The Master Went Down the Mountain and Found a Thousand-Year-Old Medicinal Spirit?

[Fantasy Daily] + [Single Female Protagonist] + [Group Portrait] (Warm and healing, daily sweet articles) Xuanyao always felt that he had raised a little trouble. Little Trouble was pushed over by Master before he ran away. When asked what his name was, she said it was Sanqi - because it was picked up on the seventh day of March. Asked her what "home" meant, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked seriously: "What... Is home?" Later, he discovered that this little trouble not only didn't know what "home" was, but also didn't know that spiritual stones couldn't be chewed, that three-hundred-year-old elixirs couldn't be used as snacks, and that he couldn't run into a man's room in his pajamas at night and say, "You promised to give me a speech book." Junior brother Liu Fenghua couldn't stand it anymore: "Senior brother, just admit it." Xuanyao: "Admit what." "You clearly raised a little ancestor." Xuan Yao lowered his head and glanced at Sanqi, who was drooling on his book and wet a small piece of the page of "Qiling Collection". He stretched out his hand to lift her up and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with his sleeve. "Maybe..." But on a page of an ancient book that had been passed over by the wind, it clearly said, "Every plant and tree has its spirit. With the strength of a clan, only one spirit remains. If the spirit clan does not emerge, it will be nothing. If it emerges, the talent will be supreme and unparalleled in the world." ……