Outside Guangling City, it was already very lively early in the morning.
The people have three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounded on the shore, and the flying boats parked by the river are surrounded by water.
"Don't squeeze!"
"Be careful!"
There is a rule in the Immortal League that Ren Immortal Art cannot be used on mortals. Therefore, the disciples of Langfeng City can only maintain order on the shore with difficulty.
"Junior brother Xiao, is the city lord still coming?!"
Xiao was standing in front of the deck. On the ground, someone struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and shouted.
It's Lin An.
Lin An led the disciples to maintain order for a long time, even the disciple uniforms on his body were not messed up by anyone.
Can not completely blame those people.
People always like to join in the fun, and the practice of self-cultivation is especially prevalent in the Jiangnan area, and the common people are naturally interested in self-cultivation sects and various immortal artifacts.
A ship that can fly in the sky is a novelty that can't be seen in ordinary times.
Xiao Que received a letter from Pei Qianyue yesterday, and immediately summoned his disciples and drove the flying boat to come here. Originally, he planned to meet up with the city lord and leave, but he stopped for a whole night at this point.
Now with the rising sun, there are more pedestrians watching.
Xiao Que didn't show it on the face, but he was extremely anxious in his heart, and 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 has arrived, put down the gangway." Xiao Que hastily ordered.
The wooden gangway slowly fell from the side of the flying boat, and the light boat driven by the spell quickly stopped beside the gangway. Xiao Que walked two steps quickly and came to the side of the light boat, but there was any movement in the light boat.
Xiao Que didn't dare to rush forward, and said tentatively: "Disciple Xiao Que, welcome the city lord."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard an extremely soft moan that was almost suppressed in his throat.
Xiao Que: "?"
After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Pei Qianyue walked out with Feng Ci in his arms.
The person in his arms was wrapped in a thick white coat, and he couldn't see clearly, only a pair of bright eyes that were not misty and sullen were exposed in a circle of soft fur.
Xiao Que just glanced at it and didn't dare to look any more, he quickly bowed his head and stepped aside.
Pei Qianyue completely paid attention to it, and strode onto the flying boat with Feng Ci in his arms.
The middle part of the flying boat is round and divided into three layers.
The bottom floor is piled with sundries, the middle floor and the deck are for disciples to settle down, and the top is an exquisite and luxuriously furnished hut, which is Pei Qianyue's resting place.
There is a soft couch on the inner side of the room, covered with a thick velvet blanket.
Pei Qianyue put Feng Ci on the soft couch, raised his hand to untie the jacket, but was grabbed by someone.
Pei Qianyue paused: "What?"
Feng Ci's eyes were a little red, Zhang, gasped for a few moments: "... bastard."
Pei Qianyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he didn't do anything, only Feng Ci snorted again, and his body softened immediately.
"You... let go." It took a while for Feng Ci to speak again.
If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't move his body, he might have already curled up tightly at this time. Feng Ci endured the unbearable feeling of being unspeakable, and beat himself up for talking nonsense before a stick of incense.
Okay, why do you want to die
Feng Ci was originally written, but now that his body is so seriously injured, Pei Qianyue must not dare to do anything to him, so he has nothing to hide.
But who knew, this bastard would turn into a little snake to toss around.
It's really not human.
Pei Qianyue smiled faintly, and was about to say something, when someone knocked on the door outside.
It's Xiao Que.
"City Master, shall I go back to Langfeng City now?" Xiao Que asked outside the door.
Pei Qianyue's previous letter was a little anxious. The letter only said that he encountered an enemy near Guangling, Feng Ci was seriously injured, and Xiao Que came to respond quickly. Xiao didn't know what he had encountered and whether he needed the support of his disciples, but he said that not far from Guangling City was Zhejian Villa.
Folding sword villa insists on declaring war on the real murderer who slaughtered the immortal sect. Everyone in the comprehension world knows that now that Feng Ci is injured here, there is a high probability that it is inseparable from this incident.
After weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Que still brought Lin An and a group of elite disciples with him.
Pei Qianyue withdrew his smile slightly, straightened up, and was grabbed by the hem of his clothes again: "Don't..."
The invisible little snake was still climbing up slowly, as if it wanted to let go. The cool touch was exceptionally clear, and Feng Ci was a little flustered: "Please explain to me first..."
"Shh, my heart is heard." Pei Qianyue bent down and said in a low voice, "Renren, I'll be back soon."
Feng Ci looked at him in disbelief, almost feeling that he had heard wrong.
What does this person mean, no...
Pei Qianyue just smiled at him, gently pulled Feng Ci's hand away, turned around and walked out the door.
There are take down spells.
Feng Cihen almost gritted his teeth.
As soon as the door creaked open and then closed again, Pei Qianyue's deep voice came through the door.
At the beginning, Feng Ci could barely concentrate and listen to what Pei Qianyue was saying to Xiao Que. It was nothing more than what had been discussed before, pretending that Zhejian Villa had been attacked and the entire family had been destroyed, and asked Lin An to take his disciples to investigate.
But the troublesome little snake was going too far, as if it felt that Feng Ci's reaction was so intense, its slender tail fumbled to the most unbearable position, and slowly poked inside.
