The elder sister of Jianzong became the rival Bai Yueguang

Chapter 72 Exchange, Exchange, Exchange, Exchange: Macaroni can stabilize the spiritual root
Run away after hitting someone.

Before Liu Qiqi could react, Nan Wuyou and Xiaotuanzi had disappeared.

Xiaotuanzi said angrily: "I will definitely tell daddy that this aunt is not a good person, wait for daddy to come back and vent her anger on sister!"

Nan Wuyou couldn't help laughing, and rubbed Xiaotuanzi's head, "Be obedient, don't cause trouble for your father."

medicine garden.

Mu Zhaozhao was not the only one in Mu Zhaozhao's medicine room, Nan Wuyou almost blurted out "Zhaozhao", and obediently bowed after seeing another person present, "Greetings to the uncle of the eleventh master, greetings to the uncle of the seventeenth master."

The Eleventh Elder, Nanling's former Eleventh Junior Sister, was named He Xiangxiang.He Xiangxiang and Mu Zhaozhao belong to the same school of medical practitioners, but unlike Mu Zhaozhao, He Xiangxiang is obsessed with all kinds of famous flowers and herbs, but he learns orthodox swordsmanship. He can only be regarded as half a medical practitioner, but he is a serious swordsman .

"Nan Wuyou?"

He Xiangxiang, who was leaning on the medicine cabinet, stood up straight, walked towards Nan Wuyou with his arms folded, looked at Nan Wuyou a few more times, and then clicked softly, "Unless there is a serious illness, Zhao Zhao will not personally Treat juniors. You are capable, and you can get the senior brother in charge to open the back door and let Zhao Zhao take care of you in person."

Nan Wuyou resentfully said: "Uncle Eleven is serious."

It turned out to be another one who didn't like her.

She admitted that she was really not worthy of the name of Luo Qingchen's head as her current disciple.Although she is in love with Luo Qingchen, it is actually similar to having an affair.

"Nephew, I am warning you." He Xiangxiang retracted his eyes and said in a cold and serious voice, "The mistress of the head garden is of great importance. The position of the head wife is beyond your imagination."

"Daddy's marriage, daddy can't make the decision himself?" Xiaotuanzi retorted unconvinced, "Daddy likes my sister. If you are not satisfied, auntie, you can go to daddy. You shouldn't embarrass your sister here."

He Xiangxiang frowned and lowered his eyes, his cold eyes moved to Xiaotuanzi, "I heard that you are the son of Senior Sister Nanling?"

Xiaotuanzi snorted, as a tacit consent.

He Xiangxiang squatted down and looked at Xiaotuanzi at the same level, and turned a red brocade box out of thin air in his hand. After opening it, there was a small white jade lock. He Xiangxiang put it around Xiaotuanzi's neck. Tuanzi looked melancholy, as if he was missing an old friend.

"I have a good personal relationship with your mother. Later, your mother was seriously ill. The brother in charge hid your mother tightly. I missed your full moon ceremony. I didn't know you existed until recently. This meeting ceremony is indeed a bit late. .”

"Sister..." Xiaotuanzi looked at Nan Wuyou in a daze. He knew that Nan Wuyou belonged to Nan Ling, "This aunt should be a good person and not malicious."

Facing Shangnan Wuyou, He Xiangxiang's attitude immediately changed again, and he scolded in a cold voice: "Back then when Senior Sister Nanling left suddenly, the senior brother and Sister Nanling's husband and wife were more affectionate than Jin Jian, and my nephew replaced my master. , are you not afraid of retaliation from your master's resentment when you dream back at midnight?"

"At that time, the disciple will definitely plead guilty to the master and ask the master for forgiveness." Nan Wuyou said silently in his heart, just come, I am afraid that I will not succeed?

He Xiangxiang snorted coldly, "Just acting on the spot, putting on a show."

Nan Wuyou replied forcefully, "Master is magnanimous, presumably he will not blame the disciple."

He Xiangxiang glared at her viciously, "Shameless, dirty people's eyes."

