Murong Feixue didn't say what her dream was, but such a refusal also made Obasan's face change slightly.

"You don't think about it anymore? My in-house disciples are equivalent to the disciples of the inner court, and when the time comes, the resources of the academy will be at your disposal......"

Murong Feixue shook his head again: "Hall Master, everyone has their own ambitions. "I thought, at your level, I didn't accept it when I was my little brother, and let my aunt and grandmother be your disciple, dream!

Oubasang sighed and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I am fighting with Long Qianshan, but I can't get your heart......" There is no ambiguity in this sentence, but Murong Feixue did not take the initiative to think about it.

"That's it, since you don't agree to be my disciple, then I'll change the conditions, and this time there are two conditions." Obasang did not give up, and once again put forward the conditions.

Murong Feixue said calmly, "Please speak." ”

"First, I no longer ask you to be my disciple, but I need you to be my assistant three times to help me with alchemy or collect medicine!"

Murong Feixue frowned: "What are you doing?" I'm just a freshman, a freshman with no experience. ”

Obasang smiled, and smiled deeply: "I believe in your talent. ”

Everyone has said so, so what else do you have to say? Murong Feixue nodded wordlessly: "What is the second condition?" ”

Obasang took out the medicine gourd, and then patted it gently, and suddenly a red pill the size of a little finger rolled out of it.

"This is my new medicine, you can help me try this medicine and see how it works."

Murong Feixue didn't say anything this time, she took it directly, didn't think much about it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Helping an alchemist test the medicine, although it was risky, Murong Feixue didn't care much.

Her own soul was already in the Eight-Tails Great Demon Realm, and she could easily find out whether this medicine was poisonous or not, and after a look, Murong Feixue found that this medicine was completely made from a variety of high-quality medicinal ginseng, what else was there to think about?

After swallowing it in one gulp, the medicinal power of that medicine was not as powerful as Murong Feixue imagined, and it actually turned into a clear stream and disappeared into Murong Feixue's body.

"Well, it's normal, it's the same as eating broad beans, it hasn't changed much." Murong Feixue told the truth.

"So? Hey, it looks like it's failed again......" Obasang sighed, then turned around and walked to the small cabinets, pinpointing a small one, and then took out a beautiful jade bottle the size of a finger from it.

There was a seal on this jade bottle, and inside was a drop of liquid-shaped things, Murong Feixue knew that this was ambergris.

"Thank you, Lord of the Temple." Murong Feixue saluted and thanked him, turned around and walked outside.

"Don't forget, you owe me three more times." Obasan's voice came after him, and Murong Feixue let out a light 'um' and turned around and went out.

With this ambergris, Murong Feixue returned to the side of the mother, and then joined the help of several division commanders to perfectly integrate the Muyun stone and the blood feather essence, and under the hard work, the injury of the mother was finally stabilized, and the female teacher named Zhou Tao also sent the Buddha to the west, helping Murong Feixue to send the mother back to Baihualou.

In the next time, the mother only needs to be slowly adjusted, at least three or five days, and at most half a month, she will be able to move freely.