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The beauty in palace attire is Gao Lanzhi, Fairy Qixia, one of the twelve peak masters.
Gao Lanzhi shook his head, “Xiaoxiao was poisoned by heat in the Bone Abyss. This poison is difficult to cure. If there is no antidote, Xiaoxiao may not be able to wake up for a while.”
Besides Master Yuqing, stood a young man dressed in red. His black hair reached all the way to his ankles. Layers of red clothes were spread out in the hall. His appearance was breathtakingly beautiful. It is an extremely flamboyant beauty, but what is even more frightening than this beauty is this young man’s unfathomable cultivation, which is as deep as the sea.
Hearing this, Feng Huanyan’s eyes darkened and he said rudely, “If Xiaoxiao hadn’t been poisoned by the heat, I wouldn’t have brought her to your Kunshan faction. If you Kunshan faction were incompetent and couldn’t save her, , I will take her to seek medical treatment elsewhere.”
Seeing this, Gao Lanzhi hurriedly said, “Wait a minute. This heat poison is not intractable.”
She looked at Master Yuqing, “I remember that Master seems to have refined Taixu Qingxin Pill? This Taixu Qingxin Pill is cold in nature, which can just cure the heat poison.”
Master Yuqing’s expression relaxed slightly, but in an instant, he seemed to have thought of something, and his brows furrowed tighter, “No more.”
“What?” Feng Wanyan was stunned.
Master Yuqing looked tired, “The Taixu Qingxin Pill is gone.”
“Half a month ago,” Yuqing Master Zhou Yan said solemnly, “Wan’er went down the mountain to slay demons and was seriously injured, so I gave her the Taixu Qingxin Pill.”
This Taixu Qingxin Pill was extremely difficult to refine. He only got three pills when he opened the furnace. Qiao Wan drank them all and there was not a single pill left.
Otherwise, how could we end up in such a predicament? Even if we want to refine it again, time does not wait for anyone.
Looking at the sleeping **** the bed, Zhou Yan’s heart was as sharp as a knife.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s face was flushed, her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were chapped, and her smile from the past was gone. She was obviously suffering from the heat poison.
This is the apprentice he raised single-handedly, how can he not feel guilty or pity?
Feng Huanyan was so angry that he laughed, “No more?! What a good one!”
“Is your little apprentice’s life important? Xiaoxiao’s life is not life?! When Xiaoxiao fell into the abyss of broken bones, you, the Kunshan sect, concluded that she had fallen without even looking for her. Now you can’t even get a pill?”
Zhou Yan knew that he had not been born for a long time, had a fiery temperament, and was used to doing whatever he wanted.
He is just a beast with enlightened intelligence. Zhou Yan does not care about him. He only frowns and does not look at him. Instead, he turns to Gao Lanzhi, “Except for the Taixu Qingxin Pill, Xiaoxiao this Is there any other way to cure the poison?”
Gao Lanzhi thought for a while, “It’s not impossible, but it depends on whether Wan’er is willing to do it.”
Zhou Yandao: “But it doesn’t matter.”
“Wan’er took the Taixu Qingxin Pill for more than half a month.” Gao Lanzhi said after consideration, “If Wan’er is willing to sacrifice his life to save him, Xiaoxiao’s poison is not indestructible.”
Giving blood?
Zhou Yan frowned deeper.
He is Qiao Wan’s master, so he naturally knows how hard her practice is.
This sacrifice of blood will definitely damage her vitality and cultivation.
When he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao again, Zhou Yan’s middle fingertips trembled slightly, he closed his eyes and sighed softly.
In the end, the pity for Mu Xiaoxiao overcame this hesitation.
Xiaoxiao she suffered so much, he could not see her continue to suffer like this.
That’s all.
Wan’er has always been tough-minded, but now she can only be wronged temporarily.
If Wan’er didn’t want to, he could persuade her to give up her blood and then use the elixir to nourish her.
Making up his mind, Zhou Yan raised his eyes and said, “In that case, I will send a message to Wan’er to come over.”
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As soon as Qiao Wan fell into silence, she forgot about the changes in time around her.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already late. Qiao Wan exhaled and jumped off the stone bed.
As soon as she jumped off the stone bed, the message came from the jade slip on her waist. The master invited her to meet at the top of the mountain.
You don’t need to guess to know that it’s about Mu Xiaoxiao.
She has just finished quieting down. She is now clear-sighted and refreshed.
Seeing this jade slip, Qiao Wan did not dare to slack off at all. She hurriedly made a dust-purifying formula, left the cave, took a big step, and left through the air.
She has already thought about it.
Although she made some mistakes, luckily God took pity on her and allowed her to recover her memory. It was not too late for her to turn back. As long as you behave well and focus on cultivation, as for the fight between Mu Xiaoxiao and Pei Chun, avoid it if you can, and it shouldn’t be difficult to save your life.
There is also this forehead wipe.
Qiao Wan touched the forehead wipe in her sleeve, feeling a little uneasy. She hoped her master would like it.
Although she regained her memory once, the feelings of these decades cannot be erased so easily. During so many years of getting along, her master Yuqing had already transformed into a being like her father.
