Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

She bowed to the two of them and followed them to learn about medicinal materials. The whole journey was filled with exotic flowers and herbs, and the fragrance of herbs and woods.

While they were chatting happily, the trio of second elders Qing Jiang and He Jiaojiao came to investigate.

He had a dark face, gritted his back molars and glared at Qingfeng.

"Qingfeng, look at the good things your good disciple has done!"

With that said, Chu Yi and Zhao Rou were pushed out.

Chu Yi had a bruise on his forehead and a scratch on his nose. There is a purple-black patch on Zhao Rou's arm. He Jiaojiao grabbed Qingjiang's sleeves and cried like pear blossoms and rain, which was endearing.

"Elder, we are all ladies from a famous family. How can we stand Luo Qingyan's low-level, vulgar and barbaric methods? Look at the two sisters who were beaten by her..." He shook Qingjiang's sleeves and sobbed softly. .

Qingfeng glanced at He Jiaojiao coldly, feeling inexplicably disgusted with this girl.

It's pretentious, did Qingjiang bring her to irritate him?

Luo Qingyan looked at Qingfeng cautiously, as if she had done something wrong, and defended in a low voice with dejection, "Master, they beat Wuyou, and I was angry for a moment..."

Qingjiang interrupted her angrily, "Nonsense! Jiaojiao and the other girls are all noble girls in the capital. They come from well-known families and are all well-educated. It is impossible for them to look at their foreign men. How could they argue with a foreign man?" Do it? What’s more, Wuyou is still a fool, it’s a joke!”

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves angrily and sat down on the stone bench.

He Jiaojiao quickly and obediently stepped forward to help him and pour tea.

"Qingfeng, I'm here today to seek justice for Jiaojiao and the others. Tell me how you plan to punish Luo Qingyan! You have to give me an explanation!"

he asked angrily.

Qingfeng rolled her eyes silently in her heart. Who do you think you are? !

He picked up the teacup and took a sip with a calm expression, "Luo Qingyan... what's wrong with her?"

When Luo Qingyan heard this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Qingfeng, only to see his fox eyes looking at her with a smile.

Does he believe her? Luo Qingyan felt a little happy in her heart.

"you……"

Qingjiang was furious, slapping his hands on the stone table with a look of disbelief. "You actually said she did anything wrong?!"

Are there any elders like you? Are there any elders as unreliable as you? Qingjiang almost laughed in anger. Favoring Luo Qingyan, hurting others, and losing your own face, you really know how to behave!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! This time, let's treat this matter as an excessive fight between two disciples. I will not pursue it. If Luo Qingyan bullies the three of them again in the future, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you. Noodles! Hum!" After saying that, he snorted coldly and left.

Before He Jiaojiao left, she mouthed to Luo Qingyan, "It's not over yet."

Luo Qingyan glared at her. It's really annoying that this guy never stops talking.

Nothing much happened for the next few days.

Luo Qingyan worked hard to learn the exercises and medicinal materials, and she has already begun to see results. She can already gather her spiritual power to light a small fire, and sometimes she can help light a fire when Qingfeng teaches her how to make alchemy.

Sometimes when she has accumulated too much spiritual power, she can even use flames to create the shapes of various small animals.

Five years later.

"Qingyan, have you heard about Qingyan? There will be a martial arts competition held in Fanyin Palace next month, and all the disciples will participate!" Wuyou seemed a little impatient.

The eighteen-year-old boy was already so beautiful that all things eclipsed him. He was like a warm jade, his eyes were dark and bright, and when he smiled, there seemed to be a vast sea of ​​stars in his eyes. The body is covered with sunshine, but the face is innocent and sincere.