The Suzerain's wife, who had been dead for ten years, was reborn

Xianglian said that Shenglian was stunned when he heard the prayer in Qianyuezong.

"In Qianyuezong?" Qizhi looked at her curiously: "Where is that, can you know?"

"I probably know the location."

Xianglian pointed to a location: "It's in this direction, but it's covered by a very complicated barrier. Even my spiritual sense can't detect the situation inside, but after all, they are all of the same kind. My response."

Only then did Qizhi realize that Xianglian's original body was also a lotus flower, but because of the age, she had long forgotten where her real body was.

"If one day I can meet my real body, I'm sure I can also get out of this lotus in the mirror." Xiang Lian said lightly, and Qi Zhi seemed to hear a sad tone.

"I will help you out if there is a chance in the future." Qi Zhi comforted her.

Xiang Lian smiled, frowned, touched Qi Zhi's head and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for the day you take me out."

The two of them didn't continue chatting, Xianglian talked about the approximate scope of the place, and Qizhi thought for a long time that maybe the scope was too wide, and Qizhi couldn't determine what it was for a while.

"No matter where it is, with your current ability, you are going to die." Xianglian said to Qi Zhi: "So we still wait for Shang Yan to come back, she is the chief disciple of Qianyue Sect and her cultivation level is much higher than yours. She's sure to be fine."

Besides, it is reasonable and reasonable to pray for the resurrection of his daughter-in-law to stop doing so hard.

Xiang Lian pinched Qi Zhi's face cautiously and said to her unhappily: "I think you just want to be a good person and don't turn around. This body is useless."

Qizhi rubbed his painfully pinched cheeks and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I will cherish my life, and I also promised you that I will help you find your real body. It won't be so easy to die."

Xianglian was very satisfied with her rhetoric, and happily pinched Qi Zhi's face again, and said resentfully, "It would be great if I could really pinch it."

No matter how real things in the lotus in the mirror are, they are fake, and maybe even herself is fake.

Xianglian felt that even though she had lived for tens of thousands of years, maybe she was just a vague dream, leaving nothing behind and taking nothing away.

Seeing Qizhi thinking seriously, Xianglian just looked at her like this, hoping that one day she would be able to get out of this illusory world...

***

Qianyue Sect caused quite a commotion because of Sect Master Mo Sheng.

Sect Master Mo Sheng disappeared innocently ten years ago, and now she suddenly died outside Gu Tingshuang's study. Shuang may be the murderer who murdered his master.

For a while, all the messages were buzzing, and even the prayers who didn't often hear this kind of news occasionally heard a few words.

Today, Qi Zhi brought a nourishing decoction to visit Feng Le'an. Although supplements are the most indispensable thing in the medical center, Qi Zhi still wants to make some decoction for her himself.

Feng Le'an's illness came suddenly, and he never recovered. He lay weak on the bed all day long, eating bowl after bowl of decoction, watching Qi Zhi frowned tightly.

"Senior Sister." Seeing Feng Le'an drank the soup again, Qi Zhi asked worriedly, "Have you been drinking like this these days? Does it really work?"

Feng Le'an leaned on the soft bed, although she was pale, she looked better than the previous two days.

At this moment, she was holding Qi Zhi's hand, and said softly, "I was hurt too badly by Sovereign Mo Sheng, so I need to make up for it."

"Then you can't drink soup and medicine as water." Qi Zhi held Feng Le'an's hand and said distressedly: "It feels like you have lost a lot of weight these two days."

Feng Le'an blinked her eyes, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled and said, "Ah Zhi, if you feel sorry for me, please cook something for me. I haven't eaten your food for a long time."

Qi Zhi looked at her curiously: "Isn't senior sister bigu, why do you still want to eat?"

"I just want to eat." Feng Le An said leisurely: "When you were by my side before, I never took those meals seriously. Later, after you left, I realized that I can eat a bite of your cooking. Food is a luxury.”

"Now that you are back by my side, I miss you even more." Feng Le'an looked at Qi Zhi eagerly: "A Zhi, can you do it for Senior Sister? I really miss the days of having dinner with you. "

Feng Le'an said so, Qi Zhi was too embarrassed to refuse, stood up and said: "But what I cook is not particularly delicious, so please don't dislike it, Senior Sister."

"How could it be?" Feng Le'an leaned against the bed and smiled, "I don't dislike anything you do."

It's rare for Qi Zhi to see Feng Le'an so happy, and her mood is naturally better. She borrowed the stove when she went out, and most of the people in the medical center have not yet bigu. There are kitchen utensils and meat and egg dishes here.

Thinking of how weak Feng Le'an is now, Qi Zhi planned to make her a medicinal porridge, so that it would be easy to digest and nourish the body.

The white rice was washed in the underwater pot, and while the porridge was cooking, I prayed to prepare some dishes and medicinal materials, which were all finely chopped, and another stove was set up to cook.

Medicinal diet is much easier than seeing a doctor. When Qizhi was making medicinal diet, it happened to be lunch time. Some disciples in charge of the kitchen saw her making porridge, and they all gathered around.

"Junior Sister Qi, what are you doing?" Several medical students asked curiously: "Why do you put medicinal ingredients and porridge, so the fried medicinal ingredients won't be bitter?"

