Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 96 - 83 84. Winter Courtyard Snow Little Taoist Temp

Chapter 96: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 96: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_2

The barbarian soldiers surrounded the city, small groups of cavalry, accompanied by flying demon beasts, cut through in all directions, making the cities completely isolated as lonely cities.

And the ghost servants created mischief among them, deepening the hatred between both sides.

Unless soone could walk out alone with a knife, invincible, killing gods if gods blocked the way and slaying Buddhas if Buddhas obstructed the path, exterminating every ghost servant they saw, and forcing everyone to sit down and talk with overwhelming force.

Otherwise, there was no discussion.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Song Cheng grew more and more respectful toward Lady Zhushan in his heart.

This woman had ntal issues, but what she did… was not wrong.

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At the end of sumr, the forces of each residence in the state city finally mobilized from all directions, collaborating with Hanping Prefecture, Six Towns, and the Northern Barbarians in rampant slaughter.

The battlefield also expanded from the original Hanping Prefecture to more areas.

Battle after battle of bloody fights left behind corpse after corpse, and also left behind heroic and praiseworthy deeds ti and again.

However, the heroic souls never returned to their holand.

The cold soil devoured them.

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Song Cheng couldn’t concern himself with matters on the battlefield, nor could he care. What he could think of to advise, Lady Zhushan had already been doing.

While cultivating, Song Cheng also took on his responsibilities.

He helped General Yuan at the east city’s pass to defeat the small groups of barbarian soldiers, and General Yuan, through each successive battle, gained more experience, confidence, and growth;

He assisted Lady Zhushan in slaying ghost servants, no matter the ti, as long as Lady Zhushan summoned him, he’d follow with his knife without a word;

And when the barbarian soldiers launched surprise attacks on other city gates, he would often be pulled up at midnight to go support them, then eat a stead bun on the battlefield wall afterward, bragging with the soldiers on the wall.

He had the marks of so wind and frost on him.

And the people of Hanping Prefecture also got used to and accepted his role as the “Son-in-law of the An Family,” “Lady Zhushan’s partner,” “Mr. Song from Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.”

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Perhaps compared to him, the one who truly stood out was his wife—Tong Jia.

Madam Tong successfully crafted a pill to treat festering poison, saving Internal Affairs Envoy Shi’s son, who revered her as a benefactor.

And, the na “Little Taoist Temple Master” suddenly spread far and wide.

Everyone knew that Tong Jia was Lady Zhushan’s only disciple, and the power of the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple was actually passed down in a single line, with Tong Jia, this “sole seedling,” mistakenly acquiring this title.

Lady Zhushan loathed n and refused to treat them, but… she didn’t make such demands of Madam Tong.

For a ti, the An Residence was bustling with people.

However, because Madam Tong had to study dical skills and practice swordsmanship, she only spent one or two hours each day seeing patients.

But even so…

In the martial arts world, she was already known as the Little Taoist Temple Master.

In the prefectural city, she was the Divine Doctor Tong.

Due to her healing abilities, Tong Jia gradually discerned so ailnts in Miss An.

Tong Jia found an opportunity and suggested that they sleep together.

Initially, the three might have hesitated.

But this ti, even Miss An did not refuse.

Why?

Because they had been apart for so long.

Tong Jia might have to stay up late making pills, as the crafting ti for so pills was extrely long;

Song Cheng might have to guard the city wall overnight or accompany Lady Zhushan in slaying attacking ghost servants;

An Chenyu was even busier; she was a businesswoman. When she saw the An Family’s rise in the prefectural city and detected the changing ideas in her man, she temporarily filed her “southward migration” plan. With the added strength of the “Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple channel,” she seized the opportunity to expand, annexing many forces in comrce, restaurants, and breweries.

Anything related to the upstream and downstream of grain, she did not miss.

Under such circumstances, it wasn’t unusual for her to not return after a night’s work, falling asleep exhausted directly on the case table.

Thus, if not by chance, the three would often not see each other for several days.

Therefore, the matter of “three sleeping together” was welcod.

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On this night, autumn had already set in, and the three of them lay on the sa bed for the first ti.

A novel attempt brought new interest to the old couple.

Originally, there were no shy feelings, but because it was the three of them, there were.

After a brief reserve, the atmosphere started to “twist”…

“Sister An, your legs are so tender.”

It was hard to believe that this was said by Madam Tong.

“How do you compare to your light little enchantress body?”

Miss An would not be outdone, although Madam Tong’s legs were indeed not as fair as hers, she still found a tricky angle to remark, “Song only likes you on top, but for , he despises it.”

The two won were separated by Song Cheng.

Seeing the two won talking, Song Cheng turned over and embraced one…

Amidst the string of laughs and cries, the night ignited.

For a long ti…

It was over.

Song Cheng left arm in arm with Madam Tong, right arm around Miss An.

The two won, one tall and slender, the other petite, clung to him on either side.

Madam Tong couldn’t help nudging Song Cheng and said, “Song, help Sister An adjust her body, just like you helped unblock mine.”

Song Cheng was montarily stunned.

By now, Tong Jia’s dical skills had significantly improved. Did her statent an that An Chenyu had a substantial hidden ailnt?

While he was contemplating, An Chenyu on the other side lowered her eyes and calmly said, “Jia, my dear sister, must have noticed.

Yes, my body had certain issues from birth.

When I first noticed, I thought it was due to being skinny and weak from my stifled emotions during childhood in the An Family.

Later, I even tried to cultivate in order to strengthen my body, but after barely building so strength, there was no further progress.”