It was already noon when Changsheng and Xiaoyu walked out of Bingling Pavilion. The streets are bustling with people and excitement. The aroma of food also wafted from the restaurant, and the two couldn't help but sniff.
"That Elder Su is so annoying. He insisted on giving me a bracelet and forced me to admit the owner." Xiaoyu said with her lips curled up.
Immortality's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked into it: "Silly girl, this is a good thing."
"Brother Changsheng, I want to eat beancurd rice."
"Huh? Do you want to eat bean curd at noon?"
"Hmm~~~Hmm~~~, I just want to eat." Xiaoyu said while shaking Changsheng's arm.
"Okay, let's go eat."
The two of them walked all the way and came to the common bean curd rice stall. Seeing Xiaoyu happily eating bean curd like a child, a warm current surged into Changsheng's heart.
"Sir, there shouldn't be anyone vacant here, right?" A thin young man with a pale face and a sickly look came over and said.
Changsheng looked around at the other dining tables, and sure enough, there were people at all of them. He nodded to the young man and was suddenly startled.
Although the thin young man hid his cultivation, under the concentration of Changsheng's spiritual consciousness, the bright silver sea of Qi in his Dantian could be seen at a glance. The bright silver sea of qi, that is Xiao Juyuan’s cultivation level!
And the middle-aged Qi Hai next to him was actually dark silver, which meant that his cultivation level was the same as that of the Chen Peak Master seen in Bing Ling Pavilion just now.
"Looking at how impressive the young master and this young lady are, why would they eat at a street stall like this?" the thin young man said again.
"What's wrong with this place? Don't you want to eat here too?" Chang Sheng glanced at the young man warily.
"Haha, that's right. The only thing that has feelings and meanings is the fireworks in this world." The young man suddenly started coughing as he spoke, and quickly took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.
"Sorry, I've been feeling ill, and going out is troublesome." The young man smiled apologetically at Changsheng.
Chang Sheng was already on guard. But the young man's smile let Changsheng know that he had no hostility.
"Have you been suffering from this secret disease for a long time?" Changsheng asked.
"As time goes by, there is no way to cure it, so we can only find ways to suppress it."
"The skills you practice cause turbid air to flow throughout your body? Have you been suppressing it with thunder and fire techniques?"
The young man was suddenly shocked, because it was impossible to see what Changsheng said with the naked eye, and he did not feel the detection of Changsheng's spiritual consciousness at all.
After being surprised, the young man turned and smiled slightly: "Young master is very discerning. In addition to the thunder and fire technique, he also often uses some fire and thunder attribute elixirs."
"It is better to clear it than to block it. It can cause the turbid air to flow, and there will be constant conflicts between the exercises you practice."
Changsheng paused and then said: "You can completely guide these turbid qi into the Dantian Qi sea and the meridians throughout the body. With the movement of the true energy, not only will it not flow, but it can even balance those skills."
"Haha, I know this too. But guiding these turbid qi requires the assistance of elixirs, but no one can refine elixirs of this level now."
No one refines it? Changsheng looked at the young man strangely, then took out six or seven bottles of spiritual liquid with different properties from the storage bag and began to fuse them together.
Seeing Chang Sheng's skillful condensation and fusion of spiritual liquid, the people around him also cast curious glances.
After a while, six or seven bottles of spiritual liquid merged into one bottle. Changsheng then took out another blank jade slip and began to use his spiritual consciousness to carve it.
"Take this spiritual liquid first. If it works, use this recipe to refine the elixir and take it regularly. Although it cannot cure the disease, it can delay the suppression."
Chang Sheng said and handed the medicine bottle and jade slip to the young man.
At this time, Xiaoyu had finished the tofu pudding in the bowl. Changsheng stood up and hugged the young man: "Take it easy, you two. We will take the first step. Shopkeeper, settle the accounts."
"Young Master, I'll treat you to these bean curds." The young man stopped him and said, "Sir, this spiritual fluid should be worth a lot of money. I don't have anything valuable with me, so I'm borrowing these bean curds to offer to Buddha."
"Okay. Thanks." Changsheng hugged the young man, then put away the silver coins and left with Xiaoyu.
Watching the two Changsheng's retreating figures, the young man turned his head to explore the spiritual fluid, and then handed it to the middle-aged man beside him: "What do you think?"
"It's just an earth-attribute elixir. No, it's a fire-attribute elixir? No, it's not right. How can this have a mixture of water, fire, earth, wood, and thunder attributes without conflicting at all? Strange, strange."
"Haha, this is an interesting guy." The young man said with a smile and turned to leave.
The middle-aged man next to him immediately took out a handful of silver coins and threw them on the dining table, followed closely behind. However, the two bowls of bean curd on the table were not moved with a single chopstick.
At this time, Changsheng and Xiaoyu were walking towards the martial arts academy, talking and laughing. As soon as he entered the alley in front of the bamboo forest, Changsheng suddenly felt a huge pressure.
Little Juyuan strong man?
A cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body, and at the same time, a chill also ran to his head. Without thinking, Changsheng turned around and hugged Xiaoyu to protect her. The ruthless bones in his waist also instantly erupted with a bloody aura to face the coercion.
The coercion was blocked by the violent energy, but it was only blocked for a blink of an eye before the violent bones shattered. At the same time, the Holy Sun Armor on Changsheng's body also tore and shattered with a stabbing sound in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Chang Sheng's entire back was completely torn apart, and even the broken internal organs could be seen.
Ruiqi, Shengyangjia and his own body were able to block the pressure, but the remaining power still made Changsheng stagger forward and throw himself a few steps forward.
