"What?" Chu Tianfeng was in a trance for a moment.
Collect... money? !
The word is not only unfamiliar.
For the young master of Fentian Palace, it is still very far away.
No one ever talked to him about money, especially young women.
He almost thought he had heard wrong.
"Meng Qi!" Standing next to Chu Tianfeng, the head of Qingfenggu lowered his face, "No nonsense."
The main hall of Qingfeng Valley became completely silent.
The mountain wind whizzed by, as if it had become all the sounds here.
All the disciples of Qingfenggu looked at Meng Qi in unison.
In the eyes of most people, this junior sister, who has been in the classroom for more than half a year, is a typical example of being quiet and well-behaved.
Unexpectedly, if there is no song, it will be a blockbuster.
Qingfenggu is a medical school.
Most of the disciples of the disciples also have the idea that they can live in the three thousand worlds after learning medical skills.
There seems to be nothing wrong with charging for medical treatment.
But the target is the aloof Young Palace Master of Fentian Palace!
If it was them...
They are more willing to make friends with this proud and handsome young man.
Meng Qi's expression was still as calm as water.
She bowed to the head of the sect, Jishou: "I want to try to see if I can detoxify the poison of the young master of Burning Tiangong."
She didn't even want to call Chu Tianfeng's name, and tried her best not to have anything to do with him.
"only… "
"Is it right to ask for money?" Chu Tianfeng answered the question coldly.
He felt that the pain that had been relieved just now surged up from his limbs.
The young man in black stood tall, looking coldly at the young girl in green.
Sure enough, even if they all come from Qingfeng Valley.
There can be a kind, brave and simple girl like Lu Qingran.
There will also be this...
Chu Tianfeng's gaze became colder than Shujiu Hanfeng's.
He looked at Meng Qi quietly, his voice was colder than his gaze: "Are you sure you can detoxify me?"
"Friend Chu..." The head of Qingfenggu wanted to speak for Meng Qi.
Even if she is reckless, she is still a talented disciple in the sect.
"Master, you don't need to say much." Chu Tianfeng interrupted the master with a cold voice.
He had never been humiliated like this.
there has never been!
Over the years, he has long been used to being treated like a star.
The girls I met wanted to give everything for him.
I've never seen anyone charge money for detoxifying him.
"Let her detoxify." Chu Tianfeng looked at Meng Qi, "How much do you want?"
Meng Qi hesitated.
How much is better
Many disciples of the Qingfenggu sect came here for medical skills. After leaving the sect, many of them would find some cities or forces to devote themselves to being doctors.
Use this to survive in these three thousand worlds.
But Meng Qi herself never thought about making money from medical skills.
In her previous life, she devoted herself to pursuing the path of medical cultivation.
Being able to break through the fifth rank in medical skills as a cultivator who has just stepped into the golden core stage is also outstanding in the three thousand worlds.
But to cut off cause and effect...
Meng Qi stared at Chu Tianfeng for a while with big black and white eyes.
She turned to look at the head of Qingfenggu: "The head."
She saluted again: "How should I charge?"
The head of Qingfenggu's expression was unpredictable.
She looked at Meng Qi hesitantly, not knowing how things turned out like this.
"Meng Qi." She pretended she didn't hear what this little disciple said just now, "Do you know that the poison that Fellow Daoist Chu suffered from..."
The leader hesitated to speak: "It's not easy to explain."
Medicine and cultivation are not absolutely related.
But the cultivation base is too low. To put it bluntly, some medicines cannot be refined and used.
There is so little that can be done.
Meng Qi, she...
The head of the sect looked up and down at this disciple who usually doesn't talk much, that is, he is practicing qi.
The poison in Chu Tianfeng came from fifth-rank monsters.
Can she really understand
The boss doesn't believe it.
"Disciple read two books related to detoxification in Zangshu Pavilion a few days ago." Meng Qi thought for a while and said, "Although the cultivation base is still low, medical skills do not depend entirely on cultivation base."
This is the realization that she spent a long time in her previous life.
It was also after realizing this point that Meng Qi's medical skills advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through to the fourth rank during the foundation building stage.
"But the poison that Fellow Daoist Chu suffered..." the head reminded her, "it's no small matter."
"Disciple is willing to give it a try." Meng Qi said.
Chu Tianfeng almost laughed out loud.
This woman is not just a small qi practitioner.
And you are going to use yourself as a test subject
His eyes were as cold as cold stars, and his dark eyes looked straight at Meng Qi.
"The poison of fifth-grade monsters is far beyond what I can cure." The headmaster was a little dumbfounded.
But now everyone can't help it.
Seeing Meng Qi's words were firm, she recalled that the elders of the sect had praised her many times in front of her, saying that Meng Qi's medical talent was excellent, and she might not lose to her most valued disciple, Lu Qingran.
