I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Lu Wanxian stepped into the Xuanhu Courtyard, and as soon as he came in, he saw the medical trainees hurrying back and forth, his heart couldn't help but hang up, he grabbed one of the medical trainees and asked, "How are the two people sent here just now? "

The doctor was so busy that he hit the back of his head with his heel, and was suddenly grabbed by someone. He was very impatient: "I'm alive!" Then he shook off Lu Wanxian's hand and went inside in a hurry.

Lu Wanxian finally put down a big stone in his heart, and quietly followed the doctor to the inner room. He saw a small courtyard, and the middle wing was full of doctors inside and out. There were two wings on the east and west sides, and there was someone at the door of one of them. Another door is closed.

Lu Wanxian took a quick look and knew that Han Xijian should be in the middle room. He hurried over and almost tripped over the steps.

"Prince Lu." Qin Chiyu suddenly squeezed out from the crowd of doctors, grabbed Lu Wanxian's hand, and took him out, "Prince Lu, listen to me, Master Taihe is administering acupuncture, so it's not appropriate to go and disturb him now, let's go out and talk ?"

Lu Wanxian's heart hung up again. If it's okay, why didn't Qin Chiyu let him go closer?However, he was not an unreasonable person, knowing that even if he wanted to see him again at this time, he should not go up and disturb Master Taihe, so he suppressed his worries and came out with Qin Chiyu to stand in the small courtyard.

"What happened?" Lu Wanxian asked anxiously.

"It's okay." Qin Chiyu paused, looked at Lu Wanxian, and looked at him from head to toe, "Sir Lu, do you want to take a look at the doctor too?"

"What am I looking at? I'm not sick." Lu Wanxian was like an ant on a hot pot, and wanted to see what was going on with Han Xi, but Qin Chiyu couldn't tell the reason for a long time, and he was about to die.

Qin Chiyu's gaze shifted to Lu Wanxian's back, and when he saw Sheng Yusui walking in, he looked at him questioningly, Sheng Yusui nodded slightly, indicating that Lu Wanxian was really fine, and Qin Chiyu calmed down a little.

Although I don't know why Lu Xianchang rushed towards the old thief Sheng Qianqiu with a look of killing people, but finally came back safe and sound, but now seeing that Lu Xianchang is still intact and healthy, Qin Chiyu felt that there was finally a place in his panicked mind Can land.

Han Xijian's situation is not good.

As soon as he was carried to the Xuanhuyuan, Qin Chiyu called Master Taihe. As soon as Master Taihe touched Han Xijian's heart, his face turned dark, and he kept asking who made such a ruthless attack. It was clearly a sinister move to shatter the soul. Then, as the diagnosis and treatment progressed, Master Taihe stopped talking.

It is probably because of the injury that the wounder's cultivation level can be deduced. After a little play, it is known that the wounder has a great background, and he is one of the few people with the highest cultivation level in Taoism.

Master Taihe naturally didn't dare to say more.

"Oh...it's a pity to see this child."

It was only before the acupuncture was performed that Master Taihe muttered to himself, and the last sentence Qin Chiyu heard was this. Afterwards, he was invited out of the bed by other doctors and asked him to wait outside.

Therefore, Qin Chiyu doesn't know much more than Lu Wanxian about the specific situation of Han Xijian.

He just knew a little more——Han Xi saw that there was more danger than good fortune.

Even Master Taihe sighed for it. Han Xi saw that today's injury is much more dangerous than Qin Chiyu's injury and physical decline. That is something that can be solved with a few soups.

But he couldn't say that to Lu Wanxian.

"It's all my fault." Qin Chiyu lowered his head, "If I had arrived at Xuanpu earlier, maybe I would have had time..."

"No, you have done a good job." Lu Wanxian said quickly, "There is only one person who is wrong, and that is Sheng Qianqiu."

Qin Chiyu agreed in a muffled voice, clenched his fists hanging by his sides tightly.

"By the way..." Lu Wanxian rubbed his eyebrows, "How is Fu Weiwei now?"

