The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

My dear, why do you wrap yourself up like this! "An Ziyou was shocked when he saw Yu Yao. This assassin would not wrap himself up like this, right? The original big mask was already very exaggerated, like a shield on the face, how come the neck and hands were also wrapped up now?

Although this was also eye-catching, she was sure that it would be even more eye-catching if she showed her horrible face and pitch-black hands.

Helplessly, Yu Yao showed her dark hands.

"You...did you fail in refining the elixir and get blown or dyed black?" This was An Ziyou's first feeling, and then he looked at Yu Yao's face.

Yuyao didn't take off the mask, but just said: "My face is worse."

"Could it be that he was injured by the thunder that day?" An Ziyou asked.

Yu Yao nodded. No matter whether it was before or now, both times were indeed because of the thunder from heaven. It was only because of the thunder from heaven that she, the alchemy master, was rendered powerless.

"It doesn't matter, let's go find Wanhua Liucai. As long as we find it, you will recover." An Ziyou said.

"Wanhua Liucai? What is this? Can it heal the injuries caused by heavenly thunder?" Yu Yao asked hurriedly when she heard that there was a possibility.

"That's natural. Wanhua Liucai is the product of heavenly thunder. But it is also extremely rare. It is a kind of crystal-like thing, of varying sizes and shapes, emitting colorful light. It was formed after heavenly thunder hit the Millennium Huajing, and it evolved after hundreds of years. It can treat skin injuries caused by heavenly thunder, but it has little effect on internal injuries. It can only help repair the meridians in the body." An Ziyou gave a brief introduction.

"Do you know where this colorful world is?" Yu Yao asked.

An Ziyou scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure about this. It's just rumored that there is one in the Jiuming Mountain Buddha Temple, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"Jiu Ming Mountain... Buddha Temple, are there temples on this continent?" It was the first time that Yu Yao heard of a temple on this continent.

"Yes, temples are places for meditation. Many cultivators who have reached a bottleneck in their practice will go to temples to meditate. If they can comprehend a little bit of the Way of Heaven, they can gain the power of the Way of Heaven and help them advance. However, very few people can comprehend it."

After hearing what An Ziyu said, Yu Yao nodded. So that's it.

Yu Yao decided to recuperate for a few more days and wait until her internal injuries recovered before setting off for the Buddhist temple.

The next day, the Valley Master asked An Ziyou to give a letter to Yu Yao.

"Master said that this Buddha Temple is not open to anyone, and only those with a predestined relationship can find it. If you find the Buddha Temple, this letter will give you the opportunity to meet the abbot, Shikong. But what will the outcome be, whether there are really Wanhua Liucai in the temple, and whether the abbot is willing to give it to you, he doesn't know."

"Thank the Valley Master for me. He is very thoughtful." Yu Yao said.

"By the way, Saint Master Zhimiao is here, and Master wants to see him." An Ziyou suddenly remembered what his Master had told him.

"Saint Master Zhimiao?" Yu Yao thought about it. Is this the saint alchemy master who refined the Huanyan Pill?

"Yes, yesterday, Saint Master Zhimiao came to the valley and said he wanted to meet the youngest Saint Alchemy Master in history." An Ziyou said, but...

"Just say what you want to say." Yu Yao asked when she saw An Ziyou hesitating.

"I feel that this Saint Master Zhimiao has come with ill intentions." An Ziyou said with a serious expression.

"How to say?"

"I don't know either. It's just that feeling. I always feel like she's up to no good. Don't disbelieve me, this Saint Master Zhimiao has a perverse personality and is very narrow-minded. You should know that before you, she was recognized as the most talented alchemist and the youngest Saint Alchemist."

"I didn't want to meet her at first, but now that you mention it, I would like to meet her." Yu Yao was not afraid at all.

After a while, Yu Yao followed An Ziyou to a pond in Xiandan Valley. The lotus in the pond was in full bloom. The fragrance wafted into the nose, calming the mind and making people relax.

At this time, in the small pavilion beside the pond, Linglong made Master Zhimiao laugh out loud.

From a distance, Yu Yao saw this famous Saint Master. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, a kind of beauty with a strong complexion. From her gestures, one could tell that she had some experience and had been baptized by the years.

When Yu Yao saw Linglong smiling at the side, her eyes paused. What a coincidence.

"Saint Master Yuyao, you are here. Saint Master Zhimiao has been waiting for you for a long time." Linglong smiled and spoke immediately when she saw Yuyao.

Hearing Linglong's words, Yuyao gave her a meaningful look, which made Linglong feel cold all over, but she didn't care and continued to speak: "Saint Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you covering yourself so tightly? This is too rude."

The more Linglong spoke, the more timid her voice became, as if she didn't dare to continue.

An Ziyou looked at Linglong: "Linglong, you go back first. The two Saint Masters have something to talk about." An Ziyou's eyes were full of warnings, and Linglong only felt more aggrieved.

"It's okay. I just want to get to know this Saint Master Yuyao. Linglong, you can stay. I like this girl very much." Saint Master Zhimiao looked at Yuyao while speaking and pushed the kettle at hand over to her.

Yu Yao sat casually, with a relaxed posture, and without any hesitation, she took the kettle and poured herself a cup.

Saint Master Zhimiao looked at the fully-armed Yu Yao and frowned. She wanted to see if Yu Yao was as arrogant and rude as Linglong said.

"Saint Master Yuyao, today you and I can be considered to be familiar with each other." Saint Master Zhimiao spoke softly.

Yu Yao paused with the cup at her lips, then nodded.

"Since we already know each other, it's a little hard to explain why I haven't seen your true face yet."

"It is not necessary to see one's true face just to get to know him. If the Saint Master Miao covers his face today, I certainly won't mind." Yu Yao replied generously and with ease.

But Saint Master Zhimiao is not someone who will give up so easily. The more you forbid her to look, the more she wants to look.

"It is said that Saint Master Yuyao is not only the most gifted alchemist, but also the youngest. She is also a beautiful lady. I just want to see her beauty. Saint Master Yuyao will not even give me this little bit of face, right?"

"Besides, Ziyou and Linglong have both seen what you look like. Am I not as good as them?" Saint Master Zhimiao seemed to be getting more and more angry as he spoke. The more he spoke, the more he felt that Yu Yao did not take her seriously, and his face became gloomy.

"Saint Master Zhimiao, this face is mine. I can show it when I want to and not show it when I don't want to. I can show it to whoever you want." Yu Yao put the empty cup in her hand on the table. The atmosphere was tense at this moment. Although the sound made by the cup was light, it seemed to shake people's hearts at this moment.

Linglong couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, feeling happy in her heart.

An Ziyou frowned and sighed. As expected...

If I had known this I wouldn't have asked her.