Bai Zhi looked at Zhao Shujing's dazed expression and nodded.

"Your three souls and seven spirits have been eroded, and it is indeed incurable."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Shujing's eyes, which had originally been bright, dimmed again.

Seeing her like that, Bai Zhi added.

"The flesh has been corroded by corpse oil and has lost some of its vitality, so it has withered and aged. Even the most skilled doctors cannot cure it. But I can."

Bai Zhi glanced around, picked up an antique porcelain bowl in the room, and found an exquisite knife.

Zhao Shujing was shocked when she saw this scene.

"Master Bai, why are you holding a knife?"

Bai Zhi pursed her lips and said nothing, but the knife in her hand slashed towards her palm.

Blood immediately dripped out, falling drop by drop into the bowl.

Zhao Shujing's pupils dilated instantly.

"Master Bai, you, you..."

Bai Zhi didn't even frown. She watched the bottom of the small bowl gradually fill up before she withdrew her hand.

"Drinked."

Zhao Shujing was so scared that she took a few steps back.

"Drink...drink blood?"

Bai Zhi held out the small bowl and said, "My blood is rich in spiritual energy. It can cure Yin and also rejuvenate."

This is the benefit of having a sacral bone.

Angelica dahurica's blood cannot cure diseases, but it can revitalize the human body's vitality in an emergency.

To be honest, in the case of Zhao Shujing who aged overnight, there is no other way except to let the cells grow again. Only Bai Zhi is here, otherwise even the most powerful sorcerer would be helpless.

Speaking of which, there is one strange thing.

Bai Zhi and Taoist Youshen both have immortal bones, but the strange thing is that the blood of Bai Zhi's immortal bones can be rejuvenated, but that of Taoist Youshen cannot.

Once upon a time, the two of them conducted an experiment and discovered this problem.

Baizhi didn't understand what was going on and didn't pursue it. After all, everyone's physique is different.

The thought only flashed through her mind, and she looked at Zhao Shujing steadily again.

Zhao Shujing was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

"How can I let you..."

A surge of warmth suddenly welled up in her eyes, and tears welled up in them.

"Master Bai, why is this?"

why?

Because of her stupid uncle Zhao Xuchen, Bai Zhi had no way to repay him.

Bai Zhi pursed her lips: "I have a destiny with the Zhao family."

Zhao Shujing was still hesitating, and only heard Bai Zhi speak lightly.

"The blood has been released. It would be a waste if we don't drink it."

After hearing this, Zhao Shujing didn't hesitate any more and drank it in one gulp.

After taking a bite, Zhao Shujing's eyes widened instantly and she looked at the porcelain bowl in disbelief.

"Why......"

She looked up in surprise: "Why is it sweet?"

How come Master Bai's blood doesn't smell fishy but sweet? Could she have diabetes?

Bai Zhi looked at Zhao Shujing's worried expression and laughed a little.

"I'm fine."

Bai Zhi pulled Zhao Shujing to the mirror and pulled away the cloth covering it.

Zhao Shujing subconsciously wanted to hide, but heard Bai Zhi say.

"have a look."

Zhao Shujing murmured: "I have seen it many times..."

I don't want to watch it anymore.

So ugly.

Bai Zhi pulled her over forcefully and pointed at the mirror.

Zhao Shujing then looked up, and was so shocked that her mouth could not close.

I saw the woman in the mirror changing little by little.

The original wrinkles on the face were gradually smoothed out, even more exaggerated than a facelift.

Zhao Shujing touched the mirror in disbelief, and only then did she realize the changes in her body.

My whole body felt hot and my vision seemed to be clearer. The old lady in her seventies or eighties in the mirror became plumper and her skin seemed to come alive.

In an instant, Zhao Shujing's appearance returned to that of her early forties.

Zhao Shujing's face was filled with shock. She couldn't calm down for a long time as she watched this almost miraculous scene.

Bai Zhi smiled.

"Don't expect to return to your twenties. This method only revitalizes the activity in your body, but it can't make you young again."

Zhao Shujing had been through that, so she didn't dare to be greedy: "Master Bai, that's enough!"

Now, she couldn't be more satisfied!

As he spoke, tears began to flow again.

Zhao Shujing turned around and wanted to kneel down to Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi quickly grabbed her.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Shujing was so grateful that she couldn't express it in words. She foolishly just wanted to kneel down.

Having received a modern education, she could only think of kneeling down to express her gratitude, which shows how shocked she was.

She raised her head and said it with confidence.

"From now on, if Master Bai asks me to go through fire and water, I will do my best to help."

This sounds like going to the guillotine.

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "Just live well."

Zhao Shujing was stunned.

It's a bit ambiguous, Master Bai.

After telling her to get some sun and breathe some fresh air, Baizhi went downstairs.

She had something else to ask Zhang Qixiang.

Zhao Shujing opened all the curtains, called her aunt, and stewed some old hen soup, her eyes sharp.

Second brother’s family, it’s enough that you have enjoyed the glory for so many days.

......

Bai Zhi gestured to Zhang Youfu to go see Zhao Shujing, and she sat in the recliner.

Zhang Qixiang saw that there was no one around, so he called out softly.

"Ancestor."

Bai Zhi picked up the teacup and nodded.

Zhang Qixiang looked at the person in front of him and felt a little emotional.

"Ancestor, I don't know why, but you look more and more like you did before."

Baizhi paused while drinking tea.

It seems so.

In the later stages of her Qi cultivation, her appearance became more and more similar to her previous appearance. Bai He's shadow became less and less, while Zhai Yue's appearance slowly emerged.

Bai Zhi calmed down and did not answer this question.

she asked.

"Has anyone come to Zhaiyueju since I died?"

When Zhang Qixiang heard this question, he immediately started thinking about it carefully.

"I went to see it back then. After the Zhaiyueju was wiped out, several Xuanmen families went in and divided up all the good things. I only regretted that I was powerless at the time..."

Zhang Qixiang sighed and continued, "The Zhao family came, and Mr. Zhao seemed to have lost his soul. He asked people to bury the people in Zhaiyueju, and then no one knew where he went."

Bai Zhi's eyes dimmed for a moment.

Zhao Xuchen went to seize the military power and avenge her.

She didn't want to tell anyone else this, so she asked again, "Anything else?"

Zhang Qixiang nodded: "After Taoist Master Youshen was seriously injured, he went to Zhaiyueju to take a look, and then he went into seclusion and disappeared, and then..."

"Oh, right." Zhang Qixiang seemed to have thought of something and recalled: "During that time, I was always guarding near Zhaiyueju. There was a man who often went there."

"man?"

"Yes, I don't know that man, but he was wearing a silver-black mask on his face..."

Bai Zhi's eyes were shocked.

Cang Yingfeng.

He has been here.

Zhang Qixiang spoke in detail.

"That man was mumbling and talking to the air. He said something back to him, and then he punched the air. I thought it was a bit strange, so I remembered it."

Bai Zhi's hands froze.

Give it back to him?

What else to give him?

Zhang Qixiang said he was facing the air, so it should be something he couldn't see.

Is it a ghost?

What does Cang Yingfeng want?

Bai Zhi was in a mess and couldn't make sense of it.

She wanted to ask Cang Yingfeng about this matter in person.

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