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Then they discussed the specific details of the operation. The two of them sat in the driver's seat of the carriage and chatted for half an hour. With their cultivation base and body protection, even if the surrounding environment was cold and freezing, it had little impact on them. He didn't lower the volume deliberately or use sound transmission, but Tushan, who was in the car, couldn't hear a word.

"Master left this time because friends of the Qingfeng Sect were attacked by ghosts, right?" After finishing the discussion on how to fish out Bai Lingxue, Yang Yuyao asked, "I saw them discussing Xia Xia on the public screen. There is a ghost clan incident in the country, but there is no more specific news."

"Yes." He Qianqing replied. After all, he didn't intend to hide this from Yang Yuyao. "This time their target is Mu Yuan, and their background is deeper than I originally thought." He Qianqing said with a stern face. When the Xia Kingdom was besieged by the ghost clan, he was not betting on how many ghosts the opponent could use in total. clan, but how many ghost clans the opponent is willing to consume if they kill these people. Although it is not possible to speculate on the other party's purpose at the moment, there are various signs that this may be just the beginning. "On the ghost tribe's side, even if it is certain that there is someone secretly controlling the situation, it is not yet certain who the other party is. But this is likely to be a plan that has been prepared for thousands of years."

"The ghost tribe wants to make a comeback?" Yang Yuyao guessed.

"It's possible." He Qianqing nodded. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, from the description of Nanshan Immortal Lord, He Qianqing could still get a glimpse of the scene of that era. The ghost tribe at that time was so beautiful that the human race had to Relying on the blessings of immortals and gods to turn the tables. The ghost tribe can grow its own population by constantly killing people or devouring the same kind. Although the ghost tribe with the strongest power is called the ghost king according to the classification of ghost tribes by the human race, the ghost tribe does not have only one ghost king. And no one knew the upper limit of the ghost clan. In that era, it was not surprising that a being standing at the top of the ghost clan would appear. If there were remnants with such a high position, they would definitely not be willing to let the ghost clan end up like this.

"By the way, Master, I have something to tell you." They couldn't discuss more about the ghost clan at the moment. Yang Yuyao thought for a moment and said, "About the secret realm, about the tide of monsters, about the demon clan and evil spirits." build."

"Huh?!" He Qianqing was not surprised that Yang Yuyao wanted to discuss the secret realm with him. After all, he had already learned from Xunlian that his disciple had gone to the extremely cold ice field, but what happened next? He just left for a few days, Yang Yuyao encountered so many things, or where did he learn this information before he decided to discuss it with him?

"But it will probably take a long time to finish talking," Yang Yuyao thought for a moment and decided not to talk about it for the time being. After all, He Qianqing had just come back. "Um, Master, is your wound healed? Do you need to change the dressing? I remember it was written in the book that wounds eroded by ghost energy are difficult to heal." Yang Yuyao remembered that they used a lot of water to stop Song Yizhang's bleeding in Xuanzhen City. He used the exorcism talisman to eliminate the ghost energy invading his body and stopped his bleeding. It is estimated that He Qianqing and the others will have a better way to remove the ghost energy, but according to the scene at that time, the number of ghost energy was incomparable.

"Xiaoyao, are you willing to help me change the dressing?" He Qianqing said with a smile, Yang Yuyao was slightly stunned, and then nodded. After all, Yang Yuyao is very skilled at changing dressings after a long-term illness. Although someone would change his dressing during his hospitalization after the operation, it was impossible for him to wait until the wound healed before being discharged. After all, he did not like to be in close contact with others. Especially after entering the institute, they were discharged early when they were basically able to move. Naturally, they had to do things like changing dressings themselves. Although the methods of dressing and bandaging in this world are different from his original world, he retains the relevant knowledge in his memory, so there is still no problem in doing it. "Okay, Xiaoyao, come and help me change the dressing. By the way, you can slowly tell me what you want to tell me."

