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    Outside Guangling City, it was already very lively in the early morning.

    The people were surrounded by three layers and three layers outside, and surrounded the shore, and the flying boats moored by the river were impassable.

    "Don't squeeze!"


    The Immortal Alliance stipulates that no immortal art can be used on mortals. Therefore, the disciples of Langfeng City can only struggle to maintain order on the shore.

    "Junior Brother Xiao, is the city owner still here?!"

    Xiao stood in front of the deck, on the ground, someone squeezed out of the crowd and shouted loudly.

    It's Lin An.

    Lin An led the disciples to maintain order for a long time, and even the disciple uniform on his body was a little messy.

    Can't completely blame those people.

    People always like to join in the fun, and since the cultivation of self-cultivation is particularly prevalent in the south of the Yangtze River, people are naturally interested in the martial arts of self-cultivation and all kinds of fairy artifacts.

    A ship that can fly in the sky is a novelty that is not usually found.

    Xiao Que received a letter from Pei Qianyue yesterday, and immediately summoned his disciples and drove Feizhou to come here. Originally, he was leaving after meeting with the city lord, but when he stopped, he stopped for a full night.

    Now with the rising sun, there are more pedestrians watching.

    Xiao didn't show it on the face, but he was very anxious in his heart, and he looked into the distance.

    Not long after, a light boat finally appeared on the river.

    It was Pei Qianyue and Feng Ci who arrived.

    "The city lord is here, put down the gangway." Xiao But hurriedly ordered.

    The wooden gangway slowly fell from the flying boat, and the light boat driven by the spell quickly stopped beside the gangway. Xiao took two quick steps and came to the light boat, but there was any movement in the light boat.

    Xiao did not dare to step forward rashly, and said tentatively, "Disciple Xiao Que, welcome the city lord."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a very soft, almost suppressed low "groan" in his throat.

    Xiao Que: "?"

    After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Pei Qianyue walked out with Feng Ci.

    The person in his arms was wrapped in a thick white jacket and couldn't see his appearance. From the soft "hair" edge, only a pair of bright eyes that were not filled with water mist and sullen were "exposed".

    Xiao, however, only glanced at it and didn't dare to look any further, so he hurriedly bowed his head and stepped aside.

    Pei Qianyue completely ignored it, and strode onto the flying boat with Feng Ci.

    The center of the flying boat is perfectly round and divided into three layers.

    The bottom layer is piled with debris, the middle layer and deck are for the disciples to stay, and the topmost is a delicate and luxurious hut, which is Pei Qianyue's resting place.

    There is a soft couch on the inner side of the room, which is covered with a thick fleece blanket.

    Pei Qianyue put Feng Ci on the soft couch, raised his hand to untie the jacket, but was grabbed by someone.

    Pei Qianyue made a move: "What?"

    Feng Ci's eyes were a little red, Zhang, took two breaths first: "...You bastard."

    Pei Qianyue's brows moved slightly, but he didn't do anything, only Feng Ci groaned again, and his body suddenly softened.

    "You loosen... loosen." After a while, Feng Ci spoke again.

    If it wasn't for the body to move, I'm afraid I would have curled up tightly at this time. Feng Ci endured the indescribable feeling of impatience, and beat himself up for talking nonsense in front of a stick of incense.

    Okay, why do you want to die?

    The words of the wind were originally written, but now that his body is so seriously injured, Pei Qianyue must not dare to do anything about it, so he has no cover.

    But who said, this bastard will turn into a snake to toss.

    Really impersonal.

    Pei Qianyue smiled lightly, and was just about to say something when someone suddenly knocked on the door outside.

    It was Xiao Que.

    "City Lord, am I going back to Langfeng City now?" Xiao asked outside the door.

    Pei Qianyue's previous letter was a little urgent. The letter only said that he had encountered an enemy near Guangling, and Feng Ci was seriously injured, so Xiao Que came to respond quickly. Xiao did not know what he encountered and whether he needed the support of his disciples, but he said, not far from Guangling City, is the Folding Sword Villa.

    Zhejian Villa insisted on declaring war on the real murderer who slaughtered Xianmen. There is no one in the world of comprehension. Now that Feng Ci is injured here, it is highly likely that this incident is inseparable.

