"Amitabha...Master instructed Shi An to bring the Seven Emotions Donor and the Demon Sword back to the Faguo Temple." Master Shi An said calmly.

"Master Dingyuan has come out of seclusion?" Huangfu Tian asked. Master Dingyuan had been in seclusion for 20 years, and it was unexpected that he had come out.

Shi An nodded and replied, "Yes, Master said that the evil nature of the Demon Sword has not been eliminated and it may harm the human world. Master will use his life's cultivation to eliminate the evil nature of the Demon Sword.

The Seven Emotions Donor has been harmed by the devil, and the sins of killing are too great. If he continues to commit such sins, he will surely be retaliated and suffer the pain of the six realms of reincarnation."

"Master, Qiqing..." Ning Anan, who was holding Qiqing, said with heartache.

"Donor Ning, don't worry too much. From today on, Shi An will chant sutras and recite Buddhist scriptures for Donor Qiqing to eliminate the sin of killing. As long as Donor Qiqing no longer has the thought of killing, he will pay off his blood debt and his soul will be liberated one day," said Shi An.

In the game between several parties, no one, whether it is Sheng Yuan, Tian Qing, Yun Lang, or even Posha City, has the absolute strength to fight against Demon Sword and Qi Qing alone, let alone other clans and factions.

Therefore, the Faguo Temple, which was detached from the Three Kingdoms and the Jianghu, was the most suitable choice. Not to mention the world-respected Master Dingyuan, even Master Shi'an was highly respected among the people. Qiqing and the Demon Sword were eventually taken away by Master Shi'an of Faguo Temple.

Ning Anan, who wanted to go with them, was stopped by her master's master and his mistress. At this sensitive time, it would definitely not be safe for Qiqing to follow her back to the Faguo Temple.

The master took out a lot of good things and treated the people present, regardless of their country or right or wrong. This finally put an end to the matter of Ning An'an protecting the witch and having a lot of business with her.

Everyone said that they were doing it for the sake of the Medical Immortal and the Poison Immortal. If it were just the Medical Immortal and the Poison Lady, they wouldn't care about these personal opinions at all. Their reputations in the martial arts world weren't exactly good. One of them stood by and watched someone die without helping, the other a Red-Snake Poison Lady.

The two had long since retired to the mountains, unconcerned with the affairs of the Jianghu. However, the doctor knew that Ning An'an was destined to be caught up in this murky water for the sake of the Seven Emotions. The more the Three Kingdoms and the Jianghu owed Qingyun Mountain, the safer Ning An'an would be.

How could Ning Anan not understand the love and care, so she didn't want to make things difficult for her master's and mistress's masters, so she stayed.

And there is also Yu Wuchen who is seriously injured and difficult to treat. He knows that Yu Wuchen is very important to Qiqing, so he has to take care of him as well.

Bai Ziyu did not act willfully this time. Firstly, he knew that it was difficult for him to protect Qiqing by himself, and his father would never offend Sheng Yuan and Tianqing for Qiqing and become the target of public criticism, not to mention that Prince Ruyang was eyeing him covetously.

Considering what Shi An said, he couldn't let Qiqing continue like this. He saw with his own eyes how Qiqing had gone astray and was controlled by the magic sword.

He could not allow Qiqing to become such a senseless killing machine, nor could he allow Qiqing to suffer the backlash of his demonic nature and the pain of reincarnation. He knew that if there was one person in this world who could help Qiqing, it would be Master Dingyuan of the French Temple.

Bai Ziyu saw the two immortals of medicine and poison, then looked at Ning Anan beside him, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then pushed Bai Ziche forward and said with a bow: "Senior, my royal brother's legs are unable to walk due to poisoning. I hope you can help with the treatment. If you are willing to help, my Yunlang country is willing to pay any price."

The doctor thought about it. The two Yunlang princes' attitude towards Qiqing was obviously the same as that of the brat. He didn't expect it. Poor brat finally had a sweetheart, but his rivals were so many and powerful.

