Zhuoqing Pavilion.
The residence of the real person from Tsinghua University is just like that of him, pure and majestic, with a stern sword.
When the two came to the door, they all saluted respectfully: "Master."
Tsinghua's voice came from inside, with a hint of awe-inspiring sword energy: "Come in."
After Rong Xian walked in, she found that Tsinghua was sitting cross-legged on the futon. In front of him was a huge alchemy furnace, and the flames in the furnace were burning recklessly.
Tsinghua real person is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also very strong in alchemy.
Rong Xian and Yang Ming stood aside and did not speak until the potion flew out.
The real Tsinghua swept away with a sword energy and put the two medicinal pills into the medicine bottle.
He turned around and was about to pass the medicine bottle to Rong Xian, his eyes touched her cheek, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Yang Ming, who was beside him, and the meaning of the question was obvious.
When he was away, the elders handled the affairs of the sect, and the two disciples were entrusted to the elder apprentice to take care of them. Unexpectedly, when they came back, they found that the younger apprentice seemed to be injured, and the real person of Tsinghua University was a little restless: "Xianer seems to be depleted of blood and energy. What's the matter?"
Yang Ming immediately replied: "Go back to master, the second junior sister taught the younger junior sister swordsmanship on a whim, but unexpectedly injured the junior junior sister, the disciple has already punished her to think about it in the back mountain."
Tsinghua frowned: "Sixin is really nonsense."
He looked at Rong Xian and asked with concern, "Is there something wrong with Xian'er?"
Rong Xian replied obediently, "It's all right, Master Lao and brother are worried."
Tsinghua handed the medicine bottle to Rong Xian, and when she saw that she had accepted it, she said, "This is the seventh-grade lotus of the iceberg in the sea of clouds. For my teacher, make two medicinal pills together with other medicinal materials, which can repair the broken body in your body. 's meridians."
A hint of surprise flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, she didn't expect the real person from Tsinghua to treat her so well.
The seventh-grade lotus is a good thing. It can not only heal wounds, but also ignore the level gap. It can improve the strength of a realm without any side effects. I didn’t expect such a precious thing. .
"Thank you, Master." After Rong Xian took it over with great gratitude, Master had no selfishness towards her, and she treated her with sincerity.
Tsinghua looked at her hesitantly speaking, motioned Yangming to leave, and then said, "What do you want to say?"
Rong Xian knelt down on one knee and said with a sincere expression, "Master, this disciple wants to go down the mountain."
A sharp sword energy flashed in Tsinghua's eyes, and he said solemnly, "Is it because of your second senior sister? I think you are not someone who cares about you and is narrow-minded because of what your teacher has known about you over the years."
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's still the master who understands the disciple. Senior sister and the disciple are just playing around. How can you run away because of this."
It seems that because she has a goal, her gentle phoenix eyes also have a perseverance that is not usually available: "These days, the disciple has been reading medical books and found that the medical method is broad and profound, and it can save people from suffering, so the disciple wants to go down the mountain to practice medicine. "
"Have you figured it out? Practicing medicine to save lives is no child's play. If you make a mistake, you will lose a life." Tsinghua said.
Rong Xian nodded, her tone extremely firm: "Yes, the disciple has already made up his mind."
After a pause, she said softly, "The doctor has no desire or desire, has a heart of great compassion, calms the mind and resolves, saves the suffering of all souls, and worries about the world. Master, this disciple wants to be such a person."
A glimmer of relief flashed in Tsinghua's eyes, and his little disciple finally found his own way: "Since it has been decided, just do it, don't be afraid of anything, there is the entire Xuanhua Mountain behind you."
Rong Xian's face brightened: "Thank you, Master."
After handling the sect matters, Tsinghua left without waiting. I heard that there is a kind of flower on the cliffs of Lengshen Peak. It grows a leaf every 1,000 years, and a leaf grows every 500 years. Only nine leaves will open a flower. This flower can regenerate a severed limb, reshape the body, and reshape the root of the fairy.
His purpose this time is this flower. After he retrieves this flower, the little apprentice will be able to start cultivating. He doesn't have to worry that after a few decades, his black hair will be as old as before, and the apprentice will be old.
Tsinghua left without saying hello, and Rong Xian didn't want to waste time staying here.
She took out the seventh-grade lotus pill and ate one, and found that it really had a miraculous effect on the muscles and veins, so she carefully accepted it.
She understands her injury, it is definitely not as serious as Tsinghua seems to be, the huge vitality in the wood spirit pearl can make her recover in an instant, she has not recovered but it is just a drag on karma.
Looking at the disciple's clothes beside the bed, Rong Xian hesitated for a moment, then took out a white dress and put it on her body.
A string of bell-like flowers are outlined with golden silk threads on the white dress, which is elegant and noble, and makes people feel good.
After taking care of herself, she put away all the medical script bamboo slips, left a note and left Xuanhua Mountain.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Rong Xian looked back at the place surrounded by clouds and mist. In this place where she had stayed for five years, there were masters, brothers, and sisters who were jealous of her.
Man, there is always infinite tolerance in the face of weak and non-threatening things.
The corners of Rong Xian's lips evoked a shallow arc, which was obviously gentle and pure, but it caused a chill in her heart. But this chill was fleeting, and in the next moment, she seemed to be enveloped in sunlight, warm and soft, like a spring breeze turning into rain.
Reaching out, Caiyi carried the medicine box that Caiyi had given her on her back.
"Little girl, why are you here alone? Are you trying to find the Immortal Master?" A woodcutter carrying Chai saw Rong Xian from a distance, and came over curiously and asked.
This is at the foot of Xuanhua Mountain. The woodcutter often encounters young people who come to ask the immortals, so he only asks this question.
The magic cultivators hugged together and shivered: Σ(っ°Д°;) っ is too long, the lord has gone to be a doctor without doing his job.
(End of this chapter)