Immortal Mortal

Chapter 332: You are my life

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At first, only some monks whispered to each other about the death of six immortal realm experts, including the three major families, in the Extreme Ice Sea. Later, it became an open secret. 』

Almost everyone knows that six powerful people from the Immortal Realm died in the Extreme Ice Sea, and among them there was also a powerful person from the fifth level of the Immortal Realm.

Later, it was also rumored that these six powerful men from the Immortal Realm entered the Extreme Ice Sea in order to find the monk named Mo Wuji.

As for why they were looking for Mo Wuji, any monk who knew some of the reasons would understand what was going on. There are only a few fools among the monks who can hang out in the Starry Sky Palace.

Bei Suting and Yan'er looked at the bare valley in front of them, and even doubted whether they were looking for the Immortal Doctor Valley.

Even a casual cultivator wouldn't build a cave in a place like this, right? The only thing here is yellow sand and gravel. Although it is a valley, it is actually similar to a Gobi Desert.

"Bei Suting from Wentian Academy is here to visit. I wonder if the immortal doctor is here?" Bei Suting clasped her fists and said to the Immortal Medical Valley.

Although San Yisheng's cultivation level is not as high as that of a human immortal, his status is considered to be unrivaled in the entire Zhenmo Continent.

To say that he has a weird temper, even mortals outside come to his rescue. To say that he has heaven in his heart, he has also set a rule. If he does not meet him outside and takes the initiative to visit the Immortal Medical Valley, he must be above the human-immortal realm.

The Zhenmo Continent is so big, and San Yisheng doesn't appear often. How difficult is it to meet him outside? And above the Human Immortal, even in the Zhenmo Continent, how many people are above the Human Immortal Realm? What's more, even if someone from the Immortal Realm or above came to visit, he would only take action once.

Just like when Bei Suting came to visit San Yisheng this time, if San Yisheng agreed to save Yan'er, he would not take action next time Bei Suting came again.

"My master has invited you, two fellow Taoists, please come in." A boy came forward and said respectfully.

"Thank you." Bei Suting took Yan'er and followed the boy into the desolate Fairy Doctor Valley.

It doesn't matter that it's desolate outside, but it's even more desolate inside the Fairy Doctor Valley. If they hadn't known that San Yi was born here, Bei Suting and Yan'er would have thought they were walking in the wilderness.

After walking around for a full stick of incense, Bei Suting and Yan'er saw two gates. One side of the two doors is a black stone door, and the other side is a white stone door.

Bei Suting only hesitated slightly before taking Yan'er through the black stone door.

This is a stone room with a radius of several feet. In the stone room, a man with a long beard is sitting on a yellow stone pier and reading a book. There is a stone table in front of the stone pier, and there is also a stone pier opposite.

Even though she knew that San Yisheng's cultivation was not as good as hers, Bei Suting still stopped, clasped her fists and said, "Bei Suting from Wentian Academy has seen Dr. Sanxian."

The bearded man put down the book in his hand and said with a smile, "I'm a guest. Please take a seat."

After saying that, he directly looked at Yan'er, "Do you want to see a doctor? Come and sit across from me."

Without any request or inquiry, Yan'er was sent directly to see a doctor. This made both Yan'er and Bei Suting relax. They were afraid that San Yisheng would make too many requests and they would not be able to complete them.

"Yes." After Yan'er bowed, he walked to the stone pier opposite San Yisheng and sat down.

"Put your wrist on the stone table." San Yisheng pointed to the stone table in front of him.

Yan'er raised her hand and put her wrist on the stone table. San Yisheng, however, did not use his hands to check for a pulse. Instead, he held the stone table with both hands and closed his eyes at the same time.

After a long time, San Yisheng opened his eyes and nodded to Yan'er and said, "You should say it was a blessing in disguise. You got the mutated wood spirit root. This kind of spirit root is even rarer than the wind, thunder and ice spirit root. If I guessed correctly, If so, you should also be an alchemist, right?"

Yan'er quickly replied, "Yes, I am practicing and refining alchemy with my master. It's just that my qualifications are dull. Now I am barely a fourth-grade spiritual alchemist."

San Yisheng smiled slightly, "You spend 90% of your time on cultivation and only 10% of your time on alchemy, and you can become a fourth-level spiritual alchemist in a short period of time. In terms of alchemy, your qualifications are The best I've ever seen. What's your name?"

"This junior has no name, only Yan'er." Yan'er said respectfully.

San Yisheng suddenly said, "Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"

Yan'er stood up and bowed again, "This junior already has a master, so I don't dare to become a disciple again at will."

"Oh, what a pity." San Yisheng also sighed, and then said, "Because the people who treat you are of limited skill, your memories before cultivation have basically disappeared. You came to me for treatment, probably because you want to recover. Memory, right?"

Yan'er hurriedly said, "Yes, I want to get my memory back, so I ask my senior to help me."

San Yisheng shook his head.

Yan'er's heart tightened, "Senior Immortal Doctor, is it possible that my memory will never be recovered?"

San Yisheng smiled proudly, "To a quack, trying to get your memory back is like looking at flowers in the fog. But to me, San Yisheng, getting your memory back is as easy as drinking water and breathing..."

Yan'er's eyes immediately showed joy, and before she could ask, San Yisheng said again, "If you are willing to listen to me, I suggest you stop looking for your memory. It will not be of any benefit to you after your memory is retrieved. .”

