After Liang Xiaopi left, Liang Xiaowei walked to the bed again and stared at the old man, then shook her head and sat at the table in a daze full of thoughts.
In two months, there will be a competition between the three clans that happens every five years. This is a major event that will determine the development of the Liang family in the next five years.
They have received news that both the Xiang family and the Wu family have recruited a Jindan-level guest minister to participate in this competition. Only their Liang family, the guest minister is hesitant.
Liang Xiaowei knew what Yang Dawei wanted, but she was really unwilling to do so.
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"Master, why do you need so many elixirs for nourishing vitality and promoting blood circulation? Are you injured?" To the east of Liangjia Square, the steward in the medicine hall frowned and asked the fat man in front of him.
"Oh, just take it if I ask you to. Why is there so much nonsense? Ahem..." Liang Xiaopi said with an impatient look on his face, pretending to cough twice.
"Master, are you really injured? Come, let me show you..." The old steward suddenly looked worried when he saw this, and he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter.
"What the hell! Get the medicine quickly, you don't have to worry about my affairs." Liang Xiaopi yelled.
"That's...okay."
Seeing this, the old steward felt helpless and could only rummage around in the medicine cabinet.
In fact, elixirs are not the best for recuperating injuries. Some combinations of elixirs recorded in classical medical books are much more effective than elixirs. However, for the sake of convenience, few practitioners are willing to study these ancient elixirs. Just medical skills.
However, some families in this world still value medical skills.
"Grandpa Fang, you can't tell others about me getting the medicine, otherwise, I will be angry." After taking the dried elixir, Liang Xiaopi warned again.
"No, young master, I can't explain to the head of the house and the old head of the house with you like this." Fang Changde felt a little embarrassed.
"What are you going to tell me? If you want to check the accounts, just take care of it yourself. I'll give it to you later. You don't have to worry about the rest."
"Hey, you kid, okay, okay, you go."
Hearing what Liang Xiaopi said, Fang Changde could only agree with a wry smile. He didn't care about a few spirit stones, but he was just a little worried about Liang Xiaopi's injury.
This kid has liked to pester him since he was a child. He has long treated Liang Xiaopi as his own grandson.
Liang Xiaopi was also a little clever. After taking the medicine, he did not go straight to his sister's courtyard. Instead, he went back to his cave first, boiled the medicine into juice and put it into a jade bottle, and then sneaked to Liang Xiaowei's courtyard.
"Sister, how is this old guy doing?" Liang Xiaopi walked into the house and asked his sister who was in a daze.
"Nothing happened. Is the medicine healed?" Liang Xiaowei came back to her senses.
"Okay, I'll feed it to him right now."
Liang Xiaopi said something, sat beside the bed, slowly poured the thick concoction from the jade bottle into the old man's mouth, and stared at the old man again, "This old guy looks like he's dying, his breath is worse than It was still weak before, so this medicine may not have any effect..."
"Just try your best. If you can't save him, you can't blame us."
"Okay, sister, go and do your work. I'll just take care of it here."
"Okay, I'll go to Fangshi for a visit and then come back."
"..."
After the two siblings said a few words, Liang Xiaowei stood up and left with deep thoughts. Liang Xiaopi sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the bed and practiced, looking very hard.
This old man was of course Lu Li. He was wrapped in the weird mist that day. Even though he jumped into the sea, the mist did not let go of him and penetrated into his body.
At this time, all the internal organs in Lu Li's body were dry. Even the Nascent Soul was gray-white in color, without any luster. As for the soul, it had already fallen into a deep sleep, with only a trace of breath hanging around.
What Liang Xiaopi didn't know was that as soon as the nourishing liquid entered Lu Li's body, it was eaten up by the dried flesh and blood in Lu Li's body. But because the medicinal solution was of too low a grade and the amount was too small, it seemed to have no effect at all.
After practicing for a while, Liang Xiaopi stood up again. He took out a bottle of nourishing essence liquid and fed it into Lu Li's mouth. He muttered: "Hey, you said that the Sea of Annihilation is so big that it will rush you into it." What's wrong is that you rushed to the boundary of my Liang family and met such a nice person like me. I don't know whether you are lucky or I am unlucky..."
the other side.
To the north of Jiwei Island, there are three major families, the Wu Family.
The Wu family and the Liang family are about the same strength. The one with the highest cultivation level is Wu Ling, the head of the old family. He is over 180 years old and has reached the peak of foundation building.
Even though he is only at the peak of foundation building, he is already considered an extraordinary existence on this second-level island, Jiwei Island.
Because the resources above are only at the second level, except for the high-level monks who occasionally travel here to rest here temporarily, there are almost no experts who are more than foundation builders to live here permanently.
The three major families sometimes promise some benefits and let passing high-level monks become their guests. These guests usually don't have to do anything, as long as they take action during the competition between the three families.
Logically speaking, high-level monks should look down on this low-grade spiritual stone, but because there are so many second-level islands like the Sea of Annihilation, a little adds up to a lot, and it is equivalent to giving it for free. There are also some casual cultivators who are happy with this.
"Senior, how about it? As long as you agree, our Wu family will honor you with five hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones every year, plus some precious medicinal materials. In addition, if our Wu family finds an opportunity, we will also give priority to inform you, senior. What do you think?"
On this day, at the edge of the Wu family's family square, Wu Ling, the very old head of the Wu family, was speaking humbly to the people around him.
Half a million low-grade spiritual stones were already equivalent to 30% of Jiwei Island's annual output of spiritual veins, but Wu Ling didn't feel distressed at all.
Because as long as they win the first place in the competition, the Wu family can get 70% of the spiritual veins. As for the remaining second place, they can only get 20%, and the last place can only get 10%.
Even if 30% is given to this person, then the Wu family can only enjoy 40%, far more than the other two major families. In five years, the Wu family may directly leave the other two families behind.
Moreover, spiritual veins are only part of it, and other minerals on Jiwei Island are also distributed in this way.
Calculating it like this, their Wu family is not at a loss at all.
The person next to him was wearing a dark yellow robe and looked very old. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Wu family, are you sure that there are no Yuanying ancestors on Jiwei Island?"
"Senior, don't worry. Not to mention the Yuanying Ancestor, even the Golden Elixir masters are extremely rare. As far as our Wu family knows, we have only found one guest from the Xiang family who is in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. As for the Liang family's early Golden Elixir, so far It’s not decided yet…”
"Haha, okay, in that case, I will help you once, but let's not talk about other things for now, your granddaughter..." The old man in yellow robe touched his beardless chin and smiled.
After hearing this, Wu Ling hesitated and said, "Senior, don't worry, after the matter is completed, Yuzhen will be yours, senior..."
