Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Hua Zhaoting and the disciples of the Hua family were still blocked outside the courtyard by the wind and snow barrier.

Xiao Fuxuan was about to remove the barrier, but stopped when he heard the words: "No?"

Doctor Wusheng's face was solemn: "Don't let him hear it."

"Your Patriarch also has a problem?"

"He's pretty much the same as me. It's been a long time, it's ingrained, so don't be alarmed."

Wu Xingxue glanced at him with only a remnant soul left: "How long has it been?"

The doctor Wusheng was silent, and after a while, he said softly: "It's been more than 20 years."

It was more than 20 years ago that he first realized that something was wrong with him.

***

That day, Yi Wusheng took his lover, A Yao, to serve a batch of newly refined medicine in Qingxintang.

There are many kinds of pills that people in Xianmen love to use, but there are only a few kinds that everyone has prepared - those that enhance cultivation, prolong life, heal wounds, save lives, and even kill people.The rest of the weird medicine pills, so many that they can't even name them all, are made by each sect for their own use, and they have some sect characteristics to some extent.

The Wumeng Pill refined by Yiwusheng is unique to Taohuazhou.

He refined this medicine because accidents happened frequently in the Great Sad Valley outside Yuyang City that year, and the people passing by there or disciples of the immortal family could not see any abnormality when they left the valley, but within three days, it would happen. Something weird and weird—

There are things like puppet prints on the back of their necks for no reason, and they often feel itchy on their bodies, but they can't find the specific place, so they can't help scratching around.Some people end up with a heartburn like crazy, scratching themselves bloody all over.

Another problem is sleepwalking.When they go to sleep at night, they will dream that they are very hungry and looking for food.After searching for an unknown amount of time, they finally saw the pavement. They sat down and ate, chewing their mouthfuls of fresh juice.

When you suddenly wake up from the dream, you will find that you are really holding something in your hand, and you really ate it all night.Some were holding fruits and vegetables, some were holding raw fish and meat, and some... were holding people.

This state is almost the same as the demon host body, so the major immortal sects naturally cannot let it go.

They sent people to investigate carefully, trying to figure out why.But it's useless to be careful, most people who go there will be recruited, and there are only a handful of lucky ones.

The one who lost the most at the beginning was the Feng family.

The Feng family and Taohuazhou have always been on good terms, so the head of the Feng family, Feng Juyan, and his elder brother Feng Fei came here in person to ask for medicine for the disciples who were recruited by the sect.

Everyone knows that the doctors in Taohuazhou are best at the art of soul dreams, and the people recruited in the Great Sad Valley all eat people and eat flesh in their dreams.

So for a while, the threshold of Taohuazhou was about to be broken.

The doctor Wusheng retreated for seven days without any water or rice, and without sleep, he finally came up with a medicine called Wumeng Pill.

Those who were recruited in the Great Sad Valley, after taking the Wumeng Pill within a month, they will seal their souls for 49 days, and when they wake up again, they will return to normal.The only risk is that one of the five senses will be lost because the soul is sealed for too long.

If it's more than a month... Even if you eat a vat of Wumeng Pill, it won't help, it's impossible for a god to save!

During that whole year, Yi Wusheng was refining Wumeng Pill, often without sleep, but he finally saved a large number of people.Patriarch Hua Zhaoting was afraid that he would get tired, so he specifically instructed the disciples in the school not to disturb the doctor with any trivial matters, and even selected a group of disciples to help him manage the Qingxintang.

At the end of that year, around the winter moon, the Great Sad Valley had been closed for more than a month, and there were no new recruits.

Doctor Wu finally got some free time.

That day, the last batch of Wumeng Pills was buried in the vat.

"This Wumeng pill is different from ordinary pills. It cannot be touched by fire or put into a pill furnace. It has to be carefully buried with clean sand to a depth of three feet, and the sand is poured with still spring water every day. Hiss—"

Doctor Wu was explaining to Ah Yao when he suddenly felt itchy on the back of his neck.Frowning and scratching.

"It's best if the water is frozen, don't forget to—" He said, feeling a little itchy again, and simply gave the elixir grate in his hand to A Yao, and moved aside himself.

After scratching for a while, he felt a burning pain in the back of his neck and wanted to enter the hall.

As soon as he turned around, he heard Ah Yao softly "Ah" and said, "Master, your neck is bleeding, let me get you some hemostatic ointment."

Bleeding after a few scratches?

The doctor Wusheng was puzzled, waved his hand and said, "No need, you continue to bury Wumeng Pill, I'll go to the room."

At that time, there was a little cleaner in the room who was tidying up the medicine cabinet and the bed.

Seeing that the doctor Wu Sheng came in in a hurry, his fingers were still stained with blood, he hurriedly turned over the hemostatic ointment and said, "Sir, I will help you."

The doctor Wusheng glanced at his fingers that were stained with sand and blood, and didn't refuse any more. He sat down at the table and waited for the little disciple to apply the medicine.After waiting for a while, the little disciple didn't move.

"what happened?"

"Sir, you..." The little disciple's voice was a little weak.

Doctor Wu turned his head and saw him holding the medicine bowl, his face turned pale.

"Why is your face so pale? It's not uncommon to see broken skin and rotten flesh. A few scratches are so frightening." The doctor couldn't laugh or cry. He grabbed a cloth towel and wiped his hands. He was about to take the medicine bowl and apply it himself when he saw the little disciple's fingers tremble. , The medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the hemostatic paste was all over the ground.

Yi Wusheng was stunned for a moment, picked up his robe and hurried into the inner room, searched for two bronze mirrors and took a look.

