The relationship between Wu Haotian and Zhuge Ren is not deep, and they only have a one-sided relationship, but the personalities of the two are very optimistic about each other, so the relationship is much deeper than those general friends. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the main purpose of Wu Haotian's trip is not Zhuge Ren, but the Hanging Pot Daoist of Qingfeng Temple and his agreement.

I remember when I left, the Hanging Pot Daoist told him that he would bring someone to see him in ten days, could it be that the anxious voice of the little Taoist priest on the phone yesterday was because of this person?

After chatting with Zhuge Ren and Zhuge Qingtian for a few more words, Wu Haotian turned his head to look at the Hanging Pot Daoist: "I don't know what urgent matter is there for the Hanging Pot Daoist?" ”

The Hanging Pot Daoist said lightly: "I hope you can help me save someone." ”

This sound made Wu Haotian sweat coldly, this is completely a word that can only be used by juniors to elders, but at this moment, he actually blurted out from the hands of a powerful old man, and he said it to himself, which made Wu Haotian quite speechless, but for the people of the Hanging Pot Dao, the master is the teacher, not to mention that if according to the generation, the young man in front of him already belongs to the same ladder as his grandfather, and his use of the word you is already the result of his repeated deliberation.

In the eyes of the little Taoist, the young man in front of him, who was a few years older than himself, even the master was so honestly afraid, how could he face it?

Zhuge Qingtian and Zhuge Ren glanced at each other, and they both saw a special look in each other's eyes.

For them, Wu Haotian only needs to be a friend, in their cognition, although the Hanging Pot Dao people are hanging the pot to help the world, like a living Bodhisattva descending to earth, but their nature is very arrogant, and it is really difficult to find another one in the world that can make him use your title.

The Zhuge family has declined slightly in modern times, and the appearance of the teenager may open up a new situation and return the Zhuge family to the status of history.

"Who do you want me to save?" The boy's voice echoed through the hall.

Although Wu Haotian had already guessed that the purpose of the Hanging Pot Daoist was to save people, but at this moment, looking at the face of the Hanging Pot Daoist, he knew that things were very tricky, and he had also heard of Qingfengguan's medical skills, although he had learned the medical skills of Baicaozi, but his specialization in medical skills was not deep enough, and in terms of the actual level of saving people, he was far inferior to the little Taoist priest next to him.

But since the people of the Hanging Pot Dao put it forward, they are fortunate to go and see it, and if they can save it, they will save it, and it is not difficult to force it if they can't save it.

The Hanging Pot Daoist saw the hesitation on Wu Haotian's face, and secretly said in his heart: If even the young man who has mastered the medical skills of the master in front of him has no chance, then the king of Hades really wants to determine the life of the senior brother, and he doesn't need to force it anymore, there are some things, the Heavenly Dao has already arranged a fixed number, and if he forcibly breaks it, it will only hurt the senior brother even more.

"Follow me." The Hanging Pot Daoist sighed in his heart, then stood up and walked to another place.

Wu Haotian naturally followed, and the little Taoist priest also followed behind, looking quite nervous, Uncle Shi loved him very much, and he hoped that Uncle Shi would wake up sooner than anyone else.

Zhuge Ren and Zhuge Qingtian also followed with a hint of curiosity, although the Hanging Pot Dao people showed Wu Haotian's medical skills from every detail, but they had never witnessed it with their own eyes.

"This young man is the **** said Wu Haotian?" Zhuge Qingyun said.

Zhuge Ren nodded: "Father, he is also my savior, if there was no him that day, there would be no me today." ”

"I know, having said that, the purple qi on his body is extremely strong, this kind of person is by no means an ordinary person. By the way, Ren'er, has he ever shown his medical skills in the Mu family before? ”

Zhuge Ren shook his head: "I only know that Wu Haotian has extremely strong force, and his strength is at least in the middle of the Four Elephants!" ”

"Oh? With such strength, if you add a medical skill and that purple qi, this son is extremely terrifying. ”

This is the highest evaluation Zhuge Qingtian has ever received, and even Zhuge Ren was slightly startled after hearing this, and immediately, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't continue to speak.

……

The master of the hanging pot took Wu Haotian to a room, and the moment he pushed the door open, a strong medicinal fragrance came to his nose, and the tip of Wu Haotian's nose, who had obtained the true inheritance of Baicaozi, moved slightly, and sniffed out some ingredients, but every ingredient of this medicinal fragrance is a rare treasure, and every flavor of medicine must be sky-high if it is auctioned at auction, and only the Zhuge family and Qingfeng Guan, a hidden Taoist temple, can get so many sky-high things.

Due to the particularity, the little Taoist priest and Zhuge father and son all stayed outside the door, only Wu Haotian and the Hanging Pot Daoist walked in, and the door was closed, full of some mystery.

When he saw the scene in the house, Wu Haotian frowned a little, an old man was sitting cross-legged in a Taoist robe, he was extremely old, countless wrinkles were piled up on every skin on his body, and there was only a trace of anger on his body, that is, the so-called only the last breath left.

There may be only one step away from death, which suddenly made Wu Haotian feel a little familiar, and he suddenly thought of Li Ming who was far away in Hangzhou, Li Ming's symptoms were similar to those of the old man, but the old man was many times more serious than Li Ming.

In the middle of the old man's cross-legged legs was a gossip map, and the gossip map had a faint flow of light, and the surface of the light was a layer of faint powder, as if the medicinal fragrance came from those powders.

Countless medicinal fragrances and powders burrowed into the old man's body and nourished the old man.

If it weren't for these medicines and that formation, the old man would not be able to live even if he was an immortal, Wu Haotian had a high opinion of Qingfeng Guan a few points higher, he obviously couldn't do this, presumably this is also a medical skill that has been continuously innovated by the inheritance of Qingfeng Guan for thousands of years.

The Hanging Pot Daoist glanced at the old man who was meditating, his lips trembled slightly, and then he looked at Wu Haotian and said: "This is my senior brother, originally he was the head of Qingfeng Guan, but ten years ago, I don't know why it became like this, weak to the extreme, he could still talk to me a few years ago, but the more time passes, the weaker his body becomes, and now he can only rely on formations and medicines to maintain his vitality, but this is not a long-term solution." ”

Wu Haotian didn't speak, he was still thinking about what the old man and Li Ming had in common.

This time he went to Nanyun, and Wu Haotian was 100% sure that Li Ming would become like this, and he was from the Shen family.

Zhou Tong's partner Scar was also quickly deprived of his vitality, and from Shen Hong's mouth, Wu Haotian also successively took out the matter that several elders of the Shen family often went to the world to deprive people of their vitality.

But is the head of such a powerful and long-standing Taoist temple as Qingfeng Temple no match for the Shen family?

No way!

Things are far from being as simple as they seem.

Wu Haotian thought for a moment and asked, "I don't know, before your senior brother became like this, did you have a conflict with Nanyun's Shen family, or did you go to Nanyun?" ”

The old man shook his head, he knew the Nanyun Shen family, but the Nanyun Shen family couldn't hurt his senior brother even if the old ancestor made a move, so it could be ruled out.

Well? No, the Shen family?

Isn't there also a Shen family in the Hidden Gate?