Yan Wuyou paced back and forth while thoughtfully playing with the hairpin of thoughts in his hand.
After a while, Yan Wuyou made up his mind and stood still. The hairpin of his mind made a graceful flip twice as usual in Qianqian's hand. He raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Let's do it."
Then I saw Yan Wuyou concentrate on injecting spiritual power into the hairpin of his mind. The hairpin of his mind, stimulated by the spiritual power, instantly returned to a gorgeous magic brush.
Yan Wuyou, holding the mental brush in his hand, quickly waved the brush in his hand out of thin air and began to paint.
Seeing this, Lin Zhu's mind was filled with questions! When did the princess get such a magical pen? What is the function of this magic pen?
With curiosity, Lin Zhu stared at the princess' graceful figure painting freely and freely, which was really charming!
After a moment, Yan Wuyou appeared in front of Yan Ruyi, a lifelike two-dimensional portrait of Yan Ruyi who was two centimeters shorter than himself and dressed in a snow-white flowing fairy skirt. Next to the portrait were two runes with illegible characters.
Yan Wuyou, whose face had turned slightly sickly pale, looked at the portrait thoughtfully, then slowly put a red tear mole on the right corner of the portrait's eye, and then painted on the veil.
Anxiously, Lin Zhu finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked softly: "Princess, when did this happen? Why did you draw it?"
Yan Wuyou smiled and said nothing, and saw her hand holding the magic brush waving the portrait. At the same time, Yan Ruyi's portrait fell to the ground, and then two runes were swung into the ground by Yan Wuyou, and it instantly turned into a living person. portrait.
Yan Ruyi's painting pet said sweetly: "Good luck to you, master!"
Yan Wuyou smiled, raised his head, and asked Lin Zhu, who was stunned in surprise: "Azhu, can you send some spiritual energy to this princess first? I will answer your questions later."
After coming back to his senses, Lin Zhu nodded and said: "Yes!"
Lin Zhu said that he mobilized the spiritual power accumulated in these days and was about to shoot directly into the princess's Dantian.
Yan Wuyou stopped him in time: "Azhu, don't shoot the spiritual energy directly into the body of this county and spread it this way."
After Yan Wuyou finished speaking, an orchid pointed to the mini gray lotus with slightly raised petals on his head, and then he sat cross-legged on the spot.
Lin Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then he raised his hand and slowly released spiritual energy towards the mini lotus on the princess's head.
Seeing the mini lotus with petals hanging slightly, it instantly became energetic when stimulated by the pure spiritual energy.
The mini lotus flashed with gray light, absorbing all the aura emitted by Lin Zhu without missing a beat. With his eyes closed, he silently refined the aura sucked in by the gray lotus into his own spiritual power.
After a while, Yan Wuyou's face gradually turned rosy, but Lin Zhu's face turned pale. She weakly asked the princess: "Princess, are these spiritual energies enough? A Zhu can't hold it anymore."
Hearing this, Yan Wuyou quickly responded: "That should be enough, you should stop immediately."
After hearing this, Lin Zhu slowly stopped outputting and stood aside, looking at the princess expectantly.
Yan Wuyou stood up and gave Lin Zhu a small bottle of Qi and Blood Pills. Lin Zhu accepted it without pretense, and even poured two pills in front of him and swallowed them.
Yan Wuyou smiled and summoned his mind pen, injected spiritual power again, and began to draw out of thin air.
After another moment, a Tsing Yi Hua Chong, who was a head taller than Xiao Wuyou, with a dark green bamboo leaf between his eyebrows and dark green clothes, appeared.
The painting pet in green greeted Yan Wuyou with a sunny smile and said, "Good luck to you, Master!"
Yan Wuyou, who had exhausted all his spiritual power, sat down on the spot and collapsed. Lin Zhu quickly walked over worriedly and knelt down to support the princess.
Yan Wuyou slightly raised his head towards the green-clothed painting pet, then looked at Lin Zhu and said, "Azhu, I'm fine with you, just rest. Look, this portrait becomes a living pet, which is my awakening talent.
Now you go find two white cloaks and two white gauze bamboo hats to wear for my princess's pet, Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Qingyi. "
Hearing this, Lin Zhu responded repeatedly: "No, Nono..." He quickly went to the closet to get a cloak and a white gauze hat, and came over to put them on the princess's paintings.
Yan Wuyou quickly grabbed Lin Zhu's clothes with quick eyes and hands.
Lin Zhu looked at the princess with a confused expression, and Yan Wuyou said seriously: "Don't come into direct contact with the princess's painting pet, otherwise you will become it."
After Yan Wuyou finished speaking, he asked Lin Zhu to throw the cloak and bamboo hat to the two paintings and said calmly: "You can put on the cloak yourself and bring the bamboo hat."
After the two paintings responded, they clumsily dressed themselves.
Seeing the painting pet who was somewhat similar to Princess Yan Wuyou, full of spiritual energy and graceful as a fairy, Lin Zhu felt envious of the princess's newly awakened talent!
