Even in the first month, there are not a few pedestrians on the road.

Many of them are running merchants, and some are driving ox carts to relatives. It's just that there is no snow during the New Year, and I always feel that something is missing.

Restoring the appearance of Tsing Yi with a sword on his back, Liu Jingxun squatted a white cat on his shoulder, and one person and one cat walked on the official road with a lot of people, which caused many people to look sideways.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, at noon, many caravans set up tents to rest beside the official road. The sun is poisonous on the top, the wine and meat in the tent are fat, and after only a short rest, it is the first day of the new year.

When Liu Jingxun walked by, the little white cat stared at the tent with a pair of vertical pupils, and unconsciously, saliva had dripped onto Liu Jingxun's shoulder.

Liu Jingxun raised his hand helplessly, and the white cat hurriedly took a sip and stretched out his front paw to stop Liu Jingxun's arm.

Liu Jing was extremely angry, glared and said, "Whatever you eat, you drink, what's wrong with touching it?"

The little white cat showed a look of disdain, but the loss was that she couldn't speak, otherwise she would have to burst out and say, "I haven't touched meat in the past few days."

Liu Jingxun simply stood still, turned the white cat's head to the tent, and poured a sip of wine himself.

"You can take a look at it, let's go through the slaughter gate and chew it, and remember the beauty of wine and meat!"

It's a loss that the white cat hasn't read, otherwise he would have scolded at this time.

I couldn't eat it, the white cat meowed, and it was draped on Liu Jingxun's shoulder, hanging as if drying clothes.

Holding a kitten is actually very popular with children, especially those teenagers and girls.

After a few steps forward, it was just an uphill slope, an old cow was pulling the cart in front, and a middle-aged man was pushing the cart behind, and there was a futon on the cart, and a little boy was lying in it, and the child's eyes were tightly closed.

There are some buckets on the slope, and it is difficult for the car to go up.

Walking up quickly, Liu Jingxun helped push the cart, and the little white cat jumped on the ox cart and tilted his head to look at his master's cart.

The middle-aged man didn't care to speak, only turned his head and smiled kindly at Liu Jingxun.

Turning over this shaking slope, the middle-aged man hurriedly ran to the front and grabbed the reins of the old cow.

After the ox cart stabilized, the middle-aged man said, "This cow is old, old, and can't do anything, thank you little brother for helping."

Liu Jingxun smiled and waved his hand, "It's just a matter of raising your hands."

After a pause, Liu Jingxuan still couldn't help but ask, "Who is this kid?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "My son, he fell the year before last and couldn't stand up again. No, I'll just take my old buddy and pull the child around to seek medical treatment. I heard that there was an old immortal in Chicheng Mountain in front of me, who was very good at medicine, so I wanted to take my child to see it, and I have been gone for several months."

The little white cat leaned over and rubbed the little boy with her head, and when she turned her head, it was a begging look.

Liu Jingxun scolded with a smile: "You dead cat is kind-hearted, what's the matter, I won't be saved when I die?"

Turning around, Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "I happen to know some medical skills, if my brother is relieved, why don't you let me take a look?"

The middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes hurriedly surrendered his hand, "I can't ask for it, I can't thank you enough!"

Liu Jingxun pointed to the child's forehead, and in just a moment, his brows furrowed.

The middle-aged man muttered a little in his heart, saying that he had never seen a pulse on his forehead. But when he saw the young man with the sword on his back, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Little brother? This ......."

Liu Jingxuan withdrew his fingers, smiled slightly, and said softly, "It's okay, I'll go to that Chicheng Mountain with you to find that old miracle doctor." It's a little troublesome, but it's not that there is no way, let's go to the old doctor first, if his method is better than mine, use his, if in the end it's better than mine, then use mine."

The middle-aged man was skeptical, but he still arched his hand and said a few words of thanks. In fact, he felt that this young man actually had no choice, but he couldn't get over his face, so he said that he wanted to go together.

Chicheng Mountain is not far away, it is thirty miles away, and it is still in the territory of the Confusal Country, but whether it is the head of the Qi Refiner Mountain, Liu Jingxun really doesn't know. c

As for this child, it was deceased

It is intended that the aura will block a few meridians, and it will not hurt the child, but will only make him unable to move. Moreover, those blocked tendons and veins, on the contrary, became crystal clear under the nourishment of those few spiritual qis, as long as these blocked tendons and veins were opened, this child could become a qi refiner in an instant.

Therefore, no matter how Liu Jingxuan looks, this is like someone gave him an opportunity, not harming him.

To dredge those tendons and veins, it is very easy for Liu Jingxun. But he was also afraid that he would do something wrong with good intentions, in case it was really the hard work of a certain qi refiner, and he rashly helped dredge the meridians, it was not a chance in vain.

Liu Jingxuan asked, "Before this child got sick, did anyone in the family come to the house, or did anything strange happen?"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a while and said, "There's nothing strange about it, but before Shanwa fell, there was a person at home who asked for food, and I didn't want to give steamed buns and pickles, so I had to eat meat and drink wine. My family is not a rich family, and the mountain baby happened to catch yellow eel in the field that day, so she gave the flower child a bowl of yellow eel noodles. Other than that, there's nothing strange about it. Little brother, what is this for?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, didn't the eldest brother say that there are still thirty miles of land? Let's hurry and get there before dark."

