After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 71 The Disciple Is Guilty
There is only a problem with taking care of her personally. Master must have discovered something, and her blood is contained in the body without being noticed. When it falls on the ground, even monsters and demon cultivators can be clearly distinguished. Will Master also...

Since the master chose to take care of her personally, she has no plans to say anything about it for the time being. She should rest in peace of mind and explain to him after the injury recovers.

In the next few days, Master did not come to see her once, and it was only then that Lingyin realized Mo Yun's mood.Fortunately, every time Mo Yun delivered medicine, he would tell her interesting things about the outside world, and finally passed the difficult time.

The trauma has healed, and the rest only needs to be recovered by her careful meditation and recuperation.So after she was able to get out of bed and walk, she hurried to a cave at the foot of the mountain.

"Master, I ask to see you." There are some things that need to be said, anyway, the master treats her like his own life, and now he is the brother's savior, so he is no longer an outsider.

After a while, the enchantment outside the cave dissipated, and she walked in, and the fragrance of pills in the cave was lingering, it can be seen that the master has been refining medicine here and taking care of the senior brother.

After apprenticeship, she got information from Mo Yun that Daoist Qingyue was originally a single wood spirit root, but was framed by members of the clan, who poisoned him with ice poison, which accidentally stimulated the hidden ice spirit root in his body. Since then, He became Mu Bing's dual spirit root.

Among the monks, in addition to the five common spiritual roots, there are three special spiritual roots of ice, wind, and thunder. With one of them, the overall cultivation speed of the monks will be much faster, and there will be no bottleneck before the transformation of the gods .

In addition, Daoist Qingyue himself is a rare immortal cultivator who is rare in a thousand years, with super good luck, the right time, place and people, which created the myth that he became a late-stage monk who was less than two thousand years old.

So when he was selecting an apprentice, he had extremely strict requirements, and it took him hundreds of years to pick her out from the crowd.

Every time Lingyin thinks about it, she feels that her luck is not bad, it is simply against the sky.

"Master," she quickly glanced at Qing Tingyu who was still unconscious on the stone bed, saluted Qingyue Daoist who was holding two medicine bottles beside the bed, and sincerely apologized, "Master, this disciple is guilty, and I am here to accompany you." explain."

Daoist Qingyue slowly looked away from the bed, his eyes were not exhausted, but extremely bright, and beckoned her to pass.

Lingyin was a little dazed, but obediently passed by.

The sleeping Qing Ting Yu is like a sleeping beauty lying in a crystal coffin, quiet and deep.

"Master, there is something..."

"Everyone has a secret. I didn't want to say it at first, and I don't want to say it in the future." Daoist Qingyue interrupted her, "To be honest, I have never healed a person like him, although all the wounds on his body have healed, But he hasn't woken up yet..." He pondered for a moment, "He is your elder brother, you should know how to save him, Master is tired, go back to the cave to rest first."

After finishing speaking, Lingyin had two more emerald green medicine bottles in her hands, watched him leave calmly, and saluted respectfully.

The master is really unpredictable, and he always maintains an expression on his face, which makes people unable to see the slightest clue.

She looked left and right at the medicine in her hand, he pointed the medicine bottle at senior brother just now, did he want to give it to him?It's nice to see him being cured.

For the time being, put the medicine bottle aside, force out three drops of heart essence blood and feed it to the senior brother, then sit by the bed and watch.

From sunrise to sunset, seeing that he was still awake, he poured out two pills, "Brother, it's me, obediently, I want to take the medicine."

He was very guarded, and when he was feeding blood, it might be because he was instinctively attracted to her blood, but when he got the pill, he would not open his mouth no matter what.

(End of this chapter)