Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

"Since you have decided to join our Heavenly Medicine Sect, you must abide by the sect rules."

Suddenly, the Great Elder approached Zhao Zhizhi with lightning speed. Before she even had time to react, the Great Elder had already grabbed her by the neck.

The elder's hands were like iron pliers, clasping Zhao Zhizhi's slender neck so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

Zhao Zhizhi's eyes were full of fear. Her hands struggled feebly, trying to break away the elder's hand, but the hands seemed to be made of iron and remained motionless.

Her feet kicked wildly, but it was in vain. She felt as if she was tightly bound by an invisible force and could not move.

There was no emotion in the cold eyes of the great elder. He took out a black pill from his arms and stuffed it into Zhao Zhizhi's mouth without any explanation.

The elixir melted in her mouth, and a strong breath burst out in Zhao Zhizhi's body. Her internal organs seemed to be burned by flames, and the pain was so painful that she almost fainted.

The great elder used his internal power to activate the effect of the elixir, causing Zhao Zhizhi to suffer terribly.

Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, large beads of sweat fell from her forehead, and a low moan came from her throat. It was unbearable pain and torture.

Zhao Zhizhi's vision began to blur, and her consciousness was gradually swallowed by darkness. She used up her last bit of strength, coughed a few times, then collapsed to the ground and passed out.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly came over. He looked at Zhao Zhizhi who was lying on the ground, with a nervous look on his face: "Uncle Master, why did you feed her Wangyou Pill?"

The Great Elder did not look at Lin Feng, her eyes were still cold: "If this were not the case, what would happen if she suddenly left the Heavenly Medicine Sect like a hundred years ago?"

Lin Feng frowned: "But there is still not enough evidence to prove that she is the saint of our Heavenly Medicine Sect a hundred years ago!"

A complicated look flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, and she was silent for a moment: "I know."

Lin Feng looked at the great elder: "Uncle Master, why are you bothering? We have been waiting for so many years, can't we wait a little longer?"

The Great Elder did not answer Lin Feng's question. She turned around with her back to Lin Feng: "Go back and don't tell anyone about this."

Lin Feng looked at the great elder's back, feeling helpless and confused.

He knelt down and looked at the unconscious Zhao Zhizhi. Her face was as pale as paper and her eyes were closed tightly.

Lin Feng gently touched her face, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart.

The Forgetful Pill is an extremely overbearing pill, its effect can make people's memories disappear without a trace in an instant.

The Great Elder fed Zhao Zhizhi the Forgetful Pill, undoubtedly hoping to erase all her memories of the outside world.

Lin Feng couldn't help but worry. If Zhao Zhizhi really couldn't remember anything about the past, nor could he recall what happened a hundred years ago, wouldn't all their waiting and efforts over the years have been in vain?

He had mixed feelings in his heart and didn't know what to do.

The great elder's figure disappeared into the hall. Lin Feng looked at her back and felt a little heavy in his heart.

In a mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist, the Heavenly Medicine Gate stands quietly, like a fairyland on earth.

Lin Feng picked up Zhao Zhizhi and walked to his residence with light steps.

Zhao Zhizhi was in a coma, looking particularly weak and weak in Lin Feng's arms at this moment.

Lin Feng carried Zhao Zhizhi to her bed and gently placed her on the bed. He carefully covered her with the quilt, his eyes showing deep concern.

Zhao Zhizhi lay there quietly, his face pale and his eyes closed.

Lin Feng stared at her for a long time, sighed softly, and then quietly left the room.

Time passed quietly, the sun shone on the bed through the window, and Zhao Zhizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly. Three days later, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. Her mind went blank, and her memory seemed to have been erased by a mysterious force.

"My Lady Saint, you are awake."

Qing'er, a lively and cute little girl, walked in carrying a basin.

She pretended that nothing happened and helped Zhao Zhizhi freshen up with a calm expression.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes full of confusion. "I...who am I? Where is this?"

She muttered to herself, but never got an answer.

"You are the Holy Lady, and this is the residence of the Heavenly Medicine Sect." Qing'er answered while combing Zhao Zhizhi's hair.

"Heavenly Medicine Sect? Holy Lady?" Zhao Zhizhi repeated these words, but could not understand their meaning.

She tried to recall every bit of the past, but found that all the memories had disappeared without a trace.

"Did something happen to me before?" Zhao Zhizhi turned to look at Qing'er, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"You accidentally suffered a serious head injury before, and all your memories have disappeared." Qing'er lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly into Zhao Zhizhi's eyes.

"Severe head injury?" Zhao Zhizhi repeated these words, feeling even more confused.

"The Great Elder said that you need to stay in the library and read all the books on the first floor before you can come out." Qing'er said, pointing to the library in the distance outside the window, "Get ready, I will accompany you there."

Zhao Zhizhi was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Although she was filled with confusion and uneasiness, she still tried to keep herself calm.

She followed Qing'er out of the room and walked towards the library.

The library is filled with a faint fragrance of ink, and various classics are neatly arranged on the wooden bookshelves.

Zhao Zhizhi's pace slowed down unconsciously. She looked around with a hint of curiosity and nervousness in her eyes.

Seeing this, Qing'er smiled and patted the back of her hand, "Sir, you can choose the books you want to read."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded slightly and began to shuttle between the bookshelves.

Her fingertips lightly slid across the pages of the book, as if searching for an answer that could fill the void in her heart.

Every book was like a portal to another world. She took a deep breath and began to immerse herself in the world of books.

Time passed quietly while turning the pages, and Zhao Zhizhi's heart gradually calmed down.

She was no longer obsessed with finding her lost memories, but focused on the books in her hands. Sometimes she frowned and thought, sometimes she smiled and sighed. The isolated Heavenly Medicine Sect and these books became her current world.

Under the influence of Wangyou Dan, Zhao Zhizhi began a unique journey.

Through reading, she re-understood this strange yet familiar world.

Although she lost her memory, she learned to feel and understand everything in the world with her heart.

Under the blue sky, the Tianyimen Library stands on the top of the mountain, and the ancient stone steps shine in the sun.

Zhao Zhizhi was immersed in the books in the library without sleep or food. Her eyes were focused and passionate, as if she wanted to carve every book into her heart.