When they reached the top of the peak, Qiao Wan discovered that Yuqing Peak was already bustling with many curious disciples.
At the top of Yuqing Peak, there are layers of pavilions and pavilions, more than a hundred feet high. They are built according to the mountain topography and are cold and solemn.
The disciples who came to eat melons were trapped on the periphery of the formation and could not enter the hall, but even so, they could not resist the excitement of the Kunshan sect disciples.
Throughout the ages, people have been unable to resist the mysterious power of the Eight Diagrams, and even monks are not immune to it.
After all, as people live longer, they will inevitably become a little restless, and their enthusiasm for eating melons will increase as never before.
After all, that is the Boneshattering Abyss of the Demon Realm! No one has ever come back alive. Even Master Xianyun of Yunyan Immortal Mansion fell down and never came up again. Mu Xiaoxiao actually came back alive from the Bone Broken Abyss? !
This is not what surprises the disciples of the Kunshan Sect the most, but what surprises the entire Kunshan Sect even more is——
“Hey, do you know that it is said that Senior Sister Mu was brought back by a man!”
“Ah!” a female cultivator said in surprise, “Man? What man? What…what’s going on? Isn’t Senior Sister Mu already engaged to Xiao Huan of the Xiao family?”
Disciple A chuckled: “I also heard that the man is very good-looking.”
Disciple B was dissatisfied: “How beautiful is he? No matter how beautiful he is, can he be as beautiful as Yuqing?”
“That’s different. Master Yuqing is cold. That man is like fire.” Recalling the man’s appearance, one of the female cultivators couldn’t help but admire the red glow in her face.
The day Mu Xiaoxiao came back, she took a look in the crowd from a distance.
The man was extremely handsome. He held the sleeping Mu Xiaoxiao and climbed the 99,999 steps of Kunshan.
He was dressed in a red floor-length robe, his hair was as long as his ankles, he had a pair of phoenix eyes, and his cultivation was unfathomable. I heard that he was a phoenix!
“Phoenix?!” someone exclaimed, “Didn’t the Phoenix perish in ancient times? Are there still phoenixes in this world?!”
The Phoenix clan was destroyed long ago!
How did Mu Xiaoxiao come back from the Broken Bone Abyss and bring back a transformed phoenix? !
I don’t know who had sharp eyes, but when he saw the girl jumping down from the sword, his enthusiasm for eating melons suddenly rose to an unprecedented height.
“Qiao Wan! That’s Qiao Wan!”
“Qiao Wan?!”
“Why is she here, Qiao Wan?!”
Disciple B said disdainfully, “What else could it be for? Xiaoxiao is back. Of course she wants to see her.”
Among them, the disciple who started late and had never seen Mu Xiaoxiao was looking at Qiao Wan curiously.
“I heard that Senior Sister Qiao looks very much like Senior Sister Mu?”
The older senior brother next to him glanced at the girl, touched his chin and commented, “They look similar, but this Qiao Wan is born a little different from Senior Sister Xiaoxiao.”
“What’s different?” the young disciple asked doubtfully.
He had seen Mu Xiaoxiao with his own eyes.
Ice is muscle and jade is bone, and the smiles on her cheeks are sweet and beautiful. When she smiles, she is like rays of sunshine. Her slender waist is too slim to hold, like a sparrow that can only be held in the palm of her hand. It is so nimble and nimble.
“Senior Sister Mu is extremely beautiful, and I can’t choose anyone else in the sect. In comparison, although Qiao Wan’s appearance is very similar to hers, she looks much inferior. Her rigid and formal temperament is what makes her so beautiful. A beauty that is seven or eight points can be ruined into five or six points.”
Qiao Wan probably learned this character from Master Yuqing. She is young and mature, taciturn, as if someone owed her money.
Disciple Ding Nunu mouthed, “Did you see that the Yunpo gauze she was wearing and the Qiushui lightsaber on her waist originally belonged to Mu Xiaoxiao, but later, Master Yuqing This is all given to her.”
“No matter how she dresses up like Mu Xiaoxiao, in my opinion, she can’t compare to Senior Sister Xiaoxiao.”
“Qiao Wan, with his mediocre talent, was able to be accepted by Master Yuqing as his disciple. It is really thanks to Senior Sister Xiaoxiao’s credit.”
“With Qiao Wan’s talent, even if he practices for five hundred years, he may not be able to form an elixir.”
In the world of cultivation, resources mean everything. The aristocratic sects occupy the vast majority of resources, while the scattered small sects and families below can only kill for petty profits. flow.
With such a poor talent, Qiao Wan became a disciple of Master Yu Qing and enjoyed resources that others could only dream of. However, she still had such a virtuous character, how could she not make others jealous.
What’s more, what she eats, uses, wears, and lives in all belong to Mu Xiaoxiao.
The most frustrating thing in this world is that I can do it, I could have done it.
If they had become disciples of Master Yuqing, they would have done better than Qiao Wan.
Over the years, Qiao Wan also developed an invulnerable and thick skin, and calmly walked to the gate of Yuqing Palace under the attention of everyone.
When he was almost in front of the palace gate, a flash of sword light suddenly flew towards him.