Yan'er said resolutely, "Junior has made up his mind. If senior can help junior retrieve his memory, please help me. I will be grateful."

San Yisheng said calmly, "For an alchemy master, no matter how high the level of alchemy is, it will be difficult to retrieve your memory. But I practice more than just alchemy. I also study medicine. Please think about it again. , do you want to become my disciple?"

Yan'er said resolutely, "Thank you, senior, for your love. This junior has made up his mind and cannot change his sect."

San Yisheng's persuasion failed twice in a row, and he stopped persuading him. Instead, he said, "You can feel from the fluctuation of your pulse that there is a very important person deep in your memory. This person can even be said to be you." life. Once your memory is restored, I'm afraid it will have a great impact on your cultivation. If this person has a kind nature, that's all. If this person has a bad nature, I'm afraid you will eventually be tired of it and will no longer be able to make any progress. Even to the point of death. After hearing this, do you still insist on your idea? "

Yan'er smiled mockingly to herself, she knew who San Yisheng was talking about. No matter how important her memory is, will a person who uses such cruel methods to even an innocent little girl be her life

Bei Suting saw Yan'er's self-deprecation, and she said to the side, "Sanxian doctor, just take action, she will be fine."

Before she saw that starry sky image, she still believed San Yisheng. Because Mo Wuji was able to go deep into the Five Elements Wilderness for his maid Yan'er, regardless of his own life. This kind of feeling is unforgettable even for her. Don't say you've seen this kind of person, you've never heard of him even in rumors.

But after that outrageous scene came out, both Bei Suting and Yan'er were convinced that sometimes what others say is just hearsay, even what Linglong said was just hearsay. Mo Wuji cruelly attacked a little girl who invited him. Even if she had a good impression of Mo Wuji, she couldn't help but be angry.

Even she didn't believe that Yan'er would regard such a person as his life. Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts, some things have to be seen with one’s own eyes.

But what they saw was not true. Neither Yan'er nor Bei Suting had the experience of walking alone in Hongjie.

San Yisheng still looked at Yan'er, he would only take action if Yan'er agreed.

Yan'er nodded, "Senior, please start treating me."

"Okay." After receiving Yan'er's reply, San Yisheng only said one word and raised his hand to wave several white threads. These threads seemed to pass through Yan'er's mind, and seemed to surround Yan'er's head.

San Yisheng's hand skills continued to hit out, and after a full incense time passed, he shouted coldly, "Open your mouth."

Yan'er opened her mouth subconsciously, and a blue pill fell into her mouth. The entrance of the pill seemed to turn into icy strips, freezing her mind instantly.

Another half an hour passed, and the techniques in San Yisheng's hands became even more intense.

Yan'er let out a miserable cry, and Bei Suting subconsciously stood up. Then she saw the white threads on Yan'er's head gradually turning black, and then being taken away one by one by San Yisheng and falling to the side.

Yan'er seemed to have had a long, long dream. She dreamed that her master died, and that the young master finally went crazy in order to restore the county. She goes out to set up a night stall every night, and then exchanges some copper coins to buy some food for the young master to eat. With the extra copper coins, she would also buy some cheap candies, which the young master would use in court every evening.

She dreamed that after the young master fell asleep, she soaked the bowl the young master had eaten in cold water, and then drank all the water, not even a tiny bit of grain dregs.

She dreamed that one day the young master suddenly recovered. On that day, the young master no longer ate the bowl of rice with peace of mind as usual, but put down the bowl and found the moldy black hard steamed buns she had hidden under the pillow.

That day, the young master grabbed her rough hand and said, "Yan'er, as long as you have big brother to eat from now on, you won't be hungry... Listen to big brother, from now on, big brother will support you... "

One day, the young master's eyes were a little red.

From that day on, she was the happiest person. The young master took her shopping and looking for a job...until she was taken away by that evil woman...

In order to find him, the young master crossed the endless Tianluo Sea as a mortal and found her in Changluo City...

In order to cure him, the young master took her to join the Wuhen Sword Sect and became an outer disciple. Then he went to ask Granny Linglong of Tianxue Palace without overestimating his ability as a mortal, and entered the Five Elements Wasteland without overestimating his ability to look for the Infinite Soul Forging Crystal, just to save her...

Maybe the sky took pity on his persistence and allowed him to find the Infinite Soul-Continuing Flower, let him meet Granny Linglong, and asked Granny Linglong to save her...

"Yan'er turned out to be my maidservant. In my heart, she is my only relative..." Those were the words he told Granny Linglong, as if they were in front of him at this moment. Perhaps he was the only one in the entire Lost Continent who would risk his life in the Five Elements Wilderness for his maidservant.

"No matter what you do in the future, you should not forget him. Remember, his name is Mo Wuji, a man with average spiritual abilities, but who can risk his own life to save you. Even, you are not required to remember He just wants you to survive!"

Granny Linglong's words seemed to be in front of her, but she had forgotten about Mo Wuji and the man who risked his own life to save her.

"... In my heart, I will always be your big brother..." This is what he said after she rejected the man whom the master asked her not to forget.

Yan'er finally couldn't help but burst into tears. It turned out that the two words "eldest brother" were so kind and so heavy.

I must find you, even if you are a heinous person, you are still my only young master... In my heart, you are my life...

(That’s it for today’s update. Good night, friends. I’ll be on a business trip tomorrow. Please forgive me if there is any error in the update time.)

... ... (To be continued.)