Chapter 49 The Bereaved Family (4)
Gu Qingqing's behavior of consuming inferior, low-grade spiritual medicine in an attempt to quickly restore her magical power did not last more than a few days before Wu Yue, who had come to exchange ideas again, painfully stopped her.
He carried Gu Qingqing out of the cave, searching her mouth with one finger as he said, "It's a spiritual medicine! Don't swallow it! Swallowing it like this is such a waste, such a waste! Sigh!"
Wu Yue was afraid of hurting Gu Qingqing, so he ultimately failed to extract the spiritual herb from her mouth.
Unable to find anything, Wu Yue sat down on the ground, put his hands on either side, and frowned. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he apologized to Gu Qingqing in broken demon language, "I'm sorry, I was too excited to see the spirit herb. I haven't seen a spirit herb in a long time."
"It's such a waste for you to eat it like this. I have a method that, when prepared and consumed, is at least five times more effective than swallowing it raw."
Gu Qingqing's mouth had been poked, and she was already on edge. But when she heard Wu Yue's last sentence, her eyes lit up instantly, and her gaze towards Wu Yue softened considerably.
"Are you telling the truth?" Gu Qingqing replied, inwardly marveling at the old man's extraordinary talent, having mastered the common language of the demon race to the point where he could communicate with her in a simple manner in such a short time.
Wu Yue nodded vigorously, then said regretfully, "Yes, but you've already swallowed it, so it's useless now."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingqing arrogantly raised her head and said, "Heh, I have plenty of such low-level trash."
"Crack." Gu Qingqing's movements were too large, and she accidentally twisted her neck. She realized that she had been careless. After not moving for so long, her stiff bones were no longer obeying her commands.
After a while, Gu Qingqing called out to Wu Yue, who was walking away. She handed him a handful of low-grade spiritual herbs and said calmly, "Take this. I have a little bit of this."
Wu Yue caught it, took a look, and excitedly started running.
A series of large footprints were imprinted on the ground. Wu Yue asked A Du to call the witch, who then fetched a pot and started a fire.
Just as the water boiled, the two shamans arrived. Excitedly, they examined the medicinal herbs in the book, carefully timing each herb as they were added. Then, they set up another small pot and boiled the remaining herbs.
That evening, Gu Qingqing enjoyed a delicious pot of spiritual soup and had a spiritual medicine pack applied to her face; Ji Zhuang and Ji Rong were also given a large bowl of it, and the next day, they didn't smell so bad.
Gu Qingqing was very satisfied with Wu Yue's craftsmanship.
She took out all the low-grade spiritual materials from her storage ring. These things weren't tasty to eat raw; without the jade box to keep them separate, they would really spoil if left like this.
He then took out a top-grade spiritual herb sealed in a jade box and asked Wu Yue to process it.
Looking at Gu Qingqing grabbing handfuls of spiritual herbs, Wu Yue felt like a poor prisoner seeing a wealthy man rolling in money. He asked hesitantly, "If so many spiritual herbs aren't dealt with, their spiritual energy will dissipate."
"Fellow Daoists, you don't need this much. Could you please give the rest to the younger members of my clan so they can open their meridians?"
“I won’t take this for nothing. Whatever your request, my clan will do it if it’s within our power.”
"Opening the meridians?" Gu Qingqing was shocked once again!
Such an ancient concept. In Gu Qingqing's memory, as long as one's intelligence is successfully awakened, what kind of child wouldn't have their meridians opened?
The witch clan here, do they not even have the resources to open their meridians?
Thinking of this, Gu Qingqing said, "I haven't thought of my request yet. I'll make it up when I do. You can take the things."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist! Did you just take the spiritual materials out of your mustard seed space?"
This mustard seed space was created by my clan's ninth ancestor, but unfortunately, I have never even seen it before. I wonder if you would be so kind as to lend it to me for a look?
There was no way Gu Qingqing would show the storage ring to this old man, but she was shocked by his ignorance.
Gu Qingqing rolled her eyes. If the storage ring wouldn't work, the storage bag would.
She took out a small empty storage bag, put the herbs inside, and gave Wu Yue a brief explanation of how to use them.
