Feng Jiu slightly raised her head and poured some wine into her mouth. After taking a sip of the spirit wine, she chuckled, "No." She helped people heal, except for the power of Qinglian. , There are also various medicinal pills in her space, so naturally there is no need to boil those medicines to drink.
"Sister, why do you even know medical skills? And I haven't heard of anyone who can repair the inner alchemy." Song Mi'er looked at her admiringly, and asked with a smile: "Sister, what else can you do? of?"
Feng Jiu smiled and drank the wine with a leisurely look, and said: "This is really hard to say, because I am a little proficient in many things." Even the refining device herself can do it, but she doesn't bother to refine it.
The two chatted outside for a while, and Song Mi'er went to prepare to cook, leaving Feng Jiu to rest there.
The days in the mountains are very quiet and boring, and there are no other pastimes. Therefore, in three days, what Feng Jiu has done the most is lying on the soft couch and kneading the swallowing clouds that came out of the space.
The man didn’t want the sound of ironmaking to noisy the rest here, so it was a hundred meters away from here, and there were some trees in between. Therefore, in addition to some obstructions to the sight, the sound came here too. There are many, but, like Feng Jiu's cultivation level, the sound of hammering the iron and making it hits, but it still clears her ears.
Especially the man was hammering for refining day and night, and the sound of hammering in the past three days has hardly stopped.
Song Mi'er came out of the room with an empty bowl in her hand and came to Feng Jiu with a smile, and said, "Sister, Yueniang has eaten all the porridge, and said she feels much better, can she get out of bed? Walk around?"
"Let her continue to lie down, take care of her body, and let her come down when she can get out of bed and walk around." Feng Jiu didn't even open her eyes, and the hand placed between her abdomen gently followed the distance to hammer and refine. The voice beats rhythmically.
"Okay, I'll go tell her." Song Mi'er said, ran inside again, and came out after a while.
After another two days, Feng Jiu said to Yueniang on the bed, "Let’s go down and walk around today! Freshen up."
Hearing this, Yueniang, who had been lying in bed for five days, was happy in her heart, with a soft smile on her face, and said, "Miss, I feel that the spiritual energy in my body has gradually condensed in these two days, am I? almost done?"
It is impossible to say that she is not shocked. In just five days, she has gradually changed from a weak 70-80s old woman back to her forty-something appearance. Although the pale hair on her head has not changed to the previous black, there are Half of it is black. Not only that, but the body has returned to the state it was in her forties. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would really not believe that she would have such a day.
Feng Jiu walked out slowly, and said: "It is estimated that it will take about a month to fully recover. However, your inner alchemy has been gradually healed, and your internal injuries have healed by seven or eight points. It is only at the peak of recovery. Sooner or later, it's just a question, well, go freshen up!"
Watching her leave, Yueniang couldn't wait to get out of bed and came to the bath water prepared by Mi'er for her. She couldn't help tears in her eyes as she watched the reflection in the water.
"Unexpectedly, I could recover, never expected that I could change back to what I was when I was young..." She stroked her face, tears of joy falling down her cheeks.