Wu Langfeng said: "I heard that he went to Guangwu Divine Continent."
The master of Yelong Pavilion said: "Guangwu Shenzhou? Ye Family..."
Wu Langfeng said with a smile: "Zi Yuan killed Ye Zhaoting for Ye Yinghui last time. I thought that the head of the Ye family would be Ye Yinghui. Unfortunately, people are not as good as God. I didn't expect that the crippled Ye Shitian would be killed." Taking it away shows that Ye Yinghui is also useless."
The master of Yelong Pavilion sneered: "Do you think Ye Shitian is really such a simple person?"
Wu Langfeng said: "I don't know if Ye Shitian Jian is not simple, but his son Ye Zhenfeng is indeed not simple. In this sword trial competition, he won the first prize in one fell swoop. Even Dongfang Yexing, the leader of the Sword Soul Sect, was not his opponent. , it can be seen that this person will definitely be a serious problem for my Yelong Pavilion in the future!"
The master of Yelong Pavilion said: "Ye Zhenfeng is indeed not an ordinary person. Not only is he a peerless sword spirit, he also has friendships with Hengwu Kingdom, Blue Soul Capital, and Falling Cloud Kingdom. He is indeed something we must guard against."
Wu Langfeng nodded, and the group was about to leave.
… …
Blue Moon Valley.
Blue Moon Valley can be described as a paradise in the world. Peach trees are planted all over the valley and peach blossoms are everywhere. It is early spring now, and the delicate peach blossoms, whether white, red or pink, are blooming in layers all over the mountains and fields, doubling their beauty in the warm sunshine.
The spring breeze in the sky urges peach blossoms, and the branches bloom in early spring.
There are clusters of exquisite flowers on the branches, and the peach blossoms smile in the beautiful eyes.
Along the way, butterflies and bees shuttled between them from time to time. The peach trees were hung with bamboo wind chimes, and poems were written on them. The green bamboos and mottled bamboos shed tears, and they held up their pens to miss each other, still in the wind. It can be seen that the owner of the valley is An elegant person.
Monk Wuchen clasped his hands in his white monk's robe, and the white glazed Buddha beads on his chest exuded a warm luster. He squinted slightly, raised his head and gently smelled the fragrance of the peach blossoms in the tree.
He praised: "I didn't expect that after so many years, Blue Moon Valley is still the same! It's really nostalgic!"
Although his voice was extremely soft, it was still heard by Si Kong, who asked, "Monk, have you ever been to Blue Moon Valley?"
Wuchen smiled and said: "That happened many years ago..."
Si Bong smiled and said, "You sound like you are very old."
Wuchen smiled slightly and stopped arguing with him.
Things in the world are like a breeze, and everything suddenly becomes clear for a moment.
Suddenly I heard the sound of birds and realized that time is short.
The pavilion buildings in Blue Moon Valley are very simple, mostly made of bamboo. A row of red lanterns hang on the eaves, fluttering in the wind, adding a touch of excitement to the cold early spring.
The wind chimes made of bamboo make a roaring sound when the wind blows, like the endless waves of the sea or the whirling sound of the bamboo forest, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
When the wind blows, there must be an echo. You can imagine how lonely the person who hangs up the wind chimes feels in his heart. Deep in his heart, he is also waiting for an echo. However, the wind comes and goes, and people come and go. He can no longer Never heard that reply.
Chu Liuying said: "Everyone, please wait here. I will report to Master first."
Everyone nodded, and Chu Liuying led the disciples of Blue Moon Valley to leave. Only Ye Zhenfeng and others were left in the hall. Everyone waited for a long time, but no one came to see them, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
I have already drank two cups of tea, but the master of Blue Moon Valley has not come to see the guests. Everyone said that the master of Blue Moon Valley, Jiang Yanming, has always had a weird temper. Could it be that he did not agree to the treatment?
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Shang walked outside the house, reached out and fiddled with the wind chime that was spinning around. Looking at the poem written on it, he couldn't help but read it out slowly: "The wind blows in the sea of pear flowers, and I lie drunk in the peach blossom wind."
At this time, a somewhat fat middle-aged old man walked in quickly and looked at everyone.
He was dressed in a gray robe, and his hair was tied up randomly in a bun with a hairpin made of tree branches. A tiny gourd hung under the hairpin, and a large wine gourd hung around his waist. He was walking back and forth. It shakes and makes water sounds from time to time.
He glanced at Liu Woming first, and before Liu Woming could say hello, he rolled his eyes at him, and then walked over angrily and said, "Who wants to see a doctor?"
Zhuo Qi said: "This must be the master of Jiang Valley of Blue Moon Valley!"
Liu Woming opened his mouth and said: "Hu..."
"Ahem!" The fat man coughed, then sat down at the table beside him, placed the pulse pillow for diagnosing the pulse in front of the table, and said: "Who is sick? Put your hand over, I'm very busy. , there’s no time to waste, hurry up, hurry up!”
He kept urging, as if he was rushing to put out a fire.
When Ye Zhenfeng saw this, he didn't dare to delay. He immediately sat down and put his wrist on his.
He felt that Jiang Guzhu was very weird. He imagined that Jiang Yanming should be a worldly master with an immortal demeanor. He never thought that this master was also too greasy. Things in the world are really unpredictable. Material!
