"Hahaha..." The woman's maniacal laughter rang out in the firelight, revealing a deep-seated despair that made people's hearts clench tightly.
That beautiful and quiet woman was frantically performing the Fire Technique, as if she wanted to burn everything in the world, including her body.
The maid Du Man's face suddenly turned pale, and she murmured in disbelief: "How could..."
At this point, she paused, looked at Mu Yan, and then at Yunli, with a look of sudden realization on her face.
"I was negligent." She murmured softly, and hurriedly took out the array cards and activated them, activating the inner courtyard array.
Yunli was shocked from ear to ear by the sudden madness of Master Lingxi, and was shocked by the maid's behavior. She hurriedly asked: "What are you doing?"
The formations around the spiritual plants in the medicine garden are all simple and small formations. Those that can withstand the calamity of the elixir fire of Master Jin Dan. After a while, there will probably be no spiritual plants left inside.
I just don't feel sorry for Lingzhi, Lingxi is so crazy and desperate, I'm afraid he will be burned to death in a minute!
Du Man took a deep breath, bowed to several people, and said firmly: "Since the three real people have finished questioning, please leave quickly."
Yunli looked at the inner courtyard. Under the formation, the situation inside could no longer be seen. Everything returned to a quiet and quiet appearance. Only the smell of burning ash mixed with the smell of burnt protein drifted between the nose, indicating that the fire was raging inside. .
"Lingxi Zhenren she..."
Before he finished speaking, Du Man interrupted: "I am the registered disciple of Zhenjun Suxi, and I have taken care of his daily life for nearly fifty years."
Named disciple?
Yunli was surprised. Although a registered disciple was not as good as a direct disciple, he still bore the title of master and disciple. The status of a registered disciple of Zhenjun Suxi must be above the ordinary inner disciples of the Phantom Palace.
She personally took care of Lingxi, which could only be the intention of Zhenjun Suxi.
True Lord Suxi moved out at this time and was determined not to let them go in to check. Looking at each other with An Ran and Mu Yan, Yunli said, "That's it, excuse me for disturbing you."
She turned around, and a green leaf fluttered along the hem of her skirt and slowly fell on the grass beside the road.
As soon as they came out of Chu Yu Pavilion, Wei Lin and others came to greet them. Zheng Rui asked nervously: "How is it?"
Before anyone could answer, Wei Lin said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
Zheng Rui also realized that the door of Chu Yu Pavilion was not the place to talk, and hurried back.
In the expectant eyes of everyone, Mu Yan was the first to speak: "Lingxi is very obsessed with alchemy. Even the smallest details must be controlled clearly and no accidents are allowed. The rate of elixir formation is as high as nine levels, even if it is The newly learned elixir recipe has a much higher elixir success rate than ordinary alchemists, but it seems a bit..."
She frowned and couldn't think of words to describe it. Being able to refine a heaven-level elixir in the late stage of the golden elixir was as good as Danyang's master, but it gave her a very strange feeling.
"It's dull," An Ran took her words and continued, "Her alchemy process is very rigid. Every time she learns an elixir recipe, she must first understand all aspects and details clearly and formulate a precise process. .
Then strictly follow the steps, step by step. This does improve the rate of elixir formation, but it is too rigid. The same is true for planting spiritual plants, without any flexibility at all.
Take the dosage of each spiritual plant as an example. As long as it is the right amount, it will not fail. Sometimes just adding a little extra will do. "
At this point, she glanced at Yunli, "For example, she prefers sweet and sour taste. Without affecting the efficacy of the medicine, we will add some spiritual fruits with this taste."
Amid everyone's astonished gazes, Yunli raised her eyebrows proudly. This was the benefit of having a dedicated alchemist. The elixirs were all custom-made.
Everyone was speechless.
"What about you, what did you see?" Wei Lin looked at Yunli and brought the topic back in time. Although the alchemy process was a bit strange, there seemed to be nothing to doubt.
"She is really sick," Yunli pointed to her brain, "And here we were, we were having a good chat when we entered, gentle, elegant, and polite. As soon as we came out, for some reason, she suddenly went berserk and wreaked havoc... …”
She detailed what happened next, and everyone was stunned. After a while, Chu Nanhu asked, "What did you do to irritate her?"
Yunli spread her hands, "I don't know, the Phantom Palace Maid's disciples guarded us like thieves. When they reacted, they immediately activated the formation to completely isolate the inner courtyard, and immediately issued an order to expel us."
Judging from the huge changes before and after Lingxi, it is obvious that she suffered a mental disorder after suffering some kind of accident.
But what does this have to do with her and Ayan? Before this, they didn't even know there was such a person.
"What's going on in Chu Yu Pavilion now?" Wei Lin's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness.
"How did you know I had a backup plan?" Yunli was shocked.
"Previously, Zhenjun Suxi specifically stated that as long as a girl goes there, it seems that there must be a story behind her madness. With your temperament, aren't you curious?"
Wei Lin's "I know you" look made Yunli feel a little guilty. She touched the tip of her nose and defended via voice transmission: "I'm here to find out the suspect who stole the mother Gu. I can't confirm whether she is really crazy." Still fake madness."
Wei Lin glanced at her with disbelief, "Did you find anything?"
"That female disciple has been guarding the door. It must be true."
