Could it be that my master is ugly again? Even Aunt Jinhua doesn't want to mention him!

Although I didn't speak, Aunt Jinhua seemed to understand that I was confused, so she approached me and whispered in my ear, "I saw that your immortal root was not strong, so I called a master to help you stabilize the immortal root. ”

The word eccentricity is very appropriate, although I am a little afraid of Aunt Jinhua, it is only because she has a cold temperament, and she does not smile on weekdays, thinking that these great immortals are so arrogant, and my master of raising herons is the same, since it is universal, it doesn't hurt. But she is still very good to me, and I can't figure out why she is always more tolerant of me, so it seems that it is the word eccentricity that can explain it!

That's it, that's it, if you don't mention it, you won't mention it, but I'm by no means an ungrateful person, and this water will definitely keep Master Yanglu in my heart, and I dare not forget it.

Slowly, slowly, I touched my waist, and then I touched my whole body, where was my red fan? I panicked, thinking that I had left this fairy magic weapon somewhere, and almost forgot that this was not an ordinary fan.

I thought a trick in my heart, and a red light flashed in front of my eyes out of nowhere, and the red jade fan suddenly hung above my forehead, holding a wine jar, and both fell into my hands.

"It's not, a red fan. Aunt Jinhua's eyes were half hesitant, and she said lightly, "He actually handed this thing over to you." ”

"My aunt also recognizes this fan, this is a fairy gift from Master Beilu to me for self-defense, but it's easy to use!" Unexpectedly, this folding fan is still a famous corner, and Aunt Jinhua can actually call it famous.

"This kind of immortal thing is only used for self-defense. Aunt Jinhua muttered intently, stroked my hair bun after speaking, and said gently, "You must make the best use of your things, and you can't avoid your master's painstaking efforts." ”

Speaking of hard work, I looked at the wine jar in my arms, this heron master really has a good memory, and he didn't forget to explain my lotus heart wine before leaving, he is really a careful eye fairy who is not willing to eat at all.

"You go back to Beichuan to taste it, don't give me a drop left. These words suddenly appeared in my mind, and I was very troubled, but when I thought about it again, I couldn't remember the appearance of my heron master, only that he was so good-looking, and he was really good-looking.

This symptom has continued, and now I have been back in Beichuan for three days, but this forgetfulness has not diminished at all, and now this heron master only has a vague good face in my mind, and that plain snow white clothes. I write his name on paper every day, even if I forget his name one day.

After I returned, I worshiped the old man of the medicine valley with Xin Silkworm and Bai Tong, and Qiqing and Zishu were not with us, but they worshiped the Hongqing Immortal Monarch from the West Sea, but most of us had the same miserable life. I went to the mountains with Xin Silkworm to pick some herbs during the day, crushed them, classified them, and read the "Book of Ten Thousand Medicines" at night, and read the three watches. At this time, they had to learn the awkward water mantra day and night, and they must have been very tired when they thought about the appearance of their blue and black eyelids on the second day.

At this time, I missed the days in the fantasy world very much, and practiced the falling flowers and flowing water with the heron master every day, and when I was hungry, there were ready-made delicacies in front of me, and when I was tired, I leaned under the begonia tree, watching the master dance the sword, thinking about that time, I was really in the blessing and did not know the blessing!

In comparison, although our Beichuan is the only place in the Northern Wilderness that accepts immortal disciples and teaches them seriously, Beichuan has never taught some techniques of fighting and fighting, not like Master Yanglu taught me, only teaching us how to do some practical things with immortal methods. For example, collecting medicine to lead springs, making wine and flowers, calling the wind and recognizing poison, and so on. In short, the pond of water lotus, the bridges and ditches, the fairy grass and trees in the heavenly realm, all the objects you see, are all made by us Beichuan.

"I knew that after 4,000 years, I wanted to be accompanied by this herb every day, so I fled from Beichuan early and went to another place. Xin Silkworm held a dog's tail grass in her mouth, kicked the back basket left by her feet, and sighed in the shade under the tree.

This Xin silkworm is a big talker, and his temperament is not like that of some mulberry silkworms who only stay in one place on weekdays.

"Then where are you going?" Bai Tong smiled lightly and accosted.

"Do you know that there is a family surnamed Nan in this Heavenly Realm God Clan?" Xin Silkworm got up and started to tell a story.