"Thank you." Wei Ling lowered his proud head slightly to thank the two of them.
If it hadn't been for Song Yizhi and Feng Yian, not to mention that the beauty flowers were taken away from me, I'm afraid I would still be here.
After all, that woman Lan Qianqian is not a good thing.
Song Yizhi pulled off a rabbit leg and handed it to Wei Ling, and then handed the other rabbit leg to Feng Yian.
"What a big deal, but why do you want beauty flowers?" Song Yizhi asked curiously.
"..." Wei Ling handed over the pink flower in his hand, "Take a closer look."
If it was just a beauty flower, there was no need for Lan Qianqian to confuse right and wrong and let Zhao Zhengyang's crazy dogs come to snatch her.
Song Yizhi looked at it carefully and looked at Wei Ling with a little surprise, "Soul-nurturing flower?"
As the name suggests, the beauty flower warms and nourishes the appearance, while the soul-nourishing flower warms and nourishes spiritual power. If used for healing, it has a very good effect.
These two kinds of flowers look almost identical. Only by careful identification can you tell the difference between beauty flowers and soul flowers.
Lan Qianqian must have known that this was a soul-nourishing flower, but she deliberately said it was a beauty-nourishing flower, and used Zhao Zhengyang and the others as guns.
Now, Song Yizhi finally understood why Lan Qianqian pursued the "beauty flower" so hard.
Wei Ling nodded, and she threw the soul-nurturing flower to Song Yizhi, "I gave it to you, there's no point in keeping it."
The soul-raising flower is dispensable to her, but she will never give it to Lan Qianqian!
Song Yizhi helped him once, so this flower should be considered as reward.
"It's useless to me." Song Yizhi shook and shook the soul-nurturing flower in his arms on the ground, "If you give me the root, it's still useful, but this broken flower is really useless."
Feng Yian looked at the rejected soul-nurturing flower, reached out to pick it up, and then tied the soul-nurturing flower into Song Yizhi's bun.
Song Yizhi shook his head and smiled at Feng Yian.
Although Wei Ling didn't understand Song Yizhi's quirks, she didn't say much. She just said, "I remember where the flower roots are. Do you want to dig them out?"
She doesn’t like the spirit-raising flower but likes the root of the spirit-raising flower. But since Song Yizhi likes it, let’s take her to dig it.
Song Yizhi nodded, she extinguished the fire and urged, "Let's go, let's go."
Wei Ling took a bite of the rabbit leg, then stood up and led the way.
After walking for about half an hour, Wei Ling pointed to a bare branch not far away and said, "That's it."
Song Yizhi walked up to check it, and after confirming that it was correct, he took out a small hoe.
Looking at the little girl squatting on the ground digging the roots of the spirit flower, Wei Ling asked, "Song Yizhi, do you want to team up with me?"
There were few of those disciples that she liked. Although Song Yizhi was a bit useless, he got along well with them.
Song Yizhi said without raising his head, "Don't you think I'm a burden?"
"I'll never die of hunger with you." Wei Ling shrugged, "You just said you want to form a team with me?"
If there is a fight or something, just do it by yourself, Song Yizhi is not needed, and Song Yizhi has many magic weapons that he does not need to distract himself from protecting, and the food she makes is really delicious.
In short, it’s not a bad idea to team up with Song Yizhi.
"Okay." Song Yizhi put the intact flower roots into the storage bag, then put away the small hoe and stood up.
She patted the dust on her hands and said slowly, "I just don't know how many people will be in a group."
Wei Ling said nonchalantly, "We'll know when the secret realm is over."
That's true, after all, no one knows how many people will die in this secret realm.
Song Yizhi shrugged and prepared to continue looking for Lingzhi.
Wei Ling had already obtained what she wanted. She had nothing else she wanted now, so she simply went with Song Yizhi.
The remaining two days were uneventful.
In the blink of an eye, the secret trial was over.
In the Palace Square.
The tall Shui Jings appeared in the open space, and thirty-eight disciples came out of Shui Jingmen one after another.
"Chen Yao!" An exclamation suddenly woke up the dizzy Song Yizhi.
Seeing Lan Qianqian crying in front of Chen Yao's body, Song Yizhi took two steps back and raised his hand to cover his nose.
Having been dead for ten days and a half, Chen Yao's body had long since rotted and stinked.
If the token on the body was not still there, it would be difficult to identify the body based on the degree of decomposition.
For such an ugly and smelly corpse, Lan Qianqian didn't dislike it at all and could still cry with emotion. How cruel.
Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian, who was crying with sadness and full of pear blossoms, and resigned herself to defeat.
No matter how many more lives she lives, Lan Qianxi’s acting skills can still make her give her a thumbs up.
Looking away, Song Yizhi saw Rong Yueyuan sitting in a chair, with two men and women with strange faces beside him.
Judging from their clothes, those two people should be from Wanmo Sect and Hehuan Sect.
The atmosphere between the three of them was a bit cold and hard to deal with.
Song Yizhi kept an eye on it.
Qiao Yuanyuan walked up, unable to hide her disgust for the corpse. She reached out and pulled Lan Qianxi, "Sissi, please don't cry yet. Sir seems to have something to say."
Lan Qianxi allowed Qiao Yuanyuan to pull her up, but there were tears in her eyes and she looked very sad.
Wei Ling clicked his tongue twice.
Lan Qianqian and Chen Yao have only known each other for a month, right?
She cried so miserably that those who didn't know it thought it was her own mother who died.
"The trial in the secret realm is over, and there are thirty-six surviving disciples." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded so cruel and cold.
Thirty-eight people went in, and only thirty-four came back alive.
Except for the demon world disciples, none of them died, one member each from Wanmo Sect and Hehuan Sect died, and two new disciples from Changqiu Sect died.
Only four people died this time. Compared with those dangerous secret realms, this secret realm is no longer dangerous.
Looking at Chen Yao's mostly rotted body, Elder Chen of the Hehuan Sect looked a little ugly.
She said coldly, "Fifth Elder, our sect asked Chen Yao to study! We didn't ask her to die! Chen Yao died in the secret realm of your sect. Your sect should give an explanation to the Hehuan sect, right?"
Rong Yueyuan took out the rubbings of the signs of life and death and said, "It's black and white on the paper. Elder Chen might as well take a look at it first."
Elder Chen took the certificate of life and death.
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, met Song Yizhi's eyes, and exchanged a look with her.
Song Yizhi immediately understood.
It seems that Wanmo Sect and Hehuan Sect are really looking for trouble.
Song Yizhi glanced at Feng Yi'an beside him, said a few words to him, and then walked towards Rong Yueyuan.
"Fifth Elder." Song Yizhi raised his hand and bowed slightly.
Rong Yueyuan responded. Seeing Song Yizhi's rosy complexion, he knew that she should not be injured during this trip, but he still asked, "Is everything okay?"
"Nothing." After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi stood next to Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan turned to look at the disciples below, and a majestic yet gentle voice sounded, "Go back to rest and heal your wounds, and arrive at the school on time tomorrow."
"yes."
After the disciples left, only the elders of Wanmo Sect and Hehuan Sect, and Rong Yueyuan were left in the square.
Elder Chen looked at the statement of life and death, word for word, over and over again, his expression gloomy and ugly.
The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Song Yizhi didn't like this atmosphere and raised his hand to fiddle with his earrings.
Elder Chen moved his fingers, and the signs of life and death in his hand turned into powder. "Who knows if this was the fifth elder who forced them to sign."
It is not a secret that the three sects are at odds with each other, but now they have a reason to attack the Changqiu Sect.
However, it would be better if someone else died instead of Chen Yao.