Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 604 Are You Sure He Is Your Father

Yue Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and raised her head to look at his face that was already so withered, "Master, you gave me all the medicinal energy in your body?"

Hua Ruyu waved her hands indifferently, "You are my apprentice, what can't I give you?"

"..." He said it lightly, but Yue Qingmo stared blankly at him speechless.

Hua Ruyu is a pharmacist, and her practice is the way of medicine. Most of her cultivation base will be transformed into medicinal energy to cure diseases, save lives and even fight.

In other words, medicinal energy is his entire cultivation base.

Hua Ruyu saw that she was about to cry, and teased her with a smile, "You don't think Master is old, do you? From now on, I will be a useless old man, you have to help me die. "

At his age and state, it is almost impossible to start all over again. Without the nourishment of the medicinal energy, his inner alchemy will soon dim and shatter, and he will truly become an ordinary old man.

Yue Qingmo got up with hot eyes, knelt down in front of him, kowtowed three times, "Master."

"Disciple, as long as you can save your cultivation, it's nothing..." Hua Ruyu's movements were already very slow, and her words were weak, "It's just a pity that you don't have wood spirit veins, so you can't raise the temperature of the medicine. "

The medicine qi belongs to wood, so it is very difficult for her to practice medicine without wood spirit veins, and it is also very difficult to store the medicine qi.

Yue Qingmo blurted out almost without thinking, "Master, don't worry, I'll go and grab it back."

Hua Yuerong nodded slowly and turned around to go out, "You take a good rest, you will be able to get out of bed in ten and a half months."

Walking tremblingly, even crossing a threshold has to hold on to the door frame to barely cross it.

Yue Qingmo knelt on the ground and looked at his old figure, with only one crazy idea in her mind - to snatch back the wood spirit veins.

Even if he chased him to the Heavenly Dao League, he still had to draw back the spirit vein from Bai Qingyi's Bichi.

She wished she could go right away, go right away, go now.

"What are you doing?" A surge of enthusiasm made her hair stand on end, just as Wang Qi came in, he quickly helped her up from the ground, "Go and lie down, we'll talk about it later if we have anything to do."

Yue Qingmo was helped to lie down on the bed, then sat up unwillingly and gritted her teeth, "Ah Qi, can you help me figure out the whereabouts of a person?"

"Birthday horoscope." Wang Qi was very happy to see her so excited.

"Around March of the Gengwu year? I don't know about the others."

"Have I seen that man?"

"No."

Wang Qi was speechless, "Sister, how can I count on you?"

Yue Qingmo pondered for a moment, "It's my half-sister, can I use a rough horoscope and my blood to deduce it?"

"That's fine." Wang Qi directly took out a strange tortoise shell, pierced her finger with a hairpin and dripped blood on it.

The blood melted in, and all the lines on the turtle's shell lit up, and strange patterns of images floated in the air.

Wang Qi rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked carefully. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, "Sister, are you kidding me? Are you sure you have such a blood sister?"

Yue Qingmo blinked, "Eh, could it be that the birth date is wrong?"

Wang Qi was speechless for a moment, "Forget it, just give me your father's birth date."

Bai Cangxuan is the head of the family and a member of the imperial court. He celebrates his birthday every year, and Yue Qingmo really knows his exact date of birth.

After Wang Qi heard it, he immediately deduced it. After finishing the calculation, he looked at Yue Qingmo contemptuously, "Are you sure this is your father? He has no blood relationship with you."

(End of this chapter)