Japanese Hua Ye

Yunfu Realm is the first upper realm among the three thousand worlds. It has a vast territory and there are as many immortal cultivators as a cow's hair.

The Yunfu Realm is divided into the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the Mortal World.The territory of the world of cultivating immortals is considered vast, but it is still not comparable to the territory of the mortal world.

People in the world of cultivating immortals will reproduce. After all, there are very few people who can live longer than 500 years. Most people can only live for 200 years at most, and their lifetime is only in the early stage of foundation establishment.

If mortals want to embark on this road of cultivating immortals, there is little hope, and going to heaven is easier than this.

The world of cultivating immortals and the mortal world are clearly separated, and it has always been the case that well water does not violate river water.Immortal cultivators will enter the mortal world from time to time, but they can't do it randomly.Every monk who enters the mortal world has a record. If he commits something or even kills in the mortal world, he will be chased and killed by the law enforcement hall in the world of cultivating immortals.

Of course, if there are ghosts and ghosts in the mortal world, you can ask for help from the Xiuxian sect, but you just need to pay some money.

However, such things as ghosts and ghosts have always existed only in legends in Wuzhen.

Wuzhen is located in the westernmost part of the Bian Tang Dynasty, and the nearest city, Fengcheng, is about [-] miles away. It is a well-known poor place.

People's demons and ghosts come out to cause harm to the world, either sucking people's yang energy, or greedy for precious spiritual herbs.In a place like Wuzhen, you don't have anything to ask for. The people in the town are all sallow and thin, and even ghosts and ghosts look down on them.

Besides, this place doesn't even have a small spiritual vein, and there are no conditions for becoming a spirit or a demon.

Even if someone is killed and has resentment, he can't become a ghost—suffer and starve for a lifetime, if you don't hurry up and reincarnate into a good family, why are you still staying in this crappy place?

But there was a man who came all the way here and lived here for six years.

Six years ago, a carriage drove into the city, and there was a young man sitting in a wheelchair in the carriage. The dimples look kind and friendly.

The young man's name is Qi Ye. After staying here, he opened a medical clinic—a medical clinic where no one came to see a doctor for six years.

It's not that his medical skills are bad, on the contrary, this guy is a miracle doctor.It's just that the people in Wuzhen can't afford food, so where can they get the money to see a doctor?If you are seriously ill, your life is not good. How should you wait for death? How should you wait for death?

Qi Ye would not force others to see a doctor either, according to his words, everything goes according to circumstances and is not forced.It was only one year that the drought in Wuzhen was so severe that he had to change his son to eat, so he couldn't see it and slashed his sword in the direction of the big river in the north, attracting the water of the Wei River to dissolve the drought.

Yes, Qi Ye is a cultivator, a powerful one.

Since then, the common people have only been in awe of him, and they dare not come to him for medical treatment.

In the eyes of these mortals, immortal cultivators, even if they are only monks in the Qi refining period, are almost like gods.

Qi Ye was about to leave this place with his two little apprentices——Qi Zhuo and Sheng Fuzhuang.

Qi Zhuo is an orphan, and he was rescued by Qi Ye on a rainy night with a high fever. He had nothing to repay, so he agreed to Qi Ye to be his apprentice.

Qi Zhuo had been in the market since he was a child, and was already 13 years old when Qi Ye picked him up.

But even though he likes to talk back to Qi Ye, always sneering at everyone with a cold face, Qi Ye has to admit that his talent is really extremely high.

As for Sheng Fuzhuang, she came to Wuzhen step by step by herself. At that time, she looked 16 years old, older than Qi Zhuo.She kept silent about her life experience, Qi Ye saw that she had no place to go and could cook and wash clothes, so he simply took another apprentice.

"Master, I've packed everything." Qi Zhuo stood in front of Qi Ye with his bags on his back.

Qi Ye nodded, saw his small burden, and suddenly remembered that his eldest apprentice hadn't had a few decent clothes in the past three years, and felt a little guilty for no reason.

After all, I change my clothes every day.

"Little Zhuo, when you get to Fengcheng, master will buy you some clothes to wear." Qi Ye turned to look at Sheng Fuzhuang who was pushing the wheelchair for him: "Of course there will be more."