"Wuyou, come here." Mu Zhaozhao called to the door of the medicine room's cubicle.

The one who avoided He Xiangxiang wanted to cut her cold eyes, Nan Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief, Mu Zhaozhao said softly: "Sister He doesn't know the identity of the senior sister, and her words are indeed too aggressive, senior sister, don't take it to heart."

Nan Wuyou was quite magnanimous, she spread her hands helplessly, "Luo Qingchen brought me all this trouble, I can't help it if he insists on bringing me out, why do I blame Eleventh Junior Sister?"

After the routine inspection, Mu Zhaozhao was a little worried, "Brother Sect Leader has adjusted your breathing for Senior Sister for so long. Although the turbulent flow in your spiritual veins has been resolved, Senior Sister, your spiritual root is still unstable. Your cultivation base is too strong now. , there are signs that the spiritual root is about to be broken, and it may be too late to stabilize the spiritual root."

Nan Wuyou asked: "What should I do?"

Mu Zhaozhao said: "I have the medicine to stabilize the spiritual root, but I lack a medicine guide. Although the medicine without medicine guide has a strengthening effect, it is extremely slow. It can only alleviate but not cure."

Nan Wuyou asked: "What is Yaoyin?"

"Microcarpus." Mu Zhaozhao was in a dilemma, "Macarina is extinct, and I can't find a substitute for it yet."

"Macaroni, I have it." He Xiangxiang led Xiaotuanzi over, "I have the last macaroni in this world, but I don't want to give it to you."

Mu Zhaozhao frowned, "Sister He, don't make things difficult for her."

"Please help Eleventh Master Uncle." Nan Wuyou bowed respectfully, "No matter what conditions Eleventh Master Uncle asks, this disciple will agree."

"I know you have a high level of cultivation, so I won't make it difficult for you." He Xiangxiang is quite talkative at this meeting, "If you want macaroni, you can exchange it with Dongliju."

"Auntie," Xiaotuanzi tugged at the corner of He Xiangxiang's clothes, raised his head and begged in a low voice, "My sister wants this grass to save her life. Can Auntie give my sister this grass first, and then ask her to find that chrysanthemum? won't be coming back."

"Okay," He Xiangxiang didn't expect to agree so readily, turned his head and walked out, "Nan Wuyou, remember to fulfill your promise."

"She won't lie to me, will she?" He Xiangxiang agreed too quickly, Nan Wuyou felt that something was wrong, and turned to Mu Zhaozhao to ask for confirmation, "Is the macaroni of Eleventh Junior Sister real?"

"Senior Sister, you can rest assured that Sister He's herbs are absolutely real." Mu Zhaozhao felt wrong. He Xiangxiang's herbs are priceless, and she cherishes them very much. When did she feel so refreshed?
Not long after, He Xiangxiang came back.

It was indeed macaroni, Mu Zhaozhao had already confirmed it, and then left to boil the medicine. Nan Wuyou and He Xiangxiang were in the same room again.

He Xiangxiang still looked at her in all kinds of dislikes, "This kind of crime of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors is enough to send you to the platform of questioning and punish you with a thousand sticks. You don't know how to restrain yourself."

Nan Wuyou said sincerely: "When the master is not around, the disciple is not considered to be deceiving the master. As for the following crimes, the uncle used the disciple as a substitute for the master, and the uncle's purpose is not pure, so the disciple's success in ascending to the position cannot be entirely blamed. disciple."

He Xiangxiang was annoyed by her words, and scolded in displeasure: "Smart teeth, confusing right and wrong."

When Mu Zhaozhao came back, He Xiangxiang was obviously depressed, Nan Wuyou stayed aside as if nothing had happened, and smiled at her.

"Worriless." Mu Zhaozhao gave the medicine bowl to Nan Wuyou, "After taking this medicine, you can meditate and exercise your skills, so that the medicine's effects can fully integrate with the spiritual roots."

Nan Wuyou followed his advice.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, the spiritual light leaked out from his whole body.Nan Wuyou suddenly frowned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)