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Alchemist: "...Young Master, you should rest well, your injury is too serious..."
"How serious is it?"
Someone suddenly interrupted the pharmacist outside the door. The pharmacist turned around and said in surprise, "I have seen the great elder."
The Great Elder had a childish face, and behind him was a young man in a white robe.
Xie Yun looked past the Great Elder and looked directly at the young man in white robe, Xie Yufei.
The male protagonist's appearance can only be regarded as handsome, tall and thin. He had just been promoted to Nascent Soul, and his momentum was amazing. Although he had just been struck by lightning, his face was pale, but his eyes were like torches.
In the original book, Xie Yufei won the fairy grass, and immediately put it into the fairy to seal the breath. After returning to Xie's house, he took it in retreat, and successfully broke through to the Nascent Soul stage by borrowing the aura of the washing-scented fairy grass.
As for Xie Yun, because of the loss of spiritual power in his body, his realm almost fell to the foundation-building stage.
Xie Yufei looked at Xie Yun coldly, turned away expressionlessly, and was too lazy to look at Xie Yun.
The alchemist said in a low voice, "Young Master is seriously injured, and the spiritual power in his body is constantly draining. We can't find the reason at this time."
The elder's eyebrows twitched: "What about future cultivation?"
The pharmacist looked at Xie Yun subconsciously.
Xie Yun coughed twice: "You tell the truth."
The pharmacist bowed his head deeply: "If you can't accumulate spiritual energy for a long time, your cultivation will inevitably go backwards."
The first elder didn't expect Xie Yun's injury to be so serious, he glanced at Xie Yufei.
Fortunately, one Xie Yun was abolished, and there was also Xie Yufei. Xie Yufei was promoted to Yuan Ying at the age of 20. Although he was not as good as Xie Yun, he was also a leader in Feiyin City.
Xie Yufei didn't seem to be surprised. He didn't even move his eyes when he heard the words, but just twitched the corner of his mouth: "What a pity."
The gray-robed pharmacist didn't think much of Xie Yufei, and said angrily, "If the Immortal Grass is still there, maybe there will be a turning point."
The Immortal Grass for Washing Marrow must grow in the flesh and blood of monks. The young master has raised it with flesh and blood and spiritual energy for more than ten years, and he gave it to Xie Yufei so freely!
Xie Yufei looked directly at Xie Yun: "The young master was seriously injured at the time and was unable to protect the immortal grass. If I don't take it away, the immortal grass will not only fall into the hands of other noble families, but the young master will also worry about his life. I take the immortal grass. It was also a last resort, in order to divert those people away for the young master, I was severely injured, and when I was on the verge of death, I took the Immortal Grass to save myself."
Xie Yun couldn't help twitching the corners of his lips - Xie Yufei huddled behind the other monks and watched for so long, he could take the immortal grass at the right moment, and it was a last resort in Xie Yufei's mouth.
Xie Yun slumped on the chair, his black sleeves hanging on the armrest: "Oh - that's my fault, I'm hurting you."
The first elder was already biased towards Xie Yufei: "Xiancao was temporarily handed over to the young master by the Xie family. Those who can get it. Xie Yun, as the young master, you can't protect your own things. It's your fault."
The first elder was very disappointed with Xie Yun: "As the young master, you are a direct descendant of the family. If you are compared by Yu Fei, how can you sit firmly in the position of the young master? Half a year ago, Yu Fei was just an unremarkable branch disciple. , has been on par with you in just a few months.”
Xie Yun: "Yufei has a good chance."
Xie Yufei frowned slightly: "Young Master, please don't ignore my efforts just because of chance. Young Master was established as Young Master since he was a child, and the amount of spiritual stone pills that he can get every month is more than twice that of ordinary disciples. Such a person with ordinary talent, even if he is desperate, may not have the resources of the young master."
Xie Yunqing sincerely encouraged him: "The young master of the Xie family can be changed. Every year someone challenges me. You work hard and try to squeeze me out this year."
Xie Yufei said word by word, "I will definitely live up to the expectations of the young master."
The first elder lowered his eyelids, turning a blind eye to the hostility between the two.
The Xie family is a huge gu farm. From the patriarch to the elders, there is only the Xie family in their eyes. From the young master to the remaining disciples of the direct line, they are all chess pieces that can be discarded at will.
Xie Yun was calm, and he even smiled slightly: "Everyone has their own destiny."
Okay, since Xie Yufei felt that the fairy artifacts that Bai picked up were the result of hard work, he had nothing to say.
The first elder waved his hand: "All pharmacists, please go down and rest, I have something important to discuss with the young master."
The alchemists looked at each other in dismay and quit.
The first elder said slowly: "Recently, magic cultivators have been mixed in the city, and many loose cultivators have been killed. As the head of the six great families in Feiyin City, my Xie family was invited by the city owner to form a night patrol team together."
Xie Yun: "The elder wants me and Xie Yufei to be in charge of the night patrol?"
The first elder nodded: "This is your young master's responsibility. This time, Yu Fei will be with you, along with the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wei family, who will be responsible for patrolling the south of the city, and will reconcile with the Wei family cultivators at Xu Shi. "
Xie Yun: "Elder. I am seriously injured. Participating in the night patrol will drag other people down and damage the reputation of the Xie family. I want to retreat for a while, maybe there is a possibility of recovery."
The first elder weighed in his heart for a moment, but still chose to agree: "Then you can take good care of your wounds, and I will choose another elder."
Even in an aristocratic family like the Xie family, there are only more than 20 Yuanying monks, and the first elder is the only monk in the Xie family who is distracted.
If Xie Yun can recover, the Xie family may be able to have another distraction monk.
First Elder: "You should rest well. If you need a medicinal pill, just go to the warehouse to get it."
The first elder no longer stayed, and took Xie Yufei out of Xie Yun's yard.
As soon as the two left their front feet, a barrier fell over the yard, prohibiting anyone from entering the interior of the yard.
In master bedroom
Of course Xie Yun did not retreat, he stood in front of the bronze mirror, unbuttoned his shirt, and tore off the bandage.
His upper body was covered with wounds of different depths, all of which were caused by thunder tribulation, and the wounds were basically healed, except for the wound just above his heart that was still dripping with blood.
The wound was two fingers wide, and the bones under the flesh could be seen. The flesh and blood tried to heal under the action of spiritual power, but was blocked by an inexplicable force.
Xie Yun put his fingertips into the wound, fiddled with the flesh and blood a few times without changing his face, pulled out a blood-stained root, and threw it on the table.