The third candy
Three days later, night.
The term "Mojiao" is used in the Central Plains, and its original name is Jiashijiao.
The Jiashi Cult is located in the southern border, hidden behind a mountain forest across a canyon. The forest is not big, but it is full of swamps and miasma. There is also a strange formation arranged by the Jiashi Cult itself inside. Ordinary people who want to explore the location of the Demon Cult will only be trapped to death in the forest by the formation.
The moon was at its zenith, and the forest was so quiet that not even the sounds of birds or animals could be heard. Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses was heard outside the forest.
Wu Simiao was thrown into this forest by the leader to practice martial arts since she was a child. She can walk out with her eyes closed. The mysterious forest looks like an ordinary path in her eyes.
Walking out of the woods, I saw an iron cable bridge in front of me. Under the bridge was a bottomless abyss. Under the moonlight, only the iron chains were shining coldly.
The Kamaic sect withdrew from the Central Plains, but did not lower its guard. After crossing the bridge, there were people guarding the gate day and night.
Wu Simiao stopped the carriage, revealed her face, and took out her saint ring to verify her identity.
"Saint, you're back!" The guard's face was full of surprise.
"Yeah." Wu Simiao nodded. He didn't have time to reminisce with them, so he asked, "Is the leader in the sect? Or is he staying in Chaoyang Palace?"
"Yes." The guard replied, thinking that the saint was going to pay her respects to the leader that night.
"I understand." After he finished speaking, Wu Simiao started driving the carriage again.
"I have a feeling that the Saint is a little different this time." The guard muttered to himself.
The Cold Pond lies deep within the Jiashi Sect. The sect's cultivation techniques are complex, requiring the use of the Cold Pond to fortify the body. Therefore, the Cold Pond's guards are no less than those surrounding the Sect Leader.
When the main gate of the Jiashimi Sect sees Wu Simiao's saint ring, they will let her go directly, but here in Hantan, even the leader himself has to follow the rules.
Wu Simiao knew the rules of Hantan and had come up with a plan on the way back. She first settled Li Fengyi in her room and wrote something at the table with a pen and paper. Then she changed into her nightgown and headed straight for Chaoyang Palace.
There are three ways to enter the cold pond: either the leader personally leads people there, or you have the leader's handwritten order or badge.
The leader always carries his badge with him and even sleeps with it next to his pillow. It's almost impossible to steal it from him. However, forging a warrant from the leader isn't difficult.
Wu Simiao grew up with the leader and has mastered his handwriting to perfection. Each of the leader's handwritten orders bears the leader's personal seal. Few within the sect know the location of this seal, and Wu Simiao is one of them.
Taking advantage of the night, Wu Simiao sneaked into the side hall of Chaoyang Hall, which served as the leader's private vault. A low table sat in the center, cushioned beside it. Writing brushes, ink, and account books lay on it. Looking forward from the table, he saw nearly twenty mahogany shelves on either side, each filled with items—everything from treasures, weapons, and rare medicinal herbs to trivial old clothes and belongings—all neatly arranged and clearly visible.
Wu Simiao helped organize many of the things here, making it particularly easy to find things.
She first walked to the low table and lifted the light green velvet cloth underneath. There was a secret compartment under the velvet. When she opened it, she found a sandalwood box with a zodiac lock on it. The leader's private seal was inside.
Wu Simiao unlocked the zodiac lock and took out his private seal to stamp it. After stamping it, he put the box back in its original state and went to the shelf where the herbs were placed to find the herbs and silver needles needed for the detoxification.
The moon was at its zenith, and the carriage left Wu Simiao's residence and headed towards the cold pond.
There are three people guarding the cold pond in public, and there are many people patrolling around in secret.
There was no one in the church who didn't know the Saint, and the people guarding the cold pond also knew that Wu Simiao had left the church to travel before. They were not surprised that Wu Simiao came back, but they were surprised that Wu Simiao would come to the cold pond at this time.
"Saintess." The leading Tan guard stepped forward. "Are you injured?"
This person is called Sui Yue, and he is about the same age as Wu Simiao. In addition to learning martial arts from the leader, Wu Simiao also studies with the teacher. The two are classmates and have a closer relationship.
The person behind Sui Yue seemed to have noticed something and looked sharply at the carriage behind Wu Simiao.
People who practice martial arts have sharp senses, and it was late at night and quiet. Even though Li Fengyi was extremely weak in the car, her faint breathing could still be detected.
Wu Simiao noticed the look in the other person's eyes. Her expression remained unchanged. She shook her head calmly and replied to Sui Yue, "Someone is injured. I brought her here to heal."
As he spoke, Wu Simiao took out the warrant from his bosom and said, "This is the leader's warrant."
Sui Yue took the warrant and said, "This is indeed the leader's handwriting and private seal." After reading it, she handed the warrant to the other two people.
After receiving affirmative responses from the other two, Sui Yue put away the warrant and asked no more questions. She turned sideways and said to Wu Simiao, "Saintess, please."
The cold pond was inside a cave and the carriage could not enter, so Wu Simiao carried Li Fengyi off the carriage.
Li Fengyi's sword was also taken down by Wu Simiao. Unlike when he was at Xiuxi Villa, Li Fengyi's sword was now tightly wrapped by Wu Simiao with a cloth strip.
Although the Jiashi Sect now has nothing to do with the Central Plains martial arts world, the conflicts between them have never been resolved.
The leader has long wanted to stop attacking the Central Plains and is too lazy to even set foot there. He just wants to live in peace and stability. Therefore, anyone in the Central Plains martial arts world has ulterior motives for them.
