Chapter 11: White Pond

"I will definitely find the other half of the "Medical Classics"." Murong said with a firm voice.
"Master, I believe you can do it." Xiaobai group reached out and clenched his fists and nodded.
"Yes, what is your name?" Murong looked at the little white group in front of him and asked curiously. "I don't know your name until now!"
When I heard that Murong was finally thinking about asking her name, Xiaobai was almost grateful. It was quite a chest and said his name. "Master, my name is Bai Ze?"
"Bai Ze?" Hearing this name, Murong sighed with suspicion and some horror.
Although she was ignorant, she still heard the name of Bai Ze's beast. Legend has it that Bai Ze is an ancient beast, a symbol of auspiciousness, a person who can speak human words, a feeling of all things, and a glimpse of the world's ghosts and gods.
In addition to the snow white, this little white group in front of us really can't see the shadow of Bai Ze's beast there.
"Master, what is your look?" Looking at the suspicion in Murong's eyes, the white group was smashed. "This grandfather is a white beast, is -"
"Okay, I know." Seeing the white group and starting a long story, Murong pours and immediately stops, "I certainly believe in you."
I don't believe it, she has already made a contract with the little white group in front of her. Besides, when the contract was just set, the breath from the ancient times was real.
Murong’s face did not stay in space for too long. Although she is very interested in the "Medical Classic", especially the recipe for refining medicinal herbs. However, now she has no way to start refining the medicinal herbs. She has not learned how to make alchemy. Second, she does not have the proper dan furnace and fire.
Going back to his own room again, Murong glimpsed a glimmer of light. Although she can practice now, she knows that she is still weak. and--
Murong smiled and touched his thin shoulders. I have to say that this body is not very flexible except that it will not be cultivated. It seems that she still has to find a way to exercise this body first. Although the use of Xuan Li is very important, the strength of the body cannot be underestimated.
"Murong is swaying, Murong is squinting-"
Just as Murong was still planning to make an exercise plan, there was a shout outside. The sound is extraordinarily sharp, and there is a hint of contempt in the tone.
This person who comes to pass on, is indeed looking down on the face of Murong. No, perhaps it should be said that in this Murong family, no one can afford to look up. A waste that cannot be cultivated can not bring a little glory to the family, but it also brings endless shame.
Murong leaned open and opened the door, went out, frowned, and said, "Is there something?"
"The young master of the Nangong family is here." The person who came to pass, that is, the steward of the Murong family, Lin Guangxiong, when he saw Murong’s face, his face was full of contempt, "The owner said, let you now Go to the lobby."
In the face of Lin Guangxiong’s attitude, Murong’s face was not angry. She will not waste her emotions for some unimportant people and things. Therefore, after hearing these words, she directly crossed Lin Guangxiong and left the yard.