The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 225 The Battle of Heavenly Sword ([-])

Beside the competition stage, Feng Chou was waiting for Liu Baht to arrive. The breeze passed by in front of him, and a handsome young man wearing soft blue and white cloth, decorated with brilliant floral flowers, with his hair slightly tied up and wearing beautiful hair accessories, turned into the wind. Come on, you looked very elegant and handsome, but then you were ruined by his question the next second.

"Little friend, is this the place where the Heavenly Sword Competition is held?" Then, without waiting for Fengchou to answer, he glanced at the competition stage where there were not many people, and asked with confusion on his face: "Why are there so few people?"

Feng Chou kindly reminded: "This young master, in fact, the battle between heavenly swords..."

"I know, I must have arrived early, and the battle for the Heavenly Sword has not started yet!"

"Uh, actually..."

"Actually, it's still early, so there are so few talents here. I came on time as expected." The person in front of him picked up his bangs, automatically ignored Feng Chou's hesitant look, and said to himself: "Look It seems that there is still some time before the competition of the Heavenly Sword. Why not go find a hot spring and soak in it while it is still early? I don’t know if the hot spring in the misery is good or not..."

Then he looked at Feng Chou and said, "Thank you so much, little friend. False fame is an external thing, and it can be romantic even if you don't have a square inch. False fame, everything is just false fame, just a floating cloud."

Then Hua Feng left, and Feng Chou who stayed there was speechless. He struggled to say three words: "...You're welcome." So, you just want to change to a hot spring bath (￢д￢.)
Shortly after the person left, Fengchou Farewell waited for Liu Bah Yi, stepped forward and saluted with his hands raised: "Senior Liu Bah Yi."

"Farewell little friend Fengchou." Liu Zhuyi returned the greeting and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

"Senior also has something important to do, and this junior has not been waiting for a long time. Senior does not need to apologize." Feng Chou waved his hands in a hurry, looking a little at a loss.

However, Liu Bah Yi continued to apologize: "I originally agreed to take my friend to see my friend, but my friend is busy and cannot help in a short period of time, so..." After a pause, he said: " However, there are other Taoist masters with profound Taoist teachings here. If you are willing, little friend, I can recommend them to you."

Yu Qinghuan can't help if something happens?He remembered that this was not the case in the game. Was there something wrong?
Feng Chou's eyes darkened slightly, and he was about to decline politely, but the system panel suddenly popped up, asking him to complete the life line tasks as usual and not to distract from the plot.The point is, it’s already out of touch now!

He took a deep breath secretly and showed a very natural smile: "Then, thank you, senior."

"As long as you don't mind, little friend." Liu Bah Yi also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly: "Then, little friend, come with me."

Feng Chou's smile didn't change: "Trouble." Anyway, Liu Bah Yi's temperament shouldn't harm him, so he can just complete the plot as before.

Feng Chou followed Liu Bah Yi to a pavilion on the mountainside. The bitter fragrance of tea passed through his nose with the occasional mountain breeze, and finally escaped under the warm sun.

The first thing I saw was the Taoist Priest facing this direction, wearing a white background with blue rimmed moire robes and warm eyebrows, which made people unconsciously feel a sense of dependence.

On his right side sat two other Taoist priests. One was wearing a black and purple Taoist robe, with a trace of scarlet between his eyebrows, his eyes half-closed, raising his hand to make tea, with a calm temperament; the other was pure white and simple, with silver black hair. Guan, with clear and clean eyebrows, should be considered a junior; the Taoist priest sitting on the left is wearing red clothes and white-edged Taoist robes, with sword energy faintly floating on his body, and his face is very serious... baby face.

Although he knew that most of the innate misfortunes were old and young again, and some even looked younger than his own children, the moment he saw the red Taoist Priest's face, Feng Chou almost broke his skills. Fortunately, he reacted well enough. Hurry up so that you won't be rude in front of Liu Bah Yi.

The wandering moment has almost come, and I can't help but think about how to tell the plot that I originally wanted to tell Yu Yu Qinghuan, but since I have already arrived in the future, I don't think I need to go back to the plot to find memories or something.

Just as he was lost in thought, an invisible but very strong repulsive force suddenly fell on him. Feng Chou quickly recovered his energy and dissipated it. Although he was not ejected, his body and soul were still affected, and he felt pain in his muscles and veins. It spread everywhere, and my waist was burning.