The female disciple only has foundation-building cultivation, and there are many leafy plants around her. However, she is already very good at transforming leaves. It is difficult for Yuanying monks to find her, let alone foundation-building monks.
Wei Lin stopped transmitting the message, opened his lips and said to everyone: "What we want to check is the mother Gu, it has nothing to do with whether she is crazy or not."
Lingxi is only occasionally mentally disturbed, which does not rule out her suspicion.
Yunli frowned, but the Phantom Palace was far away in the Beishan system, and he couldn't go there for a while. Even if he went to the Phantom Palace, how would he conduct an investigation?
Lingxi was the granddaughter of Zhenjun Suxi, so due to her status, it was impossible to investigate openly; Yu Ziyou, who had some friendship with them, died in Jiuliyuan, and there were only a few acquaintances left, so it was not easy to rashly establish friendship and investigate secretly. Also hanging.
"Can you tell the difference between the same elixir refined by different people?" Wei Lin asked again.
Mu Yan frowned slightly: "Generally speaking, it is possible, but if it is deliberately imitated, or the elixir has been tampered with, then we are not sure."
"I can do this!" Yunli raised her hand and said loudly.
"You?" An Ran was suspicious, "You can't even recognize all the spiritual plants. Are you sure you can distinguish the pills refined by different alchemists?"
Yunli quickly took out a bottle of spirit-boosting pills and poured them out, neatly dividing them into two piles, "The one on the left was made by you, and the one on the right was made by Ayan."
An Ran leaned over and carefully identified it for a moment. It was indeed correct. He couldn't help but be surprised: "How did you tell the difference?"
Even she couldn't tell so quickly which ones were refined by herself and which ones were refined by Ayan.
"Elixir fire, each alchemist's elixir fire is different, and the fire energy melted in the elixir is naturally different."
An Ran, Mu Yan:...
After practicing elixir for so long, this is the first time I have heard of such a thing as Huo Qi'er.
Wei Lin: "In that case, all we need to do is get the elixir she refined during her time in the Phantom Palace and compare it with what she is refining now."
"She came here four years ago, and the pills she sent should have been distributed to the disciples by Phantom Palace. Are there any left?" Ye Chuchen looked worried.
Zheng Rui waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. I've been checking for more than ten years, and I don't care how many more years it takes. As long as I have the direction, I can always find out!"
"One more thing," Mo Huai raised his eyes and looked at a few people, "Can she really make elixirs?"
After being stunned for a moment, everyone was shocked. If she didn't know how to make alchemy at all, their investigation would be in the wrong direction!
An Ran raised his chin, curled his lips and said with a smile: "This is easy to handle. In a few days, Ayan and I will go to her to discuss how to make alchemy. We will make it clear after we refine it with her."
The next morning, the maid Du Man finally opened the formation and walked into the inner courtyard. Yunli was shocked and hurriedly controlled the spiritual consciousness in the magic leaf to sweep over.
The inner courtyard was scorched black, and all the houses and spiritual plants were burned. Lingxi stood blankly in the middle of the courtyard, her hair was burned until only a layer sticking to her scalp was left. The bright moon above her ears gave off a soft halo, protecting her head.
The green dress was also glowing, and it was obviously a defensive robe that was automatically triggered. The exposed hands and neck were not so lucky, and were burned with red blisters.
She lowered her head, lifeless as if her soul had been sucked out. Her lips moved and she murmured sourly, "Liar, liar..."
Yunli sighed softly and silently dispersed the magic leaves.
Half a month later, Lingxi Zhenzhen recovered. When Anran Muyan went to find her, she had completely forgotten the madness of that day and happily started refining elixirs with the two of them.
After confirming this most basic issue, Ye Chuchen sent a letter to the alchemy hall in Qingyang City, instructing them to secretly investigate the elixirs flowing out from the hands of the disciples of the Phantom Palace. At the same time, Yunli and others also started to investigate the secret rooms and secret passages in the city. .
On this day, she returned to the courtyard where she lived alone, exhausted, and was about to rest when Xu Yueqing came.
Seeing the tired look on her face, Xu Yueqing bit her lip and said with great guilt: "I'm sorry, Master Yun, for disturbing your rest. I still can't let Ling pass through the tree trunk. Can you teach me some more?"
After talking about it, her voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was extremely embarrassed.
Yunli frowned slightly. Xu Yueqing's magic weapon was also Ling. When he first saw her Ling, he was so flexible that he was amazed and cautiously asked her for advice.
It doesn't involve the silk technique, it's just some experience and insights. Yunli is not stingy, and he teaches him his method of making silk with wooden stakes.
However, her Bai Ling is not connected to her, and her spiritual power is insufficient. After years of practice, she has made little progress.
Now she just didn't want to teach. In order not to alert others, she couldn't refuse rashly. She rubbed her brows and said, "What don't you understand?"
She opened her mouth, and Xu Yueqing's nervousness disappeared visibly. She exhaled and said hurriedly: "I have already mastered the silk blade, and I can also cut into the wood pile. But the whole silk has passed through, and the tree trunk is still standing upright. How can I not find it?" Feel."
"It's because you don't have enough control over Ling. The spiritual power needs to flow like water in Ling, so that when it passes through the wooden stake, it will turn into a blade..."
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