Rebirth: The sickly prince ran away after flirting with him

Cangxi was amazed. There were twins Feng'er in front of him and Lin Tong who remained young forever behind.

Sure enough, the world of Jianghu is full of surprises!

The third elder felt as if the sky had fallen, "You are talking nonsense, don't spread rumors!"

"Look, I told the truth and you can't accept it. Why do you think I haven't been taken back after so many years? Because the old man didn't dare. He was afraid that his ugly behavior would be exposed. Did you know that when I escaped? What does it look like? There is nothing good about you, and now, you still think your master is a great saint?"

"No wonder you've only done this little thing in your life, you're such a waste!"

Lin Tong's internal strength was much higher than that of the third elder. Thinking of the friendship between masters and sects, he only used 70% of his strength just now, but now he was quite happy to scold him.

Cang Xi couldn't comfort the third elder. After all, he felt that the little carrot was right.

The third elder is very old, but his internal strength and martial arts skills are really not enough to compare with the best in the martial arts world.

Of course, not everyone is a martial arts prodigy, and the requirements don't have to be so high.

At this time, the third elder was so angry that he could not speak, but he actually felt in his heart that Lin Tong was right.

His practice had reached a bottleneck early. He had tried a few tricks with the Young Pavilion Master a while ago and gained some experience. Otherwise, he had not made any progress in the past twenty years...

For a moment, the third elder's emotions such as annoyance, frustration, and depression surged into his heart. His eyes turned red, and he was about to cry.

Lin Tong became numb instantly, "Zhao Zhijing, more than forty years have passed, not just a few years, how can you still..."

Still so prone to crying?

He really doesn’t look like a senior brother at all! ! !

That look in his eyes, that tone of voice, conveyed the feeling of hatred for steel.

Cang Xi saw some clues. This little carrot head didn't have any deep hostility towards the third elder. After Lin Tong told the "truth" about that year, the third elder already believed most of it. At that time, the two of them may have had feelings for each other. What a great brother.

Touching his chin, Cang Xi made a loud calculation in his heart.

It seems that pulling the little carrot head into Tianji Pavilion's subordinates is not a dream.

Quan Jin was sitting on the side. Although he was wearing a scholar-like human skin mask, his aura was still there.

Lin Tong saw that the monk should have listened to the scholar's words.

After all, from the moment he sat down until now, the monk's eyes have been glued to the scholar for at least 99% of the time.

So Lin Tong ignored the third elder who was hiding his face in sadness, but stood up and bowed respectfully to Quan Jin, "Master, can you do a good thing and let Jiuniang go?"

Quan Jin was a little surprised. He hadn't said a word from just now until now. This man had good eyesight.

"Then let me tell you straight, are you willing to follow him?"

Quan Jin raised his chin slightly, and the "he" in his words naturally meant Cangxi.

Cang Xi looked at Little Carrot Head with a smile, "If you are willing, I will give you a big gift."

The third elder wiped away the non-existent tears and said, "Junior brother, the Young Pavilion Master is a miracle doctor. Maybe he can cure you..."

"Cure me to become like you? I don't want it. How can I be young forever if I have a wife?"

Having said that, Lin Tong's heart moved shamefully, "But, do you really have that ability?"

"My name is Cang Xi, also known as Mo Liang."

"Are you the miracle doctor Mo Liang?!" Lin Tong jumped for a moment, then quickly lost his surprise, "I've heard about the name for a long time, and I've seen the miracle doctor before."

This gift is more sincere than the previous one. If you look closely, you can see his hands trembling slightly.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Cang Xi smiled, and while helping him up, he felt his pulse.

Then he followed his wrist and pinched his shoulder, "I've never seen such a fragile bone can withstand such a high internal force. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

There was a crunching sound of bones, and Quan Jin felt pain when he heard it.

"It should be no problem." Cang Xi retracted his hand, "I'll give you a choice. The first one is to stick to the status quo, and I will help you get rid of the residual poison in the meridians. The second one is to grow up, one year old every day, until you come. You look like you should, but the pain of bone growth is extraordinary, just like scraping bones to heal an injury. Especially your bones are more fragile than ordinary people, and the pain is even worse..."

After talking about some of the disadvantages of growing up, Cang Xi asked Lin Tong to think about it carefully.

At this time, Cichun and Lan Yue also brought steamed buns.

"Sir, can you let those two people go?" Lan Yue leaned into Quan Jin's ear and asked.

Quan Jin looked at Lin Tong.

Lin Tong said repeatedly: "I am willing to follow the Young Pavilion Master and never betray!"

"Ah."

Jiuniang and the waiter were brought out, a pretty woman in her thirties, and a thin boy in his teens.

"Jiuniang, it's okay." Lin Tong ran over and raised his head to comfort the frightened Jiuniang.

That Jiuniang looked at Lan Yue timidly, and then quickly lowered her head. She really looked like a mouse, good at stealing things, but she shrank when she was really stung.

"Guests, I'm very sorry...sorry..."

The young man pulled Jiuniang's arm, and his voice was rough as expected for someone of this age, "We were wrong, I'm sorry, we won't steal again."

After speaking, both of them lowered their heads, their faces as red as monkeys' butts.

Quan Jin was eating steamed buns and saw everyone looking at him, so he could only nod slightly, "It doesn't matter."

"A few of our guests need other food, so I'll prepare it right away."

Ci Chun always took care of Quan Jin's food with his own hands, so he followed suit when he saw this.

The young man stayed to pour tea, and Lin Tong followed Jiuniang away, holding his wine bag in his hand, with an obvious purpose.

Cang Xi was also greedy, the wine was very fragrant, "Little Carrot Head, bring me a pot too."

Lin Tong didn't know he was being called, but chopsticks attacked him from behind. He grabbed it quickly with quick eyes and hands. When he turned around and saw Cang Xi smiling, he finally understood and nodded quickly, "Okay."

He won't have any temper anymore.

When it comes to "growing up", who's the best person to have a temper?

The third elder also took the opportunity to approach Cang Xi and asked, "Young Pavilion Master, do you really want to take my junior brother with you?"

"Otherwise? Can you beat him?" Cang Xi curled his lips, "How about I help you unblock your veins and improve your kung fu?"

"Okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh. I have never suffered anything. I am not afraid of pain. Please help me, Young Pavilion Master!"

"Okay, as long as you are motivated."

Different people and different situations naturally use different diagnosis and treatment methods.

Regarding the third elder, Cang Xi thought about it and probably understood how to "treat" it.

Just move around a lot and find a suitable sword move or boxing technique for him to practice.

After telling the third elder about the method, he suddenly became enlightened.

How can we make progress if we keep walking the same old path?

"Oh, I should have thought of changing my sword manual a long time ago!"

The third elder beat his chest, but he ate the buns at a slow pace.

The wine at this inn is delicious and the steamed buns are excellent.