She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

"Not only is his death related to you, your death will also be related to him."

Fu Jiao said calmly.

He Wuyang obviously didn't understand this aspect, "What do you mean?"

Fu Jiao replied: "The art of passing down the body from generation to generation is an evil method. Your master taught you his lifelong skills. He died when his oil was exhausted, but you were the biggest beneficiary. But have you heard that, There are gains and losses, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other? You benefit from it, but in the end you will definitely be counterattacked by evil magic."

"Backlash?"

He Wuyao's heart skipped a beat.

Fu Jiao asked him, "When your master gave you the blood talisman water, did you always lose your hair?"

"……Yes."

He Wuyang recalled the scene that year and found that he had indeed lost a lot of hair. Even if Polygonum multiflorum was later eaten as food, it was not properly prepared.

At that time, I thought it was because learning the exercises was too tiring and laborious, but now, according to Fu Jiao, they were all side effects caused by evil magic.

"It's not a big deal to lose your hair. When you reach thirty, your hair will slowly turn gray and you will age rapidly. For example, ordinary people can live to be eighty years old, but you can only live to forty." Fu Jiao grows long. He sighed and said, "You are half-footed in Xuanmen. You should know that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. What's more, with such a heaven-defying evil technique, you will definitely suffer at the same time as you benefit."

He Wuyan's expression was uncertain.

Fu Jiao then said: "Fortunately, there is a way to resolve it."

He Wuyan's eyes fell on her delicate and lovely face, and he hesitated and said: "You know?"

"Of course I know." Fu Jiao was full of confidence, "There is no Taoism in this world that I don't know."

He Wuyang thought about it carefully and felt the same.

Fu Jiao is the smartest and most powerful person he has ever seen. If his master were still alive in the world, he would definitely be amazed by Fu Jiao's knowledge.

Fu Jiao said: "Hey, I can tell you how to resolve it."

"You make the conditions."

He Wuyang was mentally prepared.

There is no such thing as a free pie, and there is no such thing as a free lunch. What's more, the girl in front of him hated him so much that she would never easily tell him how to resolve it.

Fu Jiao pursed her lips and thought for a long time, then shook her head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"When will you figure it out?"

"Just these few days."

Fu Jiao is trying to be mysterious.

She looked out the window and showed no intention of letting go of the bamboo piece in her hand. Then he asked: "Why did you do so many bad things under the guise of Danyang Taoist? At first, you helped Zhao Hui and helped Zhou commit evil; now you help Concubine Jing and collude with the five ghosts... He Wuyan, I guess what you did well."

After all, he is just a doctor.

A doctor should hang a pot to help the world, instead of deceiving the public with monstrous words in the court and temple.

He Wuyang's expression was extremely complicated.

He pursed his lips twice, as if he wanted to analyze his inner feelings with Fu Jiao, but in the end he had some scruples and turned into a bitter smile: "You don't understand."

I originally thought that his and Fu Jiao's life experiences were very similar, but now it seems that they will not understand each other after all, and they will not have any tacit understanding.

"Then I want to get to the bottom of it?"

"... Fu Jiao, I can only tell you that it was Princess Jianing who came to me and asked me for help."

Fu Jiao was stunned when she heard this.

Why is Princess Jianing involved again?
"What does it have to do with the eldest princess?"

He Wuyang said in a deep voice: "This fight is the intention of Princess Jianing. She hopes to use this method to make you fall into submission and leave the capital." At this point, his tone paused again, " Including the Xie family in prison, although Concubine Jing is the initiator, Princess Jianing is also indispensable for adding fuel to the flames."

Fu Jiao was confused. Could it be that Fu Zhenqing provoked them? Or maybe she accidentally offended someone when she went in and out of the palace?

"What is their purpose?"

It is said that only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one be victorious in every battle, Fu Jiao is completely confused now.

He Wuyang shook his head, "I don't know either."

He was just following orders.

I have to say that Princess Jianing is quite capable. He had already faked his death and escaped when Chengnan King Zhao Hui committed a crime, but the eldest princess was convinced that he was not dead and could accurately find him in the huge crowd and ask him to do something.

Fu Jiao was a little angry. She narrowed her eyes and scratched He Wuyan's neck with the sharp bamboo blades, "Then what do you know? If you ask three questions and you don't know, what's the use of my keeping your life?!"

Her tone was cold, and He Wuyao felt very sad.

No one wants to die.

After hesitating for a moment, He Wuyang raised his head and said to her: "I know more than these royal secrets. There are many other secrets that I can tell you."

"What other secrets do you know?"

He Wuyang thought for a while, "It's a big secret. My master told me before he died."

"speak."

Fu Jiao's words are concise and to the point.

He Wuyan frowned and even used this matter to negotiate conditions, "Fu Jiao, I will tell you this big secret. Can you tell me how to resolve the evil spell that halves the life span?"

Fu Jiaopi smiled and said, "Yes. As long as the secret you tell is big enough."

He Wuhao is noncommittal.

He lowered his head and spent a long time mentally building up before slowly speaking: "Master warned me not to tell anyone this secret before he died. Now, in order to save my life and eliminate the evil spell, I can only tell you..."

Fu Jiao's patience was gradually losing, "Speak quickly, don't wait any longer."

He Wuyang organized his speech and told Fu Jiao in an unhurried manner: "Master told me that he has been looking for a place all his life, and that place is called 'Yingzhou'."

Yingzhou is said to be a fairy mountain on the sea in the Middle East, which is covered with magic mushrooms and fairy grass. Among them, there is a green jade paste mountain thousands of feet high. There is a spring in the mountain called "Jade Li Spring". The spring water tastes sweet. One sip can make people immortal.

"...Therefore, Yulin Spring is also known as the Fountain of Youth."

When He Wuyang said this, he glanced at Fu Jiao.

Fu Jiao said calmly: "Well, I also know this legend."

Almost all people in Xuanmen have heard some mysterious and mysterious rumors. Penglai, Yingzhou, Buzhou Mountain, Five Colorful Stones, 114 immortals on earth, and 28 underworld gods, but how many of them have you really seen?

Legends are legends and cannot be taken seriously.

However, He Wuyang directly overturned her assumption the next moment, "This is not a legend. My master had already found Yingzhou before he died."

"……Where?"

"A place seven hundred thousand miles east of Kuaiji."

Fu Jiao was curious, "Have you been there?"

"Been there. Yingzhou is suspended above the East China Sea and cannot be seen by ordinary people. If you want to go to Yingzhou, you need to burn incense and bathe, then use talisman paper to make flying birds, and arrive at noon when the sun is the brightest."

He Wuyang looked sincere. It doesn't look like he's faking it. If he's pretending, it's too much of a pretense.

Fu Jiao raised her eyebrows and asked, "What then?"

"Then I dug up a lot of fairy grass in Yingzhou." He Wuyang paused, "Those fairy grasses can cure stubborn diseases and serious illnesses, so my medical skills became more and more sophisticated and became famous far and wide."