Jing Wudi froze.
He stared at Fan Li and found that he was looking at him sincerely.
silence.
Deathly silence.
In the side hall, there seemed to be some evil wind blowing.
Jing Wudi subconsciously wrapped himself in the quilt.
There was also a hint of twisted unnaturalness in his resolute cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Long Yang... I really can't accept it. Can't I repay you in other ways?"
When Fan Li heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
"grass!"
He cursed silently.
"cough!"
"That...misunderstood."
"What I mean is that I hope you will join the Great Jin Kingdom and serve as the director of the Overwatch Council."
Fan Li quickly explained that his original intention was to recruit Xuantian Sect as a team member of the Jin Dynasty Supervisory Yuan.
Now that only Jing Wudi is left in Xuantian Sect, he is asked to build the framework of the Supervisory Council from scratch.
The misunderstanding was clarified, but Jing Wudi still didn't agree immediately.
"Your Excellency is so kind, Wu Di shouldn't have refused."
"In fact, the Xuantian Sect's style of conduct should not allow them to live in the mountains for a long time."
"only……"
Jing Wudi found it difficult to speak.
The Qingyun Sect is holding the body of their ancestor Jing Ke. Jing Wudi wants to unlock the secret of [Yi Shuihan] and must get the body back!
But now that Xuantian Sect is dead and he is the only one left, what capital does he have left to compete with Qingyun Sect?
The sect was destroyed and the remains of the ancestors have not yet been found.
Jing Wudi felt that he was burdened with countless hatreds and responsibilities, but could not do anything well.
He feels ashamed, blames himself, and feels ashamed!
He even didn't have the nerve to say his rejection of Fan Li!
"There's one more thing I forgot to tell Brother Jing."
Fan Li clapped his hands.
Outside the side hall, several Qingyun Sect disciples have been waiting for a long time.
They brought in an ice coffin and placed it gently in front of the two of them.
The ice coffin is crystal clear, like a piece of exquisite art, carved from a single piece of black ice.
As long as the mysterious ice coffin like this is injected with spiritual energy regularly, you will never have to worry about melting.
Inside the ice coffin, a man's body lay quietly.
Although it has been thousands of years, the man's appearance, carved with swords and pens, still bears some resemblance to Jing Wudi!
Looking closer, the man's face is calm, as if he is sleeping peacefully.
But he had many scars all over his body, some of which were fatal sword wounds!
"Brother Jing."
"I have convinced the head of the Jade God Son to sell Jing Ke's body."
Hearing what Fan Li said, Jing Wudi sat up from the bed excitedly!
His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief!
"How can this be?!"
In fact, Jing Wudi had never seen the remains of his ancestors.
But just one look at the ice coffin, Jing Wudi felt the blood in his body surge!
He had no doubt about the authenticity of the remains in the ice coffin!
"Hearing what happened to Brother Jing, the head of Jade God Son expresses deep sympathy."
"He asked me to give Jing Ke's body to Brother Jing. I hope that the Qingyun Sect and the Jing family will turn their feud into friendship from now on."
Fan Li wants to conquer Jing Wudi, but he doesn't want to take all the credit.
His goal is to conquer Yu Shenzi and Jing Wudi together.
The conflict between these two people has lasted for thousands of years, including their ancestors.
If we don't take the opportunity to resolve it now, it will not be a good idea to have conflicts again if we are ministers of the same court.
As for the cost of purchasing Jing Ke's body, Yu Shenzi offered a high price, and Fan Li readily agreed without counter-offering!
"Your... name is Fan Li?"
Jing Wudi stared at Fan Li closely and spoke very slowly.
"yes."
"Emperor of the Jin Dynasty?"
"That's right."
Fan Li answered fluently and openly faced Jing Wuhui.
"Your Majesty the Emperor..." Jing Wudi said slowly: "I would like to use the Qingyun Sect to retreat for half a month. During this period, neither Your Majesty nor the Qingyun Sect will come to disturb me, is that okay?"
He doesn't surrender or express gratitude, but he wants to retreat and Fan Li is not allowed to disturb him?