Seeing that Master Jiang Gu was grumpy and said that he was very busy and in a hurry, everyone stopped talking and waited quietly to avoid disturbing the master's pulse.
Jiang Yanming half-opened one eye and half-closed the other. Sometimes he was deep in thought, sometimes he stretched out his hand to touch the goatee on his chin, sometimes he looked up to the sky and sighed, and sometimes he hung his head and shook his head. Everyone was confused and in a state of confusion. .
Han Ziyue also felt that Jiang Yanming was a little weird, but she also thought that all outsiders were a little weird, so it was normal to think so.
Zhuo Qi, who was on the side, put his hand to cover his mouth, turned around and whispered to Liu Wo Ming, "Uncle Liu, why is this Jiang Valley Master so strange? I feel like he is very rude."
Just as Liu Wo Ming was about to say something, Jiang Yanming suddenly screamed. It was so sudden that everyone turned pale with fright.
Han Ziyue quickly asked: "Master Jiang Valley, has his injury changed?"
Jiang Yanming's plump face turned to look at Ye Zhenfeng, and said very seriously: "Congratulations, you have a happy pulse!"
Everyone yelled and almost fell down.
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and raised his forehead, turned to look at him, and said seriously: "Master Jiang Gu, I am a man, do you only know how to diagnose the happy pulse?"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Senior Brother Hu, you are fooling around again!" Chu Liuying said loudly as the man walked in with a smile on his face.
Then he said: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. Master is meeting a very important guest. Please wait a little longer."
Then, a group of servants in lavender clothes came up behind her, carrying exquisite pink pastries in their hands.
Chu Liuying added: "This is a peach blossom crystal cake made from newly picked peach blossoms. It tastes elegant and is best served with tea. Please try it!"
Bai Miaoluo said: "Miss Chu, Master Jiang Gu is meeting a visitor, so this is..."
The fat man walked forward with a smile, bowed his hands and said, "I'm just messing around."
Xu is the eldest disciple of Master Jiang Gu! I was just making a little joke with everyone! Hahaha! "
Zhuo Qi was a little angry and stepped forward angrily: "How could you do this? As a doctor, you actually joked with the patient? Didn't you see that his injuries were serious?"
Hu Ranxu pinched his goatee and said with a smile: "All eight meridians are damaged, which is indeed serious, but he is not ready to die soon. What are you doing in such a hurry, little girl? Are you rushing to the wedding hall to get married?" "
When he said this, Zhuo Qi couldn't help but blush.
Ye Zhenfeng stepped forward, raised his hands in salute, and said: "I am Ye Zhenfeng, Senior Hu is indeed a master of medical skills. He was able to diagnose that all eight of my meridians were damaged."
Huran Xu laughed, then waved his hand and said: "This little hero is more polite when he speaks. A dying man can be so open-minded and calm. I admire him! I admire him!"
Zhuo Qi was a little angry, stamped her feet, and whispered: "What a dying person, you are really annoying, your words are too ugly!"
Liu Wo Ming stopped her at the side and said, "That's just him. Don't be nagging with him."
He jumped randomly, squatted on the chair with his legs, then looked at Ye Zhenfeng who was sitting beside him, and said with some appreciation: "Young Master, I think you are quite open-minded. If I say this to you, don't you think so?" Are you angry?"
Ye Zhenfeng was startled, then smiled and said: "It is inevitable for people to die, so why should we be afraid?"
When Huran Xu heard this, he was very happy. He reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "This young master is really a calm person. We doctors have seen too many life and death. What we are most afraid of are those who cry and cry. The patient who won’t stop making trouble.”
Ye Zhenfeng smiled and expressed understanding.
Bai Miaoluo bowed his hands and said, "Senior Hu, I'm Bai Miaoluo, the master of Baiwu Hall. My brother has suffered damage to all eight of his meridians. I wonder if it can be cured?"
Huran Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled, spread his hands and said, "I don't have this ability anyway, but maybe my master does."
Zhuo Qi stepped forward and said, "Your master? You look young. Is your master very old?"
Hu Ranxu said very proudly: "No, no, my master is younger than me. I am fifty-two years old, seven years older than my master. Can't you tell? Doesn't it look very young?"
Zhuo Qi shrugged and said, "I really can't tell..."
What she said was actually a secret sarcasm for not being able to tell that the other person was young, but Huan Xu thought she was saying that she couldn't tell that he was old. She thought Zhuo Qi was praising her youth, so she couldn't help but feel a little complacent.
Huan Xu said proudly: "That's because as doctors, we probably all have some beauty-preserving remedies. The beauty-preserving pills I refined are very effective. If you like it, girl, I can give you a few pills."
Zhuo Qi was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands and said, "I don't want any of your beauty pills. I'm just afraid that if I take them, I will grow a few years older!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Han Ziyue said: "Senior Hu, since you are slightly older than Master Jiang Gu, how come you became his first disciple?"
Hu Luan Xu said: "It's nothing. My previous name in the world was 'Hu Luan Doctor'. My medical skills are quite good. Hu Luan Doctor can cure the patient with just one treatment. Do you think I'm good at it?"
Everyone was silent. Huan Xu opened his eyes wide and looked around at everyone, feeling a little embarrassed.
