The night was too long, less than two hours before dawn, and the night was already dark, and the silence on the streets of Lingzhou City was panicking......

It should have been at the end of the day, Ming Chang was seriously injured and landed in a dark place outside the inn. With a dark whistle, a black crow flew and landed on his shoulder. With his hand fumbling in his bosom, he pulled out a secret letter and tied it to one of the crow's feet, and watched as the crow fluttered its arms and took off into the distance. Only then did he sigh reassuringly, and before he could spit it out, black blood spurted out again. Holding on to his seriously injured body, he slowly and reluctantly walked towards the inn by holding on to the wall beside him......

He could never have imagined that before the crow had flown a hundred meters, it was watched by a pair of bright eyes in the dark. As soon as he made a move, a black gas shot out, hitting the crow's internal organs. Seeing that he was about to shoot it down, unexpectedly, a colorless sword qi suddenly flashed not far away, and the two collided, making a noise. The crow was startled, screamed, and fled in a panic.

Seeing that his hand was exposed, the man in the secret wanted to flee along the alley in a hurry, and he had just taken two steps on his front foot. But I heard a voice behind me: "What's the matter? I've been watching here all night, and now I can't hold it back?"

Seeing that he was blocked, the man also stopped, sneered, and asked, "Hahaha! Your Excellency is the same?" Since the day when he was in the inn, he has been secretly monitoring these Tianshan Sect disciples. I'm afraid you noticed that Snow Moon Divine Sword, right? If you didn't guess wrong, you were the Five Elements Elder of the Wu Clan—Cang Slash!"

A thin ray of moonlight sprinkled in the hazy darkness, these two were no strangers, the dark shadow in the dark alley was the fortune teller old half-immortal, and the other end stood against the wall was the knight in the cloth who had been drinking alone in the inn earlier.

"Hmph, then in my opinion, you are the judge of fire and water of the ghost clan, right? The people of the ghost clan are not good to stay in the netherworld, what are you doing in the world?"

The fortune teller didn't stay long, and continued to walk along the alley. It's just that the empty alley echoed: "Your Wu clan and my clan have no grudges, and the old man also knows that the recent Wu Clan's holy daughter succession ceremony, I will go to Wu Valley as a guest at that time, just a reminder, the water of the Lechuan River has gradually risen recently, and the Wufu Stone Tablet also has a vision, you are not afraid that there is no peace under the demon well, right?

The knight in the cloth was also pondering something in his heart, and after being stunned for a few breaths, he said: "Thank you for the warning! I hope that your ghost clan can also take care of the ten fierce swords of the ancients, I can hear that there are already fierce swords ravaging the world...... As soon as the words fell, the person disappeared.

When the fortune teller heard this, he suddenly stopped, and just turned around but saw his figure. After a sneer, he walked forward again, slowly swallowed up by the night......

It was really not a peaceful night......

When Lu Yu opened his eyes again and woke up, it was already early in the morning of the second day, and he found a person sitting next to the table and stool in a daze, rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at it and found that it was Senior Brother Ming Chang. Hurriedly shook Kong Xian beside him awake and asked, "Senior Brother Mingchang, are you injured?"

Hearing a sound from next door, Lian Ci Yun Yao and the others also hurried over, seeing that cold sweat was breaking out on Ming Chang's forehead, the corners of his mouth and the ground were stained with black blood, and his breath around his body was very unstable, and several people were worried. What kind of person is so powerful that even a senior brother will be injured?

"Senior Brother Lu, don't you know how to heal? Why don't you help Senior Brother Yet!"

I was stunned for a few seconds, then I remembered to help him heal him quickly, and closed my eyes and settled down. After a few breaths, his body was shrouded in azure cold light, and he silently recited in his mouth: "Cold for eternity, all things are especially quiet......"

Neither Kong Xian nor Lian Ci had ever seen such exercises, so they asked, "What kind of exercises does Brother Lu practice?"

Although Yun Yao knew it, it was also the first time she had seen it, and said, "This is the secret technique of my Qixia Peak-Pure Heart Mantra!"

"Pure Heart Mantra, how come I have never heard of a Qi Sect disciple cultivating?"

The two of them had heard of the Qi Sect's disciples cultivating the Divine Skill Mind Method for a long time, but there were very few people who cultivated the secret art classics, not to mention the Pure Heart Mantra, and the disciples in the sect thought that this secret book had been lost, and they couldn't think of it......

Even Lian Ci boasted: "I didn't expect it to be Master Yu Xiao's Pure Heart Mantra, it seems that I underestimated Senior Brother Lu before!"

In his state of mind, he carefully checked the flow in his body, and found that the black qi was resisting each other by the fiery internal force, and although the internal force was not weaker than the black qi, every collision would cause damage to the five internal organs and six lungs. As soon as he thought of this, the azure true qi gathered in his palm struck towards his back. Within a moment's reach, Lu Yu's body was bounced away several steps and hit the corner of the table, and Ming Chang spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"No, my Pure Heart Mantra is Yin Cold, and the sword method cultivated by Senior Brother is fire, and the two True Qi resist each other, and I can't do anything!"

