"It's not that easy."

"Even if the Wudang Sect is here, it may not be able to save our mother."

Just when everyone thought there was hope.

Xu Gaoxiong was cold and poured a basin of cold water on everyone.

Xu Gaoxiong didn't want the young man who treated her like his own flesh and blood to live longer.

But as she gets older, the more she knows.

The more you know how difficult it is.

In the Yin School Palace, I learned a lot about the three teachings.

Something like this to save the lives of the dying from the ghost gate is no less than the fantasy of resurrecting the dead.

Even the famous big names in history may not have done it.

Eight hundred years ago, Lu Dongxuan may have the ability, but he will definitely not do it, and the only one who wandered around time in the form of a celestial man four hundred years ago could do it.

A hundred years ago, the dragon and tiger Qi Xuanzhen could also do it.

In addition, she didn't think that anyone else in Kyushu today could have this kind of ability.

And the legendary characters she knows are only possible, not 100%.

The possibility of Wu Changqing wanting to save their mother is simply minimal.

Except for the ignorant three-year-old child, no one here understood this truth.

They were all silent.

At this time, the corner of the courtyard.

The purple clothes who were warming up with the crane newspaper group alone realized it later, and looked at everyone in the venue like monsters one by one.

He ...... He is Xu Xiao's son! ”

has already reacted, and he is now trapped in Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the mansion of the largest feudal lord in Liyang.

Like a frightened chick, huddled in a corner in fear.

In his heart, he was even more shocked by Wu Changqing's true identity.

She had always relied on her identity as the daughter of the Xuanyuan family, and she didn't look at the heirs of the absolute majority of the forces in the world at all.

Even the Wu family's sword mound, which is known as the forbidden place for martial artists, can also look at it calmly.

Only facing the Beiliang Palace, she didn't dare to make a mistake at all.

They Xuanyuan Time is not even a fart in front of the biggest vassal king.

Back then, Xu Xiaoma stepped on the rivers and lakes, wasn't it a martial arts tyrant like their Xuanyuan family......

Since Wu Changqing entered the hospital, it has been three full days.

There wasn't much movement coming from inside.

Xu Xiao sat in the courtyard for three days, and he slept all the time.

The six righteous sons also came to this courtyard every day as soon as it was dawn, and accompanied Xu Xiao to wait for the results.

During this period, Tuowei Shuyang made a pilgrimage to the Taoist ancestral court and prayed for his mother.

Until the evening of the third day.

Wu Su's door was slowly pushed open from the inside.

Everyone who had already gathered looked at the door expectantly.

Everyone looked at the three days with a look of surprise, and there were already many white-haired teenagers, and slowly walked out of the room with a tired expression.

The boy's face was slightly pale, but he still walked equally, with a slight smile on his face.

While everyone was deeply shocked when they saw this scene, they also knew the final result somewhat.

One by one, they rushed into the room with excited expressions.

Only Xu Xiao slowly got up and came to his most beloved son.

"Qing'er, hard work."

There is no complicated outpouring of feelings.

Xu Xiao, who was full of relief, just clenched Wu Changqing's palm with one hand and gently patted Wu Changqing's shoulder with the other.

Then he turned and walked into the room.

Soon.

Xu Fengnian's joyful laughter came from the room.

The whole room seemed to be a lot lighter.

When everyone walked out of the room excitedly, they wanted to express their complex emotions with Wu Changqing.

There is still Wu Changqing's figure outside the house.

Listen to the tide outside the lake.

"Is the princess okay?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked with some curiosity.

She didn't know when she had caught up with Wu Changqing's footsteps.

The two wandered idly in the palace.

Before I knew it, I came to this listening tide lake.

"It's a breath of relief for the time being."

Wu Changqing put his hands behind his back, walked in this place where he was not familiar enough, and sighed softly.

"You're not going to give part of your Shouyuan to the princess, are you?!"

After receiving that affirmative answer, Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Heh, you're really whimsical."

"Passing on the life of the ...... I've seen too much of those made-up travelogues. ”

Wu Changqing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but be a little speechless.

But he didn't pass on his longevity to Wu Su.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

Even if he is on the path of cultivating immortals, such a thing as Shouyuan is something that a person is born sick and dies.

If you can extract Shouyuan from your body, you will turn into the spirit of heaven and earth and escape from the world.

It will not be absorbed by others at all.

What he did was just to continuously instill nearly half of his aura in the past five years into Wu Su's body.

The tendons and veins in Wu Su's body have already been broken.

If you want to repair all these eighty percent of the veins, even if it is aura, it is difficult to do it.

Fortunately, he had an idea, and found another one.

The sword goes sideways, and the source is traced.

Wu Su was forced into the realm of Sword Immortals back then, which caused physical damage.

He used the sword path to cure the disease, and used the natural sword fetus as a guide to forcibly absorb the residual sword immortal power in Wu Su's body.

The body of a warrior is the container, and the will, internal force, and sword intent are the water that fills the container.

The containers are in tatters.

This water will only cause the container to burst faster.

He sucked up all the water in the other person's body and poured it into even clearer water.

Let this broken thing that cannot be hollowed out all at once become a castle in the sky.

Under his large amount of aura infusion, Wu Su had no cultivation at all, and then slowly began to heal himself.

If only she could comprehend it during this period and transform her aura into her own strength.

It's not impossible to regain some of its original strength.

But none of that matters anymore.

The important thing is that Wu Su was rescued.

And Wu Changqing actually benefited greatly, and the natural sword fetus gradually had the opportunity to make up for perfection during this period.

Overall, everyone was happy.

Inside Beiliang City.

Originally, three days ago, the people who had already learned the news had prepared vegetarian shrouds one by one and made white paper lanterns hanging from the eaves.

Waiting for the day when Princess Beiliang, who they admired, died.

And they sent the city to them.

It turned out to be three days of waiting.

didn't wait for Princess Beiliang to die of illness, but another gossip came out.

Wu Su...... It's okay.

Not to mention those other forces hiding in Beiliang City, especially the spies from Liyang, who looked like they had eaten.

Let's say that all the people of the city will turn white to red on this day.

It's obviously not a solar term holiday.

But it is a festive red lantern hanging high, and the whole city is very lively, comparable to the Spring Festival.

And all kinds of news spread by Bei Liang.

Only this one made all the forces moved!