"He's okay, his meridians were damaged by spiritual pressure and needs to be recuperated." Qin Chiyu replied truthfully.

It was also "not bad", but Lu Wanxian could clearly hear that Qin Chiyu's tone was completely different when he was talking about Han Xijian's situation.

Fu Weiyi is really okay. Compared with Han Xijian, the damage to the meridians is already within the acceptable range.

Sorry to see...

Lu Wanxian looked worriedly at the pane of the middle room.

Fu Weiyi had a dream.

I dreamed that he was walking on the grass slope behind Wanhua Mountain. In spring, small flowers bloomed among the young grass leaves.

He carried the bathtub to the small river below the grassy slope, filled it with water, and carried it up again.

He is a physical trainer, so that weight is nothing to him.

However, the person who pestered him was a headache.

"Put it here, yes, put it here." Han Xijian stretched out a white and tender index finger to point, "Hey, the sun will turn to the west after a while, so let's put it here."

"The slope is too big, if it is not stable, it will roll down." Fu Weiyi reminded him.

"Then... find two stones to step on." Han Xijian rolled up her sleeves.

In order to prevent Han Xijian from washing and rolling down the hillside with the bucket, Fu Weiyi stood beside the bucket, and added another layer of protection besides the two big stepping stones.

Han Xijian was soaking comfortably in the water, basking in the warm sun, and yawned a little.

"Why do you like taking a bath and sleeping so much?" Fu Weiwei asked in a muffled voice, with his back against the barrel, arms crossed, and looking at the sky in the opposite direction.

After entering the golden elixir stage, unless you exercise vigorously, your body will not get dirty, and you don't need to take a bath; as for sleeping, there is even no need for it. Wouldn't it be nice to have some free time to meditate?If you like to bask in the sun, then you can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon while basking in the sun, run the small sun, and use the sun essence for your own use. Isn't it more meaningful?

"Because...it's so comfortable! You won't understand. There are so many beautiful things in the world outside of cultivation. Once you come here, you have to experience it!" Han Xijian said happily.

"Really?" Fu Weiwei turned his head, but was pressed back by a wet hand.

"Don't turn around, let's watch the sky." Han Xijian said domineeringly.

Before he knew it, Fu Wei's time seemed to become slow and lazy along with Han Xijian.

The intoxicatingly blue sky on the edge of the snow mountain became more and more beautiful.

And in his heart, the mood of soothing and relaxing gradually gained the upper hand, and the guilt caused by wasting time was gradually suppressed until it disappeared.

"Fu Weiyi."

Ok?

"I will be your savior from now on, you have to wash my feet obediently."

Ok.

Seeing that Han Xi's proud voice was still echoing in Fu Weiyi's ears, and the smooth and soft touch brushed against his head, Fu Weiyi suddenly opened his eyes, only to see darkness.

The night had quietly covered the beams of the house, submerging the furniture in a blur. Someone was walking outside, and a bunch of paper lamps that suddenly lit up shone on Fu Weiwei's eyelids, making his eyes roll uncomfortably.

As the bearer hurried away, the light turned halfway across the room, and fell on the top of the wall, elongating and fading the shadows of the panes.

Fu Weiyi snorted and raised his hand to press his forehead.

Why would he have such a dream?

He has not had a dream for a long time.A cultivator does not need to dream.

"Little Han?"

Fu Weiyi said to himself, and sat up with his body propped up.

Suddenly the key to memory was opened, and fragments poured into his mind one after another, from the moment he stepped on the Huagai Rock, until he realized in a trance that someone pulled him up and left with a flying sword.

"I will be your savior from now on, you have to wash my feet obediently."

After the man who rescued him said this, he hugged him and protected him with his body.

At that time, he smelled the aroma of the spring stream.

"See you Han!"

Fu Weiyi threw off the quilt abruptly, and stepped out of the east wing with bare feet.

Outside is a small courtyard. There are at least five doctors crowded in the small open space, and two more doctors shuttle between the thresholds of the house in the middle with lamps. In the silent night, everything is going on in a busy and orderly manner. .

