Speaking of Zhang Bai's imperial medicine, now there is only a small packet the size of a matchbox left. Originally, in the Donghuang Valley, I grabbed a big bag, but half of it was given to Nanhua, I used a quarter of it, and almost all of the rest was used by pigs.

"It can be regarded as being used on the blade!" Zhang Bai thought.

"So what's the matter with you two?

Nanhua and Mu Jing glanced at each other, and seemed a little inconvenient to speak. After thinking for a while, Nanhua said: "It's a long time to say, let's let the old man talk about it!"

In the Eastern Prince's Mansion before, Mu Jing had been secretly following Zhang Bai, but he couldn't hide from Nanhua's eyes. So the two had already met and recognized each other's identities at that time.

Mu Jing is the Western Moon God and is a disciple of the Interception Sect, while Nanhua is a descendant of Laojun and is not a faction in the Heavenly Realm, so the two of them are a little inseparable. The so-called factions are really omnipresent, whether in the human world or in the heavenly realm. Before the collapse of the Heavenly Pillar, the Heavenly Realm had been divided into three factions, one was the strongest sect of interpretation, and the other was the sect of interception that was forced to flee in all directions by the sect of interpretation.

There is another faction, that is, the descendants of Laojun where Nanhua is located, this faction is relatively low-key, with a small number of people, and it is like separating from the other two factions, sometimes joining forces, sometimes confronting.

The funny thing is that Zhang Baiqiu's Dongwang's Mansion and the Daiyue Concept, to which Lingling belongs, are all subordinates of the Sect.

At this time, the three factions of people in this room gathered. If divided by faction, Mu Jing should be a sworn enemy with Zhang Bai, and Nanhua taught Zhang Bai that his cultivation should be a collaborator.

Zhang Bai thought it was funny, and he didn't hold back when he snorted, and he couldn't help but laugh when he came to Mu Jing, and Nanhua laughed even more.

Factional strife is vain in the end.

The so-called meeting with a smile and enmity, these three people gradually let go of their defenses. Mu Jing and Nanhua began to call each other brother and sister, Zhang Bai was even more old-faced and cheeky, and called Sister Mu Jing on the one hand, and took the opportunity to call Nanhua Master, Master was the meaning of Master in ancient times. Zhang Bai is a modern demon capital, and he is actually very insensitive to the title, which makes a mess of generations. Nanhua was a little mindful at first, but later saw that Mu Jing didn't care about it, so he was relieved.

The three of them talked for a while, the sky was already cloudy, and the old immortal of Nanhua appeared with divine consciousness, and he didn't want to stay too long, so he left and returned to the tower. Before leaving, he untied the purification technique on the pig's body, looked at the sleepy pig, and specially explained to Zhang Bai and Mu Jing, and took the pig to the Gashi Sega Pagoda as soon as possible to discuss important matters.

After the three of them parted, Zhang Bai made up for a sleep, and was not woken up by Lingling until the third pole of the sun.

"It seems that there is news from Master, you see!" Ling Ling held a note in his hand, with a few lean words on it, "Master is in the Oriental Sea Realm", which is estimated to have been written by the old man Nanhua.

"Sister Mujing read it to me," Ling Ling's eyes were full of anticipation, "Let's go to the Great Stupa of Gasserga!

Zhang Bai was actually too lazy to move, but he knew that Lingling's master was like a father to him, and finding a master was the first thing for him, so he couldn't bear to brush his mind.

After lunch, the group immediately set off for the pagoda. This time, even Brother Ma went with him, and he also wanted to see what this man who turned the Han Dynasty upside down looked like.

As soon as I approached the pagoda, I saw a large number of believers gathered in front of the pagoda, burning incense and candles, and being extremely pious.

Nanhua didn't have a shelf, so he sat on the stone bench at the door, diagnosing people one by one, and transcribing prescriptions from time to time. When he saw Zhang Bai and them, he immediately unceremoniously commanded them to help.