"Little friend?" Liu Zhuyi looked at the young man who suddenly stopped and his face was as pale as paper. A flash of light appeared on his fingertips and disappeared into the center of Yin Ren's slightly frowning brows, calming the restless dragon's energy.

"Senior, I...I'm fine."

Fengchou swallowed the sweetness in his throat, and put on an apologetic smile on his pale face: "Junior may need to go to elder brother to solve the problem. I also ask senior to apologize to the Taoist priests for me. Junior may let the Taoist priests Our trip was in vain."

"It doesn't matter, those Taoist priests won't care. It's just you, little friend..." Finding that his spiritual power had no effect, Liu Zhuyi also faintly felt something strange about the young man in front of him. If he was left alone in this state, If you go down the mountain to find someone, you really can’t rest assured.

Feng Chou shook his head and managed to maintain a smile on his face: "Junior, you can contact the elder brother to come. Thank you, senior Liu Bah Yi, for your concern. Those Taoist priests will trouble the seniors."

Liu Zhuyi looked at the pavilion that could be reached by walking around a bush, nodded slightly, and waited for Feng Chou to bow and leave. Except for a slight sway in his body, there was no problem with the light, and then he turned around and walked into the pavilion.

He quickly turned into light and moved away from the pavilion, and the strong feeling of rejection subsided a little. Feng Chou silently meditated on the mental method to stabilize the dragon's energy that almost went berserk just now. After making sure that it would not affect the soul, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then Raise your hand to your forehead.

Sure enough, there can only be one Shaobai in this world. If it were any later, Liu Zhuyi would probably have to show off and disappear on the spot.

He reached out to touch the dragon-shaped jade pendant that had cooled down on his waist, and then looked at the tasks still hanging on the system interface. Then he got a headache again: Xuanzong's side must not be able to pass, not to mention the rule that there can only be one Shaobai. Whether or not his true identity has been exposed after completing the mission is also a question. If he has been exposed... But this should be impossible. No matter how much Xuanzong people trust and accept him, it is still based on his identity as "Shao Bai"... In short, you can't meet Xuanzong's people including the original one.

Thinking that all the Xuanzong people he had just seen were fine, he guessed that the main mission must have been successfully completed. This kind of side mission would naturally not be stuck here, and the system did not stipulate that the other party must be the person introduced by Liu Biaoyi. Find it yourself. It should also be possible, such as...

He casually pulled off a leaf next to him and placed it in front of his right eye. From a distance, he saw a silver shadow running alone down the mountain. His eyes were slightly narrowed: It seems that he has to go and have a porcelain encounter.

After completing the Battle of the Heavenly Sword, Yuan Wuxiang planned to leave to find his young apprentice Mo Xunxun who was still waiting for him at the bottom of the mountain. When he was halfway there, he accidentally bumped into a white shadow that was also moving at a fast speed.

"Hug, sorry..."

As soon as he stabilized his body, a young man's unique green voice came from in front of him. Looking around, he saw a face that had turned pale due to pain. He was dripping with cold sweat and seemed to be about to faint at any time, but he still persisted. Apologize for bumping into someone.

Yuan Wuxiang didn't care about this in the first place, and he wouldn't hold on to this situation. However, his identity as a Taoist made him immediately aware of something wrong with the young man's body in front of him, as well as the shaky spiritual consciousness. It seems that you are rushing to the fairyland by accident.

"Do you need help?" Seeing the young man staggering about to leave, Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help but ask. Seeing that the young man was a little stunned, he explained humorously and with a bit of seriousness: "Although they say he is a young man A hero is born, and the young hero also proved that this statement is true with his strength in the Battle of Heavenly Sword. However, according to the current state of the young hero, if he wants to suppress the restless power, he is afraid that he will be powerless. It’s an added pity.”

The young man's pupils shrank slightly when he heard the word "power", and then he felt the dragon energy faintly overflowing from his body. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Help is also a dangerous thing. Taoist Priest and I are not even close friends." Come on, aren't you afraid that this is a cruel trick specifically targeting Taoist priests?"

"Is this an indirect compliment to my noble temperament?" Yuan Wuxiang saw that the young man had a youthful face that had not yet bloomed, but looked old-fashioned. He couldn't help but tease him: "Hey~ I don't want to either Risking unknown dangers to help, but who made you and I bump into each other? There is a saying in Taoism: everything meets by fate. So, if we don't form a fate immediately, it will be very troublesome later."

