Time flies quickly, and the elders of the Nanli tribe move faster.

In order to welcome and hold this Southern Summit, the hunting team, the medicine collection team, the eagle guard, the escort team, and the three major clans were fully dispatched.

Some people contribute people, and no one contributes funds and resources.

Seeing that the martial arts arena was expanded in a circle, five rings were set up.

The patriarch of Boli also ordered people to build five rows of houses in the north of the tribe, along the foot of the Nanli Mountain.

There are six courtyards in a row, and one courtyard can accommodate four people.

The newly built housing complex is large enough for 120 people.

It was intended for the use of the major tribes who came to the Southern Summit.

At the same time, the news that the Southern Summit was about to be held in the Nanli tribe spread ten, hundred, and quickly spread throughout the tribe.

It's a once-in-a-decade event that many people have never seen in their lifetimes.

There was a lot of talk in the tribe, full of anticipation.

Xiao Nan, who was concentrating on cultivation in the bamboo courtyard, couldn't help but pay attention.

The Southern Summit is held every 10 years by the two southernmost medium-sized tribes and seven smaller tribes of the River tribe for exchange meetings and competitions.

Each medium-sized tribe has at least 100,000 people.

It can't be said to be strong.

The two medium-sized tribes in the south of the Youhe tribe are the Biqi tribe and the Qingsu tribe.

Thinking of these two tribes, Xiao Nan's eyes couldn't help but see Meng Yao's figure and Ji Yuan's smile.

Will they come to this event?

In the blink of an eye, three months are approaching.

There are distinguished guests of the river tribe, riding in a carriage carved with blue and white carving, belatedly coming.

A wizened old man got out of the car.

"Withered Soul Wizard, Bo Li has been waiting for a long time. ”

Bo Li, dressed in a black robe, greeted him.

"Bo Li Patriarch is polite, the old man is here for the Southern Summit. ”

The old man said in a dry voice.

The two exchanged a few polite words and left the temple to the south.

The major events in these tribes have their own big people arranged.

Xiao Nan came out of the wrought iron workshop and saw the thin old man following Bo Li from a distance.

The old man suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Well, who is this person?"

Xiao Nan only felt that his eyes were stabbed by a sharp edge, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Is he targeting me, or is he just looking at me?"

Xiao Nan raised his eyes and saw that the thin old man was already gone.

Before long, I arrived at the knot grass house.

Lan Yan of the medicine collection team took the two of them and was respectfully saluting the Seven Immortals.

"Except for the usual collection and refining of medicines, you rarely come here. Nanama squinted and took two steps, "What, something?"

Lan Yan looked like a middle-aged man, carrying a medicine basket behind him.

He took a step forward and said, "Uncle Seven Immortals, Lan Yan is entrusted by the patriarch to ask for something. ”

"Oh, Boli, that kid?"

Nanama groaned, "You also worked as an old man's medicine boy back then, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Bo Li invited Lan Yan to come forward, just because he valued the relationship between the two of them.

Xiao Nan entered the knot grass hut without squeaking.

He turned the herbs open and hung them on a shelf to dry.

There is no need to get involved in these adult affairs.

"Uncle Seven Immortals, I won't tell you anything, the Southern Summit is coming. Lan Yan saw that his old man agreed, and finally said, "I don't know why this time, it fell on Nanli."

"This southern summit has five lists, witches, Gu, medicine, weapons, and arrays, and I have always been at the bottom of the south, and I am powerless to fight with all the races.

"But now, since it is held in Nanli, it can't be done as usual, otherwise it will be disgraced. ”

After Lan Yan finished talking about the background of the matter, he got to the point, "Therefore, Lan Yan implores Uncle Seven Immortals to participate in the Battle of the Medicine Master on behalf of my Nanli tribe. ”

Xiao Nan's heart moved, it turned out that the Southern Summit still had this kind of statement.

He had been concentrating on cultivation all the time, but he didn't care about these miscellaneous matters.