…
When Pei Qianyue finished giving his orders and returned to the house, Feng Ci's cheeks were flushed from the torment, and he was covered in hot sweat.
The brain that was already sober because of the low-grade fever was even more chaotic. Feeling a cool body sticking to it, Feng Ci turned his head, and there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his voice: "...Are you still human?"
Pei Qianyue: "It wasn't originally."
"..." Feng Ci was trembling even at his fingertips, and said vaguely, "Unfortunate..."
Pei Qianyue carried the evilness unique to the monster race in his bones, and Feng Ci was tossed like this, but he was a little happy: "Are you still talking nonsense?"
Feng Ci obediently confessed: "No, no, no..."
Pei Qianyue lightly raised his hand and withdrew the spell.
The moment the little snake disappeared, the place that was originally blocked was loosened, and Feng Ci felt a moment of blankness in his mind, and blackness in front of his eyes.
The previous time in the illusion, Pei Qianyue only wanted to be comfortable, and was considerate and meticulous in every way. Overall, it was a good experience. But this time, after being tossed for too long, the final experience is much more exciting than that in the illusion.
It was clearly a cool morning in autumn and winter, but Feng Ci's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, with sweat streaming down his temples. Pei Qianyue thoughtfully helped him take off his coat, and then performed some spells to clean himself and change into a dry shirt.
After doing this, Feng Ci's breath gradually calmed down.
Pei Qianyue bent down and hugged him into his arms, and stretched out his hand to probe Fengci's forehead, but the person turned his head away: "Get lost."
"Angry?" Pei Qianyue said innocently, "but the master is clearly very comfortable just now."
This is... not nonsense.
This kind of thing is like this, as hard as it is in the front, it will be as comfortable as it is in the back.
But Feng Ci is impossible to admit.
Suo closed his eyes and did not answer, pretending to listen, Pei Qianyue lowered his head and touched the temperature of Fengci's forehead with his forehead, saying: "The temperature has dropped."
It sounded a bit interesting.
This unique way to reduce fever can only come out.
Feng Ci gritted his teeth lightly, not understanding where the little snake learned these bad tricks.
***
Not long after, Feng Ci felt a slight vibration from the flying boat, and it finally set off.
After a while, Xiao Que's voice sounded again outside the door: "City Lord."
Pei Qianyue: "Come in."
Xiao pushed open the door and entered.
"The disciple has followed the instructions of the city lord to let senior brother Lin take the senior brothers off the flying boat and go to Zhejian Villa to investigate." Xiao Que said.
Only then did Feng Ci say what Pei Qianyue had just gone out to explain to Xiao Que.
What's wrong with this approach. Folding Sword Villa has made complete preparations, so there is no need to worry about being exposed. It is easier for people to be convinced if the disciples of Langfeng City go to investigate and spread the news of "Miemen".
However, at this juncture, Pei Qianyue sent all the people on the flying boat to Zhejian Villa except Xiao Que, somewhat intentionally sending them away.
Feng Ci was thoughtful, but said nothing.
Pei Qianyue said: "Come here."
Saying that, he took Feng Ci's wrist and put it on the small table beside the soft couch.
Xiao Que stepped forward to diagnose the pulse.
But the more he checked the pulse, the more dignified 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 his spiritual power forcibly, causing the meridians of this physical body to be completely destroyed. The damaged meridians can be reconnected, and recovery is not a problem, but..."
Pei Qianyue: "Say it straight."
Xiao Que was silent for a moment, and said: "But even if he is cured, he can no longer use the spiritual power of swordsmanship rashly, otherwise... his life will be in danger."
As a matter of fact, if the fight in Zhejian Villa had continued for a while longer, Feng Ci's physical body might have been completely destroyed.
Xiao Que didn't find it strange that Feng Ci said this.
Feng Ci frowned slightly: "So, all I have to do is find a new body again?"
If it was that easy to find the body, Feng Ci would have done it long ago.
Now it's not as simple as traveling to other worlds. If you go to other worlds, there are so many mortals in the world. If you search patiently, you will always find a body that matches your soul.
But what is needed now is not just the soul-soul bond.
There are still things that must be done. What is needed is a body with a cultivation base, a level that cannot be too low, and a body that can withstand the pressure of spiritual power.
In this way, it is indeed a rare thing that Lu Jingming's body can be used for such a long time.
Lu Jingming's appearance... just a coincidence
Why is it such a coincidence that when he returned to this world, the orphan of Tianxuanzong also rushed to Lingwu Mountain at that time.
There was no divine order for this matter before, and there were no clues pointing to this at that time, there were many rumors.
But now that all this was said, it became very interesting that Lu Jingming happened to appear.
Feng Ci thought about it for a moment, but then Pei Qianyue suddenly said: "Well, there should be no way at all. Am I right, Xiao Que?"
Xiao Que was taken aback, his expression became a little strange.
But there is an answer.
Feng Ci blinked and asked with a smile, "What charades are you playing?"
"What." Pei Qianyue said calmly, "It's just that if Xiao Que has a way, find someone who is more skilled than medicine."
Feng Ci asked, "Is there such a person?"