He saw in the bronze mirror that the back of his neck was heavily scratched, bloody and bloody, not at all like scratched by ordinary people's fingers, but scratched by sharp claws.

And under those few scratches, there is still a little residual ink mark, which is very similar to the people recruited in the Great Sad Valley.

For a moment, Yi Wusheng felt chills all over his body.

He put down the bronze mirror, rummaged through the box and found the leftover Wumeng Pill from the previous batch.

For ordinary people, one Wumeng Pill is enough.

He swallowed one whole, and lay down on the bed without even thinking about changing his clothes.Lie with eyes open until dark, but there is no movement of sealing the soul.

He got up from the bed again, grabbed the bottle with trembling fingers, poured a handful of Wumeng Pill, and swallowed it all...

This time, he fell asleep, but it wasn't a soul seal.

He made the Wumeng Pill by himself, and he knows better than anyone else what effect it has.After being recruited for more than a month, no matter how much you eat, it won't help.

Therefore, he couldn't remember anything after that.

But even if he couldn't remember clearly, he knew what would happen—the host demon would be alarmed, quickly eat away the soul and flesh, and occupy it as the new owner of the body. "He" was still doing what he would do every day, so that no one would notice anything unusual, and then waited for the hunger to come.

Every once in a while, the evil spirits would be so hungry that they would feed on the flesh and soul of living beings.

On rare occasions, doctors will regain some consciousness.It's like a remnant soul unwilling to leave, and still wants to try to occupy the sovereignty.

The first time he woke up for a short time, he saw the little disciple who was helping him apply the medicine sweeping the dust beside the bookcase, and bowed to him and called "Mr." .

The second time I woke up briefly was that cold night 25 years ago.Ah Yao was crying in front of the hall like crazy, his elder brother Yi Wuqi was lying in a pool of blood with a smile, his wife, daughter and father were beaten on the body, making the same empty sound as the little disciple.

He was born in a fairy family, and he was once a handsome man.That night, there was a vicissitudes of life suddenly.

He remembered very clearly that in the middle of the night, he exhausted his spirit, struggled to gain a sliver of consciousness, and went straight to the Jianhuatang where the Patriarch was.He wanted to tell Hua Zhaoting to remove the position of the elder of Sitang and entrust everything in his hands, and then let Hua Zhaoting kill him.

Because the demon in the body would not let him kill himself, he had to find someone who could restrain him and kill him.

The doctor Wusheng stumbled into the Jianhua hall, and pushed open the hall door regardless of etiquette.

Hua Zhaoting was holding a long-spout teapot, bending over to water the flower vat by the wall.Hearing the sound, he turned his head, looking tired.He pointed to the doctor Wu Sheng and said: "Well, you Wu Sheng, if you want to change to a disciple in the sect, you will be severely punished if you break into my flower-cutting hall without permission after I issued the ban."

Doctor Wu didn't answer, he felt that his consciousness was about to disappear again, he had to hurry up and explain the matter before that.

So he slammed into the table with a "bang" and grabbed Hua Zhaoting's arm: "Patriarch..."

At that moment, his strength was so great that Hua Zhaoting also hit the table, and his body fell down.

Then, Doctor Wu saw the back of his neck.

There is also a half-healed scratch on the back of Hua Zhaoting's neck, and there is also a residual ink mark under the scratch.

In an instant, the doctor's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold chill poured from head to toe.

"What's wrong with you?" Hua Zhaoting asked him.

Doctor Wusheng's words stopped before his tongue, and said: "I...I have to retreat for a while."

***

The doctor's face was pale, and his expression was silent. He turned his head and glanced at the dazed Ayao: "Ayao is usually warm and stable. , so frightened like that. He was filmed with a forbidden technique to deliberately make him speechless."

"I returned to Qingxin Hall later, and there was only time to do one thing." Doctor Wu said in a deep voice, "It is to add another forbidden technique to him, under the double forbidden technique, at least no one on Taohuazhou can solve it. As long as the forbidden technique lasts, he will be crazy for as long as possible."

"I'm afraid that if he wakes up, he might say something that shouldn't be said. On this Taohuazhou, no one can help him."

After all, Ah Yao grew up with Yi Wu from a young age, and witnessed the ins and outs of Yi Wu Qi's death, so he must explain to Doctor Yi Wu after he wakes up.If he sees the imprint on the back of Doctor Yiwu's neck again, he will end up like that little disciple who sweeps the house in eight or nine out of ten cases.

"Afterwards, I haven't woken up until today." The doctor Wu walked through the thick night in the courtyard and looked at the figures outside the snow barrier: "As long as the evil spirits are not disturbed and violent, 25 years will be gone." This is how it came. The Patriarch entered Taoism with a sword, and is one of the few people who are closest to ascending to immortality in a hundred years. Once the demons residing in his body are disturbed, there is no one taller than him who can stop him. I Thousands of disciples from Taohuazhou may all—”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a sword shadow beside him unsheathed.

Doctor Wusheng: "?"

"You—you must not do it!" Doctor Yiwu couldn't let go of the paper, so he panicked and stopped talking.

"Hey, it's too late, let's take a break." Wu Xingxue gave him a hand, turned around and saw Xiao Fuxuan with a frosty sword intent, turned his head and asked Doctor Wu: "What do you think of his cultivation? "

"Almost soaring!" Doctor Wu said emphatically.

Xiao Fuxuan repeated quietly: "Oh, almost."

The moment the voice fell, the sword shadow had traversed the sky, turned into thousands of golden lights, and accompanied by the sound of thunder from the nine heavens, in the blinding wind and snow barrier, it precisely aimed at Huazhaoting and fell straight down!