The Concubine Ghost: Allure Summoner

Feng Yinxue was dubious and raised her hand to release a weak spiritual power. This spiritual power was so weak that the damage to him should be minimized.

As soon as he raised his hand, the spiritual power came to Di Qingye. His brows hidden under the mask frowned slightly. Feng Yinxue was pushed back a small step by the spiritual power that bounced back from Di Qingye.

Di Qingye's lips were pale but she smiled slightly, "Xue'er, no wonder Miss Xue will accept you as her disciple. It turns out that you have rare wood spiritual power."

"Wood type" Feng Yinxue's expression was a little stagnant. She had just seen his pale fingers shake violently, but she did not expose him, "I see. But you are really powerful, Your Majesty. You can know me just like this." Whatever it is, it is said that the most difficult thing to see through in this world is the spiritual attribute."

"It's nothing special, it's just that my master taught me some special methods to perceive the properties of spiritual power."

"I see." Feng Yinxue sat down on the chair opposite Di Qingye, "But, what does this have to do with my master accepting me as his disciple?"

"The most basic requirement for an alchemist is wood spiritual power, but this most basic requirement is indeed the highest requirement in Yunjuan Continent."

"What the prince means is that I have the most basic requirements to become an alchemist, so the master accepted me as his disciple in the first place."

"I dare not say this. Miss Xue is so mysterious. No one can guess her temperament." After saying that, Di Qingye lowered his head and coughed loudly. He covered his mouth with his pale hands, "I am a little tired. Go and do some repairs quickly. Don’t test it.”

"Okay, my lord, please take more care of yourself, and remember to take the elixir my master gave me." Feng Yinxue said a few words of coldness and left.

He headed towards the place where the college taught, but before he went he couldn't help but look back and looked at Di Qingye's courtyard with confusion, as if he was thinking about something.

But if Feng Yinxue didn't say anything, basically no one would know what she was thinking.

After watching Feng Yinxue walk away, Chicai returned to the room, only to find Di Qingye sitting weakly in a wheelchair with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Master" Chi hurriedly walked over and helped Di Qingye up, "Master, how do you feel, do you need to inform the master?"

Di Qingye raised his hand, knowing that he didn't want to trouble Old Fusu, and Old Fusu had said that the master's disease could only be cured by elixirs refined by a destined person, otherwise no elixirs would work.

Di Qingye slowly opened his eyes, looked at the elixir in his hand, and said, "Go to the secret room."

"Yes."

In the secret room, there was still the same ice bed, but the location was changed to Di Qingye's courtyard at Fengyun College.

There was still a man lying on the ice bed, still dressed in white as snow, with a pale face. His god-like face showed a touch of uneasiness, as if he had encountered some painful blow in his sleep, but he was as quiet as disappearing into the air.

Di Qingye stared at it for a long time before saying, "I'm afraid that girl can't wait any longer. She's been waiting for a long time."

"Master, do you have any idea?"

Di Qingye raised the bottle of elixir and said, "This is the Seven-leaf Pill, have you heard of it?"

"No."

"Because this is an elixir that has not yet been refined in Yunjuan Continent. I am afraid that only my master knows the origin of this elixir."

He once saw the collection of ten thousand volumes of medicinal herbs collected by Old Man Fusu. There seemed to be records of such an elixir in it, because two of the elixirs that were refined into the elixir could not be found on the Yunjuan Continent. , so it has not yet been refined or even discovered.