Where does the little girl have to pay attention to him.

I saw her little hand wave, and the flower grass on the table rose into the air and flew straight into her little palm.

"You can pick up things by air at the age of five?!"

Even a man who can transform into wind can't help but exclaim.

"You are a disciple of the Heavenly Sect?!"

"No, no, the Heavenly Sect doesn't have a disciple as good as you."

Seeing the man asking and answering himself, Su Qingtian raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, tilted his head and asked curiously.

"What is the Heavenly Sect?"

Seeing that Xiaowa looked puzzled, the man thought that she had never been exposed to these things because she was young, and slowly explained.

"According to legend, there was a great war between gods and demons in this continent 10,000 years ago, and the demons were almost completely wiped out, and the rest were suppressed by the gods in the heart of the land with a formation."

"Before the Protoss ascended to the upper realm, the four gods were left to guard the magic circle."

"The four countries on the continent are actually the places where the four gods live separately, they have established sects on top of the magic circle, and they guard the magic circle and the demons imprisoned in it day and night, so as not to resurrect the demon clan one day."

"And the sect of the Mo Kingdom is the Heavenly Sect."

"From the royal family to the common people in the four countries, anyone who can enter the sect to practice is a blessing for the glory of the ancestors."

Listening to this, Su Qingtian couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Not interested!"

What a hellish war of gods and demons, what god clan will return to the upper realm after winning.

It's just those powers in the upper realm who love to sell their fame and reputation, or the scattered immortals who like to find a sense of existence, and they make up stories everywhere in the lower realm, just to satisfy their pitiful vanity.

Before her master ascended, she loved to wander around these three thousand small worlds, and I don't know how many stories were made, but fortunately, the delicacies brought back were quite suitable for Su Qingtian's appetite.

It is said that there are all kinds of things that take off, ascend, and descend.

It is nothing more than that the cultivator has broken through a certain bottleneck and gone to the larger world to continue cultivating.

Therefore, there is no so-called god race in this world.

As for the sect, it is just a gathering place for the upper realm to select talents for its own family.

In short, it's all bluffing.

"I think you're quite talented, why don't you give it a try?"

The man under the mask of the white fox chuckled softly and said seductively.

"Once selected, someone will help you deal with this evil aura that envelops the Xiao family, and your family will no longer suffer from evil spirits."

The little girl pursed her lips, lowered her head and put the flower rhombus in the palms of her hands, and then turned her whole body's spiritual power to crush the branches and leaves of the grass pole.

The crushed grass foam was wrapped in spiritual power, and it quickly rotated and grinded to extract the grass juice that could detoxify inside.

"Don't be busy tempting, I'm just a little girl who eats and sleeps in the Xiao family, and I'm not a disciple of the Heavenly Sect and the Earth Sect, and I don't want to be a disciple of anyone's family."

The man stared at Su Qingtian's every move, secretly surprised in his heart.

Although it is not easy to obtain, it is even more difficult to extract the juice from it.

Due to the particularity of this grass itself, it needs to be boiled for three days and three nights on a high fire to obtain a small bowl of medicinal juice.

This was the first time he had seen someone directly crush herbs with spiritual power and refine the juice at the same time.

"Who taught you this method?"

Finally, he couldn't hold back, and the man asked curiously.

Who knew that the little girl didn't seem to hear it, just stared at the dark green juice wrapped in spiritual power in her palm, and carefully dropped it drop by drop on the wound of Xiao Jiu's arms.

The moment the juice fell, a faint white smoke instantly emitted from the outward-turned blue-purple wound, and the stench spread throughout the room.

The severe pain made the sleepy Xiao Jiu clench his brows in pain, his teeth rattled, and the clothes that had finally dried out were wet with a cold sweat again.

Even so, the teenager showed no signs of waking up.

If this poison hadn't been resisted by the evil in his body, I'm afraid it would have penetrated deep into his bone marrow and taken away his little life.

"Brother Xiaojiu, don't move."

Su Qingtian whispered as she dripped the medicinal juice into the wounds everywhere.

The speed of his subordinates increased more and more, in order to make the boy suffer less.

Perhaps it was the little master's soft and glutinous voice that came into his drowsy mind, Xiao Jiu's trembling body gradually relaxed, and his brows stretched slightly.

But the cold sweat on his forehead and his clenched fists showed no signs of slackening.

The man in the white fox mask who was originally sitting at the table was also staring intently at the young man's exposed wounds through the mask at this moment.

He really wanted to know if the effect of Su Qingtian's special way of extracting the poison of the spirit was faster and more effective than boiling it.

After all the medicinal juices were dropped, Su Qingtian picked up the candle flame to illuminate the room that was not very bright.

Look at the small puff of black-purple blood spilling from the wound.

She gently wiped it with a handkerchief, and the black blood gradually turned bright red.

Obviously, the poison has been cured.

"Whew~"

The little girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her small sleeve to wipe the sweat oozing from her forehead.

Under the candlelight, the beautiful little brother's good-looking eyebrows finally got a trace of calm, and Su Qingtian couldn't help but smile.

Or the carefree little brother is the best-looking.

The man in the white fox mask was surprised by the sap of the flower rhombus that had greatly increased the medicinal effect, and saw the little girl touch the sleeve cage, take out three yellow talismans from it, and stick them on several of the young man's more serious wounds one by one.

"What kind of talisman is this?"

The man couldn't sit still any longer, got up and walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at the talisman on the yellow talisman, and couldn't suppress the surprise in his words.

"I've never seen this kind of talisman before, you created it yourself?!"

"Uh-huh, yes."

The little girl nodded, looking at her results with satisfaction.

"These sheets are mainly used to stop bleeding and build muscles, and the effect of promoting wound healing is stronger than that of ordinary drugs."

Su Qingtian, who was busy with everything, pushed away the man who was in the way on the side of the bed, took a short leg and climbed up to the stool, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

After drinking a cup, he poured another glass and drank it, and sighed with satisfaction to come back to life.

The man looked at Xiao Jiu's rapidly healing wound while staring at the little girl who was walking leisurely.

When he went to pick flowers and herbs, he took the opportunity to order someone to investigate the identity of this little girl and what happened to her life, and she was innocent and had never been contaminated with any sect.

That is to say, the spiritual power in her body, the ability to retrieve things from the air, and the talisman to heal wounds, everything as far as her eyes can see are created by the little girl herself.

is really a person who is favored by God, just with this hard-to-find talent, the white fox mask man will not easily miss the little disciple in front of him.

"If you don't like to go to the sect, you won't go, I'll be your master, and I'll only accept you as an apprentice, okay?"

The man strode over to Su Qingtian and sat down, watching the little girl continue to tempt.

"As long as you become my disciple, you can walk sideways in the territory of Mexico!"

"Even if you poke a hole in the sky, there will be a teacher for you to stand up, and no one will dare to complain about you!"

(End of chapter)