Yulan was terrified; she sensed that she had been ambushed.
But she couldn't feel where this thing was, yet it was always with her, influencing her everywhere.
Fortunately, after she meditated and cultivated for a while, the thing disappeared.
Xiao Li used illusion magic on Yu Lan, making her experience the feeling of falling from a towering building. This happened hundreds or thousands of times in one night.
Anyway, as soon as I fall asleep, I automatically enter the state.
Yulan visibly became haggard, and within ten days she had become extremely thin.
Mingyun was terrified, thinking she was sick, but the results of her physical examination were normal.
They suspected she had been ambushed, but after examination, everything was normal, and she didn't seem to have been ambushed at all.
"Could it be that Junior Sister Yulan has a problem with her soul? I've heard that problems with the soul are a serious matter."
Mingyun and Yulan's parents were close friends, and he genuinely loved this little apprentice.
"Junior sister, is there a solution?"
Xiao Li thought for a moment, "I have heard that people with this kind of disease must rest and recuperate."
Mingyun was taken aback. "What kind of rest?"
"Just leave her alone, don't let her get upset, and don't disturb her."
Mingyun paused for a moment, then he understood; they meant to put her in solitary confinement.
Magnolia was sent to a forbidden area, where she lived alone in the back mountain, enjoying unparalleled tranquility.
Yulan dared not fall asleep, for every time she tried to sleep, she would have that terrible dream, with huge dark circles under her eyes, sitting on a large rock.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong back then. I shouldn't have pushed you down the mountain. It was my fault, I was wrong."
She muttered to herself, her extreme mental exhaustion making her speak incoherently.
Her parents were in seclusion. After Mingyun woke them up, they both rushed to the back mountain to take care of her, but unfortunately, they were helpless.
Another month passed, and one night she never woke up again. She finally jumped off the mountaintop, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
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Xiao Li was already preparing to leave. Xuan Zhi had woken up a month and a half ago.
"Disciple, haven't I already been blown up?"
Xuanzhi's memory was still stuck at the moment his natal sword self-destructed. He used the remaining true energy in his meridians to activate his natal sword and unleash a final attack.
All he knew was that his apprentice was safe; he was doomed. His mushroom stew was ruined—he hadn't even had a taste of it yet.
Who would have thought that he not only survived, but his dantian was also intact. However, why was his true qi so low? His dantian also seemed to have shrunk considerably.
However, his meridians are already unobstructed, and his dantian will eventually return to its former state.
His hidden injuries also seem to have healed. Although he is nearly seventy years old, his body exudes incredible vitality, and he is confident that he can live for another eighty years.
Xiao Li lowered her head and said, "Master, we were lucky to meet an old doctor named Jiu Yao. He gave you some kind of Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill, and then you got better."
Seeing that Xuanzhi still looked puzzled, Xiaoli continued to make things up.
“Master, he also gave me a sword. Look, it’s really powerful.”
Xiao Li took out the longsword, and Xuan Zhi looked at it with great astonishment. This sword was beyond his comprehension; no one had ever been able to forge such a fine sword.
To his even greater surprise, Xiao Li took out another storage bag.
"Look, this was also given to me by the miracle doctor. He said it was destined for me, so he gave me this treasure pouch. Now we can store lots of rare ingredients in it without worrying about them spoiling."
Xuanzhi's eyes were filled with tears. These were the words his foolish apprentice could utter. Such a precious treasure pouch, and all she could think of was using it to store food.
"My dear disciple, your master just wants to eat mushroom stew..."
His hodgepodge was so bad, he could smell it before he fainted.
Xiao Li was silent for a while, then took out a pot of steaming mushroom soup from her treasure bag.
Xuanzhi's mouth was practically watering.
But Xiaoli put the soup back.
"What are you doing?"
Xiao Li rolled her eyes. "Master, are you out of your mind? With your current cultivation level, can you even eat this?"
Soup made with poisonous mushrooms contains various toxins mixed together. Although it tastes delicious, it requires profound internal strength to digest.
Without internal energy, one would probably die from poison after just one sip. Without profound internal energy, one cannot even enjoy delicious food.
Xuanzhi glared and puffed out his cheeks, but he couldn't change the outcome. He could only resign himself to his fate and continue cultivating, hoping to get a taste of that soup as soon as possible.
On the day of their departure, Xuanzhen led everyone from the temple to see them off. Also setting off with them were Yusheng and Xin Huantong, who were going out to gain experience.
"Senior brother, you haven't returned for many years, and your strength has greatly diminished. Can't you wait until you've recovered before leaving?"
He clung to Xuanzhi's sleeve with the reluctance of a child.
Xuanzhi flicked his sleeve; his junior brother's personality was still the same as before—clingy and childish.
"Let go! I want to venture out into the world. How can this little Taoist temple confine me?"
Xiao Li touched her forehead. She had once thought that there was something secret between her master and Xuanzhen, which was why Xuanzhi had not returned to the Taoist temple for so many years.
Now she realized that her master was simply afraid of this junior brother, the abbot.
During this period, Xuanzhen came to see Xuanzhi every day and stayed all day long. Who could stand that?
No wonder Master ran away. He probably returned to Panlong Mountain because he was worried about his junior brother and came to check on him secretly.
Seeing that his senior brother was determined to leave, Xuanzhen had no choice but to stop and wipe his eyes with his sleeve.
With red eyes, he pulled out a handful of paper talismans from his pocket, which he had collected over the years.
"Senior brother, here, keep this for self-defense. The temple is too poor, we have no gold or silver, please don't find it offensive."
He drew this talisman himself. Since his senior brother's strength has not yet recovered, using this is a way to save his life.
Xuanzhi got angry as soon as he heard this. He couldn't stand hearing people talk about his strength, which reminded him of the mushroom soup he hadn't gotten a taste of.
He snatched the paper talisman and tucked it into his pocket.
"Alright, we're leaving now. We'll come back to see you when we have time."
Xiao Li bowed to Xuan Zhen in farewell and hurriedly followed her master.
Xuanzhen then looked at Yusheng and Xin Huantong, and instantly became a highly respected figure.
"You two should support each other while you are out there, and not tarnish the reputation and prestige of Qingfeng Temple."
"yes!"
"yes!"
The two followed them down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, the four parted ways, and the male and female protagonists began their legendary journey.
Xiao Li watched them leave, and Xuan Zhi, noticing her staring, teased her about it.
“You were such a tiny baby before you were separated from your brother. Now you’ve only been together for a few days and you have to separate again. Don’t cry.”
Xiao Li smiled; she wouldn't do that.
They also embarked on a culinary journey.
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