[Ancient Sword] Reincarnation Lives Up

Later, in front of the High Priest of Liuyue City and the old city lord, Ouyang Shaogong used a few silver needles and magic tricks to suppress the pain and hang a young man whose hands and feet were festering and who was about to die young.The five-color stone is about to burn out, and Liuyue is desperately looking for a new way out of the city. If an outstanding doctor like him can develop a method that can cure the terminal illness of the Lieshan people, it will be the best strategy for getting the best of both worlds. With the consent of the city lord and the high priest, he stayed in the city.

I saw Shen Ye again in the afternoon of that day.

When Ouyang Shaogong walked onto the terrace, a young man not far away was practicing spells with a wooden staff. He was sweating profusely but it didn't seem to have much effect, and his expression was gritted unwillingly. , he was practicing high-level wood-type spells, either he read the spell halfway and strung it on to other formulas, or he was so eager for success that he didn't have enough luck. Because the master's hands trembled and he changed his direction, he burned a lock of his hair with a low exclamation.

Ouyang Shaogong reluctantly raised his lips and walked to the frustrated boy, pinched his chin and raised his face, looked carefully for a moment to confirm that he was not burned, then closed his hands and walked around behind the boy, listening to him before he moved. Ask, "Why are you here?"

The disturbed young man frowned unhappily, but Shao Gong answered irrelevant questions, looked at him with deep eyes, "Do the curse just now, do it again."

He had a warm expression and a clear voice, and it sounded like he was being coaxed into his ears. Shen Ye didn't say any more, and turned around obediently, closing his eyes and concentrating on reciting the formula. At the critical moment, at the touch of a trigger, his chest pulsates rapidly, as if something is about to come out, Shen Ye subconsciously frowned, and the next moment he was embraced in a warm embrace, Ouyang Shaogong stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, steadying him With trembling hands, the cool temperature in the palms spread to the whole body along the veins, and the lips leaned against his ears and said calmly, "Hold your breath——"

The annoying anxiety was so easily soothed. Following his final note, a majestic circle of wind swung around with the two of them as eyes. There were lightning flashes, thunder, and strong winds in his ears. Shen Ye looked at Ouyang Shaogong's lips. The smile, but the heart is extremely peaceful.

The technique had stopped, Shaogong let go of him and nodded approvingly, "That's right."

Shen Ye was overjoyed at this moment, but there was only a slight smile on his face, he looked at Shao Gong with bright eyes, but first he saw two guards standing not far away, his smile froze suddenly, and he hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, the two of them are here to monitor me," Ouyang Shaogong wrote lightly when he saw this, "Just practice according to this method, and I'll leave right now."

He turned around and took two steps, and heard the boy behind him say angrily, "Is it my father? Why did he do this?!"

Shao Gong stopped in response and narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

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Ouyang Shaogong was originally an immortal, and he traveled the world for thousands of years, learning about the past and the present. Although the people of the Lieshan tribe have been blessed by the gods and passed on many miraculous arts, they can't find him who kidnapped the Shen brothers and sisters for a while.Shaogong threw himself into the trap. After Shen Ye learned that he could not break the Fuxi barrier and went to the lower realm, he appeared in front of the main hall, the old city lord and the high priest.

Liuyue City is isolated from the world, and it is not known where the world is now, whether Fen Ji is still sealed in Wumeng Linggu, and now he is trapped here, he must find a way to break the world, he must first try to survive.Shaogong learned from Shen Ye's pulse that the people of the Lieshan tribe are no different from ordinary people in the world. The turbidity invading the body seems to be terminally ill, but it is not unsolvable for him. Although he is not guaranteed to recover, he can still hang his life. Make a plan.

After properly exaggerating that there is a cure for the terminal illness, Shao Gong was taken to the reincarnation room and treated the dying young man in front of the two of them. Severe illness still prevented him from saving too much energy.

He turned around, passed Shen Ye's father, and walked straight in front of the old city lord, clasped his fists neither humble nor haughty, and said sincerely, "The current situation in the city, the city lord has far-sightedness, and never thought about moving his family. It must be difficult for him to take no action I don't know if I can tell my knot, and I am willing to do my best for the city lord."

