Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 1063 The Love of the Ancient Great Witch (36)
Mo Jia hugged Long Ling'er, but did not leave the Evergreen Continent.

He is now in the location of the Wu Clan, which is extremely far away from other realms, and it is very inconvenient to leave.

And because of the difference between the Wu Clan and other races, Moga didn't dare to take the risk of Long Ling'er's face injury, so the only choice was to find an alchemist with excellent medical skills nearby in the Evergreen Continent for treatment.

As the owner of the Evergreen Continent, Moga can know all the situations in this continent with a single thought, and appear in front of the best alchemist in the Evergreen Continent with Long Ling'er in his arms.

There is no distinction between pills and medicines, and alchemists can do medicine. Without the choice of a brilliant pharmacist, the fifth-grade alchemist Moga can make the best choice now.

If one had to compare with the alchemists of the Great Thousand World outside, this alchemist would definitely be incomparable.

However, in the Evergreen Continent, a small thousand world where only soul-refining cultivators exist at the highest cultivation level, this fifth-rank alchemist is already the top existence.

As the world's top alchemist, Gao Hua is naturally highly respected. He is the only person in the entire Evergreen Continent who can refine the elixir needed by the soul-refining monks, so he is naturally sought after by everyone.

No one wants to offend an alchemist, especially when there is no choice.

Therefore, Gao Hua's residence is not only luxuriously furnished, but also has first-class defenses so that others cannot disturb him casually.

So when Gao Hua saw Moga suddenly appearing in front of him, he was shocked: "Who are you? How did you get in?"

The aura on Moga's body was terrifying. If it wasn't for this, Gao Hua might not even be able to ask these two words, and just drive him out.

Moga didn't talk nonsense, but directly said to Gao Hua, "Cure her!"

As he said, he found a soft couch on his own, and put Long Ling'er on it carefully, for fear of accidentally hurting her, and even more afraid of getting her face.

Even when she was in a coma, Long Ling'er was very attached to Moga, she held on to his skirt and did not let go, making Moga unable to straighten his waist, so he had to hold her hand and sit on the edge of the soft couch.

Long Ling'er's hand was held by Moga, and after a while, he slowly let go of his skirt.

Immortal Gao Hua was directly shocked by Moga's anti-client behavior, and it took him a long time to respond, almost rushing to Moga and shouting: "Who the hell are you? Come here to act wildly here?"

Moga glanced at him coldly, and said softly, "Shut up, keep your voice down, and don't disturb her."

Immortal Gao Hua: "..."

Where did this monk come from? He is so innocent that even he, a fifth-rank alchemist, is ignored, and his behavior is similar to that of a robber, and he scolded him so naturally.

Moga was already displeased and said: "What are you doing in a daze? Come over here to see her injury, and deal with it as soon as possible."

Immortal Gao Hua actually walked towards the soft couch to inspect Long Ling'er's injuries, and when he was about to lean down to take a closer look, he suddenly came to his senses, no, why is he so obedient?

This man will do whatever he asks him to do!
He is a high-level alchemist, so many monks would be terrified when they saw him, for fear of offending him and making him angry, and there would be no more pills to use in the future.

But the person in front of him was very easy to instigate him, it was no different from instigating a servant to settle his score.

Gao Hua looked at Moga with an angry face: "This is my residence, please go out."

Moga frowned. Originally, he was thinking that he was the only fifth-rank alchemist in the Evergreen Continent. He didn't force him too much, and wanted him to have some autonomy.

But since he feels so good about himself, let him be obedient.

As soon as Moga's consciousness was concentrated, a thought went directly into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Immortal Gao Hua could only feel dizzy for a while, and when he woke up again, he had already become respectful: "Master!"

Moga actually looked down on him, even if he took servants, he would not take the weak, but at this time, he didn't care so much, and if he really counted, he was really the master of all the monks in the Evergreen Continent .

Moga ordered him: "Cure her wounds. Do everything possible to heal her, move gently, don't let her wake up from the pain, don't let her leave scars on her body."

Immortal Gao Hua lowered his head, and replied very humbly: "Yes, master."

For a monk, the trauma is actually not difficult to treat, but Long Ling'er's face was injured too badly, so the so-called treatment is almost equivalent to regrowing the whole face.

If Long Ling'er's cultivation is now required to reach the state of concentration, she can reshape her physical body without even needing treatment, but she is now a monk in the spirit lake state, and because she has suffered a serious injury, she needs to be healed. Spend some time.

But in Gao Hua's view, it's not incurable, after all, it's just trauma.

If she wanted the skin on her face to grow back, she needed to refine the elixir that removes putrefaction and regenerates muscle. Fortunately, this elixir is not difficult to refine, but it is just some spirit herbs that make Gao Hua difficult.

A herb called "White Rot Grass" is used in the De-rot Shengji Pill. It grows in extremely shady places, so it is difficult to find it. Even if it is found, there may not be someone who can resist the extreme cold around it to pick it.

Moreover, the habit of this white rot grass is very strange. When it grows, it needs an extremely shaded place, but once it is picked and stored, it needs an extremely sunny environment to maintain its medicinal properties.

This is one of the reasons why white rot grass is so rare.

And what's even more deceitful is that this "white rot grass" is still the main medicine of the saprophytic pill, and there is no other thing that can replace it.

Gao Hua only felt that his head was getting bigger, and he said to Moga with some anxiety: "Master, there are not enough medicinal materials for alchemy, and the saprophytic muscle grass can't be refined."

After he finished speaking, he was ready to take on Moga's anger, but who knew that there was nothing like that at all.

Moga looked at Long Ling'er on the soft couch, without even raising his head, and asked him very calmly: "What's missing, just tell me."

That tone is as simple as what to eat today.

Gao Hua wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and told about the "white rot grass". In addition, just in case, he also said that there are several kinds of alchemy that need to be used, but there are not many spirits in stock. Grass.

Then he anxiously waited for Moga's order, whether to let him go to the reward task and let the monks find it, or go directly to the auction rooms in the major squares to find it.

Immortal Gao Hua waited for a while but didn't hear Moga's voice, so he couldn't help but secretly looked at him, and saw Moga leaning on the head of the bed, holding Long Linger's hand in one hand, closing his eyes and meditating, at first glance, It also made people think he was asleep.

Gao Hua didn't know whether he should wake him up to remind him, so that he could continue to meditate. When he was struggling, Moga on the bedside suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)