Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Seeing that Yang Zimei's body had really shrunk, the woman in black couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it! You really learned it. Are you the legendary martial arts genius?"

Yang Zimei smiled.

In terms of martial arts, as long as she wants to learn, she can learn almost all of them very quickly. Perhaps, as the master said, she is naturally gifted.

She was not shrinking small enough now, so she had to continue to practice a few times, and finally shrunk her body to the size of a baby.

Seeing her short body, Yang Zimei couldn't help thinking of how she was when she found out she was reborn and returned to five years old.

That feeling was so mixed that she couldn't believe the fact of rebirth for a long time.

"My dear mother, how can you shrink better than me? It's too much, if I knew it, I wouldn't have taught you."

The woman in black muttered, "You have to give me the diamond just now, or I will lose a lot."

Yang Zimei ignored her and let herself slide over.

Standing in front of the woman in black whose body had been restored to its original form, Yang Zimei looked so small, the woman in black giggled and raised her foot slyly, "Do you believe that I can crush you flat?"

"Try if you dare, I can definitely poke you to death with one finger!"

Yang Zimei snorted disdainfully.

"Whee!"

The woman in black suddenly sneered a few times, which made Yang Zimei feel a little wrong.

But at this time, she didn't have much time to think about the malicious intentions in her smirk, but went to look for the mural she just mentioned.

Sure enough, the painting on the wall was really her.

She has long blue hair, tied with the ribbon that Xuehu gave her, and she is doing exercises with her legs crossed and her eyes closed.

And the tree above her head is also the tree in her house, surrounded by gathering spirit formations.

What exactly is going on?

Who drew it?

This mural looks like it has a long history, and it adopts the Qin and Han style painting method.

"It's so strange. If I wasn't an atheist, I would have thought you were a thousand-year-old monster reborn, and this is your cave!"

The woman in black shook her head, "This is really the most incredible thing I have ever encountered."

Yang Zimei didn't hum.

After being reborn, she encountered a lot of unimaginable things, and she was a little numb when encountering strange things, but this place still surprised her again and again, and there were too many things she couldn't figure out.

What she couldn't figure out the most was what kind of existence this ancient tomb should be.

What roles did she and Long Zhutian play in it?

"Is this just your little fox?"

The woman in black pointed to the little white shadow in the tree branch and asked.

Yang Zimei looked carefully, and the circles of his eyes were red again.

This is not a ripple, but a snow lake.

Xuehu used to sit on a tree branch like this to watch himself practice, and then give advice.

But looking at himself in this painting, with white mist lingering around his head, the level of cultivation is not what he was before Xuehu left, nor is it a state that he can reach now.

Could it be that the painting is about the future?

Snow Lake finally came back?

Looking at the figure of Xuehu, Yang Zimei missed it even more.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

The woman in black looked at her complex facial changes and asked with a frown.

"You think I might reveal my identity to someone whose face I can't even see?"

Yang Zimei asked indifferently.

"Haha, that's right, you must be defensive, and I can't tell you who I am."

The woman in black actually didn't mind, but smiled instead.

I don't know whether she is really open-minded or fake open-minded.

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