Fengyu Temple, Medical Hall
When the old man walked to the door, the two medical officers in the room looked back. Seeing that it was the old man who had arrived, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.
The old man nodded slightly and stepped through the door: "How is it?"
One of the medical officers replied: "The damage to his dantian is extremely serious. He has just used Chai Yuan Dan. If he doesn't bleed internally in the past two days, he should be able to survive."
The old man grunted and said, "You two go back and rest first. I'll check on his injuries."
The two medical officers quickly agreed, bowed and retreated.
The old man sat down on the chair beside the bed and stretched out his hand to pinch Chen Weiwei's pulse. After a moment, he realized that the medical officer's judgment on Chen Weiwei's injury was not wrong.
People who can serve as medical officers in Fengyu Temple not only have extremely high attainments in medical skills, but also in spiritual practice.
"I know you're awake, and I know you're scared right now."
After the old master released Chen Weiwei's pulse gate, he said softly: "You kid's life is complicated. There are not many people who say you are unlucky, but there are not many people who are luckier than you. There are not many people who say you are lucky, but there are not many people who are unlucky than you."
Chen opened his eyes slightly: "Disciple, disciple... I don't know if I am qualified to call myself a disciple."
The old master said: "You are from Tianshui Cliff, why are you not confident in your identity as a disciple of Shangyang?"
Just this sentence made Chen Weiwei feel warm in his heart.
This person says it's complicated. Nothing in the world is more complicated than interpersonal relationships. But to say it's simple, interpersonal relationships are actually simple, because the so-called interpersonal relationships are nothing more than differential treatment.
If an ordinary person said this to Chen Weiwei, he would probably not even care about a single word. If this sentence was said by his father, he would think about what you know about your mediocre life.
If Nie Wuzhi had said this, he would have felt very happy, feeling that he had finally not been forgotten by Tianshui Ya.
This sentence was said by the old master, so he was so moved that he even wanted to get up and kneel down in front of the old master and kowtow a few times sincerely.
The so-called interpersonal relationships are complicated because you have to figure out people's hearts. They are simple because you don't have to figure out what those people who are inferior to you think.
The higher a person's status, the larger the group of people who don't have to waste their time trying to figure it out. The humbler a person is, the more he cares about what others think and think.
"You don't have to have such a heavy burden on your heart."
The old master said in a calm tone: "What happened when you were in Yunzhou Martial Arts School was not something you could decide on your own."
His kindness at this moment made Chen Weiwei think, isn't this the grandfather he has never seen but fantasized about countless times?
He said with some excitement: "Disciple, after all, I am ashamed of my master."
The old man said: "Bullshit, your master didn't take good care of you when something happened to you, so why do you feel guilty towards your master?"
This sentence made Chen Weiwei confused and even more moved.
Although he is not a very smart person, he has always been scheming over the years and is used to guessing the thoughts of big shots, so at this time he can't help but guess what the old master means.
In fact, if the old man tells the truth, it really doesn't mean anything else.
The old master's character has always been like this, and this is what he thinks... When you needed help from your master, your master didn't help you, so why do you feel ashamed of your master?
He would not speak for Shangyang Palace all the time and everywhere just because he was the leader of Shangyang Palace.
But Chen Weiwei wondered, could it be that the old man also felt that Tianshuiya was not good to him, so he wanted to give him some compensation?
As soon as he thought about this, Chen Weiwei became even more excited, and he even felt that his blood became a little hot.
"How far have you, triple cicada, come to?"
Just when Chen Weiwei was still thinking wildly, the old man suddenly asked him.
This sentence pulled Chen Weiwei out of his fantasy
Back to reality.
"Back to the headmaster, my disciple's third level cicada has reached the second level."
The old man nodded.
Chen Weiwei once wanted to kill Tuoba Lie. The emperor knew about this, and so did the old master.
It was also because of the failed assassination of Tuoba Lie that Chen Weiwei was able to let the immortal magic power enter the second level.
"If I find a way to remove the demon power from your body, would you be willing?"
The old man asked again.
Chen Weiwei answered this question very quickly.
"Disciple is willing!"
He answered quickly and sincerely, because he had already thought about this question countless times.
This was the question that came to his mind the most along the way, so he answered it without any hesitation.
What Chen Weiwei had in mind was simple. If the old master asked him this question in person, then of course the old master would personally remove the demonic power for him.
What kind of status and cultivation level does the old master have? As long as the old master takes action, will he still die because of the magic eradication technique?
As long as he doesn't die, if the old master removes his immortal magic power, won't he be compensated with other magical powers?
At first, Chen Weiwei was scared whenever he thought that he might die if he pulled out the magic power. Later, he realized that as long as the old man took action, he would be sure of it. What else was he afraid of?
It was obvious that he answered so quickly, so the old man asked again.
"How do you answer this question? You have thought about it many times?"
Chen Weiwei panicked.
At this moment, he didn't know how to answer.
He was afraid that Master Lao would hate those scheming people, and he was also afraid that Master Lao would think he was deceptive.
In this panic moment, he remembered Wang Fenglin's explanation.
Before he arrived in Yunzhou, Wang Fenglin told him that once he meets the old man, no matter what he asks you, as long as it does not involve the Wang family or any heinous things you have done, you'd better tell the truth. .
