"Get up, Huaiyu!"

In the thinking room of the Baicao Immortal Gate of Honghua Mountain, Li Huaiyu had been kneeling for four hours, Li Huaige entered the thinking room, and saw that his younger brother was still kneeling, and he couldn't bear it.

Huai Yutou didn't reply, and replied coldly: "I won't get up and let me kneel here, I saw the master and said that you bullied me." ”

"Hehehe......" Huai Ge smiled and squatted in front of his younger brother, reaching out to touch Huaiyu's head.

Huaiyu pinned his head to the side.

His face was full of anger: "I'm so big, don't touch my head." ”

"Since you all know that you are so old, why are you still playing with a child's temper. Huaige was amused and angry when he saw Huaiyu's appearance.

"Anyway, you don't care. "Huaiyu seems to be playing a scoundrel.

Brother Huai stood up, turned around, and said, "Are you still angry about today's incident?"

"That's right, I'm angry, the old man Wu Zhe killed the master, and you actually helped him, thanks to the master being so good to you when he was alive. ”

Huaiyu's tone was excited.

"Nonsense. Huai Ge took two steps forward and continued: "The master was demoted to this point back then, because the master himself did something wrong, and he had nothing to do with others, and the master did not want to retaliate against anyone here, but devoted himself to studying medical skills, which shows that the master also realized that he was wrong." ”

"Do you still want to protect outsiders?" Huaiyu turned around and asked coldly.

"I'm not protective. Huai Ge was a little helpless: "Forget it, I didn't say it, you are being punished by me now because you don't realize your mistakes, when you realize your mistakes, you must be willing to punish them." ”

Brother Huai looked up and saw the door plaque on the eaves - a hundred herbs help the world.

"Brother, our sect is a small sect of immortals, not as good as those immortal sects of big families, if we want to gain a foothold in this Kyushu immortal sect, we must learn to be patient, learn to protect ourselves, and learn the way to establish the world. ”

"Is your so-called way of establishing the world to be inflammatory?" Huaiyu said bitterly.

Huai Ge seemed to be a little angry, he turned around and said: "The Baicao Immortal Sect is the master's life's work, we need to carry it forward, not to mention that we are few now, even if it is a great family, we can't offend other sects, do you understand?"

Huai Ge clearly told his brother the benefits of the relationship, and Huai Yu didn't understand, he moved his lips and didn't refute again.

"Do you understand?" asked Huai Ge again.

"I understand, I understand. Huaiyu was a little impatient and perfunctory.

"Wow. Huai Ge stretched out his hand in front of Huai Yu and spread it out.

"Get up, how long are you going to kneel, your knees don't hurt. ”

In fact, Huaiyu had already remembered it, but unfortunately no one gave him the steps down, which was just right at the moment.

After Xia Tan left Honghua Mountain, he bought a carriage and hurried back to Qingying Peak.

Mr. Wu Zhe was sitting in a sedan chair because of his age, while Xia Tan was driving a horse in front.

"Uncle Wu, it's time to the Qingying Mountain Gate. ”

Mr. Wu Zhe opened the door curtain, looked up along the mountain road, the towering Qingying Peak, is also a pleasant scenery, and the Qingying halfway waist is the house of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

Mr. Wu Zhe's eyes were complicated, and the joy on his face was inexplicable, like a wanderer returning from his hometown, perhaps it was Honghua Mountain and his party that gave him a new understanding of life.

"It's here. ”

Wu Zhe first breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to himself with joy.

"Dad, you're back. ”

On the mountain road, Qianru has been waiting here for a long time.

"Qianru, is your eldest brother back?" Xia Tan asked about Xia Qiansuo's whereabouts.

"When I came back, I also brought Ganoderma lucidum from Nanshan and snow lotus from the polar regions. ”

"He's still filial piety. Xia Tan turned over and dismounted, holding the reins to stabilize the carriage.

