Jing Wushu froze.

He stared at Fan Li and found that the other party was looking at him sincerely.

Silent.

Deathly silence.

In the side hall, there seems to be some crooked wind blowing.

Jing Wushu subconsciously wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

His resolute cheeks also flashed with a hint of distorted unnaturalness.

"I'm sorry, Long Yang...... I really can't accept it, and I will repay it in other ways, can't I? ”

Fan Li was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"!"

He cursed.

"Ahem!"

"That...... Misunderstanding. ”

"What I mean, I hope you will join the Great Jin Kingdom and serve as the president of the Supervision Yuan."

Fan Li hurriedly explained that his original intention was to recruit Xuantian Sect as the team leader of the Great Jin Supervision Yuan.

Now that there was only Jing Wushu left in Xuantian Sect, he asked him to start from scratch and build the framework of the Supervision Yuan.

The misunderstanding was clarified, but Jing Wushu still did not agree immediately.

"Your Excellency, Invincible should not have refused."

"In fact, Xuantian Sect's style of acting shouldn't have been living in the mountains for a long time."

"Just ......"

Jing is invincible, and it is difficult to speak.

Qingyun Sect held the body of the ancestor Jing Ke, and Jing Wushu wanted to unlock the secret of [Yi Shui Han], and he had to take the body back!

But now, Xuantian Sect is the only one left dead, what capital is there to fight with Qingyun Sect?

The sect was destroyed, and the remains of the ancestors have not been recovered.

Jing Wushu felt that he was burdened with countless hatreds and responsibilities, but he couldn't do anything.

He was ashamed, blamed, and ashamed!

Even, if he refused Fan Li's words, he didn't have the face to say it!

"There is one more thing, I forgot to tell Brother Jing."

Fan Li clapped his hands.

Outside the side hall, several Qingyun Sect disciples had been waiting for a long time.

They carried in an ice coffin and placed it gently in front of them.

The ice coffin is crystal clear, like a fine work of art, and it is actually carved from a whole piece of ice.

A Xuanbing ice coffin like this one only needs to be infused with spiritual energy regularly, and you will never have to worry about melting.

Inside the ice coffin, the body of a man lay quietly.

Although it has been thousands of years, the appearance of the man's knife carving can still be seen to be somewhat similar to Jing Wuving!

On closer inspection, the man's face was calm, as if he was sleeping peacefully.

But he had multiple scars all over his body, several of which were even more fatal!

"Brother Jing."

"I have persuaded the head of the Jade Divine Son to sell Jing Ke's body."

Hearing Fan Li say this, Jing Wushu sat up from the bed excitedly!

His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief!

"This ...... How can it be?! ”

In fact, Jing Wushu had never seen the remains of his ancestors.

But just by looking at the ice coffin, Jing Wushu felt the blood in his body surge!

He had no doubts about the authenticity of the body in the ice coffin!

"When the head of the Jade Divine Son heard what happened to Brother Jing, he expressed deep sympathy."

"He let Jing Ke's body go, and asked me to hand it over to Brother Jing, hoping that Qingyun Sect will turn war with the Jing clan into jade silk from now on."

Fan Li wanted to subdue Jing Wuving, but he didn't take the big credit alone.

His goal was to subdue the Jade Divine Son and Jing Invincible together.

The contradiction between these two people has lasted for thousands of years, counting the ancestors.

If you don't take the opportunity to resolve it now, you will be a minister with the court in the future, and it will not be beautiful if there is another conflict.

As for the cost of buying Jing Ke's body, Yu Shenzi offered a high price, and Fan Li didn't bargain, so he agreed very happily!

"You...... Called Fan Li? ”

Jing Wuving's eyes were fixed on Fan Li, and his speech was extremely slow.

"Yes."

"Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty?"

"That's right."

Fan Li's answer was like a stream, and he calmly looked at Jing Wuji.

"Your Majesty the Emperor......" Jing Wushu said slowly: "I want to borrow the Qingyun Sect to retreat for half a month, during this period, neither Your Majesty nor the Qingyun Sect will come to disturb me, is it okay?" ”

He doesn't surrender, he doesn't give thanks, but he wants to retreat, and Fan Li is not allowed to disturb him?

