The medicine on the stove was almost ready, Lin He carefully poured the decoction into the small bowl prepared in advance, and then handed the bowl to Ling Xiaozi, telling him to hurry up and give it to his little uncle.

Mingshuang hurriedly reached out and took the small bowl, and then was surprised to find that the small bowl was cold to the touch, and it didn't look like it was holding a freshly cooked decoction at all.

"How is this medicine ice?" Mingshuang asked suspiciously.

Lin He replied with some resentment: "My little leaves can only stain ordinary flames with aura, although they can turn ice cubes into the form of water, but it is basically impossible to completely dispel your ice spiritual power. ”

Mingshuang nodded thoughtfully, realizing that the common sense of physics may not be applicable in this world full of immortals, and he can ignore gravity and no matter what changes in the state of matter.

After Mingshuang figured it out, he decided to take countermeasures based on a specific analysis of the specific situation, decisively abandoned the nine-year compulsory education of physical and chemical students, and decided to re-understand the world from the perspective of romantic poets and writers in the future.

"Hurry up, your uncle is going to die, you're still grinding here." Lin He pressed Mingshuang's shoulder and sent the person out of the pharmacy, then turned around and entered the house to close the door, leaving Mingshuang, who didn't know the way, standing stupidly outside the door.

Although the first year of junior high school does not like the smelly and beautiful long flue people, but the number of hospitality gifts should still be wanted, he put the dim sum tea into the tray, ready to take it to the pharmacy to entertain the long smoke.

As soon as the little boy who brought tea and water came out of the kitchen, he saw Ling Xiaozi, who was lost and couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and Lingxiaozi was still holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and he was spinning in circles at this time, not knowing where to go next.

"Why did the Immortal Elder come to the kitchen?" At first glance, it was clear that Ling Xiaozi was lost, but he still asked with a little bad heart.

Mingshuang scratched her head in embarrassment, and sent the medicine bowl in front of the little boy and said, "This is medicine for Uncle Shi, and I am tired of running for the first time." In order not to expose the truth of the road idiot, Mingshuang chose to hand over the heavy responsibility in his hands to the first junior high.

The boss of the Immortal Crane Workshop is also the crystallization of the first generation of artificially bred spirit beasts, and he silently slandered how Ling Xiaozi himself was so different from the rumored humble and gentle image. I took the medicine that was going to be sent to the east side of the house to the west kitchen, and asked him to send it over again, which would really "annoy" people.

"Immortal Elder is polite, next time something is delivered to me, I will directly ask Immortal Chief Lin He to send a signal, so as not to let Immortal Elder personally run around most of the courtyard." Chu Yi said obediently, and then took the medicine bowl and put it on the tray together.

Mingshuang laughed dryly, followed the little boy back to the pharmacy, and found that Lin He was closed, so he had to go to deliver medicine to Uncle Shi first. After walking through it again, Mingshuang found that the direction he set off just now was the opposite, no wonder he couldn't find the room where his uncle was sleeping, and he couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed.

"But there are many skilled craftsmen in Moon City, and the children in the city will use magic tools to exchange pills with our sect every year. I heard that Heng Shujun has developed a new compass instrument that can automatically search for the breath of demon beasts not long ago, and Lingxiao Zi Immortal may wish to go to Qiyue City to have a look when he is in the next month Linghunting Festival. Chu saw the embarrassment in Ling Xiaozi's heart, and he pretended to propose to Mingshuang inadvertently. He wondered how this child was like a little crane who had not been weaned, he didn't know the way and couldn't bring a compass, he was simply an imbecile child in the immortal cultivation world.

And the imbecile Mingshuang is searching for what is the compass in his head at this time, and the name should be a compass similar to a compass, is the first year of junior high school reminding him to buy a compass? Mingshuang thought about it in her heart, and felt that the first year of junior high school was really a considerate and good person.

When they arrived at the house, the sleeping beauty who had slept for a long time still showed no signs of waking up, and the person who was guarding the side also dozed off because of the soothing sachet that Lin He hung in the house.

"The head is so incompetent, he actually sleeps next to the injured bed!" The boy put down the tray and stomped heavily on the shoes of the Hypocrisy.

The head who was dealt with by the child's fight and trampling on his feet instantly sobered up, he first screamed ouch, and then saw the presence of Aitu Lingxiaozi, and immediately swallowed the remaining half of the cry in his throat back into his stomach.

Relying on the Void Dao to leave a handful of bitter tears for his feet in his heart, he still said with a serious face: "Ahem, Lingxiaozi is also here, do you know what is going on with the Void Immortal?" ”

Mingshuang, who was named by the master, thought to herself, isn't it because your old man is in a coma because your old man is angry and forced people to kneel, and the uncle is noble and would rather die than give in?

With a big smile on his face, Mingshuang replied with a big smile: "I don't know why Uncle Shi fainted, maybe it's the will of God." "Anyway, in this romantic and unscientific world, all problems are said to be providential.

The head of the sect was originally worried that the fainting of the empty underword would make the beloved disciple lose his mind, and then ran to complain to Elder Changyan in a fit of anger, but it turned out that his well-behaved and lovely apprentice was definitely not the kind of bewitching slut who made small reports.

The Void Daoist couldn't help but be relieved and proud, he got up and touched Mingshuang's head, and couldn't help but share a wisp of spiritual sense to see how his beloved disciple's cultivation was progressing, and this peeping surprised him again.

"Lingxiaozi is ...... Yudan? The Hypothetical Daoist asked, somewhat uncertain.

Mingshuang didn't quite understand why these seniors were more surprised than happy after knowing that he and his uncle's cultivation was high, isn't it a good thing to be high? Mingshuang's face was full of fairy question marks, but she still decided to answer the master's question well.