Qiao Wan was very familiar with this sword light.
Just a second before the sword light pierced his throat, Qiao Wan quickly jumped back half a step, and the pink bow at the end of her hair gently raised, avoiding the tragedy of blood splattering three feet in time.
When he looked up again, the sword light had already landed neatly on the person’s hand.
In front of me is a boy who looks about sixteen years old. He is dressed in blue and white. His black hair is dotted with snow-like white. After taking a closer look, he realizes that it is a hair accessory, specially made of snow wolf. The tuft of white hair on the tip of the tail.
His skin is also extremely white, as clear as ice and snow. When one sees him, people can’t help but think of the heavy snow covering the bow and knife, the spirit and grace of the young man carrying the sword, but his appearance is extremely beautiful. Mingyan, with a bit of cinnabar on her forehead, black boots on her feet, a dark red brocade bag on her waist, and a long sword on her back.
This is Pei Chunzheng, the male protagonist of “The Road to Immortality”, and he is also her ex.
The moment she saw Pei Chunzheng, Qiao Wan was slightly startled, and then a burst of complicated emotions filled her heart.
Calculating carefully, it seems that she has not seen him for nearly a year.
When I see Pei Chunzheng again, I say that my heart feels calm, but that is a lie. After all, she did like him.
But when she thought that she would be killed by him in the future, Qiao Wan’s mood became more complicated.
However, no matter how turbulent her heart was, Qiao Wan’s paralyzed face did not show a trace of emotion even when she faced Pei Chunzheng.
Qiao Wan wore a pink jade butterfly on her bun. She raised her eyes to meet the young man’s gaze and said calmly and politely, “Junior Brother Pei, please give in.”
After seeing her, Pei Chunzheng frowned for some reason.
“Why are you here?” The young man’s voice was cold.
Qiao Wan: “I’m looking for Master.”
“Come to see Master Yuqing?” The young man’s dark eyes looked at her quietly, ignoring her polite tone, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, “Are you here specifically to see Xiaoxiao?”
Qiao Wan was stunned, wondering where his hostility came from.
Over the years, she thought she was unlucky, cut her losses in time, and did not ask him to settle the score. She just pretended to be sincere and fed everything to the dog.
Pei Chunzheng’s hostility made Qiao Wan frown slightly, and quickly suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.
It seemed that Pei Chunzheng was more afraid of her meeting Mu Xiaoxiao.
After Mu Xiaoxiao fell into the abyss of broken bones, he found her and played a role as a substitute. Worry and fear are also natural.
After all, in front of Mu Xiaoxiao, he was in a completely passive position, humble and insecure, fearing Mu Xiaoxiao’s departure.
This looks so much like her before.
Qiao Wan thought.
The relationship between the heroine Mu Xiaoxiao and the hero Pei Chun in “The Road to Immortality” has always been a hot topic among readers.
Pei Chunzheng, a yandere, embodies the normal characteristics of a yandere. He had a miserable childhood, a gloomy personality, no outlook on life, possessiveness and protection against shortcomings.
The heroine Mu Xiaoxiao has a delicate body and a soft body. When she smiles, there is a smile dimple on the side of her face, which is a perfect healing factor.
The relationship between the two is also a common redemption plot.
Mu Xiaoxiao is Pei Chunzheng’s salvation and the only light in his dark world.
He put down his pride, took off his armor, and showed his humility, panic and softness in front of her.
He was considerate to Mu Xiaoxiao, but he had little patience and good looks towards the other cannon fodder in supporting roles.
Qiao Wan, one of these cannon fodders, is also a substitute Xibei who wants to occupy the magpie’s nest.
Once you have settled your identity and status, you will not have so many difficulties.
Pei Chun fought with swords, but Qiao Wan was not angry. Instead, she expressed her attitude politely, “It was Master Yuqing who summoned me to come in.”
If she had not taken the initiative to find Mu Xiaoxiao, she would not have taken the initiative to wade into this muddy water.
“Junior Brother Pei please give in.”
In the Kunshan sect for many years, she has long cultivated the ability to keep her expression unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses in front of her.
Qiao Wan sighed resignedly in her heart.
After all, in this world of cultivation, it is safest not to be arrogant or impetuous and to be polite to others. This has always been her rule of thumb.
However, this does not mean that if she has done enough etiquette, others will let her go. But if she does this, she will have a better chance of survival than people like Xiao Boyang.
Her patience made Pei Chunzheng look at her more.
Qiao Wan’s expression remained unchanged. Although there was a ridiculous jade butterfly on her head, her expression was extremely distant and polite.
Pei Chunzheng looked at her polite appearance.
When we met again, she still hadn’t changed. She hadn’t changed at all in so many years.
There was no reluctance, no resentment, not even a word of reproach.
Why?
Why are you still looking at him with this expression?
For a moment, something seemed to be stirring in my heart.
The young man’s slender black eyelashes drooped, but he didn’t know what the strange feeling in his heart was for. He could only choose to tighten the sword in his hand to relieve this inexplicable emotion.
Due to the exertion, the veins on the back of the white hands protruded inch by inch.
After a long time, he squeezed out two words, “Really?”