"Then, what should we do?" The young man felt at a loss when he heard that he would cause trouble to the other party because of himself.

"Simple~ I've solved the trouble for you, young hero, and I won't be in trouble anymore. Just let me go for now." Yuan Wuxiang raised his hand and set up a Taoist method for the young man to hide his aura, although there would be no evil spirits on Jiuding Mountain. Travel, but the fewer people who know about dragon energy, the better.

"Then, I'll trouble you, senior." The young man obeyed and followed. When Yuan Wuxiang saw this, he knew that he was right to be cautious. With his almost unguarded look, he could probably be abducted by someone with a little kindness.

A little behind, looking at the young man who seemed to be enduring the pain, the corners of his mouth twitched quietly, and he was speechless: These Taoist children are really easy to deceive, aren't they afraid that they will suddenly come from behind?
At the foot of the mountain, in an inn.

Qiu Yu was asking the store if there was any place where he could stay temporarily, but he was told that there were no vacant rooms, and the only place that could accommodate him was a messy woodshed.

Qiu Yu would not let Feng Chou make do in the woodshed. Seeing that there was really no vacancy, he could only thank the shopkeeper and leave, and find another way.

In front of a pavilion surrounded by water, Qiu Yu took the house deed and key from the person opposite. After confirming that the time written on it was correct, he thanked the purple-clothed scholar standing beside him, waving a fan and saying, "Long Su, I'm sorry to trouble you. "

Long Su slightly curled his lips and said with an indifferent expression: "It's rare that Zi Hao has something to ask of you, so naturally I won't turn down this opportunity."

The person responsible for giving the keys to the house noticed something was wrong and left with a wink. Only Qiu Yu and Long Su were left.

"Let's go in first and talk later." Qiu Yu's expression also faded a little. He turned around, opened the door, and walked in first. Long Su watched the blue shadow disappear behind the door, narrowed his eyes, and swung his fan to follow.

The pavilion recommended by Longsu is naturally not too bad. When you enter, you will find a place full of colorful flowers, butterflies and bees flying around, and your nose is filled with a rich but not cloying fragrance of flowers, as if the spring has not yet receded, and they are placed thoughtfully. The tables and chairs where you can enjoy the scenery leisurely are made of fine jade.

Qiu Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. Then he realized something and sighed: "You really bothered."

"Your return date is uncertain. If you encounter today's situation, I'm afraid you will have to sleep in the wilderness." Long Su joked, his expression remained calm and calm, as if this was just a matter of course.

Qiu Yu didn't answer, but just changed the topic: "Since I called you that name, let's get straight to the point. Long Su, what do you want to ask?"

However, Long Su was not in a hurry to ask, and sighed slightly: "Zi Hao, your straightforward temperament has really not changed at all. I really can't resist it."

The tone was slightly raised, but there was no hint of joking.

"I'll try my best to correct it." Qiu Yu looked at a budding gardenia in front of him and replied seriously, silently making a mental note: Humans don't like too direct questions.

"It's okay." Looking at the scholar in blue who didn't seem to understand what he was saying, Long Su stopped talking and shook his fan closer: "You only stayed for two days and then left. It shows that your matter has been resolved."

"Ah."

"There are many beautiful places in Misery, why don't you stay and enjoy them?"

"Thank you, but you don't have to."

"If that's the case, then those friends of yours..."

"Long Su." Qiu Yu turned around, his eyes indifferent: "I am not the person you want to parade with."

"You're not." He raised his fan, but his voice was smiling: "Then, who is?"

But Qiu Yu didn't want to wait any longer to test him, and completely forgot what he just remembered: "Long Su, you know very well that 'I' have already left."

"You really left in a hurry." The amethyst palace fan in his hand was gently swaying. Long Su seemed to not understand the meaning of the words and joked with a smile: "At the beginning, I happened to have nothing to do, so I was planning to leave with you Zihao. It’s a pity that things went counterproductive.”

"If you want to leave, of course you can leave." If the plot character is willing to give up everything he has accumulated in the original world, and the mission leader also wants to take that plot character with him, as long as it does not destroy the operation of the world, the way of heaven will not Will be investigated.

