Qian Er saw the old pharmacist's body turn into divine particles at a speed visible to the naked eye, swimming into Qian Er's mind like a tadpole, forming a book in the expanded sea of knowledge, and sinking into the sea of knowledge with the four big characters of the Chaos Pharmacopoeia.

Qian Er is not ready, the inheritance has begun, and there is a constant influx of information, stinging like a pinprick.

The old pharmacist felt Qian Er's pain, adjusted his consciousness, and those dots of information seemed to be commanded, and they formed an orderly arrangement in his mind one after another. And then there's a flood of information piercing in...... And so on and so forth. The old pharmacist's face became more and more illusory. Suddenly, the only remaining breath that seemed to be a face twisted and struggled, and then filled with despair. The old medicine man's muttering voice came out, could it be, Lord Body, do you still want me to continue to transform into this chaotic qi and not be able to transcend?

No, no, Qian Er realized something, pounced, and in the process, he had an idea, took off the Chaos Saint Crystal and pounced. The old medicine man's face had turned into a cloud of chaotic gas and floated outward. In a hurry, Qian Er's mind had a strong connection with the Chaos Saint Crystal, and a chaotic aura gushing out of the gray chip was like a green dragon being born, hovering to integrate the chaotic gas into it, and then turned around and drilled into the gray chip again. Qian Er could feel the old pharmacist's breath dying, condensed into a cloud of chaos the size of the core.

Qian Er hugged the holy crystal tightly, his intestines were all repentant, and he hadn't kowtowed yet.

Qian Erfu knelt down against the chip again, kowtowed three times respectfully, and said loudly, Master, please accept the apprentice's three bows and nine bows, since you are a teacher, a teacher for one day, and a father for life. I must bring you out of chaos, I must bring you back to life in the outside world!

Alas, with this filial piety, I am already satisfied, disciple, I am going to sleep, and I don't know when to wake up! Master led the door in, cultivation depends on the individual, it depends on your creation, this Chaos Saint Crystal is a blessing or a curse, that's it, I will help you again. After speaking, the holy crystal wrapped in a wisp of chaotic gas suddenly appeared in Qian Er's mind, I was about to sleep, and a wisp of the old medicine master's voice suddenly came from the sea of knowledge, and then fell silent.

Qian Er's whole body knelt on the ground, his mind full of chaos.

The young woman had already returned, and she had a full view of the scene. I thought, this kid still has some conscience, what if he has a conscience, all the fairies are ants!

The young woman's face couldn't help but flash with contempt, and when she thought about it, she saw that Qian Er was crying sincerely, and she couldn't help the thought in her heart. Drink softly and get up.

Get up, it's just that these three words containing immortal thoughts, like a breeze blowing, Qian Er's mind suddenly became clear, raised his head and looked at the young woman in a daze, although he had been with the young woman for a while, he had been closing his eyes, and when he saw the young woman's face at this moment, Rao was well determined, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the young woman was wearing a purple gown, and her skin was better than snow, her demeanor was graceful, her body was graceful, and she was graceful. Look at the beautiful and vulgar face again, like the crescent moon and clear halo, the flowers and trees pile up the snow, the face is like ice, the eyes are like a galaxy, the eyebrows are trimmed and the nose is trimmed, and the pear vortex on the cheeks is faintly visible. Goodbye, the long hair and green silk like silk, the misty sideburns and the wind, like a casualty cascading down. The whole person is alive and fragrant, stunning and refined, like an empty valley orchid, exuding a cold fragrance.

It's so beautiful! Ren Qianer's self-control is super strong, and he can't help but feel dizzy for a while, and he can't find a more suitable adjective when searching his intestines and stomach. I can't help but think of a passage in "Zhuangzi Wandering": "The mountain of contempt and shooting, there are gods and men living in it, and the skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin." ”

What are you babbling about, stinky boy.

Seeing Qian Er staring at him stupidly, a trace of red clouds flashed across the young woman's pale face, and then she immediately regained her cold face. Stretched out his slender hand, with a cold cold air on his fingertips, he said, Look again, do you want me to gouge out your eyeballs?

Qian Er came back to his senses, and thought of the pharmacist who turned into a chaotic gas, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, fairy, pharmacist he, he, he......

Needless to say, I know everything, if you want to save your master, you must hurry up and practice, and only by becoming holy can you save your master. sighed again and said, alas, how can a stinky boy who is not in the early stage of qi refining be favored by a pharmacist.

Come, sit here, your master has passed on to you a set of breathing Dafa that suits you, and you can start cultivating from the comprehension of the sea of knowledge. After speaking, the young woman sat there and cultivated by herself, and it seemed that the battle just now had consumed a lot of vitality.

Qian Er saw that the young woman ignored him, so he looked around, and there were a lot of herbs planted in the light mask, and there were some sparse places, which seemed to be pulling out the medicine. Every time I see a plant, the information of the herb flashes in the sea of knowledge, and there are all kinds of names, shapes, functions, medicinal effects, and dispensing methods, which is simply better than a doctor from the University of Chinese Medicine, and it is worthy of the inheritance of the ancestor of medicine.

Qian Er saw that there was a space with a radius of dozens of meters in the middle of the medicine garden, it was a ginseng, Qian Er couldn't help but remember that he had also gone up the mountain to dig ginseng when he was a child, and this ginseng was as tall as a small tree, and nine branches were evenly distributed on a main pole, and five leaves were evenly distributed on each branch. The center of the trunk is raised high, and the twelve blue and purple ginseng fruits are like small people. Qian Er didn't need to go to the front to distinguish, the information in the sea had already been emerging.

Ginseng Fruit, one of the five innate spiritual roots of the Chaos Realm, absorbs the first earth essence of the Chaos Innate, and is one of the innate five elements of the spiritual root. It can be eaten directly, or it can be made into immortal-grade or even saint-grade elixir with other medicines...... , the chaotic calendar blooms once every 10,000 years, and the fruit is purple child-like when ripe, and if it is not kept, it can fly to the sky and the earth. The effect is magical, it can bring the dead back to life below the earth immortal, and it is compatible with other elixirs, it can repair the vitality of the gods below the saint level above the immortal level, and it can cast the immortal body and soul, and the realm below the earth immortal level can also prolong life for thousands of years with a service to improve the realm......

Qian Er's eyes moved away from the ginseng fruit, and he saw a grass bed in the open space not far away, and there was a small purple mouse lying on the grass bed, which seemed to be very weak, with his nose fluttering from time to time, and he breathed a few breaths of medicinal incense. Seeing Qian Er looking at himself, he actually blinked his eyes mischievously, looking quite curious, his body moved, and he shrank back tiredly.

It was my daughter, and a cold voice came from her ears.

What, the fairy's daughter is a little mouse, Qian Er trembled in shock.

Isn't that fairy a mouse?