"Yeah, little junior sister, how do you eat the food after doing this, isn't it all ruined?"

While fiddling with the two stoves skillfully, Qi Zhi said to the disciples of the medical hall surrounding him: "It is naturally bitter to cook a lot of medicinal materials together, but there is no problem if you cook them separately."

Then, Qi Zhi took two white radishes and said to everyone: "This radish can promote Qi and water. It can be used as a medicinal material, and it can also be eaten with radish vermicelli. How can you say it is unpalatable?"

Everyone thought about it for a while, and it was true, but they saw that all the dried herbs were used for praying and stopping, so even if they were put in porridge, they wouldn't taste so good, would they?

"Medicinal diet is not all medicinal materials that can be cooked and eaten directly." Qi Zhi said to everyone seriously: "It still needs to be adjusted according to the specific disease."

"Medicine?"

All the disciples wondered: "Junior sister, what is this medicinal diet you are talking about?"

Qi Zhi also wondered: "You really don't want to take this course anymore?"

Several disciples looked at each other in blank dismay: "Has this course been held in the medical center before?"

"Of course it has been prescribed." Qizhi became interested as soon as she mentioned this, and she said to everyone: "Medicine diet was also a compulsory course in the medical center before, but with the increase of bigu disciples, this medicinal diet is basically useless .”

Qizhi filled a bowl of the prepared medicinal diet and said to everyone, "Try it, this medicinal diet can not only be eaten as food, but also has the effect of nourishing yin and nourishing qi."

Everyone quickly divided up the porridge one by one. After eating, they licked their spoons and said, "It tastes so special."

Qizhi laughed: "Medicated food, of course it can't be as delicious as other porridge."

"But the taste is not bad, and it can even cure diseases. Why are such good courses not offered?"

"Yeah, many disciples are afraid of suffering. I don't know how to prescribe a prescription. When I meet those who are particularly afraid of sourness and hardship, I can't drink it at all."

"If there is this medicated diet in the future, I believe that the patients will not suffer so much when taking the medicine?"

Qi Zhi filled another bowl of porridge, this bowl was for Feng Le'an.

"Medicated diets are almost all suitable for internal injuries or chronic diseases. Most of the disciples still suffer from external injuries. There is a reason to ban this course." Holding the hot porridge, Qi Zhi said to everyone: "If you don't mind , there is still porridge in the pot, so I will send this bowl to Elder Feng."

Everyone was not polite to Qi Zhi, and finished all the porridge she made, and Qi Zhi also returned to Feng Le'an's room with the hot porridge just out of the pan.

Feng Le'an smelled a familiar smell, and his eyes lit up.

Sitting by the bed with hot porridge, Qi Zhi said to Feng Le'an: "Senior Sister, your current body can't eat greasy food, and I have prepared medicinal porridge for you. It nourishes yin and nourishes qi. You should be suitable."

Feng Le'an lowered her eyebrows, looked at the bowl of porridge, and said after a long time: "You haven't forgotten what your father taught us."

"How could I forget what Master taught me?" Qi Zhi said with a smile, "I just heard that this course is no longer offered in the medical center, and I feel a little pity."

Although the medicated diet cannot be effective immediately, it is still very good for the subsequent recuperation.

And besides medicinal materials, some spiritual herbs can also be added. Heated elixir is easier to absorb and the effect will be better.

It's just that Bigu is popular in Qianyue Sect now, and he thinks that Yujian Bigu is the one who becomes an immortal, and those who need to eat and ride in a carriage are mortals.

Qi Zhi stirred the hot porridge with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful and blew it, then put it near Feng Le'an's mouth to watch her swallow it, and asked curiously: "How does it taste? I haven't made it for a long time. It’s not that big of a difference from before.”

"It's delicious." Feng Le'an looked at Qi Zhi with tender eyes, and she said, "It feels the same as before."

"Senior Sister, are you laughing at me?" Qi Zhi took a sip, tasted it, and said, "It's indeed the same as before, it's not delicious at all."

Feng Le'an smiled and frowned: "I don't think it's unpalatable, but I really like it."

I don't know whether Feng Le'an said he likes people or porridge. Anyway, Qi Zhi is very happy. After drinking a bowl of porridge, Feng Le'an's face is also ruddy, and Qi Zhi squeezed her hands and feet again, so as not to My muscles atrophy after lying in bed for a long time.

"Ah stop."

Feng Le'an watched Qi Zhi pinch his hand, then turned his head and asked, "What are you responsible for in the inner sect, have you given any missions?"

"A mission?" Qizhi laughed: "I'm locked up by Gu Tingshuang every day to do my homework, how can I have a chance to do a mission? What's more, I don't know if it's me or the mission when I go down the mountain." I."

Feng Le'an frowned slightly, but suddenly relaxed.

She looked at Qizhi and said, "Azhi, in fact, you should have left sooner, Gu Tingshuang, she killed you ten years ago, if she finds out that you are still alive, then your situation will be in danger."

Qizhi stopped doing the massage, why didn't she understand this truth.

Seeing that she looked lonely, Feng Le'an stretched out his hand to touch Qi Zhi's head, and said to her, "Ah Zhi, come to Senior Sister and let me take care of you for the rest of your life, okay?"