He even hid behind a giant tree and activated the protective barrier of the disc magic weapon, successfully evading the buffalo monster's attack.

"It's okay, I'll be back to normal in ten and a half days!"

The Moon Saint Clothes released weak spiritual power, wrapping the injured wrist and cutting off the flow of the surrounding broken blood vessels. It looked like the wrist was dripping with blood and missing a piece of flesh, but it looked a little scary and unusually clean and hygienic.

The sword in Yue Shengyi's hand has never been used against one of his own, let alone his sudden intention to harm himself. The critical situation at that time required him to be quick and ruthless. He didn't consider many details at all. It wasn't until he calmed down that he thought of checking to see if he had accidentally injured his connecting finger.

of muscles and bones.

Yue Shengyi shook his wrist slightly, and his arm, which was already numb due to a large amount of missing skin, felt the pain of muscle stretching again. Yue Shengyi's brows became more and more furrowed, but he showed a look of relief, which was extremely contradictory but yet...

Seems very reasonable.

"Elder Xianyue acted righteously, and this junior will be deeply moved!"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Lingyun clasped his fists and bowed slightly. He glanced at Situ Wan'er from the corner of his eyes with a hint of disdain. He began to wonder if the Taoist nun in Mount Emei had any emotions. Although he would not take quotes out of context to generalize, but when he was in front of him,

The two of them are always acting, but they are really people who wear masks and live their lives.

Zhang Lingyun released a ray of spiritual consciousness into the hidden storage ring, took out two seemingly precious healing medicines, took out the medicine bottles with his palm in his arms, and handed the medicine bottles over in a humble and polite manner.

Suddenly, Zhang Lingyun seemed to have thought of something, and withdrew his outstretched hand again, suddenly releasing the spiritual power of his whole body to block the circulation of the spiritual veins of one arm, adjusting the speed of his own blood flow, and temporarily turning the arm into an ordinary immortal cultivator.

arm.

"You didn't take your medicine when you went out! Are you playing!?"

Just when Situ Wan'er was thinking about how to save her own healing medicine, someone came to her door pretending to be generous and pretending to be generous. Although this person didn't like to see him, the final result would be beneficial to her.

Situ Wan'er, who had just felt a hint of joy, saw that the duck in her mouth was about to fly away, and suddenly she felt like she was being teased. The anger in her chest rushed straight to her forehead, and the sides of her cheeks were so red that they felt hot to the touch.

"Some things are better to try in advance. I was once... tricked by someone!"

Zhang Lingyun stared at Situ Wan'er with a fierce look, until he turned his head away in embarrassment, Zhang Lingyun snorted proudly and continued what he had not finished.

Zhang Lingyun picked up a relatively sharp stone from the ground with his other hand, and quickly scratched his ordinary arm. The wound was deep but the bright red blood flowed very slowly. Zhang Lingyun took out the hemostatic medicine he had just prepared and sprinkled it on it gently.

Some wounds on the arms began to scab at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene made Zhang Lingyun, who had seen the big scene, feel inspired. He didn't expect that Baicaotang was so powerful and could develop such a miraculous healing medicine. It seems that those remarks slandering Baicaotang were malicious rumors.

Some colleagues are secretly trying to eliminate this powerful competitor.

Zhang Lingyun handed the tried medicine to Situ Wan'er, then took out another medicine bottle and poured a few drops of the medicine inside on the scabbed wound. This time, Zhang Lingyun's arm did not change at all, but he could feel it.

That warm feeling coming from the flesh and blood, I guess this potion should be used to treat muscle and bone injuries.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Zhang misunderstood other people's good intentions?"

Situ Wan'er's tone was calm without any panic, but she stared at Zhang Yun with a vicious look in her eyes, wanting to step forward and tear his mouth apart immediately. The master's old-fashioned character was most concerned about the reputation of Mount Emei. If he was proven to be playing tricks, he would be caught.

Currently, one is waiting for extremely severe punishment or confinement in the future.

Situ Wan'er has always had an unsolved mystery in her heart. When she made up her mind to attack Zhang Yun, in order to avoid leaving traces and causing trouble, the medicine she used was a rare tribute from a foreign country. Logically speaking, no one would know it.

Not to mention how to crack or treat it, how did this Yun survive the massive hemorrhage?

