Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"Huang'er, who exactly is this old Taoist nun?"

Shen Zhaojun asked tentatively, her daughter did not trust her and she saw through many things but refused to tell her.

You Huang curled up in the quilt, thinking again and again, "I was still young at that time, and I didn't understand many things. I only knew that many rich people came to her for fortune-telling, but the old nun only told three fortunes a day, and charged two taels of silver for each fortune, but there were still many people who came to her for fortune-telling."

"Could the old Taoist nun you're talking about be the Snow Sea Fairy?"

When it comes to two taels of silver for a divination, Yan Ruzhi immediately thinks of a character: "Legend has it that the Snow Sea Fairy travels the world, accumulating merits by telling fortunes for people to eliminate disasters and solve problems, and improving her own cultivation."

"do not know."

Youhuang thought about it and answered truthfully, he really didn't know and it was up to them to believe it or not.

The old nun doesn't like to talk and only speaks when she is telling fortunes. Most of the time she is either sitting in meditation, reading, or drawing talismans and making peace sachets.

In her previous life, she did not understand the old nun at this time. Later, after her cultivation reached a certain level, she realized that the old nun was a cultivator but her aptitude was not outstanding, at least not qualified to join the seven major immortal sects.

Shen Zhaojun was a little disappointed that she could not get an answer from You Huang. She said calmly, "You should have a good rest. Mother will make arrangements for contacting Tianji Pavilion."

You Huang hummed softly and shrank back into the quilt. It was not her fault that she deliberately concealed her strength, but Shen Zhaojun had left her with too big a shadow in her previous life. Who knew that Shen Zhaojun would force her to do something against the will of heaven after knowing that she was also a cultivator?

Shen Zhaojun and Yan Ruzhi looked at each other and walked out of the room together.

In the corridor, Shen Zhaojun whispered, "What is the origin of Fairy Xuehai? How come I have never heard of this person?"

Yan Ruzhi said nonchalantly, "I also heard my great grandfather talk about it when I was a child. He said that he encountered difficulties when he was young, and fortunately a fairy lady gave him guidance and helped him get out of the predicament. He also said that this fairy lady only calculated three hexagrams a day, and charged two taels of silver for each hexagram, saying that this was to offset the mistake of revealing the secrets of heaven."

"My great grandfather also said there is a magical phenomenon." Yan Ruzhi thought carefully and said, "Every day, people who get the chance to have their fortune told, whether they come here on purpose or just happen to pass by and join in the fun, must have something concerning life and death that needs to be resolved in the near future."

"Xuehai Fairy is really that powerful." Shen Zhaojun said thoughtfully, "What if a bad guy gets a chance to tell fortunes and comes to her for help?"

"The fairy lady would return the divination fee on the spot and refuse to tell fortunes for bad people," Yan Ruzhi said unsurely, "but that was a hundred years ago. The fairy lady Xuehai was already over a hundred years old at that time. She probably wouldn't be alive today."

"Let's put aside the matter of Fairy Xuehai for now." Shen Zhaojun looked around to see if there was anyone around, and lowered his voice and asked, "Can't you find out what disease those soldiers have?"

"I'm sorry, I've tried my best." Yan Ruzhi admitted that she was powerless and said calmly, "I've tried all kinds of medical treatments, but not only did they not alleviate their symptoms, they feel worse than before. I'd better ask the evil doctor for help. The Marquis's condition can't be delayed any longer."

"Please let me think about this matter again."

Shen Zhaojun was also helpless, as the imperial law clearly stipulated that court officials were not allowed to have anything to do with underworld forces.

Seeking help from the evil doctor is equivalent to seeking help from the Tianji Pavilion. Once the political enemies get to know about it, they will certainly add fuel to the fire and make the matter worse, plunging the Wushenhou Mansion into dire straits.

"It is not necessary for the Marquis' wife to come forward in this matter." Yan Ruzhi thought for a moment and said, "Miss Youhuang also said just now that as the heir of Medicine King Valley, the evil doctor would be willing to see me. I will personally explain the situation to the evil doctor. With the Marquis's contributions, I believe he will not refuse to help."

