The old man spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and his chest and lungs felt much relieved. He stretched out a palm to stop him and said, "Qier, please don't be rude. Senior Ma is doing it for his father's good!"
The three people in the field immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the old man looked much more relaxed, they hurriedly bowed to express their gratitude to Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling said calmly: "Okay, I have removed your fire poison. It will take some time for the remaining meridians to recover. As long as you give it some time, you can recover."
Zhou Zhiyuan was filled with joy when he heard what he said, but he was afraid that his father's injury would recur, so he invited him: "Senior, why don't you stay at my Zhou family for a few days? If you have any orders, please tell me clearly. Zhiyuan will do his best."
Cheng Ling smiled. Of course he would not cure all the old men so easily. He could just leave some heads and tails behind so that he could order his family to do things for him. Seeing that Zhou Zhiyuan was very sincere, he agreed.
The old man was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered: "Uncle Fu, take senior to the guest room to have a good rest and treat him well."
Uncle Fu agreed and left with Cheng Ling.
The girl came to the edge of the bed and asked, "Daddy, how do you feel?"
The old man waved his hand, looked at Zhou Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, please tell me in detail the origin of this senior."
Zhou Zhiyuan explained the process of getting acquainted with Cheng Ling in detail. After finishing speaking, he shut up and looked at the old man without saying a word.
The old man pondered for a while and speculated: "According to what you said, this senior Ma should not be a southern monk, but came to Xiangcheng for the first time. If he is really a seventh-grade alchemy master or above, he may be a new hope for the rise of our Zhou family. !”
"I just don't know what kind of person he is looking for. It is inconvenient for him to show up to issue the mission, but he wants to borrow the help of my Zhou family?"
Zhou Zhiyuan asked: "Dad, do you mean that this senior deliberately concealed his identity and wanted to use our help to help him find out the information?"
"That's right, Zhiyuan, my father's poison has just gone away, and it's not easy to act yet. You can ask on behalf of my father what information you want to find out. Remember, you must be respectful to your seniors. According to my guess, his cultivation is still there. Above all as a father!”
"What?" The girl was shocked and asked: "Dad, you said his cultivation level is still higher than yours, is he a monk in the tribulation stage? He is so young, how is that possible!"
The old man waved his hand and said: "Qier, there are countless people with extremely high talents in this world, and many young talents are better than being a father. But you, you must learn more from your brother and be modest and prudent. Hey, you are all a father. I spoil you rotten.”
The girl stuck out her tongue, hugged the old man's neck, and said coquettishly: "Daddy, isn't Qier very filial to you?"
The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. There was nothing he could do about his daughter. He turned to look at his son and said, "Zhiyuan, you go first. Qier will stay with you here!"
Zhou Zhiyuan agreed and retreated. He left the old man's wing and walked towards the guest room where Cheng Ling was.
When he came outside the guest room, he stood respectfully and shouted: "Senior, Zhou Zhiyuan wants to see you!"
"Come in!" Cheng Ling said calmly. With a move of his right hand, the door opened with a creak.
Zhou Zhiyuan entered the guest room, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my father."
Cheng Ling said calmly: "It doesn't matter. In one day, your father's injury will be restored, but if you want to return to your prime, I'm afraid you will need other means."
Zhou Zhiyuan said: "Senior, please spare no effort. My Zhou family is grateful."
Cheng Ling scanned
He glanced at it and asked, "What kind of family is your Zhou family? How many children do you have?"
Zhou Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Our Zhou family is a family born and raised in the south. It was prosperous for a time tens of thousands of years ago. But later, the family fell into decline and was gradually squeezed out by the Ouyang family and other major forces. It has been It is no longer as grand as it used to be. The descendants of the family are increasingly withering away, and now, there are only less than a few thousand people left."
"Oh? The Ouyang Family, one of the nine major forces in Canglan Continent?"
"That's not the case. How can we compare to the Ouyang Family, one of the nine major powers? They are still further south. What I am talking about is just a branch of the Ouyang Family."
"Well, what's the matter with your father's injury?"
"My father's injury is related to the Ouyang family. Our Zhou family has been a talisman family since tens of thousands of years ago. Our talisman-making heritage is one of the best in the entire Canglan Continent, not to mention the south."
"There are many mountains and jungles in the southern region, and there are naturally many monsters and beasts, so we have unique conditions. The Ouyang family covets our talisman-making inheritance, so they create difficulties in every possible way. Unfortunately, we are not as good as each other in terms of overall strength. After several conflicts, in the end He was seriously injured by members of the Ouyang family. If it hadn't been for the skillful treatment by seniors, the Zhou family would have been in grave danger."
Cheng Ling suddenly realized that among the seven forces in the south, the Ouyang family had the least contact with them. On the one hand, it was also the farthest away from the Famous Sword Academy. On the other hand, it was heard that the Ouyang family was also good at making talismans. The remaining Cheng family and Liu family each have their own means of livelihood, and their conflicts with Mingjian Academy are even greater.
Recalling the situation in his mind, Zhou Zhiyuan stood aside, his lips squirming, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Senior, I wonder who you need us to find?"
Cheng Ling retracted his thoughts, glanced at him, and said calmly: "It's too early to say this. Let's talk about it after your father recovers."