This attitude is already somewhat disrespectful.
Fan Li asked, "Is half a month enough? You don't have to worry, we have plenty of time."
"That's enough." Jing Wudi said resolutely: "In half a month, I will give an explanation to Your Majesty."
Explain?
What explanation?
Jing Wudi didn't say anything, and Fan Li didn't ask further questions.
This is also a test of the trust between the two parties.
"good!"
Fan Li turned around and strode outside the side hall.
"I've been waiting for you for half a month!"
This was the first time that Fan Li considered himself the emperor of the Jin Dynasty.
…
…………
Time passes day by day.
Yu Shenzi couldn't sit still.
According to Fan Li's request, he spared no effort in medicinal materials and sent a bowl of Changchun soup to the side hall every day.
What a pity, it was given to Jing Wudi?
"What's going on with that poor and reckless man who eats the old man and lives in the old man's house?" Yu Shenzi stroked his beard and felt more and more awkward the more he thought about it.
Although Fan Li promised that Jing Wudi would pay for all the expenses.
But is Fan Li necessarily reliable?
During this period of time together, Fan Li often visited Jade God Son.
In addition to praising the extraordinary inheritance of Qingyun Sect and the outstanding medical skills of the Jade God Son, his words also hinted at the intention of wooing him.
"Fan Li also wants to win over Lao Dao?"
"Why?"
"The old Taoist has not inquired about his origins in detail."
"Seeing as Fan Li is so young, talented and generous, he is very likely to come from a wealthy family. He may even be a prince of which dynasty?"
The more Yu Shenzi thought about it, the more reasonable it became.
He was a little excited and a little distressed.
The Qingyun Sect surrendered to a force, and he no longer had to worry about the sect's livelihood.
However, the Central Plains has not yet been unified, and it is risky to rashly join one force.
Yu Shenzi was particularly worried that after living under someone else's roof, he would be busy with various social activities and would not be able to study medicine carefully.
"no!"
"Even if you owe Fan Li a favor, just try your best to repay him."
"It is reckless to entrust yourself and your sect to others so easily!"
"It is better to be still than to move. It is better for Qingyun Sect to maintain the status quo."
Just as Yu Shenzi was thinking about it, he saw a familiar figure standing outside the house.
It's Fan Li.
He was wearing brocade clothes and a jade belt around his waist. He had a warm smile and looked like an elegant nobleman.
Jade Godzi looked at it in a daze, and had random thoughts in his heart.
"With the character of little friend Fan Li, your Majesty must be generous and kind."
"At least, he shouldn't be a cold-blooded person who shares hardships and wealth."
Thinking like this, Jade Godzi felt yearning for him for a moment.
He shook his head to get rid of these distracting thoughts.
"My little friend came early today."
"Come in quickly and have a taste of the eternal spring."
Yu Shenzi poured water and made tea himself, with a sophisticated and authentic technique.
Fan Li was already a regular visitor, and he sat down opposite Yu Shenzi, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.
"The Qingyun Sect has cultivated Wannianchun with its medical skills. No matter how much the younger generation drinks it, they will never get tired of it." Fan Li said with a smile: "It is slightly bitter, has a sweet aftertaste, has a mellow taste, and has a clear qi. It is truly the best tea."
Hearing his praise, Yu Shenzi felt like a close friend and smiled from ear to ear.
"It's just that the fragrance of tea is also afraid of the deep mountains."
"The spring of ten thousand years is hidden in the mountains of Nanling. When will the world be able to taste its fragrance?"
Fan Li was talking about tea, but it was obvious that he meant something.
The best fragrant tea will also be buried in the mountains.
Isn't it a pity that the leader of Qingyun Sect's medical profession is also buried in the mountains?
"this……"
Yu Shenzi smiled awkwardly and was unable to answer.
He is not a hermit, and he also regrets that his talents were not appreciated and his pearls fell into dust.
However, how easy is it for Qingyun Sect to be born?
Especially Fan Li, with his background and strength, is he qualified to let the Qingyun Sect come out?
(End of chapter)
