In fact, glutinous rice doesn't want to worry about whether Lu Xianxian is doing well and whether he can survive.

Helplessly, since she learned about Lu Xianxian's situation and refined the elixir for Lu Xianxian, she began to pay attention to Lu Qianqian's situation a little unconsciously. said that he didn't care, but when the disciples on the side occasionally mentioned it, they would still listen to Lu Xianxian's situation into their ears.

Even the pillar, sometimes when he hears the name Lu Xianxian, he will unconsciously turn his head and listen carefully.

"That nun ......" he would even take the initiative to talk to Nuomi about the topic.

Although, there was no way to determine whether the pillar really wanted to talk about Lu Xianxian or just wanted to say a few words to Nuomi, but he didn't find any other topics for a while.

"Well, I know. She's been doing well lately. However, when I went to see her before, she still seemed unusual. In front of outsiders, she always doesn't want to show her embarrassing appearance. Nuomi sighed softly, remembering the situation when she saw Lu Xianxian before, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Compared with the weak appearance I saw at the beginning, in fact, the scene where Lu Xianxian barely survived later made Nuomi feel a little sad. However, after all, that is only Lu Xianxian's own business, and glutinous rice is not good to say much. When she mentioned Lu Xianxian, she didn't know what else she could react to except sighing.

The pillar seemed to feel more peaceful towards Lu Xianxian.

He probably never thought that Lu Xianxian was a disciple in this sect, nor did he feel that there was any relationship between that female cultivator and himself, and he didn't feel any shock from it. At this time, seeing that Nuomi really cared about Lu Xianxian, he also paid attention to Lu Xianxian's news.

Especially when he saw Nuomi sighing for this, he couldn't help frowning.

"Ah Miao, you don't care about her." The pillar scratched his head, and in the end it could only be said that.

Nuomi laughed, "I didn't care about her." It's just that she is living in this Thousand Thousand Sects. I can't just watch her fall in this place. It's just a little emotional, and it's just because I think of myself. Since she is an evil cultivator, she has already chosen a different path from us, and I know that there is no need to bother with her. ”

The pillar nodded. He wasn't a good speaker in the first place. I don't know how to say more, and I am sure that the glutinous rice does not have bad thoughts because of this, so there is nothing to talk about.

On the contrary, those disciples in the sect seemed to have more when they talked about Lu Xianxian.

They didn't say anything too special, but as always, they talked about Lu Xianqian's appearance, her origin, and the baby in her womb that had never been born. Nuomi even noticed that a disciple was talking about it as a joke, and what he said was somewhat consistent with Lu Xianxian's own life experience.

These disciples suddenly began to notice Lu Xianxian again. I don't know if it's because Lu Xianxian's recent situation is really unusual, or if it's something else.

Nuomi just listened quietly, and didn't dare to come forward to inquire, and in the end he didn't hear anything.

She even hesitated whether to go to Lu Xianxian's house. Take a look at Lu Xianxian.

It's just that if you go, you don't know what to say. She couldn't say that she was worried so she came over to see if Lu Xianxian was going to die.

Thinking about it like this, even she felt a little strange.

In the end, she didn't do anything, staying in the places where she was supposed to be, guiding the disciples around her who were interested in alchemy to concoct immortal grass and open alchemy every day.

The number of those disciples gradually increased. But it didn't take long for it to slowly decrease again. After a certain number, the number of people is fixed, and there is no increase or decrease. Occasionally, some disciples passing by would come over when they saw it having fun, or they happened to pass by. Seeing that Nuomi was talking happily, he would listen to it for a while.

But they didn't understand the operation of concocting fairy grass very well, and at this time, they hadn't listened to the explanation of glutinous rice for a long time, and they suddenly started to come into contact, and they couldn't understand it at all. Often, it's only a short listen. I already felt that it was not interesting, as if I was listening to a book from heaven, so I slipped away quietly.

Nuomi didn't care about those disciples at all, and when they slipped in and slipped out, naturally there were pillars glaring at them from the side, and people were so frightened that they quickly ran away.

