Meng Feifei and Night Eleven stayed by his side the whole time, waiting for him to finish.

Until the air was filled with the smell of brown sugar ginger water, and the water made a gurgling and boiling sound, Meng Feifei said: "It's okay, put it in a bowl and take it out, and when it cools down, you can give it to the master to drink." ”

Bai Yeling poured out the brown sugar ginger water, and Meng Feifei thoughtfully washed a spoon and put it in.

Bai Yeling, who was holding a bowl of brown sugar ginger water, knocked on Jing Ge's door, then pushed it open and walked in.

Jing Ge glanced up at him.

Knowing that it was brown sugar and ginger water boiled, I lifted the quilt and wanted to get off the bed.

Bai Yeling moved faster, quickly came to the bedside, held the bowl with one hand, pressed her hand with the other, pulled back the quilt to help her cover it.

"Lie down, don't move, the deity feeds you. ”

"I'll just do it myself. "She has a stomachache, and she's not crippled.

How awkward it is to let Uncle Bai feed her.

Bai Yeling scooped up a spoonful of ginger water, blew it cold and brought it to her mouth.

Jing Ge couldn't refuse, healed his head and lowered his head, opened his mouth slightly and drank it, and accidentally saw a small piece of carbon black at Bai Yeling's knuckles.

A bold idea flashed through my mind -

"Lord, did you boil this brown sugar ginger water or Meng Feifei?"

"What do you think?" Bai Yeling fed her while glancing at her with his eyes.

"I guess it's you. Jing Ge wanted to deliberately say that it was Meng Feifei, but before the word Meng came out, he was glared at by Uncle Bai just by a lip shape.

Desperate to survive, I had to go back and change my words.

"Is there anything you need in the Baiyun Dao Pavilion?" Bai Yeling suddenly asked after feeding her the brown sugar ginger water.

"I heard that there is an alchemist level exam in the Baiyun Dao Hall, and those who pass the exam will get a certificate of rank, and it will also be recorded, so I want to take the exam. "Exams, the nightmare of the vast number of young people in modern society!

It's a pity that she has traveled to ancient times, and she still can't escape the tragic fate of the exam.

In this world, alchemists and refiners are different from ordinary spiritual martial arts cultivation paths, and the latter two are strength improvements, and it is enough to break through and advance.

However, alchemists, like alchemists, need to take exams and have a certificate of rank before they can enjoy the corresponding rights. Alchemists are divided into primary, intermediate, advanced, master, medicine king, medicine saint, medicine emperor, and medicine immortal.

If you can have a master-level alchemist certification token, you will be able to walk freely in a country below the third level, and if you get a medicine king-level token, no matter where you want to go, you will be greatly welcomed.

So in other words, such a level proof token is a pass to walk in the major level countries of the Kyushu Continent.

The assessment held by the Baiyun Dao Pavilion can only be up to a senior alchemist.

Jing Ge's goal is a master alchemist. For the qualification of a master-level alchemist, only a country of level 4 or above can be assessed, and the results will also be recognized by Kyushu.

She must get the senior alchemist qualification certificate here before she can go to a level 4 or above country and participate in a higher-level assessment-

Her goal, of course, is the highest, a medicine immortal-level alchemist.

If she gets the certificate of the medicine immortal level, her status in Kyushu will be extraordinary.

"Do you want to participate in the alchemist level assessment?" Bai Yeling got up, walked to the table and put the bowl down.

Turning around, he moved a small stool and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her.

After drinking the hot brown sugar ginger water, Jing Ge's body began to sweat finely.

His forehead was also covered with fine and dense sweat.