Qianru came to the carriage's sedan chair: "Old man Wu, I'll help you down." ”

"Oh, good. ”

Mr. Wu Zhe got out of the carriage, and he put his palms folded on the black cane, looking a little tired.

"Qianru, how has the door master been in the past few days?" Mr. Wu Zhe asked Qianru about Xia Yuan's situation.

Qianru replied: "Uncle has unbearable abdominal pain these days, me, my brother and Song Ningxi take turns to take care of it every day, and decoction the medicine you left for the uncle, the symptoms seem to be somewhat relieved, but the uncle's spirit does not seem to be as good as before." ”

"It seems that Nedan is more damaged. Mr. Wu Zhe urged Xia Tan and said, "Without further ado, we will cast spells for the master tonight." ”

"Good. Xia Tan responded: "Then let's hurry up the mountain." ”

Back in Hengyu Hall, Xia Qiansuo saw his father coming back, stepped forward and saluted, "Father, this trip is going well." ”

"It's barely going well. ”

"Reluctantly?" Chisuo asked curiously.

Xia Tan told Qiansuo about his encounter with the Li brothers.

"I found Nanshan Lingzhi and Polar Snow Lotus for my uncle, hoping to help my uncle's injury. ”

Xia Qiansuo deliberately displayed the medicinal herbs he brought back.

"Yes, Chisuo. Xia Tan praised Qiansuo, Qiansuo grinned proudly, and said secretly in his heart: "Luo Jiajun's family background is solid, just say a few words, and you can get these two treasures." ”

"Second master, Mr. Wu is good. Song Ningxi came out with a medicine pot, and the pot was full of medicine residue.

"Hmm. Xia Tan nodded in response.

Mr. Wu Zhe asked, "Are you Song Ningxi, is the master asleep or awake?"

"The door master is awake, does Mr. Wu want to go in and have a look?"

"Okay, you go get busy first. Wu Zhe instructed Song Ningxi to go down, and he went indoors with Xia Tan.

Compared to when he left, Xia Yuan's complexion was much worse than before, his face was pale, his lips were dry, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Big brother, I'm back. ”

Xia Tan came to the bedside and said, "We have brought back the Hanging Pot Hundred Refining Ding, and Uncle Wu will cast a spell to heal your injuries tonight." ”

Xia Yuan slowly turned his head and called, "Wu ...... Bo, Wu Bo......"

"Huh. Wu Zhe hurriedly answered and also went to the bedside.

"Second brother...... Help me up. ”

Xia Tan helped Xia Yuan up and stuffed a cushion behind him, so Xia Yuan could barely sit up.

Xia Yuan pointed to the table not far away, Xia Tan looked at it, it turned out that Xia Yuan wanted to drink water.

Xia Tan turned around and poured a glass of water and fed it to Xia Yuan.

"Big brother, slow down. ”

After Xia Yuan drank the water, he said to Mr. Wu Zhe: "Uncle Wu, you have followed your ancestor for many years and have been doing your best for my Qingxuan Sword Sect. ”

"Door master, what are you talking about? Mr. Wu Zhe concealed his emotions and comforted Xia Yuan: "After I heal you tonight, you will recuperate for three months to ensure that you recover as before." ”

"Heh......" Xia Yuan laughed weakly: "Uncle Wu...... I know very well about my body, if something happens to me, I'm really sorry to let you, a white-haired elder, come and see me off......."

"What can't you go, you and I are both immortal cultivators, and we have long been different from ordinary people, you look at Uncle Wu and me, people in their hundred and twenty years old, aren't they still full of energy. ”

Xia Yuan knew that Mr. Wu Zhe deliberately answered the wrong question, which was to relieve his heart, so he simply transferred the object, and he said to his younger brother Xia Tan: "Brother, I have been busy traveling for many years, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and the affairs on Qingying Peak are thanks to you." ”

"Big brother, we are a family, what do you say about this. Xia Tan was emotional, he accentuated his tone, and motioned to Xia Yuan not to say any more.

