Li Huashi did not refute Zhu Yan's words, but Li Lun frowned and said sarcastically:
"Zhu Yan, you really protect your group of kind and righteous new friends, so much so that a seed that we don't even know if it will be useful can make you realize our evil intentions."
Zhu Yan paused, then suddenly reacted.
The Mingshen grass is still just a seed now, and Li Huashi herself said that she is not sure whether it can have any effect on monsters. She only said that if it is nourished with divine blood, the efficacy of the medicine can be enhanced.
Perhaps because of what Li Huashi had done in the past, Zhu Yan would subconsciously think the worst of Li Huashi when he found something was wrong.
Realizing this, Zhu Yan looked at Li Huashi, who didn't seem to intend to explain anything to her and didn't seem to care whether she misunderstood her, and suddenly felt guilty.
Zhu Yan: "Sorry..."
Li Huashi sneered. Zhu Yan didn't actually misunderstand her. The reason why she deliberately mentioned Bai Jiu's divine blood was just out of her bad taste and she wanted to scare Zhu Yan.
So in the same way, facing Zhu Yan who now thought that he had been wronged, Li Huashi had no intention of explaining.
Why should you care about what others think?
After all, he is an outsider.
Li Huashi said calmly: "It seems that the blood of the sacred tree is not only from Xiaojiu, but also from his mother, Baiyan, right?
Bai Ze's blood seems to have the so-called purification ability. Since Bai Ze Ling is closely related to Bai Yan's mother, maybe Bai Ze's blood may be useful?
If Bai Ze's blood is useful, maybe you can try the blood of other mountain gods?
After all, I don’t know whether Mingshencao will be useful to me.
As for how to make the seeds germinate and grow in a short period of time, you can ask the White Ze Goddess, she has experience. "
After all, Wen Xiao used the sundial to make the sacred tree grow.
Li Huashi only thought that Mingshen grass might be useful because it could cure madness and be used to make antidotes for soul-leaving incense and corpse poison.
Zhu Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seemed unable to speak.
Li Huashi seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say, and spoke first: "As for the conditions, the sundial was given to Cheng Huang by Li Lun, so you have to return it to us.
And, if the Myojin grass is really useful, just leave some for me."
The medicinal herbs grown with divine blood sound very precious.
Looking at Zhu Yan's departing back, the only remaining friendship between Li Lun and Zhu Yan that had lasted for tens of thousands of years finally dissipated at this moment.
He didn't care what Zhu Yan thought of him.
But he could not tolerate Zhu Yan's malicious speculation about Li Huashi with his prejudice, protection and trust in Bai Ze Goddess and others.
Even though Li Huashi did so, Zhu Yan could suspect Li Huashi for anything, but he shouldn't suspect her when Li Huashi took out the Mingshen Grass so that he wouldn't have to sacrifice himself.
After all, subconscious reactions cannot deceive people.
So in Zhu Yan's heart, even if Li Huashi had reasons for what she did, and even if she wanted humans and monsters to live in harmony, it was a good idea.
But in Zhu Yan's heart, he subconsciously still thought that Li Huashi's means of achieving his goal were the same as Wen Zongyu's.
Li Huashi noticed that Li Lun was feeling a little down, so she raised her hand and stroked his cheek.
In fact, Li Huashi could probably guess why Li Lun was in a low mood, but... all good things must come to an end, so in Li Huashi's opinion, it was perfectly normal.
Of course, Li Huashi also understood that the sadness at the end of the show was inevitable.
But whenever the other person needed comfort, Li Huashi’s brain seemed to be stuck. She wanted to say something to comfort the other person, but her mind went blank.
Fortunately, Li Lun did not need comfort. After all, Zhu Yan had already made a choice between his new friend and himself.
Li Lun kissed Li Huashi's forehead and said, "When everything is settled, let's go back to Fanhua City. We should stop caring about other people's affairs."
Li Huashi chuckled and nodded: "Yeah."
A certain demon has a little trick and is secretly carrying some private goods.
In addition to Zhu Yan, these other people probably also include Fei, right?
Later, Zhu Yan took the seeds of Mingshen grass back and used the sundial and the divine blood of Bai Jiu and others to grow the mutated Mingshen grass, which was really useful for those demonized people.
Although it cannot reverse the fact that they have turned into monsters, it can keep them sober and rational, and prevent them from becoming mindless and bloodthirsty beasts like before.
With the sundial, Bai Jiu and the others don't need to rush to bleed a lot in a short period of time.
All they had to do was release some blood from the sundial at regular intervals.
So Bai Jiu and his companions stayed in the sundial for who knows how many years, and finally succeeded in growing the mutated Mingshen grass that could restore sanity to all the people in the city.
Through the sundial, Zhu Yan also learned about the three hundred years that Wen Xiao had spent alone in the sundial.
While feeling sorry for Wen Xiao, Zhu Yan was also moved and realized that Wen Xiao's friendship for him was not just that of a colleague.
Li Huashi's original arrangement was useful after all.
Although Zhu Yan fell in love with Wen Xiao first, he was not unmoved.
It’s just that Zhu Yan hasn’t cleared his mind yet, so the two of them haven’t broken this layer of window paper for the time being.
Zhu Yan returned some of the mutated Mingshen grass and sundial to Li Huashi, and they also kept a seed for themselves.
Because Bai Jiu suspected that since Mingshencao could restore people's sanity, it might also be useful for Zhu Yan who was controlled by violence.
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