So Chen Weiwei nodded immediately: "Disciple has indeed thought about it countless times."
The old man asked again: "Then what you said about your willingness to eradicate the demonic power is the answer that you most agree with?"
Chen Weiwei immediately said: "Disciple agrees. As long as it is the decision of the master, the disciple agrees."
The old man frowned slightly and said, "It's about your own life and death. What do you care about what others think? Others can't live for you, let alone die for you."
Such an attitude confused Chen Weiwei again.
He regretted a little. He felt that he should know more about the old man's character and behavior before coming.
Looking at it now, the old man is different from anyone he has ever seen. He is free and easy, sincere, and has returned to his original nature.
"Disciple, after thinking about it countless times, I finally feel that if I can get help from my master, that would be the greatest opportunity for me."
His tone became sincere, and when he looked at the old man, his eyes also became sincere.
"The disciple knows that the real person will never let the Shangyang disciples suffer injustice. As long as the real person takes action, the disciple will be saved."
The old man smiled and asked him, "Have you ever thought about refusing?"
Chen nodded slightly: "I have thought about it, and the answer I thought at the beginning was to refuse, because I am afraid of death."
The old man nodded: "Truth."
The old man said: "The ancient sage had the intention to die, but he was not afraid of death. This is not a shameful thing."
He looked at Chen Weiwei and asked: "If I want to remove your magic power, I need to first familiarize myself with what the inner energy of the triple cicada is. If I absorb some of the inner energy of the triple cicada's magic power from your Dantian, Are you willing?"
The moment he heard these words, Chen Weiwei's heart felt like it was about to explode.
It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s finally here!
Wang Fenglin told him that if Chen Weiwei wanted to truly rise to power in Fengyu Temple in Shangyang Palace, the old master must die.
Think about it, even if the old master is willing to cooperate with the emperor to pass the position of master to Xin Yanque and the position of temple master to Nie Wuzhi for the sake of the emperor's plan.
But for other seats, we must still take care of those highly respected people in Fengyu Temple. The old man is not really unkind and unrighteous.
Therefore, if an outsider like Chen Weiwei wants to gain a foothold in Fengyu Temple and occupy a place as quickly as possible, he can only hope that the old master will die soon.
Wang Fenglin told him that no one in this world can kill the old man. As long as you are still a human being, there is no need to doubt this.
Because as long as you are an individual, you cannot be a match for Lao Zhenren. As long as you are a practitioner, you can never surpass Lao Zhenren in practice.
In the whole world, the only person who can kill Lao Zhenren is Lao Zhenren himself.
Therefore, Wang Fenglin speculated that due to Lao Zhenren's obsession with martial arts practice, he would definitely be curious about the magic of immortality whenever he saw Chen Weiwei.
Of course, for a detached person like Lao Zhenren, he doesn't want to practice the Three-Level Cicada out of greed. He just wants to understand the world's martial arts.
So, this is the old man's only chance to kill himself.
Wang Fenglin told Chen Weiwei that according to the information given to the Wang family by Shangyang Palace insiders, the old man's health was indeed not as good as before.
This immortal magic power would not pose any threat to the old master at his peak, but for the old master at this age and period, it is a deadly poison.
At this moment, the old master saw Chen Weiwei's expression change, and he asked again: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so entangled?"
Chen Weiwei was startled, knowing that he had just lost his composure, so he quickly explained.
"I am really confused. I hope that the real person can save me, but I am also afraid that this magic power will hurt the real person."
The old man said: "Whether it hurts or not, I naturally know."
He asked slowly: "I'm just asking you, are you willing or not? You don't need to think about anything else."
Chen Weiwei pretended to hesitate for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing, I want to live."
The old man nodded: "In that case, I will take away part of the magic power from your body, and I will come back in a few days."
Chen Weiwei actually cried. He wasn't pretending, he was really moved.
He really felt a little flattered that the headmaster, with his status and status, was so kind to him.
The old master put his hand against Chen Weiwei's Dantian Qi sea. After a moment, Chen Weiwei felt that his Dantian suddenly became warm and felt comfortable.
But after a moment, the warmth turned into boiling heat, as if boiling water was rolling back and forth inside his body. The pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat and his body curled up involuntarily.
The next breath, he screamed in pain.
It didn't feel like an inner force had been pulled out by the old man, it felt more like the entire Dantian had been taken away directly.
Fortunately, this severe pain only lasted for a moment. Even if it lasted for a few more breaths, Chen Weiwei felt that she would not be able to bear it.
The old man looked down at his palm, raised his other hand, and used his index finger to draw something, like a rune, on the palm of his hand that had absorbed the inner energy.
Then a red light flashed in the palm, as if it was sealed.
The old master stood up and said: "You just need to cultivate yourself. I will break the magic power and come to treat you in two days. If I can't break it... you can just wait for two more days."
After speaking, the old man turned and left.
Chen Weiwei was extremely shocked at this moment.
Do you think the triple cicada magic skill can be cracked in just two days? For the old man, if a skill of this level cannot be solved in two days...then it will take another two days at most.
At this thought, Chen Weiwei suddenly regretted it.
He didn't know if his performance just now was because he exerted too much force, but he knew that his preparation for Goling this time was indeed not as good as he originally thought.
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