"Silly girl, look at your cranky thoughts, your future achievements will definitely far surpass that Mu Bai's child!"

Zhao Rui gently touched Li Mengxin's head and said with a doting expression.

"Grandpa! You know, you and your master are the best for Xin'er except for Brother Chunqiu, Xin'er doesn't want to lose you in the future!"

Li Mengxin raised her head, and there were tears on her pretty face as the pear blossoms fell into the rain.

"Silly child! there is a certain number of birth, old age, sickness and death, grandpa has gone against the sky, he has lived for so long, he can meet you, there are no regrets in this life!"

Zhao Rui looked at Li Mengxin with a smile on his face.

A few days later, a few days later, there was a news from the mansion of the prince of Yangzhou that the prince suddenly fell ill, and the palace doctors were helpless, and no one could know the cause of the stubborn illness.

Seeing that the spirit of the eldest prince is getting worse day by day, the people in the court are even more panicked, especially the ministers of the eldest prince's faction, who are even more anxious.

"Brother Chunqiu, what do you think!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a heavy face.

"Wait and see!"

Zhuge Chunqiu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and didn't raise his head.

"I heard that I will be on the list soon, seeking strange people in the world, those who can cure the prince, the official to the imperial doctor's order, and the reward will be ten thousand taels of silver!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a worried face.

"So what? What does it have to do with me!"

Zhuge Chunqiu raised his head and looked at Dongfang Yiren indifferently.

"It's me who is overthinking!"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Dongfang Yiren's mouth.

"Isn't my mother out yet?"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Dongfang Yiren with a worried face.

"No, yesterday, Senior Hua came back and inquired, and Senior Night was out of danger at this moment. ”

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a bitter face.

"Out of danger! That's good, it's okay, but Hua Lao changed his wish. ”

Zhuge Chunqiu breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Brother Chunqiu, I want to knock on the gate to see my mother, there is always a feeling of uneasiness these days!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a worried face and spoke.

"Well, I also feel always uneasy, so if we go and invite Hua Lao, with him, it can be regarded as a guarantee, after all, he is also here for this matter. ”

Zhuge Chunqiu frowned and said thoughtfully.

"Well, I'll go!"

Dongfang Yiren nodded, turned and left.

"Hua Lao, you are drinking tea in the courtyard and waiting, Brother Chunqiu and I will enter the mother's retreat room and knock, what do you think?"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Hua Lao Dao respectfully...

"Don't get in the way! Don't get in the way! You can go! The old man can just wait here, this time the island is here for Xiao'er's injury!"

Hua Lao looked at Dongfang Yiren with a smile on his face.

"Little girl, just call it, if he dares to disobey, I don't want to be a wife!"

Sitting on the rattan chair on the side, Ye Weiyang, whose face was still a little pale, said with a smile.

"Weiyang, how could it be, the two of them are our benefactors in this reunion, even if there is no Star Pavilion, I will do my best to save it. ”

Hua Lao looked at Ye Weiyang with a smile.

"Humph!"

Ye Weiyang snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored Hua Lao.

provoked Meng Shiyu, who had been standing aside since he entered the door, and was restrained, covered his mouth and snickered.

After all, a few days ago, before grandma was still unconscious, Zhuge Chunqiu went to Qin Lan's painting boat, but he was damaged enough, if he was impulsive, he was afraid that he would make a big fuss about Qin Lan's painting boat.

"Mother!"

There was a sad cry from Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu in the secret room, and several people in the courtyard felt that something was wrong in their hearts.

"Mo no! Nangong Yuyu has an accident!"

Such an idea came to the minds of several people.

"I'll go in and have a look, Shiyu, take care of your grandma!"

Hua Lao frowned and looked at Ye Weiyangdao. He originally wanted this to be over, so he took his lover to retreat to the mountains and forests, and no longer cared about the disputes in the rivers and lakes.

"Mother, Mother, how can this be?"

The pretty face of the pear blossom with rain in the East is full of sadness.

"Senior Hua, take a look, what's wrong with your mother!"

The helpless Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu seem to have found the backbone at this moment.

"Huh!"

Hua Lao looked at Nangong Yuyu, who was doing Five Hearts Chaoyuan and cultivating cross-legged, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

"What's wrong with Hua Lao?"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Hua Lao anxiously.

"Strange! Didn't you say that Ju'er said that he was sure to retreat and recuperate?"

Hua Lao looked at Nangong Yuyu with a frown, and he couldn't be sure of the situation at the moment for a while, but he couldn't feel a trace of vitality in her.

"Mother said it was healing!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Hua Lao with a depressed face, and now she finally understood why she was restless these days.

"My Guan Xiao'er's posture doesn't look like healing, but it's a bit like cultivation!"

Hua Lao's brows tightened, and he fell into deep thought for a while.

"That's right! Mother's posture seems to be breaking through!"

Zhuge Chunqiu's brows tightened at this moment, and he finally relaxed, and he felt that his mother's posture was somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered that his mother's posture and the handprints formed on his hands were clearly the breakthrough techniques in the "Flowing Cloud Sword Codex".

But with this gesture, Zhuge Chunqiu fell into memory.

"Oh, Qiu'er, how do you know you must be breaking through?"

