Su Muyun.

As soon as he heard this name, Fang Yuanshu remembered the beautiful senior he saw at the Yingxian Reception the day before yesterday.

Su Muyun's face is like a spring moon, her skin is like clotted fat, her body is plump, dignified and charming, and she is definitely a rare beauty among female monks.

If an ordinary woman looks like this and comes to her brother Fang Xing, then she will probably be vigilant and even secretly resort.

After all, when Fang Xing was in the limelight back then, I don't know how many Sichun girls were around - it was all her good sister who worked hard behind her back to send them away one by one.

Otherwise, Fang Xing's first year as Long Aotian may be in the harem, where can he wait until now.

But this time, for the arrival of this beautiful senior, Fang Yuanshu only felt welcome.

"Senior Su!" Su Muyun and Fang Xing's strength and status are very different, Fang Yuanshu doesn't think that she can have anything to do with her brother.

Now that she heard that there was such a Jindan senior who was proficient in medicine and wanted to heal her brother's body in person, she immediately got up and tidied up her appearance, and followed her brother to greet her out respectfully.

The high-ranking monks are not afraid of cold and heat. Pushing open the door, I saw that Su Muyun was still wearing a green gauze dress in the wind and snow, and her plump curves were faintly visible under the cold wind, and she was glamorous.

"Senior Su." Fang Xing didn't dare to be charming to this senior who was not most years older than him, so he just greeted him with a courtesy.

Su Muyun got straight to the point and said, "What I'm going to do today, Senior Brother Wuwu should have told you yesterday, right?" ”

"Yes." Fang Xing nodded.

"That's good." Su Muyun didn't talk much nonsense with his junior.

She took out a large package of herbs from the storage ring and threw it into Fang Yuanshu's hand: "You go and boil this packet of elixir in a cauldron, and make a medicinal bath for your brother later." ”

"Medicated bath?" Fang Xing had a bad premonition:

I said that I was just doing health care, why did I take it off as soon as I came up?

You can't take off this dress. He has 100 points of good fortune in his body, but anything can happen.

Fortunately, Su Muyun only said seriously: "Later, I will first use the golden needle qi technique to condition your body." ”

"I'll give those elixirs to your sister to boil, and I'll soak them when I'm gone." Soaking for an hour can almost play the role of strengthening muscles and bones, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the yuan. ”

"Okay." Fang Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It appears to be formal health care. The system is not sick today.

Fang Yuanshu did not doubt him. She happily took the big package of herbs from Su Muyun's hand, and then turned her head and ran to the bath room: "Senior Su, you are busy, I'll go and prepare now!" ”

And Su Muyun urged in a businesslike manner: "Go in, just find a place to sit down." ”

"Yes." Fang Xing returned to the house and sat down cross-legged on the collapse.

And then almost not a second was wasted, not a word of gossip was said ... Su Muyun waved his hand and summoned dozens of delicate golden needles that flickered with spiritual energy, and used his aura to control them to fly and spin, and finally stabbed at the dozens of acupoints on Fang Xing's body with unmistakable accuracy.

Su Muyun is worthy of being a master of medical Taoism. There is no need for him to take off his clothes to distinguish the acupuncture points, and he will pierce into it without any difference through his clothes.

"I'll measure your breath next, you can adjust your breath and let me do as you like."

"Yes." Seeing that this service process is so formal, Fang Xing is more relieved.

Su Muyun didn't even touch his body from beginning to end, just stood quietly beside him, and with the preaching of those spiritual golden needles, she crossed her aura into his body.

Fang Xing only felt that there was a pure aura, which was continuously infused from the outside world, and silently moistened his limbs and internal organs.

After Su Muyun completed all this, he simply maintained the operation of the aura, found a chair by himself, flipped through the book from the storage ring, and read it by himself.

"The aura infiltration needs to last for two moments to maintain the maximum effect. Then you sit still and wait until the time is up. ”

Su Muyun flipped through the book in his hand and commanded without raising his head.

