On an attic not far away, Ye Yichen was standing in front of the window looking into the distance, when he inadvertently saw two people walking in another courtyard, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: that was Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, the two of them How could it be there? Could something be wrong
Ye Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, he jumped out of the attic, and flew towards the other courtyard.
"My lord!" Xu Tianyou walked over, looking at Ye Yichen's receding figure, his eyes were full of doubts and incomprehension, and he flew after him...
In the main hall of the other courtyard, Murong Jian was wearing a dark blue robe, standing in front of the high table, playing with an official kiln plum vase,
"Bang!" The slightly closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure staggered in, with a stern face and sharp eyebrows, it was the old owner of the Medicine King Valley, Huo.
Murong Jian's eyes widened in surprise: "Old Master Huo, why are you here?"
In the past, when Old Master Huo looked for him, he always came quietly at night, but today he came here in broad daylight, blatantly, if someone saw him, it would be bad...
Seeing the worry in Murong Jian's heart, Master Huo Gu sneered with disdain: "What are you afraid of, the old man is walking very secretly, no one saw the old man coming here..."
That's it!
Murong Jian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but his face was polite and polite: "Master Huo Laogu is worrying too much, I don't mean that, I just wonder who is so bold to hurt Huo Laogu in broad daylight Lord, you still caused Master Huo Gu to escape here..."
"Who else is there, isn't it your good niece Murong Xue!" Master Huo Gu said coldly, closed the door casually, walked to the nearest mahogany chair, sat down, and used his kung fu to heal his injuries.
Murong Jian's eyes froze: "You met Murong Xue on the road..."
"No, the old man led someone into the Zhen Guohou's mansion, accidentally fell into her way, and was seriously injured." Old Master Huo said in a low voice, with teeth gnashing in his deep voice.
Murong Jianli narrowed his eyes slightly, Huo Laogu's master medical skills are superb, and his poison skills are even more superb. As long as he makes a move, no one in Qingyan Capital can defeat him. Unexpectedly, such a him would also be defeated by Murong Xue. Murong Xue is truly terrifying.
"Could it be that in this world, no one can deal with Murong Xue, and we can only hope that she will die early due to the cold poison?" Murong Jian whispered, and Master Huo heard it with the tip of his ear, and snorted softly: "Murong It's hard for Xue to die young!"
"What do you mean?" Murong Jian's shrewd eyes narrowed sharply: there is no antidote to the cold poison, and there is no way to cure it. Murong Xue is tortured by the cold poison all the time, and her body will weaken day by day. How could she not die young
Master Huo's eyes were cold: "The cold poison can be cured, as long as it is cured, Murong Xue can live a long life."
"But the antidote to the cold poison has long been lost!" Murong Jian's eyes were deep. Murong Xue visited all the countries in the world, but he couldn't find the antidote to the cold poison. What else could he do if he didn't just wait for death
Master Huo Laogu's eyes were cold: "The solution to the cold poison is very special. Few people can do it. Over time, it has been lost to everyone, but there are many people who know its solution. For example, Ouyang Shao, the son of Xiaoyao Prince Chen!"
"This...how is this possible?" If Ouyang Shaochen knew the antidote to cold poison, why didn't he tell Murong Xue all this time.
Murong Jian looked at Old Master Huo with puzzled eyes, but Old Master Huo turned a blind eye, and raised his voice, "The martial art practiced by Ouyang Shaochen is called Ziyang Magic. , you can use your internal force to expel all the cold air in the human body, thereby detoxifying the cold poison."
"Really?" Murong Jian's sharp eyes narrowed sharply.
"What did the old man lie to you about this kind of thing?" Master Huo gave him an angry look.
Murong Jian sneered a few times unnaturally: "I couldn't believe such a shocking news... Ouyang Shaochen will soon practice miraculous skills to detoxify Murong Xue, right?"
Master Huo Laogu shook his head: "It's not that simple. Ziyang magic is extremely difficult to practice. Throughout the ages, there have been no more than five people who have practiced Ziyang magic. The most powerful one has only practiced Ziyang magic to the eighth level. ..." Before Murong Jian could be happy, Master Huo said again: "Ouyang Shaochen's Ziyang magic skill seems to have reached the ninth level..."
Murong Jian's complexion changed drastically: "Then he is only one level short, and he will be able to achieve great success!" At that time, he will be able to infuse Murong Xue with internal strength to relieve the cold poison...
"It's not that easy. The further you practice the way of martial arts, the more difficult it will be. Especially from the ninth floor to the Dacheng, the comprehension is high. Maybe it can be practiced in ten or twenty years. If the comprehension is poor, it will be difficult for a lifetime. It may not be possible to achieve great success." Master Huo said in a low voice.
Murong Jian's high-hanging heart slightly let go of half, Ziyang's magical skills are difficult to achieve great success: "Old Master Huo, when do you think Ouyang Shaochen will be able to practice to great success?"
"I don't know." Master Huo Laogu shook his head. Ouyang Shaochen has practiced the Ziyang magic skill to the ninth level at a young age, which shows that he has a very high level of comprehension. not sure.
Murong Jian frowned tightly. If Ouyang Shaochen mastered the Ziyang magic skill and cured Murong Xue of the cold poison, Murong Xue would be even more difficult to deal with. They must prevent Murong Xue from detoxifying, that is, to prevent Ouyang Shaochen from making great achievements in martial arts. But Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts is extremely high, and he is protected by the hidden guards of Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion. They can't get close to him, so how can they stop him from practicing...
Old Master Huo saw his thoughts, and said in a low voice: "Ziyang Divine Art has a fatal weakness, that is, you can't touch Xigehua before the martial arts is perfect."
"Xigehua?" Murong Jian's eyes froze.
Master Huo Laogu nodded lightly: "It is a kind of medicinal flower, which can clear stasis and cough, moisten the lungs and reduce phlegm. Ordinary people take it, and it will be beneficial without any harm. If a person of great success takes it, he will lose all his martial arts and become useless!"
"So amazing?" A strange light flashed in Murong Jian's eyes.
"Of course!" Old Master Huo smiled meaningfully. The Ziyang magic art is unpredictable, and those who practice it are all peerless masters, but it is not particularly difficult to deal with such people...
"Bang!" The closed door was pushed open again, and Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen strode in, looking at Murong Jian standing in front of Mr. Huo, Murong Xue sneered, "Second Uncle, it really is you."
Colluding with outsiders to deal with her, her second uncle is only capable of this.
"Xue'er, don't come here safe." Murong Jian looked at Murong Xue with a smile, without the slightest embarrassment or embarrassment of being caught doing something bad.
Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "Trust Second Uncle Hong Fu, I'm living a good life, but Second Uncle, is he discussing tricks against us with Old Master Huo?"