"Come here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Gu Zheng casually walked to a medicine garden and beckoned to the medicine heart.

After Yao Xin followed, he asked, "There are eight kinds of spirit grass here, you can know seven, I will leave you here to take care of the garden." ”

I saw that the medicine garden was clearly planted with Balong spirit grass, there were small purple flowers such as bells shaking, and there were slender leaves stretching and spreading, the medicine heart looked at the same way, and there was a word blurted out after looking at it: "Purple Orchid, Sleepless Grass, Bamboo Green, Prunella Grass, Maichuan, Lyyang Flower, Dry Lotus Grass, Black Vine ......"

As one spirit grass name after another spit out from Yao Xin's mouth, Gu Zheng became more and more surprised. After all the eight spirit grasses were finished, Gu Zheng nodded again and again: "But I underestimated you, these eight spirit grasses are not all common things, it is not easy for you to recognize seven of them at a young age." ”

Is one wrong?

Yaoxin asked, "May I ask Uncle Shi, which one did I say wrong?" ”

Gu Zheng pointed to the spirit grass with blue-green leaves resembling bamboo leaves: "This is Qiang Zhi, not bamboo green." I didn't know, there is also a spirit grass called bamboo green. ”

Not Zhuqing? Yao Xin recalled the content of the Lingcao Record, this bamboo green is the spirit grass that refines Zhuji Dan, and the appearance of the bamboo green is clearly drawn in the Lingcao Record, it should be this right. How could it not be bamboo green?

Although she was an alchemist in her previous life, she started late, and she didn't have much experience refining first- and second-grade pills, and not all the spirit herbs knew her, so she wasn't sure for a while.

Could it be that the things in the inheritance of the jade pendant are too old, and the same thing has changed its name after historical changes?

If you think about it, it's not impossible.

"Well, here's for you." Gu Zheng took out a booklet from the storage bag, but it was "Miscellaneous Notes on Spirit Grass Cultivation". He threw the booklet to Yao Xin: "Little girl, don't blame Uncle Shi for not reminding you, if you raise Uncle Shi's spirit grass, you will be punished, presumably Wang Hu has already told you what kind of punishment there will be, right?" Hahaha. ”

This Gu Zheng is not very old, but he likes to call himself "uncle", which is really weird. Yao Xin thought to himself.

But I didn't know that Gu Zheng was called "uncle" by some people in his seventies and eighties all the year round, and it was really awkward, it was rare for a little girl who was more than ten years younger than him to call him so, and suddenly his ears were clear, and he actually had a happy feeling in his heart. Originally, according to his temper, even if he just said the wrong kind of spirit grass, he would definitely punish this kind of Qi refining stage disciple with low eyes, or even drive people out directly. And this time, he actually thought that it was good for this little girl to know so many herbs.

And this little girl seems to be very well-behaved and a pleasant.

"Uncle Shi is right, the disciple will definitely take care of the spirit grass." The little girl replied obediently.

"Well, what's your name?"

"The disciple's name is Yaoxin."

Gu Zheng let out a soft "um" again, shook the folding fan and walked towards the bamboo house by the edge of the medicine garden.

Yaoxin stood in place and hesitated.

Gu Zheng shouted: "Why are you stunned? Don't come over yet. ”

Yaoxin had no choice but to follow.

The bamboo house gate also set up a simple formation, and ordinary Qi refining stage disciples could not break in. Obviously, this is Gu Zheng's private territory.

The interior of the house is separated by a screen. In front of the screen is a wooden table with tea cups and other things. Not far away is a cabinet, and there is a picture of a beauty hanging next to the cabinet.

This Gu Zheng is still an elegant person.

Gu Zheng waved his robe, sat down on the stool in front of the wooden table, pointed to the cabinet over there, and instructed Yao Xin with a smile: "Go over there and make a pot of Lushan Yunwu tea for Uncle Shi." ”

Gu Jiuding really raised a good son. Obviously, she came to take care of the medicine garden, why did she become a maid serving tea and pouring water again? …… Yaoxin gritted his teeth and endured.

After a while, a pot of fragrant Lushan Cloud Tea was placed in front of Gu Zheng. Yao Xin seemed to be obediently standing aside and waiting, who expected Gu Zheng to look at the tea and said angrily: "I'm talking about Yangya Tianquan tea, why did you brew this?" ”

"......" forbearance.

Yaoxin brewed a pot of Yangya Tianquan tea again, and respectfully served it to Gu Zheng.

"How can such a vulgar thing with inferior aura be worthy of your uncle and me? Go make a pot of Lishan spiritual tea. ”

"......" can't bear it.

But Yaoxin can't beat Gu Zheng now, and this noble brother won't let her go for a while.

This time, when making tea, Yao Xin quietly mixed a drop of Spirit Eye Spring Water taken from the Li family in the tea. It's not that she's stingy, but the spiritual power contained in the spring of the spiritual eye is extremely abundant, if you take it directly, don't take it too much, otherwise the meridians will be disordered, and the body will explode and die. A drop is just right, it can absorb the aura, but it is not too much.

Yao Xin brought the Lishan Spirit Tea mixed with the Spring Water of the Spirit Eye to Gu Zheng, Gu Zheng immediately felt a fresh aura rushing to his face, and he swallowed the words that he originally wanted to blurt out.

He just casually said that the aura of Yangya Tianquan Tea was inferior, but even if the aura contained in the Lishan Spirit Tea was slightly more, it would definitely not be able to achieve this feeling of aura. He was eager to try, and picked up his uncle's shelf a little awkwardly: "Don't pour one soon." ”

The medicine was overjoyed, and sure enough, it was effective after the capital, and hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng picked up the teacup, pinched the lid to reveal a gap, and the porcelain lid collided with the body of the cup, making a gentle crisp sound. Gu Zheng blew lightly a few breaths, and finally put the tea cup to his lips and took a sip.

A rich aura flowed down the lips and tongue into the meridian dantian, and the limbs and bones were completely refreshed.

As soon as the tea went down, Gu Zheng suddenly stood up suddenly, turned around and entered behind the screen. There was a soft collapse there, and he needed to meditate and refine the aura he had eaten.

This drop of spiritual eye spring water has a greater effect than Yao Xin imagined, and with Gu Zheng's cultivation of the third layer of the foundation building period, he actually had to meditate immediately to refine. I don't know if Gu Zheng will suspect her because of this......

Yao Xin couldn't help but be a little worried, and he had been waiting in the house for Gu Zheng to finish refining his spiritual power.

Half an hour later, Gu Zheng walked out from behind the screen refreshed, his face was full of joy, he hugged the medicine heart, raised it above his head, and said happily: "Good nephew, your skills in making tea are not bad, in the future, I will make more spiritual tea for my uncle, and my uncle will not worry too much about the matter of this medicine garden." Why don't you go to the inner door to serve tea? ”

Yao Xin didn't expect this kind of result, and was taken aback by Gu Zheng's actions.

Gu Zheng also seemed to have noticed something wrong, and quickly put down the medicine heart, coughed lightly, and didn't know where to look. He has lived for twenty-three years, and has spent most of his life cultivating, although there are always female disciples who show favor to him, but he has never been too close to women.

At this moment, he was impulsive and directly lifted the little girl up, which was really inappropriate. Fortunately, this girl is young enough not to think much about it.

Well, I don't think much of it.

Gu Zheng tilted his head slightly, and in the place where Yao Xin couldn't see, there was a touch of blush on his white face.