Lin Zhu silently weighed himself and found that apart from being good at using spiritual power to heal the injured, Lin Zhu was not as good as the princess in front of him in any other way.
Lin Zhu was puzzled. She really didn't know why Grandpa Taibai Jinxing would send her, a little butterfly fairy with mediocre magic power, here! Did the princess just need a spiritual doctor?
But there are many spiritual doctors with powerful magic powers! Grandpa Jin Taibai Jinxing, why are you doing this?
However, what Xiaodiexian, who is guarding Lin Zhu, doesn't know is that Yan Wuyou, who has spiritual power, will soon become a spiritual doctor that far surpasses her. Will she really be useless at that time?
Yan Wuyou used mental language to explain to the two paintings in front of him, and Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Qingyi nodded obediently in response from time to time.
After some explanations, Lin Zhu helped the princess to rest on the bed, and then led Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Qingyi to the top floor of the attic.
After Yan Wuyou watched Lin Zhu and the two of them go up to the top floor, he couldn't wait to get out of bed with his exhausted body.
Yan Wuyou was worried and thinking about the injuries of Mu Yichen, his father and his son, and the other people guarding the lake. How about taking a look?
Even if you can't help, it's still appropriate to offer condolences. After all, they are all working hard to protect the saint!
Yan Wuyou exhausted all his strength and finally reached the stairs.
Yue Lingxi and the two palace ladies came down from upstairs. Yue Lingxi glanced at Yan Wuyou, who was extremely weak.
Then he signaled the two palace maids with a glance, and the two palace maids helped Yan Wuyou back to the bed.
Yan Wuyou pursed his lips with a look of despair!
Yue Lingxi sighed slightly, cruelly called out a bottle of extremely valuable spiritual liquid, handed it to Yan Wuyou and said, "Exchange it for a hundred merit points."
Yan Wuyou's eyes lit up, he nodded slightly, and took a sip of the spirit liquid without hesitation. He joked in a soft and feeble tone: "Yuezuo Shi, the sweet taste of this spirit liquid is unforgettable. ,
This is the purity that needs to be improved. It can be obtained with a hundred merit points. It is not worth the money. Yue Zuo Shi, can you give me a discount?
The princess will change a few more bottles to prepare for emergencies. "
When Yue Lingxi heard this, she rolled her eyes at Yan Wuyou and did not agree. Instead, she said in a calm tone: "Those two painting pets are loyal to each other. Tell me, what does the Saintess want?"
Yan Wuyou smiled slightly and explained the plan to Yue Lingxi. After hearing the plan, Yue Lingxi thought for a moment and said lightly: "You can give it a try."
After saying that, he went back to the top floor with one of the palace ladies to preside over the situation without saying a word.
Yan Wuyou didn't react for a moment. Seeing Yue Lingxi and the others going upstairs, when he realized what he was doing, he couldn't help but blinked speechlessly, that's it? Hey! What do you think of the spiritual liquid that I want to change?
Yan Wuyou looked at the remaining palace maid with an incomprehensible expression: "Beautiful sister, this princess wants to exchange for a few more bottles of spiritual liquid. What does Yuezuo mean by this?"
When the palace maid heard this, she smiled helplessly and responded: "The saint doesn't know something. As far as the princess is concerned, is this purity?
But for this pure spiritual liquid, we, the seven senior alchemists from Yunyue Palace, must work together to refine the top-level spiritual liquid.
Only eight bottles can be tempered in a year, and Yuezuo Shi only got two bottles.
One of the reasons is that the main raw materials cannot be found in the human world. The other reason is that the tempering process is very cumbersome and rigorous, and it will be destroyed if you are not careful. "
Hearing this, Yan Wuyou was already blushing with shame. He weakly apologized to Gong E and the alchemist of Yunyue Palace for his reckless and ignorant words just now. Gong E accepted the saint's apology with a smile.
Yan Wuyou smiled awkwardly, but in his sincere heart, he still murmured that the purity of this spiritual liquid compared to the purity of the spiritual power fruit in the underworld is not just a tiny bit worse, but a world of difference!
Yan Wuyou silently decided in his heart that next time he returned to the underworld, he would bring out the spiritual power fruit to make spiritual liquid or spiritual power pills!
Wait, this princess is going downstairs just now to visit and express condolences to the injured!
Thinking of this, Yan Wuyou quickly sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes and felt with all his heart that the spiritual liquid was slowly repairing and nourishing the body that was overstretched with spiritual power.
After half a stick of incense, Yan Wuyou recovered some of his strength after absorbing the spiritual liquid. He opened his beautiful eyes leisurely, got up and walked downstairs.
Gong E, who was guarding Yan Wuyou, saw this and hurriedly followed.
The Imperial Master saw the saintly girl with fluttering clothes and veil covering her face coming down from upstairs.
He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Saint?!"
Hearing this, other people present looked back in unison, with surprised expressions on their faces. They looked at the saint who was walking downstairs, and then looked at the door.
Someone muttered in confusion: "Why are there two saints?"
