"Renew the spiritual root, who's to blame for the broken spiritual root?"
Du Jiugong was shocked for a moment. His sharp eyes swept over the people in the room one by one, and finally settled on Mei Yizhu. He stretched out three fingers and placed them on his pulse. There was a trace of regret in his eyes, and he said with concern.
"Yi'er, what on earth is going on? Why is your spiritual root broken?"
"Master, this is a long story. I'll explain it to you in detail later. You'd better tell us first, is there any way to reconnect the spiritual roots?" Mei Yizhu smiled lightly, like a gentle breeze, with a clear voice. It wafts out slowly and unhurriedly, revealing the subtle and elegant bamboo fragrance.
"It's not that there are no ways to renew spiritual roots, but the chances are slim. Have you heard of Marti City?" Du Jiugong said while moving his beard.
Feng Qingzhuang and Qian Manguan shook their heads, while Wu Jingyu and Mei Yizhu both had a look of astonishment in their eyes.
Finally, Wu Jingyu said: "I have heard of the legend of Marti City. It is an island city that sinks to the bottom of the sea. I heard that it rises to the surface of the sea every fifty years, but the time is very short, only three I just don’t know if this legend is true?”
"Young Master Wu is right, there is a kind of spiritual dew fruit growing on Marti Island, and with the fragrant and cool black jade intermittent ointment, you can continue to connect the spiritual roots," Du Jiugong said
"It only surfaces once in fifty years, so there is indeed little hope. When was the last time Marty Island surfaced?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly, and her cold voice floated out.
"I heard the elders of the clan mentioned that forty-eight years ago, someone once saw an island appearing on the vast ocean in all directions for no reason. I wonder if that is Matti Island?" Wu Jingyu's eyes flickered. Curious, I looked at Du Jiugong, hoping that he could give an answer.
"Yes, Madi Island surfaced 48 years ago. At that time, I was just a boy of 17 or 18 years old. I went out to sea with some fishermen from the Feng tribe who made a living by fishing, and I saw the sunken island with my own eyes. The island of Mati under the sea is a very beautiful island. There are many beautiful and magnificent buildings on the island. Unfortunately, the time we saw it was very short. A huge wave rolled over, and Mati Island sank to the bottom of the sea again. From before our eyes, Mati Island sank into the sea. Disappeared." Du Jiugong's eyes were a little misty as he recalled the beautiful scenery he saw at that time.
"Old man, are you sure you saw the real Marti Island and not a mirage?" Feng Qingzhuang had a trace of doubt in her eyes.
Upon hearing this new term, the rest of the people in the room all looked at Feng Qingzhuang, but in the end it was the elder Du Jiugong who asked.
"Girl, what is a mirage?"
"Seaside weather towers and vast wild air palaces are a natural phenomenon formed due to the refraction of light. Such phenomena often appear on the sea, confusing people's eyes. However, the scenery that appears is usually ethereal and unreal. "The existence of "Feng Qingzhuang simply explained
"You can rest assured that Madi Island is not the mirage you call it, but it is real. This island is recorded in the ancient books of the Feng people," Du Jiugong said
"Since it's true, it's easy to handle. You just said that Madi Island surfaced once before forty-eight years ago. That means that two years later, Madi Island will surface again." Feng Qingzhuang pursed her lips and said
Du Jiugong nodded, "According to calculation, this should be the case."
"That's good. Fortunately, we only need to wait for two more years, not twenty years. Otherwise, everyone will be old, and it doesn't matter whether they continue to receive spiritual roots or not." Feng Qingzhuang curled her lips and smiled lightly, and continued: "For the sake of two We have made some preparations in advance to be able to go to Madi Island to collect spiritual dew fruits in the next year. Starting tomorrow, we will prepare to build a big ship to be fully prepared for the voyage two years later."
Several people discussed again, and under Feng Qingzhuang's sharp eyes, through everyone's unanimous vote, the job of building the big ship finally fell on Du Jiugong.
"You two heartless disciples, thanks to your master teaching you everything he has learned in his life without reservation, you two actually betrayed your master like this. It is really unfortunate for the master," Mei Yi glared angrily.
Bamboo and money were smashed, Du Jiugong complained dissatisfiedly
Then, the old man's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Feng Qingzhuang again, "Girl, don't think that you sent me to the beach to build a ship. Tomorrow you still have to teach me to stew Buddha and jump over the wall."
"No, time is running out. I will write down the materials and methods for making 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' one by one on paper tonight. When you hit the road tomorrow, take it with you and study it slowly." Feng Qingzhuang's eyes rolled, and her eyes slid over
With a hint of cunning, he said with a smile like a flower.
After saying that, without giving Du Jiugong a chance to object, Feng Qingzhuang yawned inelegantly, waved, and said, "It's been a tiring day today. I'm going to rest. Everyone has dispersed."
Then, Feng Qingzhuang winked at Wu Jingyu. Wu Jingyu immediately understood. With a tacit understanding, he pulled Du Jiugong and walked out of the room, "Zhuang'er is tired, let her rest first. Do you want to
Eat delicious food, I will personally make a set of four treasures for you to eat."
"The heat is not enough. Even the innermost quail is not steamed. I don't want to eat it." Du Jiugong said without giving any face.
As soon as he said this, there were several bursts of laughter behind him. Wu Jingyu's face turned dark and extremely ugly. He had no words to refute Du Jiugong's truth.
The next day, when the warm sun was rising, Du Jiugong left Qijing City with Feng Qingzhuang's recipe and went to Liancheng, a city on the seaside of Dongqi Kingdom. It was the most developed shipbuilding industry in Dongqi Kingdom.
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However, Mei Yizhu and Qian Manguan did not follow, but stayed in Qijing City.
“Finally quiet”
Feng Qingzhuang, who got up early, sat under the Haitang tree, enjoying the warm sunshine in spring, smelling the fragrance of the leaves, and sighed.
At this time, Di He, led by the palace servants, anxiously walked into the Haitang Palace. When he saw Feng Qingzhuang bathing in the sun, she was astonishingly beautiful. After being stunned for a moment, he walked over and saluted.
"I see Princess Tianfeng"
"Why did you get up so early and come to see me?" Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows slightly, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"Yunxi has been missing since yesterday. After she left the house to watch the Master of Cooking competition at Sihai Yipin, she never returned to the general's house." Di He reported with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
"She did appear in the Sihai Yipin lobby yesterday. I remember that after Feng Yu left, Di Yunxi seemed to have disappeared. Do you think she followed Feng Yu and left Qijing City?" Feng Qingzhuang guessed.