"If the battle for this medicine list is taken over by Jiecaolu, then what do you think about the remaining four lists?"

Nanama didn't agree directly, but asked with a smile.

"Uncle Seven Immortals, everything has its own patriarch's arrangement, I ...... I don't know. Lan Yan said in embarrassment.

"Well, who won the last summit in the south?"

Nanama touched his beard and asked on a different topic.

Lan Yan thought for a moment and replied: "Biqi tribe, three-grade alchemist, Meng Hetang." ”

"Go back. ”

Nanama didn't ask again, but said, "At that time, the grass will join the war." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Seven Immortals!"

Lan Yan was overjoyed, and bowed respectfully twice before leading people to retreat.

"Xiao Nan, how is your alchemy progress?"

Waiting for Lan Yan to walk away, Qifu asked.

"Uncle Seven Immortals, it has stabilized in the second grade. ”

Xiao Nan hurriedly said.

"You come in, the old man will teach you a new trick. ”

Nanama beckoned to him and said suddenly.

Xiao Nan nodded and followed him into the grass house.

After Ye Wen left, the grass house was much deserted.

Nanama opened an old wooden box and pulled out a book of animal skins.

"Well, this is for you. ”

He blew away the dust from it before handing it over.

Xiao Nan glanced at the cover, which read the words "Seven Herb Sutras".

He reached out and took it, flipping through the messy font, as if he was jot down every time.

"Uncle Seven Immortals, what is this?"

Xiao Nan asked curiously.

"This is the old man's early experience in refining medicine. Qima held his beard and smiled, "You are also a little successful now, so I will give it to you for reference." ”

The only book recorded by Qitoma's own hands?

This is a precious knowledge that can't even be found in the Inheritance Palace!

"Thank you, Uncle Seven Immortals. Xiao Nan hurriedly saluted with a respectful attitude.

"Don't be busy thanking you yet. Qima waved his hand and said, "In a few days, the old man still needs your help." ”

Xiao Nan chuckled in his heart, had a sense of foreboding, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hehe, you'll know then. ”

Qifu sold a lawsuit and said with a smile, "Go and go, sort out the herbs, and then refine two herbs to return the pill later." ”

"Okay. ”

Xiao Nan smiled bitterly and stepped out of the grass house to continue drying the herbs.

At this time, the green silk Ye Chengcheng walked to the knot grass house.

She saw Xiao Nan from a distance, and immediately trotted over excitedly, her little face flushed.

"Brother Anan, are you here, where is Uncle Seven Immortals?" Ye Qingcheng shouted crisply.

Xiao Nan smiled at her gently, and Nunu said, "Stealing wine in the house." ”

When he came out, he saw Qifu walking towards the wine jar of Qianrihong, smashing his mouth and picking up the wine grapes.

"Brother Anan, I heard that the Southern Summit will be held in a few days. It will definitely be very lively. ”

Ye Tingcheng stood beside him and sorted out the herbs together.

"It's a pity that Sister Wen is not in ......"

She thought of Ye Wen and felt a little sad.

Xiao Nan stuck out his tongue at her and teased: "Isn't it better if the little devil is not here?"

"Brother Anan, don't let you talk about my sister Wen like that!"

Ye Qingcheng stretched out his little hand and crossed his waist, his brows frowning lightly.

This little girl is getting more and more smart, and she has already shown the appearance of a captivating city.

Xiao Nan nodded secretly, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity, it's too small." ”

"By the way, Brother Anan, are you attending the Southern Summit?"

Ye Chengcheng suddenly asked.

Xiao Nan was stunned and said curiously: "What do these adult affairs have to do with us?"

"Hee-hee. Ye Qingcheng curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "There is no age limit, I heard that Lan Yun wants to sign up for the witch list competition!"

I'm afraid this is Elder Boyang instigating everyone to increase their knowledge.

Xiao Nan shook his head disapprovingly, and hung the herb on the drying pole.