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Tianli City was broken, and Wuyou's disciples who were hiding in the outer city could finally enter the mountain.

Zhu Mengxi led the disciples of the Ling family to clean up and search the battlefield, and found a problem.

"Master, there is no trace of over-renovation here. According to your records, there should be a cavernous treasure in the belly of the snow-capped mountain."

Ling Chu frowned, he realized that Shi Heng had something else to hide.

The Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar is the place where Tianli City collects books and stores medicines. After all, as the master of a sect, how could he ruin the essence of the entire sect for hundreds of years.

What Ling Chu asked Zhu Mengxi to search was the secret place hidden in Tianli City.

Zhao Rong'an's Bai Luan robe was ruined, so he handed Ling Xi over to Wuyou to take care of him, and came to ask about Ling Chu's situation.

Ling Chu said: "Then, the situation is different, I need to stay here, and you go back first with Xi'er."

Zhao Rong'an wanted to speak, but thought that he was too overdrawn, and it was useless to stay, so he immediately understood, and followed Wuyou back.

Ling Chu stayed alone in Tianmen Snow Mountain, searching along the mountains for a day and a night, but found nothing.

During the long snowy night, Ling Chu was resting in the ruins of Guzhaoxuan, when a wolf howled from afar, the sound shook the sky, causing a large-scale avalanche.

Ling Chu immediately went to check, and seeing a pair of dark red eyes, he realized that it was his father's Steppenwolf.

Although Steppenwolf can't speak to others, he has a very high IQ and deep cultivation.

Since Ling Mo's death, the wolf has left Shenling City and hid in the place where its master died, looking for clues and Ling Chu.

The wolves have guarded the snow ridge for dozens of years, and they have gained insight into the style and appearance of this place, and have a glimpse of the secrets of Tianli City.It signaled Ling Chu to follow, leading it to pass three mountain ranges and stop at a cliff at the western foot of the snow mountain.

Ling Chu was shocked when he saw the scene under the cliff.

Under the cliff is the Fushengzhuanmeng altar that I saw 20 years ago. At this time, it is quiet in the altar at night, and there are occasional people who watch the watch. The terraced fields in the altar are luxuriant, and there is a thriving scene. .

In the original world, he kept using spells and transferred Zhuanmeng to this place.

The wolf crouches down and asks Ling Chu to take a ride, Ling Chu leaps onto the wolf's spine, the wolf bows and jumps between the eaves, sending Ling Chu to the middle of Fushengzhuanmeng.

On the altar in the middle, the box containing the red crystal dagger is no longer there, only a scroll.

Ling Chu didn't dare to be careless, he used his breath to protect his left hand, and went to take it off.

As soon as the scroll left the altar, bells rang in the altar, hundreds of wind chimes rang in unison, and then there was the sound of getting up, and the sound of hurriedly opening the door, all rang together.

After a while, the platform in the altar was full of people, men, women, young and old, all of them were on it.

Those people have almost no cultivation base, but exude a dead air.

They looked at Ling Chu and the Steppenwolf beside him, and saw the scroll in Ling Chu's hand, and they all knelt down and bowed down.

Ling Chu didn't understand what he meant, so he asked a man, and the man said: "We are wanderers everywhere, and we feel extremely uncomfortable when we come into contact with life. The disciples of Tianmen asked them to stay here, learn Chinese and characters, grow medicinal herbs, and refine Gu. Worm, I said that one day the master will come to pick up this scroll, and I will be grateful when the time comes."

Ling Chu hesitated for a moment, opened the scroll, and saw a sentence in the letter:

"If you see this, I'm afraid I'm dead. Here are all dead monks. Their families can cultivate and survive. I have taught them to send out the snow-capped mountains and come back every year for reunion. Let's see how you deal with it. ——The world is endless"

Ling Chu took a deep breath, understanding Shi's endless thoughts.

This trick is a method of containment.

He presented the Tianmen collection to preserve the lifeline of the dead monks.If Ling Chu kills them all, the doctors who go out from Tianli City will definitely take revenge. His doctors are famous all over the world, and Ling Chu will be infamous all his life. No matter how famous he is in the future, his actions will still be controversial.

Ling Chu sneered, and put away the scroll.

The world has always acted in cruel ways, and it is inevitable to save people by this. However, Ling Chu walked from the bottom and saw Mu Qi's various things, so how could he take this as a grudge.

