This place is different from the space where Long Wenmu is located. In the eyes, there are dangerous peaks full of burnt yellow.
The sky was covered with dark grey, and the towering cliffs and peaks seemed to be sharpened by a knife. Anyone who was here could understand that this was a dangerous place.
Pale thunder wandered in the black clouds, and thick thunders rolled around, like thunder pythons climbing above the clouds. The pale light flashed from time to time, and the sound of thunder made the mountains below rustle.
In this space, countless thunder and lightning will fall from the sky. From a distance, it looks like thunderstorms are as follows.
In the middle of this space, at the top of the highest mountain, there is a bowl-shaped depression, which is a pool and a pool of thunder.
The rich thunder energy gathered in this depression, and the white pool water that looked wafting was the transformation of countless thunder energy.
Thunder rises from the thunder pool, connecting the sky and the earth.
It is conceivable that the danger here is self-evident when gathering so much thunder. Not to mention ordinary people, even those with advanced cultivation will never dare to approach such places easily.
At this moment, two people stood on the edge of the Thunder Pool.
The thunder blew the hem of Yun Jia's clothes, and she stood upright with her chest.
The long black hair fluttered behind her, wrapping around the thunder.
Beside her is Xihe.
While entering this space, Yun Jia was guided here by Xihe.
Of course, Yun Jia knew that her cultivation was low. If it weren't for Xihe's care, she would probably not be able to get close to this place.
Looking down at the rolling thunder in the thunder pool, any person with the same cultivation level as her would probably turn into nothingness in an instant.
"Are you ready?" Xihe asked softly.
"No need to answer anymore. You know, no matter what the result is, I won't blame you. I will only thank you for giving me this opportunity." Yun Jia's frown was gently stretched out. Instead of being cramped, she was unexpectedly relaxed.
When she came in, Xihe had already told her everything, and she also knew what she was going to face.
Xihe sighed softly: "I repeat again, this is indeed the opportunity I have prepared for you, but whether to accept it depends on you... If you enter the thunder pool, I will protect you with my strength, but even if I have my strength to protect you, you may only succeed 50%. If you fail..."
What would happen if there was a failure? Xihe didn't continue to say it. Because there was no need to say it at all, both of them knew it well.
Yun Jia reached out and pressed his long hair with a knowing smile.
There is only half of the chance, but for her, she is already content with having this half of the chance.
A few days ago, she regretted her powerlessness and was also confused.
Now, if she can use half of the opportunity to exchange for the result she wants, no matter what the ending is, she will have no regrets.
"If he were there, he would probably stop you."
"I just want to fight for it. Everything has to be fought for it before it will have a result. If I give up now, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
It was over, and Xihe knew that it was useless to say more. He flicked his fingers and a ray of light fell on Yun Jia.
A light yellow fluorescence appeared around Yun Jia, which was a barrier. But Xihe knew better than anyone else that even if this barrier could maximize the isolation of thunder power, she might not be safe and sound.
Yun Jia gave her a grateful smile, stepped under her feet, and jumped into the thunder pool...
...
Another space is different from the steepness elsewhere, with green bamboo houses, lush grass, and pleasant birds singing.
The flowers are like brocade, like a fairyland.
Ye Lan sat in the bamboo pavilion, her feet gently swinging, and there were many picked spiritual herbs beside her.
After learning medical skills at Yelan, he naturally knew that every spiritual herb is a rare herb.
In the space where she lives, there are countless spiritual flowers and herbs. There are countless spiritual objects that are rare in the outside world. For doctors, this place is really no different from a fairyland.
Outside the pavilion, Xihe walked around.
When Yelan saw her, he jumped off the pavilion.
Xihe held many spiritual herbs in his hand and handed them to Yelan's hands one by one.
The two of them sat on the ground in the center of the pavilion, spreading all the spiritual herbs one by one. Xihe handed over the herbs and placed them at night. It was obvious that it was not the first time that the two of them had done such a thing.
"Heart tonic. If a person is not energetic, he can only be cured by refining it."
"Guiyuanhua. The demon master is promoted. If you use this as medicine, you can avoid many risks..."
Every time Xihe handed it to Yelan, he would dictate the effects. Yelan learned it very quickly and could basically write it down.
It was not until the last medicinal herb was explained that Xihe slowly stopped.
Yelan carefully took care of every medicinal herb. When he thought of something, he said to himself: "It has been three days, I don't know how the young master is doing."
"Don't be anxious, many of the tombs are under my control. There is also a mind of mine guarding over there, but for you, three days have passed, but for others, it may not be."
Ye Lan nodded in a vague way. Since she came here, she has seen no one except Xihe. Xihe started with her good at refining medicine and told her about pharmacology for three consecutive days.
It is undeniable that Xihe's understanding of medical theory and medical skills is far beyond anyone who Ye Lan knows.
Whether it is Long Wenmu or Feng Xiaosheng, although these people have superhuman achievements in medical skills, they are not worth mentioning in front of Xihe.
Often, many things that Ye Lan cannot understand can be understood by Xihe in just a few words. After only three days, Ye Lan knew that his medical skills were no longer the same as before.
"Do you know what the Tomb Clan Yue's lineage is best at?" Xihe asked while preparing some medicinal materials.
Ye Lan shook her head ignorantly: "Is it a refining medicine?"
Xihe did not deny: "Just like the ancient lineage is good at casting tools and setting up formations, the Yue lineage is best at pharmacology. Medical skills are only part of this path, and after medical skills, there is also alchemy."
