Rong Yueyuan remained calm on his face, but he had already thought of something in his heart.
Song Yiheng was stunned for a moment.
alright?
No, is it back to normal?
how can that be possible? !
He didn't take care of it, so why did it get better? ?
"Yiheng, what kind of adventure did you encounter when you went out to practice?" The second elder asked. He looked at Song Yiheng in shock and curiosity, "If you continue like this, your Dantian will not only be restored to what it was before, but it will even be better than before. Who is this expert who has developed such a magical elixir?"
He doesn't know this either.
Song Yiheng opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
His head was so dizzy from the news that it took him a while to react. Seeing the second elder like that, Song Yiheng pursed his lips.
I don’t know why, but I always feel that my current improvement is related to those terribly bitter osmanthus candies.
But……
Even the second elder said that it was almost irreversible damage. How could a little girl like Zhizhi do anything about it?
"This..." Song Yiheng seemed to have something unspeakable.
The second elder smiled and said, "If you can't say it, don't say it. I'm just a little surprised, but this is also your fate. I'm happy that you're fine."
Although he was curious, he also knew how to measure things. This was Yi Heng's adventure. In short, he was fine.
Song Yiheng smiled, humble and gentle.
After a while, Song Yizhi came out with a pamphlet.
She briefly talked to the second elder about the cultivation method of blood jade brown lotus, and the second elder left eager to experiment.
Feng Yian looked at Song Yiheng, then at Song Yizhi, and finally at Rong Yueyuan, always feeling what they were going to say next.
Song Yizhi first went to the kitchen to make a pot of scented tea, and then poured a cup for Rong Yueyuan.
"Hey! Don't you have mine?" Feng Yian looked at Song Yizhi with a bit of pity on his face.
"You can't drink." Song Yizhi said.
She didn't dare to give Feng Yian the blood jade brown lotus tea, or she might be accused of murdering the young demon master.
Feng Yian said "Ah" without forcing it.
Song Yiheng looked at his sister and finally asked, "Zhizhi, the fact that my Dantian can be restored to its original state has something to do with you, right?"
Song Yizhi nodded, and she took a sip of scented tea.
Seeing that Song Yizhi didn't want to talk, Song Yiheng didn't ask any more questions.
Feng Yian looked at Song Yizhi in shock.
After a while, Feng Yi calmed down and spoke seriously, "Don't worry, Zhizhi, I promise not to say a word of these words to anyone today."
Song Yizhi nodded, "Yeah."
My brother asked this in front of Feng Yian. It seemed that he trusted Feng Yian very much.
As for where trust comes from, Song Yizhi has some guesses.
Looking at the little girl who believed in him so easily, Feng Yian couldn't help but preached with sincerity, "Zhizhi, sometimes you can't trust others so easily."
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, "Brother trusts you. I trust my brother, so I choose to trust you."
Feng Yian glanced at Song Yiheng and snorted softly.
Song Yiheng looked at his sister with doting eyes, and then said to Feng Yi'an in a nonchalant manner, "Zhizhi is very smart, she just trusts me."
Looking at Song Yiheng's show off face, Feng Yian lightly clicked his tongue, then took out a jade box and handed it to Song Yizhi across Song Yiheng.
"Thank you, father... My father was worried about your broken body, and even made a special trip to find some spiritual plants for you. Now it seems that you don't need them anymore. Just take the Zhizhi." Feng Yian said angrily.
Song Yizhi didn't know why she accepted it. She looked at Song Yiheng and then at Feng Yian. Seeing that they were not going to make it clear to her, she thought about whether she should continue to act stupid.
Song Yizhi raised the valuable jade box in his hand and asked curiously, "Why is the demon master looking for these spiritual plants for my brother?"
Feng Yian looked at Song Yiheng, with the words "Explain" written clearly in his eyes.
Song Yiheng looked at his sister and said with a gentle face, "Maybe it's because of my mother. I don't know the details. If Zhizhi is curious, can he ask his mother?"
Song Yizhi curled his lips and put away the jade box without saying anything else.
Okay, since they want to fool themselves, then pretend to be fooled.
After sitting for a while, Song Yiheng and Feng Yian left.
Rong Yueyuan took a sip of scented tea and his eyes fell on Song Yizhi.
Before Rong Yueyuan could speak, Song Yizhi waved his hand and said, "Don't rush me, I will go practice swordplay later."
She felt so tired even though she didn't do anything. She just wanted to lie down in the rocking chair and sleep comfortably.
What Rong Yueyuan wanted to say was not to let Song Yizhi practice swordplay, "Your medical skills..." When Song Yizhi looked over mid-sentence, he suddenly felt that he should not ask this question, and said, "It's okay."
Song Yizhi looked a little amused at the way Rong Yueyuan wanted to ask but suddenly didn't, "You can ask if you want, it's not like I won't say anything."
Rong Yueyuan’s story has almost been exposed, what else can’t be said?
Thinking of those medicine jars, Rong Yueyuan felt that Song Yizhi was not an alchemist. After all, alchemists all used alchemy cauldrons, but her medical skills were indeed a bit outrageous.
"Are you an alchemist?" Rong Yueyuan asked.
Song Yizhi answered the question, "What kind of spiritual root am I?"
"Ice Spirit Root." Rong Yueyuan said.
Song Yizhi spread his hands, "An alchemist needs a fire spirit root. No matter how bad it is, there must be a strange fire or something. Do you think I have the qualifications to become an alchemist?"
Rong Yueyuan understood, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just warned, "You have to hide your medical skills."
Even the damage to Dantian can be cured. Song Yizhi's medical skills are incredible. If others find out, her fate will be obvious.
Song Yizhi nodded, "Don't worry, I've only treated you and my brother. I won't treat others. Life and death have nothing to do with me."
Seeing Song Yizhi like that, Rong Yueyuan couldn't help laughing.
Everlasting Hatred Peak.
When the fourth elder came back, he saw Mo Xi treating Lan Qianqian's wounds again.
Knowing the special physique of this young apprentice, the fourth elder asked, "Is the injury serious? There is no need to be polite in private."
Hearing this, Lan Qianxi sat back and said politely, "It's just a few scratches, nothing serious."
Mo Xi respectfully called Master.
"Yizhi told me that she didn't stop that little bastard." The fourth elder took out the compensation given by Rong Yueyuan and a few magic weapons he added and handed it to Lan Qianqian, "This is what the fifth elder gave me. Your compensation, that spiritual beast is wild and untamable, please stay away from me in the future to avoid being scratched again."
Lan Qianxi looked at the storage bag and magic weapon in front of her. She couldn't take it or not take it for a moment.
Of course she wanted what the fifth elder gave her, but the problem was that this thing was a compensation given by the fifth elder on behalf of Song Yizhi.
Jealousy burned in Lan Qianqian's heart.
Lan Qianxi finally reached out to take it. She lowered her eyes and said, "It's not Senior Sister Song's fault. It's because I really like that cat. I will stay away from it in the future."
The fourth elder did not think too much and said softly, "If you like spiritual beasts, I will take you to the Beast Control Sect to see it."
The little girl seems to really like furry spiritual beasts. When the time comes, take Sissi to the Beast Control Sect and pick out a good one for her.
Lan Qianxi looked at the fourth elder with surprise, and then said sensibly, "Would it be too much trouble for Master?"
"No." The fourth elder smiled, "I'll take you with me then."
"Thank you, Master." Mo Xi and Lan Qianxi spoke together.
No matter how good that little beast is, it has been contaminated by Song Yizhi. When the time comes to follow her master to the Beast Control Sect, she must choose one carefully.