Mu Jing will also order medical skills, responsible for the initial diagnosis on the side, and divide the particularly seriously ill people to the other side to line up. Nanhua looks at a few people who are mildly ill, and then a serious one, so that the condition will not be delayed, and the speed is fast. Zhang Bai is responsible for writing prescriptions, Ma Ge is responsible for taking care of seriously ill patients, and Lingling is responsible for serving tea and water to people.

On the square in front of the pagoda, everyone praised them for a while, especially Mu Jing and Lingling, which impressed them the most. Because there is always a monkey squatting on Lingling's head, covered in gold, he is mistaken for a divine monkey. And Mu Jing is even more incredible, not only looks like a fairy, but also under the direct sunlight of South Asia... She is translucent.

The group was busy until before dinner, and when Nanhua saw that it was getting late, he told the remaining patients to come early tomorrow. Then he took Zhang Bai and his entourage to the pagoda, and the guards at the door thought that the disciples and friends of the gods were coming, and they were all respectful and did not dare to stop them.

The pagoda is very high, and it is very tiring for ordinary people to walk to the seventeenth floor, but Mu Jing and Ma Ge seem to have nothing to do. Only Zhang Bai was so tired that he was about to lose his breath, holding the handrails with his arms, panting like a cow, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Elevator, elevator...!" Lingling Child's body recovered quickly, and his own foundation was good, not only did he not feel tired, but he also learned Zhang Bai's appearance on the side: "Ladder ladder, ladder ladder...!" Zhang Bai was so angry that his chest was tight.

Nanhua looked at Zhang Bai and shook his head.

When I got to the seventeenth floor, I saw that this floor was very spacious and bright, and I didn't feel hot and dry when it was ventilated on all sides, which was indeed a good place. There is an altar in the middle, and there is nothing in it, and I don't know who it is for? Next to the bed was a square table, surrounded by a few wooden chairs. Nanhua didn't take off his shoes, he crossed his legs and sat on the bed, and beckoned everyone to sit down around the square table.

As soon as he sat down, he began to count Zhang Bai: "How did you kid cultivate, you went upstairs and looked cowardly, but you are still an immortal cultivator." Zhang Bai was pricked in the heart again, scarred and had nothing to say.

Counting this time, Zhang Bai has seen Nanhua Old Immortal for the third time, the first time is vague, the second time is at night, and what he sees is divine sense, and the two times he can't see it really. Today, I found out that Nanhua Lao Xian does not seem to be Chinese, and his face and skin color are no different, but his two eyes are actually turquoise, and they turned out to be crooked nuts.

Zhang Bai was not polite, and asked directly: "Look at the master's eyes, is it from the Western Regions?"

Nanhua and Mu Jing couldn't help but laugh when they heard this, and Nanhua laughed: "Where am I from the Western Regions? It was the fork in my cultivation when I was young that I became like this." ”

Mu Jing said: "This is also a kind of mutation, and it is precisely because of this that Senior Brother Nanhua painstakingly studied the art of purification, and finally became everyone." ”

"Do people change?" Zhang Bai asked.

"Of course, as long as you don't cultivate the Fa, there is a possibility of mutation. You have also seen the people of the Blood Underworld Sect, many of them have become hideous, this is the anomaly. ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Bai's mind, and he hurriedly said, "Then if the prince of the Dharma Sect wants to obtain the imperial medicine, does it mean that he has been poisoned or failed to cultivate?"

"Imperial medicine?" Although Mu Jing was with Zhang Bai that day, she didn't care too much about looting the battlefield, and she didn't know that Zhang Bai had imperial medicine.

Nanhua was thoughtful on the sidelines and muttered to himself. Zhang Bai hurriedly told Mu Jing about getting the imperial medicine, opened the tattoo treasure chest on his arm, took out the imperial medicine and showed it to her, Mu Jing looked at it for a long time, and said: "It looks like this!" and returned it to Zhang Bai.

At this time, Lingling couldn't help it, and interjected and asked Nanhua, "Grandpa, do you know where my master went?"

Nanhua was thinking about Zhang Bai's words, and when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, stopped thinking and replied: "Did you see my message? Your master left to repair the Heavenly Pillar, he had already turned to the east, and he should have crossed the sea." ”