Li Yiru wanted to do it for her. Aunt Xiuling was not feeling well and was not in good spirits. She had never been seen ordering meals before. Others were too old to do it, but this elder remembered to eat.
She had no respect for the strong and kept complaining in her heart.
Wang Xiuling agreed after thinking for a few seconds. Elder Han had never eaten it, so as long as it tasted good, it was fine. Xiaorou’s cooking was no worse than hers.
In the afternoon, Wang Xiuling watched Li Yirou cook rice, which tasted delicious. She also prepared clean and hygienic, though unpalatable, meals for the disciples who came to eat.
"Then Aunt Xiuling, I'll go take food to Elder Han. Please have the disciples serve themselves, and I'll wash the dishes when I get back."
Wang Xiuling nodded and said it was getting late and asked her to go and come back quickly.
Li Yirou ran towards Elder Han's residence carrying a lunch box.
She walked quickly all the way and felt that the sect was quieter in the evening than during the day. She guessed that everyone was practicing. She hoped that the robber Zhao Jinfan would also practice well and not cheat her on the road.
Elder Han's residence was remote, and by the time they found it, it was already dark. No one greeted them, so Li Yirou waited for several dozen seconds, fearing she would miss the meal, but she mustered up the courage to knock on the door.
Suddenly, the heavy wooden door creaked open, and a middle-aged man's voice sounded in her ears, "Come in, hall."
Li Yirou shuddered. How could it be so scary? The first thing she saw in the yard was a screen. There were dim lights hanging on the eaves of the Chinese-style building at the corner, making it look like a haunted house.
She felt a little weak in the knees and kept comforting herself, saying that this was an immortal gate, not a haunted place, so don't be afraid, don't be afraid, doesn't she also practice in the dark at night?
In front of me were a few steps in front of the house, and inside was probably the hall. When I stepped on the first step, the door of the hall opened with a bang.
Li Yirou looked over a little nervously. There was a man about thirty years old sitting in the hall. He looked ordinary.
He was also staring at her, but his eyes were cold, as if if she did anything disrespectful, her life would be over.
He gave Li Yirou the uncomfortable feeling of being firmly suppressed by someone in a higher position. From the first glance, she felt he was a cold and cruel person.
"Are you Elder Han? I'm Li Yirou from the dining hall." She suppressed her discomfort and smiled politely, "This is the meal Aunt Xiuling made for you."
She raised the lunch box slightly, and the other party responded with "hmm" without changing his gaze. However, Li Yiru felt uncomfortable all over, as if everything was seen through by her and she had nowhere to hide.
"Put it here." He spoke again, and the sense of probing suddenly weakened a lot.
The other person's eyes softened a bit. "Not bad. With five spiritual roots, you can actually draw Qi into your body in such a short time. You're a hardworking kid. Keep it up."
Li Yirou breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was checking her cultivation level. She smiled modestly, but the uncomfortable feeling just now made her very nervous.
In the eyes of high-level monks, it seemed that she could not hide any secrets.
She remained polite and respectful, "I will listen carefully to the elder's teachings. I will continue to work hard."
After she finished speaking, she put down the food box and was thinking about whether to take the initiative to leave when the other party took out a handful of low-level spiritual herbs.
"Good boy, thank you for taking the trouble to come here. I'll give you a little gift. I hope it will help you in your cultivation."
There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes at the right time. Perhaps because his temperament was too cold and he was of the opposite sex, Li Yiru did not feel the same kindness as Wang Xiuling.
The other party handed the item to her. Li Yirou was delighted and said, "Thank you, Elder!"
After all, she is just a disciple in the dining hall and has never seen the world.
"You're welcome. Just practice hard." Han Yuzhen said and smiled at her.
Li Yirou also responded with a big smile and turned to leave.
After leaving the house, he quickly regained his composure, and nothing happened until he walked out of the yard. Perhaps he was really admiring her ability to draw energy into her body?
According to her understanding, cultivation becomes more and more difficult as time goes by. Many disciples with high comprehension ability can feel the energy entering the body just by reading the book.
It took her a long time to realize that she had successfully guided the spiritual energy into her body. Wasn't it worthwhile for an elder to praise her?
Li Yirou felt uneasy, but she scolded herself for thinking too much. What level was she at? She was just a country girl, while the other party was already an elder. He could have any woman he wanted.
And he really has feelings for her and just took action.
Li Yirou stopped hesitating and looked at the spiritual herbs in her hand.
There were also some seeds that Taxue found for her in her space. She would seize the time every day to grope through the fog and plant them one by one on the ground.
Now it has not only taken root, but also produced ten more fruits, so she is not too interested in it now.
Since the space had not been fully studied, she didn't dare to sell the things inside. It would be bad if it was discovered to be abnormal and she lost her life.
This time, she would not risk putting the money in the space given by Elder Han. Since it was obtained in a fair and honest way, she could find a way to exchange it for something else.
Li Yiru took a small path back and was surprised that Elder Han was even more generous than the alchemist Elder Feng. He gave her more than ten spiritual herbs.
Li Yirou roughly counted them with her eyes, sighed, and suddenly looked around subconsciously. There was no movement at all, and she did not see Zhao Jinfan.
He couldn't wait on the road every day to rob people. Li Yiru didn't want to become a frightened bird, so she encouraged herself to be bolder and took a few steps forward.
If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected happens.
Zhao Jinfan descended from the sky, sword pointed at her.
Li Yirou cursed his entire family for eighteen generations in her heart, but she put on a flattering smile, "Brother, there's no need to use weapons, I'll just give them to you."
The other party seemed unwilling to let her go, and even showed a hint of confusion in his eyes. Li Yirou hurriedly explained: "Really, I just came out and was rewarded with more than ten spiritual herbs. I gave them all to you, but it's still not enough."
After saying that, Li Yiru stretched out the spiritual grass and handed it to him.
"Shut up!" Zhao Jinfan didn't respond, and unlike his usual nonchalant behavior, he extended the sword forward a few millimeters and was about to cut her skin.
He was filled with murderous aura, and his eyes became more and more ferocious, as if he wanted to kill someone.
Did she find out that she had hidden the waste pill last time?
Impossible, she was sure of it.
Even if he discovered it, Zhao Jinfan would still do it to get the waste pill, no matter how hard he tried.
It’s not like now, where he is not interested in things or her as a person, but instead seems to be interested in her life.
When his sword blade approached, Li Yirou pinched the magic formula with her hands, and a small flame flew straight towards his face.
The moment he dodged, Li Yiru turned and ran, weaving through the woods, constantly using trees to block his speed. She wanted to use the space to create some distance when turning, but today there was no chance to enter the space and she could only rely on herself.
She couldn't understand the other party's sudden murderous intent, but hearing the sound getting closer and closer behind her, she knew that she couldn't escape.
Her collar was grabbed and she tried to break free by shaking her shoulders, but Zhao Jinfan was much stronger than her in age, cultivation and strength, and her struggle was of no use at all.
He threw Li Yiru to the ground, and with a "pa" sound, the iron palm landed on her face. Li Yiru felt dizzy at first, and then felt severe pain.
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