After exchanging pleasantries, Song Tingwan sat happily by the window and sent a telepathic message to Shen Zhuochuan.
I don't need to accompany her tomorrow.
The woman looked up at the bright moonlight, wondering how Ah Yao was doing.
Star Abyss.
Last time, the Star Abyss enveloped the Evil Realm, making it impossible to glimpse its scenery.
Just getting close made Song Siyao tremble all over, and she endured the discomfort as she approached Xingyuan step by step.
She thought she would only experience the bloodline connection her mother had mentioned once she entered the Star Abyss, but as she trembled and slowly approached with her sword, a wind blade flew from who-knows-where and grazed the back of her hand, leaving a bloody mark.
Then.
A great deal of bloodshed ensued.
A powerful light emanated from the Star Abyss.
It sucked Song Siyao in.
All the tribulation-transcending cultivators in the entire Six Realms turned their gazes toward Xingyuan, and then prayed that the little girl would succeed.
Three days later.
The location of the Fengchun Dan sect in Nancheng.
"I heard there's a free medical clinic here?"
"This is the Fengchun Dan School. Haven't you heard of it? The Fengchun Dan School is a lineage of the Sleeping Goddess."
"Which alchemist is providing free medical consultations today? Life is good in our South City, and there isn't so much fighting and killing. Alchemists rarely stay here."
Aside from those who come to the southern part of the city to live in seclusion and relax.
There was much discussion outside the garrison, and it was no less so inside.
because--
The Sleeping Goddess!
That's the Sleeping Goddess!
The Sleeping Goddess and her disciple, Baili Dansheng, have actually come to their southern city residence!
This is truly one of the greatest joys in life.
The disciples of Fengchundan Sect were so excited that their faces turned red. They looked at Song Tingwan and her group with eager eyes, but they were afraid of offending the goddess, so they stopped at a distance and dared not approach.
"Hello everyone, I'm using the local clinic as a base today. I hope I haven't taken up too much of your time."
"No, that's not true! To be able to see the Goddess Pillow Sleep is the greatest fortune of my life!"
The steward of the residence quickly stepped forward and excitedly bowed to the Sleeping Goddess.
Song Tingwan stood in front of her friends, and Wen Jing raised her hand to take out the elder's token of the Fengchun Dan Sect.
"Would you like me to show my ID card?"
There's no need for the steward to verify anything. The name and appearance of the Sleeping Goddess are imprinted in the minds of every alchemist. How could any alchemist not know the name of the Sleeping Goddess?
Unless he is not an alchemist.
Everyone was so warm and polite that Song Tingwan felt a little embarrassed.
However, there were very few disciples stationed in the southern city, only a handful of them.
"After the free clinic concludes, I'll share some information about alchemy with you all?"
The moment Song Tingwan finished speaking, the manager felt dozens of burning gazes on her back. She bowed to Song Tingwan and said, "The South City Garrison is extremely honored!"
Qin Xi and the others stood behind Song Tingwan, all with smiles on their faces, as if they were the ones being fawned over.
After saying a few words, Song Tingwan nodded slightly to everyone, "We can begin the free clinic now."
The steward responded and went to open the door himself.
The moment the door was opened, countless ordinary people from the southern city poured in. They didn't know who the alchemist was, but they knew that the immortals of the Fengchun Pill Sect were kind and benevolent. If they had any illnesses or pains, they should come to the right place.
"Don't push, don't push, line up one line on each side."
The manager shouted, but it was no use.
Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Wan Qiji stepped forward and tossed the giant sword behind him to his feet. "Quiet."
Perhaps because he had killed countless evil spirits, Wanqiji's cold-faced aura dissipated, and the chaotic crowd instantly formed two lines. Although there was still some jostling, everyone was extremely obedient.
Song Tingwan and the others raised their eyebrows. They had been wondering how Aji managed the demons, and now that he looked like this, they were somewhat convinced.
Seeing that the crowd had calmed down, Wanqiji composed himself and smiled at Wan'er and Baili Shi, "Alright, you can begin."
Song Tingwan smiled at him, then stepped forward and walked to the front of the crowd.
“My name is Zhenmian. I am an alchemist. I traveled through this place and fell in love with the beautiful scenery of the southern city. So I started to provide free medical services here.”
The steward coughed twice and added, "The Sleeping Goddess is also an elder of our Fengchun Dan Sect."
Baili Xijiang glanced at her, stood beside his master, and said loudly, "My name is Baili Xijiang. I am a Pill Saint and my master's only disciple."
There was a brief commotion in the crowd, Wan Qiji frowned, and then the crowd quieted down again.
Someone in the crowd spoke tremblingly: "You...you are really the Goddess of Sleep?"
A small, frail-looking little girl was sitting on the man's shoulders. Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan and the others looked over and realized that the man was the young stall owner they had met when they first arrived in Nancheng.
Baili Xijiang laughed, "It's you. Yes, my master is the Pillow Sleep Goddess. Your sister's heart ailment will be cured from today onwards."
He really does have a younger sister.
Luckily, I didn't lie to him.
The little girl sitting on the stall owner's shoulder, her head clasped behind his arm, had a pale face and a frail appearance. The alchemist could tell at a glance that she suffered from a heart ailment.
"Stop talking and let's begin."
Song Tingwan smiled and sat down with her apprentice in front of the two lines, where people lined up one by one for treatment.
Shen Zhuochuan and Feng Chundan, among others, stood by to maintain order.
today.
The people who left the area all had cheerful smiles on their faces.
All their ailments vanished, like withered trees returning to spring. From that moment on, the image of the Sleeping Goddess and the Hundred-Mile Pill Saint was etched into their minds.
He also saved two people from the brink of death, and erected longevity tablets for them, which he enshrined in his home.
On the first day of the free clinic, the patients were ordinary people who were desperate and impoverished.
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