Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

Yu Zihui's heart sank. The reason why he asked his master to introduce him as soon as he came back was because he knew that Zhenjun Sangyi and Zhenjun Chongyao had never been in harmony, and he was afraid that Wen Song would be involved. Moreover, when Suying Palace accepted disciples, Wen Song once declined Zhenjun Chongyao in public, and later worshiped Zhenjun Sangyi, he was worried that Zhenjun would be sympathetic.

Now it seems that no matter what the situation is, it is absolutely necessary to ask Zhenjun Sang Yi to come forward.

Yu Zi looked back at Wen Song's dark eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Junior Brother Wen, please send a message to Zhenjun Sang Yi!"

Hearing the words, Wen Song lowered his eyelids. He didn't reply to Yu Zi's words. After a while, he sat up from the chair, walked to the center of the hall and bowed to Zhenjun Chongyao, "It's Wen Song who is bothering you for asking for a visit this time. Arriving at the Zongmen, I haven't even met my master yet, so I don't need to bother my uncle with this little injury."

Looking at it from Yu Zihui's perspective, one could clearly see that the corners of Wen Song's lips were stretched into a straight line.

Facing Wen Song's attitude of not retreating half a step, Chong Yao couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't really want to drive him away, but he was pressed and beaten by his friends a few days ago, so he couldn't help but feel a little bit uneasy. .

Moreover, Wen Song's ability to call Yin Wei's relatives to Shen Yuefeng is enough to show that he attaches great importance to Wen Song. If he told his friends that Wen Song had come to him for medical treatment, but he ignored it, just thinking about it would make Chong Yao feel ashamed. I feel that my face is showing signs of disfigurement again.

Besides, the request he made to Wen Song was just because Sang Yi always had a hard time with him and wanted him to give him a soft hand. How could he really die? Unexpectedly, Wen Song just looked at it and didn't say a word It doesn't make a sound, but its temper is hard.

Chong Yao leaned on the side, his slender and uniform left hand resting on his forehead, "It's not up to you."

"I just sent a report to my junior brother, saying that his little apprentice is seeking medical treatment at my place, and it's about time."

Wen Song was a little annoyed when he heard this, but he also knew that without Zhenjun Chongyao's consent, he would not be able to get out of Shen Yuefeng, so he could only suppress his anger and return to his seat to wait quietly.

Sang Yi came very quickly. As soon as he stepped into the hall, he felt that the little apprentice's aura was much weaker. When his spiritual consciousness swept towards Wen Song's body, he found that his meridians were about to burst, "How can you hurt this man?" as serious?"

Wen Song touched the tip of his nose, "It's a long story."

Seeing that the two wanted to continue their chat, Chong Yao interrupted them, "If you want to teach your disciples a lesson, you can go back to your Liuyue Hall."

Sang Yi looked at Chong Yao who was standing above him, his beautiful eyebrows looked extremely cold, "How can you be willing to help?"

Chong Yao didn't care about his attitude, he smiled and said: "Just ask me a word."

"Master," Wen Song grabbed Sang Yi's loose sleeves, "this disciple is dead."

Sang Yi looked at Wen Song's black and white eyes, and saw that they were full of rejections. He really didn't want him to beg for him, so his eyes softened, "Don't worry."

Sang Yi took out a jade box from the ring and opened it, his slender eyebrows raised upwards, with an inexplicable sense of confusion, "I remember that brother has been looking for Bodhi fruit for a long time, and I happen to have one here. If brother is willing to save it, it will A bodhi fruit can be used as a reward."

Ever since Sang Yi took out that Bodhi fruit, Chongyao's eyes could no longer hold anything else. He is a drug addict, and he loves to refine all kinds of elixirs in his life. The spiritual plant, also known as the fruit of enlightenment, is the main spiritual plant for refining the enlightenment pill. He has searched many secret realms without any results, and he didn't want to have such a one in Sang Yi's hand.

When Sang Yi saw that his eyeballs were not willing to move, his expression was a little gloomy, "Did Zhenjun Chongyao think about it?"

"Is it important for me to beg you, or is this bodhi fruit important?"

"Of course Bodhi fruit is important," Chong Yao blurted out.

Sang Yi originally wanted such a result, but he felt a little uncomfortable when Chong Yao said it so easily, "Since that's the case, Wen Song's injury will be entrusted to you."

"After you cure him, the bodhi fruit will be offered."

After finishing speaking, he retracted Ling Zhi, shook his sleeves and left.

When Chongyao wanted to see it again, there was only an empty shadow outside the hall.

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Because of this bodhi fruit, Wen Song stayed in Shen Yuefeng smoothly.

After careful inspection of his injury, Chong Yao had an idea in his mind, "Your injury is not so serious, and it is not too serious. I have two treatment methods here. You can see which one you want. A sort of?"

"Master, please speak."

Chong Yao said: "One is to smash and reshape your meridians, and the other is to slowly warm and nourish your meridians with medicinal baths."

Wen Song asked, "I don't know which one is faster?"

"Naturally, it is the former," Chong Yao said, "It can be as short as half a year, or as long as two or three years, depending on the individual's physique."

Wen Song felt that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, "Master, I want to reshape the meridians."

"Ah."

After Chongyao accepted, he went to prepare various elixir for repairing the meridians. For a monk like Wen Song who has not yet established a foundation, although it is a bit troublesome to reshape the meridians, it only requires a little more effort, unlike After the foundation is established, it will only become more and more difficult for monks to reshape their meridians as their cultivation level increases.