What he said was gentle and subtle but pointed to the point. The old city lord's eyes flickered and he was about to speak, but was cut off by the arrogant and tricky question of the high priest behind him, "Then, I remembered that Mr. Ouyang was originally a person from the lower realm. Those who sneaked into Floating Moon City, can you tell me one or two?"

"Whether the high priest believes it or not, I really don't understand the reason." Shao Gong said calmly and indifferently, "The will of heaven is unpredictable, the enchantment outside the city was created by the great god Fuxi, and all the descendants of the gods are trapped here, let alone In the next class, how can He De, a mortal, have the power to break through the boundary." He paused, and met the sharp analysis of the opponent without hesitation, "The situation is urgent now, and it is better to work together to find a rescue than worrying about unthinkable things. The law of the tribe," he persuaded, while respectfully leaning forward with fists folded, his eyes lowered to hide the flickering cold light in his pupils, "I implore the high priest, think carefully."

It is true that he survived smoothly, but this does not mean that the arrogant ancient survivors will be grateful to him, "It is not my race, if you secretly have a different intention, in case you hurt the lives of my people, so what should you do."

The high priest was shrewd and tyrannical, and ordered Shaogong to teach the people how to heal diseases. After he agreed, he was even more dissatisfied, and even greedily asked him to pass on what he had learned all his life to his son Shen Ye, fearing that he would steal his life, so he sent two more guards Follow the surveillance—not only do not treat him as a guest, but treat him as a prisoner.

However, Ouyang Shaogong has always been good at enduring humiliation, even being oppressed and exploited like this, he still smiled lightly and calmly accepted them one by one.

It is not surprising that those in power disregard others, are ruthless, do whatever they want, and act willfully and recklessly. What really surprised Ouyang Shaogong was the attitude of his son Shen Ye.

This young man doesn't seem to like his biological father very much. When he was surrounded the day before yesterday, he not only stood in front of him, but even yelled at his father in front of everyone. The younger sister was happy, and seemed to develop an inexplicably strong affection for him, a stranger, very quickly.

Ouyang Shaogong turned around again and looked at Shen Ye with deep eyes. His eyelids were long and narrow, and his pupils were clear and black. Although he was tall and handsome, he had no good intentions, and the aura around him was oppressive. He stared at a young man so intently. Look, it's really frightening, but Shen Ye didn't have time to feel frightened in the future, Shao Gong quickly withdrew his gaze, and the spring-like smile on his gentle and elegant face covered up everything just now like an illusion.

"As the high priest, there is nothing wrong with treating people who are not of the same race like this." He raised his hand and patted Shen Ye's shoulder, comforting him with gentle words, and sighed after a short pause, "You have worked hard."

Shen Ye frowned and was waiting for a rebuttal, but he was puzzled by his subsequent words, "What?"

"My father sent me to teach you what I have learned all my life. From now on, you will have to be implicated by me when you practice."

"Father didn't tell me." The young man blinked in surprise, but his face was serious. He looked up at Shaogong for a moment and thought for a while before continuing, "Probably he doesn't want me to call you master."

Shen Ye spoke calmly, but his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists. Ouyang Shaogong certainly did not ignore the disgust that flashed in the young man's eyes. He pondered for a while, and was about to say something when he saw the young man Kneel down before him.

"Master is above." As if vowing to fight his father to the end, Shen Ye respectfully kowtowed to Shaogong and earnestly performed a complete ceremony of apprenticeship.

Ouyang Shaogong took a step forward, personally bowed to help Shen Ye up, carefully brushed the dust off his knees, and while cleaning his hands, he asked slowly, "Why do you hate your father?"

Shen Ye glanced at the guard not far away with a cold face. Shao Gong knew that he had concerns and couldn't act rashly, but at this moment he waved his hand regardless, "It's okay, I've set up a sound-proof barrier, just speak out."

"It doesn't matter how harshly you treat me or scold me," Shen Ye whispered, "but I don't like him doing some cruel things casually, especially because of me."

The dark light in those phoenix eyes was deep, Shaogong looked down at him quietly for a moment, then leaned over to lean against his ear, whispering coaxingly: "Then, do you want to kill him?"