The palm of the glutinous rice is soft and warm, and it is more delicate than the lips of the pillar. When she handed over the elixir, she just wanted Senior Brother Zhuzi to accept the elixir; When the pillar looked down, he didn't think much about it at all. But after swallowing the pill like this, the pillar couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

Zhuzi always felt as if he was taking advantage of his junior brother. The little hands were as tender as tofu, and he couldn't help but wonder if the girls' lips were so delicate.

However, he is also a person who has stepped into the immortal path with half a foot, and he doesn't have too many complicated thoughts, but he was a little stunned, and immediately took his mind back again.

After taking this elixir, you need to meditate immediately to catalyze the power of the medicine. When he had been mixing on the mountain gate for three or four years, it was the first time he had actually taken the pill. On weekdays, he heard his uncles mention it many times, and he also knew how valuable this elixir was and how seriously it needed to be treated, so he didn't say anything at the moment, and retreated to the end of the bed, occupying a large position.

"I'm meditating here, junior brother, you just sleep."

Nuomi nodded obediently, pulled the quilt and shrunk to the head of the bed. She is young, her body is not long, she just lies flat and sleeps, and there is still a lot of space at the end of the bed. The pillar meditating there did not affect her rest at all. She herself knew that the pill had to be catalyzed immediately after taking it, and this night, the pillar really didn't need to sleep, otherwise she could only be blind with a good pill.

Thinking about it like this, she regretted that she was in such a hurry to send the pill to the pillar's mouth. But where did she think of this at the time, she just thought that she would send it over like this. Senior brother will definitely accept it.

At least, Zhu Zi really swallowed her elixir now, and he didn't mention anything to change hands on others. Seeing that the pillar attached so much importance to the pill she sent, this would definitely help the pillar's cultivation to a higher level. I was happy in my heart.

Glutinous rice cares about the pillar very much, but the pillar has already begun to meditate. Nuomi lay at the head of the bed, turned over and over several times, covered her head with the quilt again, and stretched her head out from under the quilt to look at the pillar, only to see that the pillar had been meditating and cultivating steadily, and then it gradually quieted down, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

She fell asleep all the way and dreamed chaotically at night.

In the dream, there was a gentle-looking woman who wore her hair in a bun in her ear. On the earlobe hangs a leaf-shaped pendant carved from jasper. It seems to be the leaves of those small seedlings that grow in her dantian. Exudes a rich aura.

The woman's face was a little haggard, as if she had just been born with a serious illness, and her face was pale. Holding a newborn doll in his arms. I saw the woman stretch out her hand and rub it over and over again on the little doll's face, starting from the doll's forehead and touching it all the way down until her fingertips touched the doll's chin.

"Baby, baby, don't hate me. I can't go back......"

The voice is pleasant, but there is some sadness.

The dream seemed to come to an abrupt end here, fragmented, not at all like a story, but like a fragment. It's just to wake up and think about it. I can't think of a reason.

Nuomi always felt that the woman was very kind, as if she had seen it somewhere. But when I think about it deeper, I really can't remember it. The woman wasn't wearing the clothes of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and she didn't look like someone she had seen when she was wandering down the mountain before. After all, the woman was wearing fine clothes, and she was wearing a pendant carved from spiritual jade on her earlobe, so she didn't look like a mortal at all.

But apart from these people above the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, where had she seen any other immortals. In this Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there are only a handful of familiar people she has seen, and there is really no such woman.

Then, Nuomi seemed to have dreamed of the pillar, Lin Luo, Tian Tian and Ye Fan. She seemed to have dreamed that Tian Tian and Ye Fan came together somehow, because of this, she seemed to see Zhao Liheng gritting her teeth and saying some cruel words, and she couldn't remember it.

When I woke up, it was already dawn, the pillar had finished meditating, and I had already gotten up to clean up, and when I saw her get up, I smiled at her, and I didn't say anything special.

In this way, she felt happy. She was a little cautious before, for fear that Senior Brother Zhuzi would treat her differently because of that pill. Now, it seems, she was still the same, and she was happy all day, smiling all day.

Even the secrets of those seedlings and leaves don't seem to matter so much. If you can study and understand, it is naturally good, but if you don't understand it for the time being, it seems that it is nothing, and it is not a day or two that the little seedlings that have grown in her body.