"Tu Shan, please come out and drive." Yang Yuyao said. Finally hearing Yang Yuyao's voice again, Tu Shan immediately jumped out of the car and let the car out. He Qianqing focused his gaze on the fox demon. If he hadn't explored it in depth, he wouldn't have noticed that the master-servant contract between Yang Yuyao and Tu Shan had been changed. He set his sights on Tu Shan because he noticed that Tu Shan's cultivation had also improved.

"Could this trait of Xiao Yao also benefit the demon clan?" He Qianqing thought, his expression a little solemn. Although Tu Shan's own efforts cannot be ignored, with her qualifications, even if she accidentally gets the opportunity to have an extra tail, she should It didn't improve to the point where it could be that fast. Then he gathered his thoughts and entered the carriage.

"..."

After entering the carriage, the two fell into silence and remained motionless. Although it was agreed upon to change He Qianqing's dressing, He Qianqing was waiting for Yang Yuyao to undress him, while Yang Yuyao was waiting for He Qianqing to reveal the location of the wound, so the two fell into a stalemate. In the end, He Qianqing had the priority to compromise. After all, Yang Yuyao's personality was such that it was really difficult for the young man to have him take the initiative.

"Xiao Yao, come here." He Qianqing smiled and Yang Yuyao nodded. His expression was slightly nervous.

"My hands may be a little heavy." Yang Yuyao said with some hesitation, looking at the white gauze wrapped around He Qianqing's body. At least for now, it seems that He Qianqing's wound shows no signs of bleeding.

"It's okay." He Qianqing comforted, and Yang Yuyao finally stretched out his trembling hands and began to untie the white gauze on He Qianqing's body. Before he treated people's injuries, he basically gave them pills to take or used talismans. Requires physical contact with others. Yang Yuyao took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

As the gauze was removed layer by layer, those hideous wounds were revealed. Yang Yuyao frowned slightly as he looked at the crisscross scars on He Qianqing's body that looked like the claws of giant beasts.

"Master, why didn't you wait for the wounds to heal before coming back?" Yang Yuyao asked. As soon as the gauze was untied and the pressure was gone, the wounds began to ooze blood again. However, Yang Yuyao kept asking and did not stop his hands. Sprinkle the powder gently and quickly. These wounds have actually become shallower, and some have even grown new pink flesh, but it will still take some time to fully heal.

But He Qianqing is not an ordinary person, but a monk in the Mahayana stage. For monks, even if they do not deliberately practice physical training, every improvement in their realm can bring great improvement to their body. This improvement is not only in the body's toughness and resistance to blows, but also in the body's self-healing ability.

It is said that monks in the tribulation period can recover even if their hearts are crushed. Although the recovery ability of Mahayana monks is not that exaggerated, it is still far from ordinary people. And He Qianqing's physical fitness is even comparable to that of physical training. However, even so, He Qianqing's wounds have not healed, which is enough to show the damage caused by this battle. How difficult it is to get better.

"There should be better treatment conditions in the Xia Kingdom, right?" Yang Yuyao asked puzzledly. The medical cultivator of the Xuanxing Sect and the Taoist monk of Mu Yuan, the friend He Qianqing went to rescue this time, are also good at alchemy, and the medical skills of the monks who are good at alchemy are not bad. No matter how you think about it, it is better than rushing back to heal your own injuries and then asking Yang Yuyao, who is half a bucket of water, to help.

"Because I miss you, my teacher." He Qianqing said with a smile. He didn't know if it was an illusion caused by the joy after separation and reunion. He felt that Yang Yuyao seemed to be more beautiful. However, after hearing his answer, Yang Yuyao paused, lowered his head and remained silent.

This is the first time in Yang Yuyao's memory that someone has told him that he misses him. Even his grandfather in his original world has never said this to him. After all, in a world where the Internet is so developed and the distance is not very far, even if we haven't seen each other for a long time, there seems to be no need to express our longing for each other directly.

"Even so, it doesn't have to be like this..." Yang Yuyao spoke again after a long silence, "As monks, we have enough years, and we are not like crickets who don't know the age. Compared with a short separation, the body is more important."

"But if longing becomes a disease, there is no cure." He Qianqing reached out and held Yang Yuyao's face and kissed it.