Without thinking about it, Ling Chu received everyone's thanks, and he already had considerations and arrangements in mind.

The next day, Ling Chu took note of the location and returned to God Ling City with the wolf.

Wang Zaixing defended against the enemies of Guanghan City, he came to report on his duties, he folded his fan lightly, he was still the handsome young man, but when he saw the heavy casualties of his relatives and friends, his expression changed immediately.

Mu Qi's body was sent to Chengshi Pavilion, because he held Ling Xi in his arms, and his dead breath was hidden in his arms. Zhao Rong'an felt that there was still life, but he needed to find the place where the vitality was weak and heal for a long time.

Ling Xi wore a light purple robe, covering his broken left shoulder, and expressed his willingness to go with him.

Ling Chu immediately thought that Fushengzhuanmeng is a suitable place, and he ordered Ling Xi to lead a team to garrison there, so as to nourish his soul for Mu Qi.

Ling Xi got the order, and then went after repairing.

Ling Zhan was very reluctant to see his son at last, but he didn't dare to delay the important matter, so he had to whisper.

Ling Xi knelt down and said goodbye to his father, saying: "Father, my son inherited the Thousand Shadow Sword, but he had to come back after a tragic victory. He is ashamed of the lords. He must be tempered when he leaves this time! Take care, father, and never miss your son."

Zhu Mengxi comforted Ling Zhan, and also thought of her younger brother who was still busy with affairs in Yizhou.

Then Wang Zaixing hurriedly returned to Linxu Mountain to preside over the overall situation, and Ling Zhan also went to Tianli City to count the results of the battle.

Dujiange and Cangqi Villa sent invitations to form an alliance, and the world of cultivating immortals finally respected Ling Chu's lineage.

But he didn't have the pleasure of rejoicing and enmity, nor the pride of returning to the world, he only felt that the things after the war were trivial and boring.

When everything calmed down, Ling Chu was rarely tired. He changed into half-worn casual clothes, leaned on the pillar of the Unnamed Hall, and looked up at the light golden sky of Shenling City, feeling a little melancholy for no reason.

The puppet dog lay at Ling Chu's feet and yawned, revealing a row of steel teeth, making a rattling sound of teeth colliding.

Ling Chu kicked Cong Liu on the head, telling him to shut up quickly, not to disturb his sorrows and sorrows, and reminisce about the sorrows of youth.

Seeing the disciples coming and going in the city in a hurry, Ling Chu pressed his eyebrows and dazed, he saw Zhao Rongan walking towards him in plain gray clothes.

The Bailuan robe was completely worn out, and Zhao Rongan didn't like to wear other white clothes instead, but Ling Chu still felt that white suits him best, and wanted to make a new one for him as soon as possible.

Zhao Rong'an's steps were light and full of divine power. He walked along the corridor between the palaces, and the wind was blowing under his feet, as if he was startled.

For some reason, Ling Chu had a strong feeling, and he blurted out:

"Are you going back, back to where you came from?"

Zhao Rongan was taken aback when he heard that, then smiled, shook his head and replied, "I won't go back."

Zhao Rongan was born as a god, born from heaven and earth, going back and forth for thousands of years, and experienced in the world.

Hundreds of years ago, he wandered on the polar ice fields, doing nothing, but when he encountered disasters in the world, he thought that his mission was to eliminate the dead energy.

Even when she meets Ling Chu, she feels concerned, and after witnessing the misery of thousands of souls, she knows that her home is still in the human world.

"I won't go back anymore." Zhao Rongan said.

The haze in Ling Chu's heart suddenly dissipated, and the depression disappeared just now.

The dog came running from Congliu again, sniffed Zhao Rongan, and barked twice, the sound of steel teeth clashing was not so unpleasant to Ling Chu's ears.

In the distance, the bell in the Hall of Divine Enlightenment is ringing and the sundial is upright, and it is time for classes to start in the Pojuan Pavilion.

The disciples of the Ling family quickened their pace and hurried away, full of vigor and vitality.

Ling Chu brought Zhao Rongan over, and together they went to the Hall of Divine Enlightenment to read today's proclamation.

Everything is over, there are many chapters and chapters, but it will be a long time.

In the sky, a golden shimmer casts into this city, and it will last forever.

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100. Extra Story: Reunion

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Ling Xi has always felt that healing techniques are the specialty of logistics warlocks, so he has never studied them systematically.