In order to give more pills to the pillars, glutinous rice is very attentive to those grass blades. When she was done with her work that day, she specially picked a corner that was inaccessible, and picked a time when no one was in the hall, and quietly tore off a leaf from the small seedling in her body.

She doesn't quite remember which seedling she plucked the leaves from. At the beginning, those seedlings still had some of their original appearance, and they could vaguely recognize that they were mint and soil spirits. But now those little seedlings have grown for a long time, but they are growing more and more indistinguishable. One of them has opened and borne small fruits, and it still looks like some earth spirits, and the others, red and green, still look like some mortal herbs.

Originally, I thought that I would pluck the leaves from the original seedling to test, but now I have to give up.

Glutinous rice picked a small seedling at random and plucked a leaf from it.

The leaves were cold in the hand, and when they shone against the moonlight, there was a trace of cold blue light. The smell is even clearer, and in the winter night air, there is a fragrance that penetrates directly to the heart. When the leaf fell on the palm of his hand, the glutinous rice saw that it was probably a mint leaf, and in that aroma, there was some mint smell and taste after all.

"Not the original ......," she muttered in disappointment.

Although the seedlings had grown into a perfect whole, she still carefully selected them, hoping to pick the previous one properly. But now that I look at it this way, when I am in the body, although those seedlings seem to look the same, they are still subtle differences. It's just that the differences are so subtle that one has to hold the leaf in your hand and smell it in order for one to tell the difference.

It's not the same tree, but the leaves have been plucked out, and it can't be wasted like that.

Glutinous rice learned from the previous appearance and carefully licked the blades of grass on her hands. This blade of grass really exudes a smell of mint, just smelling it, it is already cool, and when it licks its tongue, it is even more frozen and the glutinous rice shiveres fiercely. She was still sitting in the medicine garden of the main hall, and the surroundings were very empty, with some cool breezes around the corner. Now I'm so excited by the smell of mint that I can't stop shaking.

"Woo, it's so icy......"

It's cold, but it has a rare and familiar taste. Just like the Spirit Valley Spirit Fruit she had tasted on the Little Cloud Peak before, this mint leaf also had a sweet taste that didn't belong to it. The smell was very difficult to describe, and she always felt that it should be the taste of aura.

Since it has such a smell, it probably has the same function as the blade of grass yesterday.

Thinking about it like this, the glutinous rice instantly became excited.

Since she entered Qingquan Peak, it seems that nothing good has ever happened around her. When she first entered the mountain, her cultivation speed was indeed very fast. It's just that she was ignorant at the beginning, and she didn't know that she was so powerful. Later, when she finally realized how horrific her actions were, she also knew how reckless her actions were.

After that, what awaited her was one disaster after another, step by step, almost pushing her to the brink of death.

If there is anything good here, it is the pillar's life-saving grace to her.

But then, the pillar also had his own things to do, and soon left her alone, and there was no easy place anywhere along the way. The miscellaneous disciples on the side are only slower in their cultivation, and they will not be like her, if she is not careful, she will die three or five or seven times a year.

She couldn't even cultivate smoothly, just because she had that little black ball in her body.

Now the little seedlings growing on the little black ball seem to be her savior. Just thinking about it like this is enough glutinous rice to be so excited that it is completely impossible to calm down and meditate.

"You have that cold vine in your body, it's like being transformed by the immortal medicine from the inside of the body, but others can't ask for it." - Nuomi remembered what Qingming Zhenren told her again.

At the beginning, Nuomi felt that Qingming Zhenren was perfunctory and coaxed her. There is such an evil thing growing in the body, and if it is not good, it is a spirit sucking grass, how can there be any benefit. But now it seems that what Qingming Zhenren said seems to be a little accurate.

Of course, this is not to say that Han Vine has any benefits for her body, but now the herbs growing in her body have indeed been forged by the aura and have evolved into elixirs. These elixirs may not have such or such magical effects, but the fact that they can provide a large amount of aura is enough for her.

After today's day, she can also see that the aura produced by these blades of grass is not as thick as the elixir, but it is because it gushes out of the dantian that the little black ball will break away from the dantian and create a gap.

But for glutinous rice, it is already a great joy to be able to run smoothly every day.