Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Concerned about the man's injury, the three rented a carriage, and the horse galloped for three days. On the fourth day, the man recovered from his injury. The three of them each rode a horse, and the fast horse galloped for about a day. Itinerary, finally came to the gate of Ye City.

The imperial capital and city gates are under strict inspection.

The men didn't line up, and didn't even dismount.

"Who?" Two guards holding weapons shouted sharply: "Bold and lunatic, get off your horse quickly!"

A rectangular token appeared, with a five-clawed dragon carved in gold. The guards all changed their expressions and clasped their fists together, "Forgive me, my lord."

The man nodded slightly, "They are with me."

The guard looked at the unidentified Gong Yilin and the elder, hesitated for a moment, remembered the token just now, waved his hand and instructed the rest of the guards, "Let them in."

Prosperous and orderly, flower buildings and small pavilions, the streets are crowded with people, there are many pedestrians in the city, to prevent people from being hurt, all three of them dismounted and led the horses.From time to time on the road, there are hawkers who see their extraordinary momentum and greet them to buy things.

"What a city of Ye," Gongyilin said in admiration, "there is nothing more prosperous than this."

"This is the imperial capital." The man's words explained everything. No matter how lively other places are, they are just a microcosm of the prosperity of Yecheng.

The larger the cultivation world, the deeper the sect's background, the pavilions and towers, the magnificent momentum, exuding fairy aura and unattainable heights everywhere, sometimes it is unavoidable to be boring if you see too much, but like Ye City, it is full of red dust everywhere, and occasionally it is a sight to see. Eye-catching.

The man led the way, the hustle and bustle gradually dissipated, and there were no longer hawker stalls on both sides of the pass, but one after another high-profile households.

"We're almost there." The man stopped and said in a low voice, "Don't speak casually for a while, the house rules are strict, if you offend the Lord, even I can't protect you."

The old man said yes again and again, but Gong Yilin focused on the mansion in the front.

Magnificent and majestic, standing here, invisibly makes people feel awe that they dare not make mistakes.

"It turned out to be someone from the palace." Gong Yilin said.

The man nodded as an acknowledgment, and walked forward quickly, the guard clearly recognized him, the man confessed a few words, and a few probing eyes fell on Gongyilin and the elder, after a while, the man nodded slightly to the two, Gongyi Lin and the elder followed him into the mansion.

"My lord likes to be quiet, please don't make any noise." As if worried, the man explained again that warriors like him were all tied up, seeing the strict rules of the palace.

"Ah!" Before the two could respond, a scream came from nowhere, "I don't want it. If you take another step forward, I will go on a hunger strike for three days!"

Seemingly not expecting such a situation, the man was a little embarrassed, "It is estimated that the son is back."

In a room not far from them, it was luxuriously decorated and filled with sandalwood.

There was a man retreating towards the foot of the bed step by step. He was dressed in black clothes, handsome and handsome, and his bright eyes were full of fear.

Opposite him, stood a man in white, with black hair hanging down his waist, his face was cold, and there were 36 silver needles between his fair left fingers, each of which was three times longer than the silver needles used for acupuncture, and some even As thick as half a little finger.

"Although the cold poison that was accidentally hit on the battlefield has been eliminated, it must penetrate through the meridians and completely expel the last bit of cold air in your body, otherwise it will hinder the improvement of martial arts in the future. It is up to your choice whether to eradicate it or not."

With the word 'penetrating' on the cold needle tip, Bai Chen shook his head like a rattle, "Can I refuse?"

"Yes." The man in white raised his right hand. Compared with the needle in his left hand, his right hand is a sharp dagger. "Boning and poison removal are also possible."

Bai Chen's pupils dilated slowly, "Do you still have humanity?"

The man in white walked towards him without changing his face.

Facing the approaching steps, Bai Chen swayed his feet, and actually used the phantom step to the highest level, sliding past the man in white like a snake, and breaking through the door.

The man in white seemed to have known that he would make a move, turned around calmly, and stepped out.

While admiring the winter scenery of the palace, Gong Yilin saw a young man running towards him calling for help.

"It's him." A voice came from his mind.

The person who came was Bian Feichen, but he was obviously younger, not because his face was much different, but although the Bian Feichen they met looked devoted to returning to the field, the vicissitudes in his eyes and the melancholy that appeared from time to time were caused by this young man who rushed over. Nothing is impossible.

"My lord." The man saluted, seemingly respectful, but happened to be in front of Bian Feichen.

"It's broken." Bai Chen yelled secretly, why did he just meet his father's bodyguard.

Behind him, the man in white had already come, seeing that he couldn't hide, Bai Chen sighed, and returned to his appearance as a prince, standing with his hands behind his back, calmly, without any sign of the panic just now.

Gong Yilin also noticed Bai Mo walking towards him. Some people's auras are not allowed to be ignored, even if he just stands there, it will be easy for people to notice.

Bai Mo stopped beside Bai Chen, temporarily putting away the dagger and long needle in his hand.

"Lin Bo." Seeing him putting away the 'murder weapon', Bai Chen heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the elder behind the man with a gentle expression.

Lin Bo stared at Bai Chen with loving eyes, "Master."

The man was startled, "Your Majesty knows him?"