Until Mu Qi died and his remnant soul was hanging, lying pale in the dream world of Floating Life, Ling Xi learned about healing from the beginning.

Ling Xi's cultivation base is profound and he seldom needs to rest, so an ever-burning lamp was set up in the altar for him to study day and night.

In Shenling City, Zhao Rong'an is also concerned about Mu Qi's situation, and often goes here to study medical skills together, but Mu Qi's situation is complicated and dangerous, and there are restrictions imposed by Mu Qi's own puppet art, and it is difficult for the two of them to crack it after all.

There are many classics in the altar, but there are few capable people. It is difficult for the two of them to find out the most subtle part of Tianli City's medical skills.

In this way, Mu Xi's body can only be kept intact to the greatest extent, and there is only a glimmer of life.

There are many things in Shenling City, and the world of cultivating immortals is waiting to be rejuvenated. Zhao Rong'an can't stay in the world of Floating Life and Zhuanmeng for a long time. Most of the time, Ling Xi is the only one who studies hard and tries.

In just a few months, there were many exotic flowers and herbs in the altar, and there were many medicines that Ling Xi didn't know about. The people in Yuantianli City were also convinced and respected them. This was an unexpected harvest.

But the biggest wish in his heart can't be fulfilled, Ling Xi is depressed all day long and rarely talks to others.

In the early morning of one day, Ling Xi flipped through a puppet art classic, only to feel that there was a fluctuation in the enchantment of the Floating Life Turning Dream World, and someone broke into it.

None of the dead monks in the altar had a high level of cultivation, no one was awakened, and it was still quiet.

Ling Xi summoned Qianying, and quickly spread the sword energy to investigate. There was a little dead energy by the lava river at the bottom of the altar. His breath was unstable, and he felt that the visitor seemed to be injured.

Ling Xi went there immediately, and saw a man in black, sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly at the rolling lava, as if he didn't care about the presence of others.

"General Ling Xi, long time see you."

The man spoke with an indistinguishable voice, and when he turned around, he looked like a man and a woman, with soft eyebrows.

Ling Xi frowned, and said, "Zhuang Shijun? What are you doing here?"

Of course Ling Xi didn't think that Tianmen Youxianghui, who escaped his life at that time, came back here because of his feelings.Zhuang Shijun is cunning and has many schemes, since he has come, there must be something to say later.

"My disciple Mu Qi, where are you?"

Thousands of shadows exploded suddenly, and thousands of sword lights hung around Zhuang Shijun, lingering as cold as ice, with no intention of killing.

"Tianli City has accumulated thousands of years of accumulation. Even though you and Zezhijun are talented, it is still difficult to understand. Why don't you sit down and talk with me."

Zhuang Shijun was calm and composed, and he didn't even put up the slightest defense. It seemed that he was determined that Ling Xi's sword shadow would never fall.

"My blood feud with Cangqi Villa has been avenged. I did not participate in the old grievances between Shi Buxie and Shen Lingcheng. Why don't you send a message to Ling Chu and ask him what he means?"

Zhuang Shijun's cloud is calm and calm, Ling Xi's heart is also turning back and forth in thought.

After finally withdrawing the sword shadow, Ling Xi said: "There is a guard house in the terraced fields, you can stay here temporarily."

Zhuang Shijun smiled brilliantly, and bowed to Ling Xi from the wheelchair.

In such a month, Zhuang Shijun provided medical explanations for Ling Xi, and also used the resources of Fushengzhuanmeng to heal himself.

Another sunny day.

Mu Xi, who had been unconscious for a long time, felt warm air lingering around his side, and felt something in his arms.

He opened his eyes and saw the wooden dome, which was a very strange place.

There is a lot of death here, which makes people very comfortable, but the limbs are still unable to move.

Mu Xi tried to turn his body sideways, but suddenly there was a scolding.

"do not move."

This voice is indisputable, it is really nice.

With the sound of wheels rolling, Mu Xi wanted to turn his head, but his neck was stiff and he couldn't turn it.

He was like the meat on the cutting board, lying on the cutting board, waiting for the knife to fall.

Just as he was thinking about man-made Daozu, a flame suddenly lit up, and green flames rose in front of Mu Qi's eyes.

That voice said: "You and I are master and apprentice after all. I can't bear to see you so half-dead, so I came here to save you."

