The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 31 Triggering the mission, the familiar shadow of Youquan

Fengchoubie first looked at the unfamiliar scenes around him with a blank expression, then calmly came to the small noodle shop and ordered a bowl of noodles.

Then his heart hurt, and he coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing this, the noodle shop owner asked with concern: "Young man, are you okay?" Feng Chou raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head gently: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Hearing this, the noodle shop owner sighed and persuaded: "Hey, I've seen you young people a lot. You always feel that you are very powerful. Even if you are injured, you don't know how to deal with it earlier. You just keep putting it off again and again, until you fall behind." If you discover hidden dangers and the enemy finds an opportunity, it will be too late to regret."

"Um……"

Seeing that Fengchou was silent, the noodle shop owner continued: "Young man, I know you must be thinking about why I, a noodle seller, can be so verbose, but I also have good intentions. I got a strange disease the year before last. Doctors in hundreds of miles couldn't find a cure. Later, I heard someone said there was a miracle doctor in the south, so I went to find him."

After talking about it, the boss started to look a little excited: "The miraculous doctor is indeed a miraculous doctor. He prescribed several prescriptions for me and ordered me to take good care of myself for three months. Then my illness was cured. And this miraculous doctor He didn't charge me a penny, and people around him called him 'the real god'. Young man, you can ask this miracle doctor to help you."

Feng Chou, who was waiting for the important point, didn't cheer up and asked doubtfully: "I wonder where this miracle doctor lives?" The noodle shop owner enthusiastically pointed in the direction: "Go straight south from here, if you are fast. It will take two months to arrive, but I see that you are also a martial arts practitioner, so if you are good at Qinggong, you can arrive in a few days."

Feng Chou stood up and put down the money. After thanking him, he walked in the direction pointed by the boss. As he walked, he thought: This NPC is quite dedicated and is still selling noodles in the middle of the night.By the way, it's not appropriate to disturb others at such a late hour. He happens to be sleepy anyway, so why not go back and take a nap before looking for the doctor?

Forget it, after a sleep, nothing will happen to the miracle doctor. He should go to Yun Chenju to treat his injuries first.

Opening the map, Feng Chou used his soul consciousness to locate Yun Chenju. He glanced at his blood volume and found that he only had ten points of blood. No wonder it triggered the opening of Yun Chenju's map.You still have to be more careful in the future, otherwise you will get cold in the middle of the fight. This kind of death is too embarrassing.

Cloud dust.

The first thing Fengchou saw were two apricot trees. The branches were covered with small pink and white flowers. Occasionally, the wind blew through, bringing with them a little pink and a faint sweet fragrance.

Feng Chou looked at the trees full of apricot blossoms and fell into a trance. Suddenly, the words he heard in the Demon Pond rang out in his mind:
[Shang, it’s time to come back...]
"Squeak-"

The sound of the door opening brought Fengchou back from his other thoughts. Looking through the white gauze, the first thing he saw was a blue floor-length robe, with white cloud patterns embroidered on the shoulders, a moon-white belt wrapped around his waist, and a blue robe. The colorful tassels hang naturally to the knees.Her long black hair is tied up by a pearl and jade crown, with a sapphire tassel hairpin fixed across it, and two strands of black hair placed naturally in front of her shoulders.The swirling eyebrows are dotted with cinnabar, the ink pupils are clear and gentle, and there is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, giving people a sense of calmness and comfort.

So... Fengchou don't look at the people not far away and continue to be distracted: Is this the reason why he has not become famous even after staying in a difficult situation for five years?
"This young hero is standing in front of the house in the middle of the night, but how can I help you?" The young doctor saw that Feng Chou's clothes were still stained with dried blood, and asked in a warm voice, "Feng Chou don't come back." After coming to his senses, he clasped his fists and asked politely: "Is this a 'real god'?"

The young man smiled gently, with a bit of shyness: "The words 'true god' are just praise from the surrounding villagers. I don't deserve these three words. Just call me doctor. If you come to seek medical treatment, please call me doctor." Come with me." Fengchou nodded: "Thank you, doctor."

As the young man entered the house, Feng Chou took a look at the simple but neat furnishings, and found that the furnishings were all printed with lotus patterns, and he couldn't help but feel a little smile in his heart.

"Please sit down. I will take your pulse after your breath stabilizes."

"Yes." Feng Chou took advantage of the situation and sat down at the table, adjusting his pulse while the young man made tea and waited.

When Feng Chou handed over his hand, the young man carefully felt his pulse. The final result made the young man couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes looked at Feng Chou with a bit of curiosity.

Feng Chou was puzzled: "Doctor, is there something wrong with my injury?" "Well..." The young man retracted his gaze, shook his head gently, and took out a pill: "The demonic energy in the senior's body has disappeared, and only I have some hidden wounds that haven't healed yet. I have a pill here, senior, dissolve it with water and take it, then do some exercise and adjust your breathing for a while."

Feng Chou was troubled by the changed name of the young man in front of him, and shook his head gently: "I am just an ordinary Jianghu person, and I cannot be worthy of the word 'senior' as the doctor said." The young man smiled slightly, did not say anything, and just drank a cup. He handed over the water and signaled Fengchou not to take the medicine first.

Feng Chou had no choice but to take the water cup, put the elixir inside to dissolve it, drank the medicine according to the young man's instructions, and then started to exercise his energy and regulate his breathing.