Bai Chen didn't answer, but Lin Bo smiled and shook his head, "Master just sent me to do something, if it weren't for seeing that you are from the palace, how could I have rescued a stranger."

The man was completely stunned. Recalling all the previous incidents, Lin Bo's worried expression and his body trembling when facing the search, he couldn't see any fraud at all.

Lin Bo smiled and said, "Young man, there is still a lot to be learned."

The man rubbed his head in embarrassment. He just came to the palace not long ago, and he finally picked up an errand, and he almost confessed where he was. He used to be a little arrogant because of his high martial arts skills, but now he has completely restrained himself. It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

'Snapped'.

The man stretched out his hand and caught it firmly. Even so, he was shocked by the force and took a step back.

"It contains the information of the person who chased you, handle it yourself."

"Yes." The man lowered his head, "Going this time, I have the high hopes of disappointing the prince."

On the side, when Bai Chen heard this sentence, a dark light flashed in his eyes without a trace. Lin Bo took care of Bai Chen since he was a child, and he noticed the change in Bai Chen's expression. The number of hands is increasing.

"Uncle Lin has been away for a long time, I have recently mastered archery, why don't you come and have a look." Bai Chen said suddenly.

Lin Bo raised his eyes to look at Bai Mo, who said lightly, "Go."

After Lin Bo and Bai Chen left, there were only three men left, Gong Yilin and Bai Mo.

Bai Mo didn't speak, the atmosphere was a bit depressed, the man said in a trembling voice: "This gentleman is the savior of his subordinates."

His hawk-like gaze was firmly fixed on Gong Yilin, as if trying to see through him.

"You have been discovered." The voice of the little bird appeared in Gong Yilin's mind, "He must have guessed that your purpose for coming here is not pure."

Gong Yilin is very calm, before he can't distinguish friend from foe, or even confirm the identity of the other party, there is nothing more reliable than to check slowly under his nose.

Sure enough, Bai Mo spoke slowly, his voice was very cold, "Since I have favored you, let him stay in the palace temporarily."

The man said, "Mr. Gongyi is a doctor. I heard that he came to Yecheng for important business. Do you want to stay in the palace..."

Bai Mo glanced at him, the man hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to speak any more, so he could only give Gong Yilin an apologetic look.

Gong Yilin's face was not unhappy, he smiled and said: "The prince is kind, so please disturb me for a few days."

When the servant girl led Gong Yilin to the wing, Bai Chen and Lin Bo were walking towards the martial field.

"Is there still no news?" Bai Chen said slowly.

"After all, more than ten years have passed. Some old people living in He'an Town have passed away, and many young people have gone out to seek a good future. The old slave can only detect some clues, but one thing is certain, your father died many years ago. He has already left He'an Town."

"Really." Bai Chen stopped and looked up at the sky, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "It's really a coincidence, I sent you to find the whereabouts of the biological father, and the adoptive father sent his men to search for the news of the parent and son, and you also happened to meet gone."

Lin Bo said in a deep voice: "After all, He'an Town is not very big. The old slave saw someone also inquiring about things more than ten years ago, so he paid attention."

"The adoptive father specially sent new guards, presumably he didn't want me to find out."

Lin Bo, "If the son is worried, this old servant can search for news about that child in private, and once he finds out..."

"Absolutely not." Bai Chen said: "My adoptive father has a great kindness to me. Even if the child is found in the future, we must not lay hands on him. On the contrary, protect him as much as possible."

Lin Bo, "Master didn't care about that child in the past, why recently..."

Why?

Bai Mo shook his head, didn't answer, but sighed in his heart, probably because he had something he shouldn't have, not about the status of the son, nor about the rights of the palace, but only about that person.

……

This is a well-furnished room, the outside is chilly, but the inside is as warm as spring, without even the smoky smell of charcoal fire.

Gong Yilin looked at his feet, "It's good to be rich. Even the ground is paved with warmth. Life is not easy. I need to work harder."

Although the little bird didn't express his opinion, it was true that Gongyi Lin Shengsheng ruined the word "hard work".

Gong Yilin held his small and delicate head with his hands, "I see the contempt in your black beans eyes."

A cold voice sounded in his mind, "Don't insult the word hard work."

Gongyi Lin seemed to think about it seriously, "Then use force instead."

"Speaking vulgarly, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he doesn't look like a cultivator."

Gong Yilin, "Anyway, I can't become a true immortal. It's not up to me to decide what I want to live like."

Hearing that Xiao Quiniao seemed to glance at him inadvertently, even though no one has become an immortal for hundreds of years, as a monk, he has a heart that will not give up, why does this person seem to predict that he will not become an immortal?

Gongyilin didn't give him time to think. His slender index finger was about to pick up the little bird's chin. Of course he failed. Picking up the teacup, the lid tapped the rim of the cup a few times, "But you're not curious, why are we here?"

The author has something to say: Gong Yilin: I will cheat food and drink, follow me to have meat to eat.

Qinghe: I don't like meat.

Gongyilin: I know how to escape armor, and follow me to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

Qinghe: In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is futile.The so-called highest prophecy, the only useful thing for me is to provide tomorrow's weather forecast.

Gongyilin: ...I don't believe it, I must be useful.

Qinghe: Warm the bed.

Gongyilin: ...