The real daughter, she went crazy in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 62
Lan Zhi immediately realized that this was a very unpopular or even partial method, and it had even been lost.

She didn't want to give up, so she asked, "Do you know where I can find unpopular information?"

Chang Lize immediately puffed up her chest proudly: "That goes without saying, of course it is the Wende Hall of our Star Academy."

He was afraid that Lan would believe it or not, so he added: "Although our Star Academy has not been well-known in recent years, the background is definitely not comparable to other Star Academy. .”

Lan Zhi was pleasantly surprised: "Can I go in?"

Chang Lize spoke righteously: "Of course outsiders can't enter casually."

But then Chang Lize lowered her voice, "I'll find a way to take you in."

Lan Zhihuo stood up: "Why don't you go now."

Chang Lize gave her a squinting look: "You can only go after warming up the soul. Otherwise, I will be beaten to death by my mother before we reach Wende Hall."

Lan Zhi was helpless, so she had no choice but to restrain her impulse and obediently nourish her soul.

In addition to drinking medicinal liquid to warm and nourish the soul, Lan Zhi took a medicinal bath on the first day and found that the body's ability to absorb the medicinal liquid was much stronger than they expected, and it was far from reaching saturation. Resolutely added an extra portion of medicinal materials, but it was still not saturated after soaking. On the third day, she directly ordered three portions. Chang Lize was dumbfounded when she saw it: "Doesn't it hurt?"

Lan Zhi has been in pain for nearly three months because of the soul injury, and she has long been immune to the little pain of soaking in medicinal baths, and she doesn't feel much. Hearing this, she was a little surprised: "Does it hurt?"

Chang Lize looked her up and down, and he always felt that she had a kind of temperament that the mountain collapsed in front of her and her face remained unchanged. No matter what she encountered, she could deal with it peacefully, even when she was sewing her soul, she would always be calm. No gaffe.

Thinking of this, Chang Lize put her face in her hands and looked at her with burning eyes: "I've always wanted to ask you, how did you endure the pain of Sewing Soul?"

Lan Zhi didn't want to recall the pain of Sewing Soul at all: "Don't mention it, my whole body hurts when you mention it."

All three servings were soaked for only two days, and Lan Zhi's soul was completely healed.

Early in the morning, she jumped out of the bathtub after soaking in the medicated bath, dressed as quickly as possible, and ran to Chang Lize excitedly: "My soul injury is healed, I can go out, let's go now Wende Hall?"

These days, Chang Lize temporarily moved next door to her in order to keep an eye on her. He just woke up when he opened the door and saw her standing there with disheveled hair. He was startled: "Are you serious?"

(End of this chapter)