Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 80
How could the little girl have time to pay attention to him.

With a wave of her little hand, the water chestnut on the table rose into the air and flew straight into her little palm.

"Able to fetch objects from a distance at the age of five?!"

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

"Are you a disciple of Tianzong?!"

"No, no, Tianzong does not have such an outstanding disciple as you."

Seeing the man asking and answering himself, Su Qingtian raised her eyes to glance at him, tilted her head and asked curiously.

"What is Tianzong?"

Seeing Xiaowa's puzzled face, the man thought that she had never been exposed to these things because she was young, so he explained slowly.

"According to legend, there was a war between gods and demons in this continent ten thousand years ago. The demons were defeated and almost wiped out, and the rest were suppressed inside Lu Xin by the gods."

After gulping down a cup, poured another cup and drank it down, sighed contentedly, and he was alive.

Unable to hold back, the man asked curiously.

"Whoo~"

Under the candlelight, the beautiful little brother's beautiful eyebrows finally found a trace of tranquility, and Su Qingtian couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

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

The severe pain made the drowsy Xiaojiu frown painfully, her teeth rattled, and the clothes that had finally dried up were wet with cold sweat again.

"These tablets are mainly used to stop bleeding and promote muscle growth, and the effect of promoting wound healing is stronger than that of ordinary drugs."

He really wanted to know whether the medicinal juice squeezed by Su Qingtian in a special way could remove the spirit poison faster and more effectively than boiling it.

What a nonsense battle between gods and demons, what gods will return to the upper realm if they win.

The man couldn't sit still anymore, he got up and walked to the bed and looked down at the talisman on the yellow talisman, his words could not contain the surprise.

"What talisman is this?"

"Don't be too busy probing, I'm just the daughter of the Xiao family who eats and sleeps, I'm not a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, and I don't want to be a disciple of anyone else."

He is really a person favored by the heavens. With this hard-to-find talent alone, the man in the white fox mask will not easily miss the little disciple in front of him.

Talk about ascending, ascending, and descending.

The man in the white fox mask who was sitting at the table was also staring at the boy's exposed wound through the mask at this moment.

Because of the particularity of the herb itself, it takes three days and three nights of uninterrupted cooking on high fire to get a small bowl of concoction.

Look at a small stream of black and purple blood spilling from the wound.

It's all bullshit anyway.

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

"Not interested in!"

The moment the juice fell, a puff of white smoke burst out from the eversioned purple wound, and the stench permeated the room.

Before her uncle ascended to the ascension, he loved wandering around in these three thousand small worlds. It is unknown how many stories were made up, but fortunately, the delicacies brought back were quite suitable for Su Qingtian's appetite.

It's just that those powerful people in the upper realm who love to catch fame, or the loose immortals who like to find a sense of existence, often make up stories everywhere in the lower realm, just to satisfy their poor sense of vanity.

The man stared at Su Qingtian's every move, secretly amazed.

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

"I see that you are very talented, why not try it?"

The speed of his subordinates was even faster, in order to make the young man suffer less.

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

The carefree little brother is the best looking.

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

After finishing everything, Su Qingtian pushed away the obstructive man beside the bed, climbed up the stool with her short legs, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea.

Obviously, the poison has been resolved.

When he went to pick water chestnuts, he took advantage of the situation and ordered someone to investigate the identity of the little girl and her life experience. She was innocent and had never been contaminated by any sect.

This was the first time he saw someone directly use spiritual power to crush the herbs and extract the juice at the same time.

That is to say, the spiritual power in her body, the ability to fetch objects from space, and the talisman to heal wounds, everything that I can see are all created by the little girl.

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

"The four countries on the mainland are actually the places where the four gods lived separately. They established sects on the magic circle, guarding the magic circle and the demons imprisoned in it day and night, lest the demons revive one day."

The man in the white fox mask was amazed at the water chestnut juice that greatly increased the medicinal effect, when the little girl touched the armband, took out three yellow talismans, and stuck them on the boy's more serious wounds one by one.

"And the sect of the Mo country is the Tianzong."

After all the concoction was dripped in, Su Qingtian picked up a candle to light up the room that was not yet bright.

The man looked at Xiaojiu's fast-healing wound while staring at the little girl who was walking wobbly.

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

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

But the cold sweat on his forehead and clenched fists showed no sign of letting up.

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

Su Qingtian dripped the medicinal juice into the wounds everywhere, while comforting in a low voice.

"Hmm, yes."

The crushed grass foam is wrapped in spiritual power, and it is rapidly rotated and ground to extract the detoxifying grass juice inside.

"Brother Xiaojiu, be obedient and don't move."

Unexpectedly, the little girl acted as if she didn't hear it, she just stared at the dark green juice wrapped in spiritual power in her palm, and carefully dropped it drop by drop on the wounds on Xiao Jiu's arms.

As for the Zongmen, it is just a gathering place where the upper realm selects talents for itself.

"From the royal family down to the common people in the four countries, anyone who can enter the sect to practice is a blessing for Guangzong Yaozu's glorious life."

Listening, Su Qingtian couldn't help rolling her eyes.

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

It is nothing more than a cultivator breaking through a certain bottleneck and going to a bigger world to continue practicing.

"Who taught you this method?"

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

"Once you are selected, someone will help you take care of the evil spirit that hangs over the Xiao family, and your family will no longer suffer from the evil spirit."

"This kind of talisman has never been seen before, you created it yourself?!"

"If you don't like to go to Zongmen, don't go. I will be your master and only accept you as a disciple, okay?"

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

"As long as you become my disciple, you can walk sideways in Mo Country!"

"Even if you poke a hole in the sky, there will be a teacher to support you, and no one will dare to blame you!"

(End of this chapter)