Either medicine used alone is a good healing medicine, but when used at the same time, the properties of the medicines will conflict with each other, producing a special weird substance that makes the blood in the human body abnormally active and unable to coagulate and form scabs when wounds occur, resulting in a large amount of blood loss and ultimately only

Enter death.

"It's getting late. We've been too tired today. Let's take a rest!"

After receiving the healing medicine given by Zhang Yun, Yue Shengyi turned around and left with an expressionless face. He felt as if he had eaten a fly and felt sick to his stomach, but he couldn't vomit it up quickly and felt extremely stuffy.

I once heard Yue Qingqing and others talk about the scene when they first met Zhang Yun. Out of love and trust for his apprentice, Yue Shengyi did not confirm the matter with the parties or find witnesses, but from the magnanimity and openness of Zhang Yun just now.

Judging from his gentlemanly demeanor, Situ Wan'er must have tampered with the medicine.

Moon Saint Clothes had been in a bottleneck a long time ago and was unable to improve, but this secret was carefully protected by himself. Even the head senior sister never told him that when he was at a low point in his life, his beloved disciple Zhao Wenwen was rumored to have self-destructed as a monster.

The Qiancheng scandal caused Yue Shengyi to lose a proud talking point, and he was completely unable to hold his head high in Mount Emei.

The masters and sisters joked about this matter from time to time, which made Yue Shengyi, who had redoubled his practice, almost go crazy. Although the leader later issued a message to ban the rumors in the mountain sect, it still could not solve the stagnant cultivation of Yue Shengyi.

realm.

Until he received Situ Wan'er's transmission note and learned about the existence of the spirit stone veins,

Yue Shengyi suddenly understood the true meaning of "all things are born in the cycle of heaven". Heaven and earth will treat every immortal cultivator fairly and will never give up on their own children to fend for themselves.

This spirit stone vein was a gift given to him by Heaven and Earth with the help of Zhang Yun. Unfortunately, his status was too special and Yue Shengyi could not use the simplest and most direct method to kill people and steal goods to enjoy the fruits of victory immediately.

However, the most important thing for immortal cultivators is time. Even if they cannot establish a win-win relationship with Zhang Yun as soon as possible, there are four beautiful women around them. I believe that any handsome young man will be attracted to them.

If the good feelings want to continue to develop, Yue Shengyi now only needs to create more opportunities, and only time will decide the rest.

…………

The cool mist flows slowly in the gaps between the trees, the rising sun casts golden light through the gaps in the leaves, the breeze blows, and the crystal clear dew drops slowly slide down the leaves, and the green grass

Under the call of the morning light, I gradually straightened my waist, looking even greener against the backdrop of rain and dew.

After a night's rest, Yue Qingying recovered her spiritual power with the help of everyone. Yue Qingfeng's internal injuries were almost recovered after taking a variety of elixirs. Zhang Lingyun and others took advantage of the cool morning air to wield their swords in the southeast direction again.

Fly away.

The Moon Saint Cloth, who accepted the favor, did not make things difficult for Zhang Yun along the way. Although the speed was not as fast as the first day, the atmosphere around him was surprisingly comfortable. As time passed slowly, everyone saw a city sitting in the distance.

, everyone who didn’t want to sleep in the open air anymore decided to stay here and have a good rest tonight.

The people who decided to keep a low profile walked towards Qingtian City and found that there were more and more pedestrians on the road. During this period, many people talked about the annual "Hundred Flowers Festival", which made Zhang Lingyun and others feel curious.

Although Qingtian Prefecture was a city far away from the center of power of the Qing Dynasty, due to the superb governance methods of local officials, it was transformed from a desolate place that no one cared about to the huge scale it is now with a floating population of millions.

The uniformed gate guards simply checked everyone's identity certificates and let them go without charging any customs clearance fees. This move made Zhang Lingyun a little uncomfortable with being raped. He looked confused and confused throughout the whole process.

He followed everyone into Qingtian Mansion.

Magnificent buildings can be seen everywhere, and even those houses with ordinary shapes are very particular about the materials used. At dusk, the city is still busy with traffic, showing a low-key luxury atmosphere.

"There are a lot of immortal cultivators here!"

Yue Qingying sensed the weak spiritual power fluctuations around her, which were very similar to those of the junior sisters when they first entered Mount Emei, and consciously classified them into the ranks of beginners.

