When Nie Xiaoqian returned to the Maolulu site with a basket of ephedra, Chen Yuci had not woken up yet.

She put the ephedra aside and probed Chen Yuci's forehead, which was slightly warm and did not burn back.

She relieved her mind a little, and gave Chen Yuci a pulse, the pulse was slightly tight, obviously not all right.

She decided to boil a pot of ephedra soup and wait for Chen Yuci to wake up and drink a little, so as to be prepared.

However, if you want to make herbal soup, you must always have utensils for boiling soup, so after glancing at the ruins of the thatched house, she searched for the ruins of the thatched house.

Some people have lived in seclusion here, and perhaps some household belongings have been left. Even if you find a pot or a clay urn to come out, it's also good.

The shelves of the thatched cottage have almost collapsed, and all kinds of wild grasses have taken root on them, and most of them have been covered by lush branches and leaves.

But Nie Xiaoqian is a ghost, no matter how completely the thatched house is destroyed, and no matter how dense the grass grows, it can't stop her from penetrating into it.

Soon, she rummaged through the parts of the ground of this small thatched ruins, and found a few pieces of suspected tables and chairs, a few broken cups and basins, and a few strange-shaped jade......

Oh, and there's also something that the unknown long worm has faded from, commonly known as snake molting.

It is said in the medicine book that the snake has the effect of dispelling wind, calming convulsions, retreating and detoxifying, and is mainly used to treat children's convulsions, convulsions, pannus, laryngeal paralysis, swelling and skin itching, etc.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't mean to collect this flavor medicine, because this flavor medicine looked disgusting, and she was trembling when she thought about it.

Standing up from the stream, she looked at the freshly cleaned teacup.

The teacup is one of the many cups and basins found in the ruins, and the cup style is fine and beautifully decorated, which is not something that ordinary people can use. However, there is a gap in the mouth of the teacup that has been thrown out, of course, the gap is not hidden.

The former owner of the thatched house is probably a guy who pays attention to the quality of life, maybe Chen Fusheng is a rich boy who never gets tired of eating.

Of course, there are rich sons who live in thatched houses. It may seem strange.

But the person who can live in seclusion in an inaccessible place like Tiger Roaring Valley, if not an immortal, is definitely a strange person.

I have a tea set, I just like to drink tea. Do tea drinkers need to eat?

Nie Xiaoqian thought about Bigu, shook her body, and returned to the ruins.

She wasn't a primitive who drank blood, and she didn't want to be a hermit in Bigu.

"Will it be buried in the ground?"

Nie Xiaoqian had the idea of going underground to explore and sank under the surface.

After exploring the underground for a while, she didn't find the cooking utensils she was looking for. Instead, I found a tea-making vessel-purple clay pot.

The purple clay pot has a timeless, spotless sense of refinement, and the body of the pot is engraved with countless runes that look extremely simple and complex, but also mysterious and atmospheric. She couldn't read the runes, it just felt like spell bans and miniature circles.

Nie Xiaoqian had read too many Xiuzhen Xianxia texts in her previous life, and she couldn't blame her for thinking too much, not to mention that this was still a purple clay pot that had been buried deep in the ground for an unknown number of years.

In case one of them was imprisoned, she accidentally touched the ban, so she jumped out and shouted loudly that I had been imprisoned for 100,000 years and was expelled from my hometown. This kind of old fairy with big words, and the old monster is not necessarily.

Because the purple clay pot is very similar to Aladdin's magic lamp, God knows why the magic lamp looks like a teapot, so when Nie Xiaoqian lifted the purple clay pot out of the ground. There is a hint of expectation for it.

There are many things that are old, and there is always something to be seen.

Unfortunately, maybe the purple clay pot is a more delicate purple clay pot, not a god pot. There are no gods or monsters hidden in it.

It is also possible that Nie Xiaoqian couldn't see the hidden doorway of this intact purple clay pot, after she played with it for a while, and found that she couldn't summon a fairy monster that could fulfill several of her wishes. Decided to use it to cook ephedra soup.

Just unearthed can be used to the fullest, instead of being sent to the museum exhibition, the purple clay pot should be snickering.

After carefully cleaning the already clean purple clay pot, Nie Xiaoqian removed the ephedra leaves according to the steps in the medicine book, chopped it up with the Qingshuang Sword and put it into the pot, filled it with water, set it up with a few branches, and then set it on fire underneath.

The quality of the purple clay pot is really excellent, the natural color is delicate, and the spontaneous dimming light.

The martial fire burned violently for half an hour, not to mention the expansion and cracking, and even the color did not change a point.

The boiling medicinal soup swayed the lid of the pot one after another, and the medicinal fragrance was released with the steam, and the smell was okay.

Nie Xiaoqian went to Wuhuo, and then boiled it for about a quarter of an hour, and a pot of simple ephedra soup came out.

After extinguishing the fire, putting the purple clay pot on the red charcoal fire, and letting the heat steam, Nie Xiaoqian returned to the ruins.

This thatched ruins is indeed a treasure land, unearthed a shape, spirit, gas three flavors of the purple sand pot not to mention, there are also a few very mysterious tablets buried below.

"This is it."

Nie Xiaoqian was going to dig out those tablets like digging a purple clay pot.

But when she took a lot of effort to dig open the soil on it, she found that the stele seemed to have taken root, and no matter how much strength she used, it was no different from a grasshopper shaking a tree, and the stele was as immovable as a mountain.

When she tried to dig all the dirt under the stele, she found that the soil was as hard as iron, and it condensed into a whole with the stele, and she couldn't plane it.

"Is it really some great artifact?"

Nie Xiaoqian muttered, carefully observing the tablets.

The material of the stele is neither gold, nor stone, nor jade, nor wood, nor is it ceramic, bone, resin, or rubber......

Nie Xiaoqian tapped and studied for a while, but she still couldn't tell what material the stele was carved out of.

As a last resort, I had to look at the inscription on the stele.

She found the inscriptions so obscure that even the font was illegible.

And at first glance, she was dizzy and spinning, as if there was a whirlpool on the monument that wanted to suck her ghost body into it.

Nie Xiaoqian endured the dizziness pain, barely looked at it, and finally only recognized a few words: Chaos Yin and Yang, Tianyan Five Elements.

When the book is used, it is less hated!

Nie Xiaoqian, who consciously reads a lot, has never felt so clearly that she is lonely and unheard of.

Chaos, Yin and Yang, Five Elements?

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head, no longer looked at the inscriptions on the stele, but walked a little farther, and floated into the air, and saw that these steles seemed to be arranged in a certain regular direction.

Whether it was a trick or a real deal, she had no clue.

I just feel that these things and the deep pool below the waterfall, the coffin and the big sword at the bottom of the pool, and the huge black shadow are all unsolved mysteries.

Just when Nie Xiaoqian was puzzled and distressed, Chen Yuci sighed and woke up. (To be continued......)