Mingshuang suppressed his curiosity and said: "Back to the master's words, the apprentice is indeed already in the Jindan stage." ”

The Void Daoist said with a complicated expression: "Do you know when your master and me, as well as your master and ancestor, got married. ”

Mingshuang shook his head and said that he didn't know, and Chu Yi, who was pouring medicine into the mouth of the little uncle, stopped what he was doing and said to Mingshuang: "The long flue man and the queen of the crown have formed a golden pill before they arrive, and they are one of the best seedlings in the Qingyumen for hundreds of years. It's a pity that he was willing to fall, and after marrying Dan, he thought he was a peerless genius, so he played in the flowers all day long, delayed his cultivation, and finally lost his youth, and began to regret his hard work. ”

When a person with a false path heard someone say this about his master, or in front of his apprentices, he really felt shameless. But Chu Yi's words are still true, he has no way to refute them, and even when it comes to Changyan's mistakes, no one knows better than him, an apprentice. What delay in cultivation and lingering in the flowers, this is still the tip of the iceberg in his master's "glorious history".

As soon as he saw that the head of the sect did not mean to interrupt him, he happily continued to count the embarrassing past of the Great Elder.

"There is a saying that 'if the young man does not work hard, the boss will be sad', when the Changyan Dao people are working hard to cultivate, they have already stepped into the age of knowing their fate with half a foot, even if they cultivate to the infancy stage of the immortal body, it is too late, he is already a half-old man. He is the one who cares most about beauty and skin, so he ran to Xinglin Peak to find Lin He Immortal to seek the secret recipe for tracing his face. After Changyan got the secret recipe and regained his youthful appearance, he began to cultivate hard, mainly because he heard that monks in the merger stage could forge new bodies. Then the former head felt that this son was very diligent, so he passed on the position of head to him......" Chu Yi was satisfied to see Mingshuang's stunned expression after briefly recounting Changyan's experience in one breath, and then continued to focus on the cause of infusing the empty underworld with medicine.

"Hah...... The experience of the master is really legendary, right, master. After listening to the growth diary of the long flue man who can be called dog blood, Mingshuang suddenly felt that the ancestor was indeed very inspirational. There are really people who can do whatever it takes for their youth and beauty, and they can also rise to a high position to become a big boss, which is really the standard configuration of a ruthless heroine, but it's a pity that he was born a man, otherwise maybe the heroine of "Fairy is Difficult" will not be the Ling Qiqi who turns a little white flower into a small black flower.

The exemplary good apprentice who had served tea and poured water for decades was suddenly asked what he thought of his master's experience, and he was a little cramped for a while, and Fang Zheng's face showed a contradictory look, which made him look more serious.

"Master's experience is indeed ...... Very legendary...... "It took a long time to squeeze a sentence out of his mouth with a false way, which can be regarded as recognizing his master's absurd and magical experience."

Yun Ting, who was poured a bowl of special decoction, began to chill all over, and began to have intermittent dreams in a daze. First of all, I dreamed of the plum courtyard in the Ming family's house, and the white moon in the cold winter was boundless, only the pale yellow plain plum blossoms in the snow are just right, the flowers are fragrant, and the elegance is charming.

In the ice and snow, Mrs. Ming took him and Mingshuang's hands and told them that her favorite flower was plum blossoms. Xiao Mingshuang, who was still a meat dumpling, broke away from his mother's hand and climbed to the tree, broke two branches of Su Xinmei, one for Mrs. Ming, and one for him.

As soon as the picture turned, it was another winter in the dream, and Mingshuang's father got a red plum in the bones of a tree from somewhere, and transplanted it into his and Mrs. Ming's yard like a treasure, and you can see it as soon as you open the window.

Mrs. Ming, who was happy to be red in her bones, specially invited a jade stonemason to carefully carve a pair of blank jade plum blossoms according to the appearance of the red plum, one wearing a black rope was given to Xiao Mingshuang, and one wearing a red rope was given to Xiao Yunting.

"In the future, wherever you go, when you see this jade pei, you will think of the plum blossoms in your hometown." Mrs. Ming's eyebrows are gentle, and she is more beautiful than the precious red plum in the bones in the snow.

……

Yun Ting opened his eyes with a clear expression, he reached out and touched his chest, and sat up from the bed after pressing a cold hard object as he wished.

"Is there an ideal place for the Spirit Hunting Festival next month?" The first thing Uncle Xiao said when he woke up was neither to ask about his body nor to explain his cultivation, but to inexplicably pop up an inconsequential question, which made the other people present scratch their heads.

Despite this, Mingshuang happily grabbed Uncle Shi's arm, and Chu Yi left the room with a tray when he saw this, and the head also said that he would go back to continue to preside over the game, and for a while only the two uncles and nephews were left in the room.

"Lingjia Festival, I want to go to Qiyue City to buy a compass." Mingshuang first answered Uncle Shi's question and then continued, "Uncle Shi, do you still have any discomfort on your body?" ”

Yun Ting thought that Qiyue City was not far from Jiangxia City, where the Ming family was located, and nodded and replied: "There is nothing uncomfortable, and the spiritual breath has also returned to stability, although Lin He usually chatters, but his medical skills are still very reliable, but I always feel that there is a residual cold in my body, which is a little strange." ”

Mingshuang's eyelids jumped, and then he said quite shyly: "It may be that I have been good at cultivation recently, and you feel cold when I pull your arm." ”

Yun Ting felt that he had just slept for a while, why did Ergou become more stupid all of a sudden?! Would Mrs. Ming think that her precious son Xiu Xian had gone mad when she took him home like this?

Uncle Xiao fell into deep thought.