"Yes, Senpai." Fang Xing continued to sit still.

But Su Muyun only cared about reading and didn't speak, he felt bored after sitting for so long. So he couldn't help but glance at it to see what kind of good book it was, which attracted the attention of this senior.

I saw that it was a hand-copied book, and on the cover it was written in Juanxiu's handwriting:

"Fang Xing's Poetry Collection."

Fang Xing: "......"

"Senpai." He couldn't help but ask, "Are you reading my poems?" ”

"Hmm." Su Muyun didn't seem to want to deal with him, so he just snorted lightly.

Fang Xing couldn't figure it out. How could anyone sit in front of him and read his poems and give him a cold face?

"I just love your poems, not your people." Su Muyun noticed the confusion in his eyes.

She stretched out her slender jade fingers and turned a page on the poetry book unhurriedly: "The person in this poem is chanting 'will be at the top of the mountain, and see the mountains at a glance', what about you?" ”

"The person in this poem said, 'I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone', what about you now?"

"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't find the source, I would have suspected where you copied these poems."

Ahem. Fang Xing was a little embarrassed.

Su Muyun's attitude was lukewarm, so he simply enjoyed the medical care quietly, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Fang Yuanshu had been busy cooking medicine in the bath room, and the two of them sat quietly facing each other, slowly surviving these two quarters of an hour.

"Almost." Su Muyun slowly closed the book and said, "I'll get you a needle now, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

"Yes..."Fang Xing didn't even say the word, it turned into a soft shout: "Hiss..."

Su Muyun waved his hand lightly, and roughly pulled out the Yunling golden needles that had pierced into the acupuncture points in one go.

Especially the golden needles that pierced his fingertips.

When Su Muyun pulled it out violently, his fingers seemed to have been cut by a knife, and even blood was gurgling out.

"Don't be nervous. If your blood is too strong after recuperation, it is good for you to have some blood. Su Muyun still looked cold.

She touched Fang Xing with her hand for the first time, but she grabbed his hand with a strong attitude, ready to cast a spell for him to stop the bleeding: "It's just a small injury..."

"Boom~" What is the sound?

Fang Xing was slightly stunned.

But I saw that the cold look on Su Muyun's face suddenly froze, and it was replaced by a... Hot?

"Boom~" The voice sounded again.

Fang Xing finally knew what the sound was, it seemed to be...

Su Muyun was swallowing saliva.

"Senpai?" Fang Xing secretly felt bad.

In the next second, he felt his bleeding fingers being caught off guard...

"Senpai? You—Can you stop talking first..."

"Ah~"

"Hmm..."Su Muyun woke up like a dream.

On her cold jade-like face, two seductive blush suddenly flew up. Then she finally stopped her concentration on enjoying the "finger sucking original chicken", and spit out the "chicken bone" that had been eaten and wiped clean.

"Senior..."Fang Xing looked over vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”

How can anyone lose control at the sight of blood?

Are you still a righteous monk?

Facing Fang Xing's suspicious gaze, Su Muyun's expression quickly returned to calm.

She gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief before saying, "I'm just too addicted to medicine to smell this elixir for a while." ”

"Elixir?" Fang Xing was puzzled.

"Yes..."Su Muyun looked at him with blazing eyes: "Fang Xing, your blood is probably not ordinary. It's simply a great elixir. You... Don't you smell that smell? ’

"Strange fragrance?" Where?

"It's also..."I only heard that Su Muyun was really confused, and muttered to himself: "Your cultivation is too low, I'm afraid you won't be able to detect that special... Spirit? Or rather, Xianyun? ”

"But there must be something extraordinary about your blood. There must be! Otherwise, it wouldn't be even me... Uncontrollable. ”

Fang Xing was stunned and speechless. Is his blood really that powerful?

"Wait..."

At this moment, Fang Xing suddenly thought of his own blood sword that had inexplicably risen to level 10.

And the entry that he has ignored for a long time:

"[Reincarnation of Immortals]: The power of the Ancient Immortals sleeps in your blood."