The Evil King and the Mad Concubine

Chapter 127

Opening the back door of the stone house, Qu Yan thought that he would see a forest or flowers and plants, but he found that it was a circled medicine garden with lush medicinal herbs, but the medicine garden is not big, only the size of two stone houses. size.

"This is the medicinal materials that I picked from various mountains when I was free. Look at the ones you know. Some of them are just ordinary medicinal materials." The dean explained to Qu Yan.

Qu Yan nodded, and began to walk along the path stepped out of the medicine garden, looking at it while walking, and then the name of a medicinal material popped out of her mouth from time to time, and the dean nodded repeatedly from behind.

Ordinary herbs, Quyan, have basically been identified in her previous life, because sometimes she goes deep into the mountains to work, and if she is injured, she will pick herbs to save her life. Identifying fresh herbs is a compulsory course for special forces.

"What kind of medicinal material is this? This disciple has never seen it before." Qu Yan found a medicinal herb with a giant gear leaf in the corner, and couldn't help asking curiously, because it looked very special, and she would never make a mistake in the future .

"This is saber-tooth grass. Many elixirs in the Bingling Realm require this herb, but it is highly poisonous when used alone." The dean patiently explained later.

"Poisonous weed?" Qu Yan pursed her lips, but looking at the appearance of the herb, she really didn't think it was a good medicinal material.

"Girl, you are really talented. Okay, I will try to teach you alchemy, but alchemy requires too many medicinal materials, and I don't have many here, so I need my disciples to go out and do tasks to accumulate medicinal materials, and you are no exception."

"Of course, the disciple will not only be a pharmacist, but also will not fall behind in cultivation. Otherwise, if he has no strength to save his life, even a pharmacist will have to die." If Qu Yan can only choose one of the two, Qu Yan will have no choice. Choose to practice aura without hesitation, not a pharmacist, and you can only do other things if you have the strength to save your life, right?

"Well, it's just a dual purpose. I'm afraid that you will be slow on both sides, and the gain will not be worth the loss in the end." The dean was a little entangled.

"No, don't worry, Dean, I know what I choose, and I won't regret it." Qu Yan replied seriously, "And isn't the strength of the dean so high, and the alchemy is also good? The disciple must also OK."

"Cough, cough, cough." The dean coughed again, making Qu Yan guess what he meant. Could it be that he is not strong?impossible!That means the level of alchemy is not high?But after all, they are already good, that is, they are better than the average person.

"From now on, you go to the morning class in the morning, and come here in the afternoon. If the old man is here, I will teach you the basic alchemy." The dean said after thinking for a while.

"Yes, thank you, Dean!" Qu Yan's face was full of excitement. Her wish to come to the academy had finally come true, and she knew she could do it. Sure enough, before doing anything, she must have confidence in herself.

The dean walked back, and asked as he walked: "Girl, I heard that Master Liao said that you want to learn the Lingxiao Kungfu? I see that you already have the kungfu."

"Ah! Hehe, that's right. When I went up the mountain, I had already prepared a kung fu. If I couldn't learn the Lingxiao kung fu, I would take a step back and learn my own kung fu, which was passed down from our family's ancestors. "Qu Yan could only say.

"Is the Lingyun technique handed down from your family's ancestors?" The headmaster suddenly turned around, looking at Qu Yan with a sword-like gaze.

(End of this chapter)