Mu Xi's mind trembled, and he realized that the person beside him was Zhuang Shijun who had teased the whole Cangqi around.

Mu Qi followed him to practice life energy for several years, Zhuang Shijun hid in the dark to teach, never had a teacher, or even communicated with each other.

In Fushan Lanhai Building, Zhuang Shijun's anger at Mu Qi's surrender to Shenling City is still in front of his eyes.

After all, Mu Qi never expected that Zhuang Shijun would come to save his life.

The flame returned and extinguished, the sound of the wheelchair reappeared, gradually moved away, and even disappeared.

After an unknown period of time, the dead energy in his body resumed and Mu Qi was finally able to move.

The first thing Mu Qi could move was his eyes. When he looked down, there was a light blue light.

It was only when the neck could be twisted that he could see that what he was holding in his arms was an arm made of spar, in which there was remnant of black dead energy, which drifted out and burrowed into the stomach that was attached to the arm.

whose arm is this?

Where is this?

Why can Zhuang Shijun come and go with ease?

With doubts, Mu Qi sat up and looked around. This is like a laboratory, the bed is in the middle of the room, surrounded by shelves with bottles, cans, and all kinds of knives.

The White Blade was hanging on the wall.

Mu Qi condensed his efforts to summon the white blade, and with the weapon in hand, he felt much more at ease.

"Mu Qi!"

The voice was too familiar, and he immediately turned his head to see Ling Xi was standing by the door, and he came over in great surprise, wearing a one-shoulder robe, and his left arm was empty.

Mu Xi glanced at Lan Jing's arm, revealing a trace of dead air so familiar, it was Mu Xi's own dead air.

Mu Qi immediately realized that it was Ling Xi's arm, and it was Ling Xi who chopped off his own hand to store Mu Xi's dead energy.Tears filled his eyes in an instant, and he was so sad that he almost cried on the spot.

Ling Xi frowned, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Ling Xi anxious, Mu Qi hurriedly wiped away his tears and said, "It's okay, Ling Xi, your arm...is it okay?"

Ling Xi heaved a sigh of relief, took over his severed hand, put it in Linglong's pocket, and said, "I'm used to it, it won't affect much."

How could it have no effect?Mu Xi felt even more sad when he heard that his cloud was calm.

When I was sad, I thought of something, and immediately said: "It is Zhuang Shijun, he saved me, if the power of Shenling City is here, how can he come?"

Ling Xi's expression froze. Originally, he didn't want to talk to Mu Xi about these complicated and troublesome things, but since Zhuang Shijun wanted to let Mu Xi know, he could only hurriedly lead the way: "This is the world of Floating Life and Zhuanmeng. Can he come in or not?" strangeness."

Mu Xi was extremely astonished: "Floating life turns to dream world?"

Ling Xi told Mu Qi that in the original world, Inexhaustible was dead, and the pharmacological classics were sent to Shenling City and Linxu Mountain for research, and the dead-qi monks were classified as one of the orthodox practice, and they lived in the world of floating life and turning dreams.

Everything seems to be in order.

But death-qi monks have been feared for hundreds of years, how can their concepts change overnight, all kinds of difficulties are extremely difficult, how can they be easily overcome, Ling Xi reported good news but not bad, but he didn't mention it to Mu Qi.

Mu Qi and Ling Xi were on the second floor of the Floating Life Zhuanmeng Altar. Ling Xi brought Mu Xi out, but he saw a wide field of vision and a comfortable temperature, and he didn't feel that he was in a snow mountain at all. It was an unheard of spectacle.

There are people walking in the altar, they are in groups of three or five, carrying medicine boxes and holding books, seeming to be talking, and their behavior is quite comfortable, which shows that this vast snow-capped mountain is really a paradise.

Mu Xi asked: "Ling Xi, are they monks here?"

"Well, dead monk."

Ling Xi led Mu Qi all the way forward, and was surprised to meet several dead monks head-on.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Mu Xi became more and more aware of how bad his situation was at that time.

Just thinking about what to do, I arrived at a bedroom. The interior furnishings are similar to the style of Cangqi Villa, which makes people feel very cordial.

"You will live here from now on."

Mu Xi realized that he had prepared my room before he woke up, and was moved, seeing Ling Xi's empty robes made his heart ache even more.