Everyone was at a loss, and they didn't know what to do there, so they could only watch Ming Chang heal alone.

Kong Xian pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and exclaimed: "Shennong bamboo flute! I remember that it was recorded in the book that Shennong's bamboo flute can suppress turbulence in the body. Brother Lu, try it quickly!"

Having said that, I don't know how to use the Shennong bamboo flute, and I don't know the rhythm, how can this be good. In his mind, he quickly recalled the medical skills he had learned with his master and uncle in the past ten years, and then remembered the theories in the medical books, the mantras on the Pure Heart Mantra, and the notes on the Yuyi song, and kneaded and mixed all these in his mind. took out the little bamboo flute from his arms, urged the azure true qi in his body, and blew out a series of rhythms indiscriminately. Although these rhythms are chaotic and unmusical, they are somewhat useful to the turbulence in Ming Chang's body by relying on the power of the artifact.

I saw that his face softened a lot, and after just a few breaths, Ming Chang, who was seated, heard that this sound had such a miraculous effect, so he no longer had any reservations, and shouted, the Nirvana sword qi in his body was great, but all the black qi in his body was burned out with a breath. Press the two fingers towards both sides of the Hetian Spirit Cover to withdraw the internal force of the whole body. Spit out the black blood, and exclaimed: "Shennong's bamboo flute is worthy of its name, thank you Senior Brother Lu for your help!"

The three people on the side were relieved to see that Ming Chang had recovered as before, and Lu Yu put away the bamboo flute when he saw this, and drank a cup of cold tea on the table. Then he asked, "Senior brother, I sensed the black qi in your body before, but I was injured by the demon path?"

Ming Chang breathed for a while, opened his eyes, frowned tightly and said, "I'm not sure if it's a demon Dao, but that person's strength is profound, I'm afraid it's not under my master!"

Everyone was shocked and asked what had happened last night. Ming Chang seemed to have reservations and did not tell them all, looked out the window and found that the sky was also bright, stared at Kong Xian, and stopped talking.

Kong Xian also seemed to see something in his eyes, and was silent. But he heard, "The matter is urgent, and these things will be mentioned later." According to Lord Chen's words, there are already people in the Confucian Mansion who have contracted the epidemic!"

As expected, something happened at home, and the whole person shivered violently, and Kong Xian, who had always been cheerful and optimistic, was also a little anxious at this moment. It's no wonder that after all, this Lingzhou City is his home, although he is a cultivator, he is also a person of flesh and blood, not to mention that his parents are still alive.

Everyone saw Kong Xian's restlessness, and although they couldn't experience it, they were also a little moved and shared. All four of them had parents who died early, and they could understand Kong Xian's mood at this moment, so they unanimously proposed to go to Kong's mansion to treat the epidemic.

Seeing that everyone was in unison, it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart, and he bowed deeply towards the four of them.

Lu Yu also hurriedly comforted: "Brother Kong, don't panic, I will definitely be able to cure the epidemic in your family!"

Several people packed up their heads and walked towards the Confucian Mansion in the city under the guidance of Kong Xian. This Confucian Mansion is located in the center of Lingzhou City, the most prosperous street, the pedestrians on this street are some sons, young ladies, travel are riding horses, carrying sedan chairs. Every section of the road is the official residence of a large family, and even the bricks on the ground are not ordinary, and there are standing messengers at the doorways of each house. It's not been peaceful lately, so the doors of the house are closed, and there are many fewer people on the street.

"Alas, have you heard? Recently, someone in Prime Minister Kong's family has contracted an epidemic!"

"No, Prime Minister Kong's family has been loyal to the imperial court for generations, why doesn't God bless his family for stability?"

"I think I'll stay away from Confucius Mansion in the future, but don't catch the epidemic too!"

Seeing that these three people were dressed in official uniforms, they should also be a junior minister in the court. Listening to their muttering, several people walked faster, three steps and two steps as if they stopped outside the door of a house.

This house door is so imposing, it is composed of four big red doors, a total of eight beams to support the roof, and the beams are painted with gold paint and have a slight texture. Then raise your eyes and look at the plaque on the roof beam, engraved with the three big characters of "Prime Minister's Mansion", walk up the steps, and engrave the two golden characters of "Confucius Mansion" at the eaves.

didn't wait for everyone to take the initiative to step forward, but saw that the four officials guarding the door recognized Kong Xian at a glance, and they were surprised and frightened, and shouted: "Welcome Kong Sangongzi back to his home!" These four people are all wearing official uniforms, round hats, and scimitars at their waists, and they seem to be messengers on the yamen. It is estimated that the city has not been peaceful recently, and the yamen has also sent some envoys to protect the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The closed door was opened by the people inside, and out of it came a fat old man. This old man is more than half a hundred years old, dressed in gray cloth, wearing thick large-framed glasses, holding the account book in his hand, full of faces, and running towards a few people happily.

"Third Prince Kong, you can be regarded as returning home, come in, it's not peaceful outside!"

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