"Xingluohai!" Mr. repeated slowly.

"Sir, do you know?" asked Su Mai excitedly.

"I don't know!" replied the gentleman.

"What is the matter with the two of you here?" he smiled, and the gentleman replied.

"My friend is seriously injured, and I heard that my husband is good at Qihuang art, so he has come to seek medical treatment!" Su Mai looked at the woman beside him.

Lu Yunxi smiled lightly, and blessed Mr. Chao.

"It's in God, it's not in the skin!" said the gentleman, glancing at it.

"Exactly!" Su Mai was taken aback, this gentleman has not yet been asked for a pulse, how can he know that Lu Yunxi is injured in the soul?

When Lu Yunxi heard this, he was also shocked, it seems that this gentleman is indeed not as simple as an ordinary doctor.

Even so, there is no need to hide it.

"Mr. Gaoming, the little woman was accidentally injured a few days ago, her soul was damaged, and then she was in distress several times, causing the dantian to dry up, and now the cultivation is lost, I don't know if Mr. has a good plan?"

"It's not easy!" Mr. Fu looked at Lu Yunxi again and sighed lightly.

When Su Mai heard this, he was very excited, and the meaning of this gentleman's words seemed to be not impossible.

hurriedly looked at Lu Yunxi, but saw that the woman also had a happy face.

"Please also ask Mr. for advice!" Su Mai hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, and Lu Yunxi followed.

"No hurry!" saw the gentleman wave his hand.

"Come in and talk about it!"

The two men followed and entered the hut.

This thatched cottage looks very simple from the outside, but after the two of them enter the room, they feel quite elegant.

On the inner wall, with bamboo pieces as decoration, the size and thickness have been carefully selected, it seems, the green is abundant, for some reason, the ordinary bamboo pieces are gray and yellow color for a long time, and here, but like the newly picked new bamboo, there is no decay.

A guqin, placed in the central hall, and in the wall behind it, there is a picture of "Panasonic Yi Xiantu", which tells the story of a woodcutter with an axe watching the immortal Panasonic play.

On the right side of the hall, there is a bamboo stove to boil water, the charcoal fire is red, several grass mounds are scattered on the side of the bamboo table in front of the stove, it seems that this gentleman grass hut, there are often guests.

"Sit down!" Mr. sat down, holding the pot in his hand, washing the cup and making tea, his movements were gentle, as if he were flowing smoothly, meticulously.

Su Mai looked at it and secretly admired it, Mr. was in a calm state of mind, and he was a person with a big pattern.

"Sir, Miss Lu's illness ......" After a moment of silence, Su Mai finally couldn't help it and asked.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Mr. say: "If the soul is damaged, you can also meditate and recover, this dantian is depleted, but it is very tricky!"

Seeing that both of them leaned over slightly, looking very eager, Mr. slowly brewed tea, divided it with the two, and then said: "This ruin village, hanging lonely on the big lake, there is nothing to warm the dantian, this thing is not easy!"

"Wenyang Dantian?" When Su Mai heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought about it for a long time before he remembered that he still had something on his body.

"Sir, this double impotence cream may be used?"

"Chongyang ointment?" Mr. was slightly surprised, raised his head slightly, and asked again, "You have this?"

Su Mai was very happy when he saw his expression, so he hurriedly replied: "The younger generation was fortunate enough to find a piece in a beehive!"

"Oh, that's a coincidence!" Mr. smiled indifferently, and then said to Lu Yunxi: "The girl is very lucky, and the double yang cream does have some effect!"

When Lu Yunxi heard this, his face was happy, and he was rarely a little excited.

"However, this thing is not a cure!" the gentleman said lightly when he saw this.

"Dare to ask sir, what can be cured?" Su Mai asked anxiously.

"There are things, but I'm afraid you won't be able to get them!" replied the gentleman.

"Please sir!"

"In the depths of this grassy lake, there is a great fog that does not disperse all year round, have you ever heard?" said the gentleman.

Su Mai nodded and said, "I heard a little!"

"There is a lonely mountain in the mist, and there is a thousand-leaf lotus on the mountain, if you can get the heart of the wooden lotus back, there will be some hope. The gentleman raised his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the great lake at the foot of the mountain.

"Sir, what is the danger in this fog?" Lu Yunxi hurriedly asked when he heard this.

"A thousand souls cry together, and a hundred ghosts walk at night!" Mr. replied, and then refilled the tea for the two, and continued: "In addition, there is a poisonous miasma in the fog, and those who enter it have many corpses and bones, even those who have cultivated to a high level, it is difficult to retreat with their whole body, let alone enter the lonely mountain!"

"In such a dangerous place, how can this Thousand Leaves Lotus be obtained!" Lu Yunxi's face darkened, with Su Mai's cultivation, entering this fog was a dead end.

"Sir, is there a way to enter?" Su Mai listened to this gentleman's tone, it seemed that he had an intention, he could see at a glance that Lu Yun was injured in his soul, and he could also see that he had no cultivation, but he proposed this matter of taking the Thousand Leaves Lotus, so he would naturally point to something, and it was impossible to let him go to death in vain.

"Full moon night!" said the gentleman with a light sip.

"On the night of the full moon, will you be fine?" asked Su Mai anxiously.

"At that time, all the evils came out, and the essence of the moon was thought to be cultivated, if you can manage to avoid it and go up to the lonely mountain, you may have a chance. The gentleman's eyes were clear, and he replied.

"Very good, then I'll go to the lonely mountain and explore!" Su Mai grabbed the teacup in front of him, drank it all, and then replied loudly.

The gentleman smiled, but did not answer.