Zhou Zhiyuan was confused. When he saw Cheng Ling in the mission hall, he looked like he was anxious to know the whereabouts of his friend. Why was he no longer anxious at this time?
He didn't know that Cheng Ling had completely understood the matter after treating the injury. The real power of the Zhou family is completely in the hands of the old man. Zhang Zhiyuan is only a young master at best, and he is not deeply involved in the world and does not have much real power. If you want to find out the news about the Famous Sword Academy, it is better to find the real master.
Zhou Zhiyuan saw that Cheng Ling was not interested and didn't seem to want to talk in depth, so he took the opportunity to say goodbye and leave.
The next day, the old man's injury was indeed much better, his cultivation had recovered a little, and he could walk normally. He called Zhou Zhiyuan over and asked Cheng Ling's attitude in detail.
Zhou Zhiyuan reported what Cheng Ling said yesterday one by one, and finally said: "Father, Zhiyuan is puzzled. That senior has never told me who he is looking for. I don't know how to repay him."
The old man sighed in his heart and said: "It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he is waiting for his father to go and ask."
Zhou Zhiyuan's mind flashed and he asked: "Dad, do you think he is waiting for a price?"
"Yes, now that my father's injury is mostly healed, it's time to have a talk with him."
"Yes, my son will go with his father!"
The old man's face was filled with relief. Zhou Zhiyuan was extremely talented and could reach the late stage of distraction at a young age, which was much better than his own. It's just that his nature is too pure and he has always been under the protection of his family. He has had too little contact with the intrigues in the monastic world.
Following his son's guidance, he soon arrived outside Cheng Ling's guest room. He did not go in easily;
He stood outside the door and said respectfully: "Zhou Changtian asks to see Senior Ma."
With a "squeak" sound, the door opened. Cheng Ling stood in front of the door and said, "The head of the Zhou family is here in person. Please come in quickly."
Zhou Changtian's face softened slightly, but Cheng Ling still knew etiquette very well. After all, he was also the head of the Zhou family. Even though the other party had a higher level of cultivation than himself, opening the door to greet him in person was a sign of respect.
He walked into the guest room, chose a chair, sat down, and said, "Senior, you had a great time staying at my Zhou family. If you have any requests, please ask the maid, or you can tell me directly."
Cheng Ling sat down at the main seat and said calmly: "Master Zhou, I'm afraid I'm not just here to ask about my daily life. If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."
Zhou Changtian smiled bitterly. This young man was too shrewd and even spoke aggressively. It's just that the other party's cultivation level is much higher than mine, and because he is kind to me, he doesn't dare to get angry easily. He can only say helplessly: "Senior is joking. I owe my injury to senior, so I'm here to express my gratitude today!"
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "There is no need to say thank you. I have said before that treating your injuries is not in vain. There are some things that the Zhou family leader can also ask for help."
Zhou Changtian asked bravely: "I don't know what it is. Please give me instructions, senior."
"It's very simple. I want to find a few people. Jian Wuya, the master of the Kendo Academy of the Famous Sword Academy; Jian Yinghao, the core disciple of the Sword Academy of the Famous Sword Academy. I wonder if the Zhou family master is willing to help?"
Zhou Changtian was shocked. He knew that what Cheng Ling was entrusting must be extraordinary, but he didn't expect that he was looking for disciples from the Famous Sword Academy. Since more than ten years ago, the Famous Sword Academy was attacked by several major forces and fell apart within a few days, leaving only a few disciples scattered across the Canglan Continent.
Now that the other party asked me to look for traces of these people, could he be a remnant of the Famous Sword Academy? In this way, wouldn't he be on the opposite side of the seven major forces in the south and the major forces in Canglan Continent?
For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
Cheng Ling said calmly: "Master Zhou, with your shrewdness, you must also know about my relationship with the Famous Sword Academy. If you can help me achieve this, I will let you fully restore your cultivation. Maybe You can go further. If you don't want to, then leave immediately."
"But your Zhou family must keep this matter a secret. If I find out that something is wrong, the entire Zhou family will be wiped out in an instant!"
The tone was cold, and the words he said made Zhou Changtian and Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't help but shiver.
Zhou Changtian pondered for a long time and said helplessly: "Senior, you should know that the southern region has always been the territory of the Ouyang family. If the Zhou family takes the initiative to inquire about the disciples of the Famous Sword Academy, it is no less than swatting a fly on the head of a tiger."
"Zhiyuan must have told me everything about my injury. Just one branch of the Ouyang family is difficult for my Zhou family to deal with, let alone the Ouyang family, one of the nine major powers. This is really difficult for us."
Cheng Ling chuckled, stood up, and paced back and forth in the room. Zhou Changtian and Zhou Zhiyuan also stood up quickly, not daring to look away from him.
Cheng Ling thought for a long time before saying: "I know the concerns of the Zhou family. Let's put it another way, or you can accept it. If the Zhou family can help me find the whereabouts of the disciples of the Famous Sword Academy, maybe in the near future, we can Restore your former glory!”
Zhou Changtian shuddered, a trace of passion ignited in his chest, and asked: "Senior, do you want to support my Zhou family to become the top power in the south?"