It is the foot strength of ordinary people, and they can walk three or four miles in half an hour, and it is just noon, and it is very late to leave the continent, so before dark, they can walk no matter what.

Walking to the flat place, Liu Jingxun stepped onto the ox cart, reached out and pressed the little boy's forehead, and smiled, "Open your eyes, it's okay, you will definitely be fine."

At the same time, Liu Jingxun said something with ripples of aura that only the child could hear, "Mountain baby, I can really cure you, I am an immortal."

At the same time, he shook some small spells, and there was a brilliant brilliance in Shanwa's mind, and the child was shocked.

It's just that when he talks about the word immortal, Liu Jingxuan always feels panicked.

Fortunately, the little boy opened his eyes and muttered, "Really?"

Liu Jingxuan nodded, "Really, why are you lying to you?"

The middle-aged man who was driving the car in front heard his son's voice, and hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that there was more light in his son's eyes than before, and the man hurriedly turned around, his eyes moist.

Liu Jingxun patted the mountain baby, put the white cat beside him, and then jumped out of the ox cart and sat in front.

Taking a sip of wine, Liu Jingxun said with a smile, "Big brother, I really don't worry, it can really be cured."

The middle-aged man wiped his tears, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, "My name is Yang Shuye, and his name is Yang Shanwa."

Liu Jingxuan grinned, "My name is Liu Jingxuan, and that cat is called Bai Xiaomeow."

The little white cat in the rear whimpered and leaned on Yang Shanwa's face dejectedly.

After all, I still haven't escaped the fate of being called Bai Xiao or something!

Seeing that Liu Jingxun poured a sip of wine from time to time, Yang Shuye asked, "Looking at Brother Liu's appearance, although he is a Jianghu person, he should have been born in a wealthy family, right?"

Liu Jingxun was curious: "Why do you say this?"

Yang Shuye said with a smile: "It is said that the poor are rich in martial arts, and those who have no money at home cannot afford to practice martial arts. Besides, with your drinking method, the money for drinks alone can bring down a family."

Liu Jingzhuo's words made Liu Jingxuan laugh, and the young man said with a smile: "I won't tell you, I am the prince of a country, and I am not short of money. Therefore, when I arrived at the Chicheng Mountain, the money for the treatment of the disease was wrapped up in me."

The middle-aged man's face was the same, but he sighed in his heart.

This young man has a very good heart, but he likes to brag.

At the same time, there is an extremely high mountain peak, and the black and white twins fall on the chessboard at the top of the mountain at the same time.

A young man said, "Pull me in? Knowing I wouldn't bet on him. So far, all I can see is that he didn't save the innkeeper. He is still nosy, and he is not in a hurry about his own affairs at all, what great things can such a person do?"

But an old man on the other side smiled coldly and said, "Does it mean that only self-interested people can do great things? You Ji Wenjing has been self-interested all your life, and now you have done something for this world

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Several illusory figures on the side laughed.

"The Ji clan is really okay! Back then, Liu Guzhou begged to come to the door, but no one paid attention to him at all, but now Xuanyan Lao'er took the initiative to put on a show, but his uncle was not optimistic about his nephew, and Lao Tzu was here to teach his son a lesson."

The two people who just landed were Ji Wenjing and Ji Qin.

This is the top of a mountain, but there is no place in the world, and everyone present is only brought here by Xuanyan, and the lowest is just the phantom of a monk in the realm of Hedao.

A rickety old man who was sitting in the corner and had never spoken slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "Then wait and see!"

Ji Wenjing didn't dare to say anything to his father, but turned his head to look at the old man.

"He, Liu Jingxun, doesn't even know that he has fallen into the Tao, and he needs Xuanyan to remind him, isn't he a fool?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge figure arrived, it was an ancient stubbornness.

The giant beast phantom waved his hand and threw a sunspot, and said coldly, "Just him?"

The rickety old man closed his eyes again, it has only been a few years, and there are already more blacks on the chessboard than whites.

He said indifferently: "Don't worry, anyway, everyone has a chance to regret it."

This means that betting on black or white doesn't decide anything until the actual market closes. Because every Qi Refiner who has ever been to the top of this mountain has a chance to overturn it and start over.

Xuanyan Lao Dao appeared out of thin air, smiled slightly, and said, "After opening this game of chess, I will not interfere with how you choose, everyone just watch patiently."

After a pause, Xuanyan said again, "By the way, remind you that those who haven't bet yet should hurry. When Liu Jingxun walked out of Yanggu, the top of the mountain here would cease to exist, and the first game would end here. In the second game, there was no chessboard."

Following the gaze of the old Taoist priest to Lizhou, in the night, an ox cart stopped at the foot of Chicheng Mountain.

The middle-aged man carried his son on his back, and the young man squatted on his shoulder with a white cat and an eight-edged iron sword behind his back.