Witch Doctor Valley's original medical classics were handed down by Fengci.
However, at the beginning, he just recorded the consciousness instilled in his own brain by the way of heaven, and then passed it on to future generations. As for myself, I am not good at medical skills, I can only be regarded as having a superficial understanding.
But even so, it can be seen that Xiao Que's medical skills are considered top-notch.
At the beginning, I was puzzled that such a talent would leave the Valley of Witch Doctors and only be an ordinary disciple in Langfeng City.
"Yes." It was Xiao Que who answered.
He lowered his head slightly, with a calm expression: "The current witch doctor, Gu Guzhu, is extremely skilled in medicine and has the ability to revive the dead. If so... he should be able to save the Holy One."
Right.
Witch doctor Gu specializes in medicine and poison, and even Xiao Que, who has long since left the school, has such advanced medical skills, so the witch doctor Gu Guzhu should naturally be more powerful than him.
but…
What's the matter with Xiao Que's tone
Feng Ci chuckled: "Does the witch doctor Gu Guzhu know how to eat people, making you so afraid?"
Xiao Que: "This, this is not true."
It was Pei Qianyue who explained: "Witch doctor Gu Guzhu, his name is Xiao Guo."
Xiao Guo, Xiao Que.
Feng Ci blinked, realized something, and looked at Xiao Que: "You two..."
Xiao Que said in a low voice, "Witch Doctor Gu Gu Gu Xiao Guo is my brother."
***
Among the six gates, the Witch Doctor Valley is the most special. When the Immortal League was first formed, Witch Doctor Gu was also the last of the six to agree to join.
Because of his ancestors, he was originally expelled from the Central Plains by the cultivation world.
The ancestor of the witch doctor Gu inherited from the ancestors of Qianqiu. He was supposed to hang a pot to help the world and practice medicine to save people. However, that ancestor had a wicked mind and liked to deal with all kinds of poisons the most. Over time, he changed from a master doctor to a master poison maker.
In order to test the poison, that person even arrested people to test poison and refine medicine, and gathered a large number of forces in the Central Plains in a short time.
In the days when Patriarch Qianqiu just passed away, the witch doctor sect he formed was the biggest scourge that threatened the safety of the Central Plains cultivation world.
In the end, he was naturally expelled to Lingnan by the other brothers.
The original witch doctor religion gradually changed into the witch doctor valley.
Three thousand years have passed, and the witch doctor Gu has long since stopped committing crimes, but later generations also have a good impression of the Central Plains. In addition, the humid climate in the Lingnan region 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, Witch Doctor Gu has never planned to return to the Central Plains.
In addition, there is another special feature of Witch Doctor Valley.
That is, in order to prevent Gu Zhong's cheats from being passed on to others, the core medical secrets of witch doctor Gu passed on from generation to generation, and only one person in each generation passed them on.
"... Every once in a while, Witch Doctor Valley will select talented children from the clan to be the successors. After all the children are crowned, 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. I entered the final round together with my brother, but in the end, I lost."
Feng Ci frowned: "Just because you lost in the competition, Witch Doctor Gu expelled you?"
Xiao fell silent.
Pei Qianyue said: "The consequence of failing the competition is not expulsion."
Looking at Xiao Que's expression, Feng Ci gradually understood: "The consequence of failure...is death?"
Xiao Xiao nodded slightly.
"That competition was a life-and-death duel, and the winner was also the only one alive in the competition."
Feng Ci still didn't understand: "Then why do you..."
"Brother Xu Shi was at the end, and turned the poison given to me into a fake death pill." Xiao Que closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "When I woke up, I had already left the Valley of Witch Doctors."
I see.
It's no wonder that Xiao Ke knew that his medical skills were so superb, but he didn't want to leave the Valley of Witch Doctors.
Feng Ci said: "But from this point of view, your brother treats you well?"
Xiao wanted to speak but stopped for a moment before saying anything else.
Feeling slightly relieved, he bowed to the two of them: "If the city lord decides to go to the Valley of Witch Doctors, this disciple will go and divert the flying boat."
Pei Qianyue nodded: "Go."
It was only then that Feng Ci came to his senses: "So you have already made a plan from the beginning, if Senior Brother Xiao can't cure me, immediately divert to the Valley of Witch Doctors?"
No wonder the disciples were sent away before departure.
Pei Qianyue leaned back on the soft couch, and replied "Yes" in a low voice.
Feng Ci stopped talking.
Being manipulated by Pei Qianyue and lying on her lap, those cool hands gently stroked her hair, and then pinched her face. Feng Ci can't move now, so he can only let Pei Qianyue play as he pleases.
Xiao Queben left, seeing the crooked posture of the two, he stopped in his tracks again.
There was nothing, and the 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: "Say."
Xiao was red from the ears to the neck, but the ethics of the doctor made it impossible to sit idly by.
Taking a deep breath, he said bravely, "The Holy Lord's body is seriously injured now, and he can't bear it... If he can't bear these things, I hope the city lord will exercise more restraint. Even if he really wants to do this, he shouldn't directly impose it on the flesh. Better."
Pei Qianyue: "..."
Feng Ci: "?"
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