Zongwu: Open a clinic in Xueyue City and become a saint by curing diseases!

Yuan Tiangang dodged and moved several times.

When he reappeared, he was standing proudly on the top of a towering building outside the City Lord's Mansion.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, and his body was shrouded in a faint golden light, which was the embodiment of his years of hard work and exquisite control of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

He tried to use his powerful cultivation to sense and guide the complex flow of luck in Xueyue City, intending to capture the most concentrated and most critical energy node.

However,

the luck in Xueyue City seemed to have intelligence,

continuously winding past him, but never willing to be controlled by him, which was extremely strange.

"Strange."

Yuan Tiangang muttered to himself,

his brows were tightly knitted, and he fell into deep thought.

"This luck seems to have a certain center, but it seems to be everywhere, and it is distributed extremely evenly throughout the city..."

This situation is rare in his life.

The luck encountered in the past, no matter how weak it was, was like the wind direction that could be traced;

But now the luck of Xueyue City is like a pool of deep water that is calm on the surface but actually surging undercurrents. It has no clear "wind direction" and seems to be alive and moving around.

Just as he was lost in thought,

a crisp jingle sound came from a distance, interrupting his thoughts.

Yuan Tiangang looked in the direction of the sound and saw an arrogant young man walking over with a sturdy old man on another house.

The jingle sound was the sound of a flying sword hitting bricks and tiles.

"Old man, what does this guy do?"

Wushuang stared at Yuan Tiangang and asked in confusion.

Sui Xiegu narrowed his eyes and replied softly, "It looks like he was attracted by the luck, and it seems that he is looking for the center of luck."

"So he is here to rob the luck?!"

Wushuang gently closed his fingers, and before he finished speaking, dozens of flying swords flew out at the same time, like arrows from a bow, pointing directly at Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang was calm.

Or even if he had emotional fluctuations,

hidden under the mask and others could not see.

However,

He was not a reckless person.

Instead, he slowly put away his momentum, clasped his fists and said, "I am Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty, and I came to Xueyue City to visit City Lord Ye Lin. If I offend you, please forgive me."

"Are you not here to fight?"

Wushuang was immediately disappointed and depressed, put down his arms, and the flying swords slowly floated behind him.

However.

Sui Xiegu's eyes were slightly condensed.

He said slowly, "Yuan Tiangang, you are a remnant of the Tang Dynasty, but you are trying to steal the luck of Xueyue City in order to revive Li Tang. This is really disrespectful."

"Huh?!" Wushuang suddenly became energetic again. The flying sword floated up again.

However,

Yuan Tiangang smiled slightly,

and was not angry at Ye Lin's accusation.

"Sir, you don't know."

"I, Yuan Tiangang, have been loyal to Li Tang all my life,"

"Now that Li Tang is declining, how can I sit back and watch?"

"Although the luck of Xueyue City is strong, if it can be used by Li Tang, wouldn't it be a good thing?"

Wushuang was immediately excited, "It seems that you are here to fight!!!"

However,

Yuan Tiangang suddenly changed the subject,

and said slowly, "It's just that I, Yuan Tiangang, have wasted three hundred years in this world."

"Although I act arrogantly, I am definitely not a stupid person. Xueyue City is a place where you can fight with the people of Li Tang. The name of Mr. Ye Lin, the Lord of Yuecheng, has long been resounding throughout the martial arts world. Whether it is the title of Sword Ancestor, Medical Saint or Martial Saint, which one is not well-known and famous? "

"What's more, he has the supreme reputation of beheading immortals with his sword, and the profound merit of sitting and discussing the Tao and saving swordsmen."

"How dare I, Yuan Tiangang, offend him easily?"

"If there is really an offense,"

"I am afraid that the anger of the people in the martial arts world alone will be enough to make it difficult for me to gain a foothold."

Yuan Tiangang said very frankly, without hiding his selfish thoughts at all.

This made Sui Xiegu a little confused.

Could it be...

This Yuan Tiangang really didn't come here for luck?

Yuan Tiangang continued, "Indeed, I understand the importance of luck. I just heard that Xueyue City has such a prosperous luck, and I am also tempted."

"As the saying goes, if you have the life, you can take it, but if you don't, you can enjoy it."

"Even if I covet this luck, what's the use of taking it away?"

"Will Mr. Ye find it back in the end? And I will have to pay with my life."

"You know what's good for you!"

This time, Wushuang really put the sword back into the sword box.

Having said that, it seems that there is no need to fight.

It's not his character to show off!

Sui Xiegu stared at Yuan Tiangang thoughtfully.

Through the ugly mask, looking at the eyes under the mask.

After a long time, he slowly said, "That's good, you can look, but you will be caught if you reach out."

Sui Xiegu also slowly put away his hostility.

Just now, he was going to the martial arts training ground with Wushuang to practice again.

As a result, he found that someone was spying on the luck of Xueyue City.

That's why he went to Yuan Tiangang.

But since Yuan Tiangang had no ill intentions.

Then there was no need to do it.

"Naturally-"

Yuan Tiangang explained in a relaxed tone, "I was just curious for a moment."

"Just now, when I looked from afar, the magnificent sacred tree came into view. When I stepped into Xueyue City, it seemed to be shrouded by the vast luck. This sudden curiosity drove me to explore its roots."

"So, what is your purpose in coming here this time and is it related to Ye Lin?" Sui Xiegu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a little carelessness in his words.

Yuan Tiangang was silent for a moment and did not respond immediately.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't make any more unexpected turns." Wushuang's tone was mixed with a hint of impatience. He hated the situation of inconstancy and twists and turns the most.

It's an enemy, not a friend. Fight or avoid the battle. Isn't it better to be direct and clear and quick?

He was frequently flying the sword and returning to the sword, and his mood became irritable.

"It's really difficult..."

Yuan Tiangang's tone was full of helplessness.

Then,

Slowly raised his head.

One hand pressed on the mask.

As the hand slowly fell, Yuan Tiangang's appearance under the mask was also revealed.

Wushuang saw it.

He immediately opened his eyes wide.

He couldn't help but say, "No wonder he wears an ugly mask..."

The reason why he said this was because Yuan Tiangang was really ugly.

His face was like a rock that had gone through vicissitudes of life, covered with deep wrinkles and gullies, his skin was dark and without any luster, and he looked like a steamed bun that had been steamed without yeast!

It made people feel the uncanny valley effect.

It was precisely to cover up his damaged face that

Yuan Tiangang often wore a silver mask.

This has even become one of his signature features.

In the Bad People organization, many people only recognize this mask and not him.

After the two saw his true face, Yuan Tiangang put on the mask again and said calmly, "This is why I came to find Mr. Ye... to seek treatment!"