Yin Tong can do things like use magic to control the minds of young people to accomplish things, so naturally he doesn't have much moral integrity.
When he heard that he had to come and lie on the boy's bed every day to heal his injuries, he almost wished that the Pharmacist Sect would cut him a few more times.
Naturally, he did not think of the poison that was personally poisoned by the previous leader of the Pharmacist Sect, and how could a mere outer sect disciple be able to detect it?
Because she couldn't move much, Yin Tong became more demanding the next day and said she wanted to move in and live with the boy.
The young man couldn't persuade her, and since it wasn't ancient times and there wasn't much separation between men and women, he looked around at the empty rooms and said, "Then I'll go clean the guest rooms."
Guest room?
Yin Tong pouted when she heard that. "Why bother? Your bed is so spacious, can't it sleep two people?"
"This..." The young man wanted to say that it was not a good idea. Even though the society is open now, it is not open to the extent that men and women of the opposite sex can sleep in the same bed casually.
"Hey, don't be so nagging. I'm a girl and I don't mind, so why should you mind?" Yin Tong didn't want to listen at all. She stood up and walked towards his bedroom, stretching and yawning as she walked. "I'm so sleepy. I'm going to take a nap first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared behind the door.
The boy could only put his hands down and look down at the local specialties that occupied most of the table.
Yin Tong doesn't have a big appetite, and ordinary food is not as satisfying as absorbing souls and demonic energy, so the Royal Kitchen can fully meet her needs, and she has no demand for special dishes.
These dishes take a lot of effort to prepare.
He stared at the food on the table, his eyes dark and unclear.
At night, Yin Tong thought she would be too excited to sleep.
After all, it was the first time that the two of them slept in the same bed while the boy was conscious. How could it not be exciting?
She was still imagining the boy lying beside her with a blushing face, but she ended up going to bed early and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
In the dream, there was a faint sweet fragrance lingering around my nose.
In front of the frosted window, a tall figure slowly walked away.
In a sect not far from Yinshan Mountain.
"Master Wu, please go to my junior brother's room and take a look. The wound on his leg that was sawed off is still aching."
An elder from a small sect walked in in a hurry. Seeing the yard full of injured people, he didn't dare to greet them too loudly, so he just leaned over to speak in Wu Xingjie's ear.
Because Wu Heng succeeded to the throne at a young age, and his superiors Wu Xingxiao and Wu Xingjie were still alive, everyone was accustomed to calling them the old sect master, the sect master, and the young sect master.
Wu Xingjie had been busy for several days, and a hint of fatigue now crossed his face. After applying the ointment to the patient at hand, he shook his head and said to the visitor, "The Yinshan pupil master has a high level of cultivation, and he is also infused with thousands of years of demonic energy. The demonic energy is comparable to a deadly poison. If injured, amputation is the only option. Now it seems that amputation is not enough."
"What should we do then?"
Wu Xingjie pondered for a moment and said, "The Pharmacist Sect has medicine that can suppress demonic energy, but after taking it, I estimate that it will be difficult to make any progress in cultivation for nearly ten years."
Any medicine has side effects.
"What? How can this be possible? After ten years, our sect will be seriously damaged. Besides, the ones dispatched this time are all outstanding disciples in the sect." The elder's face turned pale with anxiety.
What’s the difference between this and destroying the sect?
Wu Xingjie was also in a difficult situation and had no idea what to do.
After all, this medicine was not prepared by him, but by his son Wu Heng.
That child...
"Let me think about it again." The elder took the medicine and left in a daze. It seemed that the news would spread quickly. As for whether to use the medicine or not, it was up to them to decide.
After finishing the work at hand, Wu Xingjie went to his father Wu Xingxiao's room.
That day, he was also scratched by Yin Tong's evil energy, and the wound has not healed, so he is recuperating in the room.
Wu Xingjie thought that if things got any worse, he would go back to Feitian Ferry and let Wu Heng take a look.
Although the last conversation was unpleasant, they are blood relatives after all. Wu Heng is a filial child and will definitely not leave it alone.
Thinking of this, he pushed the door open and the moment he looked up he saw a figure sitting beside the bed.
"You..." Wu Xingjie was startled and almost raised his hand to attack. After seeing who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Xiao Heng, it's you."
Wu Heng was helping Wu Xingxiao remove the evil spirit from his body. Upon hearing this, he turned his head and nodded slightly to Wu Xingjie, "Father."
The tone is cold.
Wu Xingjie paused, the smile on his face faded a little, and he walked to the bedside. "How is your grandfather's injury? Can it be cured?"
"It's not difficult." Although Wu Heng looked indifferent on the surface, he poured all his spiritual power into the wound and quickly removed the old man's evil spirit. After applying ointment, he thought it would be healed in three to five days.
"Luckily you came." Wu Xingjie praised him with a smile, and then said casually: "I was just worried about the injuries of a group of people outside. Why don't you come and help take a look tomorrow?"
He thought that since Wu Heng was willing to show up, there should be no more grudge between father and son.
Unexpectedly, "I'm busy." Wu Heng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Standing in front of the mirror, he lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I don't want anyone to find out that Grandpa's injury has healed. You can leave tomorrow."
What?
Wu Xingjie was stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "This is a matter for all the sects in East China. The Medicine Master Sect has always been committed to the righteous path. How can you say such a thing?"
What’s the difference between this and deserting the battlefield!
He held his breath and watched Wu Heng come out and sit leisurely in the living room drinking tea. His face was becoming more and more youthful and handsome. He couldn't help but step forward and persuade her, "Xiao Heng, have you forgotten the way Patriarch Ye conducts herself? You and she are from the same school and have been with her the longest. You should have the same concern for the world as she does..."
Bang.
"That's enough." Wu Heng's calm face cracked only when he mentioned Ye Lan. He raised his eyes to meet his father's, his expression icy, "Don't use Senior Sister to pressure me. Not to mention that Senior Sister isn't as ignorant as those people out there, claiming to be the righteous ones. Even if she were still here, I wouldn't let her be used as a pawn by those idiots."
"What are you talking about?"
"Tell the truth." Wu Heng leaned back on the sofa, ignoring his father's furious expression, and said calmly, "You can go ask those people why they surrounded Yinshan. Is it because of the wild monsters in the mountain that are harming people, or is it because of the natural demonic swamp in Yinshan?"
The appearance of Yintong is not accidental. It is because there is a demonic swamp under Yinshan Mountain, which is a natural paradise for demon cultivators.
There are countless difficulties and obstacles in practicing the righteous path, but if the demonic energy is used properly, breaking through and advancing will be easy.
Please refer to Yin Tong for details.
These sects in East China are making every effort to attack the mountain, not only because of the demonic swamp, but also because the Pharmacist Sect is here.
"If they can't even accept the aftereffects of ten years of blocked cultivation, do you think these people will obediently accept deployment in Yinshan? How many evil cults will emerge by then, and who will they sacrifice to quell this disaster?"
Wu Xingjie was speechless after being asked this question. After thinking carefully about the key points, he realized that Wu Heng had already made plans.
At the beginning, he was fully capable of making a medicine without side effects, but he added poison into the medicine.
That was also the first quarrel that broke out between father and son.
He asked Wu Heng, "Why?"
At that time, Wu Heng's talent had already surpassed his, and he controlled the alchemy furnaces and recipes of the entire Pharmacist Sect.
"Father, there is no free lunch in the world." Wu Heng sneered softly and slowly lit the non-toxic recipe in his hand in the flames.
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