Qi Zhuo was very disrespectful to Master: "No need."

Sheng Fuzhuang's attitude was completely different: "Thank you, Master."

Qi Ye nodded in satisfaction, automatically ignoring the attitude of his eldest disciple.

He took out a piece of paper cut into a human shape from the sapphire bracelet in his hand, dipped a pen in the cinnabar ink from the inkstone, and dabbed it on the eyebrows of the paper figurine, and the paper figurine gradually became as big as an adult man.

"Okay, now there are drivers too." Qi Ye put down his pen, and put the pen and inkstone on the table into the sapphire bracelet.

Qi Ye took out a black jade carved with two galloping horses, and smashed it to the ground.

The paper servant immediately stepped forward to harness the horse to the cart that had already been prepared.

Qi Ye: "Let's go."

Sheng Fuzhuang immediately pushed him forward, and after Qi Zhuo and Zhi had no servants to help Qi Ye into the carriage, he put the wheelchair in the back of the carriage.

When she also got into the carriage, the paper servant rode away with the carriage, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Qi Ye didn't give up in the slightest, and he didn't even raise the curtain of the car.

Back then, he insisted on learning medical skills from the master of the Medicine Pavilion in order to save the world and save people.

But the clinic has been open for six years, and no one has come to see a doctor. On the contrary, the business of the straw mat sellers is booming.

I want to save the world, but the world doesn't believe me, what should I do?

Everything is resigned, and it has its own definite number, which cannot be forced.This is what Master taught him.

Then... don't force it!

Walking all the way east from Wuzhen, about five hundred miles, is Fengcheng, the actual border town of Bian and Tang Dynasties.

Three days later, they arrived in Fengcheng.

Even as calm and indifferent as Qi Zhuo, he was dazed by the bustling here.

There are various shops on both sides of the street. Occasionally, a child holding candied haws or a small windmill runs past the bustling crowd with an innocent smile on his face.

It was a sight he had never seen before.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and the driver had already been replaced by Qi Zhuo—after all, the paper servant was a monk's trick, and would scare mortals.

"Fu Zhuang, do you want to buy some jewelry?" Qi Ye looked at her with a smile, revealing a smile that he thought was benevolent.

"Thank you Master, no need."

Qi Ye regretfully said: "It's rare for your master and I to be generous once, why don't you know how to seize the opportunity one by one?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhuo snorted coldly: "You also know that you are stingy?"

Qi Ye knew that he had nothing good to say, and complained in a heartbroken tone: "You black-hearted, black-lung white-eyed wolf, you have been eating and using mine for the past three years. You picked it up, now you can't tell where it rotted into mud. What kind of evil did I do to raise an apprentice like you? Why is my life so miserable..."

Qi Zhuo interrupted him coldly: "If you hadn't saved me, maybe I would have been reincarnated into a wealthy family by now."

Qi Ye: "..." He couldn't refute for a while.

Sheng Fuzhuang: "Senior Brother, Master, please don't say a few words. Master, where are we staying tonight?"

"Let me take a look." Qi Ye raised the curtain of the car, just as the words "Yuanfu Inn" floated by, he said, "Just stay at the Yuanfu Inn."

Qi Zhuo went to the backyard of the inn to set up a carriage, and Qi Ye took Sheng Fuzhuang to the first floor for dinner.

There was a heated discussion at the next table.

"Hey, have you heard that the one who will be sent up the mountain this time is the eldest lady of the Xie family!"

"How could Mrs. Xie agree? Miss Xie was accused of being handed over to the prefect when she was young."

"The Xie family has deteriorated year after year since Mr. Xie left, and Mrs. Xie is suffering from illnesses. I heard that the reason why it is Miss Xie this time is the eunuch's fault!"

"It must be the prefect who dislikes the downfall of the Xie family. These officials like to worship the high and step down. I think the Xie family was a famous and prominent family in Fengcheng back then! It's a pity that Master Xie just left..."

The more Qi Ye listened, the more confused he became. Taking advantage of Xiao Er's arrival to serve the food, he asked him, "Who is this Miss Xie, and why was she sent up the mountain?"

