Rong Yueyuan smiled warmly and looked warm, "I gave her a chance, but she didn't want to give it back to me. I can't take it by force, right?"
"..." Zong Zhengling couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
He bet a piece of spiritual stone that Rong Yueyuan, a thief, was definitely here for the underworld!
That little girl Song Yizhi definitely has no idea what the meaning of this magical weapon is!
Looking at the man who was as gentle as the spring breeze, Zong Zhengling said coolly, "Come on, come on, don't say it to me in such a high-sounding way. Isn't it embarrassing for a man of his age to be mean to a little girl?"
"Then I hope you won't be like me in the future. Do you remember to be more aboveboard?" Rong Yueyuan fought back with a smile on his face.
Zong Zhengling deeply felt that Rong Yueyuan was a bad learner.
He used to be taciturn and would draw his sword when he got really annoyed. Why now...
Who did you follow to learn bad things?
As Zong Zhengling was speechless, the courtyard fell silent.
After a long time, Zong Zhengling spoke again.
"Anyway, you can just do whatever you want with this relationship." Zong Zhengling said, "It's just... I hope you can understand it, but I don't really want you to understand it."
"Why?" Rong Yueyuan was puzzled.
Zong Zhengling was silent for a while and then said an overly realistic topic, "She doesn't even have the golden elixir, but you have already overcome the tribulation."
The gap in cultivation was like a chasm, and he had also heard of this little girl Song Yizhi's rotten wood reputation.
Although he only met Song Yizhi a few times, he also knew something about this little girl.
Song Yizhi really doesn't like to practice. She just wants to eat and drink. But Rong Yueyuan is different. His goal in life is too clear, to ascend!
"..." Rong Yueyuan's heart sank slightly.
Zong Zhengling raised his hand to support his chin and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, what you dislike most is lazy monks, but Song Yizhi is always lazy."
Why did Rong Yueyuan treat Song Yizhi differently?
Is this emotion? It's so terrifying!
"She's not lazy, she's unwilling to practice." Rong Yueyuan said, "Being lazy just to not practice and slacking off are two different things."
Moreover, Song Yizhi is not slacking off. She has a strong foundation, which she has developed through hard work.
As for why she doesn't practice, maybe her secret has something to do with it.
Zong Zhengling felt that Rong Yueyuan was deceiving him.
Why are slacking off for the sake of not cultivating and slacking off are two different things?
Isn't this all laziness?
He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.
"Let's go." Zong Zhengling stood up.
Rong Yueyuan took back the barrier.
This way.
Song Yizhi and others were wandering on the street.
"This looks fine." Wei Ling was a little troubled, "You can't see any difference at all with the naked eye. How should we distinguish between those who have been poisoned and those who are fine?"
Song Yizhi nodded and said in agreement, "That's a good question."
Wei Ling glared at Song Yizhi, and then his eyes for help fell on Ye Hanxing.
Among their group, only Ye Hanxing is a doctor.
Ye Hanxing was helpless when facing three pairs of eyes filled with the need for knowledge and help.
"Don't look at me like this. I haven't studied poisonous poison in depth. I have no way of knowing it yet." Ye Hanxing said.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes and said seriously, "You can ask Mr. Ye."
"Ye Chao?" Ye Hanxing asked, remembering that Song Yizhi had returned to Peony City, and asked, "Does he have any clues?"
Song Yizhi nodded and shook his head.
"I'll ask him." Ye Hanxing took out the communication talisman and contacted Ye Chao.
After wandering the streets all morning and finding nothing, a few people found a place to eat and rest.
In the elegant room.
Ye Hanxing still held the communication talisman and chatted with Ye Chao.
When it comes to the transformation of corpses into demons, the two brothers seem to have a lot to talk about.
Wei Ling whispered to Song Yizhi, "Speaking of which, why isn't Senior Brother Song here?"
"Brother, he is comprehending what he has gained in the past few days." Song Yizhi said in a low voice.
Wei Ling understood.
"After this experience is completed and you graduate from the academy, you will be an official disciple of the Changqiu Sect. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to become an inner disciple." Song Yizhi and Wei Ling said in a low voice.
Wei Ling nodded, "How about I become Song Ningfeng's inner disciple? Then it will be easier to find you, right?"
It's no secret that Song Yizhi temporarily stayed at Jiaoyue Peak. Sooner or later, she would have to go back to Song Ningfeng. She was in Songningfeng, so it would be convenient to find her then.
"Are you sure?" Song Yizhi looked at Wei Ling seriously, "Song Ningfeng is famous for being strict."
Song Ningfeng's disciples are famous for their high quality, which is due to his mother's rigorous training.
Even if they are disciples with the cultivation level of Senior Sister Huaizhu and Brother, they still cannot escape the quiz, which shows how harsh it is.
Wei Ling nodded, "Strict masters produce great disciples, don't worry, I can still endure hardships!"
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling on the shoulder, "If you can endure hardship, Song Ningfeng is indeed the best choice, but Song Ningfeng's selection is also very strict."
"I have confidence in myself." Wei Ling raised his chin, "I will definitely be in the top ten when I graduate from the academy!"
Each batch of new disciples will have a competition after graduating from the academy. Only the top ten can become the inner disciples of the Changqiu Sect. This is a rare opportunity for them.
Song Yizhi nodded, "Come on, I believe in you."
The two of them chatted for a while, and the food was served.
However, seeing that Ye Hanxing was still holding the communication talisman, several people did not disturb him and ate quietly with their heads lowered.
When Ye Hanxing put away the communication talisman, he saw a lot of vegetables in the bowl in front of him.
"This is something we put together for you before we started eating." Song Yizhi said, "I didn't know how long you were going to chat before I waited for you, but I was afraid that we would finish eating after you finished chatting, so I put some for you first. Leave it alone.”
"Thank you." Ye Hanxing finished speaking and picked up the chopsticks.
After several people finished eating, Ye Hanxing talked about the transformation of the corpse into a demon.
"Ye Chao has gained a lot. He told me before how to confirm whether there are poisonous poisons in a living person." Ye Hanxing said, "We may need to go to the medicine shop."
Song Yizhi and others nodded.
After going to several drug stores one after another to buy the herbs he wanted, Ye Hanxing hurried back to make medicine.
Wei Ling and others knew nothing about these medicinal materials, so they were ready to go separate ways after walking into the Wei family's gate.
However, Ye Hanxing stopped Song Yizhi and said, "Miss Song, come and take a look too."
Song Yizhi should know some pharmacology, otherwise she would not be able to cultivate spiritual plants so well.
Although I don’t know if Miss Song plans to become a doctor, it doesn’t hurt to know more.
Song Yizhi was a little surprised, but still followed Ye Hanxing.
…
"This is Jingxing root, a second-grade spiritual plant. It smells like the sea." Ye Hanxing took out a few pieces of rhizome and asked Song Yizhi to speak, "According to Ye Chao, Jingxing root is the core of this recipe."
Song Yizhi, who was sitting on the side, silently moved the small stool under his buttocks back.
This fishy smell comes from above!
Ye Hanxing threw the rhizome in his hand into the alchemy cauldron, "Although the root of Jingxing doesn't smell good, this spiritual plant can react with the poison of Blood Jade Palm Lotus."
Song Yizhi nodded. She sat on a low stool and looked at the alchemy cauldron that was half a person's height, thinking secretly.
If I hit someone with this alchemy cauldron, would it kill them?
(End of chapter)