    After weighing the pros and cons, Xiao still brought Lin An and a group of elite disciples.

    Pei Qianyue's smile faded slightly, he straightened up, and someone grabbed the hem again: "Don't..."

    The invisible little snake was still climbing up slowly, and it meant to let go. The cool touch was particularly clear, and Feng Ci was a little flustered: "You explain it to me first..."

    "Shh, my heart is being heard." Pei Qianyue leaned down and whispered, "Forbearance, I'll be back soon."

    Feng Ci looked at him in disbelief, almost feeling that he heard it wrong.

    What does this man mean, no...

    Pei Qianyue just smiled, gently pulled Feng Ci's hand away, turned around and walked out the door.

    There are withdrawal spells.

    Feng Cihen almost clenched his teeth.

    As soon as the door was squeaked open, and then opened again, Pei Qianyue's low voice came through the door.

    At the beginning, Feng Ci could barely concentrate and listen to what Pei Qianyue was talking to Xiao. It's nothing more than what was discussed before, pretending that Folding Sword Villa was attacked and the whole family was destroyed, and asked Lin An to bring his disciples to investigate.

    But the little snake was going too far. It seemed that Feng Ci's reaction was already so intense. The slender tail actually "groped" to the most unbearable position and slowly probed into it.


    When Pei Qianyue finished his instructions and returned to the house, Feng Ci had already been tossed and his cheeks were flushed, and he was sweating.

    The sober brain, which was already so awake by the low fever, was even more chaotic. Feeling a cool body sticking to it, Feng Ci turned his head, and his voice showed the meaning of gnashing his teeth: "...Are you still human?"

    Pei Qianyue: "It wasn't originally."

    "..." Feng Ci's fingertips were trembling, and he said vaguely, "Uncomfortable..."

    Pei Qianyue carried the peculiar wickedness of the monster clan in his bones, and the wind words were tossed into this, but he was a little happy: "Are you still talking nonsense?"

    Feng Ci obediently confessed: "No, no, no..."

    Pei Qianyue raised his hand slightly and accepted the spell.

    The moment the little snake disappeared, the place that was blocked was loosened, Feng Ci only felt a blank space in his mind, and his eyes were black.

    The previous time in the fantasy world, Pei Qianyue only wanted to be comfortable, and was considerate and meticulous. Overall, it was a good experience. But this time, after being tossed for too long, the final experience was much more exciting than the one in the fantasy.

    It was clearly a cool morning in autumn and winter, but Feng Ci's whole person seemed to be pulled out of the water, sweat dripping down his temples. Pei Qianyue thoughtfully helped to take off his coat, and then performed a little magic, cleaned his body, and changed into dry clothes.

    After doing this, Feng Ci's breath gradually calmed down.

    Pei Qianyue bent down and hugged the person into his arms, reached out to probe Feng Ci's forehead, and was turned away by the person: "Go away."

    "Angry?" Pei Qianyue sounded innocent, "But the master was clearly very comfortable just now."

    This is... not "chaos".

    This kind of thing is like this, how unbearable it is in the front, how comfortable it is in the back.

    But it is impossible to admit it.

    Suo closed his eyes and didn't answer, pretending to listen, Pei Qianyue lowered his head and probed the temperature of Tan Fengci's forehead with his forehead, and said, "The temperature has dropped."

    Sounds even more interesting.

    This unique way to reduce fever, only come out.

    Feng Ci gritted his lower teeth lightly, not knowing where the little snake learned these bad tricks.

    After a while, Feng Ci felt a slight vibration from the flying boat, and finally set off.

    After a while, Xiao Que's voice sounded outside the door again: "City Lord."

    Pei Qianyue: "Come in."

    Xiao pushed the door open.

    "The disciple has followed the instructions of the city lord and asked Senior Brother Lin to take the Senior Brothers off the flying boat and go to Zhejian Villa to investigate." Xiao Que said.

    Feng Ci said that Pei Qianyue just went out and explained something to Xiao.

    What's wrong with this approach. The Folding Sword Villa has made all preparations, so don't worry about "revealing" the stuffing. It is easier to convince the disciples of Langfeng City to investigate, and then spread the news of "destroying the door".