Mu Xi sighed in his heart: "I am insignificant, how can He De let such a hero bother." '

The mood was not calmed down, and there were waves again. I only felt that my blood was surging, and my mind was shaking.

At this moment, news came that it was Shen Lingcheng who responded, Ling Xi said: "I heard that you recovered, Uncle Zhao is coming to see you."

Zhao Rongan...

Mu Qi heard that everyone in Shenling City called him Ze Zhijun, only later did he realize that he had a close relationship with the City Lord Lingchu.

The previous embarrassments were all helped by him, now that he is awake, and I have to trouble him to go again, I can't help but feel ashamed.

After a night of rest, his condition returned. When the first ray of sunlight fell in the morning, Zhao Rongan stepped on the snow and came to the Floating Life. first snow.

And following behind Zhao Rongan was Wang Zaixing who was shaking his fan and smiling.

As soon as Wang Zaixing arrived at the altar, he rushed up immediately, and pulled Mu Qi over to examine it carefully.

Wang Zaixing clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Amazing, Mu Xi, you are almost as good as you are. The last time I saw you, you didn't even breathe. You really saved your life from Huangquan Road."

Ling Xi nodded, agreeing with what Wang Zaixing said, then looked at Zhao Rongan and saluted briefly.

Zhao Rong'an had received Ling Xi's secret report earlier, and understood it, he didn't ask him anything, but walked up to Mu Qi for a while.

Mu Qi also saluted and said, "Uncle Zhao, it's been a long time."

Zhao Rong'an helped Mu Xi and said, "You and I don't need to be polite, let's talk inside."

Hearing what Zhao Rongan said, Wang Zaixing coaxed and echoed, "Yes, brother Xi, there is a lot of death here. You and Mu Qi don't feel it. Uncle Zhao and I are not very comfortable. Is there any good place for us to stay?"

Wang Zaixing closed the folding fan with a "snap", tilted his head and looked at Ling Xi with a smile.

At his level of cultivation, in fact, he would not be affected by these dead spirits long ago, but he hasn't seen him for a long time, so it can be seen that he wants to play a joke with Ling Xi.

When Ling Xi saw his relatives, he smiled rarely, and led them into the main room to sit down.

As soon as he was seated, Ling Xi first told the whole story about Mu Qi's resurrection.

Wang Zaixing put away his cynical expression and became serious. He rolled his eyes, and seven or eight thoughts had already circled in his stomach. He shook his folding fan lightly, and said slowly, "This Zhuang Shijun must have come to negotiate terms."

Wang Zaixing narrowed his eyes, thought for a while and said: "Tianli City is destroyed, the world is full of hatred all over the world, Zhuang Shijun has offended Cangqi Villa even more thoroughly, if I were him, I would also find an asylum."

Ling Xi thought about it silently, and said, "I'll put him at the bottom of the altar, let's go see him together."

Sure enough, everyone saw Zhuang Shijun at the bottom of the altar.

At that time, he was in the Ganoderma lucidum field, the mechanical arm of the wheelchair picked a wild flower, brought it to his face and sniffed it lightly, when he saw someone coming, he didn't panic, but greeted him generously, as if he was the master of the place.

Ling Xi was upset, this Zhuang Shijun was sure that he was still useful, everyone couldn't kill him, he was really cunning.

Wang Zaixing has been the overlord for a long time, even though he usually laughs and scolds with nothing to show, he is clear about what Zhuang Shijun thinks in his heart, and he immediately said: "Zhuang Youxiang, I have admired you for a long time, Brother Xi said that your medical skills are unparalleled in the world, I am a younger brother I have an unfeeling request, and I hope you will use your magical powers to connect my brother's arm."

Wang Zaixing had a happy expression on his face, his fan flew up, suddenly he was really a kid from a rich family who cared about his brother, he looked like he had no heart.

When Zhao Rong'an heard this, he immediately agreed, and let's see Zhuang Shijun's response.

Zhuang Shijun smiled and said: "General Ling Xi is not a mortal, how can the blue crystal of the blue sea be comprehended by ordinary people like me. But I wish to do my best, it just takes time."

Wang Zaixing narrowed his eyes, and his smile disappeared immediately.

Zhuang Shijun said these two sentences very clearly, he was delaying the time and refused to treat him immediately.

