Back at the peak, Song Yizhi plunged into the kitchen, but this time it was not the fragrance but the bitter smell of medicinal herbs.

Rong Yueyuan walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at a few clay medicine pots on the stove, and the bitter smell that permeated the air came from inside.

Song Yizhi's manipulated spiritual power to knead a cloud of black ointment into pills of the same size, and then intimately wrapped it in a layer of sugar coating.

After getting it done, Song Yizhi beckoned Rong Yueyuan to come over, "Try it." ”

Rong Yueyuan walked up and picked up a pill with a suspicious heart and put it in his mouth.

The sugar coating on the outside was not too sweet, it was just within the range that Rong Yueyuan could accept, but when he bit through the sugar coating, the bitter taste permeated his mouth.

"......" Rong Yueyuan swallowed the pill in a hesitant manner, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth that could make people lose their sense of taste, "How much bitter grass did you put in it?" ”

"A little." Song Yizhi put the pill in a slippery way and handed it to Rong Yueyuan, looked at him and wanted to refuse, and said, "Bitter grass can neutralize a lot of medicinal properties, except that it is bitter, there are no shortcomings." ”

Rong Yueyuan was about to reject these pills that were not worth his life, when he felt a subtle change in Tian Danli.

The pill that he swallowed had already dissolved, and the medicinal power spread along the meridians to the dantian, and the thin black thread wrapped around the villain loosened a little.

It was a small change, but Rong Yueyuan still felt it.

It was not that he had not shown the second elder the residual poison in his body, but the second elder said that he was not good at medicine and could not get rid of the poison.

After that, he went to the Medicine King Valley, and the valley lord of the Medicine King Valley waited for him to consult the books to see if there was a way to solve it.

The two of them were helpless with top-notch medical skills and alchemy, and Song Yizhi, a little girl, actually solved it so easily?

Rong Yueyuan suppressed the surprise in his heart and reached out to take the box, as if casually asking, "Is it?" ”

There are so many secrets in Song Yizhi.

"For example, the blood jade palm lotus must be added to the medicine, the blood jade palm lotus is overbearing, and it is very easy to explode when directly entered, and it is different when the bitter grass is added, which will not reduce the medicinal properties but also ensure safety." Song Yizhi gave an example.

"Of course, bitter herbs can only neutralize the medicinal properties, and the blood jade palm lotus still needs to be concocted with special techniques to remove the toxicity." Song Yizhi added, "Unless it is used to fight poison with poison, it cannot be directly used as medicine." ”

Thinking of Song Yizhi's act of eating the Blood Jade Palm Lotus as a vegetable without fear of death, Rong Yueyuan couldn't help but speak, "You know that you still eat it." ”

Knowing that the blood jade palm lotus is highly poisonous, she still eats it as a dish, is she big-hearted or not afraid of death?

Song Yizhi choked and snorted, "These are two different things!" ”

Medication is not the same as cooking!

Rong Yueyuan didn't want to speak, on the one hand, he couldn't say it, and on the other hand, he didn't want to say it because his mouth was too bitter.

Song Yizhi poured a cup of flower tea and handed it over.

After a cup of tea, the bitter taste in Rong Yueyuan's mouth lightened a little.

"This is a flower tea concocted with blood jade palm lotus, is it fragrant?" Song Yizhi saw Rong Yueyuan's eyebrows stretched, and opened his mouth to speak.

Rong Yueyuan: "......"

Does this count as murder?

"It's not poisonous." Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's slightly complicated complexion, and couldn't help but be happy, "You will drink this flower tea for the next period of time, it will be beneficial." ”

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then couldn't help but secretly think that he was really from Song Yizhi.

"Song Yizhi." Rong Yueyuan put the teacup on the stove and asked a question he had always wanted to ask, "Why is there no turbidity in the food you cook?" ”

What immortal cultivators are most afraid of is the accumulation of turbidity in their bodies, and if there is too much turbidity in their bodies, it will clog the meridians and dantians, which will cause their cultivation to become slower and slower, and in the end, it is even more likely that they will not be able to continue cultivating.

Most of the methods of turbidity ingestion into the body are because of eating, and there is a lot of turbidity in cereals, even if it is specially cultivated spiritual vegetables, there will be turbidity.

Therefore, most people will choose Bigu Dan instead of eating after building the foundation.

But the food made by Song Yizhi did not have a little turbidity, which he noticed the first time he ate what Song Yizhi cooked.

Moreover, even if there is no turbidity, it seems that you can still accumulate spiritual power if you eat too much?

"Didn't you?" Song Yizhi raised his hand and scratched his head, looking at Rong Yueyuan with some confusion, "I haven't paid attention, or is it because the food I eat is too miscellaneous?" ”

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with a blank expression, and suddenly understood why the Great Elder didn't stop Song Yizhi from eating, and why those ancestors in the back mountain would eat the things made by Song Yizhi.

This kind of cooking talent is indeed a bit terrifying.

Rong Yueyuan opened his mouth to admonish, "Don't just cook food for others." ”

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, Song Yizhi's talent is already top-notch, if it weren't for her intoxication with one acre and three points of land, she was afraid that there would be more dangers around her.

And Song Yizhi has been stared at by many people, if she is letting others know her terrifying cooking talent, she will only be more dangerous.

Song Yizhi nodded, and she asked while cleaning up the stove, "Fifth Elder, what do you want to eat?" ”

"Everything." Rong Yueyuan is not a picky eater.

Song Yizhi nodded, and while it was still early, she was going to get the beef jerky out.

It is more tedious to make beef jerky, marinated and flavored and then air-dried, and after air-drying, it needs to be steamed, and finally it needs to be cooled and smoked.

Ten catties of beef jerky requires almost thirty catties of fresh beef, and Song Yizhi will not be stupid enough to handle it herself, she directly manipulates the spiritual power to cut the beef into slender strips.

The cut beef was placed in the bucket, and she manipulated her spiritual power to mix the marinade with the beef, and then covered it with a wooden lid and set it aside to marinate and absorb the flavor.

Once you're done, it's almost time to make dinner.

After eating, Song Yizhi went to practice swordsmanship.

When Song Yiheng came over, Song Yizhi squatted by the canal, and the lantern hanging on the bamboo pole emitted a soft light.

The location of the bamboo hut has not changed, but the pond has been removed, and there are several canals winding around the field, and the pool is not far away, and in the distance it looks like a fish pond.

Looking at the greatly changed peak, Song Yiheng's gaze fell on his sister.

The fifth elder is not here, he should be cultivating in the house, and his sister has good skills, so she tossed the peak like this in a short time.

"Brother." Song Yizhi shouted, then took his hand out of the canal and threw the water droplets hanging on his hand towards Song Yiheng.

Song Yiheng raised his hand to wipe a few drops of water from his face, looked at Song Yizhi, who was smiling happily after succeeding, and said softly, "Your mother knows about skipping class today." ”

The smile on Song Yizhi's face froze.

"Song Ningfeng's quiz has begun, and my mother has no time to come to you." Song Yiheng added.

Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up a pool of spring water and threw it at Song Yiheng, "Bad brother, you will scare me!" ”

Song Yiheng dodged slightly sideways, he walked up and pulled Song Yizhi up, "Song Ningfeng Xiaozhi is very busy, mother asked Huaizhu to go back to help, and then I will assist the five elders." ”

Song Yizhi raised her head and looked at Song Yiheng, who was much taller than her, bent her eyes, and looked at her own brother with a cunning concubine, "Brother, how can you call Senior Sister Huaizhu's name, you should call her Senior Sister the same as me!" ”

I don't call me a sister in the next year, and my mind is a little wild!