Chapter 297 – mories of the Apricot Grove
Zuo Songyan snorted when he saw Su Yun ntion his identity as the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion. He didn't say anything and just returned the gesture. After all, the identity of the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion seed to be much higher than that of the old pot of Yuanhui. If he fought against the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion who ca to visit him, both Yuanhui and himself would definitely suffer.
Doctor Dong looked at Jing Zhao, who was tied up like a stick, and then looked at Xing Jiangmu. He said, "Shooter, Lord, I have two patients here. I'll go and treat them first. Xiaoyao, co and help."
Chi Xiaoyao responded, and Su Yun also intended to go and help. Doctor Dong was surprised and said, "Isn't the Lord here to visit the old pot? I won't disturb the Lord and the old pot. Xiaoyao, let's go."
Su Yun felt like he was being stabbed three tis while being pressed down, and watched them leave helplessly.
"Now that the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion from Yuanshuo has arrived, please co and judge." Xia ngjue's voice ca from behind.
Zuo Songyan snorted angrily and turned back. Su Yun reluctantly followed. He could hide behind and listen to their past, but it would be awkward to face them directly.
Zuo Songyan and Xia ngjue stared at each other, silent.
Su Yun coughed and dryly said, "Xia Shaoshi, your clothes today look really nice..."
Xia ngjue was dressed neatly today, without the previous debauchery, but there was a sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes, like a knife, intimidating.
"Shaoshi has the skill to preserve youth, just like the beautiful youth of more than thirty years ago. But the old pot has aged prematurely for the sake of Shaobei and the people of Yuanshuo."
Su Yun calmly said, "If I hadn't passed on the unified martial arts to the old pot, I'm afraid the old pot that Shaoshi sees now would already be an old man. Old pot, why don't you show Shaoshi the unified martial arts I passed on to you and ask for so guidance?"
Zuo Songyan snorted and reluctantly activated his martial arts, gradually looking younger, as if he had regained his youth and returned to his youth.
Xia ngjue looked at him, as if she had returned to the days of "working and studying hard" with him. It was truly an unforgettable ti.
"Since you are brothers and lovers, as the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion of Yuanshuo, I won't say anything."
Su Yun stood up and politely said, "If you two have any grievances, resolve them here. I will visit again another day. I take my leave."
Zuo Songyan and Xia ngjue got up to see him off, and Su Yun turned around and said, "Please stay, we will et again another day. By the way..."
Su Yun smiled and said, "No matter how many spiritual weapons and artifacts the old pot buys from Daya, Tongtian Pavilion will provide additional money to buy the sa amount of spiritual weapons and artifacts to support the old pot." After speaking, he turned and left.
Zuo Songyan and Xia ngjue each returned to their residences. Xia ngjue looked at him and suddenly smiled, "The fierce tiger of Yuanshuo has grown old."
Zuo Songyan also smiled, "The beautiful flower of Daxia is not young anymore. Without realizing it, we have already spent half of our lives."
Both of them felt a sense of emotion in their hearts. Although they now looked like young boys and girls, they knew in their hearts that they were no longer the young boys and girls of the past.
They sat down, and Zuo Songyan sincerely said, "ngjue, this ti I risked my life to return to my old profession in order to avoid involving Yuanshuo. I can't use the spiritual weapons and artifacts I obtained this ti for rebellion, otherwise it would be a burden to Yuanshuo. I need a large number of spiritual weapons and artifacts, and I need warships. I may sacrifice my life, and this may be the last ti we et. I..."
"I will find a way."
ngjue interrupted him and smiled, "It's difficult to make money just by doing business, but with the word of the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion, this business can be done. It's rare to et again, let's not talk about these things."
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Zuo Songyan nodded gently.
Su Yun found Chi Xiaoyao and Doctor Dong. He saw that they had already untied Jing Zhao and were treating him, while Xing Jiangmu was using his true essence to refine pills.
Su Yun watched for a while, and Xing Jiangmu's pill refining skills were also quite impressive.
