Song Yizhi returned the book to Rong Yueyuan and went to open up wasteland.
Rong Yueyuan took it and looked at the book in his hand.
Although he could master it in two or three attempts, Song Yizhi's ability to master it in three attempts was really unexpected.
How can such a talent be achieved without practice!
"Fifth Elder, Fourth Elder brought his disciples to ask for an audience." The disciple of Sasuo at the foot of the mountain used his spiritual power to convey the news.
"Please come." Rong Yueyuan said.
The disciple responded.
In a short time, the fourth elder and his new disciple Lan Qianxi had reached the top of the mountain.
The fourth elder nodded to the fifth elder, and then walked towards Song Yizhi who was standing aside, "Yizhi, are you planting styptic grass in your field?"
Song Yizhi bowed to the fourth elder, "I planted it before, but after it matured in the first two days, I harvested it and dried it for later use."
That's fine, why did the fourth elder come to him specifically to ask for the styptic grass? The styptic grass doesn't have to be expensive?
Song Yizhi couldn't help but be curious. Her eyes moved and she saw Lan Qianqian holding her arm. Her white clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and the wound was still bleeding.
Song Yizhi immediately understood.
The fourth elder felt a little disappointed.
Song Yizhi didn't ask any more questions and continued to weed and clear up wasteland.
Lan Qianqian stood aside and looked at Rong Yueyuan, who rejected her, and Song Yizhi, who was opening up wasteland not far away, with cold eyes.
Is this female cultivator really a disciple of Bright Moon Peak?!
Rong Yueyuan was an elder after all. He couldn't pretend not to see it like Song Yizhi, so he asked politely, "What's going on?"
"She is my new inner disciple Lan Qianqian." The fourth elder said, "This child accidentally scratched her arm while sparring with her senior brother. She has a special constitution. Hemostatic pills are useless, and dried hemostatic grass is useless."
Rong Yueyuan nodded slightly.
Fresh hemostatic herbs are more effective than dried hemostatic herbs, but fresh hemostatic herbs are difficult to preserve. The second elder probably only has dried ones for later use.
No wonder the fourth elder brought Lan Qianqian here in a hurry. It must be that the fourth elder thought that Song Yizhi would grow hemostatic grass.
Song Yizhi sneered silently.
I really don’t know what Lan Qianqian wants to do. Those direct disciples of the fourth elder have the lowest cultivation level of Jindan. Lan Qianqian went to compete with her senior brothers as soon as she arrived. It’s really... tsk tsk.
Remembering that the fourth elder was kind to him, Song Yizhi took out a bottle of styptic grass powder and handed it over, "This is the styptic grass I grew myself."
The fourth elder looked at Lan Qianqian, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, and could only treat her as a doctor.
He took the porcelain bottle and sprinkled the brown powder on Lan Qianqian's wound.
Lan Qianxi took a breath, and then her eyes turned red due to pain. When she was about to say what kind of medicine was used, she found that the bleeding speed of the wound had slowed down.
"It works!" The fourth elder breathed a sigh of relief, and he bandaged Lan Qianqian's wound.
"Yizhi, I really want to thank you today." After the fourth elder finished speaking, he took out a storage ring and handed it over, "Don't refuse some small things."
Unexpectedly, the hemostatic grass grown by Song Yizhi was actually effective. Maybe Song Yizhi has some talent in farming?
Song Yizhi took it, bent his eyes and said, "The fourth elder has taken great care of me, and I still know how to repay the favor!"
As for Lan Qianqian alone, she would not give the hemostatic grass to her dog, but it was the fourth elder who asked her, and she couldn't help but give it to her.
Looking at Song Yizhi's smart and proud look, the fourth elder shook his head, and then said, "Yizhi, I want to buy more styptic grass from you."
With Sissi's child's physique, if she doesn't prepare some styptic grass, the injuries she experiences will be fatal to her.
Song Yizhi wanted to refuse, but looking at the expectant eyes of the fourth elder, Song Yizhi sighed silently. She took out a bag of styptic grass and handed it over, "Consider it my filial piety to the fourth elder."
"But this won't work." The fourth elder handed Song Yizhi a spiritual stone that was 20% more than the market price, and then left after saying a few words to Rong Yueyuan.
Before leaving, Lan Qianxi held her arms and said to Song Yizhi, "I will repay you."
Song Yizhi was immediately disgusted and had goosebumps all over his body.
If she really wants to repay herself, she can stay as far away from him as she wants!
This is considered repayment!
However, based on my understanding of Lan Qianxi, there is a high probability that her reward will not be a good thing.
Song Yizhi, who was busy digging land to open up wasteland, forgot about the incident in just three minutes.
only……
Three days later.
When Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian standing not far away, he really wanted to ask Gou Tiandao how malicious he was towards her!
Looking at the smiling Lan Qianqian, Song Yizhi immediately knew that this woman was going to cause trouble again.
"Thanks to Senior Sister Song's styptic grass, I can be fine." Lan Qianqian showed a beautiful smile, and she seemed to be full of gratitude, "I heard that Senior Sister Song likes to eat snacks, this is the white jade cloud cake I made myself, Senior Sister Song
If you don’t mind it, you can try it.”
Does this mean that if you don’t taste it, then you are despising it?
It's just as annoying as ever...
But why would those Sasu disciples let her in?!
Song Yizhi withdrew his gaze and continued to weed and clear up wasteland with his hoe, casually saying, "I'm digging the ground, I'll talk about it later when I'm done."
She couldn't bear the snacks made by Lan Qianxi herself, so she had better let her blue-faced confidants eat them!
She is not afraid of death, but she also wants to live for a few more years.
Lan Qianxi's smile did not change. She put the food box aside and said enthusiastically, "Let me help Senior Sister Song!"
Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian who was really ready to dig the ground, "You just joined the Changqiu Sect, aren't you busy practicing?"
Logically speaking, shouldn't Lan Qianqian be practicing hard at this time?
Isn’t Lan Xixi a cultivator?
She would actually waste her time and come here to express her gratitude to him... there is a saying that a weasel has no good intentions when it comes to a chicken to pay New Year greetings!
"It's also important to repay your benefactor." Lan Qianxi smiled, took the hoe on one side and was about to dig the ground.
At this time, Rong Yueyuan walked out of the room. He straightened his outer clothes and said in a gentle voice, "Song Yizhi, it's time for you to practice your sword at this time." After he finished speaking, he noticed Lan Qianqian beside him.
Seeing the hoe in Lan Qianqian's hand, Rong Yueyuan couldn't help but frowned, and said in a gentle tone, "The new disciple is so careless about his job?"
Song Yizhi not wanting to practice is enough to give people a headache, but what about this new disciple?
Is it possible that today’s talented disciples all want to farm?
???
Lan Qianqian didn't understand why she was not doing her job properly by digging the ground, but Song Yizhi was fine digging the ground.
Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian's confused and aggrieved look, and silently lowered his head to suppress his smile.
Rong Yueyuan should be the first one to blame Lan Qianqian for not doing her job properly, right?
But it was still Rong Yueyuan. Looking at Lan Qianqian's aggrieved look but not daring to talk back, she was in a great mood!