"If it's converted into spirit stones..." the leader hesitated, "it should look like five hundred and fifth-grade spirit stones."
What the head didn't say was that the power to detoxify the fifth-rank monsters had already looked down on vulgar things like spirit stones.
What can catch their eyes is usually some natural and earthly treasures, as well as refined magic weapons.
"Okay." Meng Qi nodded.
She thought about it again.
The disciples of Qingfenggu can get a certain amount of spiritual stone subsidies after completing the mission in the door.
Just like Fa Jue, spirit stones are also divided into ranks one to nine.
Most of the time, the reward for completing ordinary tasks in the door is ten first-grade spirit stones.
One thousand first-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one second-grade spirit stone.
Then five hundred and five grade spirit stones.
Meng Qi looked at the man in black, whose face was getting paler and paler.
She remembered that the other party had a deep entanglement with Senior Sister Lu Qingran.
At least before her death in her previous life, Chu Tianfeng was always by Senior Sister Lu's side.
So, to cut off the cause and effect with the other party, how many spirit stones should be collected
"I..." Chu Tianfeng just wanted to say I'll give it to you.
Isn't it five hundred and five grade spirit stones
The young palace master of Fentian Palace really doesn't take these vulgar things to heart.
But he suddenly remembered that his storage bag had already been lost in the fight with the monster that hurt him.
Adding up his whole body now, he couldn't even take out ten first-grade spirit stones.
"Five sixth-grade spirit stones."
Before Chu Tianfeng could speak, he saw Meng Qi stretching out a hand.
The girl opened her white and slender fingers like green onions, and her voice was still the same, slightly sweet: "Thank you."
Chu Tianfeng: "..."
The head of Qingfeng Valley: "...Meng Qi."
The disciples of Qingfeng Valley: "..."
"Disciple knows that well." Meng Qi nodded slightly towards the head.
In fact, she didn't know how much to charge.
Karma luck obviously cannot be directly measured by spirit stones.
So she can only judge based on the close relationship between Chu Tianfeng and Senior Sister Lu Qingran.
Normal charges, if Chu Tianfeng's poison is really cured, the other party may still be grateful.
So, I had to be tough!
This kind of close relationship with the senior sister, let's, ten times.
Meng Qi made up her mind.
She glanced at Chu Tianfeng, although the young man in Xuanyi tried his best to straighten his back.
The body was still trembling slightly.
The hand hanging by the side was clenched even more tightly, and the veins on the back of the hand could be seen.
Chu Tianfeng, who was troubled by the monster's poison, should be in pain.
Meng Qi also remembered that when he left to save Senior Sister Lu Qingran, the storage bag was damaged.
She just wants to save people, and the fee is to cut off cause and effect.
Don't overdo it.
"Young Palace Mistress can write the IOU first." Meng Qi looked at Chu Tianfeng with big black and white eyes, and said sincerely, "I believe you will not renege on the debt."
Chu Tianfeng was about to vomit blood.
Not only charged him money, used him as a test product, but also raised the price face to face.
still...
The hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.
Probably because his realm was suppressed during the Qi training period, he felt that he couldn't even control his emotions well.
This woman, he must...
he will let her...
"Okay." Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth and sneered, "I can give it to you, but if it can't be cured..."
"Life is repaid." Meng Qi said calmly.
Chu Tianfeng: "..."
All the words that came to his lips were blocked by this sentence.
Meng Qi had already turned around and walked calmly towards the outside of the hall.
"The aura of the cold lake on the top of the mountain is the strongest, come with me."
She wasn't kidding either.
Before she was reborn, she could detoxify Chu Tianfeng's poison, but after rebirth, she will be more confident.
What's more, if Chu Tianfeng can't be saved, the entire Qingfeng Valley will be destroyed.
With her current cultivation level during the Qi training period, it is impossible to survive the chaotic catastrophe of the next demon world invasion.
Chu Tianfeng followed without saying a word.
He even forgot to look at Lu Qingran again.
With such a cold face, the proud young man in Xuanyi strode out of the hall after Meng Qi.
The two walked one after the other, gradually drifting away.
It gradually disappeared into the cloud and mist of Qingfeng Valley.
At this time, in the hall that had been quiet for a long time, whispers finally sounded.
Compared with the eagerness when they first saw the Young Palace Master of Fentian Palace, the eyes of the disciples of Qingfeng Valley became a little strange.
They looked at the direction Meng Qi was leaving and didn't know what to say for a long time.
Lan Zhuxuan clenched her fists tightly.
She thought how noble this Junior Sister Meng Qi was.
Why focus on medical practice.
not yet...
To think of such a way to get close to the Young Palace Master of Fentian Palace.
snort!