    However, at this juncture, Pei Qianyue sent all the people on the flying boat except Xiao Que to Zhejian Mountain Villa, which was somewhat intentional to send people away.

    Feng Ci was thoughtful, but also said something.

    Pei Qianyue said, "Come here."

    As he said that, he took Feng Ci's wrist and put it on the small table beside the soft couch.

    Xiao but stepped forward to check the pulse.

    But the more the pulse was diagnosed, the more serious his expression became.

    Pei Qianyue asked, "Is it still cured?"

    Xiao Que let go of Feng Ci's wrist and sighed: "The Holy Venerable used spiritual power to destroy the meridians of this flesh body. The damaged meridians can be reconnected, and there is no problem in restoring movement, but..."

    Pei Qianyue: "Speak straight."

    Xiao was silent for a moment, then said: "But even if he is cured, he can no longer use the spiritual power of swordsmanship rashly, otherwise... he will be in danger of his life."

    As a matter of fact, if the fight at Folding Sword Villa continued for another hour and a half, Feng Ci's body would have been completely destroyed.

    Xiao's remarks are not surprising at all.

    Feng Ci frowned slightly: "So, I have to find a new body again, this is the way?"

    If it was so easy to find the flesh, Feng Ci would have done it long ago.

    Now it is not as simple as traveling to its world. If it is to go to its world, there are so many mortals in the world. If you look for it patiently, you will always find a body that fits the soul.

    But what is needed now is not just the soul-soul fit.

    There are still things that must be done. What is needed is a body with a cultivation base, a body that cannot be too low, and a body that can withstand the pressure of spiritual power.

    In this way, Lu Jingming's body can be used for such a long time, which is indeed a rare thing.

    Lu Jingming's it just a coincidence?

    Why is it so coincidental that I came back to this world, and the orphan of Tianxuanzong arrived at Lingwu Mountain at that time.

    There was no such thing as Heaven's inspiration before, and there were no clues pointing to these at that time, and there were many rumors.

    But now that all this has been said, Lu Jingming's coincidental appearance becomes very interesting.

    Feng Ci thought for a moment, but heard Pei Qianyue suddenly say: "Well, there shouldn't be a complete way. Am I right, Xiao Que?"

    Xiao was startled, and his expression became a little weird.

    But there is an answer.

    Feng Ci blinked and asked with a smile, "What kind of riddle are you playing?"

    "What." Pei Qianyue said calmly, "It's just that if Xiao has a way, it would be better to find someone who is more brilliant than medicine."

    Feng Ci asked, "Is there such a person?"

    The original medical books of the Valley of Witch Doctors were handed down by wind words.

    However, at the beginning, he just recorded the consciousness that the Tao of Heaven had instilled in his mind, and then passed it on to future generations. As for myself, I am not well versed in medical skills, and can only be regarded as having a little understanding of the skin.

    But even so, it can be seen that Xiao Que's medical skills are already top notch.

    At the beginning, was "perplexed" that such a person would leave the Witch Doctor Valley and only be an ordinary disciple in Langfeng City.

    "Yes." Xiao Que answered.

    He lowered his head slightly, his expression indifferent: "Today, the witch doctor Valley Master, his medical skills are extremely brilliant, and he has the power of the flesh and bones of the living and dead. If it is... it should be able to save the Holy Venerable."


    The Witch Doctor Valley focuses on treating poisons. Even Xiao, who has long since left the division, has such advanced medical skills. The Witch Doctor Valley Master should naturally be more powerful than that.


    What's the matter with Xiao Que's tone?

    Feng Ci chuckled: "Does the Witch Doctor Valley Master can eat people, making you so afraid?"

    Xiao Que: "This, this is not."

    It was Pei Qianyue who explained, "The Valley Master of the Witch Doctor's Valley is named Xiao Guo."

    Xiao Guo, Xiao but.

    Feng Ci blinked, realized something, and looked at Xiao Que: "You two..."

    Xiao said in a low voice, "Xiao Guo, the owner of the Witch Doctor Valley, is my brother."

