The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 618 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (17)

A cold handsome face looked a little paler than yesterday, and the thin lips lost some blood.

Jiang Tang stood up, looked at the other party, and called out tentatively.

"Master?"

The man turned around on his own, sitting on the soft bed in the room, lying on his side leisurely, his long black jade-like hair hanging down to his chest, exuding laziness all over his body.

Jiang Tang followed and stood beside him.

"You won't suffer from accepting me as an apprentice, so don't let me go back to be a carrot."

"Your spiritual roots are still shallow."

Immortal Wuchao looked at Jiang Tang, beckoned, his wide sleeves slid down, his wrist was cold, white and thin, and there was a piece of pure white silk between his wrists, his jade fingers looked like finely crafted works of art, with slender knuckles exquisite.

Jiang Tang stepped forward and squatted down, and saw Immortal Wuchao tore off the white silk belt from his wrist, tied it three times around the leaf rhizome of Jiang Tang's head, and tied it tightly with a knot.

In this way, the leaves are bound by wristbands, leaving a section hanging behind the head, like a small rowan, so cute.

Jiang Tang stretched out his hand to touch it, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"A spiritual belt to help you cultivate your spiritual roots."

"This leaf of mine is a spiritual root?"

Jiang Tang didn't know where other people's spiritual roots were, but they definitely didn't grow on the head like hers.

Immortal Lord Wuchao looked at the emerald green in front of him, raised his hand and flicked it, and the little leaf immediately swayed from side to side, fluttering with a white wristband.

Jiang Tang frowned, how could this leaf be a part of her body, how could she resist such a flick, so she stretched out her hands and hugged her head.

"Don't break it."

The man's eyes moved slightly, and his indifference disappeared.

"The spiritual root is the lifeblood. Since it grows outside, it must be well protected, so as not to die without a whole body."

Jiang Tang looked indifferent.

Hey, can you please stop saying such cruel things to a simple and cute little carrot.

But today's Wuchao Xianjun seems to get along a lot, and even took the initiative to interact with her.

Jiang Tang felt elated, and beat Xian Jun's leg with his small fist.

"Master, then you can teach me how to fly."

"Small skills, understand by yourself."

Jiang Tang: ...

"Then what can you teach me?"

I have understood it myself, so why do I need a master.

Wuchao Xianjun lowered his eyes slightly, and a faint white light flashed across his snow-white fingertips. The white light was ever-changing, and finally it was frozen into a small pill with a very light color.

The pill floated leisurely in front of Jiang Tang, and fell into her palm with a thud.

"This is?"

"Wuxiang Pill, used for basic healing."

When Jiang Tang heard this, his eyes lit up.

"It's amazing! Don't you need a stove to make medicine, you old man can do it with one hand!"

Wuchao Xianjun listened to Jiang Tang talking about each old man, his handsome face was slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice.

"I'm very old?"

Jiang Tang froze for a moment, and the next second, the desire to survive made her shake her head wildly.

"Not old, not old! Didn't I just express my admiration? If you don't like it, I won't say it next time."

"Well, in the world of cultivating immortals, I am still a young man."

"..."

Gradually, Jiang Tang discovered that this handsome, handsome and glamorous fairy seemed to be a little different from his appearance.

"I will teach you how to make medicine and make alchemy."

Jiang Tang almost forgot that this beauty fairy was not only superb in spells, but also a world-renowned medicine fairy.

"Thank you Master!"

"Well, go back to the field."

The man lazily pointed to the outside and gestured to Jiang Tang with his eyes.

"Why do you have to fall back..."

In the end, Jiang Tang changed back to his original form and played carrot squat alone.

There is also a pure white ribbon tied to the body of the white and tender radish, which flutters in the wind.

(End of this chapter)