After there were no other distractions, those disciples who followed Nuomi to learn alchemy could finally settle down, and they only learned the skills of alchemy with peace of mind, and didn't have to think about other things. 、

Originally, when they first started to learn this alchemy with Nuo Mi, because there were many disciples outside who were not interested in it at all, so when they saw that they were always around Nuo Mi, they would inevitably joke with them, saying that they were entangled around the deputy head of the sect, just to want their close relatives and deputy head of the sect, telling them to be careful of being beaten by the pillar.

Later, naturally, those guys who talked nonsense were tossed around by the group of half-demons, and finally quieted down.

When the disciples in the sect concocted fairy grass, glutinous rice would always involuntarily think of Zhou Buyun. Who called Zhou Buyun is still transmitting news to her every day, she just wants to forget about this person, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

In terms of alchemy, there is really such a thing as talent.

There are so many disciples in the Qianren Sect who follow Nuomi to learn alchemy together, but none of their disciples' comprehension of alchemy can be compared with Zhou Buyun after all.

The speed at which these disciples learn varies from fast to slow. At first, it wasn't very obvious, but after a while, when some disciples had begun to be able to concoct immortal grass on their own, there were still many disciples who couldn't master the method of concocting it at all. In this way, the difference in talent in the middle is also revealed.

Although Nuomi never asked them how they studied and studied behind the scenes, she also knew that those who were willing to follow her all the way to learn alchemy, even if they were not so interested in alchemy, were also determined to find a way out of this area. Such a monk is very resolute in his own mind, and has his own clear goals, and it is impossible for him to be lazy.

If they want to be lazy, they can choose not to continue their studies in the first place. After all, this is not to force them to study, and many disciples have not chosen to give up early.

Nuomi himself didn't care much about the difference in talent between his disciples, but those disciples themselves became anxious.

Especially those disciples whose talents are obviously lower than others, seeing that the same sect that is learning together has been able to concoct pills, but they still can't understand how to toss, they can't help but feel anxious, even after Nuomi finished talking to them, they can't help but run to Nuomi to ask questions.

But their own talent is not good, and they are not so keen on alchemy itself, and even when they want to ask questions, they don't know where to start, so they are even more anxious and sweaty.

Seeing that they were so anxious, Nuomi felt pity in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

It's something that can't be helped. Some monks are naturally very sensitive to this, while others just don't understand it, no matter how long they have been studying. There is no way to explain the things entrusted by God, let alone force them.

She had no choice but to comfort the disciples and said, "Don't be too anxious. My father used to be an alchemist, but he wasn't even a monk. Now that you have all stepped into the path of immortality, you can't be worse than my father. Since he can open the furnace for alchemy, you must be fine. ”

This was the first time that Nuomi took the initiative to talk about his past, and when the group of disciples heard it, they instantly forgot about their own anxiety.

If you change to some monks with higher cultivation, I am afraid that when you hear the words of glutinous rice, I am afraid that you will be shocked and your Dao heart will be shaken. Because what Lang Zhong did at the beginning, in their eyes, was simply incredible. Or rather, it's simply impossible. However, the other party did exactly that.

But those disciples didn't know how shocking Miao Jiang was for a while, and they only thought that they were a monk, and it was indeed impossible for them to be inferior to mortals, so they all felt at ease.

They suddenly felt relieved, and then realized that they seemed to be a little unkind.

The object that reassures them is, after all, their deputy head of the father. Even if it was just a mortal, it was really undesirable for them to show such an obvious expression, so they smiled in front of Nuomi, not knowing how to explain it.

But the glutinous rice did not bother with them much.

She said this to comfort these disciples. They don't understand the mystery, and glutinous rice is not strange. Seeing that those disciples were really relaxed, she waved her hand and said, "You must know that talent is important, but hard work is also another way. As long as you are not born to do more than half the work in this matter, then as long as you work hard, you will still be rewarded in the end. It doesn't matter if it's slow, we immortal cultivators, isn't the most important thing to lack is time. ”

As soon as she said this, those disciples laughed along, and felt a little embarrassed, so they said goodbye to Nuomi, saying that they were going back to continue studying fairy grass.

When the monks had left, the pillar suddenly spoke, "Ah Miao, your father is a mortal?" ”

Nuomi was stunned for a moment, glanced back at the pillar, and then nodded, "Well, my father is a man of the rivers and lakes, who treats mortals." ”

The pillar was silent, and after a long while, he whispered, "Before...... I've never heard you mention it. ”RO