Xiaoer said: "This is the rule of Fengcheng. Every year, a beautiful girl is sent to the mountain to be the bride of Mr. Mountain Ghost. Over the years, I have sent more than [-] of them!"

Qi Ye frowned: "Who is Lord Shangui?"

Xiaoer: "Master Shangui has great supernatural powers! When the prefect made Lord Shangui's request, many people disagreed, but guess what happened? Lord Shangui attracted a flood and flooded Fengcheng!"

"Flooded every city?" Qi Ye's frown deepened.

"That's right. Later, I wrote down the names of all the school-age girls in the city on a piece of paper, grabbed one and sent it up, and the water receded!"

"When will it be sent up the mountain?"

"Just tomorrow."

Qi Ye tossed Xiao Erqi copper coins, and Xiao Ermei walked away with a smile on her face.

After Qi Zhuo set up the carriage and came back, he saw his master's solemn expression, and couldn't help but think: "Is this a loss in a quarrel with others?"

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Zhuo sat down and asked while holding the meat.

Qi Ye told him all the news he had inquired, and finally looked at him mysteriously, lowering his voice: "Would you like to come with me to save a girl from a good family?"

Qi Zhuo: "..." I think you seem to be going to abduct and sell a girl from a good family.

Qi Ye: "To be honest, I haven't done anything good for a long time. Thinking about it, I feel like a hero!"

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "He is still a good-looking hero!"

Sheng Fuzhuang smiled: "Master, you have done a good deed by saving your brother and taking me in."

Qi Ye: "It's up to you to take him in, but as for him—" Qi Ye snorted, "Saving him is the biggest sin I've committed in my life."

Qi Zhuo ignored him and concentrated on eating.

Sheng Fuzhuang asked: "Can't mortals ask for help from the world of cultivating immortals? Why did the eunuch allow this mountain ghost to bring disaster to the city?"

"Fengcheng is located in a remote location. Although it is not like Wuzhen, where there are no shops in front of the village or back, it can be regarded as the edge of the Yunfu world, which is far away from the world of cultivating immortals!" Qi Ye explained, "Besides, monks who enter the mortal world are generally They all go to the most prosperous places in Shangjing, Tiandu, who would come here to meddle in their own business? Isn't that full of food?"

"Didn't you just eat enough to support yourself?" Qi Zhuo thought, "You are not lightly supported. You have been in that damn place of Wuzhen for six years."

Sheng Fuzhuang let out a soft oh, but said nothing.

In the evening, Qi Ye returned to his room, lifted his robe and trousers, revealing the bandages wrapped around his calves.There were spots of blood on the snow-white bandage. He took off the bandage and took a light breath.Under the bandage was a bloody calf, as if a layer of flesh had been grinded down by some sharp instrument.

"Young Master, I'm so hurt!" Qi Ye thought.

He took out a green elixir, sealed the elixir with spiritual power, carefully crushed it and rubbed it on his calf.

A layer of light green light mask appeared on the bloody calf, and Qi Ye moved, and the pain stopped.

"Okay, within three days I'll be a good guy again." Qi Ye thought happily, but it's a pity that there are not many pills left, so I have to use them sparingly.

He took out a sword from the sapphire bracelet, the sword was three feet long, two fingers wide, and had no sheath.

The whole body of the sword was dim, but when Qi Ye's hand touched the hilt, there was a faint buzzing sound, and an unstoppable sense of sharpness came from the sword.

Two upright and simple characters are engraved on the body of the sword near the hilt.

Same dust.

The name of this sword is: Tongchen.

Qi Ye had a sad expression on his usual laughing face, his eyes were extremely deep, and he looked at Tong Chen steadfastly.

And the light and the dust, and the time to relax.

This is his Tongchen sword.

The wooden window was not closed, and the moonlight shone on his face, casting a gleam of light, and all the longing and sadness in his eyes had nowhere to hide.

"Same dust..." His voice was low, with a sense of loneliness for no reason.

What responded to him was the rustling of the dense leaves outside the window being blown by the wind.

On the second day, Qi Zhuo habitually came to Qi Ye's room to help him into the wheelchair, when he saw his master standing by the window, holding a bronze mirror and a blue hair tie in his mouth to tie his hair.