"By the way, sir, where was that Qianye Mulus born and what does it look like?" After a while, Su Mai suddenly remembered something and asked again.

"I don't know!" the gentleman shook his head, replied, thought for a moment, and said, "Perhaps, when you really get to the mountain, you will be able to find it!"

"Thousand Leaves Lotus ......" Su Mai thought for a while, then nodded, and said: "There are so many lotus flowers in this leaf, it shouldn't be difficult to find!"

"Perhaps!" replied the gentleman.

The three of them chatted for a long time, and Su Maifu asked some more about the lake, but when he mentioned the Confession Immortal Pavilion, Mr. said that he didn't know anything, and he had never even seen the stone tablet.

Su Mai thought that Mr. had come to this point, at most it would not be a hundred years, but the stele had been buried for a long time, and he lived in seclusion, and he had no intention of taking care of the affairs in the village, so he did not know that this repentant immortal pavilion was also ordinary.

After thinking about it, he didn't ask any more questions.

Right now, there are still a few days left before that moonlit night, Su Mai thought to himself, first go to Lu Sanyu to learn the art of boat control, and if you want to explore the lonely mountain, you must at least go to the lake first.

Although Lu Yunxi was very worried, Su Mai had already made up her mind, and she couldn't stop it.

The gentleman was noncommittal about this, and after a long time, he said that there was something else to do, and ordered them to go down the mountain and come back the next day.

Su Mai and the two said goodbye and returned to Lao Lutou's small courtyard.

Xu is the master has a spirit under the spring, the small burden wrapped in gray cloth in the water moon mirror sky, through countless torrents of impact, until Su Mai was rescued, it has not been lost, and later the old Lu Tou found out when Su Mai changed clothes, so he casually placed it under the skeleton.

As a rare treasure on his body, this double yang paste was included in the cloth bag by him, and when he took it out at this moment, it was also crystal clear, looking extremely pure, and there was a faint fragrance overflowing.

"I can't imagine that this double impotence cream is like this!"

Lu Yunxi took it in his hand and sighed.

She had heard of this thing before, but she hadn't seen the real thing, and at this moment she was pinching it in her hand, she felt that it was very warm, her fingers turned, and the seven-colored light flashed, and Lu Yunxi couldn't put it down.

"Miss Lu, you put this thing away, go up the mountain tomorrow, and give it to Mr." Seeing this, Su Mai smiled and said casually.

"Su Mai, this double impotence cream is very rare......"

"No matter how rare it is, if you don't use it, it's a dead thing, and it's worthless, if this thing can really help Miss Lu solve a temporary predicament, it's worth it!" Lu Yunxi felt that the thing was very valuable, Su Mai treasured it for a long time, and suddenly gave it to her, and he was a little reluctant to go, but Su Mai didn't care about it at all, and Lu Yunxi was blocked by him halfway through his words.

Lu Yunxi has today's difficulties, and because of Su Mai, he is even determined to explore the lonely mountain in the fog of nine deaths, how can he care about this little double yang ointment.

When Lu Yunxi heard this, he smiled, and put it away.

The next day, the two said goodbye to the old Lu Tou ancestors and grandchildren, and went up the mountain again, Lu Sanhou was reluctant to Lu Yunxi, but knowing that he had been treated by Mr., he was naturally very happy, and sent it to the halfway up the mountain, and then turned back.

Thinking of this mountain cottage, he was afraid that the living time would not be short, so Su Mai also asked Lu Sanhou to get the clothes of a fisherman's girl in the village and give Lu Yunxi a change of clothes.

The two of them traveled all the way, Lu Yunxi was dressed in white with a long sword, floating like a fairy in the mountains, while Su Mai on his side was carrying a black stick in his hand and a skeleton tied to his back.

As for the grass house in the mountain, Mr. was already waiting in the hospital, Su Maihan said a few words, then left Lu Yunxi, and went down the mountain, after all, Mr. was sick, and it was useless for him to stay, so it was better to follow Lu San out of the lake.

And so it was until the day of the full moon.

On this day, Su Mai got up early, said hello to Mr., and said goodbye to Lu Yunxi.

The gentleman smiled brightly and only told him to be careful, but Lu Yunxi was full of worry and worried.

"Miss Lu, don't worry, I will definitely get that Thousand Leaves Lotus Heart back!" Su Mai shook the sword in his hand, with a frank expression, as if he was not going to be in danger, but to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

"You, how ...... Take care, if it's too dangerous, don't force it, save your life!" Lu Yunxi explained softly.

At this moment, she was dressed as a fisherwoman, with her head slightly lowered, and it seemed that there were really some belovers traveling far away, and she was sorry for her part.

Su Mai nodded, and then turned away, his back was resolute, but there was something beautiful in his heart for no reason, and even his steps felt a little light.

As for the shallow shore of the lake where the boat was parked in the village, Lu Sanyu had been waiting here for a long time.

Originally, the young man also wanted to follow, but Su Mai naturally wouldn't agree, this dangerous place, he didn't know if he could come back alive, and Lu Sanhou was even more harmful.

In this way, Su Mai crossed the lake in one person and one boat.

Originally, according to Lao Lutou, the place where the fog started was only an hour's boat ride from Xuli Village, but Su Mai's boat handling skills were really ordinary, and he was stunned for almost three hours before he saw the boundless fog on the lake in the distance.

It is strange to say, it is noon at this moment, although the sun on the lake is not very strong, but the sky is clear and the clouds are light, the lake level is as quiet as a mirror, this fog looks so thick that it looks like the clouds of rain, looking at it from afar, it seems that there is a big mountain standing in the water.