Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

Lan Qiren and Wen Ruohan were both surprised when they heard Zimu's words. They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and thought.

They secretly wondered in their hearts, is this what they wanted?

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little solemn, as if even the air had solidified.

Wen Ruohan frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "But Shui Xingyuan may not be easy to control."

As an extremely dangerous evil creature, the Water Abyss is powerful and unpredictable. Once it gets out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.

Wen Ruohan was well aware of the risks involved and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Lan Qiren glanced at Wen Ruohan, his eyes also full of doubt.

Lan Qiren has always been known for his steadiness and prudence, so he would naturally not easily express his opinion on such a risky proposal.

Seeing the two of them hesitating, Zi Mu said seriously, "My Ah Xian said that we can use the resentment of Shui Xingyuan to mass-produce Feng Xie Pan."

The Wind Evil Plate plays an important role in the world of immortal cultivation. It can guide the direction of evil spirits and provide convenience for immortal cultivators.

And everyone knows that the reason why the Fengxie Plate has such an effect is that what is added to it during its production is resentment instead of spiritual energy.

Too little resentment will easily dissipate, but too much resentment will cause trouble, so Wei Wuxian's Fengxie Plate has always been in short supply, and there are only a dozen of them in the world of cultivation.

However, using Shui Xingyuan's resentment to mass-produce Fengxie Disks is undoubtedly a bold idea.

Shui Xingyuan's resentment is extremely powerful. If it can be successfully utilized, it can indeed greatly improve the production and efficacy of Fengxie Disk.

Lan Xichen asked with some concern: "Zi Mu, does Master Wei have a way to control Shui Xing Yuan?"

"I believe in Ah Xian. He is always smart and maybe he will find a solution soon."

Lan Qiren and Wen Ruohan fell into deep thought. They needed to carefully consider the feasibility of this plan and how to deal with possible risks.

After all, this concerns the safety of the entire world of immortal cultivation, and the lessons of Xue Chonghai hundreds of years ago are still vivid in people's minds.

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"Xichen, how do you feel about Zimu... Never mind, you are the head of the Gusu Lan clan after all, so just show some courtesy as a host."

Although the Lan family believes in destined relationships, Lan Qiren is afraid that his two nephews will follow their father's old path, so when Lan Xichen comes of age, he wants to arrange an arranged marriage for him immediately.

But a few years ago, his eldest nephew paid more attention to the legitimate daughter of Yunmeng Jiang family. He was secretly happy at that time. After all, Fairy Zimu's reputation was no worse than that of his eldest nephew.

"Xichen understands what my uncle said."

“What do you understand? Look at Wangji and Wuxian, then look at yourself. Tell me what you understand?”

For the first time, Lan Qiren felt that his nephew was really useless. At least, when it came to the person he loved, Lan Xichen, he was not as good as his second nephew, Lan Wangji.

Before he knew that Lan Xichen had arranged for Zimu to live in a courtyard not far from the Hanshi, he was happy for many days, and then nothing happened. How could Lan Qiren not be anxious?

Lan Xichen said helplessly: "Uncle... Wangji hasn't confessed his feelings to Master Wei, aren't you a little too anxious?"

"Wangji has been a man of few words since he was young. What about you? Don't you have a mouth?"

Lan Xichen looked at his uncle, whose temper had become increasingly irritable in the past two years, and could only choose to hide away: "...Uncle, I still have clan affairs to deal with, so I'll take my leave now."

Lan Qiren looked at Lan Xichen's departing back and muttered, "Neither of these two nephews is good for anything."

“Zi Mu, are you still going to the library today?” Lan Xichen, who had told Lan Qiren that he had to take care of sect affairs, appeared in Zi Mu’s yard, poured tea for him personally and asked carefully.

Zimu took the tea, Jiang Yanli pursed her lips and smiled, "Axian and Acheng are both in seclusion. I've troubled you for a long time. How about I cook for you today and let you taste my cooking skills?"

Lan Xichen had long heard from Nie Huaisang about how good Zimu's cooking skills were, but it was a pity that he had never tasted it.

Zi Mu brought it up today, which made Lan Xichen happy for a long time.

"Master Jiang and Master Wei are your brothers. Naturally, I treat them as brothers like Wangji. It's really not a problem."

"Zi Mu, you can order the disciples stationed on duty to go to the kitchen to get the ingredients needed for today."

"it is good"

Zimuzhen asked the disciples on duty to go to the kitchen to get some food and medicinal herbs.

Lan Xichen looked at the herbs in confusion and asked, “Zi Mu, are you going to make a medicinal meal? Aren’t you guys not used to the medicinal meals at the Cloud Recesses?”

Zi Mu explained as he prepared: "Medicinal food doesn't have to be bitter to be effective. Today I'll let you try some medicinal food that isn't bitter."

With Lan Xichen's uncomplaining help, Zimu finished the work much faster than before.

After all, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng always competed for Zimu’s favor before. They both seemed to be very active in everything they did, but in fact they were only making things worse.

More than an hour later, Lan Xichen smelled the fragrance and put the medicinal food made by Zimu into his mouth.

Zi Mu's eyes widened a little when he saw him, and he thought he was cute: "How is it? Is it not bitter? Is the drug effective at its maximum?"

“Hmmmm.” Lan Xichen nodded and took another bite of the food. He suddenly felt as if he had taken all these bitter medicines for so many years in vain.

"If you like, I can write down the recipe for you, and you can ask the chef in the kitchen to improve it."

"it is good"

After lunch, Zimu and Lan Xichen went to the library together.

To be honest, the Gusu Lan family's library does have quite a few precious books, plus there was the Qishan Wen family's Shui Xingyuan.

The compensation that Gusu Lan Clan demanded was to copy a portion of Wen Clan's collection of books, so the current specifications of Gusu Lan Clan's library can be said to be the largest and most comprehensive among the hundreds of immortal families.

"Hello, brother. Miss Zimu." A cold and clear voice came, and Lan Wangji nodded slightly to Zimu.

"Second Master Lan is here?"

"Come and help Wei Ying find some books about sound control." Lan Wangji knew how much Wei Wuxian cared about his senior sister Zimu. He had told him more than once that in his heart Zimu was like his own sister.

Therefore, Lan Wangji also has special respect for Zimu.

Only after Lan Wangji returned the gift did Zimu take a closer look.

Her heart softened immediately. She had never noticed before that although Young Master Lan always had a stern face during this period, the slight baby fat on his face made him look particularly cute.

There was one more person in the library, but it soon fell silent again.

Zimu unconsciously turned the brush in his hand, feeling bored.

“Zi Mu…” Lan Xichen’s gentle voice brought her back to reality: “Your face…”

“Hmm?” Zi Mu looked at Lan Xichen with a little doubt. When he saw the ink spots on his white clothes, he knew that his old problem had come back again.

"On the face, on the left side."

“Oh——” Following Lan Xichen’s instructions, Zimu took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

"There's more here..."

"where?"

Zimu failed to wipe the ink clean after several attempts, so Lan Xichen took out his handkerchief and wiped Zimu's face a few times to clean the ink spot.