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Meng Qi directly walked back from the door to the place where he lived.

She hugged the little white tiger and didn't want to meet such a curious person as Lu Qingran.

She is an ordinary disciple of Qingfenggu. The room is not big. A bed and a table and a few chairs are all made of bamboo. It looks very simple.

Xiao Baihu lazily scanned the room, Meng Qi had placed him on the only bed.

The bamboo bed is covered with cushions, not soft or hard, and it doesn't look like a girl's residence.

The little white tiger stretched his paws and lay lazily.

He watched Meng Qi take out a small tripod from the bracelet space.

The bronze cast little tripod is engraved with simple patterns. It looks rough and simple, not like an important magic weapon.

Meng Qi throws a lot of spirit grass into Xiaoding, and finally breaks apart an ore-like thing and throws it in.

She drew a rune around Xiaoding.

Of course it is impossible to use firewood to practice medicine.

High-level medical practitioners generally look for a handy flame that is used to refine medicine.

Most of these flames are spiritual, and the flames that can be used for refining medicine are very powerful. It is not that Meng Qi ’s current cultivation can be used for his own.

This symbol array was also taught by her master.

Meng Qi's master is a master of refining, which is more popular than medical training in the three thousand world.

But if you can really reach the level of her master, you can turn the decay into a magic, one stone and one wood to draw the symbol array, and a little refining, you can become a powerful magic weapon.

Meng Qi and his time are too short, all learned is fur.

However, the mentor was very kind to her. When the two met, Meng Qi was not a founder, and the other did not mean to be disgusted and impatient.

Instead she taught her a lot.

For example, teach her to refine her natal weapons.

Work with her to study with interest, how to use medicinal materials as a carrier on the pill, and load the magic law.

Another example.

Meng Qi's fire control amulet used for refining medicine was originally very powerful.

In the three thousand world fire control rune, it can be ranked in the top ten of the fire away.

If it is used by the powerful audience, it can let a thousand miles into a raging flame and burn everything in the world.

When Meng Qiren selected the fire-control rune for Meng Qi, he finally chose this fire-off formation.

He spent a whole month doing his best.

Finally, this rune array, which could only be used by cultivators above the Yuan infant period, was simplified into a rune array that could be used by Meng Qi, who had just formed a knot.

Of course, as she improves her cultivation skills, her character array will become more and more powerful.

The faint flame ignited, pulling back Meng Qi's thoughts.

Her eyes were fixed on the bright flashes of fire, and in a short moment, the fragrance of medicine had spread out.

This is the power of the Fu Array, which can double the time of refining medicine.

Meng Qi is only in the period of practicing gas.

When her cultivation level is improved, her rank will also increase.

By the time she can also fly soaring, she may be able to take medicine in one breath.

master.

Meng Qi wrote these two words on the table subconsciously.

She only knew that the teacher came from the hidden world sect of Western Realm.

Without knowing the other party's name, no one in the Eastern Realm knew him.

and so

Meng Qi's eyes became firm, and she would definitely go to the west.

No matter what the relationship between the white-robed man in the record of the Elder Law of Burning Heaven Palace and her mentor is, she will always go to the Western Realm to see for herself.

Rune flames burned out quickly.

A small ball of green ointment remained in Xiaoding.

The fragrance is tangy, and it makes people feel relaxed just smelling it.

Meng Qi took out the ointments, turned around and walked to the bed, leaned over and gently held the front paw of the little white tiger.

"It may be a little painful." She had a soft voice and blew gently while holding the small white tiger's claws. "Hold on, Xiaoqi."

Little White Tiger ""

Who is Xiaoqi

The medicated ointment was attached to his forepaw, and it smelled very comfortable.

But the moment I touched the wound, it was hot.

In an instant, it seemed that something had penetrated into the wound.

this is

The little white tiger looked up at Meng Qi, and there was a trace of surprise in the blue eyes.

What a delicate mind.

There was even a healing method in the ointment.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he remembered the little silver knife.

Although it looks rough and rudimentary, it is still very inferior, but the character array on the knife is familiar.

That shouldn't be a rune of a 3,000-world energy practice.

Even in the demon world, it is also the talents of the big demon royal family.

This ointment is significantly more effective than the pills Meng Qi gave him in the canyon.

The small white tiger's front paws had always been oozing with fine blood.

After the ointment was applied, although the wound was very painful, the blood seemed to stop.

Meng Qi always held the paw of the little white tiger and gently raised it.

"It seems to work." She smiled at him slightly and took another pill into his mouth.

A soft fingertip rubbed the white tiger's lips, and a light medicinal fragrance similar to the pill came from the cool fingers.

Xiao Baihu's body froze again.

He has never been so close to the opposite sex.

It should be said that no woman dares to approach him like this.

but

This feeling doesn't seem to be bad.

Little White Tiger subconsciously licked his lips.

The medicine fragrance has long since dissipated, but he is lying on Meng Qi's bed.

The light and medicinal fragrance seems to be everywhere.

Not thick, but always surrounded him.

A small ball of ointment was quickly absorbed by the wound.

The original pain on the wound gradually relieved the burning sensation brought by the ointment.

No one spoke in the room, only Meng Qi's breathing sound was long and calm.

She always held the paw of the little white tiger and waited patiently for the ointment to be absorbed.

For half an incense, the ointment was completely absorbed, and even the last trace of medicinal gas did not enter the wound.

The wound on the paw of the little white tiger was gradually exposed, and there was no wound that blood oozed out.

