If it is said that the monk has officially entered the door of cultivating immortals, then the cultivation of reaching the Yuan Infant is a sign of breaking away from the mortal body, and the Yuan Infant Monk is beyond the reach of ordinary people in terms of life span and physique.

Hearing that the Void Immortal had such a cultivation at such a young age, the people of the Void Dao were also very surprised. The head of the sect divided his spiritual sense and carefully identified it, and found that what Lin He said was indeed true, and he had just stunned this genius who was rare to see in thousands of years......

The person who relied on the false path looked at Lin He, who wanted to speak and stopped, knowing that he was slandering himself in his heart, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

The head of the face, who was still serious, had already played a small drum in his heart, he coughed twice to announce the suspension of the game, and then immediately fled, saying that he was going to find the former head of the retreat to ask for an explanation, leaving a mess to embarrass Lin He.

"The head of the family has something important to discuss with Elder Changyan, and then I will take over the position of Inspector of the Rookie Competition. The disciples went back first to change their clothes and then gathered after an hour. Lin He pretended to send the soup chickens all over the ground away, and after everyone dispersed, he hurriedly summoned the cranes and carried Lingxiaozi and Kongshenzi back to Xinglin Peak together.

"You carry the empty soul into the house first, and I'll cook some potion to reconcile the spiritual breath." Lin He instructed Mingshuang.

Mingshuang nodded when she heard this, picked up her uncle and walked towards the house that Lin He pointed to. There is no incense in the room, there is a fresh smell of flowers and fairy grass, and there is a pair of calligraphy characters and a large gourd hanging on the wall facing the door.

Uncle Xiao was put on the bed by Mingshuang, his eyes were closed, his face was soft, and at first glance it looked like he was asleep, but unfortunately Mingshuang pushed Uncle Shi several times and didn't see him wake up.

Lin He selected a few good fairy grasses, all of which were picked back from the Empty Immortal Peak before, and now they are all going to be used on the Empty Immortal Seed, and I don't know if this is considered wool from the sheep.

He prepared the medicine according to the physique and spiritual root of the empty underworld, and asked the little boy to fetch the spiritual spring water, but was told that the spiritual spring water stored by Xinglin Peak was used up yesterday when Lin He made the ice muscle jade bone ointment, and the cranes had not had time to transport a new batch of spring water uphill.

Lin He, who was selling medicine for a while, looked at his large box of demon beast Neidan contributed by his junior sisters, and fell silent.

The immortal medicine must be accompanied by the natural spiritual spring water that gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to be considered high-quality, and at the moment, this spiritual spring will not be able to extract it for a while. If you retreat to the second, the water condensed by the water spirit root monk with spiritual power is so-so, and it can barely be used. But the problem is that there is neither spiritual spring water nor water spiritual roots.

Lin He pondered hard, and suddenly the plan came to his heart, and he said to the little boy: "You go and call Lingxiaozi over, and say that you want him to help treat his dear little uncle." ”

After the little boy received the order, he ran away and disappeared, and after a while, he brought back the bright frost that ran out of breath.

"Lingxiaozi, I have a difficult task to hand over to you now." Lin He said with a straight face, "You Ice Spirit Root monks must be able to use water spells, seeing that the small water tank next to the wall is not there, you go and fill the tank." ”

Meisui looked back and forth the four walls of the pharmacy several times, but found only a giant water tank that was bigger than a sumo wrestler.

"You mean this jar?" The poor unpaid laborer Mingshuang asked as he shivered at the giant water tank.

Seeing Mingshuang's embarrassed face, Lin He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You see that your uncle has caused so many senior sisters to suffer from the cold, they will definitely talk about me and ask for potions later." You, as the precious nephew of the Empty Soul, will definitely have to make up for the mistakes he has made, and the first step is to fill the water tank so that I can have water to decoct the sick with medicine. ”

That's right, and the first spell that Mingshuang crossed over to learn was to condense the flow of water to wet the wooden door, and then work with Uncle Shi to make the crazy slamming of the door Ling Qiqi electrified. Now that I think of this, Mingshuang is still a little ashamed, Ling Xiaozi's attraction to the heroine is really a sin.

However, there is still a difference between gathering water and filling a large tank of water. During these days, Mingshuang worked hard to cultivate under the supervision of his uncle, and in the process of daily study, he gradually discovered that it was more stable and easier to make ice than to gather water. Although in Uncle Shi's theoretical explanation, the difficulty of making ice is twice as high as that of gathering water, but with the addition of Lingxiaozi's own ice spirit root, Mingshuang feels that it is much easier to gather water vapor and cold qi at the same time than to simply gather water vapor.

"Senior Lin He, let's discuss, can I turn a big ice cube into a big cube in your tank?" Mingshuang asked with a dry laugh.

"If you made ice cubes for me when I made Ice Muscle Jade Bone Paste yesterday, it would be great if I would not run out of spiritual spring water." Lin He pouted and said, "You move the tank to the sunniest place in the middle of the yard, and then turn it into your big ice cube." "I agreed to Mingshuang's proposal.

Mingshuang did as he was told, and with the help of the little boy, he moved the giant water tank to the sun, and then gathered the aura into the tank and turned into a large lump of ice, as if the original tank full of water was frozen.

After doing this, he returned to the pharmacy and saw Lin He holding a crockpot and shouting at him: "Put some ice in my little pot, and let's start decocting medicine for your uncle." ”

The two of them processed the fairy grass, added some ordinary water to the medicine jar, soaked the ice cubes of the frost in the water, and finally put the crockpot on the stove after a while, but after burning for a long time, there was no sign of melting the ice cubes in the jar.

