Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 457 Meeting Guests at Mengyu Terrace

Inner Valley.

After the first round of assessment on identifying medicinal materials, Xixin finally found an opportunity. He stuffed two spirit stones into his pocket and asked a senior brother to help him deliver the letter to the disciple next to the old pharmacist.

Before he could receive any news, the second round of assessment began. Xixin had no choice but to put the matter aside and concentrate on the assessment.

Dream Fish Terrace.

An old man with a sage-like demeanor sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his veil fluttering like mist and clouds. Beside him, a little medicine boy sat on a ladder, pounding medicine in a mortar. The crisp sound of pounding medicine sounded at a very high frequency, like a beautiful piece of music.

Suddenly, the sound of pounding medicine stopped.

The little medicine boy looked over and saw a senior brother in a blue shirt walking towards Mengyu Terrace.

"Focus." The old pharmacist said.

The little medicine boy lowered his brows. He stood up holding the mortar, stood to the side, made way, and continued to pound the medicine.

Boom, boom, boom.

There were muffled sounds coming from the stone mortar, three long and one short, three heavy and one light. The blue-shirted monk walked up to the Dream Fish Platform, bent over and said, "Master, there is a letter."

"Well, hand it over." The old pharmacist slowly opened his eyes.

He reached out to take the envelope, raised his hand and wiped it, the restriction on the letter was erased, the old pharmacist narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Since returning from Xishan, the old pharmacist has been depressed. Seeing his master smiling, the man couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's in the letter that makes the master so happy?"

The old pharmacist said, "I have a friend who is much older than me. His junior sister is visiting Donggu. Go and invite her over."

The little medicine boy listened with his ears perked up. A hint of surprise appeared on his clear face. He unconsciously said, "Master's friend regardless of age?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the little medicine boy slapped his mouth. He was talking too much again.

The master said that one cannot talk while pounding medicine.

The old pharmacist glanced at him calmly, and rarely did he scold him. He looked at his disciple and said, "Remember, entertain him well."

Zang Qing nodded in agreement.

After he left Mengyu Terrace, he remembered that he did not know the girl, so he had to find the person who sent the letter. However, he was told that the letter came from a medicine boy in the Foundation Establishment Realm in the outer valley.

The medicine boy named Xixin is now taking the assessment for alchemists.

Zang Qing came to the examination hall and waited.

Several inner valley disciples respectfully called out, "Senior Brother Zang Qing."

Zang Qing nodded slightly: "Don't worry about me, just focus on your own business."

After waiting for two hours, the second round of assessment finally ended. As soon as Xixin walked out of the lobby, he was called away.

He scratched his head in confusion, and saw a senior brother in blue clothes waiting for him on the stone bridge.

Xixin bowed and said, "Hello, Senior Brother."

Zang Qing looked at him for a moment and asked, "Where is the girl who asked you to deliver the letter now? The old pharmacist wants to see her."

Xixin thought to himself, "It turns out that Fuzhu's senior brother really knows the old pharmacist!"

He said quickly, "Brother, Fu Zhu is in Room 13 of the Outer Valley. She is very beautiful and has a clean temperament. Brother, you will recognize her at a glance."

Zang Qing disagreed in his heart. He thought that the appearance of all living beings was nothing but beauty and withered bones. What was the use of beauty if there were only beauty and withered bones?

Only a young monk like this would still focus on beauty and ugliness.

Zang Qing put his hands behind his back, hummed, and said, "Okay, I understand. Just prepare for the next test and strive to become a pharmacist as soon as possible, and enter the inner valley in the future." He was just being polite, but Xixin was very moved and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your concern, senior brother!"

Watching Zang Qing's back disappear from his sight, Xixin let out a breath. The matter with the talisman beads was completed, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

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At the mouth of the valley, the two spirit beasts opened their eyes lazily, and then fell into a deep sleep again during the peaceful days.

As long as the old pharmacist is not making pills, no villains would dare to come and attack him on weekdays.

Zang Qing left the valley and went straight to Room No. 13 that Xixin had mentioned. His master had told him to call someone, but nearly three hours had passed.

He calmed his breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

The sound of knocking on the door reached Fu Zhu's ears, and she woke up from her meditation, got off the bed and opened the door. It was a strange blue-shirted monk with Nascent Soul cultivation level, which was pretty good.

Before Zang Qing could see the other person's face clearly, he said, "Are you the junior sister of Mr. Li Wuxia, Miss Fuzhu?"

"My name is Zang Qing, and I am the fourth disciple of the old pharmacist. I am here on the orders of my master to invite you to the Mengyu Terrace for a chat."

He raised his head, paused slightly, and finally understood what Xixin said.

The other person was very young, looking only eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, shining as brightly as the day and as clear as moonlight.

More importantly, Zang Qing was completely unable to sense her realm.

This could only mean that either she had a magical weapon that concealed her realm, or her cultivation was higher than his.

But Zang Qing didn't dare to ask rashly. When passing by the valley entrance, the two spirit beasts were suddenly startled, woke up, opened their eyes vigilantly, and sniffed Zang Qing.

He endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but scolded: "How dare you! Let me go now!"

The two spirit beasts were in the form of tigers. When they were bullied by Zang Qing, they looked aggrieved, swung their tails, jumped onto the stone pier, and turned into stone statues.

It was not until the two of them entered the inner valley that the tiger's eye opened again.

The layout of the inner valley is completely different from that of the outer valley. The number of medicinal fields in the inner valley is reduced, and more pavilions and towers have been built, some on the water and some in mid-air.

Various bridges connect the passages, and there are spirit birds circling overhead, with one or two feathers occasionally falling down.

Fu Zhu looked at the scene in Donggu with curiosity. On an exquisite round platform, there lived two thousand-year-old wild beasts that looked like white cranes. Their feathers were as white as snow, and there seemed to be moonlight flowing on them. Their slender necks were raised high, like a jade flute.

Zang Qing introduced: "That is the wild beast Heyu. We only have two of them in Donggu. Heyu has a gentle temperament and will not attack people."

Fu Zhu nodded.

She had heard of He Yu's name at the Xishan auction.

Donggu is really rich. Along the way, Fuzhu was amazed. It turns out that alchemists are so rich.

But why is Third Brother so poor?
After arriving at Mengyu Terrace, Fu Zhu saw the figure of the old pharmacist through the layers of gauze curtains.

To her surprise, the water was in the sky, and a ladder led to the Mengyu Terrace. There was clear water on both sides of the Mengyu Terrace, and there were all kinds of fish in the water.

They all seem to be wandering in the air with nowhere to rely on.

The sound of gods pounding medicine came from above my head.

Zang Qing stood at the ladder and bowed slightly: "Master, Miss Fuzhu is here."

A gentle voice came from the veil: "My friend, please come to Mengyu Terrace for a chat."

Fu Zhu glanced at Zang Qing. She did not choose to fly the sword or the wind. Instead, she lifted her skirt and walked up the ladder obediently.

A little medicine boy holding a stone mortar looked at her curiously. The sound of pounding medicine stopped, and he immediately reacted. He turned sideways and stood at the edge of the ladder to let Fuzhu pass.