Inside the wound, there was a gleam of silver.

Before Meng Qi was happy for too long, the blood was oozing again and the wound was refilled in the intertwined light.

what is this

She was not surprised.

If it could be cured so easily, she would not feel troublesome.

This silver thing should be the culprit that caused the little white tiger to bleed.

But what is this

Meng Qi gently lowered the paw of the little white tiger and looked up at the roof.

All the poisons she had been exposed to in the past and present flashed quickly in her mind, and none of them met this situation.

"Xiao Qi." Meng Qi reached out and rubbed his head. "I'm going to the door of the bookstore."

Although Qingfenggu is small, it has always been a school for more than one hundred years and nearly two hundred years of cultivation.

The disciples of the disciples returned to Zongmen, and they will record and record their stories along the way in the bamboo slips and turn them in to the Tibetan bookstore in exchange for a certain contribution from the school.

All of these books can be found in the library.

The elder who manages the library is Elder Yan.

He is also the teacher who most admires Meng Qi in the Breeze Valley.

Meng Qi left some drugs around the room that could prevent people from intruding at will, and then turned back to a lazy little white tiger.

In fact, even if you don't look at the face of the white-robed man who looks like a teacher.

Meng Qi also wanted to cure the little white tiger.

It's really super easy to touch

Mengmeng, soft, fluffy.

Meng Qi closed the door and walked briskly towards the book-collection pavilion at the back of the school.

At this time, the sun sets and the warm sunset glow shines on the mountain where the Breeze Valley is located.

This time should be the most lively time in the door just after the day of practice.

She walked all the way, but she didn't see any of them.

Meng Qi didn't see the elder Yan who was guarding here sitting cross-legged on the chair until he walked into the bottom of the library.

A row of bamboo slips floated in front of Elder Yan.

Without seeing how he moved, those bamboo slips quickly flew upward.

Meng Qi has seen this situation many times, but still can't help but look up in the direction of bamboo slips.

The bunker pavilion in Qingfenggu is not large, and the four-story building is hollow in the middle.

On either side are tall bookshelves from the floor to the roof.

The upper base focuses on overlapping bamboo slips

A spiral staircase goes up to the third floor of the bookstore.

Further up, there will be no stairs.

Most of the bamboo slips stayed on the first floor and flew to one of the bookshelves to fall.

There was only one, slowly flying to the third floor, and landed on one of the still empty shelves.

"Meng Qi." Elder Yan opened his eyes.

He seemed to be in his early thirties, wearing Qingfenggu's green robe.

The long hair bundled up on the top of the head, obliquely bundled by a characteristic bamboo slip.

"Elder Yan." Meng Qi respectfully respected the first salute.

"The disciple wants something to ask the elder for help."

Elder Yan did not ask her anything, and her eyes swept over her face. "There are noble guests coming to the door today, and the disciples called the disciples to meet in the hall. Why are you here?"

The "noble guest" Meng Qi froze for a moment and reacted.

Just now Lu Qingran was waiting for Chu Tianfeng outside the mountain gate. It should have been the person who burned the temple.

Did it come so fast?

She just cured Chu Tianfeng not long ago

But this has nothing to do with her.

She was in the dungeon for the rest of her life, and she survived the crisis in a shock.

this time

Be careful, she will be fine.

"The disciples don't know." Meng Qi answered honestly.

There was a faint smile in the eyes of Elder Yan. "I heard that it is the Master of the Burning Palace and the old man in his doorway, you don't want to meet"

The Master of Burning Heaven Palace is also well-known in the Eastern Realm.

The handsome young man is also a genius of spiritual practice.

There are indeed many women who want to practice with him.

"There are heads and sisters and brothers, and it doesn't matter if the disciples don't go." Meng Qi replied respectfully.

And no one really told her to go.

"What's the matter with you?" Elder Yan smiled more intensely.

"There is a poison. After the poisoning, there will be silver marks on the wound, which makes people bleed." Meng Qigong asked respectfully "Does the elder know this poison?"

"Oh" Elder Yan closed his eyes.

Meng Qi waited patiently.

Elder Yan Xiuwei is still at the top of his masters, especially the medical technique, and has already taken the lead to enter the realm of Sipin.

Meng Qi had heard about the elder in the door.

It is said that he once wished to travel all over the world and rule all over the world.

So every other year, he will leave the door to go out to travel.

Because of this, he does not hold any position in the door.

In addition to the elder's fictitious name, that is, when he stays in the door, he will guard the library.

Elder Yan hasn't personally taught his disciples so far, and the disciples in Qingfeng Valley are not particularly keen to worship under his seat.

In contrast, the head, or other elders with positions.

Becoming their own disciples is obviously much better in the eyes of the disciples.

"There is a kind" Elder Yan opened his eyes slowly, "The bamboo slips are for you, you can read and study by yourself."

He was talking while waving.

A small bamboo slip fell from the fourth floor and stopped in front of Meng Qi.

"Thank you elders." Meng Qi headed again.

She was about to ask the elder a few more questions, and there was a rush of footsteps outside the library.

Two disciples of Qingfenggu hurried into the library.

After greeting the elder Yan first, they turned to look at Meng Qi.

Both disciples looked strange.

Their eyes flickered and said to Meng Qi, "Sister Meng Qi, the elders and the elders of Fen Tian Gong want to see you. Come with us to the hall." Anti-theft no anti-theft report wrong chapters for seeking books and chatting with book friends, please add qq group 647377658 group number