Mo Qiu was silent for a while, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Senior said that this move is unwise?"

"Of course, it is not excluded that you have other considerations, such as that Feng Xiaohan, there is very likely to be some special reason that must be removed, but that reason is too secretive, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. ”

Ji Xiaolan took out a handkerchief, wiped the juice from the corners of her mouth, got up and walked to the stove.

Lifted the lid of the pot, filled a pot of soup, and brought it to Mo Qiu.

She got up and took it with both hands and put it on the table, only to feel the fragrance and make people feel refreshed.

"What kind of soup is this?"

"The mixed vegetable soup in my hometown, I'm afraid you won't get used to it, so I added some meat. ”

Then Ji Xiaolan took another pot of rice, which was full of grains and had an attractive aroma.

The two of them began to eat with a plate of pickles.

At this point in cultivation, it is common for them not to eat for more than ten days, and the saint-level power is even more food and dew, and the aura that is breathed is enough to sustain it.

The two of them were like ordinary people, sitting together to eat and occasionally gossiping.

Ji Xiaolan let out a hearty laugh from time to time, leaning forward and back, the flowers and branches trembling, and then touching her head to show appreciation.

Mo Qiu put down the dishes and chopsticks, sat quietly and waited.

When Ji Xiaolan saw this scene, she raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the bowl that served the rice.

Mo Qiu didn't understand what she meant.

Ji Xiaolan knocked on the edge of the basin with chopsticks and said lightly: "When girls are growing up, they should eat more." These are all rice grown by the spiritual veins of the Renyan Sect, wouldn't it be wasted if you don't eat them all?"

Mo Qiu smiled bitterly: "But I'm full." ”

Ji Xiaolan picked up her bowl, filled a bowl full of rice, fell heavily on the table, and said with a smile: "If you don't eat, you just look down on me." ”

Mo Qiu dared not to obey, he could only sigh and continue to eat, and at the same time silently luck his vitality and digest the aura in the rice, otherwise he really didn't know how to eat such a big bowl.

A bowl of rice, a pot of soup, a plate of pickles.

This simple meal actually moved Mo Qiusheng, it felt so strange and familiar.

It's a home away from home.

Her father was busy with the affairs of the sect, and her mother was in retreat in the depths of the cold mountains, and she hadn't seen her parents for a long time, let alone sat down to eat a meal quietly.

Even if they did, the two were just bickering or even fighting.

Thinking of this, her eyes

It's a little ruddy, my throat seems to be caught, and the rice is a little hard to swallow no matter how fragrant it is.

Ji Xiaolan didn't seem to notice her abnormality, took out a lotus root sliced from the soup, put it in her bowl, and said: "The ingredients in this mixed vegetable soup are all filial piety of the disciples and grandchildren, only this lotus root is picked by me personally. ”

When the golden eagle landed in the square in front of the palace, she already knew it, and sensed the slightly faint breath of the two, so she took out a snow lotus root and put it into the soup.

Mo Qiu lives in the Demon Gate, the Demon Gate is in the depths of the Snow Mountain, after she mentioned it, she immediately recognized this lotus, was surprised, and said, "Could it be...... Iceberg Snow Lotus?"

Tianshan snow lotus, iceberg snow lotus.

These two elixirs are born together, and they are the most famous medicines in the world, and they are hard to find. Those ancestors in the hidden mountain would use it as medicine when refining the pill, and the quality of such a furnace of pills was several times higher than usual.

But Mo Qiu saw it for the first time.

I didn't expect Ji Xiaolan to use stewed soup, this is really ...... It's too extravagant.

Sure enough, even if this kind of strong person cultivates the way of vulgarity, he is a hundred times stronger than those laymen.

......

......

Mo Qiu left the Hanyin Hall,

Although the two of them only had a seemingly simple but luxurious lunch, and said some things about the Taoism, she could feel it.

Ji Xiaolan lives in seclusion in the cold mountains, but in fact, she has the world in mind. But Mo Qiu didn't understand why such a righteous leader would turn against the Demon Gate.

But she didn't ask, because the other party wouldn't say.

She suddenly thought of a possibility: "Could it be that you are pretending to join the enemy?"

But the next moment, Mo Qiu felt ridiculous about his thoughts.

The Demon Venerable would not be so stupid, if he was not completely sure, he would not accept the Hanshan Gate.

There must be a basis for his father's affirmation, and the fact that his mother did not show up to quarrel with him about it means that she acquiesced in the matter.

Since both of them recognized Ji Xiaolan's sincerity, she didn't need to worry about anything. So for the next few days, she stayed here and waited for Jiang Wen's injuries to improve.

On this day, a cold trumpet bird flew from afar, carrying a letter from Changmingzong.

At the same time, a Hanshan disciple knocked on Mo Qiu's door and brought her good news.

......

......

Jiang Wen woke up.

His injuries

It was too heavy, and Feng Xiaohan almost cut him into two pieces diagonally with a sword, but the aura of Wan Yetian was extremely mysterious, and it actually preserved his vitality for so long.

With the efforts of Doctor Hanshan, countless precious elixirs were consumed, and Jiang Wen's wounds were finally repaired. At the same time, I am also very curious, what kind of method actually dragged the dying man back from the ghost gate.

After Jiang Wen woke up, he looked at the ceiling in a daze, a little dazed, until his eyes fell on the busy doctors.

In the afterlife, there should be no doctors.

The sharp pain in his body reminded him of what happened at that time, Feng Xiaohan suddenly appeared, a sword fell, and the cold blade cut into his body, but he didn't feel any pain, perhaps because his consciousness was paralyzed.

In that moment, he felt not anger, but fear of death.

It's calm.

It's like the feeling of sleepiness in the dead of night, lying under the covers, and it can even be said to be very comfortable......

It turns out that this is life and death.

There has always been a saying in the cultivation world that ancient humans were afraid of life and death, so they tried countless ways to prolong their lifespan, and finally a person by chance sensed the aura of heaven and earth, absorbed the power of the wilderness, and successfully transformed the spirit, which opened the world of cultivation.

There is a great terror between life and death, and some despicable people in ancient and modern times have been forced into evil by it.

There are too few people who can still keep their faces unchanged from death, so cultivators are desperately trying to improve their cultivation and escape life and death.

Jiang Wen has experienced life and death, his Dao heart is clearer, and his knowledge of the sea is extremely peaceful.

The heavens are still the same heavens, and the earth is still the same earth.

But this world, in his eyes, has changed, more transparent, and many things that he couldn't figure out before are suddenly clear, extremely mysterious, like antelope hanging horns.

From waking up to opening your eyes.

Jiang Wen seems to have changed as a person.

The surrounding physicians felt a strange fluctuation coming from the couch, fell silent, and even extinguished the fire in the furnace and watched him quietly.

Mo Qiu, who came to the door, was about to push the door, but he slammed it, and then stood aside, with excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed.

He stayed between life and death for three days, and the breath of Wanye Tian had already melted into his flesh and blood, and once he woke up, he felt a lot of feelings.

This is a great creation.

After all, not everyone has enough luck to be in a good mood between life and death.

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