For some reason, Nan Feng always felt that the attitude of Master Xuanqing towards him seemed a little strange. The emotions contained in his eyes were very complicated, including doubts, appreciation, and even care.

"I am the only one in the valley. Apart from this house, you can choose any other one. Go and clean it up first, and then come in and I have something to say." Xuan Qing stared for a while and said.

Feng nodded lightly, and then walked directly into a room on his right hand. He did not forget his mission. Since he was visiting the garden, this room was obviously very suitable, because it was not only the most external, but also had a window facing the medicine garden. At least Nanfeng could directly see the entire medicine garden without having to walk out of the house.

After all, it is a woman's residence. Although the rooms here are simple, they look very clean, especially full of the fragrance emitted from the medicine garden.

Since there was no bed, Nanfeng directly laid the bedding on the floor, took a brief care of it, and left the room.

"Is there anything else I need? I'll ask them to send it." As soon as Nanfeng entered the room, Xuanqing asked.

"No." In front of this uncle, Nan Feng was not as casual as He Qingxuan, even though the other party was very friendly.

"Who taught you how to practice?" Xuanqing continued to ask.

"My mother." Nan Feng replied truthfully. He was not prepared to hide these things. After all, when he came, he was already in the Qi-Spiriting Stage and everyone knew that his cultivation level was already in the Qi-Spiriting Stage.

And it would be basically impossible to say that Nanfeng's age was not taught.

"What about your mother?"

"Dead."

Although Nanfeng's answer was very simple, combined with Nanfeng's cold expression, Xuanqing's heart suddenly twitched. For a moment, she didn't know what to say?

"What about your father?" After a while of silence, Xuanqing couldn't help but ask. In fact, she didn't know why she was so savvy about Nan Feng's life experience.

"He's dead too." Nan Feng replied coldly, but the tears on his face began to quietly slide down at some point.

After coming to the mainland, Nanfeng was making himself forget this sorrow every day. He didn't even dare to look at the bracelet hanging on his chest, especially at night. Whenever everything around him calmed down, he would involuntarily think of the days on the island. This pain was like a sharp thorn penetrated into Nanfeng's heart, and it would hurt slightly with every heartbeat.

Rather than saying that his crazy practice is to improve his strength, it is also to divert the pain in his heart.

Both sides fell into silence again. Nan Feng's brief answers were enough to show his miserable life experience, and even Xuanqing couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you want to learn?" Xuanqing asked after a long silence.

"What can I learn?" Nan Feng wiped away the tears from his face and said.

"When you become a formal disciple, there will be no restrictions on everything."

Although Xuan Qing did not tell Nan Feng directly, he could also hear that he still could not learn the skills of the Giant Sword Sect.

"Can Uncle Master teach me how to refine elixirs?" Nan Feng is a close-minded person. From the fairy herbs planted outside and the faint fragrance of medicine in the house, he had already inferred that the uncle in front of him must be a person who is good at refining elixirs.

"Yes, but not yet." Xuanqing didn't expect Nan Feng to ask for this. After all, from his various aspects of his performance, he didn't look like a person who loves alchemy. "Only when you reach the foundation-building stage and have the heart fire can you learn alchemy."

Heart fire, also known as the Three True Fire, after reaching a certain level of practice, the heart fire will naturally form. Not only alchemy, but even weapon refining, it also requires heart fire.

Alchemy is a very boring and extremely expensive thing. Generally speaking, smaller sects do not have special alchemy rooms, and they will buy it if necessary. In the Giant Sword Sect, only she can refine alchemy.

"But you can get familiar with the knowledge of medicine refining first." Xuan Qing continued.

Xuanqing didn't know that Nanfeng wanted to learn this was not for interest, but for resurrecting his mother. Although he also knew that the possibility of resurrecting his mother through this method was really slim, but if he asked him to give up, Nanfeng would be unwilling to accept it.

"Stretch your hand out." At this time, Xuanqing suddenly said.

Although Nanfeng was unclear, he still stretched out his hand as he said. Then he felt a gentle aura coming from Xuanqing's hand and entering his body. To be honest, Nanfeng was still a little nervous at this time. He knew very well what was going on in his heart. He did not dare to guarantee whether the other party could sense the secrets of his body in such an intimate contact.

"Huh?" At this moment, Xuan Qing frowned slightly, and the expression on her face seemed a little surprised.

Nan Feng's heart instantly raised to his throat with this amazement, and even his outstretched hand was pulled backwards involuntarily in an attempt to break free.

Fortunately, the other party did not use much force, so Nanfeng pulled his hand back smoothly, but this also attracted Xuan Qing's attention.

"Have you practiced the skills of this sect?" Xuanqing, who reacted, asked sternly, and the original gentleness in his eyes had changed to solemnity.

"No?" After hearing this question, Nanfeng felt a little relieved. Although he didn't know what the other party asked, he could do it as long as he didn't discover the secret of his life experience. As for the others, Nanfeng was not afraid.

It seemed to be judging the authenticity of what Nanfeng said. Xuan Qing stared at it for a moment, then said, "Where are the golden spirit fruits that I stole yesterday?"

Nanfeng did not answer, but opened the storage bag directly, took out three of them from it, and said, "These three were given by Senior Sister He."

There is no need for him to lie on this issue. Since He Qingxuan can unconsciously open his storage bag, then this uncle must be able to do it. Therefore, lying has no meaning at all.

"Maybe you really are..." After seeing the three golden spirit fruits, Xuanqing seemed to be thinking, but she only said half of the words in her mouth, which made people confused: "Why don't you accept it immediately? Your senior sister Xuan'er should have told you the efficacy of the golden spirit fruit."

"I don't have time. I'm afraid of delaying the tasks assigned by my uncle." The task Nan Feng mentioned was obviously about guarding the medicine garden.

"I really don't know what to say about you. Since that's the case, then let's accept it now." Xuan Qing didn't expect that it was because of this reason.

Nan Feng did not answer, took the golden spirit fruit in Xuanqing's hand again and immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

"Come back, where are you going?"

"Get into the house, didn't Master let me accept it now?" Nan Feng was a little puzzled.

"No wonder Xuan'er calls you Mutou. It seems to be really a Mutou. I'll take it here. I'll give you a guardian." Xuanqing shook her head with a wry smile, waved her hand, and a straw mat appeared in front of Nanfeng.
Chapter completed!