Yang Yuyao's body wanted to avoid it, but his consciousness stopped it. The pull of himself made Yang Yuyao freeze, and he could only accept He Qianqing's approaching breath. However, when the familiar scent began to erode, the fear and anxiety gradually faded until they disappeared, and his body no longer wanted to dodge.

"How about going further?" He Qianqing let go of the panting Yang Yuyao, looked at the pretty red face, and asked with a chuckle.

"Master, you haven't finished changing the dressing on your wound," Yang Yuyao said word by word, "And there should be a wound on your back, right?"

"Then start after changing the medicine." He Qianqing said, and the redness on Yang Yuyao's face that had just faded became red again.

"Master!"

"But the reunion between Taoist lovers should be a lively affair." He Qianqing looked at the angry Yang Yuyao and smiled, successfully giving out the reason why Yang Yuyao couldn't refuse.

"But, the injury...will be affected, right?" Yang Yuyao tried to struggle.

"Then just change your posture." He Qianqing successfully blocked Yang Yuyao's last escape route.

"?" Yang Yuyao looked at him, his eyes full of confusion. Completely unaware that he had fallen into He Qianqing's trap.

"It seems that Xiaoyao, you have to give priority to improving your physical strength." He Qianqing hugged the young man who was straddling him and paralyzed from exhaustion and said with a smile. Yang Yuyao put his forehead on He Qianqing's shoulder and whimpered vaguely.

"It hurts..." Yang Yuyao said in an extremely delicate voice, letting go of his hand that was holding on to the back of the seat for fear of touching the wound on He Qianqing's back.

"Xiao Yao, you were too hasty, that's what happened." He Qianqing held Yang Yuyao's hand and slid down, using spiritual power to heal his injuries. "But Xiaoyao, you can already be called a gifted person."

"...should this word be used in this place?" Yang Yuyao felt himself exhausted. He obviously heard the complimentary words but couldn't be happy. He buried his face into He Qianqing's neck and continued to escape reality. So He Qianqing held him like this, feeling the boy's warm body temperature and real heartbeat. Everything in the world seemed to no longer matter, only him and him were left.

"Do you want to continue?" He Qianqing asked, noticing that Yang Yuyao's physical strength had basically recovered. Then he felt the body of the person in his arms visibly stiffen. He Qianqing smiled, gently patted Yang Yuyao's back and comforted him. "It's just a joke, take your time. Physical strength can't be raised all at once." Then He Qianqing felt Yang Yuyao bite his shoulder gently with his teeth as if in protest.

"Master Immortal has left?" Li Fengzhi came to Uncle Zhou's inn with great expectations. The news was like a bolt from the blue. He was not surprised that Yang Yuyao would leave. After all, there was no such person left in Tongling Town. They just didn't expect that he would leave so early. No one in their town even remembered to ask his name. After thanking Uncle Zhou, Li Fengzhi returned to his home in confusion, and took out the sword manual given by Yang Yuyao that had been stuffed in his arms, full of confusion about the future.

"Should I really follow Master Immortal's advice and choose a sect with a good reputation to join? But, I just want to be Master Immortal Master alone." Li Fengzhi muttered to himself and opened the scrawled book. A sword manual with four characters written on basic sword skills. There is an equally scrawled and unfamiliar name "Xin Ze" on the first page of the sword manual. Although Li Fengzhi does not know the name of the Immortal Master, he feels that it should not be this.

This is a sword manual copied by hand. The handwriting on each page is as sloppy as the large characters on the cover. Fortunately, if you look carefully, you can still identify it. However, there are not many words in this sword manual. It is more about drawings of little people holding swords, posing in various poses according to the descriptions. Li Fengzhi took the Black Iron Sword and traced two pages. When he turned to the third page, there were many small words in the book. These handwritings were completely different from those scrawled handwritings. The handwriting was neat and standardized, giving people a sense of rigor and seriousness. A sense of meticulousness.

