The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Three hours later, Pan Fengying brought Chen Zhihu to the Pan family in Longcheng.

Chen Zhihu was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. He was dazed for a while, and then screamed in pain.

Even Pan Fengnian couldn't help but frown after seeing it.

"Brother, you have to save Zhihu!" Pan Fengying cried.

Pan Fengnian comforted him: "Don't worry, Daochang Liu from Maoshan is here, it will be fine."

Pan Fengying felt relieved when she heard that the Taoist priest from Maoshan was there. Although she has never met Liu Mengyu, she has heard of the reputation of this Taoist priest. He is the current head of Maoshan, the younger brother of Taoist Gu Shoumo, the abbot of Wanfu Palace. He often goes down the mountain to catch demons and exorcise them. The Gusu area and even Jinling are famous.

"Daozhang Liu, please save my son!" Pan Fengying said respectfully.

Liu Mengyu said: "Don't worry, it's our duty to save lives and heal the wounded, and to exorcise demons and exorcisms. This person's methods are so vicious and despicable, Jane's head is extremely hateful!"

Pan Fengying said: "That's right, this person is very despicable. He put a magic spell on my son and threatened me to spend [-] billion, otherwise he will let my son die in pain!"

Liu Mengyu became even more angry when he heard this. Ten billion! How dare you speak! He was even more convinced that the person who cast spells on Chen Zhihu was a heinous person.

"Hmph! After I cure Mr. Ling, I will go to Shenzhou to get rid of this man!"

Pan Fengying was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much, Taoist Master Liu. Taoist Master Liu is a god. Get rid of this villain and benefit the people. His merits will last forever!"

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it. Liu Mengyu enjoyed listening and was very happy. He came to Chen Zhihu's side, sat down and stretched out his hand to touch Chen Zhihu's pulse gate.

As soon as his hand touched his pulse, Liu Mengyu frowned suddenly.

Then, he changed his hand. Then he released his hand from his pulse gate and touched Chen Zhihu's legs, then his stomach.

Liu Mengyu almost touched Chen Zhihu's whole body, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Because he found that there seemed to be nothing he could do about Chen Zhihu's injuries, or "evil spells".

And he also realized that this didn't look like "evil magic". When all evil magic invades the body, there must be sinister energy sinking into the veins. But Chen Zhihu couldn't find the slightest trace of evil in him.

But this doesn't look like a martial arts technique. Martial arts techniques focus on dividing the muscles and bones, or using the true energy to change the pulse, causing the qi mechanism of the meridians to be disordered. As for Chen Zhihu, his bones were intact, his tendons were not broken, and there was no retrograde Qi in his meridians.

This is more like an extremely advanced spell.

Liu Mengyu was dumbfounded.

What should I do?

"Daozhang Liu, how are you?" Pan Fengying felt something was wrong with Liu Mengyu's face.

Although Liu Mengyu is a Taoist priest, he is also a person who cares about face. He just made a guarantee and vowed to eliminate the evil for the people. Now he can't even find the root cause of the disease, which is too embarrassing.

He decided to give it a try, with a sullen face, he put his fingers against Chen Zhihu's acupoints, and the true energy surged out from his fingertips and poured into Chen Zhihu's meridians.

Chen Zhihu suddenly screamed, his whole body was cramped in pain, and his whole face was distorted.

Liu Mengyu was startled and quickly stopped his hand.

"Zhihu!" Pan Fengying rushed forward in distress, shouting, "Zhihu, what's wrong with you? Zhihu!"

Pan Fengnian saw beads of sweat breaking out on Liu Mengyu's forehead and wondered, "Dao Zhang Liu, what's going on?"

Liu Mengyu sighed and said: "I am incompetent and cannot cure Master Chen's injury."

"Can't even Taoist Master cure it?" Pan Fengnian asked in surprise, "Taoist Master, what kind of injury is this?"

Liu Mengyu shook his head and said, "I can't tell either."

Chen Zhihu's painful screams gradually became lower and he could no longer scream in pain. Looking at his distorted facial features, Pan Fengying felt extremely distressed and knelt down with a plop:

"Daochang Liu, please, save my son! You must save my son!"

