Chapter 152 Little Medical Cultivator



When the two returned to the inn where they were staying, they happened to run into Qiao Lingshan and Feng Ye who were about to go out.

Yun Xian jumped down and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go find out about the Sword Sect's recent developments so we can prepare." Qiao Lingshan said, "How about you? How about the swordsmith? Are you willing to help?"

Yun Xian gave a brief account of the matter.

The arrangement of details is very appropriate. How Zhong Changyao was handsomely beaten in the early stage took up 3,000 words, and what happened later took up 300 words.

"Seven days... If we can get it within seven days, that would be the best." Qiao Lingshan pondered. "Miss Liu has temporarily sent Mimi and Jiuwei to a villa on the outskirts of the city. But, you can't hide from the day. The fox clan leaders are connected by blood, so they will definitely be found."

It is impossible for the Liu family to become enemies with the fox clan because of Shu Jiuwei. Merchants want to be flexible, and this is something that cannot be helped.

"I already have a plan for this matter." Yun Xian soothed him, "There's no need to rush."

Qiao Lingshan hummed, then continued, "Okay. Then I'll go with Feng Ye first. By the way, there's a new candied haws stand in the north of the city. Fellow Daoist Xue said they're delicious, so I brought back a lot. I was afraid the rock sugar would melt, so I wrapped it in paper and put it on the table in your room. Remember to take it."

All of Yun Xian's emotions vanished: "Great! Candied Haws!!"

It was so easy for her to be happy. Su Chi looked at her smiling face, the emotion in his eyes faded a little, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Yun Xian praised angrily: "Fellow Daoist Xue is so thoughtful and virtuous!!"

The corners of his lips smoothed out again in an instant.

"What do you mean by virtuous?! Be careful not to let Fellow Daoist Xue hear it." Qiao Lingshan waved at her, "I'll poke your head with a needle later—"

“…”

After they walked a little further, Feng Ye said softly, "Lingshan, Senior Brother doesn't look too happy."

"I only dare to call him Senior Brother Su, why do you call him Big Brother every day? You're from the Qinfang." Qiao Lingshan corrected him countless times and asked suspiciously, "Also, how do you know how to tell Senior Brother Su's 'expression' every time..."

Feng Ye said frankly: "It can be seen, as long as you have a pair of observant eyes."

"Tell me, what have you observed?" Qiao Lingshan was puzzled. "I'm from Jiange. If you can see it, how could I not see it?"

Feng Ye said: "I feel that Senior Brother has recently encountered a love disaster..."

Qiao Lingshan laughed: "This has been a long-standing joke!!"

Feng Ye felt wronged: "But what I said is true..."

Yun Xian went to the swordsmith, and unexpectedly, when he came back, he found not only candied haws but also an unexpected surprise.

A letter and a storage ring arrived from the Tangling Kingdom in the Eastern Realm. The original spiritual ore vein had finally begun producing spiritual stones. However, it was just getting started, and production capacity was insufficient, so only 5,000 were sent in the first batch. The people of Tangling Kingdom were ecstatic, and there was another reason for this.

The child born by the pregnant woman who was rescued was found to have three spiritual roots in the first root bone test.

Tang Wuke had written her a very long, detailed letter. It seemed she was doing quite well as the ruler; at least her words exuded a certain confidence and ease. Besides the spirit stones, she had also included a gift of Yahe's handmade specialty. She hoped Yun Xian wouldn't mind.

Yun Xian sat down and read the letter over and over three times before putting it down and putting it away.

"It's a timely help." She said with emotion, "I knew there would always be a way out."

Every last drop of money was scraped away by Shi Mi. Now that she had the spirit stones given by Tang Wuke, she no longer had to borrow money from Miss Liu.

Yun Xian went to the Xuanbao Pavilion to take a look, but didn't see Xiao Wu. Nan Ronghong must have brought her clay figurine with her. However, he saw Jiang Fengtian drinking.

In the dead of winter, he was alone, leaning against the railing. Perhaps because no one came up, he was drunk and shirtless, revealing a chest with firm muscles and scars. There were also a few fresh, familiar sword marks, which looked like they were inflicted by Xiao Wu. Who knew how many private fights he had had. Seeing Yun Xian approach, Jiang Fengtian was startled and immediately covered his chest with his hands, his movements somewhat coquettishly: "Xiao Yun... uh..."