Lin He stared at the ice cube for a long time, and finally rolled his eyes and asked, "Ah, are you married?" I don't know if it's Mingshuang's illusion, he always feels that Lin He's tone is faintly frustrated and disgusted.

"Yes, my cultivation has reached the Jindan stage, is there any problem?" Mingshuang asked curiously.

"No problem, it's just that this fire may not melt your ice...... You may have to add some ingredients. Lin Hesheng gathered the turquoise spiritual power in the palm of his hand without love, and after a while, he held a bunch of green branches and leaves and threw them into the stove fire.

After doing this series of things, Lin He's disgust for Mingshuang spit out of his mouth even more undisguisedly: "You stinky boys, what kind of Dan do you say?" What kind of baby? One or two will cause trouble for people, and I have to waste my spiritual power to turn it into firewood, otherwise even if it is a fire, it will not melt your ice. ”

I'm a little genius, blame me? If you want to blame Ling Xiaozi, you should blame Ling Xiaozi, blame him for being handsome and dashing and seducing the heroine, and blame him for his talent and casual marriage. Mingshuang threw all the pots on Ling Xiaozi, and when he counted the various cauldrons, he actually felt a trace of beauty in his heart, he thought that this must also be because Ling Xiaozi had narcissistic tendencies, and it was all Ling Xiaozi's fault anyway.

"Lingxiao Zi Immortal is so powerful, I heard from the other brothers on the errand of the main mountain that ordinary people have to cultivate for decades before they have the possibility of forming a pill, and whether they can succeed in forming a pill depends on whether they have luck." The little boy who gave Lin He a hand heard his own immortal chief say something harmful to others and himself, so he quickly started a round, and after saying this, he praised Mingshuang several times in a row.

Lin He said to the little boy unhappily: "What is there to boast about, do you know that a little white face like them, the higher the cultivation, the easier it is to be remembered, maybe one day when you go out, you will bump into a rotten peach blossom." ”

The little white-faced Mingshuang suddenly thought of the original plot, Ling Xiaozi, a promising young man, did start to be unlucky after meeting Ling Qiqi, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Ling Qiqi is a rotten peach blossom. So he still obediently stayed away from Lingxiaozi's protagonist, and by the way, stayed away from Lingxiaozi's rotten peach blossoms, hoping that the bad luck would slowly fade away.

"Why don't you worry about it, don't say it's like jackals, tigers and leopards grabbing fat. Lingxiaozi Immortal is young and promising, so he will naturally be favored by the fairies, unlike some elders who have nothing to do all day long, and they will be jealous of their juniors. Not to be outdone, the little boy said, and insinuated a blow to Lin He.

Lin He took the case and reprimanded him decently: "How can you say that you are in charge?!" Although the head of the house has nothing to do and gossips, he is a good person! ”

The little boy saw Lin He playing tricks, snorted disdainfully and said that he was going to the backyard to dry medicinal herbs, and left first.

Lin He and the little boy obviously don't get along like other masters and slaves, even Ah Jiu, who is close to Mingshuang in his heart, will not easily do anything arrogant, let alone quarrel with his master.

"What's your boy's name? How can I be so close to you. Mingshuang asked after the boy left.

Lin He was adding firewood conjured from the aura to the flames, and after swallowing the branches and leaves with the aura, Fan Huo slowly melted the ice cubes in the pot. Seeing that the ice cubes gradually melted into water with spiritual power, soaking and wrapping all the fairy grass, Lin He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to Mingshuang and said: "My family's first year of junior high school, the boss of the Immortal Crane Fang, according to the generation of their immortal cranes, is the grandfather of your family, envy." ”

Mingshuang doesn't know what kind of mentality people are in showing off their birds. had to move the topic to other places, such as how his head master suddenly ran away.

Lin He picked up the small pu fan that was usually used for decoction in the first year of junior high school and fanned him himself, and said, "Didn't I just say on the stage that your master went to find the former master?" He used spiritual pressure to stun such a genius as Kong Yingzi, and he would definitely be afraid of being scolded by the former head, so he probably wanted to go over in advance and take the initiative to ask for guilt. ”

"I see, but I've been in the Empty Styx Peak for more than a month, but I've never seen the former head come over to guide my uncle's cultivation, what kind of person is he?" Mingshuang asked.

In the plot of the book, it is written that Lingqi slaughters the Qingyu Gate, and none of the monks are spared, after all, the heroine of the world is the largest. A genius like Uncle Shi didn't know how he died in a bloody battle, and why didn't the former head of the world's top people show up from beginning to end.

Mingshuang had no clue about this, and only felt that all kinds of doubts in her heart were tangled together like a mess. He felt that if he found the author, he should be able to figure out the truth, and decided to find Ji Xiaoxiao after the rookie game, and then approach Cheng Yu, who wrote his name on the flame heart.

"You ask the former master, he is an old man who is hundreds of years older and pretends to be tender, let me tell you that this long flue man caused a lot of romantic debts when he was young, you must not learn from him." Lin He sighed loudly, and did not have a high opinion of the former head of the long flue.

Suddenly, a light laugh came from outside the pharmacy, and Mingshuang looked back to see a handsome boy leaning against the door frame and shaking a fan. He felt that his perception was not bad, but he did not realize when the man had come here and how long he had been eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Go on and tell me about my romantic past." The young man closed the fan and patted his palm, and looked at Lin He with a smile who was holding a small broken pu fan.