The doctor's eyes rolled, he chuckled twice, and said, "No matter what the price is, I want you to stop competing with my brat for that girl, okay?"

"Master..."

"What did you say?" The fierce aura from Bai Ziyu slowly receded after the doctor's expression said, "If you don't agree to me, I won't treat you. What can you do to me?"

He slowed down, suppressed his anger and said, "This is impossible. Please change the conditions, senior." This was probably the best temper Bai Ziyu had when facing others in his life, except for the seven emotions.

Bai Ziche looked at Bai Ziyu, who was gritting his teeth at the infuriating sight of the Medical Immortal, and shook his head helplessly and distressedly. Thinking of the Medical Immortal and the Poison Immortal, he said, "Junior Bai Ziche greets the Medical Immortal and the Poison Immortal, two seniors."

The poisonous old woman's face was stern, and she didn't respond. The doctor chuckled softly, "You are a good kid, very polite, but I, an old man, don't want to treat you..."

"Why is this?" Bai Shi asked hurriedly.

The doctor glanced at Ning Anan who was also looking at him, and then looked Bai Ziche up and down. He was a graceful and elegant man, gentle as the wind.

Thinking about his silly boy, he sighed and said, "If I cure you, won't my stinky boy have even less chance of winning?"

Bai Shi's mouth twitched and he was speechless for a moment.

Ning Anan was stunned for a moment and looked at Bai Ziche. He was a gentleman with both virtue and talent, and a noble status. He was indeed much better than herself.

Bai Ziche chuckled softly, feeling the breeze on his face, and said to Ning Anan, "Mr. Ning, long time no see."

Ning Anan also greeted: "His Royal Highness Bai Er, His Royal Highness Bai Si"

Bai Ziyu had not expected that the medicine idiot he met on Mount Qishan was actually the descendant of the two medical and poison masters of Qingyun Mountain.

Thinking of how Ning An'an had protected Qi Qing just now, and what the Medical Immortal had said, Bai Ziyu felt a little depressed. He looked at Ning An'an, nodded irritably, and did not respond.

Ning Anan stepped forward and said to Bai Ziche, "Second Prince Bai, can you let me see your legs?"

Bai Ziche was stunned for a moment, then said gratefully, "Okay, thank you, Master Ning."

"Oh, you little bastard, why are you so stupid? Even if you cure him, what chance do you have of winning? Look at him, he has good looks, he has knowledge, and he's even an emperor.

"Why are you so stupid? Oh... I got it. Master will teach you. You can pretend to heal his leg, then poison him to destroy his appearance and make him mute. Then see how he can compete with you for the girl." The doctor said excitedly.

Seeing that the Medical Immortal was getting more and more outrageous, Bai Ziyu shouted angrily, "What are you talking about, old man? How can you be called a Medical Immortal? I think you have such a black heart that you'd be better off being called a Medical Ghost!"

"Hehe...Ghost Doctor? That's right, the old man will be called Ghost Doctor from now on! But Ghost Doctor is better than this lame man. Oh, by the way, maybe he will be ugly or blind in the future!" The doctor said with a smile.

"You! Are you looking for death..." Bai Ziyu was so angry that he pulled out the purple vine whip and prepared to swing it towards the doctor.

"Zi Yu, don't be rude to the senior," Bai Ziche hurriedly stopped him. Bai Ziche looked at the old naughty boy in front of him who was acting like a child, sighed, and said, "Senior, please be gentle..."

"Master..." Ning Anan looked at her master helplessly and sighed. She then apologized to Bai Ziche, "Second Prince Bai, I'm so sorry. Master just loves to joke around. I will definitely help you heal your leg."

Bai Ziche's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, "Then I'll trouble you, Master Ning."

When Bai Ziyu heard Ning Anan's words, he didn't care about what the crazy old man said. He just snorted and put away the purple vine whip.