Zhuang Shijun rescued Mu Qi because Mu Qi's life was a hidden danger to Cangqi Villa, and he might reveal Cangqi's swordsmanship to Shenling City at any time, and he wished so much.Zhuang Shijun can also show his ability and cultivation, and let Shen Lingcheng believe that he has something useful, which is to kill two birds with one stone.

However, Ling Xi's status and ability are far higher than Mu Qi's. If he is rescued, Shenling City will be like a tiger with wings added. What's more, he will kill the donkey and use up Zhuang Shijun. .

Although Mu Qi is young, he has also been in the world of cultivating immortals for many years, and he can hear the meaning of Zhuang Shijun's words. When he thinks that Ling Xi has done so much for himself, he feels even more guilty.

Ling Xi glanced at Zhuang Shijun indifferently, and pulled Mu Qi straight away, signaling that he would leave the decision to Wang Zaixing and Zhao Rongan, without worrying about his interests.

Ling Xi's decisive action surprised Zhuang Shijun.

In Tianli City, apart from Shi Buxuan and Qian Shanxue being intimate, everyone has their own thoughts. Ling Xi trusts and protects relatives and friends so much, Zhuang Shijun finds it strange and rare.

As soon as Ling Xi left, Wang Zaixing's expression turned colder.

He and Ling Xi grew up together since they were young, they are better than biological brothers, Zhuang Shijun is not willing to seek medical treatment immediately, in Wang Zaixing's opinion, he is not worthy of trust.Even if this person is still useful, there is no guarantee that he will not be backlashed in the future. Besides, Cangqi Villa has already made good friends with Shenling and Linxu. If Zhuang Shijun is left behind, it will be harmful but not beneficial if others find out.

In his view, it is not a bad idea to get rid of it as soon as possible.

But Zhao Rong'an has rich experience and has seen the world, but he feels that Zhuang Shijun is desperate now, so it is difficult to keep his words. Besides, he has saved Mu Qi anyway, so he is kind to Shenling City, so he can stay temporarily.

If you can't believe it all, you can also arrange for Zhu Mengxi to monitor with illusion.

Zhao Rong'an and Wang Zaixing exchanged skills, but Wang Zaixing finally took a step back and decided that the two would return to Shenling to report to Ling Chu, and Ling Chu would make the decision.

This room was thoughtful and tentative, Ling Xi was really thinking about it here, he didn't take the severed hand to heart, and went back to his study to work as usual.

Mu Xi followed and saw that the room was full of medical books, and there were many classics of puppetry.

"Ling Xi." Mu Qi said, "I know puppet art, and I can also practice medical art. I am willing to ask Zhuang Shijun to continue teaching me. I am from Cangqi Mountain Villa, and what I do has nothing to do with God Lingcheng. Maybe one day, I will can heal you."

Ling Xi was startled when he heard that, he was afraid that Zhuang Shijun would plot against Mu Qi, but Mu Qi was extremely serious and told Ling Xi not to think too much.

In the evening, Mu Qi explained this idea to Wang Zaixing and Zhao Rong'an, and Wang and Zhao felt reasonable after hearing it.

Mu Qi's special status can indeed avoid many unnecessary troubles.

Then Zhao Rongan negotiated with Zhuang Shijun, Zhuang Shijun's expression changed several times, and he sighed sadly: "After all these years, he is still my student after all."

With such an attitude, the negotiation was successful.

Zhao Rong'an returned to Shenling City without staying for a long time, and explained to Ling Chu what happened during this trip without stopping.

Ling Chu listened and thought about it, and then agreed with Zhao Rong'an's actions: "Then, your decision is correct. It's really not my style to use such a great resource like Zhuang Shijun. My god Ling is now above the world of cultivating immortals, so I don't have any worries." The reason for worrying about this and that, after the Cangqi swordsmanship and Tianli medical skills are all in my hands, it is not a bad idea to take over the Cangqi Villa."

The big gangster Ling Chu became happier as he talked, and dragged Zhao Rongan into the main hall.

Zhao Rong'an advised: "It's not unreasonable to worry about it any more, and you should be careful of trouble."

Ling Chu said with a smile: "It's fine to do anything, but you are too cautious and need experience. Those who achieve great things don't care about small things, there is no reason not to take any risks.

Furthermore, Ling Xi and Mu Qi have very high levels of cultivation. Ling Xi has been fighting with me for many years, and his thoughts are even more meticulous.If there is a change in the future, it will not be too late to cut. "

Ling Chu's words were well-founded, and Zhao Rong'an was immediately convinced.

