The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

"Master, Master, I am Quercus"

Ye Qingyue talked for a while, until he mentioned Yan Qiao's existence, the courtyard door slowly opened.

"Grandmaster!"

When the old man saw Yan Qiao, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly opened the door.

"Master."

Ye Qingli's tone was full of helplessness.

Yan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he looked at him like this. He didn't look like he was being invaded by demonic energy at all.

"Okay, okay, Yue Yue, you will also accompany Master." After saying that, the old man looked at Yan Qiao with a smile, "Master, please come this way."

"Okay." Facing the old man's invitation, she nodded with a smile.

"Master, let's go..." Just as Ye Wunian opened his mouth outside, he was pushed back by the suddenly closed courtyard door.

"Master, isn't this too partial?"

"Is this the first day you knew?" A person next to him glanced at him lightly and said.

Hearing this, Ye Wunian could only swallow the rest of his words and turned to look at the disciples following him with a fierce look on his face.

The people inside did not know the scene outside the courtyard gate, and no one cared about it.

The old man took him to the tea room inside and served Yan Qiao a cup of tea respectfully. Then he slowly said, "Thank you, master, for taking the trouble to teach me, my disciple."

Ye Qingyue had suppressed the smile on her face at this time, and stood obediently aside to serve tea and water to the two of them.

"It's her talent." Yan Qiao's words were not meant to comfort the two of them.

She indeed chose to teach Ye Qingyue because she saw that he was talented and loved alchemy very much.

"It is her blessing to have the master's teachings in her three lifetimes." The old man smiled and shook his head, "Without your teachings, she would still have difficulty getting started."

"Also, I have seen the elixir you refined. I have probably not seen such a good quality elixir on Blue Star for hundreds of years.

Not to mention that some very special techniques were used. There are no such ancient records in our ancient medical community, and they may have been lost long ago. "

"And you are still willing to teach this child Quercus, this is really..."

As he spoke, the old man became more and more excited, and even choked up in the end.

Yan Qiao interrupted him, nodded and said, "She has been studying very hard."

The old man finally came to his senses and wiped the tears from his eyes apologetically, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. If I weren't already old, I'd probably want to become your disciple."

Hearing this, the expression on Yan Qiao's face became slightly stiff.

Mainly because his expression when he said this was a bit too sincere, and his eyes were full of expectation.

What to expect?
  Could it be that she expected her to accept him as her apprentice and teach him how to make alchemy?
  Thinking of this, Yan Qiao raised her eyes to look at him and said in a cold voice: "If you want to learn, you can ask Qing Yue to teach you."

There is really no need for everyone to worship her as their teacher.

Not to mention that she doesn't accept disciples at all. Even if she does, she is already a little older, and she doesn't bother with the old man's hobbies.

Although Yan Qiao did not let go, what she said still made the old man's eyes light up.

He quickly said: "Sun Xingzhi, you can just call me Xiao Sun."

Little grandson?

Yan Qiao's mouth twitched slightly. Facing such a face, she really couldn't scream.

Yan Qiao raised his hand, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Qing Yue has learned a lot now. If Mr. Sun wants to know anything, just ask her directly." "My main task today is to give You get rid of the demonic energy in your body, but I don’t think you, Mr. Sun, are infected with the demonic aura.”

Speaking of this, Mr. Sun sighed slowly, "This is all thanks to our sect's treasure."

"If it hadn't been for this treasure left by my ancestor, I might have died suddenly on the day I was infected with the demonic energy."

"The things are in my room. I'll take you to see them."

"That's fine." Hearing this, Yan Qiao nodded and put down the teacup in his hand.

Mr. Sun stood up and walked in front, Yan Qiao fell half a step behind him, and Ye Qingyue followed silently behind them.

Passing through the corridor, you reach the inner room.

This place doesn't look like a place where people live, but rather like a place where sacrifices have been made.

Yan Qiao had some guesses in her mind.

Mr. Sun looked at all this with a little nostalgia in his tone: "The God of Medicine is enshrined here. Our ancestors once said that our God of Medicine is extremely effective, and the medical skills we have are also inherited from the God of Medicine."

"It was only later that the Medicine God no longer had any efficacious effects, but worshiping the Medicine God has become an indispensable thing for us."

Yan Qiao's eyes slowly fell on the lifelike statue, his eyes flashing slightly.

She felt an inexplicable power fluctuation on it, and she didn't know what it was.

Mr. Sun raised his hand and groped on the seat cushion of the statue. After a while, he slowly stood up.

"This is it, Master, look at it."

With that said, Mr. Sun handed over the thing in his hand.

“The day I was infected with demonic energy, I could hardly control the dark thoughts in my heart, and I almost did something to destroy the sect.

It wasn't until I came here to worship the God of Medicine that I suddenly found myself feeling much clearer.

So from then on I stopped letting those disciples in, and I never went out again.

Until one day when I was cleaning, I suddenly discovered that once I got close to this bead, it would become extremely bright, and my heart would become a little clearer. "

Yan Qiao took the bead in his hand. After hearing his words and seeing what the thing looked like, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Teacher, how are you?" Seeing such hope, Ye Qingyue felt a little anxious.

Yan Qiao just lifted the bead lightly and pointed it at the light in the room, as if he was carefully observing the structure inside.

After a while, he slowly put the things away and said in a cold voice: "This bead has the effect of concentrating the mind and clearing the soul. It can just suppress the demonic energy overflowing in your body."

“This bead can be considered a spiritual weapon, and it can be used for a long time.

But now it has almost exhausted its energy in order to suppress the demonic energy in your body.

If you want to be full again, put this bead in a place with sufficient spiritual energy, and you can continue to use it after a while. "

Hearing Yan Qiao's words, a flash of surprise flashed in Ye Qingyue's eyes. Why couldn't she understand something like a spiritual weapon?
  But she understood that this little bead seemed very powerful and could actually suppress the evil spirit.

After hearing this, Mr. Sun understood a little bit and quickly thanked Yan Qiao.

When Yan Qiao handed the thing to him, he put the beads back in place.

"The demonic energy in your body is too strong. If you want the bead to slowly purify you, it will take at least a year."

Yan Qiao paused and continued: "You find a quiet and comfortable place, and I will remove the evil spirit from you."

Mr. Sun had a bright smile on his face. (End of chapter)