Xia Yuan's face became weaker and weaker, his throat sank, and he said dryly, "I...... If....... If he dies, this Sword Sect Master ...... It........ Bit ......."

Before Xia Yuan finished speaking, he fainted.

Seeing this, Mr. Wu Zhe immediately took his hand to check the pulse, Wu Zhe knew through the pulse that Xia Yuan's inner pill fragmentation had begun to peel off, and the situation was very dangerous, Wu Zhe asked the disciples who were waiting beside him, "Is the white jade unicorn fruit sect master edible?"

The disciple replied: "I have already given it to the sect master last night. ”

"Tan'er, gather the disciples of the sect and go to the martial arts hall. Mr. Wu Zhe also specially added a word: "Be fast!"

"Yes!"

Xia Tan turned around and left.

Just after the unitary time, the disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect gathered in the Yanwu Hall, the disciples of the sect referred to here are the children of the official worship of the disciples, and the domestic slaves of the level of Song Ningxi can only be regarded as miscellaneous servants, because the disciples of the sect must sign a contract with the master of the sect with the consent of their parents before they can send their children to the disciples to practice, and the orphans who Xia Yuan rescued everywhere that year, those who find their parents can be promoted to disciples, and those who can't find their parents can only wander at the level of miscellaneous slaves.

In the martial arts hall, the disciples, including Qianru Qiansuo, were lined up in eight rows, and Mr. Wu Zhe stood on the martial arts platform and spoke: "Disciples, the master of the sect has been seriously injured recently, I need to refine the blood elixir and save the master of the sect, you need to drip your own blood into the tripod in front of me." ”

"Mr. Wu, how much blood do you need?" a young disciple asked.

"It doesn't need too much, three drops per person, but it must be the blood of Zhengyang on the middle finger. Wu Zhe said, and took the lead in piercing his middle finger with a gold needle and dripped three drops.

Then Xia Tan and the Xia family brothers and sisters, and then the disciples did the same one by one.

After the blood is dripped.

"Find eight disciples with outstanding spiritual power to refine the pill with me. Wu Zhe hugged Bai Lian Ding in his arms, and while walking to the inner room, he eagerly instructed Xia Tan.

Disciples with good spiritual power, after removing the brothers and sisters of the Xia family, Xia Tan also found six disciples, and eight of them came to the inner room together.

Wu Zhe used sixty-four candles to make a Bagua Array, and he asked the eight disciples to stand in eight directions: Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui: "All disciples, concentrate spiritual power, lead the fire of Changming, burn the hundred refining dings, and refine the blood pill." ”

"Yes!"

The eight disciples responded in unison.

Old Mr. Wu Zhe pushed the Hundred Refining Ding to the center of the Bagua Formation, and then pointed at the black staff and lifted it into the air.

"Dedication!"

He gave the order, and the eight disciples simultaneously merged the index fingers in their right hands, and the rest of their fingers were bent and pointed sharply at the ever-bright flame candle beside them.

The flames surged hot qi and were mobilized, and then the eight disciples pointed their fingers at the Hundred Refining Ding in the air, and the eight hot qi concentrated under the Hundred Refining Ding, and turned into open flames.

In the inner room of the martial arts hall, the red light was through, the heat was surging, and after a while, the faces of the eight disciples were beads of sweat, and Qianru did not dare to slack off in the slightest with spiritual power, but Qiansuo thought in his heart: "How long will it take to end, I'm tired to death." ”

As time passed, the Hundred Refining Ding rotated faster and faster in the air, and the body of the Ding began to emit red wisps of qi.

Suddenly, a wave flashed out from within the tripod, spreading out violently in a ring, and the eight disciples had no time to dodge, they were overturned to the ground by the sudden energy, and the hundred refining tripod slowed down the speed of rotation, and then stopped.

Mr. Wu Zhe, with both palms retreated, pulled the Bailian Ding back to his side, opened the lid of the Ding, and saw that there was a suspended blood-red elixir in the Ding.

"It's done. ”

Mr. Wu Zhe said with a relieved face.