"You still have a private school here?"
"More than that." Bei Mingxuan roasted the charcoal fire, "There's also the Wu Hall. I hope everyone in them is able to protect themselves."
"Does my father know about your situation here?" Chang An thought for a moment, "If my father knew, he would definitely be happy."
"I don't know." Bei Mingxuan looked directly into Chang'an's eyes. "Besides me, Fu Cheng and Fu Lin, you are the first and only one who knows."
Chang'an wanted to ask why, but he saw Bei Mingxuan's hair was dyed with white frost at an extremely fast speed, "Your hair..."
"Don't be surprised, it's normal." Bei Mingxuan's voice was trembling, "Let Fu Cheng and Fu Lin come."
After saying that, he fainted.
Chang'an was about to say something when he glanced and saw that there was white frost on the place where he and Bei Mingxuan were in contact. The white frost spread to Bei Mingxuan's whole body at the fastest speed, and even Chang'an's body was covered with a thin layer of white frost.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she shouted, "Fu Cheng, Fu Lin, come quickly!"
When the Fu brothers pushed the door open, they saw Chang'an holding Bei Mingxuan, both of them covered in white frost.
"Hurry, Fu Cheng, go prepare something."
Fu Cheng went to prepare things, and Fu Lin walked to Chang'an and Bei Mingxuan, using his inner catalysis to temporarily remove the thin frost on their bodies.
Soon, a bathtub was set up in the room and Bei Mingxuan was placed in the bathtub. When the boiling water came into contact with Bei Mingxuan's body, a very thin layer of ice floated on the boiling water instantly.
Changan looked at the changes in the water in surprise, "What should I do?"
Outside the door, "Master Fu, what you want is ready."
Fu Lin opened the door and brought the things over. "Go and tell everyone here that Master Jiu is tired and needs to rest. No one is allowed to disturb him without your permission."
The door is closed.
Fu Lin and Fu Cheng placed the matches on a small space under the raised bathtub and lit them.
"If you do this," Chang'an looked at them, "wouldn't this barrel be burned?"
"Miss Chang'an, you don't know." Fu Lin explained, "Under the influence of the master's body temperature, this wooden barrel will not burn."
"I'm afraid this won't work." Chang'an frowned, "Why hasn't Bei Mingxuan's usual wine been delivered yet?"
The Fu brothers looked at each other and said, "There's a very hard-to-find herbal ingredient in the wine. We used to have some in stock, but one of them disappeared recently and we haven't found it yet. With such an incomplete supply, even if we bring the wine, it won't work."
"What do you need in the wine?" Chang An was filled with regret at this moment. She regretted why she had broken Bei Mingxuan's wine pot. "What is so hard to find?"
"Four ounces of aged wine, three ounces of old ginger, two ounces of tears of compassion, and one ounce of blood of life and death.
Among them, the Blood of Life and Death and Tears of Compassion are crucial as the remedies for the Ice Buddha Lotus poison."
"Wine and ginger are understandable, as they are meant to warm people's hearts." Chang'an was puzzled. "Then why are there tears of compassion and blood of life and death?"
"The so-called Ice Buddha Lotus means Buddha and Lotus," Fu Lin explained. "These two things are symbols of Buddhism. The Tears of Compassion represent the tears of suffering of all living beings. The Blood of Life and Death is naturally the blood shed at birth and at death. What is lacking now is the blood of life."
"Ice Buddha Lotus." Chang'an looked at Bei Mingxuan, who was soaking in the water, with a look of heartache on his face. "Our Buddha is compassionate, sympathetic to all living beings, saving them from the cycle of life and death. But... what if this medicine is not available?"
"Right." Fu Cheng suddenly said, "There is a way, brother, do you still remember that many years ago, our master, Wu Chenzi, used his inner strength to expel the cold poison from our body? So we can use our inner strength to help our master expel it."
Fu Lin frowned and shook his head. "Even if we combine our internal energy, we still can't achieve that. Master has such strong internal energy. If the internal energy is not enough, not only will we not be able to save the master, but we will also harm the master. He might even die immediately."
"This won't do, that won't do. Where can we find Wu Chenzi now? The old man has been gone for so many years, and we don't know if he has found the secret of the Drizzle Sword. If he can't find it, he will come back to see the master." Fu Cheng complained, "I really don't know what this weird old man is thinking."
"You shouldn't be so rude to the master's master." Fu Lin accused his brother.
"Wait..." Chang'an looked at the Fu brothers in surprise, "What did you just say Wu Chenzi was looking for?"
"The Drizzle Sword's Heart Technique."
"Drizzling Rain Sword Technique?" Chang An was now certain he had heard correctly, "What does this technique have to do with your master?"
“The sword technique my master practices is Qinghe Sword.
The Qinghe Sword and the Xiyu Sword are originally a pair, and their mental methods complement each other. Therefore, using the mental method of the Xiyu Sword plus the mental method of the Qinghe Sword, the two combined into one can help the master relieve pain.
For so many years, the master has been searching for the Drizzle Sword's inner skills, but has been unable to find them. "
"Did your master's master ever mention using the Drizzle Heart Technique to suppress the poison for him? Is there anything we should be aware of?"
"You need to soak your whole body in hot water until the master wakes up."
"Soak your whole body in hot water?" Chang'an looked at the Fu brothers, "You guys go out, and remember no one is allowed to come in."
"What do you want to do, young lady?" asked Fu Cheng.
Fu Lin frowned, his eyes filled with suppressed excitement, "Could it be that the girl knows the Drizzle Heart Technique?"
Changan nodded.
A smile instantly appeared in Fu Lin's eyes. He glanced at Chang'an, then pulled Fu Cheng, who had not yet reacted, out of the room.
The door was closed tightly, and the brothers Fu Lin and Fu Cheng were guarding outside.
Chang'an glanced at the figure outside the door and whispered, "No one is allowed to come in without my order, including you two."
In the bathtub, Changan sat in front of Bei Mingxuan, regulating his inner strength.
Only then did Chang'an realize that he was unable to skillfully use his internal strength, and at the same time felt that Bei Mingxuan was rejecting him.
She was anxious, frowned slightly, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood on Bei Mingxuan's face.
Bei Mingxuan's tightly closed eyes showed some movement, as if he wanted to open them, but he couldn't.
Chang'an tried hard to calm himself down and mobilized his internal strength again, but found that the resistance from Bei Mingxuan was getting stronger and stronger.
She didn't know where the problem was, "Bei Ming Xuan Fang..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, blood immediately flowed out, making it impossible for her to utter a complete sentence, "Bei Mingxuan...you, you..."
Bei Mingxuan had already felt everything. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Changan with sweat all over his head and blood at the corner of his mouth.
His voice was filled with weakness and fatigue. "Calm down, the gentle drizzle will slowly arrive... Impatience is a big taboo. Close your eyes and silently recite the Drizzle Heart Sutra."
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