She didn't believe it anymore, the head of the sect was helpless against the poison, and the junior sister had only been in the door for half a year, and she was able to detoxify? !
But no matter what, Junior Sister Meng's play like this must have left an extremely deep impression on this handsome and powerful Young Palace Master.
Lan Zhuxuan looked at the entrance of the hall with some reluctance.
There, Meng Qi and Chu Tianfeng could no longer be seen.
If I had known, she had stepped forward just now.
Anyway, the poison that even the sect leader can't do anything about can't be cured by her, and no one will blame her.
When the Qingfeng Valley sect was first established, the site was chosen here, and it was for the cold pool on the top of the mountain.
Before Meng Qi got close, he felt the cold wind blowing against his face.
The cold air quickly invaded her body like a thin needle.
She has a thin body and is only a Qi training practitioner.
This cold pool is the place where the head of Qingfeng Valley and the elders practice.
But even they only come here once a month at most.
Meng Qi stopped, took out a small fiery red pill from the bracelet storage bag, and slowly put it in her mouth.
This was originally a very common first-grade elixir, Chun Nuan.
But the pill she is taking now has been slightly improved by her.
It allows those who practice Qi and build a foundation to not be afraid of cold air in the cold pool.
Meng Qi put the medicine under her tongue, and took two steps forward.
She suddenly remembered something, and looked back at Chu Tianfeng who was two steps away from her.
"Are you cold?" Meng Qi remembered that after he was poisoned and injured, his realm was suppressed in the Qi training period.
Obviously, it is impossible to resist the chill of this cold pool.
Chu Tianfeng looked at Meng Qi with a livid face.
Of course he's cold, but he won't say it.
The young palace master of Fentian Palace has never conceded defeat, let alone this money-greedy girl who loves money like her life.
"Here you are." Meng Qi wiped the bracelet storage bag, took out another pill and handed it to Chu Tianfeng.
"No need." As soon as Chu Tianfeng opened his mouth, his teeth knocked together lightly.
His face instantly burned. If his cultivation was still there, he would never be in such a mess.
"The cold pool in the door is full of spiritual energy, and the cold air is pure to the bones, which can make you feel much better when you are poisoned."
Meng Qi held the elixir with one hand: "It can also suppress the poisonous gas, preventing it from wandering around you and being unable to draw it out."
At this time, they were already far away from the main hall of Qingfeng Valley, and they were standing on the peak on the other side of the mountain.
There was no one else around, only Meng Qi's voice accompanied by the cold wind.
Her voice is very nice.
Even if the tone of speech does not fluctuate too much.
But soft and sweet, like a sweet spring.
Very comfortable.
Hearing the other party's patient explanation, Chu Tianfeng looked slightly better.
He was almost suspicious just now, whether the other party deliberately made him embarrassed.
"I forgot that your realm is suppressed by the devil's poison, and the Qi training period practitioners in the door are not allowed to approach the cold pool." Meng Qi said again.
Chu Tianfeng's face became more relaxed.
"This grain of spring will keep you from being hurt by the cold in the cold pool, don't worry..."
Meng Qi's voice was gentle and soft, explaining eloquently.
Chu Tianfeng's expression became more and more relaxed.
He moved his arm slightly, and it turned out that the other party had good intentions.
He refused so simply, probably because Meng Qi misunderstood him, thinking that he suspected that there was something wrong with the pill.
That's why it's explained that way.
"I'm not..." Chu Tianfeng was about to say that he didn't suspect that there was something wrong with Meng Qi's medicine.
As if to prove himself, he simply reached out and took the pill from Meng Qi's palm.
He held the fiery red pill in his hand.
The tentacles are warm.
He was a little surprised.
He has seen similar low-level pills before, but this one...
Chu Tianfeng followed Meng Qi's example and put the pill under his tongue.
A warm feeling traveled through his limbs in an instant.
It seemed that even after being poisoned before, the pain and swelling that haunted him all the time had faded a lot.
Sure enough, it is a little different from ordinary spring warmth.
"I improved this. In addition to the main medicine, flame grass, I also collected the seeds of flame grass and tempered it." Meng Qi explained again.
Chill relief.
Even the pain caused by poisoning seems to be relieved a lot.
No matter how talented Chu Tianfeng was, he was only a young man at heart.
Just now, he was clearly angry with Meng Qi, and vowed to make her look good.
But now I feel that the other party's calm and calm voice in the cold wind doesn't sound so hateful.
Meng Qi had already continued: "Ordinary Chunnuan can buy one for fifteen first-grade spirit stones." Then he heard the other party say: "This will be charged separately, two hundred first-grade spirit stones."
Chu Tianfeng: "..."
His expression, which had just eased off just now, sank again in an instant.
very good!
He remembered!
