Chapter 71： Still a year

Chapter 71 Still one year

Mu Zixian immediately shut his mouth.

It stands to reason that when the master left the imperial city, Yu Ge, as a personal bodyguard, should follow him, but the master did not let him come. Although he said that he had something to do, he, Changfeng and Jin Yutang all knew that the master was alienating Yu Ge. Yu Ge was not allowed to do anything important this year, and Yu Ge didn't know anything confidential.

It’s just that Yu Ge is not alert yet and is willing to be Qin Suyue’s lackey, alas!

He doesn’t want to be the next Yu Ge.

Yan Xiangluo didn't keep them waiting for long, and she was back in just one cup of tea.

Ignoring them, she waved her delicate hand, and an alchemy furnace with a strong ancient charm was suspended in front of her, and then a cluster of flames fell under the alchemy furnace.

Mu Zixian and Changfeng both looked at her in surprise. She was the second person they had ever seen who used her fire power to refine elixirs and weapons. The first one was their master Ji Jiuzhong.

After all, using your own fire power to refine alchemy and weapon requires strong mental support.

Ji Jiuchong’s eyes also flashed, but his expression did not change.

With a thought, Yan Xiangluo took out medicinal herbs one by one from the space and threw them into the alchemy furnace to start refining the elixir.

Mu Zixian and Changfeng did not dare to make any noise, and even stopped drinking tea, because they knew that the elixir was refined for Ji Jiuzhong.

Mu Zixian was also an alchemist himself, and he watched her refining the pill intently. She was several years younger than him, and her technique was more comfortable than him, and much faster than him. Whether it was the time to dissolve the herbs or the time to purify them, it was less than 10 years ago. In just one stick of incense, she had already begun to condense the elixir.

When the elixir was ready, Mu Zixian's eyes widened in shock. Oh my God, the rich aroma and golden elixir pattern. This is a perfect quality elixir. She actually refined a perfect quality elixir. medicine.

Looking at her expression, it seemed like this was a normal thing. Could it be that the elixirs she refined were all of perfect quality?

What kind of talent does she have? In front of her, even a person who has been given the talent of alchemy by her family is embarrassed to call herself a genius.

Yan Xiangluo flicked the elixir directly and ran towards Ji Jiuzhong, "Take the elixir first and meditate for an hour, and then I will give you the acupuncture."

Ji Jiuzhong caught the elixir and put it in his mouth without hesitation. The elixir melted in his mouth and slid directly down. Then a comfortable breath spread through the meridians all over his body, and finally gathered into his Dantian. From the last spiritual power Exhausted, all the discomfort in my body disappeared at this moment.

What kind of elixir is this, so effective?

Ji Jiuchong was curious but didn’t ask anything, and started to meditate cross-legged.

Yu Xiangluo was also meditating opposite him.

Mu Zixian and Changfeng looked at each other in a daze. They don’t want to waste this time, but they still need to practice?

Thinking that she is now a dual cultivator of both spirit and martial arts, she suddenly understands that a person's energy is limited and there is only so much time. If you want to cultivate both spiritual and martial arts, you must pay more. If you don't have enough time, you can only squeeze in.

They didn't bother the two of them, just sat drinking tea and waiting.

An hour passed, and when Ji Jiuchong opened her eyes, Yan Xiangluo also quit practicing.

He took out a medicine bag and threw it to Changfeng, "There is a kitchen on the south side of the hall. There is water in it. You go boil the water and boil the medicine bag. It only takes a quarter of an hour to boil it. Then put it in the bathtub I prepared and get it. Come here."

Changfeng caught the medicine bag without saying anything. He stood up and left the practice room. He looked at the palace on the mountain and walked up. As expected, he walked around the palace and saw a separate house to the south. When he walked over, he saw that it was indeed a kitchen. It is fully equipped and has a bathtub.

Changfeng followed Yan Xiangluo’s instructions and began to boil water and cook medicine.

Here, Yan Xiangluo took out the needle roll and said to Ji Jiuzhong: "Take off your shirt."

Ji Jiuzhong glanced at the needle roll. It was still the one she had sewn in the cave. Apparently, it was also the silver needle he refined. He took off his robe and sat cross-legged. It was an experience once, but this time there was no need for Yan Xiangluo to waste any time.

Yan Xiangluo's eyes were clear, and there was no change because of the man's bare upper body. He fluttered his bare hands, and in a moment, all eighty-one silver needles on the chest and back were pierced into Ji Jiuzhong's body.

About two-quarters of an hour later, Changfeng came in with the bathtub in his arms.

Yan Xiangluo stood up and said to Changfeng: "Take off his clothes, soak in the tub, continue to boil the medicine, and change when it gets cold."

He took out five more packets of medicine and put them on the table. "These five packets of medicine have been soaked, so there is no need to soak them. But don't touch the silver needle. I live in the room opposite the kitchen. If you need anything, call me."

Changfeng looked at the medicine bag and said, "Miss, do you still have a bathtub?"

He couldn't let his master come out naked, change the medicine soup, and then come back and let his master soak in it!

"I will put another bathtub in the kitchen." After saying this, Xiangluo stood up and left.

Changfeng discussed with Mu Zixian and decided that Mu Zixian would guard the master and Changfeng would be responsible for boiling the medicinal soup.

After Yan Xiangluo put a bathtub in the kitchen, she went back to the room to practice. She sighed in her heart. This was the bathtub prepared by the original owner's parents. Now that it is ready, it has been used by Ji Jiuzhong, and she has to prepare more. Only one would do. She was not used to using a bathtub that a man had used.

That night, Changfeng brewed five barrels of medicinal soup, and Ji Jiuzhong soaked in the medicinal soup for one night. But strangely, his skin had no problems at all, no wrinkles or wrinkles caused by being soaked in water for a long time. Normal white.

And he felt it very clearly that the fetal poison was once again suppressed by Yan Xiangluo.

It's just that this time because he consumed all his spiritual power, his body was damaged. I don't know how long he can survive this time.

Yan Xiangluo made the last bucket of medicinal soup in Ji Jiuchong on time and put on her pants.

He checked his pulse first, nodded, put away the silver needle very quickly, and reminded him: "If you exhaust all your spiritual power again, even if the fetal poison is resolved, your talent and cultivation will be damaged. serious."

“I know.” Ji Jiu nodded.

Changfeng felt extremely guilty. It was all because of their incompetence. If it weren't for their lack of strength, how could they let their master exhaust their spiritual energy to fight against the opponent?

Jin Yutang has also been feeling guilty about this matter. They all remembered Yuan Xiangluo's instructions very clearly a year ago, but there was nothing they could do. At that time, no one except the master was his opponent, and they were almost defeated.

“Girl, how long can the poison be suppressed this time?” Ji Jiuzhong asked.

Yan Xiangluo glanced at him and said, "One year."

How can you still suppress it for a year? This was an unexpected surprise for Ji Jiuzhong.

“Miss Yu’s acupuncture skills are very strong.” Ji Jiuzhong said solemnly, and he sincerely praised Xiangluo.

Mu Zixian also extended his thumb, "It is indeed very strong. Miss Yu is the first person I admire in terms of medical skills."

Yan Xiangluo nodded, "At present, I am only good at medical skills."

(End of this chapter)