After sitting for a while, a noisy group of footsteps came over. It was Ni Daqiang, the drunkard with a stubble from last night.
"Sorry to have kept Miss Jialan waiting. We'll set off now."
Afterwards, following Ni Daqiang, Loran Hill boarded a small pleasure boat by the river and sailed through the town along the river. The whole way was lined with white walls and green tiles, which was very uniform and quiet.
The people in Taowuzhou live in a good life and have a peaceful atmosphere. It is indeed a place suitable for health preservation and self-cultivation.
After walking in the stream for about 20 minutes, we stopped at a bank. There were many willow trees planted here, all light green, swaying gently in the river breeze.
After getting off the boat, Loran Hill, led by Ni Daqiang, lifted her skirt and walked up the bluestone steps step by step, passing through the alleys under the eaves of various houses, and finally stopped in front of an unnamed small courtyard that was consistent with the surrounding environment.
Ni Daqiang knocked on the iron ring on the door and shouted.
"It's me, Ni Daqiang."
"Wait a minute, it's coming."
Soon, a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows opened the door. He was dressed in black and held a long knife in his hand with a red thread wrapped around the handle.
"Brother Ni, why are you here today?" He was not surprised to see Ni Daqiang, because he often came here. But the veiled and beautiful girl next to him was very unfamiliar and surprising.
"This is the benefactor of our Tuo Shi Tang. She wants to find a fellow disciple who helped her in her childhood. Because the description is very similar to that of Hall Master Yu, she came to pay a visit this time." When he is not drinking, Ni Daqiang is still not stupid.
"Oh, is that so?" Although a little skeptical, the man still opened the door.
"Please sit down for a moment, I'll go ask the hall master."
The Hall Master Yu who is recuperating from his injuries is a 'Red Lion General' in the Tuoshi Hall. He was also the former branch hall master of Fuyunzhou. He was injured in the fight between a lion and a dragon not long ago and is recuperating here.
As the two sat in the front hall waiting, an old doctor dressed in white linen came out from the back, nodded briefly to the two, and then continued to leave the house.
"The person just now is the local doctor, Mr. Qingpu." Ni Daqiang gave a brief introduction and Loran Hill nodded.
"Hey, is that Ni kid coming over?"
As he spoke, a man with a little gray on his temples and wearing a dark red coat walked out from the back hall. His voice was hoarse and he sounded a little weak.
"It's me, senior." Ni Daqiang quickly stood up and carefully helped the man to sit down.
"Tell me what you're here for today. The few moves I taught you before are enough for you to practice for many years. It's useless to be impatient."
"That's true, Senior. However, I'm not here to ask you for advice today. Someone else wants to visit you."
"Oh." He opened his half-closed eyes and looked at the somewhat unfamiliar girl beside him.
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Jialan."
When he saw this person coming out, Loran Hill knew that he was not Yu Baichou. This person's temperament was more fierce, like a wounded tiger or lion, still carrying great power.
"I was trying to find a benefactor from many years ago, but it seems I recognized the wrong person. I'm very sorry." Loran Hill continued to explain to him.
"I see, you're really thoughtful. Well, it's getting late, let's eat first and leave later."
Do the members of the Tuositang like to treat people to dinner so much? Loran Hill suddenly thought so. It seemed like it was the same before. As soon as he arrived in Qingwei Island, he was dragged to dinner. It was the same after he arrived at the branch, and then it was the same when he came here to visit.
It seems that the way they greet each other is to treat each other to a meal, and they never get tired of it.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, senior." The girl accepted the kindness with a bit of a smile on her face.
"Haha, it's okay. It's boring on weekdays anyway, and there's no one to talk to."
Soon, delicious wine and food were served, and the general who was recovering from his injuries also asked Loran Hill some questions.
"I think Miss Jialan is practicing the method of the Qianlong lineage."
"Yes."
"And you're only at level 4, yet you defeated Ni Daqiang. You're truly formidable."
Even if they come to the door, the fourth-level disciples dare not say that they can completely defeat the fifth-level masters of Tuositang, because the fifth level is a qualitative leap compared to the fourth level.
"Can I ask Miss Jialan about her master? Of course, you don't have to tell me, after all, it's a personal matter."
"The method I practiced was passed down from the Flame Ray Continent. Your Excellency should be able to guess it." Loran Hill did not lie, but he also gave the other party a satisfactory answer.
"Bath in the Flame Red Ray... No wonder, no wonder." If this Miss Jialan was born in the Flame Ray Continent, then everything would make sense. He stroked his beard.
During the banquet, he drank some more wine, but at the end, he seemed to start coughing again and his face turned red.
Seeing this scene, Loran Hill had no choice but to stand up, walk to his side, and then use what he had learned to help him resolve and heal the disease.
A pill fell into the water and dissolved, emitting a fragrance. The water then swirled in the air, with a faint halo of magic constantly blending in. Finally, the water turned into morning dew mist, fell on the hall master's cheek, and slowly merged into his body.
The violent and violent Yuanli (magic power) that was originally running around in the body soon calmed down and stopped agitating. It slowly retracted the extraordinary core in the body along its original trajectory, and the cracks in the extraordinary core were slowly healed, until finally, it gradually merged again and became one.
After doing all this, Loran Hill opened his eyes again, and then the golden-red scales on his forehead slowly disappeared, returning to its smooth state.
"That should be fine." She let go of his hand, and the hall master slowly sat down on the chair to regulate his breathing, and opened his eyes after a while.
"Thank you very much for your help, Miss Jialan. This is such a great favor. I don't know how much time you have saved." He originally estimated that even with the assistance of a famous doctor, it would take several years to recover from his injury. He didn't expect that it would be completely cured in less than half a day. It was simply unbelievable.
Especially the last move of this young lady to help mend the supernatural core scared him at first. He wanted to immediately control the magic power in his body to stop it, fearing that this young lady would do something wrong.
But under the influence of the strange magic of the water mist, his own magic seemed to be soothed to sleep and there was no reaction. Then the extraordinary core began to slowly heal, which made him feel relieved.
The identity of this Miss Jialan is probably not that simple. With her talent and strength, she might be the next generation core of the Yuyan Hongyu Sect, or even the leader.
He first expressed his gratitude, then sat at the table thinking hard, recalling the past, and only spoke after a long time.
"Perhaps, I know where Yu Baichou, the person Miss Jialan is looking for, is. Actually, that happened ten years ago. If I hadn't thought about it carefully, I might have forgotten it myself."
Then, he recounted a scene that happened many years ago.
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