Early the next morning, Feng Yan and Yueli got up. Wake up so early not for anything else but to make breakfast. Although for them, this meal has become something that can be eaten or not, but the vegetables have been bought, so naturally they can't waste it.

Other than that, yesterday's meal hit them a bit hard. They really didn't expect that when meals were within the scope of "normal" meals, they could still do so much in their old age. Like what......

"I don't understand, why don't you just cut a diced carrot? Isn't it quite easy? How can he chop so much? I didn't see the diced carrot, but I saw a plate of carrot soup. ”

The kitchen knife in Yueli's hand danced rhythmically on the board, making a "click" sound. And the carrot under the knife soon turned into a diced carrot of the right size.

Remembering the diced carrot I saw last night...... Well, it was a diced carrot before, but after cooking, it was mixed into the vegetable soup and it became carrot soup. Thinking of this, Yueli couldn't help but hold her forehead. Although there is no rule that it can't be done like this, she can't accept it.

"I think it's quite easy to cut into that, isn't it just a matter of a few wind blades? ”

"What do you mean...... Feng Lao, he actually doesn't know what diced carrots are?"

"I think it should be, when we ask other people to cut, don't we always say that the smaller the better, so Feng Lao cuts so small. ”

"But there's a limit to that little one!"

This is just one of the "special" features of last night's meal, under Wang Ling's narration, in the whole process of making that meal, the few who are not very good at cooking put a lot of energy, but the result is ...... Not to mention all kinds of unexpected damage, the result is still an ingredient that is not quite the right shape.

"Fortunately, Mu Lao, who cooked at the end, if she hadn't handled it, we would probably have to see some strange meals again. ”

Speaking of this, Yueli remembered those strange meals she had seen before. As soon as the ordinary dishes changed hands, the spiritual power emitted was comparable to four or five pins of pills, and they didn't know how to make them.

"Yes, thanks to Mu Lao, although this color is gone, the fragrance and taste are still preserved. ”

"Forget it, don't talk about it, at least they won't be able to make any dark dishes no matter how much trouble they make...... Whether or not to cook is on the agenda again, and I now feel the need to let them study hard. Otherwise, if they want to eat something delicious in the future, they will either not be able to eat it, or they will not be able to watch it. ”

"Well, I think it's okay...... But I have to think of a good way, it's a bit difficult to get them to stick to it on their own......"

"yes, especially the two of them......"

In this way, in the midst of the complaints, conspiracies and small talk between the two, the breakfast of the nine of them came out of the pot safely. Whether it is the color, fragrance or taste, it is just right. It's not a "unique delicacy in the world", but it's a delicacy.

When everyone woke up, they smelled the faint smell of rice, which made them suddenly feel appetizing. So, after a simple wash, everyone rushed to the table.

"Hiccup—"

During the meal, Lin Yong was accidentally choked, and Feng Yan, who was sitting next to him, immediately brought him a glass of water.

"Lin Yong, the food is not enough, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"I'm used to it, I can't change it for the time being, forgive me, forgive me. ”

After Lin Yong finished speaking, the others sensed that something was wrong. There are people who eat quickly, and there are people who develop this habit, but there is really no one like Lin Yong who has become a habit of gobbling up. Moreover, his approach seems to be like eating this meal and not having the next meal. And a disciple of a sect, it's not like this, right?

"Lin Yong, you are in the Long Sword Sect...... How's it going?"

Wind Death asked tentatively.

"It's ok. ”

This is the answer given by Lin Yong, but he doesn't seem to want to mention it, this "okay" is said like an instinctive reaction.

Looking at this situation, everyone didn't ask, but there were some speculations about Lin Yong's past.

After breakfast, Wang Ling continued to go to Mu Lao to dispense medicine; Lin Xiaojie visited Wendao Peak under the leadership of Feng Yan; and the others went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to continue their unfinished visit yesterday.

Around noon, Mu Lao made preliminary preparations and called Lin Yong back.

Lin Yong was greeted by a box, about the size of a person, with no lid and no decoration. But it was covered with a lot of small formations, and it was shining with a strange green light.

Although it was noon, the sun was very strong, and some people had a lot of yang energy, but Lin Yong just felt panicked.

"Mu Lao, I don't want to go into the coffin!"

Lin Yong really felt a little scared, wasn't that thing just an unfinished coffin?

"If you want to live, come and lie down. ”

After Mu Lao finished speaking, Lin Yong was intimidated, and his life was more important, so he lay in. At that moment, he really had the feeling of saying goodbye to the world.

After Lin Yong lay in, the surrounding spirit arrays were officially activated under the urging of Mu Lao, and the entire box lit up with a green light.

Lin Yong, who was lying inside, could also see these green lights, but he was not paying attention to it now. At this time, he felt a huge spiritual power surging into his body...... No, it's a lot of spiritual power, each of which is flowing in its own meridians at will.

Lin Yong was very scared, the chaos of spiritual power generally represented the loss of control of spiritual power. For the average person, this will at least cause a lot of damage to the body. For him, the loss of spiritual power basically means that his life is short.

Thinking that he was lying in the coffin, Lin Yong was suddenly relieved. If he was gone, at least he wouldn't have never even had a coffin.

Just when Lin Yong was relieved, Lin Yong felt that his dantian was violently absorbing those chaotic spiritual powers. This is something that Lin Yong has never felt.

It's great that I can live like a normal person!

"Come out......"

At this time, Lin Yong heard the voice of wood.

Is this the end of the treatment?

So, Lin Yong walked out and was about to thank Mu Lao for his life-saving grace, but found that Mu Lao frowned.

"Mu Lao, what's the ...... Haven't I been cured?"

"I haven't been cured yet...... How could it be good. I just used this thing to probe you well. There is a big problem with the meridians in your body, which can only be described as miserable. Originally, it would not have been like this if you had cultivated it well, but you often overused your spiritual power, resulting in this meridian not being able to store spiritual power at all......"

Even if Lin Yong didn't understand medical science, he knew how important the meridians were to the monk, so he panicked.

"That'...... Am I hopeless?"

Lin Yong was ready, even if he really didn't save him, he had to accept it.

"It can be saved, but it's too troublesome. In your case, you have to repair the meridians first. And the repair of the meridians is particularly troublesome, and if you are not careful, there will be problems......"

"Believe in the strength of Yimu Lao, this shouldn't be a difficult thing, right?"

"I don't have a problem, I'm just afraid you won't be able to bear it. ”

"I can resist!"