Chapter 617 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (17)
A cold, handsome face looked a bit paler than yesterday, and his thin lips had lost some of their color.
Jiang Tang stood still, looked at the other party, and shouted tentatively.
"Master?"
The man turned around and sat on the soft floor in the room, lying on his side leisurely. His long jade-like hair hung down to his chest, exuding laziness.
Jiang Tang followed and stood beside him.
"You won't suffer a loss if you take me on as your apprentice. Just don't let me go back to being a carrot."
"Your spiritual roots are still shallow."
Immortal Lord Wuchao looked at Jiang Tang and waved, his wide sleeves slid down, his wrists were cold and white and thin, and he also wore a piece of pure white silk on his wrist. Each jade finger seemed to be a carefully crafted work of art, with slender knuckles. exquisite.
Jiang Tang stepped forward and squatted down, and saw Immortal Wu Chao pulling off the white silk ribbon from his wrist, tying it three times around the leaf and rhizome of Jiang Tang's head, and tied it tightly into a knot.
In this way, the leaves are tied by the wristband, and a section is left hanging behind the head, like a small rowan, cute and cute.
Jiang Tang reached out and touched it, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"A spiritual belt to help you cultivate your spiritual roots."
"This leaf of mine is a spiritual root?"
Jiang Tang didn't know where other people's spiritual roots were, but they definitely didn't grow on their heads like hers.
Immortal Lord Wuchao looked at the emerald green in front of him and raised his hand to flick it. The little leaf immediately trembled and swayed from side to side, with its white wristband fluttering.
Jiang Tang frowned, thinking that this leaf was also part of her body, how could she resist such bounce, so she reached out to hold her head.
"Don't break it."
The man's eyes moved slightly, losing some of their coldness.
"The spiritual root is the lifeblood. Since it grows outside, it must be well protected to avoid death without a complete body."
Jiang Tang looked indifferent.
Hey, could you please stop saying such cruel things to a simple and cute little carrot?
However, Immortal Wu Chao seemed much easier to get along with today, and he even took the initiative to interact with her.
Jiang Tang felt very happy, and he beat Xianjun's legs with his little fists.
"Master, please teach me how to fly."
"It's a little trick, you can figure it out yourself."
Jiang Tang: ..."Then what can you teach me?"
I have already understood it myself, so why do I need a master?
Immortal Lord Wuchao lowered his eyes slightly, and a faint white light flashed across his snow-white fingertips. The white light changed ever-changing, and finally settled into a small pill with a very light color.
The pill floated leisurely in front of Jiang Tang and fell into her palm.
"This is?"
"Wuxian Pills, used for basic healing."
When Jiang Tang heard this, his eyes lit up.
"It's amazing! Don't you need a furnace to make medicine? You can do it with one hand!"
Immortal Lord Wuchao listened to Jiang Tang talking about an old man, his handsome face was slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice.
"I am very old?"
Jiang Tang was stunned. The next second, her desire to survive made her shake her head wildly.
"You are not old! I am not doing this to express my admiration. If you don't like it, I won't say it next time."
"Well, in the world of immortality, I am still a young man."
"..."
Gradually, Jiang Tang discovered that this handsome and handsome immortal king seemed to be somewhat different from his appearance.
"I will teach you how to make medicine and make elixirs."
Jiang Tang almost forgot that this beautiful Immortal Lord was not only a superb magician, but also a world-famous Medicine Immortal.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Well, go back to the fields."
The man pointed lazily outside and signaled Jiang Tang with his eyes.
"Why do you have to go back..."
In the end, Jiang Tang returned to his original form and played carrot squats alone.
The white and tender radish is also tied with a pure white ribbon, fluttering in the wind.
(End of chapter)