Changsheng hugged Xiaoyu tightly and insisted on not letting himself fall, because he knew that if he fell, Xiaoyu would be the only one to face it alone.
"You little beast, please accept your fate."
After the pressure, a loud shout came from behind, and a more powerful attack also attacked Changsheng.
"Brother Changsheng."
Xiaoyu shouted, and then a soft power emitted from the jade bracelet on Xiaoyu's wrist.
The moment before he lost consciousness, Chang Sheng vaguely heard a gentle cough.
…
Chang Sheng had a long dream. Very long, very long, as if a whole life has passed.
In the dream, he loved drinking, refining alchemy, and making friends.
In the dream, he also had a naughty and cute sister.
In his dreams, he would often help his friends fight. From time to time, he would help his sister beat someone up.
But one day, his spoiled sister caused a huge disaster and was captured by a very powerful person.
He wanted to save his sister, but he couldn't.
He was very anxious, seeing that his sister was about to disappear. He wanted to see her again, but he couldn't see her face clearly.
…
In the woods behind the martial arts academy, a thin, sickly young man and a middle-aged man in gray shirt quietly looked at Yuan Gongshu, who was slowly getting up from the ground with bleeding from his mouth and nose.
Yuan Gongshu stared closely at the two people in front of him, feeling extremely vigilant.
Even though I was a little accomplished person, I was injured by these two people and was brought here quietly without saying anything. If the two wanted him dead, there would be no chance of survival.
"I specifically told you not to touch the Immortal. What? Does the Lord of Yuan City think he has the strength to resist me?" the sick young man said coldly.
"Twelfth Young Master? Are you the Twelfth Young Master? But that little beast killed two of my sons!"
Among the entire Mingque, only the short, fat middle-aged man had seen the Twelve Young Masters, and all orders were issued through him. Others don't even know what the Twelve Young Master looks like.
"Then, you killed Chang Sheng for revenge? If I hadn't wounded you and taken you away, do you think you could have escaped from the hands of Wuyuan after killing Chang Sheng? Can you have escaped from Zhang Tu?"
"I just want to avenge my two sons!"
"Master Yuan City, don't forget that you are mine now. If you ruin my business, even if you have hundreds of thousands of sons, you won't be able to offset my loss."
As soon as the Twelve Young Master finished speaking, Yuan Gongshu's heart trembled suddenly and his brows furrowed.
"Think about what you will get after this is done. It's just two sons. You can have two more, or even twenty, or two hundred."
After a few breaths of silence, Yuan Gongshu let out a long sigh: "Okay, I admit it. But there is something I don't understand, and I hope the Twelve Young Master can clarify it."
"You want to ask why Changsheng can't move? What you should know will be known to you sooner or later. But what you shouldn't know, don't be too curious."
"Lord Yuan City, please take care of yourself."
After finishing speaking, the Twelve Young Master and the middle-aged man in gray shirt disappeared in a wave of air.
News spread like wildfire that a small Juyuan strongman was taking action in Mingque City.
The breath and movement of the little Juyuan strongman's attack were not comparable to those of Ningzhen. The moment Yuan Gongshu made his move, all the strong men in Mingque City felt it.
When people knew that the little Juyuan strongman was taking action against Changsheng, and that Changsheng was not dead, it was even more sensational.
The name of the powerful Xiao Juyuan did not appear on the big sign of the Bounty Hall, and the name of Changsheng did not disappear either. Everyone was asking about the origin of little Juyuan, but they found nothing.
Now there are over 21 million Lingyu in the market, and those who have bet the most are beginning to feel uneasy.
After four days in coma, Chang Sheng finally woke up.
There was a familiar faint fragrance in the nose, and the familiar and gentle Xiaoyu was still in front of her, but Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red and swollen from crying again.
"Brother Changsheng, you finally woke up. You scared me to death."
"Silly girl, you're crying like a tearful person again. As long as you're fine, how could anything happen to me?"
When Changsheng opened his eyes and saw Xiaoyu, he breathed a long sigh of relief, then smiled and rubbed Xiaoyu's head. In addition to Xiaoyu, there were also Tu Lao, Pan Yue, and Zi Qiu in the room. What Changsheng didn't expect was that Xia Siyao was also there.
This is the third time he has experienced life and death. Despite his fear, he finally understands that what is supposed to come in the cycle of cause and effect will always come, and there is no way to avoid it.
"You're fine." Ziqiu said with a smile.
"You're so awesome at the smelly meat chop. The little Juyuan strongman wanted to kill you, but then the big Juyuan strongman appeared and saved you." Xia Siyao said.
"There are still powerful people from the Great Juyuan who want to save me?" Changsheng looked confused.
Changsheng judged from the roar that the person who wanted to kill him should be Yuanjia. But who will save him? Or a strong man from the Great Juyuan?
By the way, that cough, could it be him?
Yaya, it’s messy, it’s too messy. Changsheng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
"Before the people from our martial arts academy arrived, if someone else hadn't wounded that man and taken him away, I'm afraid you would be gone now," Pan Yue said.
"Elder Xie Pan. It's good to be alive. By the way, where is Zaizai? Is Zaizai okay?"
"Zai Zai is fine, I've been holding her in my arms." Seeing her immortality, Xiaoyu burst into tears and smiled.
"You should stop running around recently. Although someone has saved you, your life will be in danger at any time if you are targeted by Xiao Juyuan."
"Elder Pan took the trouble."
Two or three days later, Changsheng began to be active again, but now there were almost no mercenaries' names on the big sign in the Bounty Hall. Xiao Juyuan can survive any attack, so if they go to find Changsheng, they are seeking death.
