Sniff sniff sniff.

As soon as Ye Hua stepped into Tianniufang, he smelled a floral fragrance, and after a slight aftertaste in the cavity, he recognized it as the fragrance of jujube flowers.

But it's not right, it's about to enter winter, and the jujube trees have already fallen and borne fruit.

Maybe it's the same scent.

Ye Hua said to himself like this in his heart, and then continued to walk towards the Tianniu Fang, and Ju'an Xiaoge was in the innermost part of the Fang.

As Ye Hua went deeper and deeper, the fragrance of jujube flowers became more intense, and he followed the fragrance of the flowers and saw a tall jujube tree.

It grows in the courtyard of the people's house, surrounded by walls on all sides, but because it is tall and sticks out half of its body, it is luxuriant, lush, and pavilion-like.

And the most incredible thing is that the jujube tree is full of small flowers.

Ye Hua's nose did not make a mistake in judgment, and the fragrance of flowers he smelled when he entered the workshop was the fragrance of jujube flowers, and this unseasonal jujube tree grew in the small pavilion of Ju'an.

"The dwelling of the high-ranking people is really extraordinary. Ye Hua said secretly in his heart, and then walked quickly towards Ju'an Xiaoge.

The door of Ju'an Pavilion is closed, and there is a plaque hanging on the door, on which there are four strong and powerful characters of 'Ju'an Pavilion', which can be seen from the depth of the ink color, these four words have not been written for more than a month.

It's just that Ye Hua doesn't know how to appreciate calligraphy, if these four words are taken out and sold, people who are good at writing will be regarded as treasures, copying and figuring out every day.

Ye Hua stood under the plaque, straightened his clothes, and then took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Ju'an Pavilion.

"Who? What's the matter?" Mr. Ji's indifferent voice came from the small pavilion of Ju'an.

"Mr. Ji, I'm here to deliver medicine to your red fox. Ye Hua replied loudly.

"Oh, come in. Ji Yuan thought that it was the old Chinese medicine doctor of the medical hall who sent the apprentice to deliver the medicine, so with a wave of his hand, he opened the door from the inside.

When the door opened, Ye Hua felt a breath of dusty air surging out, hitting him directly, and he suddenly felt refreshed and refreshed.

This feeling is like opening the Spirit Gathering Array and bathing in a rich aura.

After Ye Hua enjoyed himself, he walked into the Ju'an Pavilion, and then gently closed the door to prevent this clear qi from draining outward.

Facing the door is a well in the courtyard, the mouth of the well is covered by a large bluestone, somehow, Ye Hua felt that the well, there was a chill coming out, as if something unclean was pressed underneath.

The well leads to the underground, and the yin qi is the most abundant in this small pavilion, so all along, the ghost has been hiding in the well to practice, although Mr. Ji has removed it with great might, but the well has been occupied by it for many years after all, and it is different from the ordinary well.

Mr. Ji turned his back to Ye Hua and stood in front of the stone table in the courtyard, he should be tinkering with something, making a sound of 'Bang Bang Bang', the red fox was lying on the corner of the stone table and groaning, although the medicine of the old Chinese medicine can stop the bleeding, but it can't stop the pain.

And the most conspicuous thing in the courtyard is the big jujube tree, on which the leaves are green, windless and automatic, thousands of pieces, swaying neatly from side to side, like a child playing, making a natural sound of 'swish'.

"This is the spiritual root. ”

Seeing this, Ye Hua could confirm that this jujube tree was the spiritual root of heaven and earth that the monk dreamed of.

The so-called spiritual root is the flowers and trees that give birth to spiritual wisdom, and the fruits and flowers that bloom are much higher than those of the same kind, whether they are eaten or used in medicine.

How the spiritual root is generated, even in the immortal cultivation world, is a problem of the century, and it is only blamed on the word 'chance'.

If the opportunity comes, a dead tree can become a spiritual root, if the opportunity is not reached, even if it is supported by spirit stones every day, it is still a piece of rotten wood, which is unbearable.

