Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"What exactly did you use? I can smell them all are very simple and common toxins, not very strong herbs. Why can they cure my poison?" The old man tried the properties of the medicine, but he couldn't understand it.

"This..." Feng Qingyue teased the silly Bi Chan, thinking of wrong words in her heart.The level of medicine in this world is indeed ridiculously low. Although this old man is already very good, what he knows is still limited. But the old man looked puzzled, and regarded Feng Qingyue's detoxification as a miraculous skill.

"It's my fault for asking this formula. It's my fault." The old man pondered for a moment, then suddenly made up his mind, "In this way, I will regard you as my teacher. If you teach me these things, I will not spread them to the outside world."

As he said that, the old man suddenly bowed to Feng Qingyue. For an old guy who is so arrogant to the core, it is already very difficult to bow to others.

"No, no, no..." Feng Qingyue wanted to say that there is no need to be so troublesome about being a teacher, but unfortunately, she was misunderstood by this old man. [

"That's not okay? Don't tell me, do you want me to kneel down? Yes." The old man was about to kneel down as he spoke.

"Apprentice, stand still." Seeing such an old man about to kneel before her, Feng Qingyue really felt that she was dying.Appreciate the teacher, just worship.Although, his first apprentice had such a long life.

"Little master." The old man is indeed an excellent and obedient apprentice, he called master without pressure and was very calm, although he added a small word.And when he heard Feng Qingyue's words, he immediately straightened his bent legs and looked at Feng Qingyue with a look of thirst for knowledge.It makes people wonder if he didn't want to kneel in the first place.

Hearing this awkward address, Feng Qingyue quietly took a few pieces of paper and asked "Continental General History" to rub the simple pharmacology. Although "Continental General History" could not speak, the functions were still available.

"This is simple medicine." After handing the things to the old man, Feng Qingyue always felt that something was missing, "Apprentice, what gift do you want?"

"Little master, it is already the greatest favor that you are willing to teach me this knowledge, and I don't need a meeting gift." The old man held the medicinal knowledge of medicinal materials like a baby, and then digged and dug out in his arms, and took out a stick. Translucent milky white, there are about two long flutes, but there is something the size of a fist at the back of the flute, which looks a bit like gourd silk, "Well, little master, let this flute be my apprenticeship ceremony .”

Feng Qingyue took the flute, put it on her lips, and with a little distance, she blew out a syllable, the sound was clear and sweet, and finally it became a complete tune.This old apprentice naturally doesn't know what song Feng Qingyue is playing, but if a modern person hears it, he will definitely spit out, because what she is playing is not any other famous song, but a beginner must know it. The track, "Little Star".

The old man stared dumbfoundedly at Feng Qingyue holding the flute and playing the sound easily and it became a tune. After Feng Qingyue played the sound, the five poisonous insects started to stir up. The old man watched for a while, and suddenly He slapped his thigh, "No, little master, come with me!"