"Ha, really?" Long Su approached slightly, moved his folding fan down, revealing his golden eyes with a rare sharp color: "Then why I didn't leave, do you really not know?"

Qiu Yu was silent for a moment, his eyes slightly lowered, and there was only coldness and indifference in his water-blue eyes: "I don't want to know."

It's not that I don't know, but that I don't want to.

"Ha, don't you want to?" After looking at each other for a long time, Long Su suddenly let out a chuckle, leaned forward and looked into those emotionless water-blue eyes, his breathing gradually intertwined: "It doesn't matter, I can take your time with you. explain."

Although he smiled lightly, his eyes were cold and silent. Qiu Yu's heart skipped a beat inexplicably and he couldn't help but sigh: "Long Su, why is it like this? According to your character, you shouldn't be entangled in this matter."

"Oh? From what you said, it seems that you understand my character very well." He approached again, a warm and cool touch came from his wrist, and his breathing gradually came closer: "I also thought that I could understand your character after understanding it. , do what you like, watching the different colors appear little by little in your eyes, the colors painted by my own hands. But when I could appreciate my finished product, you ran away without hesitation. From my sight, it disappeared without a trace, leaving me no chance to confirm. Zi Hao, since you know me, you know why I am obsessed with this matter."

"I know, but it's meaningless." Qiu Yu allowed the warmth and coolness on his wrist to invade his skin, with an indifferent expression: "Long Su, you can find someone who can arouse your interest and exploration, or can talk and laugh. Since the person you are tempting, "I", has chosen to leave, it means that your interest has ended. "Long Su smiled coldly when he heard this and tightened his fingers: "When you left, you said I was just out of interest, but do you really understand me?You have never had the same feelings for me. "

"I..." No?

Qiu Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. In his opinion, this question was unquestionable. Although he had no feelings, as long as the other party was sincere, he could respond accordingly on a certain basis, just like that time when he accompanied others. It's like meeting Kuanghua and going out to play on the street.But why would Longsu say he didn't? It was...

"It's because from Zi Hao's point of view, everything I do is out of interest." As if he knew what the other party was thinking, Long Su glanced coldly and asked: "But you, it's not because of yourself." Why did you agree to my original request?"

【Your identity, you should not have any feelings. 】

……

[You have no idea how to be a qualified older brother!Continue to be your ruthless ceremonial officer! 】

……

[You need to learn what human emotions are, Aze...]

[Yes, my lord. 】

【……Ugh. 】

One voice after another echoed chaotically in his mind, and bursts of unbearable dull pain came from the beating position of his chest. Qiu Yu staggered, and his mind was in a trance: "Emotions..."

"Don't worry, you can learn slowly."

"I don't understand..."

"I can teach you."

The soft Confucian voice faded away the noise in his mind, and the strength on his wrist was slightly loosened. Long Su spoke word by word, comforting him extremely patiently, his eyes fell on the empty aqua blue eyes, and a trace of light flashed under his eyes. The color of madness.

This person still has to leave.

"Do not."

Qiu Yu stabilized his mind, suppressed the strangeness in his body, and looked back calmly: "Long Su, I am not the one who inherited your feelings, nor am I the one you are looking for. The 'me' you are looking for has already left."

Long Su's expression remained unchanged, he just smiled lightly and asked, "But you are all the same person, right?"

That's true. Even if the time is different, he and his future self are one.

Seeing that the blue-clothed Confucian scholar was honest, Long Su leaned closer, and the unique light fragrance of ink, infected by the rich fragrance of flowers around him, took on the breath of the world, and he couldn't help but curled his lips and murmured: "That's enough. "

As long as they are the same person, as long as it is the person who escapes his own vision, no matter in the past or present, it can make him want to exaggerate it bit by bit.and……

Raising his eyes slightly, he looked into those aqua blue eyes that were indifferent and without any emotion, with crazy paranoia lingering around them as the scent of ink lingered around them, and a little smile oozed from the golden eyes. , that was the most genuine smile that Qiu Yu rarely saw from Long Su's eyes.

"Zi Hao." The deep and melodious Confucian voice calmly called out this title that only he knew, as if it was just a very ordinary inquiry: "Do you want to know how far your trust in me goes?" You think, look. See how it looks in your own eyes, painted with those magnificent colors?
Of course I wanted to.