    Among the six gates, the Valley of Witch Doctors is the most special. When the Immortal Alliance was first formed, the Valley of the Witch Doctor was also the last one of the six sects to agree to join.

    Because of his ancestors, he was initially expelled from the Central Plains by the cultivation world.

    The ancestor of the Witch Doctor Valley inherited the ancestor Qianqiu, who should have hung a pot to save the world, and practiced medicine to save people. But that ancestor had a bad mind and liked to deal with all kinds of poisons the most. Over time, he changed from a master of medicine to a master of poison.

    In order to test the poison, the man even arrested people to try the poison and refine the "medicine", and a large number of forces were gathered in the Central Plains in a short period of time.

    In the days not long after Qianqiu Patriarch passed away, the Witch Doctor Sect formed by him was the biggest scourge that threatened the safety of the Central Plains cultivation world.

    In the end, it was naturally the other fellow apprentices who joined forces and jointly expelled them to Lingnan.

    The original witch doctor religion has gradually become the Witch Doctor Valley.

    Three thousand years later, the Witch Doctor Valley has long ceased to commit murder and evil, but the descendants also have a good impression of the Central Plains. In addition, the climate in the Lingnan area is "moist" and humid, which is most suitable for the life of various snakes, insects, rats and ants, which is extremely helpful for the study of medicine and poison.

    Therefore, in the past three thousand years, the Valley of Witch Doctors has never planned to return to the Central Plains.

    In addition, there is something special about the Valley of Witch Doctors.

    That is, in order to prevent Guzhong's secrets from being spread, the core medical secrets of the witch doctor Gu passed down from generation to generation, only one person per generation.

    "...Witch Doctor Valley will choose talented children from the clan every time, as heirs to train. After all the children have reached the crown, there will be a competition in the valley. Only the winner can succeed the valley owner."

    Xiao Que said: "I was the youngest child among the participants that year. My brother and I entered the last one together, but in the end, I lost."

    Feng Ci frowned: "Just because you lost the test, the Witch Doctor Valley expelled you?"

    Xiao fell silent.

    Pei Qianyue said: "The consequence of failing the test is not being expelled."

    Feng Ci looked at Xiao Que's expression, and gradually understood: "The consequence of failure... is death?"

    Xiao nodded slightly.

    "That test was a life-and-death battle, and the winner was the only one in the test."

    Feng Ci still doesn't understand: "Then why do you..."

    "Xu Shixiong turned the poison he gave me into a suspended animation." Xiao closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "When I woke up, I had already left the Valley of Witch Doctors."

    I see.

    No wonder Xiao is clearly so skilled in medicine, yet he never leaves the Witch Doctor Valley.

    Feng Ci said: "But it seems that your brother is not bad to you?"

    Xiao, however, hesitated for a moment before saying anything else.

    The mood eased a little, and bowed to the two of them: "If the city owner decides to go to the Witch Doctor Valley, the disciple will go to divert the flying boat."

    Pei Qianyue nodded: "Go."

    Only then did Feng Ci react: "So you have made a plan from the beginning. If Senior Brother Xiao can't cure me, you will immediately divert to the Valley of Witch Doctors?"

    No wonder he had to send all the disciples away before departure.

    Pei Qianyue leaned back on the soft couch, and replied "um" in a low voice.

    Feng Ci no longer speaks.

    Being played with by Pei Qianyue and lying on his lap, those cool hands gently stroked his hair and pinched his face. Feng Ci can't act now, so he can only let Pei Qianyue play whatever he wants.

    Xiao Queben left, and stopped again after seeing the tired and crooked posture of the two.

    Nothing, his ears were slightly red.

    Pei Qianyue didn't raise his head: "Is there anything else?"

    Xiao Que: "...Yes."

    Pei Qianyue played with Feng Ci's hair and said concisely, "Speak."

    Xiao turned red from the roots of his ears to his neck, but the doctor's "conduct" prevented him from sitting idly by.

    Taking a deep breath, he bit his head and said: "The Holy Venerable's body is seriously injured now, and I can't stand it... I can't stand these things, and I hope the city lord will exercise more restraint. Even if you really want to do this, you shouldn't directly apply it to the physical body. God is better."

    Pei Qianyue: "..."

    Wind Ci: "?"

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