Therefore, wherever the spiritual root is found, a big war will be set off, and if there is a special and alien species, the immortal court will also intervene and take it for itself.

Mr. Ji's ability to monopolize this spiritual root shows its strength.

No, it seems that something is wrong.

Ye Hua carefully observed the jujube tree and found that it was not transplanted later, but grew here since childhood, and the soil under the tree had no traces of renovation at all.

！！！

Ye Hua's eyes widened suddenly, could it be that Mr. Ji made this jujube tree a success.

Quite possibly.

Looking at the thickness of this jujube tree, it has been fifty or sixty years to say the least, I have not heard of any miracles before, but after Mr. Ji moved in, it still bloomed at this time, if there is no connection between the two, which one will believe it.

Could it be that this Mr. Ji has mastered a secret technique that can achieve spiritual roots?

"Hey, why are you?" Mr. Ji gently put the red fox into the newly made nest, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Hua standing in the courtyard.

Mr. Ji had been to the medical hall, so he naturally knew that Ye Hua was not an apprentice in the medical hall, and he never forgot it, and he also recognized that Ye Hua was one of the people who had just seen the excitement of the red fox.

"Ye Hua, I've seen Mr. Ji. Ye Hua respectfully saluted Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, because the ceremony that Ye Hua performed was the gift of a monk, and the etiquette of an extraordinary person. Just one action revealed his identity.

"It's you. Mr. Ji seemed to know him, and said with a smile: "But I don't know what happened to the little Taoist friend?"

"The younger generation is quite proficient in medical skills, and seeing that the doctor in the medical hall is not perfect in dealing with the red fox's wounds, he sent them with three doses of hemostasis, which not only stops the bleeding, but also relieves the pain, in the hope that the red fox can heal as soon as possible. ”

Ye Hua is not stupid, where would he say directly, I am here to apprentice, this is too abrupt. It's better to cure the red fox for Mr. Ji first, and then talk about this matter after having a friendship, so that the apprentice can have a greater grasp.

"Woo woo woo ......" The red fox was quite spiritual, as if he understood Ye Hua's words, turned his head to look at the wound on his body, and looked sad, at this time the mood was as if he had been misdiagnosed by a quack doctor.

"Okay, come and see. As soon as Mr. Ji heard that it was a matter of the red fox's safety, he hurriedly called Ye Hua over and gave the red fox a good diagnosis and treatment.

He's an idiot when it comes to medicine.

Ye Hua hurriedly walked over, first checked the red fox's wound, then opened the medicine bag and pounded it for a while, and then gave the red fox medicine.

"Woo woo......" The red fox let out a soothing cry, and the originally hot wound was immediately cool, and there was no pain at all.

Seeing the red fox showing a charming smile, Mr. Ji also smiled, and Ye Hua smiled when he saw Mr. Ji.

It's good to be satisfied.

Ye Huayan said: "Mr. Ji, this medicine is changed once a day in the morning, noon and evening, and the dosage used varies according to the degree of damage recovery......

He said a lot of things, anyway, how cumbersome it is, how troublesome it is, and Mr. Ji's head is big.

"Friends of the Trail come to this realm. If you don't have a place to live, let me stay there. Mr. Ji said.

"Thank you, sir. Ye Hua bowed and showed a sly smile.

The battle was successful, not only was he not swept away, but he was able to live in the small pavilion of Ju'an, and he was perfect, as for the apprenticeship, he would wait for it slowly.

Ye Hua is confident that he will impress Mr. Ji with his sincerity.

"Mr. Ji, I don't know if the red fox has a name?" Ye Hua asked.

"Name?" Mr. Ji looked at the red fox in the nest, and said to the red fox after a while: "From today on, you will be called 'Hu Yun'." ”

"Woo!" the red fox looked up abruptly and accepted the name.

A red cloud in the sky, it's pretty good, isn't it?