"The problems of the two old n are not small."
Doctor Dong took out a small copper gong and suddenly struck it next to the unconscious Jing Zhao's ear. Jing Zhao's body trembled, and with a buzzing sound, his spiritual realm unfolded outward.
In an instant, everyone in the dicinal shop was inside his spiritual realm.
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao looked around and saw that Jing Zhao's spiritual realm was filled with fire clouds everywhere. Above the fire clouds were the great saints of the past eras in Yuanshuo, with many sages standing tall. Around the sages were bamboo slips transford from their classics.
The bamboo slips unfolded, emitting various rays of light, transforming into the sun, moon, yin and yang, constellations, mountains and rivers, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, dragons, phoenixes, kylin, and the geography of mountains, rivers, and the vast sea.
These were the supre arts left behind by the ancient saints. So established the five elents, so controlled water and fire, so cultivated crops, and so manipulated gold and silver with abacus.
Entering Jing Zhao's spiritual realm was like entering the profound history of Yuanshuo.
Doctor Dong rose into the air, passed through layers of caves, crossed the Deep Abyss, and ca to Jing Zhao's spiritual soul.
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao followed behind, and they saw that Jing Zhao's spiritual soul no longer had eyes, mouth, tongue, and nose. His face was blank, with only ears left.
"He is in a battle between humans and gods, self-isolation. If his ears are completely closed, he will completely turn into a demon and cannot be saved."
Doctor Dong took out a small knife and carefully carved out eyes for Jing Zhao's spiritual soul.
Jing Zhao opened one eye, but he couldn't speak or breathe.Doctor Dong carved out a mouth for him again, allowing Jing Zhao to breathe and sit up imdiately.
The three of them suddenly felt a gust of wind, and the world spun around. They were imdiately thrown out of Jing Zhao's spiritual realm!
"Jiǎn tóu!" (Bastard!)
Jing Zhao sat up and imdiately grabbed Su Yun by the throat without saying a word, shouting, "Take him down and threaten my stupid disciple, destroy the Huo Yun Cave, so that he won't harm anyone again!"
Chi Xiaoyao was shocked to see Doctor Dong inserting a silver needle into his forehead. Jing Zhao let go of Su Yun, his hands hanging down, unable to move his eyes or speak.
Doctor Dong frowned and walked around Jing Zhao, saying, "His external injuries can be treated, but his demonic possession is difficult to deal with. I can't treat it... "
Su Yun summoned the Immortal Binding Rope again and tied up Jing Zhao. Chi Xiaoyao, who had just recovered from her shock, quickly ca forward to help.
The man and woman tightly bound the old man, each pulling on one end of the rope, stepping on Jing Zhao's body to tighten it, and then tying a knot with the two ends of the rope.
Seeing this, Doctor Dong shook his head and said, "You don't need to do this. With my silver needle suppressing his cultivation, he can't escape. His external injuries will heal in a few days, but his spiritual demonic transformation is beyond my expertise. I need to find so old friends who have studied this path for many years to help. Gate Master, you take him with you, and we will go to the Sword Pavilion to see my old friend. Xiaoyao, you can also go and see the dical skills of the Sword Pavilion, and decide whether to study here."
Chi Xiaoyao agreed, and Su Yun lifted Jing Zhao and walked out of the Yuanshuo Tower, placing him on the Plateau Goat Carriage.
Behind Doctor Dong ca the sound of deflating air. After a while, his flesh and skin shed, revealing a young man with a faint divine light on his body. He said, "Let's go."
Xing Jiangmu was dumbfounded because he had to stay here to refine pills and did not follow.
"The person we are going to see this ti is an old friend of mine. When I was studying abroad, I had so dealings with him."
Doctor Dong said lightly, "He was just a green and inexperienced young man back then, but now he is a dical genius in the Sword Pavilion."