After tying up her hair, she turned her head from side to side and looked around, showing a satisfied smile.

Qi Zhuo: "...Master, can you stand up?"

Hearing this, Qi Ye put away the bronze mirror, leaned on the window lattice with one hand and posed in a pose that he thought he was handsome: "It's only three days' worth of medicine, how about it, Master, doesn't it look good?"

"Oh, it's not pretty." Qi Zhuo said indifferently.

"Tsk," Qi Ye put away his smile, and looked down at his clothes. The azure robe was clean and tidy, and a warm jade pendant was hung on the silver belt. The black boots were spotless and even wrapped around the wristbands. The folds of the clothes are so perfect.

"I really don't know how to appreciate it," Qi Ye thought, "With a handsome master like me, what else do you have to dislike? In the Yunfu world, if I say that I am the second most handsome, no one dares to say that I am the first!"

"Okay, let's go, you little white-eyed wolf." Qi Ye picked up the sword on the table and went out the door first.

It was only then that Qi Zhuo noticed the sword. The sword was wrapped with several layers of cloth near the hilt, and Qi Ye held it in his hand.The shape is very simple, the whole body is dull, it looks like an ordinary mortal sword.

But according to Qi Ye's temperament, it is best to use everything, and the origin of this sword is definitely extraordinary.

Qi Ye brought Qi Zhuo and Sheng Fuzhuang along with the crowd to Dahe east of Fengcheng, where there was a sedan chair with mandarin ducks embroidered on the four corners of the red silk.

"Why don't you see the bride?" As soon as Sheng Fuzhuang finished speaking, a group of people walked over, surrounded by a woman in a wedding gown, crying.

"Are you sure this is a bride's delivery, not a funeral?" Qi Zhuo was very suspicious.

Qi Ye rolled his eyes at him: "Nonsense, you have raised your daughter so much to marry a 'son-in-law' who can overwhelm your father-in-law's family at any time, and happily send your daughter to marry?"

Qi Zhuo thinks it makes sense, if he can happily send his daughter to marry like this, it can only mean that it is not his own.

"The auspicious time has come, get on the sedan chair!"

The bride in a red wedding dress was helped onto the sedan chair, and several strong men lifted the sedan chair smoothly and threw it into the river.

The sedan chair floated to the middle of the river without sinking, when suddenly a dazzling light flashed, and the sedan chair disappeared.

Seeing this scene, everyone bowed down one after another, shouting "Sir Shangui".

Qi Ye led the two apprentices quietly to the woods on one side. He stuck a golden needle in the ground, and after a while, he smiled triumphantly: "I found it!"

This kind of crude teleportation array can only deceive those ignorant mortals.

"What did you find?" Sheng Fuzhuang asked.

"Oh, it can also fool stupid apprentices." Qi Ye thought calmly, and replied: "This is a teleportation formation, but the people who set it up are very crude, and I have already controlled the eye of the formation." Grabbing the shoulders of the two apprentices, they disappeared in place.

When Qi Zhuo came back to his senses, they had already arrived in front of a temple.

The surroundings were silent and the sky was dim. The temple was located in the forest, and there was not even a way down the mountain.There is a faint light coming out of the hall, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

"Where is this?" He heard Sheng Fuzhuang ask.

Qi Ye: "The mountain on the other side of the river is just on the back."

Sheng Fuzhuang: "Master, where is the bride?"

"Hmm... it should be in the palace." Qi Ye walked in without the slightest intention to hide.

Although Qi Zhuo was full of doubts, he followed in with Sheng Fuzhuang.

After entering the temple, a cluster of bright flames sprang up from Qi Ye's fingertips, instantly lighting up the whole room.With the help of the light, Qi Ye saw clearly which god was enshrined in the temple, and his expression froze imperceptibly, but quickly returned to normal.

Fortunately, Qi Zhuo didn't notice the change in his face, and his eyes were attracted by the wedding sedan chair on the right side of the hall.

Sheng Fuzhuang also noticed the Xijiao, hurriedly followed Qi Zhuo, and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.

The bride didn't even take off her hijab, and she leaned against the side of the sedan chair, seemingly fainting.