Pan Fengnian also said: "Please ask the Taoist priest to think of a solution."

Liu Mengyu said: "For the current plan, we can only send him to Wanfu Palace and ask my senior brother to take action."

"Okay! Then go to Maoshan!"

Pan Fengnian made a decisive decision and immediately arranged vehicles and personnel to carry Pan Fengying, her son and Liu Mengyu, and headed towards Maoshan.

Of course, he didn't forget to give a generous gift and packed a separate car.

Because Liu Mengyu was there, it took no effort to go up the mountain to the Wanfu Palace, and soon met the current head of the Maoshan Sect, Taoist Gu Shoumo.

Liu Mengyu briefly explained the cause and effect of the matter, and said: "Senior Brother, Mr. Chen's injury is very strange. I am powerless and can only come to ask Senior Brother for help and ask Senior Brother to take a look."

Gu Shoumo nodded slightly and walked to Chen Zhihu without saying anything else.

Brother and sister Pan Fengnian and Pan Fengying stood aside nervously. The leader of Maoshan had a sense of majesty about him. Pan Fengying wanted to speak, but she didn't dare.

Gu Shoumo glanced at Chen Zhihu, his eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He did not feel Chen Zhihu's pulse, but stretched out his index and middle fingers and gently touched Chen Zhihu's chest without moving.

After a while, Gu Shoumo suddenly turned around and asked, "Who have you offended?"

Liu Mengyu and Pan Fengnian looked at Pan Fengying at the same time.

"It's a villain named Li Muchen who used evil magic to harm my son and threatened me to spend [-] billion before he would save him. Taoist priest, you must save my son!" Pan Fengying said.

Gu Shoumo didn't speak, just looked at Pan Fengying.

For some reason, Pan Fengying felt a little uncomfortable under Gu Shoumo's gaze.

"Taoist Master Gu, is my nephew sick or injured? Can it be cured?" Pan Fengnian saw something was wrong and asked.

Gu Shoumo said expressionlessly: "It can be cured, but..."

"But what?" Pan Fengnian said, "If you need anything, Taoist Master, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will try my best."

Pan Fengying also said: "Yes, Taoist Priest, as long as my son can be cured, I will agree to any conditions!"

Gu Shoumo shook his head: "It can be cured, but I'm afraid no one in the world dares to cure it."

"What?" Pan Fengnian was shocked, "What does the Taoist priest mean?"

"That's what I mean." Gu Shoumo said, "I dare to assert that even if you ask famous doctors all over the world and search for hermits and masters, no one dares to treat Mr. Ling. You two, please go back and untie the bell. You still have to tie the bell.”

After saying that, Gu Shoumo stood up and headed back to the inner hall of Wanfu Palace.

Pan Fengying fell into despair.

If Gu Shoumo said it couldn't be cured, she still had a glimmer of hope and could find another famous doctor. But Gu Shoumo actually said that no one in the world dared to govern, which was tantamount to killing all her options.

Pan Fengnian looked at Liu Mengyu: "Daozhang Liu, look at this..."

Liu Mengyu shook his head and said: "My senior brother never lies. Since he said so, I'm afraid the only one who can hurt Mr. Ling is the one you offended."

Pan Fengnian was stunned for a while, then finally sighed and said, "Let's go."

……

Pan Fengnian and Pan Fengying left, and Liu Mengyu entered the inner hall, found his senior brother Gu Shoumo, and asked: "Senior brother, what's going on? Why did you say that just now? Can this injury be cured?"

After Gu Shoumo burned incense in front of the statue of his ancestor, he turned back to look at Liu Mengyu and said, "Junior brother, you have been walking around in the world of mortals for so long that you have even ruined the state of your martial arts. You didn't even notice the seal of the capital of heaven in that kid's body."

"Tiandu seal?" Liu Mengyu said in surprise, "How is this possible?"

Gu Shoumo looked into the distance and murmured the name he just heard: "Li Muchen... I can't mistake the immortal method..."