"Are you okay?" Yan Yan waved his hand in front of Ai Xiang's eyes.
Ever since they got acquainted with each other, this girl always looked at her with such silly eyes, which made Yanyan's heart tremble.
Ai Xiang shook her head: "I'm fine. Although I don't understand a word of what you said, I know that it must be very profound knowledge. My vision is indeed good, and you will definitely do great things in the future!"
Ai Xiang held her little heart tightly with her hands, her face flushed with excitement: "I, Ai Xiang, am so lucky to be able to become friends with such a capable person! Yan Yan, you must be of use to me in the future.
No matter how much you ask, I will do my best to help you, and I am obligated to do so!"
Looking at Ai Xiang's rosy face, Yan Yan felt that this girl was a bit of a loser, but at this moment she couldn't laugh at all.
Since she came to this world, she has been busy in chaos. Busy adapting, busy escaping, busy dealing with all kinds of weird and unimaginable emergencies...
I have been fighting alone, and in addition to being tired, I also feel the most frightening loneliness.
If Ai Xiang had said these words in the past, Yan Yan would have just scoffed at them. She has always been calm and independent in temperament, and could not bear others' sensationalism. But at that moment, Yan Yan felt an uncontrollable warmth in her heart.
Yan Yan nodded: "Well, let's work hard together for the future!"
Ai Xiang's hand slapped on Ai Xiang's shoulder, and Ai Xiang grimaced in pain.
"Are you okay?" Yan Yan quickly supported her. In her excitement, she forgot that Ai Xiang was still seriously injured.
Ai Xiang gave a hard smile: "It's okay, we Yao tribe people will not die easily!"
Yan Yan helped her continue on her way, and couldn't help but ask: "Since you are a member of the Medicine Clan, wouldn't it be better to stay in the Clan and make medicine? Why do you have to come here to cultivate immortality?"
Ai Xiang lowered her head and did not answer Yan Yan's question directly. She asked in a faint tone: "Did you know that the catastrophe of annihilation is about to come?"
Catastrophe?!
These words made Yan Yan feel bad immediately.
It’s okay to inexplicably transport her to this hellish place. She hasn’t even survived two episodes yet and she’s caught up in the catastrophe. What kind of grudge does fate have against her?
Seeing that Yan Yan's expression changed, Ai Xiang quickly changed her words: "Don't worry too much. The catastrophe doesn't come just yet. Let's not talk about the distant things for now. Let's talk about the present. Spring has disappeared for three thousand years.
Many precious medicinal materials have become extinct, and even common herbal medicines are becoming increasingly rare."
"In the pharmacopoeia passed down by our ancestors of the medicine clan, many pills have been discarded because of insufficient prescriptions. If this continues, our medicine clan will be in dire straits sooner or later. If I can join the Xiuxian Sect and learn some immortal Taoism, or
Allow us to create another life for our people."
After Yan Yan quietly listened to Ai Xiang's words, he finally asked: "You just said, how long has it been since spring disappeared?"
"Three thousand years." Ai Xiang didn't understand why Yan Yan asked about this matter that everyone knew, but seeing that she was lost in thought, as if thinking about something, she said nothing.
Ai Xiang's words suddenly reminded Yan Yan of what happened last night.
She remembered that during the conversation with Canghua last night, Canghua had mentioned that he had been in the Xumi realm for three thousand years. Ai Xiang said that the time limit for the disappearance of spring happened to be three thousand years.
This may not be a coincidence.
If Canghua is related to spring, then what is his identity?
He was sealed, and even the spring disappeared with him. He must be a very powerful god, right? Then what he said could help her return to her original world, maybe it can be true...
Thinking that the possibility of going home increased by 10%, Yan Yan couldn't restrain her excitement and wished she could ask Cang Hua for answers now.
It's a pity that Ai Xiang is by my side, so I can only endure it.
Just when Yanyan was lost in thought, Ai Xiang suddenly held her arm and shook her: "Look, look quickly, does that mountain peak look like Biyun Peak?"
Yan Yan raised his head and looked in the direction of Ai Xiang's finger, then took out the hengdial and looked at it, then nodded: "You saw it right, that's Biyun Peak."
Seeing that Ai Xiang was about to run over excitedly, Yan Yan poured cold water on him unceremoniously: "Have you never heard of Wangshan running to death? Only when it is very big will you feel that it is very close. This is just a visual illusion. According to the hengdial
According to our calculations, with our walking distance, we will be able to reach the foot of Biyun Peak at least tomorrow."
Although Ai Xiang was a little disappointed, she had already seen Biyun Peak and immediately felt that victory was in sight. In the blink of an eye, she was looking around excitedly.
"What are you looking for?" She suddenly stopped walking in a hurry, and Yan Yan was a little confused.
"I came in such a hurry that I didn't have time to prepare the apprenticeship ceremony for Fairy Shaofei. I was looking all the way to see if I could pick some good ginseng mushrooms as gifts, but unfortunately I couldn't find anything." Ai Xiang
Very disappointed
Yan Yan smiled: "Sure enough, poverty limits your imagination. A fairy family like Fairy Shaofei has many treasures in their hands. How can they value your few small ginseng mushrooms?"
Just looking at the lavishness of the monks who hired them to go up the mountain, you can tell that these cultivators have a lot of money, and the common things in the world are worthless in their eyes.
Ai Xiang deeply felt that Yan Yan's words were reasonable, and became more and more worried: "But I am penniless now, so I can't go to become a disciple with nothing, right?"
This is a real problem.
Yan Yan also frowned: "There is something special about giving gifts. If you want the recipient to be unable to refuse, the gift must be expensive or strange. Forget about the first one, we can only focus on the 'odd'!"
Ai Xiang's eyebrows were twisted into a tight knot: "But apart from the rice cakes we stole when we escaped, and the meat cut off Li Li's body yesterday, we have nothing else. Where can we get new things?"
Yan Yan thought for a while and smiled: "Didn't you pick a lot of Ganhua fruits on the way? Just use this one!"
"Wild fruit? This thing is worthless. It's too shabby to make a gift, so it won't work!" Ai Xiang blurted out and rejected it.
Yan Yan ignored her and went to the river to find a large flat stone and asked Ai Xiang to pound all the remaining white rice cakes into rice dough.
Ai Xiang had no choice at the moment and could only do as Yan Yan ordered.
Yan Yan picked up a Ganhua fruit and weighed it in her hands. The color and texture of the Ganhua fruit were very similar to sweet oranges, but it was as big as a grapefruit. The flesh was fragrant and sweet, and the taste was quite good.
Yan Yan mashed the pulp and kneaded it into the rice dough. The snow-white dough immediately turned orange. He took out the cleaned Lili stomach pouch, wrapped the kneaded dough in Ganhua leaves and stuffed it inside.
Yanyan found a gray stone, smashed it into pieces, made it into a concave shape, and poured water on it. The stone immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and the water he poured on it immediately boiled violently.
Lili's stomach pouch was placed in the stone trough. As water was poured on the stone, the thick white water vapor continued to evaporate from the stomach pouch, and the stomach pouch soon bulged.
Ai Xiang asked while helping to water the water: "What kind of stone is this? The cold water poured on it can roll off instantly."
"This is limestone, and the part in the middle that has not been completely weathered is quicklime. It boils when it comes into contact with water. This is the principle of self-heating hot pot."
“What is self-heating hot pot?”
"Hmm... a kind of food!" Yan Yan lowered his eyes, concealed the emotion in his eyes, and continued to work.
Ai Xiang quietly looked at Yan Yan's side face, which was focused on work, and suddenly said: "Yan Yan, actually you are not from here, are you?"