On the other hand, Ling Zhan heard about this and was worried, fearing that Mu Qi would not understand medical principles, and if he practiced accordingly, he would suffer from Zhuang Shijun, so he applied to go to the North to take care of him.

Ling Chu thought that it was safer, so he let Ling Zhan go.

Ling Zhan was eager in his heart, and set off immediately. After two days of walking, he fell into the snow-capped mountains.

Ling Xi and Mu Qi knew that Ling Zhan was coming, so they greeted them early.Ling Xi, who hadn't seen his father for a long time, took the lead in saluting and walked up to him.

Ling Zhan pulled his son to look left and right, and he couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the broken arm, and he didn't dare to mention it indiscriminately, for fear that his son would be hurt, so he forced a smile and said everything was fine, come and see them.

Looking at the scene of the reunion of father and son, Mu Qi felt even more guilty. He could see Ling Zhan's respect and love for Ling Xi, and he could also feel Ling Zhan's grief for his son's disability.

If Ling Xi was just an ordinary person, Zhao Rongan's spells could completely heal him.

But if he was just an ordinary person, Mu Qi would have been wiped out long ago.

This is an unsolvable paradox that has led to today's tragedy.

Ling Xi brought his father into the inner altar to chat, the words were as usual, not a trace of unfamiliarity, which showed that Ling Xi was very happy about his father's arrival.

Ling Zhan explained the purpose of coming, and he was relieved only to see Zhuang Shijun.

Ling Xi retreated to look for someone, and Mu Qi stayed with Ling Zhan.

The two didn't have much contact with each other before, and they haven't seen each other for a long time. Mu Qi is stupid and doesn't know how to communicate.Ling Zhan often acts as an agent for Shen Lingcheng's affairs, and his tongue is full of lotus flowers. He immediately opened his mouth and said, "Young Master Mu Qi, I heard the good news of your recovery, so I came to see you."

Mu Qi immediately said: "City Master Ling Zhan is bothering you."

Ling Zhan has always had a good impression of Mu Qi, especially since his son was close to him, and he took good care of him, and said: "You are a beginner in medicine, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me, although I am not as good as the people in Tianli City, but I have also devoted myself to study for a few years, and I know a little bit."

As soon as Ling Zhan said this, Mu Xi thought that Ling Zhan studied medicine before to treat Ling Xi.Ling Xi's two serious injuries were all for himself, and he blamed himself to the extreme. This time he faced Ling Xi's father without any complaints, and even asked for his relatives, so guilty that he shed tears.

Mu Qi lowered his knees and knelt in front of Ling Zhan, with tears streaming down his face, and solemnly said: "City Master Ling Zhan, I'm a humble man, but he always drags Ling Xi down. I will do my best to study this time. Even if Mu Qi wants to die, I will cure Ling Zhan." analysis."

Ling Zhan didn't expect Mu Qi to attach so much importance to friendship, so he immediately supported him, pulled him closer, wiped his tears with his sleeves, frowned and said, "You child, don't say that, the matter has come to an end, a good result is the best, If you have no other choice, I hope you all will be well and stop saying stupid things like 'ten thousand deaths'. If you try your best, the first one to be sorry will be my son Ling Xi."

Ling Zhan's tone was calm and warm, which had a soothing effect, and Mu Qi really came back to his senses.

A young man's sincerity is hard to change. Ling Zhan admires Mu Qi's character and made up his mind to help him become a generation of medical masters.

After a while, Ling Xi pushed Zhuang Shijun's wheelchair inside, and Ling Zhan finally saw the rumored Right Prime Minister of Tianmen.

Zhuang Shijun calmly raised his head to look at Ling Zhan, Ling Zhan smiled and said, "I'm reading with Mu Qi, and I've heard about the demeanor of the right minister for a long time, so I'm being polite."

Zhuang Shijun looked up and down and knew who was in front of him. He said with a smile: "Master Ling Zhan is very polite. I have not finished my relationship with Master Mu Qi. Please give me more advice in the future."

For the next few years, nothing major happened in the world of cultivating immortals. Mu Qi practiced the Tianli City spell with peace of mind, and finally in one spring, Ling Xi's spar arm returned to its original body.

Shen Lingcheng was overjoyed when he found out, and Lingchu pardoned the world of cultivating immortals, which is a later story.

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