Su Chi threw a piece of clothing over with a cold face.

"It's okay, Uncle Jiang." He knew to cover his chest, which showed that he still had some male virtue. Yun Xian said, "Do you know where my mother and Aunt Nan went?"

Jiang Fengtian said, "Oh, let's hijack the passing carriage of the Xingyan Sect elders. Xiaohong is not comfortable staying in the clay figurine all day, so Xiao Wu will make her a puppet to play with first."

"..." Mourning deeply for the unknown elder, Yun Xian asked again, "Where's Master Xue? Have you seen him?"

Jiang Fengtian said, "I received a letter and went to the Qiankun Auction House. It seems that he wanted to buy some things that will be useful in the future."

Brother Xue felt the money was too hot to handle again, so Yun Xian continued to ask, "Where's Monk Qi? Did Uncle Jiang see it too?"

"I saw it." Jiang Fengtian slowly put on his clothes and took another sip of wine. He finally swallowed the embarrassment and said, "The old monk called him away. He said he had something to do."

Yun Xian: "Yeah, yeah. Thank you, Uncle Jiang. So, where is Jiang Lancui? I want to ask him something."

Even though Yun Xian refused to say who had sent him to assassinate the demon clan elder, he had a rough idea of ​​it.

Jiang Fengtian said, "Ah? Jiang Lan urged me? How would I know where he is? Maybe he's playing in the mud somewhere. I don't know."

Yun Xian: “…”

It is true that the father is loving and the son is filial.

She thanked Jiang Fengtian and finished practicing sword skills with Su Chi for an hour today. No one had returned yet.

"I've made two preparations for the matter of the spiritual ginseng." Yun Xian panted slightly as he sheathed Qi Shuang's sword and mentioned his future plans to Su Chi: "It's a good opportunity to solve this problem together with the martial arts competition."

Su Chi lowered his eyes, sweat trickling down his chin, and said, "You say."

Yun Xian: "It's like this..."

After she finished speaking, she mused to Su Chi, "The only similarity between the two is that they are both very likely to be chased and beaten. Besides, if that were to happen, I definitely wouldn't be able to travel with everyone else. What do you think, Senior Brother?"

Su Chi: "Accompany you."

"Okay." Yun Xian said decisively, "It's decided."

There is still no new clue about Chi You, but Yun Xian has always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

At the end of the inauguration ceremony of the leader of the Body-Building Sect, Chi You's clone left behind these words when he was annihilated into ashes.

"Some things, even if foreseen, cannot be prevented"... Was it simply a harsh remark to embarrass himself, or was there a deeper meaning? What would it do next? Would it swallow up Zhong Changyao, or... Where had Jimo Shu gone? Could she ever return?

The magic stone is not destroyed, and the soul is not extinguished. Jimo Shu is not dead, but if she does not show up on her own initiative, Yun Xian will not be able to find her whereabouts.

But Yun Xian had a feeling she was trying to get closer to him. Maybe not today, then tomorrow. Just wait, just wait.

That's all. Take it one step at a time.

At dusk, Xue Lingxiu returned from the auction house, frowning slightly and looking not very happy.

"The Body Tempering Sect was in chaos again, but it was suppressed by Ji Rongxue." He hurriedly said to Yun Xian, "It's relatively stable now."

"Again?!" There were indeed many twists and turns at the beginning. Yun Xian sighed, "The eldest lady should still be able to keep it under control... Did she send us a message?"

"No." Xue Lingxiu said, "I know her personality. Even at the last moment, she would wait until her death. Do you still expect her to ask for help? I told Tiedan to report anything to me as much as possible."

Yun Xian exclaimed in admiration, "No wonder you've been receiving letters every day lately. Brother Dan is truly responsible."

"He's a bit too responsible." Xue Lingxiu said ruthlessly: "I asked him to report important matters, not to write in the diary. Now I even know that Ji Rongxue eats three chickens a day."

Yun Xian: “…………”

Missy has a good appetite! Great! Eat more to have more energy!

When Ji Rongxue left, Yun Xian had plucked a large, dense ball of hair. Yun Xian later discovered that she probably felt she couldn't be partial, so she likely plucked smaller hairs for the others. But by the time Xue Lingxiu got his turn, it was clear the remaining hairs were almost gone. So when Xue Lingxiu woke up, there were only three strands of brown hair on his hand. He'd thought it was someone else's hair and was horrified, believing he'd lost his innocence.