With tears welling up in his eyes, Wu Yue repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying that he would deliver the medicine bag to Gu Qingqing once the elixir was brewed.
"Stop calling me 'fellow Daoist,' it's tiresome. You can call me Gu Qingqing or Fox, it's fine."
Gu Qingqing waved her hand in disgust: "You can deal with the extra medicinal herbs, but not the ones in the jade box."
Gu Qingqing pointed at Ji Rong, whose breathing was steady and deep, and said, "This jade box contains food that you are to cook for my two chicks."
Wu Yue nodded hurriedly and said that it was true. The high-grade spiritual medicine was very old and had a strong medicinal effect, which the young men in their clan could not withstand.
He thanked Gu Qingqing profusely once again and quickly ran off to prepare the medicinal herbs.
A day later, the top-grade spiritual medicine was stewed with suitable low-grade spiritual ingredients and then divided into three portions and sent over; there was also a pile of pills that could be dissolved in water.
Adu relayed his grandfather's words, saying that Gu Qingqing was also currently weak and needed to be nourished.
However, you should take it slow when supplementing your diet; eating too much is a waste and bad for your health.
Gu Qingqing drank the delicious medicinal soup and was very satisfied with Wu Yue.
Looking at Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang, those two wretched creatures, she couldn't help but sigh. Why did Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang cook such terrible medicinal soup back then? Was it simply because the old man of the witch clan had two hands?
However, Ji Rong's skill in making spirit meat paste was not bad, so she didn't waste her time at the Tunxiang Pavilion.
The smelly thing sleeping next to her, Ji Rong, had no idea that she had been slandered again.
If she could hear, she would definitely retort with righteous indignation, "I've already cooked it for you, as long as it's edible, it's fine. Why are you being picky? If you're so capable, then you cook it yourself."
Unable to understand, Gu Qingqing licked the bowl clean, then hugged her smelly thing and went to sleep.
Ji Rong may smell bad, but he's incredibly warm. Now, Gu Qingqing can't fall asleep without holding him and smelling him.
Wu Yue's medicinal soup was excellent, so Gu Qingqing would often bring out the finest ingredients for Wu Yue to prepare. These ingredients were left to them by Wu Buyu years ago, and because they were in a jade box, they were extremely well preserved.
Whenever Gu Qingqing brought out new medicinal herbs, it would greatly excite Wu Yue.
Adu soon learned the common language of the demon race and is now able to communicate with Gu Qingqing.
She simmered the medicinal soup for three days and successfully opened her meridians.
With nothing to do, Gu Qingqing felt restless and wanted to experience what it was like to be a teacher; so she took out a jade tablet engraved with the "Qi Sensing Technique".
When Ji Rong had a secret chat with Ji Zhuang, she heard it clearly. This was the cultivation method that Ji Rong had initially practiced. Although this "Qi Sensing Technique" was a rudimentary ancient method, it was very suitable for weak cultivators.
Gu Qingqing thought that Adu and the others also spoke the language of the Celestial Race, learned the Celestial Race's script, and looked similar to the Celestial Race.
Therefore, Gu Qingqing felt that if Ji Rong could learn it, A Du, being so smart, should have no problem learning it.
Unfortunately, although Adu could understand it, he forgot it as he read it and couldn't learn it no matter what.
Fortunately, Gu Qingqing's interest in teaching came and went quickly, and she stopped clinging to Adu's back in less than two days.
Adu breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I don't have to memorize anymore! This worm-like thing is so hard to understand, how is that even possible?
I really don't know what the ancient sages of the Wu tribe were doing inventing this thing! If you ask me, if you're going to invent something, you should do it like the Qidao people did, inventing things that can help people cultivate even in places without spiritual energy, that would be truly useful.
Adu has opened her meridians and has begun to work together her strength within the odd and even groups of statues in her clan. Naturally, she has also heard the legends of the Strange Path Man.
She decided to tell this story to Gu Qingqing so that she could learn about the deeds of the ancient sages of the Wu tribe, lest she one day have a brain fart and force herself to write and recite.
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