"It stands to reason that a place with such outstanding people should attract many sects to recruit disciples, but this...?"

Yue Qingfeng looked at the gorgeous but ordinary streets around her, looking into the void in the distance, and shrugged helplessly with her hands spread out, expressing both her doubts and her curiosity.

"I just hope that everything will develop for the better,"

What amazed Zhang Lingyun the most was that this city was filled with the aura of monks, but there was no place for spiritual energy gathering around for cultivation. It was really impossible to explain this contradictory and embarrassing scene.

If he had to give an answer, the first thing Zhang Lingyun thought of was the oracle mentioned by the name of Huaguang Village. These people may have had some kind of deal with the 'Amaterasu Sect' in exchange for some special cultivation methods, but

I wonder what precious things they sacrificed!

"The inn in front looks good, Elder Yue~!"

Yue Qingqing was not interested in their conversation, and finally entered the town. If she couldn't have a good meal and take a comfortable hot bath, Yue Qingqing would feel that her life was dim and she had lost it.

Some bustling scenes.

After getting Yue Shengyi's tacit approval, everyone gathered around Situ Wan'er and arrived at the inn. As the only male in the trip, Zhang Lingyun consciously allowed the girls to choose the guest room first.

"Junior sister, I haven't taken a shower in three days. Can you ask for a few bedrooms?"

Yue Qingying, relying on being the youngest among the people, with all the expectations of everyone, directly took Situ Wan'er's arm and started to act coquettishly, hoping to have a comfortable rest.

Although Mount Emei is one of the birthplaces of Buddhism, tens of thousands of dignitaries come to visit it every year and can receive inexhaustible treasures. However, these resources need to be evenly distributed by the masters, 60% of which will be

Distributed to the major elders in the sect and various organizations in charge of the operation of Mount Emei.

A reward system will be set up for the remaining 30%. Anyone who completes the tasks issued by the sect will receive corresponding rewards. As for the last 30%, it will be allocated at will by the leader. No one dares to ask where it will go.

Yue Qingying and others went down the mountain this time as a mission sent by their master. There was no clear reward, so there was no so-called accommodation fee or food money. If it hadn't been for Elder Yue and Situ Wan'er, Yue Qingying and the others would not have paid for it at all.

We will enter towns in principle because we have limited funds!

"It's nothing on ordinary days, but Wan'er just participated in a trading event a few days ago, so please be considerate, senior sister,"

Situ Wan'er took out the remaining one hundred taels of silver in the Qiankun bag, showed a hint of embarrassment, and politely refused the senior sister's unreasonable request. Situ Wan'er paid six

A standard room costs sixty taels of silver for two days. I want Master to take a good rest here. I can also try to contact my father and ask him to send me some banknotes as soon as possible for emergencies.

"Shop owner, open a room in the room... and serve the best banquet!"

Zhang Lingyun looked at the backs of everyone going upstairs. He was very happy that no one paid attention to him. He had saved a sum of money that no one would appreciate, and he happily offered the best service to the store.

Seeing the waiter's diligent and busy work, Zhang Lingyun couldn't help but sigh at the power of money, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the mortals in front of him. Many people work all their lives just for a mouthful of food and clothing. Many people are born with no shortage of food and clothing, no matter what.

All kinds of people are dissatisfied and want more, no matter what the cost.

"Your guest is here to participate in the 'Hundred Flowers Festival', right?" The waiter looked at the guest who was stunned, and had no intention of rewarding him. He rolled his eyes and took the initiative to strike up a conversation, "I see those people you brought

Beauties are all top-notch beings, you are sure to seize this opportunity to aspire to the immortal realm!"

"What do you mean by this? Tell us more about the 'Hundred Flowers Festival'!"

The waiter's words successfully attracted Zhang Lingyun. He was worried about how to find the 'Amaterasu Sect', but now it came to his door. Zhang Lingyun casually took out fifty taels and put it on the table, sitting upright and waiting for the other party's answer.

"Sir, you are such a good person. This money is just enough for me to get a wife! Haha, haha!"

The waiter put the silver ingot in his mouth and bit it down with moderate force. When he put it in his hand, an obvious tooth mark appeared. The waiter pinched his thigh in disbelief when he felt the sour pain.
To be continued...