Long Su raised his hand and stroked the azure hair hanging down from his ears little by little to the aqua blue eyes. He remembered that he loved to see the ripples in the plain and watery expression inside, as well as the pictures drawn by himself. Color, it's a pity that after waiting for a long time, I couldn't see with my own eyes the final appearance of these eyes.But the person in front of him is different. There is no different color in his eyes, they are still blank and clean. If this person can be kept, maybe he can take a good look at the scene that he could not see at the beginning; as long as this person If you stay, you don’t have to wait any longer...

The fingertips holding the fan were slightly contracted, and a trace of ink passed across the palm.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

Three polite knocks on the door broke the increasingly oppressive atmosphere. Long Su put down his hand, raised the fan and waved it gently: "It looks like I'm here to find you."

"...Hmm." Qiu Yu looked at the purple-clothed scholar in front of him with a leisurely expression as usual. He didn't see anything strange in those golden eyes, and the evil aura that was about to arise in his body returned to silence: "I treat you Longsu from the beginning to the end. trust.”

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and opened the closed door. A young man wearing a pure white Taoist robe with moon patterns appeared outside. Seeing what Qiu Yu subconsciously wanted to call, he immediately noticed Long Su standing next to him and immediately changed his words: " Mr. Qiu Yu, Dragon Head."

"Shaobai, are you okay?" Qiu Yu recognized the other person as Shaobai, the protagonist of this world, the moment he appeared. He subconsciously glanced at the place next to him, but did not notice the scent of others.

"That..." Shaobai hesitated and did not continue.

"Friend, I'll leave for a while."

Long Su nodded slightly, and after the two went out to talk, his golden eyes darkened: I almost forgot that there was Feng Chou Farewell with Zi Hao... That's all, that Shao Bai Daozi appeared here, and other people from Xuanzong probably also coming.

He raised his eyes and quietly stared at the carefully arranged spring scenery. A flower leaf fell on the palace fan with the wind, and he sighed: Judging from Zi Hao's appearance, he should be satisfied with this place, so that's good.

Outside the house, Shaobai relayed what Liu Zhuyi said, and couldn't help but feel worried after saying: "Senior Liu Zhuyi came to see you, Mr. Qiu Yu, after he said that his soul and body were damaged. I don't know how the situation is. ?”

"You need to complete your task. You will not come back to me before it is completed. You must have gone to find another Taoist master." Qiu Yu explained. Shaobai was a little worried when he heard that before, but he relaxed later. He took a breath and said: "If you go to find the Taoist seniors, there will be no danger. The Taoist seniors are all very good people. But why don't you come to the master for help?"

Qiu Yu looked at him without saying anything, and Shaobai immediately reacted: "Is it restricted by rules?"

Qiu Yu nodded: "There can only be one Shaobai in this world."

Shaobai was a little surprised, and then sighed with understanding: "So that's what happened. I'm going to suffer again...Mr. Qiuyu, do you have any way to weaken this restriction?"

"Yes, but you will be the one who suffers when the time comes."

"It's okay. It's a rare time for me to say goodbye. I'm not going to be in a business with such worries, and I won't stay too long. I won't suffer much." Shaobai smiled unconcernedly. Qiu Yu hesitated for a moment and spoke again: "You know how to say goodbye to him..."

"Yes, I know." Shaobai nodded and added, "Master, Senior Brother Cang and Senior Brother Zhe also know."

"..." Qiu Yu was silent for a moment, and the ink mist appeared out of thin air, surrounding the two of them, turning into a barrier: "Control yourself, I can't be distracted."

Shaobai nodded: "I will."

……

After it was over, Qiu Yu sealed the power of rules that he extracted from his spiritual consciousness into the dragon-shaped jade pendant. He looked at the young man's pale face without a trace of blood, and couldn't help but soften his tone: "When Chou Bue leaves, Yu Pei's The power will return to your spiritual consciousness. During this period, try not to stay too far away from your masters and brothers, as you may be easily injured."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu Yu, for the reminder." Shaobai saluted and smiled, and then left to find Feng Chou. With the dragon-shaped jade pendant, it was not difficult to find Feng Chou.

