Hearing Shen Jiulu's thanks, Yunyou Fenggan laughed twice.
He was still there when he broke into the Yu clan back then. Although he didn't kill anyone, he was still very guilty in the face of the bitter master.
Fortunately, the rescuer came: "Junior brother Jiujiu, junior brother Jiujiu."
Head on, Fan He and Lily of the Valley walked quickly.
Shen Jiuliu glanced behind the two of them, frowned in disbelief, and asked worriedly, "Senior Sister He, why are you here, Xiaoxian?"
When Ling Lan heard this, she immediately exploded: "Xiao Xian Xiao Xian, what else do you see besides Rong Xian."
Facing Linglan's sudden temper, Shen Jiuliu looked blank, and he asked in a cold tone, "Senior Sister Linglan, who offended you?"
Yun Youfeng, who was on the side, twitched the corner of his mouth and hid himself in the corner. Such emotional entanglements are really not something he can mix.
Ling Lan was almost blown up by Shen Jiulu's incomprehensible wood: "Shen Jiulu, can't you see that I like you? Do you still have the heart to miss other women in front of someone who likes you?"
Shen Jiuliu's eyes were a little helpless, even if he didn't like Ling Lan, but after all, the two grew up together, and they had been in love with each other for many years, he couldn't just tear up his face and drive people away: "Senior Sister Linglan, the one I like is the only one."
Over the years, Rong Xian was the only one who made his heart move.
After that, he quickly changed the subject and said to Fan He, "Senior Sister Fan He, why don't you see Xiaoxian?"
Fan He was also very helpless. She really hoped that the younger brother and the younger sister could become a pair. This way, the younger sect master's position would be more stable, but there was nothing anyone could do about emotional matters.
"Doctor Rong is still in the room, she told us to leave Ziwei City as soon as possible." Fan He said.
Yunyoufeng suddenly jumped out: "Let us leave?"
He glanced at Shen Jiulu and asked, "Is it related to what happened in the mansion just now?"
Something must have happened, otherwise Qing Bo wouldn't have been in such a hurry, and he couldn't even care about Shen Jiulu, who had been trying to arrest him.
"What happened? Did something happen just now?" Fan He asked in confusion.
Shen Jiu paid attention: "It may be related, let's ask Xiaoxian. Whether she is leaving or staying, Xiaoxian will go with us. I don't worry about her staying here alone."
He strode away, heading towards Hao Ran's small courtyard of Rong Xian, so angry that Ling Lan's teeth clenched.
Yun Youfeng also hurriedly followed, reaching out to wipe off the cold sweat, this woman made him feel groggy.
In the room that seemed to be daytime, the fragrance of medicine was light and quiet. Rong Xian sat at the table and looked at the bamboo slips in front of her. In addition to various medicinal materials, there were also rare alchemy techniques.
"What I seek for the rest of my life is immortality and longevity, and what I seek to bring back to life after more than one hundred and eighty years has finally been mysterious. Then, looking back, I suddenly see one person. I wrote this book to pass on to future generations. The cause and effect of life and death matters..." Rong Xian said softly, the handwriting on the back I can no longer see it clearly, and this bamboo slip is also missing a part.
Rong Xian sighed lightly, it was truly amazing to be able to do this step with the body of a mortal. It's a pity that it still can't resist the ravages of time. Time will bury everything that should be and should not be, and the remaining few words will allow future generations to spy on the once glorious past in the gap.
Immortal life, resurrection from the dead, this kind of Dao is not only searched by mortals, even monks are not pursuing detachment, detachment from life and death, detachment from heaven and earth, and not bound by Dao!
She fixedly looked at the bamboo slips, her eyes suddenly lit up: "If you replace ordinary medicinal materials with fairy medicines, will there be different effects?"
Rong Xian didn't really want to practice immortality and bring the dead back to life. She didn't bother to use the pills to achieve her goals. Her path to immortality had already been set, and she knew exactly how to go.
Now the so-called alchemy is just a curiosity. Since he has chosen to practice medicine as an entertainment and leisure after his practice, of course, the more alchemy as an auxiliary, the better.
After she memorized all the alchemy recipes and alchemy techniques in the bamboo slips, she closed her eyes and deduced the success of the alchemy technique in her heart.
"Cough cough!" Not long after the beginning, Rong Xian's body couldn't support it, or her soul couldn't support it.
After that bowl of sunshade, in order to let the 'ban' leave her soul, she did not hesitate to hurt herself. Under the effect of the sunshade, her soul disappeared, and the soul could not support her body, which caused her body to start. decay.
Even with the help of the power of merit later, the wounds of the soul have not healed.
In the past, in order to contain the Biqi Demon Prison, her cultivation base for thousands of years was not strong enough to suppress the Demon Prison. After the ban was released, she was qualified to seek detachment.
And whether it's the physical injury or the soul's injury is controllable, compared with the 'ban', all the costs are worth it.
She ignored physical problems and immersed herself in the deduction.
Time passed by, she deduced hundreds of times, and finally succeeded in the correction.
'puff! ' Rong Xian vomited blood. She opened her eyes. Although her face was extremely pale, her eyes were very bright: "I didn't expect alchemy to have merit. It's interesting. It's really interesting."
She ignored the bloodstains on the ground, instead she picked up the pen and wrote down the formula she just deduced on the paper. After pondering for a while, she recorded the alchemy technique.
Just as Rong Xian put down her pen, she sensed a few familiar breaths approaching in the distance.
Shen Jiulu and the others came back so soon, didn't Qingbo embarrass them
Could it be that they really just had a cup of tea to catch up
Rong Xian's eyes twitched, and she directly confirmed her guess and said with emotion: "Sure enough, there is no eternal enemy in this world."
Rong Xian didn't know that it was all because of her, but she didn't take it to heart, as she could tell from her perfunctory attitude.
She looked down at the blood stains on the ground and frowned slightly, and waved her sleeves away, and the blood stains disappeared instantly. She ran her fingertips across the clothes, and the little blood on the skirt disappeared.
At this time, she took out a piece of jinpa from her bosom without haste, and gently wiped the blood from her mouth. The handkerchief covered her mouth, and her throat moved, but she couldn't help coughing out.
A fishy sweetness poured out, soaking the Jinpa.
Rong Xian's palm flashed, and Jinpa was burned to ashes.
She took out a seventh-grade lotus medicinal pill and put it in her mouth, and the medicinal pill turned into a stream of energy that spread towards the limbs and bones, stopping the decay of the internal organs.
Rong Xian took out a handkerchief again and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The handkerchief had just been put into her sleeve when there was a knock on the door.
"Rong Xian, it's me." Yun Youfeng's ruffian voice was very distinctive.
Rong Xian cleared her throat and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Yun Youfeng, who walked in excitedly, paused in footsteps, sniffed at the tip of his nose, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
No, it smells bloody.
Rong Xian: I can't help but think that my nose has a bloody smell. . . (ノQ 口Q)ノ
(End of this chapter)