After several elders of the Xuanhui clan communicated with Ye He, Ye Guilan learned that Si Lu was also recovering from his injuries in the Xuanhui clan. Ye He asked a few questions about Si Lu's injury status, and then left with several elders.
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Not long after he walked out, Ye He hurried back and waved to Ye Guilan, "Daughter, come with me."
Ye Guilan was a little surprised, did she follow?
Ye He waved again, and Ye Guilan quickly ran over and looked back at Wanqi Wugui.
Wan Qi Wugui, who was sitting in a wheelchair, waved his hand and motioned for her to follow him quickly.
"Si Lu's skin injuries are all minor. His spiritual seed is damaged. Boy Ye, is there anything you can do to help?"
Several elders frowned, "It's a bit unexpected that Si Lu was injured like this."
"I was fighting with Wanqi Wujiang at the time, and I didn't know the specific situation on Senior Si's side. When I came back, Senior Si had already finished fighting."
Ye He whispered, "As long as the damage to the spiritual seed is not irreversible, there is room for it."
Hearing these words, Ye Guilan's heart tightened. The damage was irreversible. Lord Ruosi's spiritual seed was like that of Uncle Mei's...
"It has not been corroded. He has consumed too much spiritual energy. The opponent's strength should also be very strong. The spiritual seed is damaged."
Ye He nodded, "That's good, let me take a look first before talking."
In an area isolated by phantom gods, several elders stood outside and shouted, "Silu, it's us."
The phantom god's barrier was broken, and several figures quickly walked in.
"Little girl from the Ye family, why are you here too?"
In the spacious courtyard, a figure was sitting there, holding something to maintain his heavy sword, and the sword's edge shone with a cold light.
Si Lu was not wearing any shirt, and his strong back full of muscles was exposed. The muscles were distributed in blocks like hard rocks. With his slight movements, you can see the hard lines of bulging muscles.
Power, this is the most direct impact Si Lu gives people.
If Ye Guilan hadn't seen Si Lu's whitened lips and the fresh wound across his chest and abdomen, she really wouldn't have been able to tell where Sir Si in front of her was injured.
"Why did you come out?"
Several elders were also surprised. Si Lu raised his thick eyebrows and said, "I'm not so sick that I have to lie in bed all the time. I just..."
Si Lu's expression paused, as if he was suppressing pain. He took a deep breath and said, "It's just a few minor injuries."
"Senior Si, the damage to your spiritual seed is not a minor injury."
Ye He stepped forward, walked up to Si Lu, and grabbed his wrist without any explanation. He didn't care at all about Si Lu's expression or temper at this time, and said in a low voice, "There is no need to show off at this time to save face."
Si Lu was a little annoyed, but he didn't say anything and held the heavy sword in his hand.
"Ye boy, you are here first, we still have some things to deal with."
"Okay, please don't worry, elders."
Several elders hurriedly turned around and left. Si Lu looked at Ye Guilan and said, "It's okay for your father to stay here. Why are you joining in the fun, little girl?"
Ye Guilan twitched her lips, she also wanted to know why her father wanted to follow her.
"Ugh!"
Si Lu groaned, the arm holding the heavy sword trembled violently, and let go as if losing strength, and the heavy sword was about to hit the ground.
Ye Guilan rushed over and reached out to hug her without thinking. When Ye He saw it, he roared angrily, "Don't touch!"
"Don't touch!"
Si Lu also spoke out at the same time. Ye Guilan was shouted back and immediately retreated. The edge of the epee brushed against the edge of her body and hit the ground hard, directly falling into a deep pit.
Ye He felt sweat forming on his forehead while Si Lu exhaled.
Ye Guilan stared at the heavy sword that had been smashed into the ground. The pitch-black blade showed no signs of being forged, as if it was forged from a piece of material.
The hilt of the sword is also very rough, almost as if it was made by rubbing it temporarily.
Looking at this giant sword, there are no engraved patterns or any embellishments on it. It is completely black, so black that one cannot help but feel depressed.
I didn't think anything of it before, but looking at it at such a close distance, Ye Guilan just felt that this sword was very evil.
"Stay away from it."
Ye He spoke, knowing that he was shouting in a hurry, and his tone was not very good, so he coaxed softly, "Come, come to daddy."
Ye Guilan obeyed and walked over immediately. Si Lu sat there, staring at the epee with his dark eyes, "Your father is right, stay away from it."
Ye He raised his eyes and glanced at Si Lu, then let go of his wrist, "Senior Si, it's better to repair the damaged spiritual seed as soon as possible. Don't show off."
Si Lu moved his lips, "...I understand."
