Sitting back in place, Luo Qingyin sighed softly, her hair was messed up by the wind, and a few strands hung down from her sideburns, she brushed her hair, pulled out the hairpin and pulled it again.

The phoenix-shaped hairpin has a natural warmth that warms her hands.

She held the hairpin, and her eyes fell on Zi Yunchen's body.

She knew that it was not a mortal thing.

But she couldn't see how loud it was.

The ink monkey looked unreliable, but she was familiar with all kinds of elixirs and spirit herbs, and maybe she knew it, so she stretched out her hairpin to the ink monkey.

"Broken Monkey, do you know this thing?"

The ink monkey stretched out his paw and pulled it, and said with a lack of interest: "A hairpin made of the heart of the fire attribute divine wood." ”

Luo Qing shook his hand and said in surprise: "What did you say?" The Heart of the Sacred Tree? ”

"A woman who has no knowledge." The ink monkey looked at her with disdain, "Each elemental attribute has a corresponding divine tree, and naturally there is a corresponding divine wood heart, what's so surprising?" Chirping. ”

Luo Qingyin looked at Zi Yunchen lying on the ground in a daze, and suddenly didn't know what to say, and the three treasures that unlocked the seal, the spiritual essence liquid, the heart of the divine tree, and the ten thousand years snow ginseng.

He helped.

The heart of Shenmu, he gave it to her, but he didn't say a word.

Its practical Shenmu heart for monkey wine is enough.

Zi Yunchen doesn't owe her.

But he was still willing to take her to find the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng.

The warmth of the hairpin extended from the palm of her hand to her heart, and at that moment, she felt a touch of unprecedented emotion in her heart.

She thought that except for Mama Xie, no one else was willing to do so much for her.

She only thought about keeping her distance from Zi Yunchen, but she didn't expect that he would pay so much for her.

At this moment, the frequency of the heartbeat has changed.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that no matter what she treated him, he regarded her as a precious friend.

Being chased and killed by the Medicine King Palace, she didn't care so much about it for the time being.

In life, she understands how rare it is to have someone who is good to her.

She silently swore in her heart that Zi Yunchen was good to her, and she would definitely pay it back!

She got two of the three treasures, but she didn't know how to use them.

The ink monkey knows more about these aspects than her, and although her personality is a little stinky, she is more reliable than humans, and thinking of this, she can't help but ask, "What is the role of the heart of the divine tree?" ”

"Stupid again, right? Creak! The ink monkey jumped in front of her and looked at her with disdain, "Your soul contains three dominant attributes, which are water, fire, and wood, but the dantian is sealed. If you want to break the seal, you must attack all three at the same time. The heart of the divine wood is wood, but it contains the fire attribute, and it can barely be used, you just need to find another treasure for the water attribute, just do it. ”

Luo Qingyin exclaimed, "How do you know that my dantian is sealed?" ”

The ink monkey bared his teeth and said: "Ye has been by your side for so many days, even if you can't see it, you can feel it, squeak!" ”

Luo Qingyin was speechless.

However, there are times when animal intuition is much more sensitive than humans.

The ink monkey is not an ordinary monkey, and it is normal to be well-informed.

After a moment's thought, she raised her head and asked, "The spirit essence is a water attribute?" ”

"Squeak! Finally a little insightful. The ink monkey looked like an uncle, crossed his legs and said, "With them, you can open the seal." ”

"I have the essence of the essence now! Will you be able to open the seal soon? Luo Qingyin was pleasantly surprised, she was finally about to embark on the path of cultivation. However, she didn't understand a little, "Zi Yunchen said, I still need to get 10,000-year-old snow ginseng." ”

Now she believes that Zi Yunchen will not harm her, he said that he needs 10,000 years of snow ginseng, and he must have his reasons.

"10,000-year-old snow ginseng is a super tonic, squeak!" The ink monkey thought about the white and tender snow ginseng, and it was so hungry that it jumped into Luo Qingyin's hand and said flatteringly, "The longer the seal, the more serious the damage, and the ten thousand years of snow ginseng used to replenish the body can prevent you from dying because your body can't stand it when you open the seal." ”

I see.

It turned out that Zi Yunchen thought so thoughtfully for her, and this heart was really ......

"Squeak, if you get the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng, can you share half of it?" The more the ink monkey thought about it, the more greedy he became, and his saliva was dripping out.

Luo Qingyin smiled and said: "I haven't skimmed the eight characters of the ten thousand years of snow ginseng, and I will talk about it when I see something." You help me, and I won't treat you badly. ”

"That's what it sounds like, squeak!" Thinking that there would be 10,000-year-old snow ginseng to eat soon, the ink monkey happily held his tail and circled in circles.

One, two, three......

The ink monkey suddenly stopped and said, "Woman, after unlocking the seal, you must go to learn alchemy, and in the future, you will be able to eat the pill as a bean, squeak." ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at it: "You have already eaten the pill as a bean just now." ”

"Those pills are hard to eat and die, there are many impurities, cutting corners, and the medicinal materials are not old enough, if it weren't for the hunger, the master would disdain to eat them."

The guy who doesn't know the blessing in the blessing really wants to beat him.

"Let's go to find the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng immediately, squeak, I can't wait."

"No, he's not awake from his drunkenness. Wait for him to wake up. ”

The ink monkey jumped on Zi Yunchen's body dissatisfied, pulled his face and his clothes with his paws, and after a while, Zi Yunchen was ravaged so that his black hair was scattered and his clothes were disheveled, reflecting the drunken red tide, a scene of being loved.

Luo Qingyin's heart trembled slightly, if she was seen, she might be regarded as a female pervert.

"Broken monkey, don't make trouble." Luo Qingyin's face turned red and asked, "Do you have any sobering pills?" ”

The ink monkey scratched on his stomach, "No." But there is a way. ”

Seeing that it didn't make any movements, there was an extra herb on its paw, and it used its claw to crumple the herb into a ball and stuff it into Zi Yunchen's mouth.

Luo Qingyin didn't have time to see what kind of grass it was.

"He'll wake up in a minute." The ink monkey's eyes rolled slightly, with an expression of invitation.

After a while, Zi Yunchen, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly moved.

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's really effective?" ”

However, Zi Yunchen's eyes did not open.

Luo Qingyin leaned over and immediately found that things were not as he imagined.

Because, although Zi Yunchen didn't open his eyes, he showed a painful look on his face.

The muscles of his whole body twitched uncontrollably, and fine sweat secreted from his forehead, and his chest rose and fell frighteningly.

He seemed to be enduring great pain, and the fingers of his hands were even inserted into the ground, and he clenched his teeth tightly, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, but he did not make a sound.

"What's going on?" Luo Qingyin held him down and turned his head to look at the ink monkey, "Is there something wrong with the herb you gave him?" ”

The ink monkey covered his face weakly, "This is the only herb that can make him wake up quickly, Squeak." ”

A guy who has not achieved enough and has more than he has failed.

Luo Qingyin didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, so she grabbed it and asked, "What are the side effects?" ”

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