Qiu Yu stood there silently watching the back of Daozi in white who couldn't hide his excitement when he left. There was some confusion in his eyes. After he was completely out of sight, he turned around and entered the pavilion. The familiar aroma of golden Yunnan black tea mixed with the elegant incense lingered in his nose. Suddenly, when I looked around, I saw that gorgeous purple figure sitting on a jade table surrounded by flowers, lighting incense and making tea.

"Long Su?" Qiu Yu didn't understand the purpose of this move. Long Su looked over, raised his fan and knocked on the opposite position, explaining: "The dragon energy in your body may be affected by the spiritual energy here. It just so happens that I I brought some gold silk Dianhong with me, just in case."

"Um……"

Qiu Yu did not refuse. He sat down and took the poured tea. Wisps of warmth spread from his Dantian. He couldn't help but glance at the purple-clothed scholar opposite him who was fanning his fan and watching him drink tea. He sighed in his heart: Human emotions... …

On the other side, in a guest room.

Opening his eyes and looking at the blue tent roof above, Feng Chou was a little confused for a moment. He remembered that he successfully touched Yuan Wuxiang, and then followed him to a remote place, set up a barrier, and secretly restrained his vaginal bones. The spiritual power asked the other party to search for the memory seal belonging to Shaobai in his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't know what went wrong. The dragon energy and yin bone spiritual power in the body suddenly rioted together, and then he fainted from the pain.

After combing through it, Feng Chou raised his hand to rest on his forehead. He felt his temples were swollen and painful. He called the system in his heart to ask, but there was no response. However, Xia Meng also knew that it was a problem with his soul. It seemed that he had been injured by the Dao Seal, which was why the dragon energy and yin bone spiritual power had such a big reaction.

But where did the Dao Seal that hurt him come from?
The blank memory failed to give him the answer he wanted. Feng Chou could only complain about his unlucky mission career. Then he planned to thank Yuan Wuxiang and then go to find Qiu Yu, but he found Qiu Yu at the head of the bed. A letter.

After opening it, it turned out that it was left by Yuan Wuxiang. It expressed his apology for not being able to stay aside because he had important matters to attend to. He also explained that the method of sealing Fengchou's memory was superior to his and could not be sealed. To solve it, if Feng Chou has other needs, he can help find Taoist innates who are good at magic, or he can ask other Taoist priests who take good care of Feng Chou to help, which may be able to solve the problem.

The Taoist priest who takes care of himself...can't be Jushou Tian, ​​right?This was the first thing that Feng Chou thought of. Although the two Taoist sects were at odds with each other, they would not refuse to help take care of a junior Taoist sect in private.

But then the purple-robed Taoist who walked in with a bowl of medicinal porridge broke this guess. Seeing that Feng Chou had already woken up, he put the medicinal porridge on the table, took a soft pillow and put it behind his back to lean on, and then put it again. After the porridge was served, I sat aside and picked up a spoonful and was about to feed it.

"I'll do it myself, thank you."

Feng Chou was not frightened by this gesture. He quickly took the bowl and made sure that the porridge was okay, then he put the spoonful of cooled porridge into his mouth, tasted it carefully for a few times, and felt the taste... how should I say, medicine? The porridge is a bit bitter to begin with. I don’t know if it’s because of too many medicinal ingredients. It tastes similar to Coptis chinensis, with a vague mushy taste...

"But what's wrong?" Perhaps the silence was a little long, so the Taoist in purple couldn't help but ask.

Feng Chou shook his head immediately, put the porridge in his mouth and said thanks: "It tastes pretty good, thank you for your trouble." It's just a little bitter and mushy, and I can barely eat it, but my tongue may suffer.

So no one spoke for a while, and there was only the sound of drinking porridge in the room. Fengchou, who finally finished the porridge, breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time felt a rich spiritual power wandering around his limbs. In the body, the Dantian area is also warm, and the discomfort just now has disappeared a lot. It can be seen that the medicinal materials used are all good, but the heat... cough, not good.

"Give me the bowl."

"Oh."

Feng Chou handed it over obediently. When he saw the purple-robed Taoist taking the bowl and about to get up and leave, he couldn't help but ask: "Um, please..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open again, and Taozi in white poked his head in to take a look. Then he walked to Fengchou's bed and saluted the Taoist in purple: "Senior Brother Cang." Then he asked Fengchou indifferently: "Farewell, are you feeling better?"

"……Um."

Okay, no need to ask, there is still no way to escape from going around in circles.

(End of this chapter)