The Xuanbao Pavilion manager poked his head out again and said, "Master Xue! You have a letter!"

Xue Lingxiu took the letter and hurried out again.

Yun Xian looked at the empty surroundings and thought of what his aunt said last night, and couldn't help but sigh.

well.

My teammates are all so well protected, pure and kind, without any scheming, innocent and lovely, without any scheming. The world is dangerous and full of traps. What should I do if my friends are not around when I need help in the future?

Oh! I'm so worried!

“…”

The letter Xue Lingxiu received this time was not from the Body Strengthening Sect.

It was a letter with a black background. No one knew what was written on it. The handwriting was obscure and difficult to understand. It was just one sentence over and over again.

Li Pei will be killed within a year and his body will be dismembered.

This was the thirteenth letter of this kind he had received. Xue Lingxiu asked for the sender's address and was walking towards it.

His steps were steady and unhurried, and the precious satin shoes were not stained with a trace of dust, and they made a rustling sound as they stepped on the gravel and soil.

His third sister had said that if he needed help, he should only trust letters from home. If letters told him to return home, he would return. If he couldn't even send letters, then returning home would be pointless. He should leave quickly, the farther away the better.

Although he knew that the person who sent the letter had bad intentions, Xue Lingxiu was not without temper. He thought that his family was cursed like this. He did not think he was broad-minded. If he did not care about it, he would not be Xue Lingxiu.

The deeper we went, the darker it became. It was clearly dusk, but the alley was as dark as night, with an eerie atmosphere.

Finally, we reached a slightly wider intersection, and going further would lead to a dead end.

Xue Lingxiu stopped at a dead end, thinking, "This is almost here."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight masked men in black jumped down from all directions. Behind him was a man with a strange figure. With a sudden pull, the needle box on his waist flew backwards and fell into the man's hands.

"Alright, take away his weapons!" The leader said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go together and kill him!"

Xue Lingxiu asked, "Lingxu Sect?"

It was a question, but the tone was firm.

Lingxu Sect was the notorious evil sect in the Southern Realm that Jiang Lancui had mentioned. They often played with the bones and spirits of the dead. Lingxu Sect wanted the dead, while Miaoshou Sect wanted the living. Naturally, the two sects had a very bad relationship.

But no matter what, they wouldn't travel all the way to the Northern Territory to assassinate the idle Fourth Young Master who has no power.

The newcomer snorted coldly and didn't reply. He launched a fierce and urgent attack. Xue Lingxiu stood still, empty-handed, and sighed, "Don't be so stupid. Of course, if you're adorably stupid, I can tolerate it. But being this stupid is really suffocating. You want to kill a lone medical cultivator, and you only have this few people?"

First, as everyone knows, the first lesson in the Miaoshou Sect is not to teach how to save others, but to teach how to save yourself, in other words, how to take a beating.

Secondly, as everyone knows, it is a common knowledge in the four realms that if the opponent has a medical practitioner, attack the medical practitioner first, and if there is no medical practitioner, discuss it later.

Third, Xue Lingxiu is very rich, extremely rich, extremely rich.

The men in black used all their moves, hitting the man in the face with a flash of color and a loud noise. When the dust settled, it was all in vain.

Xue Lingxiu's armored body wasn't just a matter of "a few." He was completely armored from head to toe, even the jade crown on his head was a defensive artifact. In other words, if he stood there motionless, it would take an hour for these people to break through his defenses.

The men in black: "..."

Rich people go to hell!!! Hatred of the rich!!!

"So what?!" the leader said gruffly, "You can't leave now, given the situation. I'll grind you down slowly, and I'm sure I won't kill you."

"Yes. That's quite right." Xue Lingxiu smiled and said, "After all, I'm just a weak medical practitioner who can't even lift a finger."

The smile was gentle, but everyone felt as if a cold wind had suddenly blown across their faces.

"I'll say it again. Before, it was only because someone was protecting me that I didn't need to take action, not because I couldn't." Xue Lingxiu sneered: "Disarm me?"

The folding fan in his arms suddenly opened, and the paper cover changed into an iron fan with black bones, flashing with cold light. Sharp curved hooks protruded from each bone.

"When did I ever say my weapon was a needle?" he said gloomily. "I'm just in a bad mood. You guys are really, really good to come!"

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