She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 66 Three years later

About half a year later, the epidemic has been well controlled, and there are no longer a large number of people infected and dying.

Zhou Ling thought that although the mission this time was a little more difficult, it was still a good deed to help the world and save people.

She decided to do good deeds to the end, and began to prepare alchemy.

It is no longer a cure for the plague, but a vitality pill that can save lives at critical moments.

The herbs she used for the Vitality Pill that she refined in Beiyuan were not available here, so she thought about the formula for more than two months, and finally she was able to find an existing alternative herbal medicine.

She plans to use three years to make a batch of pills.

Except for the people in Shu, all were sent to Guanxia.

Ever since, Zhou Ling used the silver taels given by the emperor and her own savings to buy medicinal materials in several cities.

The business that was already delayed due to the plague, those merchants happily gave the lowest discounts one after another.

It was already five months before the carts were transported to Sichuan.

Zhou Ling has already moved out of the City Lord's Mansion for the convenience of refining medicine.

She settled down in a house with two entrances and two exits that Li Hou found for her.

"Hurry up, move in for Master Zhou!"

"You little bastard, what are you looking at! You can see the immortal teacher?"

"Hey, master, the immortal master is really too good-looking, I can't hold back."

"Tsk, then you are the younger brother who has never met an immortal master, and that is the boy who would blush when the fairy of Nine Heavens sees it..."

There is no shortage of gossip among the noisy sounds of carrying goods.

The 11-year-old Hua Rong stood on the roof, listening to the evaluation of Zhou Ling in the bustling crowd.

Without exception, it is all praise and admiration.

He was sore and couldn't move.

Guagua squatted aside, blinked his eyes wide, and said, "Little Lingzi will go to retreat to refine medicine for three years."

Hua Rong responded with a "hmm".

Guagua said again: "Does your lord want to go back to the palace?"

From the Forest of Exile to the present, it seems to be a long time, but it is actually only five years.

Five years as a monk is too short.

But they have never retreated, and they have lived together day and night for five years.

In this way, the speed of time passing is actually the same as that of ordinary human beings.

And Lord Lingwang didn't go back to the former palace.

Guagua received a message from a friend of the Yaozu a few days ago:
Because the news that Lord Spirit King had left the forest of exile aroused concern in the three realms, but the monsters and demons who had followed King Spirit were overjoyed, and they were looking for King Spirit everywhere, wanting to respectfully invite him back.

After searching for five years, I finally sensed the spirit king's breath appearing in the human world.

As a result, people with different thoughts from the Three Realms came to the Human Realm at the same time.

Hua Rong's eyes followed Zhou Ling who was drying the medicinal materials in the yard, and replied coldly:
"Wherever Lingling is, I will be there."

Guagua continued to persuade: "My... my lord... but they..."

The adults must have noticed it long ago.

Huarong's temper is becoming more and more gentle now, and occasionally he will show human troubles, and from time to time he will taunt quack for fun.

At this time, he was very impatient, and he turned Quack into an old man with a flick of his sleeve.

"Go down and give Lingling some medicine"

After the words fell, Hua Rong's figure disappeared on the roof.

Reappearing is already above the peak on the edge of Shu.

The dark clouds roared and rolled, and the thunder sounded.

The tall man ignited a flame with one hand and turned his back with the other.

Idle clouds and wild cranes are noble and elegant.

"Go back and don't appear in front of me"

Hua Rong's cold spring-like voice uttered hoarsely, like jade beads dropped into a plate.

It's just that the voice contained a chilling warning.

I saw hundreds of people walking out of nowhere behind him, and they were so pious that they half knelt down.

"Respectfully invite your lord to return to the palace!"

Hua Rong was dressed in a snow-white tunic, which set off his stern face like the coldness of a mountain peak.

The soul of ice and snow, the essence of the bright moon are condensed in the eyes.

"One last time, go back"

No one answered.

　Old Mother Jiu: It's not easy for me, I'm fighting monsters in my dreams, and I wake up in the morning with a stiff neck! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)