Li Fengzhi read these small words carefully and found that they were actually analyzing the techniques and specifications of the moves in the sword manual. For example, below the third move, the small print notes the distance between the raised arm and the elbow to the waist. In addition, these small words include the movement of a half-turn of the wrist when performing a certain move, or the breathing that needs to be coordinated in a connected movement style. Some of the small words are directly crossed out and new sentences are written. Li Fengzhi held the sword manual, his hands trembling with excitement.

He couldn't wait to pick up the Black Iron Sword and read the content of the first sword technique three times in a row, and read the small words three times in a row. Then he picked up the sword and tried to swing it again according to the detailed instructions in small print. Even though Li Fengzhi was just a newbie who had just entered the stage of Qi training, he could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in his body naturally flowed to the Black Iron Sword in his hand along with his movements, and the swing was extremely smooth.

"Master Immortal, these small characters are definitely the handwriting left by Master Immortal!" Li Fengzhi thought to himself with great excitement, and was instantly filled with motivation to practice swordsmanship. He took a deep breath and began to quickly browse the entire sword manual, wanting to read every little word in the entire sword manual first. After all, it is called basic swordsmanship, so there are only nine moves and fifty styles. If you flip through it quickly, you will finish it in a while.

Of course, it is impossible to remember what you read with this view, but Li Fengzhi discovered a bigger surprise, which was a message-like message written on the inside page of the back cover.

"Li Fengzhi, I'm glad you can see this. Although this sword manual is called "Basic", it does not mean that it is weak. On the contrary, "Basic" means that everything can be changed without departing from its origin. If you can truly master its essence, one move will It is not impossible to break through ten thousand moves. 'Xinze' is most likely the original owner of this sword manual. I obtained it in the secret realm. The original owner must be dead without any accident. If I have the opportunity to pay tribute, I can give it to him. Thank you. The Black Iron Sword given to you was also obtained in the secret realm. This is the basic operation for exploring the secret realm. You will understand it when you have the opportunity to explore the secret realm in the future."

"I have added formations to the Black Iron Sword, which can help you withstand attacks at the level of gods and below when you are in danger. Of course, it is best not to bear it forcefully, and just run away if you can. There are also formations in the sword that can protect you. It will help you speed up when you are escaping. There is no problem in escaping from monks who are two realms higher than you. As I said, apply it flexibly and don’t take it hard. Finally, I hope you don’t lose your true intention and I wish you a smooth journey to immortality.”

"Master Immortal." Li Fengzhi hugged the Black Iron Sword and the sword manual tightly, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. "But what is my original intention?" Li Fengzhi thought to himself doubtfully. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Li Fengzhi hurriedly hid the sword manual and the Black Iron Sword before opening the door in a panic.

Li Fengzhi opened the door and found that standing outside were people who were very familiar with him in the town. They looked at her with smiles. "Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhao, Xiaorui? What's wrong with you? Why are you all here all of a sudden?" Li Fengzhi looked at everyone, puzzled.

"Azhi, that's it. Didn't Master Immortal say that you are destined to be immortal? Our town is also very far from the nearest sect. We can't help with anything else, so we all discussed and collected travel expenses for you. . Of course, it’s up to you to decide whether you want to go or not.” Uncle Zhou said, “Just tell Uncle Zhou if you need it, and Uncle Zhou will ask everyone to come out with money.”

"Yes, yes." Aunt Zhao smiled and nodded, "Master Immortal Master left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to wait for everyone to prepare a banquet for him. If I know that you have gone to cultivate immortality, you will definitely meet him one day. Tell him we will prepare the best banquet for him."

"And thank you, Master Immortal, for saving my life thanks to his medicine." Xiaorui said with anticipation. After the horrific scars on her face were removed, her face finally returned to its pure and beautiful appearance. It must be said that she is indeed a rare beauty. Although her face was destroyed, she could avoid being tortured by Master Yu, but for a girl in this world, her future life would definitely be miserable, and now, her future is no longer a given.

"I will!" Li Fengzhi laughed, and he finally made up his mind. Since the Master Immortal didn't want to take him away, he would take the initiative to follow him. One day, I will catch up with him and follow him.