The last time he saw his little sister, she had just established her foundation.
I don’t know if she practiced swordsmanship or if she also followed the path of alchemy.
Thinking of the innocent appearance of his little sister, Minghua rubbed the ring on his finger to open up some space.
He promised his mother to take good care of his little sister, but unfortunately, among all the people in the world and his little sister, he finally chose the world.
But everyone in the cultivation world will take good care of my little sister for their own sake...
His thoughts coming back, he looked at Bai Cha tenderly: "I don't know what your name is yet?"
"White tea."
Is your surname Bai?
Noting the spiritual power emanating from the white tea: "Is your true body a cat demon?"
Bai Cha tilted his head and looked at the man: "Is there any problem?"
Minghua shook his head slightly.
In the final analysis, he died too early, and he didn't know what his little sister's experiences and encounters were like after his death.
As for Bai Cha, she is obviously very wary of herself now, and if she tries to trick her, she may not be able to get anything out of her.
His eyes fell on Yuan Qing: "You are an alchemy cultivator, with a firm Taoist heart and an unlimited future."
Bai Cha frowned slightly. The other person's topic jumped so quickly that she couldn't figure out what the other person wanted to ask.
She tugged on her sleeves angrily. She was patiently waiting for the man's words to save Yuan Qing.
"He is different from you. His spiritual palace has been destroyed. Even if he is rescued, he will only be able to stop becoming a god in this life.
He doesn't deserve you."
Only then did Bai Cha realize what the other person meant by "let's change it".
She stood up suddenly and said: "Master Minghua, I am sitting here because I want you to save him, not to listen to what you say."
After she finished speaking, she realized that her attitude was a bit fierce, and she cupped her fists and handed her hands over: "It's not enough to say anything.
Bai Cha will remember your kindness in taking care of Yuan Qing in the past few days. If I have any use in the future, I will do my best and say goodbye."
After saying that, Yuan Qing hugged Yuan Qing on the white tea jade bed.
Minghua didn't expect Bai Cha to be so stubborn.
He stood there a little helpless.
Long Aotian, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, stood up and blocked Bai Cha's way. His face showed a rare seriousness: "You can come and go as soon as you say it. What do you think of my place here?"
Bai Cha's beautiful eyes narrowed, and murderous intent overflowed for a moment.
Minghua, who was behind him, spoke again: "Aotian, let her go."
Long Aotian frowned slightly, but still retracted his arm and made way out.
When Bai Cha's figure disappeared, Long Aotian immediately approached Minghua: "Why are you so nice to her!"
Minghua looked at him, with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "She may be my little sister's only bloodline..."
As long as Long Aotian thinks that someone will distract Minghua's attention, he feels unhappy from the bottom of his heart: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. There are so many similar people in the world. Anyway, I won't allow you to save that little bald donkey!"
They had already quarreled once before about the little bald donkey.
That little bald donkey, oh no, it’s not a bald donkey now.
Anyway, he destroyed his Dantian and sacrificed his body to the great formation, so there was no way he could survive.
It was just a matter of bad luck, taking some protective pills and being blessed by heaven that I survived.
But in that case, it was just a matter of living, and it would be better to die happily.
The only thing that can save him is the yin and yang flower, but the only flower in the world has been used by him to gather Minghua's soul and refine his body.
Unless Minghua carves out his heart's blood to that person...
But Minghua was already weak. If he didn't work hard, he didn't know how much suffering he would suffer in the future.
He is not allowed!
He is just selfish!
The life and death of others has nothing to do with him, he wants Minghua to be well!
Minghua looked at Long Aotian and tried to reason with him. Long Aotian immediately covered his ears: "I won't listen, Bai Hua. I saved your life. I won't allow you to take risks!"
Minghua rubbed his temples, feeling helpless at Long Aotian's unreasonableness: "Bai Cha is an alchemy practitioner. She only needs to help me refine the elixir in advance, and I won't have any problems."
"in spite of!
I just don’t allow you to take risks!
If she is a little sister, then you can give me a little bit of pain and I can tolerate it, but you are not sure whether she is related to you by blood, so you have to cut out your own pain, and you are taking it for yourself.
What a joke!
I’m not allowed!”
Minghua pursed her lips: "How about we confirm her identity first?"
Long Aotian was still unhappy, but he knew that Minghua had feelings for his little sister, so he didn't stop him in the end.
It doesn't matter if you find out everything. Once you find out everything, you don't have to worry about it anymore.
Bai Cha walked out of the cave, looked down at Yuan Qing in her arms, gently bent down and kissed the man's forehead: "Wait a moment, and I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Summoning the spirit sword, Baicha Yujian left the canyon.
Quickly carrying Yuan Qing back to the alchemy, Bai Cha remembered that Yuan Ming was still at the bottom of the valley and crushed the jade tablet. Bai Cha quickly rummaged through the books and began to look for the healing elixir.
On the other side, Long Aotian and Minghua Immortal Lord also left the valley one after another.
For half a month, Bai Cha was refining the elixir and looking for a way to cure Yuan Qing in the library of Bodhi Temple.
Unfortunately, no matter how precious the elixir was, Yuan Qing's abdominal injury could not get any better.
And there is no cure for Yuan Qing in the collection of books in Bodhi Temple.
It was night, after wiping Yuan Qing's body, Bai Cha lay quietly beside the man.
She held Yuan Qing's hand and began to tell Yuan Qing what happened today as usual:
"Senior Brother Yuanfa came to see me again today. He talks so noisily, like thunder, and always says things I don't like. I hate him more and more.
It has not snowed in Bodhi Temple for half a month.
The plum blossoms and camellias have all faded, and the snow has melted, leaving them bare and ugly.
Yuanqing, I’m a little tired of living here, shall we go?”
"Look, we were planning to leave in the first place, so there's nothing wrong with leaving now, right?
But I don’t want to see the sea of flowers. Let’s go to Medicine Valley. I heard it’s very quiet and the scenery is very good.
Senior Brother Yuanming said that there are more books over there, and maybe there is some way to cure you there."
Bai Cha's voice was soft and crisp, but without the slightest joy: "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise."
Turning his head, Bai Cha looked at Yuan Qing's cold face. Ever since he sacrificed himself in the formation, the mole between his eyebrows had also disappeared.
Her fingers gently traced the man's delicate features: "Yuan Qing, please stop sleeping, okay?
I want to hear you recite sutras. Can you get up and recite sutras for me?
I promise not to make a fuss."
It's a pity that the answer to Bai Cha was still quiet.