Taiqing Sword

Chapter 227, serious injury

Regret was a little silent, drank three bowls of tea in a row, and then said leisurely: "The old man can go and have a look with you, but the old man is not sure whether it can be cured well, so you still don't have too much hope. .”

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "Senior, just do your best."

Halfway through the tea, Shangguan Jinghong pulled Hui Xin away, and Hui Xin flicked his sleeves: "What's the hurry, it's not too late to leave after drinking the tea."

"Human life is at stake. If you delay for a moment, you will be in danger for a moment."

It was funny for a moment of regret: "Hehe, I just saw your posture, it seems that you want to wait here for the old man to appear, even if you wait for three to five days, the old man guesses that the person will definitely not appear in the near future." Nothing serious, so drink tea first."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled wryly, but he had no choice but to follow the old Taoist priest, and regret was right, although Lian Chang's injury was serious, but his life would not be affected in a short time, so he followed regret.

After a while, Huixin stood up and said, "Let's go, the old man will go and have a look."

Shangguan Jinghong got up quickly, and went to Yaochi with regret.

"Is this the Yaochi? The scenery is really pleasant. Back then, the holy land of Yaochi killed many disciples of my sect." The old Taoist sighed.

Shangguan Jinghong's expression sank, and he forgot about it. The two families are feuds. He regretted looking at Shangguan Jinghong's appearance and smiled: "But you don't have to worry too much. These things, the old way Just let it go."

Shangguan Jinghong exhaled: "That's good, that's good."

Walking into Lian Shang's room, Lian Chang had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the person guarding Lian Shang was still Feng Huang, Shangguan Jinghong cupped his hands: "Elder Feng Huang, how is she doing, teacher?"

Fenghuang said: "Oh, it's the Holy Master who came. The Immortal Master just fell asleep. During this period of time, the heavy injury has tormented her and she hasn't had a good rest for a long time."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "Well, this is the master I invited, let him show the teacher."

Fenghuang glanced at the old tattered Taoist priest, he really couldn't tell that he was a holy hand, but since Shangguan Jinghong invited him, he must have some skills: "Then, then I will wake up the fairy master."

Shangguan Jinghong waved his hand: "Let the teacher rest for a while, and the Great Elder also go to rest, I will guard the teacher here."

Fenghuang responded: "Well, I live next door to the Immortal Lord recently. If there is anything, the Holy Lord will call me."

Shangguan Jinghong instructed again: "Grand Elder, from now on, no one is allowed to come near this place, remember that it is anyone, until they know that Daoist and I come out."

Looking at Shangguan Jinghong's serious face, Fenghuang said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will guard here personally, even if a strong enemy comes, I will definitely not allow anyone to step into the room of the Immortal Lord."

While Shangguan Jinghong and Fenghuang were talking, Hui Xin kept looking at Lian Shang, and through his breath, Hui Xin knew that Lian Shang's injury was really serious. To be honest, the old Taoist is not sure, not only her five internal organs have been seriously damaged, her meridians have shrunk, but she should have wrongly healed her wounds and hurt her vital energy."

Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help sighing secretly for the good eyesight of the old Taoist priest, and said: "Senior is right, the teacher also said it, so there is no other way for senior?"

Regret took a few steps back and forth: "It's hard to say, just wait and see, when someone wakes up, I will investigate carefully before I can come to a conclusion."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded and walked out of the room, asked Fenghuang for a pot of good tea, asked Fenghuang again, and then returned to the room: "Senior, let's try the tea from Yaochi."

Regret's eyes lit up: "The fairy tea from Yaochi? The old man has been coveting it for a long time. It is said that Yaochi only collects fresh leaves every spring to make tea. It is always brewed with the morning dew. It is extremely delicious. I can't imagine that there is this tea today. Take it orally."

Regret couldn't wait to take a sip of tea, then frowned: "This... is this really Yaochi fairy tea?" He took another sip and said, "This water is not the morning dew, it seems that the rumors are all False."

Shangguan Jinghong explained: "Senior doesn't know something. The teacher is seriously injured now, and the Yaochi is often harassed by young people. How can there be leisure to pick some fresh leaves and dew? I'm afraid this tea was saved last year. Don't be picky, just drink it."

Regret sighed: "It's a pity that this is good tea."

"Senior, don't be upset. After you have cured the teacher, I promise you ten catties of Yaochi fairy tea, the real fresh leaves of early spring."

Only then did Huixin smile: "Don't break your promise, I'll wait."

Hearing Hui Xin say this, Shangguan Jinghong seemed to be determined in his heart, since he said such a thing, he must have certain certainty that Lian Shang can be cured.

The two were chatting, and Lian Chang seemed to sense someone beside her, and opened her eyes to see Shangguan Jinghong and an old Taoist. She guessed that this should be Shangguan Jinghong who invited him to heal her wounds: "This Taoist priest, please Forgive me for being injured, so I can’t salute anymore.”

Shangguan Jinghong strode up: "Teacher, you're awake, you look pretty good these few days."

Lian Shang smiled: "Thanks to your exhaustion, the past few days have been better."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded and looked at Huixin: "Senior, please help the teacher to take a look."

Huixin walked up: "The old man will check the pulse of the fairy master." As he spoke, his withered fingers rested on Lian Chang's wrist, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and it took several times longer than the normal pulse diagnosis before he withdrew his hand.

Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly asked: "Senior, how is it?"

Before Hui Xin could speak, Lian Chang said: "Jing Hong, looking at the Taoist priest's expression, I already know it in my heart, you have a heart, but my own situation may not have much time."

Shangguan Jinghong still looked at Huixin unwillingly: "Master Daoist, is what my teacher said true? You can't help it?"

Regret sighed: "It's not that there is no solution, it's just that it's even more difficult."

Shangguan Jinghong's eyes lit up when he heard the words, as long as there is a way: "Daoist, please speak frankly."

Regretfully said: "The Immortal Lord's injury is too serious. It is no problem to save the Immortal Lord's life with the skill of the old way, but it is not enough to preserve the Immortal Lord's cultivation base."

Lian Shang smiled: "I am a fairy master with my cultivation base, so I can protect Yaochi. If my cultivation base is abolished, there is no point in my life."

Shangguan was startled and said: "Teacher's words are wrong, ants are greedy for life, let alone..."

Lian Chang waved her hand: "Needless to say, I was looking forward to being able to cure myself, but now it seems that the hope is slim. Well, it's time to appoint the next fairy master."

Shangguan Jinghong looked at the firmness in Lian Shang's eyes, and knew that Lian Shang must pass on the true energy of saving her life to the next fairy master, so that she could retire with success.

(End of this chapter)