This attitude is already a bit rude.

Fan Li asked rhetorically, "Is half a month enough?" You don't have to rush, we have plenty of time. ”

"That's enough." Jing Wushu said categorically: "In half a month, I will give Your Majesty an explanation." ”

Hand over?

What's the explanation?

Jing Wushu didn't say anything, and Fan Li didn't ask.

It is also a test of the trust between the two parties.

"Good!"

Fan Li turned around and strode towards the outside of the side hall.

"I've been waiting for you for half a month!"

Claiming to be the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, Fan Li is still the first time.

……

…………

Time passes day by day.

Jade Shenzi couldn't sit still.

According to Fan Li's request, he did not skimp on medicinal materials, and sent a bowl of Changchun soup to the side hall every day.

It's a pity that it's for Jing Wushu to eat?

"That poor ghost and reckless man, who eats old ways and lives old ways, what's going on?" Yu Shenzi stroked his beard, and the more he thought about it, the more awkward he felt.

Although Fan Li promised, Jing Wushu would pay for all the expenses.

However, is Fan Li necessarily reliable?

During these days, Fan Li often walked around with the Jade Shenzi.

In addition to praising the extraordinary inheritance of the Qingyun Sect and the outstanding medical skills of the Jade Divine Son, he also faintly revealed the meaning of wooing.

"Fan Li also wants to win over Lao Dao?"

"Why?"

"His origin, Lao Dao hasn't carefully inquired about it."

"Seeing that Fan Li is so young, talented, and generous, it is very likely that he was born in a wealthy family. Even, it could be the prince of which dynasty? ”

The more Jade Shenzi thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

He was a little excited, but also a little distressed.

The Qingyun Sect took refuge in one faction, and he didn't have to worry about the sect's livelihood from now on.

However, the Central Plains has not yet been reunified, and it is not a small risk to take refuge in one side.

Yu Shenzi was especially worried that after sending people under the fence, he would be busy with all kinds of entertainment and would not be able to study the medical Tao carefully.

"No way!"

"Even if you owe Fan a favor, try to pay him back."

"It's a reckless move to easily entrust yourself and the sect out!"

"It's better to be still than to be still, it's better for Qingyun Sect to maintain the status quo."

Yu Shenzi was thinking about it, but saw a familiar figure standing outside the house.

It's Fan Li.

He was dressed in a brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, a warm smile, and an elegant and noble son.

The Jade Shenzi was stunned, and his heart was also cranky.

"With Fan Li's character, His Majesty must be generous and benevolent."

"At least, he shouldn't be a cold lord who shares hardships and hardships, prosperity and hardship."

Thinking like this, the Jade Shenzi actually had a moment of yearning.

He shook his head, shaking off the distractions.

"Xiaoyou came early today."

"Come on in and taste the old 10,000-year-old spring."

Yu Shenzi personally poured water to make tea, and his technique was sophisticated and authentic.

Fan Li was already a regular customer, and he sat down opposite the Jade Shenzi with a light car, and took a small sip of the teacup.

"In the 10,000-year-old spring cultivated by the Qingyun Sect with medical Taoism, the younger generation is not tired of drinking no matter how much he drinks." Fan Li said with a smile: "Slightly bitter, sweet, mellow, and clear, it is really the best in tea." ”

Hearing him praise him like this, Yu Shenzi felt like a bosom friend and smiled from ear to ear.

"It's just that the fragrance of tea is also afraid of the mountains."

"Ten thousand years of spring hidden in the mountains of Nanling, when will the world be able to taste its fragrance?"

Fan Li was talking about tea, but he was obviously referring to something.

The best fragrant tea will also be buried in the mountains.

Isn't it a pity that the head of the Qingyun Sect's medical path is also buried in the deep mountains?

"This ......"

Jade Shenzi smiled awkwardly and couldn't answer.

He is not a hermit, and he also has the regret that he has not met his talents and his pearl is covered with dust.

However, how easy is it for Qingyun Sect to be born?

Especially Fan Li, with this kid's background strength, is he qualified enough to let Qingyun Sect go out of the mountain?

(End of chapter)