As for the famous Li Fengyi, others may not know what she looks like, but no one does not know her Cen Shuang sword with the "long wind and flowing shadow, silver and frosty brilliance".
Sure enough, Sui Yue and the others did not pay attention to Cen Shuangjian, who was wrapped like a crutch, and let him go.
The passage into the cave is long and narrow.
There was a torch lit every three meters on the stone walls on both sides of the cave. Even with the fire, the temperature got lower as you went deeper into the cave.
After walking an unknown distance, the road opened up. Besides the firelight, there was also other light ahead. The sound of water echoed in the silent cave. After walking a little further, Wu Simiao could already see the cold pond.
The cold pond was covered in mist, and light was pouring down from above. That was the gap in the cliff above the cold pond. The moonlight fell along the gap, making the cold air above the cold pond even more condensed.
There was a small couch beside the pond. Wu Simiao put Li Fengyi on the couch. She squatted beside the couch and raised her hand, but did not move for a moment, as if she was hesitating.
In the end, Wu Simiao just put his fingers on Li Fengyi's wrist and took her pulse.
As she felt her pulse, she murmured as if to convince herself, "People in the martial arts world don't have so many taboos. Besides, we are both women, and she has been poisoned. Now her pulse is becoming more and more dangerous. We can't delay even a moment..."
Wu Simiao looked at Li Fengyi and asked, "Am I taking advantage of you?" After she said that, she reached out to the other person's collar to take his pulse.
Li Fengyi, wearing a middle-aged dress, sat in the cold pond. Wu Simiao fed her a warming pill. Li Fengyi needed the cold pond to suppress the Yin Chaofeng in her body, but her weak body could no longer resist the coldness of the cold pond itself. She could only rely on the pill to protect her heart meridians and detoxify first.
Wu Simiao untied her blocked acupoints. The moment the acupoints were unblocked, Li Fengyi trembled, his face suddenly turned pale, and his brows were furrowed. Yin Chaofeng also stopped attacking Li Fengyi's meridians under Han Tan's control.
Wu Simiao breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the medicine room with the herbs.
The medicine room was fully equipped with everything from pestles and scales to pots for boiling herbs. On a nearby table were some commonly used herbs and remedies for injuries and trauma.
Wu Simiao prepared the medicine and boiled it. The boiled medicine was divided into two bowls, one bowl was used to soak the silver needles, and the other bowl was for Li Fengyi to take. Wu Simiao returned to Li Fengyi with the medicine with the silver needles.
It would be dawn in two hours. By then, the news that she had returned to the sect and brought someone to the cold pond to heal her injuries would reach the ears of the sect leader. Wu Simiao had to detoxify Li Fengyi as soon as possible before the sect leader came.
Wu Simiao walked into the cold pool with the soaked silver needles and inserted them into several of Li Fengyi's acupoints. Wu Simiao sat cross-legged behind Li Fengyi, with his palms on her back, and used his internal force to force out the Yin Chaofeng in her body.
Yin Chaofeng's internal energy was entangled with Li Fengyi's, and not only that, it was also devouring Li Fengyi's internal energy. Li Fengyi's internal energy naturally would not let him do whatever he wanted, so he resisted. That's why Li Fengyi looked in pain.
Now the cold air of the cold pond suppressed Yin Chaofeng. Yin Chaofeng seemed to be frozen and no longer devoured Li Fengyi's internal energy. However, Li Fengyi was weak, and her internal energy could not drive away the poison, so a stalemate occurred for a while.
What Wu Simiao had to do was to calm Li Fengyi's fluctuating internal energy, use his own internal energy to separate the Yin Chaofeng, and guide it out through the silver needle.
By the time Wu Simiao opened his eyes, all the silver needles on Li Fengyi's body had turned blue-black, and the sky had already lightened.
Wu Simiao retracted her inner energy, feeling powerless and a biting chill slowly creeping in. She had used up too much of her inner energy and was completely unable to resist the cold pool.
But he couldn't rest now. Wu Simiao removed the silver needle and wrapped it in a cloth, then reached out to touch Li Fengyi's wrist. Yin Chaofeng's poison had been 70% removed. A smile spread across Wu Simiao's pale face, and even his movements to stand up became a little lighter.
The medicine in the medicine room was at a temperature that was just right for oral consumption. Wu Simiao threw the silver needle into the fire, took out the medicine and fed it to Li Fengyi.
After drinking the medicine, Li Fengyi's face became much rosier. Wu Simiao's cold fingers felt the warmth of the other's shoulder, and Li Fengyi's internal force could flow on its own.
Wu Simiao relaxed and sat carefree beside the pond, her hands resting on the jagged rocks beside her. She looked at the still unconscious Li Fengyi and smiled, "This is such a big favor, you have to think carefully about how to repay me."
Wu Simiao took a break and only then realized that he was feeling uncomfortable. The cold clothes stuck to his body, and the stickiness mixed with the chill that penetrated into his bones through his skin. The joints of Wu Simiao's fingers were red, and his arms that were supporting the stone were shaking slightly. It was obvious that he was very cold.
Seventy percent of the poison in Li Fengyi's body has been discharged. If he receives another treatment, about ninety percent of the poison can be eliminated. The remaining poison will have to be discharged through Li Fengyi's own internal energy after he wakes up.
The two detoxification times cannot be too close together. If they are too close, the tonic will make her body weak and unable to be replenished. If they are too far away, the Yin Chaofeng in her body may come back.
"Three days..." She just hoped the leader could give her that much time.
However, things often go against one's wishes.
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