Wan Qing heard the movement and looked up, just in front of her face.

I was stunned for a moment, and then looked at my own medicine gourd.

The small gourd is only as long as a thumb, and it is grass yellow with a warm and moist color, and it is wrapped in a translucent hard film, which is called caramel color in Hu Nuan's opinion.

At this time, Hu Nuan's mind was full of plucked apples and rock sugar gourds made for her by her mother.

The tip of the nose seems to smell sweet and greasy.

I really want to eat it.

This look was too longing, and Wan Qing was a little uncomfortable, as if her own medicine gourd had hooked the soul of a little girl.

He thought for a moment, swiped the beads on his wrist, and took out a small pine green bag, with light yellow veins on the two corners underneath, bulging.

"Little girl, take it and eat it, it's sweet, and it strengthens your bones."

Hu Nuan took it and tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Thank you, real person." ”

Wan Qing smiled, thinking that this little girl's small appearance was really strange, as if her face was not tight.

Then he found the four with their eyes wide open staring at him, smiling sweetly at him.

“.”

had to take out four more and distribute them to them, distressed, his old man finally made something sweet.

Second Elder Tang sneered in his heart, he still eats sweetness at his age, look at you like a fat pig.

The little gourd walked over the patient, Wan Qing straightened up and shook his head: "No, this won't work, you have to bleed." ”

Bloodletting, this is a simple job.

Lan Jiu: "I'll come." He stuffed a handful of sugar balls into his mouth, bit them creakingly, put away the sugar bag, took out his gloves and put them on, took out a gold needle, and gestured to the person: "Blood in the heart?" ”

Wan Qing's heart was dripping blood: "Do you know what precious medicinal materials I use for these sugar-pills?" You actually eat handfuls - "It's too much, my old people don't have such luxury!"

Jin Xin smiled: "Real person, we have good teeth and good health." We don't eat in vain, my master has a lot of good medicinal materials, and he will make it up for you. You refine a little more, we have never eaten such delicious sugar balls. The best candy we've ever had was from Master Sangcongdan. But that candy can't compare to yours. ”

Hu Nuan, that candy was bought by her mother, and her mother always kept the best things for her.

Wan Qing was proud: "Mulberry Cong? She's certainly not as good as me. She is only five grades, but the old man is seven grades. ”

On the seventh grade, it can also go up one liter.

The surname Tang may not be.

Second Elder Tang patted Lan Jiu: "Take your heart's work." ”

Lan Jiu stabbed it down with a swish, and it looked neat and crisp, as if it was not a person.

Moreover, he also turned the tail of the needle, and the rotation was quite large.

Spectators: "."

A proper communiqué for personal vendetta.

Pull out the needle and drain the blood into the bowl. Not much.

Lan Jiu: "Do you want to quote more?" ”

Wan Qing glanced at him, his eyes were a little deep, and sure enough, an apprentice like Tang Ganzhong couldn't be a good person. With this scheming and means, this has not passed the test? He, Tang Ganzhong, is going to accept a poisonous disciple, right?

Lan Jiu: Coincidentally, it's not just the main attack on poison.

Second Elder Tang nodded and agreed.

At this time, even Lin Yin felt that Second Elder Tang had deliberately let Lan Jiu take revenge.

Lan Jiu smiled at his friends and said, "I can't take it alone." ”

Okay, got it.

Whew, I have the ambition to stuff the sugar balls into my mouth together, put away the sugar bag, bring gloves, take gold needles, and stab.

The corners of the eyes of the real people jumped, and they would rather offend the gentleman than the villain, these "villains" look so arrogant that the villain is ambitious.

Surely there will be retribution.

More than a dozen people made such a small bowl of blood, the bowl was really small, like a small teacup. Quietly placed on the table.

Wan Qing took the medicine gourd and slowly pressed it closer to the bloody surface.

The friends rubbed their eyes.

What's there?

Nothing.

Hu Nuan said: "Grandpa, you haven't opened the mouth yet." ”

Grandpa?

Wan Qing's hand shook, and the infinitely close medicine gourd mouth soaked into blood.

He glared at Hu Nuan, and called the real person to call him well, what did he suddenly call the old man? Am I old?

Hu Nuan touched his chin: "Grandpa, your beard is white." ”

Wan Qingqi, I deliberately dyed white, you little doll-

"It's moving, it's blooming, it's blooming—" Leng Ruo suddenly exclaimed.

Wan Qing immediately looked down, and a room of people quickly gathered around, staring at the small flower that bloomed at the mouth of the gourd and marveled.

"This is the Nightshade Grass? How is it so small? Lin Yin said.

The medicine gourd itself is small, and at the mouth of the gourd, a few tiny grasses grow out of the blood, and there are a few small purple and red flowers the size of rice grains on the top of the head. Although the flowers are small, the flower shape is full, and if you look closely, they look like half-opened water and plump.

Wan Qing's excited hands trembled, and the medicine gourd trembled with the little flower: "It's really dark spiritual power." I didn't expect that the old man would be able to cultivate the night grass in his life, and it would bloom. ”

Second Elder Tang snorted: "You cultivate? It is clearly raised by the blood of my disciples. ”

Wan Qing sneered: "What is the blood of your disciples, what is the magic of their blood?" It was cultivated by this dark spiritual power of unknown origin. ”

Lin Yin hurriedly said: "Then, is there a way to get rid of the dark spiritual power in their bodies?" ”

Wan Qing glanced at him: "Naturally." How are you going to please touch me? ”

Lin Yin: "Just say it." ”

Although Wan Qing's cultivation may not be as good as him, but he is a seven-grade alchemist, he has to be respected, how many people can't come to others to say a word.

Wan Qing smiled: "I'll solve their predicament, this matter of the night grass has nothing to do with you." ”

Cunning.

Without dark spiritual power, the night grass can't germinate. Without these disciples, there would be no dark spiritual power.

He wants to be the only one to get the best of it.

Lin Yin couldn't help but look at Second Elder Tang.

Second Elder Tang nodded: "Originally, we just wanted to save our disciple's life. Wan Qing can encounter the dark spiritual power, we have to ask for others, and the seed is his. He deserves it. ”

Wan Qing is satisfied, the old thing is reasonable, and it is a person.

Lin Yin looked at the others again, and the others also agreed, it would be good to rescue the disciple.

Wan Qing looked down at the small bowl, the night grass had not grown, indicating that the dark spiritual power in it had been absorbed. He pinched the tail of the hairpin, walked up to an unconscious disciple, and placed the mouth of the medicine gourd on the bleeding mouth that had stabbed from his forehead.

Under the witness of everyone, a few more nocturnal grass grew at the mouth of the medicine gourd, which was too small to be as long as a fingernail, so thin that it could be broken by wind.

The painful expression on the face of the unconscious disciple calmed down, and a faint red began to appear under the skin, and as soon as the dark spiritual power was removed, the person immediately recovered, and there was no injury in the first place, like a stone blocked in a canal, and as soon as the stone was moved, the canal was opened again.

It's just that the person hasn't woken up yet, and the real people have seen it and confirmed that they are just asleep, so they followed Wan Qing and watched him pull it out one by one, and finally the top of the medicine gourd bloomed a cluster of small flowers, and the stems and leaves were translucent dark green. A small handful, two fingers can be twisted.

"Alright, when they wake up, they'll be fine."

Wan Qing very cherished the medicine gourd into a jade box, sealed it, and put it away.

Second Elder Tang: "It's cheaper for you." ”

Wan Qingbai glanced at him: "You know how hard it is for me to get these little seeds, and how many good things I use to keep them alive." ”

(End of chapter)