Xuanhu Yard, this is the ward of Xuanhu Yard, where Fu Weiwei once recuperated because of an arm injury.

He stared at the door of the middle room for a while, settled his dizzy vision, walked over there, and followed a doctor who was passing by in a hurry, and stepped into the threshold.

A group of doctors gathered around the bed. Huge night pearls hung on the top of the bed, illuminating the inside of the bed as brightly as day. The shadows of the doctors were cast on the wall behind them, making it seem like there were many ghosts in the room. The flurry of dancing makes people feel uneasy.

The invisible pressure also infected Fu Weiyi, who quietly approached the bedside.

On the bed, Han Xi saw that her eyes were closed tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and a thick cloth band was wrapped around her forehead, only half of her face was exposed, lifelessly sunk in a pile of gold needles, cloth bands and medicine jars. .

"Fu Weiyi, why are you here?"

Fu Weiyi heard a familiar voice calling him, but he couldn't take his eyes off Han Xijian's face like a demon, what's wrong with Xiao Han?

"Little Fu," came Master Taihe's voice, and Fu Weiwei felt him grabbing his upper arm, "Your meridian injury still needs to be recuperated, you can't get out of bed and walk around at will, go back now."

Fu Weiyi, however, stared at Han Xijian as if he didn't hear it.

"Hey, it took a long time to persuade Lu Island Master to leave during the day, and here comes you again." Master Taihe said helplessly, and turned to the outside, "Someone, call Qin Chiyu—"

"What happened to him?" Fu Weiyi asked.

"Where's Qin Chiyu?" Master Taihe called out loudly.

"This wounded patient, please go to the next door to rest. You shouldn't overwork yourself after you've injured your meridian." A medical practitioner advised from the side.

"What's wrong with Han Xijian? Why is he in a coma?" Fu Weiyi fixed his eyes on the doctor.

The doctor sighed, and said in a low voice: "The spirit body has been penetrated by true energy, and now the three souls are unstable, so it may be more or less auspicious."

"Sanqi, shut up." Master Taihe waved the doctor away, and swept Fu Weiyi's sleeve out of the door. With a "bang", the door closed, isolating Fu Weiyi from the outside.

When Qin Chiyu arrived, Fu Weiyi was standing barefoot on the steps in front of the door.

Although it was the turn of spring and summer, the night wind on the high mountain was still strong, Fu Weiwei's meridians were damaged, and the divine light for body protection was also unstable, but he seemed to be unconscious, stepping on the ground with bare feet, his face full of pain. Bewildered.

Qin Chiyu had never seen him show such an expression. Fu Weiwei, who had always been determined and seemed to know everything in his chest, had never been so confused and frightened.

"Fu Weiyi." Qin Chiyu called out.

The big man in front of the door lowered his head—as if there was an invisible eaves that forced him to lower his head—he looked at Qin Chiyu, his lips moved slightly, and asked softly, "How can I save him?"

Qin Chiyu sighed inwardly. To a certain extent, he could understand Fu Weiwei's mood at the moment: "You can't save him, Master Taihe can, come down, let's go back to the house."

"It doesn't matter if you use your true energy." Fu Weiwei said to himself.

"Stop thinking about it, trust Master Taihe, okay?" Qin Chiyu grabbed Fu Weiyi and went back to the East Wing, and pushed him back on the bed, "Wait, I'll make you some medicine."

When Qin Chiyu went out, Fu Weiwei sat up from the bed again, hugged the quilt, and silently watched the yard.

Is it to protect him, that's why the true energy penetrates his spiritual body, so that life and death are unknown?

He obviously said it before he left, he wouldn't save him with his true energy, so why was he still foolishly fighting for his life?

Han Xijian, you are such a fool.

Secretly, some of the paths that he had insisted on were shaken. When a piece of exquisite and beautiful tail feathers fell from the sky, and the once tough outer shell collapsed, Fu Weiwei's fingers tightened secretly and pressed against his forehead. It is impossible to say that the only purpose of my afterlife is to ascend.

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