Ye He stood up and calmly took his daughter back a few steps, "I will stay with you for the next few days and I will personally supervise your taking medicine."
Si Lu's face twitched a few times, and he reached out to grab the heavy sword on the ground. Ye He whispered, "Before your spiritual seed is completely repaired, even you had better not touch it."
Si Lu's hand stopped in mid-air, moved his fingers a few times, and finally took it back.
"I understand if you stay here, but why does this little girl come with you?"
Si Lu looked at Ye Guilan and said, "Boy Ye, you are the Huanshen Pharmacist. Do you still need your daughter's help?"
"No help required, but it's a good opportunity for her to learn."
Ye He raised a smile and said, "If possible, I would also like her to give it a try."
Si Lu's expression could no longer be described as ugly. Ye Guilan pulled Ye He's sleeves countless times in embarrassment, hoping that her father would stop showing off like this in front of Lord Si.
It's normal for her father to be sure of his daughter, but Ye Guilan knew clearly that she didn't have the ability to try it.
The opportunity to watch Huanshen Pharmacist make medicines was something no one else but her could have.
As for getting started, no, no.
The father and daughter came to another room, and Ye He started to take things out. Ye Guilan stood beside him and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what medicine are you going to make, is it the magic god level?"
"First make a phantom-level medicine. Repairing the spirit species is more complicated and requires several medicines to work together."
Ye Guilan nodded. Indeed, repairing a wound cannot be done in one step.
"Dad, I'll write out this recipe later. Come and try it."
Ye He said with a smile, "It won't be too difficult. It won't be too difficult for you."
"Dad, this is the medicine for repairing Master Si's spiritual seed. You want me to do it? This is not appropriate."
Ye Guilan shook his head repeatedly, "I can just watch from the side, I really can't get started."
"So unsure of yourself?"
Ye He had a smile in his eyes, "Dad knows what's going on, you just do it."
No, I don't think you can count it accurately.
Ye Guilan shook his head again. Ye He had already taken out a pen and paper and sat there to write. While writing, he said, "Is it possible that I don't know my daughter's pharmaceutical level? It doesn't matter even if she fails. She can't kill anyone anyway."
When Ye Guilan heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched hard.
"Dad, that's Master Si, a powerful Illusion God!"
"So what about the Phantom God?"
The pen in Ye He's hand never stopped, "If Dad lets you try, you will be absolutely sure. Even if you really fail, Dad will still be there."
After the recipe was written, Ye He handed it over with a smile, "Look, it's not that difficult."
Ye Guilan took the piece of paper, looked at the number of arrows on it, and gave a smile that was uglier than crying.
It's not that difficult, just a little bit difficult.
Ye He picked up a prepared medicinal material and said, "Dad, I will give you a demonstration first, and you will watch."
Ye Guilan's temples jumped suddenly, and his eyes immediately glanced over, carefully observing Ye He's pharmaceutical process.
While making medicine, Ye He also provided thoughtful explanations. Seeing the serious expression on his daughter's face, Ye He couldn't help but feel how beautiful she was.
Finally, the medicine is formed into a flat, pure white tablet.
"Are you sure?"
Ye He spoke, Ye Guilan nodded, and watched his own father crush the formed medicine with a movement of his fingers.
"Dad, if you don't give it to Master Si..."
"It's trash."
Ye He spoke casually and gently pushed the prepared medicinal materials, "Let's do it, dad is watching."
The loving father's eyes were full of eagerness and expectation. Ye Guilan nodded and began to try the medicine. He couldn't help but worry a little. If Master Si knew this, would he be... angry?
"Gui Lan, don't be distracted."
The old father gave a very gentle reminder, and Ye Guilan quickly calmed down and concentrated on making medicine.
After several failures, Ye Guilan succeeded, but the shape of the medicine was far less perfect than Ye He's. She originally planned to crush the medicine like Ye He did, but she didn't want it to be taken away directly.
Ye He looked at it for a while and said, "Okay, that's it."
Ye Guilan blinked. Before she could say anything, Ye He had already opened the door and walked out. Ye Guilan reacted with a sudden reaction, "Dad, dad!"
When she chased him out, she saw that the medicine she had made entered Si Lu's mouth.
My Adam's apple moved clearly and I ate.
Si Lu turned around and said, "Little girl, what's your expression?"
Ye Guilan rubbed his face hard, Si Lu frowned, "Why does it smell so weird?"
Ye He grabbed his wrist again without saying anything. Ye Guilan stood aside silently, unable to help but raise his head and hold his forehead.
Fortunately, Mr. Si is a powerful phantom god, so he really can't be killed.