Qi Zhuo stretched out his hand to lift the hijab, his face changed suddenly, and he took three steps back.Sheng Fuzhuang also froze, and moved a step slightly.

Qi Ye saw the expression on Qi Zhuo's face as if facing a formidable enemy, and instantly wondered which god was in the sedan chair, and couldn't wait to come over and take a look inside the sedan chair.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it will scare you to death.

I saw a slender man sitting in the sedan chair, with a face made up like a ghost. Judging from the flat chest and Adam's apple in the neck, this is a man.

The problem is that this man is wearing a bride's wedding dress and ghost-like makeup, leaning on the sedan chair and sleeping soundly, still snoring lightly.

For a moment, Qi Zhuo suspected that this was Shangui himself, and even thought that the reason why he would marry a bride every year was because he liked to wear their wedding clothes.

After all, Qi Ye was the master, so he calmed down quickly, and pushed the young man in the sedan chair: "Wake up, young man, wake up!"

Xie Chu opened his eyes in a daze, and it took him a long time to come to his senses: "Who are you?"

Qi Ye: "..." You stole my words!

Qi Zhuo: "We are here to save you...if you are the bride..."

Sheng Fuzhuang: "...little brother, why are you dressing up as a bride?"

Xie Chu probably understood that they didn't mean anything malicious, and was about to introduce himself, when suddenly, the ground under his feet shook violently, and Qi Ye's face changed suddenly!

He finally knew why the teleportation array was so crude. It turned out that the teleportation array was laid together with the concealment array, and the teleportation array was attached, so it was naturally impossible to be complete.

The important thing is that under this double formation, there is also a magic lock formation!

The magic lock formation locks all demons, and even the strongest saint in the demon world has to spend a lot of effort to deal with the magic lock formation.

Of course, the premise is that the magic lock formation is complete, otherwise the saint can break the formation with a single blow.

Qi Ye's spiritual power detection spread all over the entire mountain, and he was sure that the person who arranged the magic lock array must be a fool.

A fool who couldn't even integrate the teleportation array and the concealment array, dared to set up this loophole-filled magic lock array, and shut down such a thing.

Eighty percent is crazy.

Qi Ye's spiritual consciousness covered the entire mountain, and he easily found the legendary Lord Mountain Ghost. He told his two little apprentices to wait for him where he was, before his figure disappeared.

After a while, Qi Ye brought a man back to the main hall and threw the man to the ground.

That man was a mountain ghost, wearing a black cloak with wide sleeves tightly covering his face.

Qi Zhuo felt the deep hostility in that man.

Qi Ye didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly chopped off the man's black cloak and robe with his sword.The man hurriedly covered his face with his hands, while Qi Zhuo took a step to block Sheng Fuzhuang's sight.

"Tell me, 'Sir Shangui', what do you want so many girls for?" Qi Ye's face was righteous.

Qi Zhuo felt that if he had a tail that would have been raised to the sky, the kind that he couldn't get back even if he broke it.

"You, who are you!?" The man's voice was extremely pleasant, but full of fear.

"If you don't say anything, I'll kill you!" Qi Ye threatened.

"Then you kill me!" the mountain ghost yelled heart-piercingly.

"Tsk," Qi Ye raised his hand, strands of light wrapped around Shan Gui's hand, and violently tore his hand away!

The mountain ghost struggled desperately, but could do nothing.

His hands were tied behind his back by the flowing light, and what was exposed under the dim candlelight of the temple was an extremely ugly face!

The hideous scars all over the whole face were pitted and dull.One eye was sunken in, as if someone had gouged out the eyeball alive! The other eye was red and open, the bridge of the nose was sunken, and there was a huge gap in the middle of the lower lip.

Thinking of the nice voice of this man just now, and the huge contrast, Qi Zhuo almost spit out the meal of the previous night.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The mountain ghost screamed, struggling violently with both hands, but couldn't get away, so he fell down, his face firmly stuck to the ground.

Qi Zhuo took off his outer robe and approached, ready to cover him up, after all, there is still a girl here, so he should be more or less scrupulous.

Just when he was about to cover the mountain ghost with his robe, a figure suddenly appeared, knocked Qi Zhuo away heavily, and blocked the mountain ghost with his hands!

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