Hua Lao looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a strange expression, even if it was himself, he only guessed that Nangong Yuyu was cultivating, not healing.

"Well, my mother said that the "Flowing Cloud Sword Codex" is a Dao Gate exercise, and when you break through, you need to supplement it with a special handprint of the Dao Gate. ”

Zhuge Chunqiu nodded, his face was heavy, his cultivation of the "Liuyun Sword Codex" was personally instructed by Nangong Yuyu, if you ask the person who knows this exercise best in the world, only she is herself, and she has no right to speak.

"I see! Xin'er's inheritance comes from the Taoist inheritance, and she herself comprehends it from the Taoist collection. ”

Hua Lao was quite emotional when he heard this, how amazing is the mastery of Taoism, and people in later generations can comprehend the mastery of Taoism from the secret texts of Taoism, and what kind of character is Lao Tzu, who founded the Taoist school in the first place.

Hangu Guanhua Hu, and even in the previous dynasty, Lao Tzu was named Taishang Laojun by the Tang Emperor and Empress Wu.

"What?"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Hua Lao with a surprised expression.

Hua Lao ignored Zhuge Chunqiu, his brows were tightly locked, if Nangong Yuyu was breaking through the most critical juncture at this moment, it was not impossible to breathe for a long time, and the breath would be integrated with the entire heaven and earth.

"Hua Lao!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Hua Lao with an anxious face, how is her mother, she wants to step forward, but she doesn't dare to go, for fear of disturbing her mother, when she breaks through, she is the most taboo to disturb.

"It's hard, it's hard! I can't tell much from the appearance. After all, there are quite a few exercises when the cultivator is dying, which we call fake death!"

Hua Lao shook his head, his face was melancholy, he didn't dare to touch Nangong Yuyu's body to understand the situation.

"How's Watson doing?"

But Ye Weiyang was crazy for a long time, and she didn't see any movement in the secret room, so she let Meng Shiyu help her walk in.

"I don't know, the doctor pays attention to looking, hearing and asking, but at the moment, it is difficult to say that he can only look at the situation by looking at the way, after all, many exercises in the Dao Sect will appear in a state of suspended animation to recover the injuries of the body, but Xiao'er is not like healing but is cultivating, I heard Qiu'er say that when the breakthrough of the "Liuyun Sword Codex" needs to be supplemented by handprints!"

Old man Hua didn't reply, he knew that it was Ye Weiyang who came in, and this voice was recalled in his mind countless times, deep into the bone marrow, how could he hear it wrong.

"She only has one breath left, and she will die at any moment!"

Ye Weiyang's face was calm, so that people couldn't see what she was thinking.

"What?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked at Ye Weiyang in disbelief, and even Zhuge Chunqiu and Dongfang Yiren were agitated, and their robes grinned.

"What are you going to do? What grandma said is the truth, if you can't even determine life and death, what kind of killer are you going to do?"

Meng Shiyu suddenly protected Ye Weiyang's body, and looked at Dongfang Yiren with a straight face, and grandma reminded her, but these two people are like this, and there is no good person in Xingchen Pavilion.

"Ye Weiyang said so, there must be a basis!"

Hua Lao frowned, stood in front of Ye Weiyang without a trace, and looked at Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiudao, who were slightly excited.

"I also asked Hua Lao to take action and personally investigate my mother's condition!"

Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu looked a little embarrassed, and bowed his hand to Hua Laoyi and pleaded.

"Naturally, the old man's duty lies!"

Hua Lao's long sleeves waved his hand, and a piece of heavenly silk flew out, wrapped around the wrist of Nangong Yuyu's right hand, and the three fingers of his right hand lightly touched the heavenly silk, closing his eyes and feeling it quietly.

Gradually, his face sank, and Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu, who had been watching Hua Lao, saw this scene, and his heart suddenly sank.

After a long time, Hua Lao opened his eyes, but he couldn't hide a trace of worry in the depths of his eyes.

"Hua Lao, what's the situation?"

Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Zhuge Wuwei eagerly.

"Unable to return to the sky!"

Hua Lao looked at the two little guys in front of him, he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't do anything.

"No, Hua Lao, you told me no, didn't you solve the strange poison in my depths?

Zhuge Chunqiu stepped forward and grabbed Hua Lao's shirt and roared.

"The old man really can't do anything!"

Hua Lao couldn't help but close his eyes, and the tears of Dou Da slowly remained, Nangong Yuyu was raised by her when she was a child, why didn't he want to save it, but the current situation, even if Da Luo Immortal descended to earth, he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Senior Hua, is there nothing you can do?"

Dongfang Yiren tried to suppress the grief in his heart. Looking at Hua Lao Dao.

"As far as the old man knows, there is no way!"

Hua Lao thought for a moment and looked to the east.

"Mother now?"

Zhuge Chunqiu raised his head and looked at Hua Lao Dao.

"One breath remains, life is better than death!"

Hua Lao looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a bitter face. He found himself breaking his oath and leaving the island twice, both times but unable to do anything about it.

"One breath remains, life is better than death!"

Zhuge Chunqiu was like being struck by lightning, and he froze in place, whispering Hua Lao's words.

"She's alive now, but she can't wake up until (to be continued.) )