Qingming Zhenren's words didn't understand very well, so he just looked at each other timidly. Originally, her cultivation was about to break through the first layer of the enlightenment period, but since the black ball appeared in her body, some of the exercises in her body seemed to be sucked away, and her cultivation fell to the realm of about to step into the enlightenment period again. The true yuan power that was sucked away couldn't even be detected by herself. She didn't dare to let her divine sense get close to the black ball at all, and Qingming Zhenren naturally couldn't figure it out.

Now in the eyes of Qingming Zhenren, Nuomi is just a handyman disciple with inferior ability and unpleasantness, so that he doesn't even have the desire to explore his roots. But he really couldn't tolerate a miscellaneous disciple he wanted to kill to live well in front of him.

With his knowledge, there was no way to figure out how glutinous rice had escaped, and he obviously watched this little baby swallow the waste pill, and used the true yuan power to dissolve the medicinal power, and the seven orifices flowed out black poisonous blood. He could only secretly hate himself for being too confident at the time and not bending down to look. Although Nuomi is only an insignificant miscellaneous disciple, there have been two accidents in a short period of time, which may attract the attention of the master. Recently, there has been some unhappiness between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Seven Poison Sect and the Linglong Pavilion, and the head of the sect and several of the master brothers are very busy, and they are very impatient with this kind of tedious matter. Although he was the peak master of Qingquan Peak, he didn't dare to cause trouble at such a time.

After thinking about it left and right, in the end, Qingming Zhenren only thought of one possibility, so he frowned and asked, "Do you have any medicinal power in your body that has not yet been dissolved?" ”

Nuomi bit her lip and shrunk her shoulders again, looking at Qingming Zhenren with round black pupils. She doesn't have any knowledge of pills herself, what she understands is just some superficial pharmacology in the world, and most of them still remember vaguely, and she can't even see the pharmacology of those famous prescriptions. She didn't know what the power of the medicine was, so she remembered the little black ball she had found in her body last night. It's just that she doesn't understand what the ball is.

That won't be medicinal power after all, and when the pill is just swallowed, it won't suck the true yuan power through.

Except for the extra ball near the dantian, she didn't notice anything more in her body. She wanted to shake her head, but she was frightened by Qingming Zhenren's eyes, and somehow turned into a nod.

Qingming Zhenren snorted coldly, and suddenly felt that he had found the answer, "Useless waste, the true yuan power is so weak that it can't even dissolve the pill." ”

If glutinous rice can't completely dissolve the medicinal power of the elixir, the medicinal power is naturally not enough, and it is not enough to kill people. His conjecture was half right. It is true that the glutinous rice did not completely dissolve the medicinal power, so it was able to escape death. This is not to say that the true yuan power of glutinous rice is really weak to that extent, but it is only when the medicinal power is dissolved that there are doubts, so I unconsciously slow down the speed of dissolution. When the poison in the waste pill spreads, even if she wants to dissolve the medicinal power, she no longer has the ability.

Nuomi has been cautiously looking at the face of Qingming Zhenren. She didn't quite understand what Shizun was angry about and what she was expecting, so she could only try her best not to make a noise or make any moves, so as not to anger Shizun even more. Suddenly, she was reprimanded by Shizun, she felt sad in her heart, and she didn't dare to show it, so she could only lower her head again.

But it was this cautious look that made Qingming Zhenren feel irritated when he saw it.

Qingming Zhenren didn't like glutinous rice originally, but he thought that this little baby had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and it was very pleasing to the eye. When you want to kill it, you don't have any goodwill at all. Now the glutinous rice looks cowering and daring again, and Qingming Zhenren can't help but want to be angry when he looks at it.

There is no manly spirit. Qingming Zhenren thought in his heart and frowned.

But such a little baby, at least obedient, doesn't look like he has the courage to disobey orders, like Tian Tian dropped the stove and ran away without permission, no matter how he looked at such a child under his command, he wouldn't dare. Qingming Zhenren looked at the top of Nuomi's hair, while thinking in his heart how to deal with this miscellaneous disciple.

Running outside, Qingming real people are not happy. He originally wanted to use Nuomi's death to warn Tian Tian, even if this disciple escaped without dying now, he would not be happy to see Nuomi alive and free outside. If Tian Tian sees this, there will be no place for his face as a teacher.

When he was worried, Qingming Zhenren suddenly remembered that there was really a position next to him suitable for this miscellaneous disciple to stay and work.

Qingming Zhenren himself is a side of a family of cultivating immortals, because he has been stained with the light of the family, and he has always been on a smooth path to immortals. Ten years after he entered the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he was trained as an inner disciple by the then Qingquan Peak Peak, and he followed his master to learn the techniques of cultivation and alchemy.

When he was still an apprentice of pills, he accidentally found a jade slip in the scripture pavilion of Qingquan Peak. The jade slip seemed to have been deliberately hidden, sandwiched between the cracks in the wooden boards in the cabinet. At that time, Qingming was just a young man, and he couldn't help his curiosity, so he stole the jade slip.

It is precisely because of the jade slip that recorded the know-how of alchemy that Qingming Zhenren climbed to his current position step by step.

And in that jade slip, there are two kinds of secret methods that Qingming Zhenren has always wanted to try. One of them is just right for borrowing the body of glutinous rice to complete. It is even said that it must be glutinous rice.

"You go and report it, and you will be a medicine refining boy in the temple in the future."

A condescending command tone, not a question.

Whether it is Qingming Zhenren or glutinous rice, they will not feel that there is anything wrong with such a tone.

Nuomi followed the meaning of Qingming Zhenren and changed his identity to the medicine refining boy in the main hall. The disciples on the entire Qingquan Peak are under the name of Qingming Zhenren, she was originally just an outermost miscellaneous disciple, but now she has entered the main hall to do things all of a sudden, and on the surface, she has ascended to the sky in one step. Being able to learn alchemy next to the peak master is a blessing that many inner disciples can't envy. In the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there are only a handful of formal alchemist immortal cultivators who have reached the realm of first-level alchemists, and even if they count the entire Tianwu Kingdom immortal cultivation realm, the official alchemists will not exceed two digits, which is very precious.

As long as you can become an alchemist, even if your own strength is slightly worse, you can easily exchange for a large number of spirit stones. And that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that if you become an alchemist, as long as you don't do anything that is very contrary to the harmony of heaven, no matter where you go, you will be very popular. No sect would reject an alchemist, and no one would offend an alchemist at will. As soon as he took out a bottle of elixir, there were countless cultivators who were willing to hunt down the target to the ends of the earth.

Alchemists, in the immortal cultivation world where pills are in dire need, are very respected.

Not to mention that after a cultivator touches a demonic barrier, he must ask the alchemist to refine a pure heart and concentrate elixir to save his life.

No one wants to offend someone who might save their life.

Nuomi didn't know these things, she was just a wanderer who didn't have any understanding and understanding of the immortal cultivation world, so she naturally didn't know the status of the alchemist in the immortal cultivation world. Whatever the master asked her to do, she did it obediently, and she didn't think much about the result. Or rather, it's not her turn to think about anything at all.