After a while, Feng Chou vomited out the congestion, and the pain in his chest disappeared with the mouthful of congestion. Even without looking at his personal information, Feng Chou knew he was full of blood.

"Thank you, doctor." "Senior, you are polite, this is what I should do." The young man smiled slightly, stood up and poured tea for Feng Chou. He looked like he was about to speak, but Feng Chou said helplessly: "Doctor, just tell me what you have to say. "

There was still a bit of shyness on the young man's face, and he said in a sincere tone: "I would like to ask senior for a favor. Senior should know the owner of Liuli Fairyland, right?" Feng Chou couldn't help but be stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then asked with some uncertainty. : "Doctor refers to... Su Xianren?"

The young man smiled and nodded.

Fengchou asked doubtfully, "Why would the doctor think that I know Mr. Su Xian?" The young man smiled and explained, "When I was outside the door before, I smelled a familiar lotus fragrance from the senior's body. Although the smell was very light, I can be sure that it is the lotus fragrance that can only be found in the Liuli Fairyland."

Being forcibly pulled into the Glazed Fairyland but not noticing Lianxiang's Fengchou Farewell:...

The young man who couldn't see Feng Chou's expression continued to explain: "When I checked the senior's pulse just now, in addition to the remaining demonic energy, I also found the familiar Taoist Qi protecting the senior's muscles. If I hadn't If you guess wrong, this true energy should belong to Senior Jianzi. Those who can be helped by Senior Jianzi’s true energy are considered friends, not enemies.”

Feng Chou Farewell: ...No, young man, you have forgotten the traces of the Holy One.

"Furthermore, in addition to the fragrance of lotus, Senior also has a vague fragrance of ten thousand years of fruit. I think Senior has some friendship with Senior Tan Wuyu."

Feng Chou, who had given up retorting, said goodbye: "...I don't have to refuse the doctor's request. After all, the doctor also helped me. I wonder what the doctor is asking for?" "Thank you, senior." The young man who received the consent stood up and thanked him, and then said : "Senior, please wait a moment."

Feng Chou nodded, and the young man turned around and entered the inner room. After a while, he came out with a medicine bag. He respectfully handed the medicine bag to Feng Chou and said goodbye: "Senior, please go to Liuli Fairyland on my behalf and give this medicine to Feng Chou." Leave it in the hands of the Lord of the Glazed Fairyland."

After Feng Chou got up and took it, he added: "Senior, please supervise him to drink it himself and don't waste it." Feng Chou could smell the bitter taste through the medicine packet and looked at the young man with a serious look on his face. After a second of silent sympathy, he thought resolutely: Next time, I must take a shower before coming out!

Then under the young man's grateful gaze, Feng Chou yawned and walked towards the Glazed Wonderland.

The realm of Chunlin, the quiet spring forest.

In order to find the whereabouts of Analudun, Fo Jianfen was accompanied by Yan Qingcheng, known as the witch, to Guiliang Bingfu in the Chunlin realm. Under the guidance of his young son Guiliang Feiyu, he went to Youquan Forest to find a guide named Huang Quan. With the help of Youwei, after the test, he finally saw the Guiding Candle of Huangquan. Youwei also got his help. With the help of Youwei, the Guiding Candle of Huangquan, and the eye of looking at the future and the lamp that shines in the past, Youwei, the Guiding Candle of Huangquan, later After explaining what to pay attention to when entering Mushan, the Buddhist swordsman immediately prepared to enter Mushan to look for the bandit Kui Xi.

Under the guidance of Huangquan Guidingzhu's faint French language and Yan Qingcheng's eyes looking towards the future, the Buddha Sword separated the consciousness from the body and entered the mountain.

It is said that the Buddha's sword followed the light and moved forward. Due to the heavy karma of killing, the heavy pressure made it difficult to move forward. Many evil ghosts who were trapped in Mushan due to the heavy karma of killing during their lifetime discovered his existence and poked their heads out one after another. .

Evil Ghost [-]: "Hehehehaha~ The new one is the monk." Evil Ghost [-]: "Can the monk transcend?" Evil Ghost [-]: "Monk can't transcend himself, how can he transcend us?" Evil Ghost [-]: " Who are you looking for? Hehe hehe~ Who are you?" Evil Ghost [-]: "Monk, help us transcend, help us transcend!"

A ghostly cry and laughter made the already heavy air pressure around him even heavier. The footsteps of Buddha Sword Master gradually slowed down. At this moment, a blue shadow slowly appeared not far away, holding an aqua blue folding fan. It's like taking a leisurely walk.

"Having been confused for half a life, I have been looking at the world of mortals for a long time. I know how far the sky is after a hundred years, and I feel the coolness of autumn with just one pillow."

The Wen Ya Shi call came. The visitor was wearing a blue cloud-patterned Confucian robe, with a blue crystal jade pendant around his waist. His long blue hair, like the sea, was tied up with a crown inlaid with expensive crystal stones. His face was as handsome and elegant as a lake. The soft blue eyes look at each other kindly, and the friendly smile on the corner of the mouth makes people feel good about him.

The evil ghosts around them seemed to have seen something terrifying. They stopped crying and laughing in fear, and ran around. If they were not unable to leave, they would have escaped long ago.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Buddha Jianfen said, clasping his hands together and saluting: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The visitor closed the folding fan, performed the Confucian etiquette, and spoke gently: "It's been a while, Master Buddhist Sword Master."

　I just want to practice describing my appearance, and I’m definitely not trying to count the words!ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ

　　
　
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