As the young master of Fentian Palace, Chu Tianfeng didn't care about trivial things like one or two hundred low-level spirit stones.
only…
Chu Tianfeng originally followed Meng Qi out with the intention of watching a joke, but now he was a little silent.
In addition to being angry, the other party talked about money.
There are many more ideas.
He looked at the slender green-robed girl in front of him with complicated eyes.
The other party seems to be really different.
Maybe, she really has a way...
Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth.
He looks around.
The cold pond is not far in front of him, and his realm is suppressed in the Qi training period.
Without this elixir, he might really be unable to move a single step.
Thinking of the disdain and contempt that might appear on Meng Qi's face at that time.
Instead, he held the pill even tighter, and followed with steps.
The Cold Pool of Qingfeng Valley is indeed the place with the strongest aura on the entire mountain.
Chu Tianfeng stood by the pool.
With Meng Qi's improved Chun Nuan, he felt warm all over his body.
Taking a deep breath, I only feel that the aura is abundant, and the body becomes a little lighter.
"Take off your clothes." Meng Qi ordered lightly.
The young man in black suddenly turned around, his eyes as bright as cold stars looked at the girl without blinking.
On the other side's delicate side face, the skin was as creamy as fat, and as white as jade, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
Not only that, Meng Qi had already turned around and stood beside a big rock.
She is constantly taking out medicinal ingredients from the storage bracelet.
These were collected bit by bit during the time after her rebirth.
Although there are no natural treasures, it also took a lot of thought.
Meng Qi was almost injured several times in order to get some of them.
But these are not enough.
She took out all the things she could use, and then turned to look at Chu Tianfeng.
The young man in black stood proudly behind him, tall and tall.
The handsome and flawless facial features seem to be colder than the cold pool, and there is no warmth in the eyes.
Seeing Meng Qi turn around, he sneered.
Chu Tianfeng put his slender fingers on the skirt of his clothes, looked into Meng Qi's eyes, and took off his robe neatly.
The black robe was thrown aside.
Then came the white underclothes.
The boy's wheat-colored skin was gradually exposed to the chilly air.
He is a practitioner.
He was also the Young Palace Master of such a prestigious sect as Fentian Palace.
Not only the appearance is outstanding, but the figure is also excellent.
He still looks like a teenager, with a straight back.
The neck is slender, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow.
There is no trace of fat on the body, and the whole person looks handsome and upright.
There was a sneer on the corner of Chu Tianfeng's lips.
He doesn't care so much about his injuries now.
Instead, she began to feel curious about what this Meng Qi was going to do.
And he didn't believe that a guy who looked like a delicate girl could still remain calm in the face of such a self.
She will definitely...
Meng Qi's clear gaze fell on Chu Tianfeng's shoulder.
Although it has been treated simply, there are still three small black holes that can be seen lightly.
——That is the scar left by the fifth-rank monster.
Until this time, black mist could occasionally be seen rising from the wound.
Even around the scar on Chu Tianfeng's shoulder, everything became pitch black.
Meng Qi frowned.
She pointed to the cold pool next to her: "Dip in it."
Chu Tianfeng: "..."
Without saying a word, he jumped into the cold pool as he said.
Even with the warmth of spring given by Meng Qi in his mouth, when the cold pool water overflowed his shoulders, he still couldn't help shivering.
Seeing this, Meng Qi took out another Chun Nuan from the storage bracelet.
"Two hundred first-grade spirit stones." As she spoke, she carried Chun Nuan to Chu Tianfeng.
Silently snatching the fiery red pill, the young master of Fentian Palace just wanted to speak.
The body froze suddenly.
The severe pain spread from the shoulder in an instant.
Again!
Chu Tianfeng clenched his teeth, ready to fight against the piercing pain of thousands of needles that was stronger than the next.
If it's just severe pain, he can bear it.
But the pain that seemed to be piercing with countless sharp needles along the most vulnerable places of all his bones and skin, one needle at a time.
It really makes life worse than death.
Especially now that his cultivation base is suppressed in the Qi training period, he can't resist the overwhelming pain when the poison occurs.
Chu Tianfeng relied entirely on his proud willpower to support himself, not to scream in pain in front of Meng Qi.
In a trance, Chu Tianfeng felt that he heard a soft sigh.
The sigh was a little far away, but it seemed to be very close to him.
He raised his head subconsciously, and the girl in front of him still had a clean face.
The little face was expressionless.
Only in those black and white eyes, there seemed to be a flash of excitement.
He really thinks too much.
Chu Tianfeng closed his eyes.
How could this man sigh like that.
Then the next moment.
The girl's cool and slender fingers, accompanied by a faint medicinal fragrance, lightly pressed on Chu Tianfeng's shoulder.
Like a spring breeze, his body froze again.