As she said this, Xihe pinched a few spiritual herbs with her bare hands, and a ray of light ignited from her palms, and the light gathered into flames. Under the burning of the flames, the spiritual herbs quickly dried up, and a few drops of crystal juice were extracted. Xihe took out another inner elixir of monsters, extracted the spirituality at will, and blended with it. When the palm turned over, a blue pill was formed.
Looking at the crystal clear pill, Ye Lan's eyes were wide open.
In her perception, alchemists are extremely rare. No matter what force they are in, any alchemist has an extraordinary status.
Not only do alchemists need excellent skills, but they also have very strict requirements on the types of source stones they refine, so not everyone can become alchemists. For example, although Long Wenmu is proficient in pharmacology, his own strength does not match, so he is impossible to become an alchemist.
Ye Lan looked at Xihe's random refining pills, and she knew very well that Xihe's skill alone would be unattainable in the outside world. Even if it was an alchemist, it was a tedious process to refine pills, and it was too incredible to use the help of a furnace and cauldron to make pills casually.
"Do you want to learn?" Xihe smiled gently and handed her the pill.
Ye Lan's head was lit into a chicken pecking rice. She refined the source stone of the spirit demon and had wood attributes. She fully meets the conditions for becoming an alchemist. However, she has a short time studying medicine and is not good at many pharmacological practices, and no one has directed her to refine elixirs, so she has not had much contact with the elixir.
Xihe looked at her seriously and looked at her again and again, as if she was confirming something.
"Senior Xihe is the originator of the Yue family lineage. Is it that all the skills of the Yue family lineage given by Xihe?"
Xihe gently lowered his head: "Whether the surnames of the tribe and the skills they passed down are all given by me."
"Senior Xihe is going to teach me how to refine elixirs?"
The Yue family is good at refining medicine and alchemy, and Xihe is their ancestor. If he can learn a little from Xihe, he will benefit for life.
Yelan was just holding this kind of longing, but saw Xihe shook his head slightly.
"I can teach you Dandao, but what I prepared for you is actually something else."
Xihe raised his palm gently, and above her palm, a light yellow mark appeared. The mark was only the length of a finger and looked like a drop of water.
"What is this?" Ye Lan asked curiously.
Xihe did not answer her question, but asked something else: "Can you guess how the so-called tomb clan came from?"
The origin of the tomb clan? How could you guess such a thing in Yelan?
Seeing her shaking her head, Xihe continued, "When my life is about to end, I have issued a certain order to those who are loyal to me."
"Order?"
"I ordered them to guard the tomb here forever after I die. And I gave them skills, surnames, and my bloodline power. And they are the original tomb clan."
Ye Lan listened in disbelief and could gradually understand many key points. In other words, the Tomb Clan might have been just mortals at the beginning, but Xihe personally gave them the power of his bloodline.
The initial blood power was actually given by external forces.
"I gave them a lot, but at the same time, they also made them fall into the cage of the tomb tribe forever." Xihe continued to tell with a little hesitation.
She gave different things to the tomb tribe, but at the cost, the tomb tribe had to guard it for generations. Perhaps because of this, it made Xihe's face unhidden guilt.
"But that's not the fault of Senior Xihe." Ye Lan said hurriedly.
"But I gave that order."
"Senior Xihe will not give orders for no reason. I have been with me for three days. Although the time is short, I know that Senior Xihe is a gentle person. So I guess, what you gave them was not an order, but a choice." Ye Lan said seriously with a louder voice, but seemed to realize that he was a little self-righteous, and buried his head slightly, "If Senior Xihe asked them to make a choice at the beginning, and they finally chose to follow this mission, it means that they respect you very much and want to be by your side forever..."
Xihe was slightly stunned, looking at the shy girl in front of him, as if something had fallen into the deep pool in his heart and broke the water surface. His heart, which had been quiet for a long time, was actually turbulent because of these words.
She was a little moved by a rare feeling, and many pictures left in her memory were like the pages of an old ancient book, slowly opened.
She remembered the time when her life was about to end. She walked through the road of the village under the setting sun and taught people her knowledge. Those who gathered around her, those children chasing her. The past phantoms were endless, and every tiny memory flashed, as if a heavy hammer hit her chest.
It was clearly so long ago, it should have been forgotten at the end of time...
"Senior Xihe?" Ye Lan saw Xihe's body trembling slightly.
"Nothing." Xihe regained his smile, "Although the initial blood power was given by me, they have passed on from generation to generation, and that is already their own."
She paused when she said this: "I told you two days ago that when Jiuying attacked, the bloodline of the surname Yue had been cut off. Although I couldn't bear this, I was unable to change the ending..."
"Then..." Ye Lan vaguely understood something.
Xihe stared at her eyes seriously, her voice still ethereal, but no longer far away: "One of everyone, you are the one who fits the most. This is also your choice. If you accept it, I will give you the power of blood... This bloodline will be continued by you!"
When Xihe pushed the mark in her palm to her, Ye Lan was stunned for a long time.
"This is not a requirement, it's just a choice. Whether you accept it or not, you don't need to worry about it... And this time, people with this power should not be in a cage. I just hope that you can live more freely."
Ye Lan held the cluster of marks that were beating like flames in both hands, and felt the nostalgia left by Xihe from it as if she was immersed in it.
After a brief hesitation, Ye Lan held the mark to his heart and bent his arms, as if he wanted to use all his strength to embrace the warmth.