"Of course I want to help, but my pill poison has not been cured. The higher my strength, the more dangerous it is. I'm afraid I can't help much." Shi chenhua said with a bitter face.
"Aren't you looking for the Jade heart orchid? You still haven't found him?" Ling Chuxi had been so busy deliberating over her cultivation technique these few days that she did not have the time to care about Shi chenhua's matter. She was only lacking the Jade heart orchid to refine the spirit-cleansing pill. Once she had the spiritual herb, she was confident that she could cure Shi chenhua of his pill poison.
"Not yet, I just asked Senior Sister, she doesn't have this spirit herb either. I'll ask Yue Kaili and the others to go to the Shi family when they go down the mountain and ask the clansmen to hurry up and think of a way." Shi chenhua said. The ethereal sect's residence was hidden away from the world, so they were busy cultivating and had no time to leave the mountain. However, Yue Kaili and a few outer sect disciples who did odd jobs would occasionally go down the mountain to purchase some supplies.
"Yes, I'll help you think about it too. I'll see if I can think of any other way. You should just focus on your cultivation and work hard to improve your strength." Ling Chuxi said to Shi chenhua.
In the competition of the three lineages, she alone was not enough. Shi chenhua and Zi Yin were also indispensable.
The joy of deducing a fire attribute cultivation technique was diluted and the pressure on Ling Chuxi increased. In the next six months, not only did she have to put in all her effort to deduce a cultivation technique for all elements, but she also had to solve Shi chenhua's problem. Time was really tight.
After separating from Zi Yin and Shi chenhua, Ling Chuxi sat down cross-legged, pondering over the cultivation technique in her mind while circulating her vital Qi to try it out for herself.
When Ling Chuxi opened her eyes, the sky was already dark.
The grass in front of her was dyed red. Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly and suddenly thought of Yi Li. She was a little envious of the demon race's physique. That girl spewed blood like a fountain all day long, but why was she so energetic and fine? If it wasn't for the fact that her vital Qi had the magical effect of self-healing, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.
They walked out of the forest somewhat tiredly. Zi Yin and Shi chenhua had also finished their cultivation, and the three of them returned to their residence together.
"It smells so good!" Just as they reached the courtyard, Ling Chuxi and the others sniffed hard and exclaimed.
The mild aroma of spirit herbs and food assailed his nose, lifting his spirits.
"Martial uncle Ling, you're back. Just in time. I've just finished making my perfect nourishing soup. Come and try it." Yue Kaili was just carrying a large pot into the courtyard. He waved the big iron spoon in his hand and said happily. Then, he filled three bowls and placed them on the table.
"Let me have a taste." Shi chenhua quickly stepped forward, picked up a bowl, and blew on it a few times. After taking a sip, his eyes widened just like the last time. Then, he raised his head and gulped it down.
"It's so delicious, it's really a rare delicacy in the world. Martial nephew Yue, you're trying to harm me. After eating your cooking, how can I eat other people's cooking?" Shi chenhua wiped his mouth and lamented.
Ling Chuxi also picked up the bowl of soup and sipped it in small mouthfuls. A warm current quickly rose from her Qi sea, and the surprise in her eyes became more and more intense.
She was an Alchemist, so her perception of elixirs was far better than ordinary people. She could easily distinguish that there were at least a dozen medicinal herbs in the soup, as well as some spirit herbs that she did not know of.
The rarest thing was that the medicinal power and spiritual power of these herbs were all exerted to the extreme, and there was no conflict between them. If this pot of soup was condensed into a pill, it would definitely be a high-grade magical pill.
"Martial nephew Yue, how did you make this pot of soup? you didn't use any rare herbs, did you?" Ling Chuxi asked. She knew that it was not easy to fuse so many spiritual herbs together.
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