Chapter 1,465: Why Are You Doing This?

Su Zimo stopped talking in time. She would not be disrespectful to Bai Qingjun in front of outsiders.

"Is that okay?" Li Zifu felt relieved when he heard it.

Then, Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan went to greet Qin Mantian and his master!

Mu Yunxuan's master sat in a rocking chair, looking relaxed and comfortable. His thin body, sleeping in the rocking chair, looked even thinner.

"You two little brats, how come you have time to come to Sanqing Mountain today?"

Little brats, Su Zimo's lips twitched violently, okay! In terms of age, she and Yunxuan were indeed little brats in the eyes of this old man.

"Come to see Master! Mo'er hasn't thanked Master for saving her life yet?"

When Jiu Tian Xuan Zun heard this, his dull eyes became bright again, "Haha! You are a kind girl, but you two were seriously injured yesterday. You recovered in such a short time. It seems that the rosemary wings in your body are getting stronger and stronger."

Jiu Tian Xuan Zun looked at Su Zimo meaningfully.

Su Zimo didn't understand. She didn't find that the rosemary wings in her body were different from before. It was just that after she was injured, when she was unconscious, the rosemary wings would automatically grow out to protect her and heal her. Could it be that Jiu Tian Xuan Zun meant this?

"Your physique is not suitable for refining pills. Fire and your rosemary wings are incompatible. If you refine a pill, the power of the rosemary wings will be reduced."

"Is there such a saying?" Su Zimo widened her beautiful eyes in surprise. She never knew that the identity of an alchemist and the rosemary wings in her body were incompatible. However, she rarely refined pills, and the pills were usually made by Qi'er for her.

"Let's go to have dinner. After dinner, Xuan'er, you accompany me to the back mountain to chat."

Jiu Tian Xuan Zun got up from the rocking chair.

"It's Master." Mu Yunxuan knew that the master should have told Master about Mo'er's death curse.

"I'm really a little hungry."

Jiu Tian Xuan Zun got up slowly, not in a very good spirit.

The dishes were served, and everyone sat in the courtyard, eating and chatting, and they were also happy.

In Tianfeng Mountain, a hundred miles outside the capital of Haoyue Country.

The setting sun shone into the forest of towering ancient trees, and the mottled view became the only light in the forest.

Murong Shaofeng and Zhu Yan came to the outside of a stone cave.

There is another scenery here. Beside the stone cave, a clear stream gurgles.

Under a big tree outside the stone cave, there sat an old man in a gray Taoist robe. He was practicing with his eyes closed.

Hearing the voice, the old man slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were unusually clear. Even when he saw Murong Shaofeng and Zhu Yan, he was still calm.

"Shaofeng pays homage to the master uncle." Murong Shaofeng knelt on the ground.

Zhu Yan looked and knelt down.

Since Zhu Yan could remember, this was the third person the emperor knelt.

The old man stood up and slowly walked to Murong Shaofeng.

"Your name is Shaofeng. Are you Yao Huang's apprentice?"

"Yes, master uncle, Shaofeng has been looking for master uncle for a long time. It turns out that master uncle is in Haoyue Kingdom."

"You get up first!"

Zhu Yan heard it and quickly got up to help Murong Shaofeng.

The old man frowned slightly.

"You are injured." The old man immediately took Murong Shaofeng's hand and felt his pulse, but the furrow between his eyebrows became deeper.

"Why are you doing this? Forcing it will not do you any good."

After saying that, the old man took out a pill and handed it to Murong Shaofeng.