When Ye Hanxing came over, he saw Song Yizhi deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about so deeply?" A voice as gentle as the spring breeze sounded in my ears.
Song Yizhi came out of her thoughts, looked up at Ye Hanxing, and then joked with a smile, "Are you here to be lazy today?"
Ye Hanxing was speechless, "No, it was my father who saw Senior Brother Ran and the others coming and asked me to come over and say hello."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Ye Hanxing turned around to say hello to Ran Yizhou and the others. After a few brief greetings, he was ready to go back and resume his life.
"Ye Hanxing." Song Yizhi called out to Ye Hanxing. When Ye Hanxing stopped and looked back, she asked, "What are the good rewards from this alchemist conference?"
Ye Hanxing came back, pulled up a stool and sat down, "The reward for the first place in the foundation-building alchemy master is the fifth-grade marrow cleansing pill."
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows.
Yaowang Valley is such a big deal.
"The first prize for the golden elixir alchemist is a piece of sixth-grade rattan bamboo." Ye Hanxing said.
Rattan bamboo?
Is it the rattan she thinks of?
Under Song Yizhi's surprised gaze, Ye Hanxing nodded, "It's the rattan bamboo you were thinking of."
In my father's words, they had too many wisteria bamboos on hand. Compared with other rare spiritual plants, wisteria bamboos were somewhat worthless.
After some friendly discussion, my father finally chose rattan bamboo.
"The reward for the first place in the Nascent Soul Alchemy Master is an eighth-grade Glory Vine." Ye Hanxing said, "Other than that, the other rewards are just average?"
The eight people in Beixianyue looked at Ye Hanxing with stupefied faces.
Why can he say such a thing?!
Are fourth-, fifth- and sixth-grade elixirs just average?!
Oh, for a genius alchemist like him, that is indeed very ordinary.
Thinking of this, the eight people became numb again.
"It's a pity that there is no competition among the alchemists who transform themselves into gods." Song Yiheng said with some regret.
Ye Hanxing said helplessly, "The power of the Alchemist's explosive cauldron can level this area. For the sake of the safety of the audience, we'd better say goodbye."
The eight people in Beixianyue all looked at Song Yiheng.
Senior Brother Song can also make elixirs?!
"Brother doesn't know how to make alchemy. He is just curious about what the reward will be for the first place in the Alchemy Transformation Master competition if there is a contest among the Alchemy Transformation Masters." Song Yizhi spoke slowly.
Song Yiheng smiled gently.
The look of that bone fairy wind made Beixianyue and the others choke up.
Ye Hanxing was also helpless. He stood up and said to Song Yizhi, "I'll go over first."
Song Yizhi nodded.
After Ye Hanxing left, Song Yizhi raised his hand to support his cheek and fell into deep thought.
Rattan rattan, Guangyao rattan.
What exactly is Lan Cixi’s goal?
At the same time, Lan Qianqian, who was hiding in the crowd, raised her head and glanced at Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was still so dignified and dazzling. Her pale and morbid appearance did not make her look haggard, but made her look more fragile than Liu Fufeng.
Just by looking at the pity and admiration those men have for Song Yizhi, you can tell how much I pity her.
Lan Qianxi was so angry that she almost broke her molar teeth.
Why do so many people pity a trash with damaged meridians and Dantian?
The jealousy and resentment in Lan Qianqian's eyes could not be suppressed, and she quickly looked away and looked elsewhere.
Song Yizhi's peripheral vision caught Lan Qianqian's malicious gaze.
In response to this, Song Yizhi just curled his lips, a little amused and a little contemptuous.
"Go back." Song Yizhi and Yuan Xu said.
Bei Xianyue and others looked at Song Yizhi with more or less worry in their eyes.
"I'm sleepy, go back to sleep." Song Yizhi said.
Hearing this, several people felt relieved.
Before Yuan Xu could get up, Feng Changchang, who was waiting, walked over and pushed the wheelchair.
Yuan Xu got up and walked in front to lead the way.
Song Yiheng, who wanted to follow him, was stopped by Ran Yizhou.
After the wheelchair disappeared from sight, Ran Yizhou and Song Yiheng said, "She has a lot on her mind. Let her be alone for a while."
"I know." Song Yiheng thought for a while and finally sat still, "Forget it, senior brother, you are right."
This way.
Song Yizhi did not return to Qingshan, she went to find Yesu.
When the maid in the main hall saw Song Yizhi, she directly raised her hand and asked him to be taken to the study.
At the door of the study, the maid knocked on the ajar door and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Song is here."
"Please come in." Ye Su's gentle voice came from inside.
The maid stretched out her hand to open the door, and then she and Feng Changchang lifted the wheelchair across the threshold and placed it inside the house.
The maid stretched out her hand to stop the two people who were about to follow, "You two, please wait at the door."
Fengchang thought for a while and stood silently at the door without moving.
After the door of the room was closed, Song Yizhi stood up from the wheelchair with a blanket. She put the blanket on the wheelchair, and then walked over with Yuyu in her arms.
Ye Su picked up the things in his hand and looked up to see Song Yizhi standing a few steps away.
Seeing such a well-behaved little girl made Ye Su fall in love even more.
"Godmother." Song Yizhi nodded.
Ye Su put down the brush and walked over, pulling Song Yizhi aside.
After the two sat on the Arhat couch, Ye Su looked at Song Yizhi with gentle and loving eyes, "Is the alchemist conference boring?"
Song Yizhi shook his head, "The main reason is that I miss my godmother, so I came to see my godmother."
Yesu knew that Song Yizhi had something to do, but he was still elated by her words.
"Your mouth is so sweet." Ye Su raised her hand and pinched Song Yizhi's cheek.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, "Besides, there are some things I would like to ask my godmother for advice."
Ye Su gave Song Yizhi an angry look, and his voice was as gentle as water, "Ask me whatever you want, just ask."
"Is it difficult to repair the damage to the meridians?" Song Yizhi whispered softly.
Ye Su paused for a moment, then calmed down a bit and said, "It's difficult."
Under Song Yizhi's curious gaze, Ye Su said, "The damage to the meridians is considered irreversible. To repair the meridians, you have to pay a heavy price, but sometimes even after paying a heavy price, it may not be possible to repair it."
In Zhizhi's case, how should I put it, luck accounts for at least 80%.
According to the method mentioned by the fifth elder, if there is even the slightest problem, both of them have to finish it off.
But fortunately, the final result was very surprising.
Song Yizhi nodded.
"I heard from the father and son that you are very proficient in pharmacology." Ye Su looked at Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi spoke modestly, "I can't say I'm proficient, I just know a little bit."
Ye Su raised his hand and waved, and the recipe just written on the desk flew over and landed in his hand.
"Come on, Zhizhi, let's see if there's anything wrong with this recipe." Ye Su's gentle voice sounded.
Song Yizhi reached out and took the prescription. She glanced at it and then looked up at Ye Su.
"Godmother, are you using this recipe to take care of your body?" Song Yizhi asked directly.
Ye Su nodded.
From this, Ye Su could also know that Song Yizhi had more than a passing knowledge of pharmacology.
She is definitely very proficient in pharmacology, so she can recognize what this prescription is for at a glance.
Song Yizhi retracted her gaze and looked at Fang Zi. After a long silence, she said, "Godmother, I think this place can be replaced with..."
Since this is my godmother’s recipe for recuperating her body, I should just say a few more words!
Listening to Song Yizhi's thoughts, Ye Su looked at her with brighter and brighter eyes, and finally was full of surprise and pride.