"The appearance of demonic energy in Tiandu is no small matter, and they don't want the situation to escalate."

After much deliberation, Shen Zhaojun agreed to Yan Ruzhi's suggestion and asked the evil doctor from Tianji Pavilion for help in the name of Yaowang Valley.

The two of them had turned down the volume when talking, but Youhuang could still hear it clearly.

It seems that she did not guess that the God of War Hou Chu Ce, who had not appeared in the previous life, was indeed infected with evil spirit, and his situation was the most serious among everyone.

So the content of the copy is: rescue Wushenhou.

I have just tried my best to transmit the evil energy. I wonder if those people in Tianji Pavilion have received it and whether they have worked out a plan to eliminate it.

Sitting and waiting for death is not Youhuang's style. Instead of pinning all hopes on waiting for others, it is better to seize the time to practice and improve his cultivation. As long as he breaks through to the foundation-building stage, he can eliminate the evil spirit in Chu Ce's body, and perhaps change his fate of marriage.

Youhuang closed his eyes, cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and circulated the Qi in his body.

As long as one is not in a hurry to achieve success in the orthodox Xuanmen exercises, there will be no risk of going astray, and there will be no worries when practicing.

The pure spiritual energy slowly traveled through the meridians, and wherever the spiritual energy passed was like a long-drought sweet dew, quickly restoring vitality. Finally, it was like a star staying in the darkness, slightly illuminating the originally dark sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at the vague outline in the dim light, Youhuang found it very interesting. It turned out that this was the sea of ​​consciousness of an immortal cultivator.

Although I can't see it clearly, I can feel its vastness. Unfortunately, my spiritual power is weak and not enough to illuminate my sea of ​​consciousness. I can't see what color it is, and I can't guess the attributes of my spiritual roots.

This means that she is currently unable to choose a suitable technique to practice on her own.

When she was about to circulate the Qi again, she felt something piercing her philtrum. The pain made her open her eyes suddenly, and her gaze was as sharp as a frosty sword.

Yan Ruzhi's magnified facial features came into view. You Huang was stunned for a moment and immediately suppressed the murderous look in his eyes. He turned his head and saw a particularly dazzling red sun outside the window.

The bedroom window faces east, so it is early morning.

Youhuang was stunned. He didn't expect that it would take most of the day to complete one cycle.

No wonder so many people abandon the path of immortality and practice the path of magic. You should know that in her previous life, she practiced magic and in the early days she almost advanced one level every month.

Of course, this is only one of the reasons. The most important one is that the spiritual energy in Tiandu is so thin that it can be ignored. If one wants to break through to the foundation-building stage in a short period of time, one can only rely on the effects of spiritual stones or elixirs.

"Thank God, Miss Xie Yan."

Tingxue's excited voice brought Youhuang back to reality. Looking at everyone's excited expressions, he felt a little at a loss.

Yan Ruzhi put away the silver needle and said, "Miss Youhuang has been in a coma since yesterday afternoon. Her breathing and pulse are very weak, which scared everyone."

Hearing this, Youhuang forced an awkward smile on his sickly little face: "I don't feel unwell anywhere, maybe I'm just tired and slept too deeply. You don't have to worry about me..." His stomach made an inopportune noise.

"I'm hungry. Can I have breakfast?" Youhuang immediately changed the subject.

"Yes, yes..." Xuan Bing said hurriedly, "The kitchen has cooked porridge. I will go get it right away."

"I want meat, not porridge." Thinking of yesterday's breakfast, You Huang immediately reminded Xuan Bing, "It would be best if it were roasted chicken or braised pork knuckle."

"Miss Youhuang, you can't eat greasy food when you are sick." Yan Ruzhi spoke in a doctor's tone. Youhuang rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't make me crazy with hunger. If you make me crazy with hunger, I will bite you like a pig's trotter."