The Plateau Goat Carriage drove out of the Heavenly Street and arrived at the Sword Pavilion in the Cloud Capital. Su Yun was a teacher in the Sword Pavilion, so he naturally had unimpeded access. However, just as he was about to take out his Sword Pavilion token, Doctor Dong had already taken out a token.
The guards of the Sword Pavilion hurriedly bowed and did not dare to stop them.
Su Yun was surprised, and Doctor Dong said, "My token is much older than the Gate Master's."
Su Yun was secretly amazed.
The Plateau Goat Carriage arrived at the Apricot Forest dical Sage Pavilion of the Sword Pavilion. Here, apricot trees were everywhere, each one ancient and thick.
Doctor Dong gently touched the apricot trees and stayed in the forest. Many scholars had already gone to report, and they saw many scholars on high alert, as well as many teachers from the Apricot Forest dical Sage Pavilion, who had profound cultivation but were extrely vigilant.
Chi Xiaoyao was secretly surprised and thought, "Could it be that the reputation of the teacher in the Sword Pavilion is not good? But the teacher is such a good person..."
Only to hear a teacher from the Sword Pavilion holding two swords, both of them spiritual weapons, emitting a powerful aura, loudly said, "Mr. Su, you are a teacher in the Martial Saint Pavilion, why did you co to our dical Sage Pavilion?"
Chi Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew the teacher's reputation couldn't be bad. It turns out they were on guard against another infamous Mr. Su... Wait a minute, could it be that Mr. Su is..."
Su Yun smiled and said, "Gentlen, you have misunderstood. I am here to accompany Doctor Dong to visit an old friend, not to give a lecture."
The teachers and students of the dical Sage Pavilion all breathed a sigh of relief and put down their various spiritual weapons. One of the teachers from the dical Sage Pavilion turned around and said loudly, "The teachers in the pavilion don't need to activate their spiritual weapons anymore. He's not here to give a lecture!"
In the dical Sage Pavilion, several teachers were worshipping the spiritual weapon guarding the dical Sage Pavilion. It was a huge flying knife, and its power was gradually awakening.
When those teachers heard the news, they stopped worshipping one after another, and the flying knife trembled slightly, and its power gradually subsided.
The teacher of the dical Sage Pavilion had white hair and looked very venerable. He stepped forward and asked, "I am the head of the dical Sage Pavilion. I wonder which old friend Mr. Dong is here to visit?"
Doctor Dong asked, "Is Ji Hongtang here?"
The head of the dical Sage Pavilion was stunned for a mont and smiled, "Ji Hongtang is our ancestor and has passed away twenty years ago. You look very young. Do you know our ancestor?"
Doctor Dong was stunned, "Ji Hongtang is dead?"
"Because our ancestor founded the dical Sage Pavilion, in order to commorate him, the Sword Pavilion buried him in the apricot forest outside the dical Sage Pavilion."
The head of the dical Sage Pavilion led the way, looking at Doctor Dong's young appearance, and asked tentatively, "When did you et our ancestor?"
"About a hundred and fifty years ago?"
Doctor Dong thought for a mont and said, "At that ti, I was forced to go overseas and t him. Later, we separated after traveling around."
The head of the dical Sage Pavilion laughed heartily, "Don't joke, although our ancestor passed away only twenty years ago, he lived to be one hundred and sixty years old. Our ancestor's achievents in dicine have promoted the transformation of the cultivation thod in our Great Qin... "
They arrived at Ji Hongtang's grave, where a red apricot tree was planted, already flourishing.
In front of the grave, there was a small temple, and there was a monunt under the temple, recording Ji Hongtang's life.
Doctor Dong sighed, lit incense, and said, "Ji Hongtang is no longer here. Without his spiritual attainnts, it is difficult to save people. Let's go. Let's go to the Imperial Palace to see another old friend."
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao followed him.
The head of the dical Sage Pavilion hurriedly opened his arms to stop them and said in a deep voice, "You have said so much, but you haven't said who you are!"Doctor Dong paused, looking around at the apricot grove, and said, "Years ago, Ji Hongtang and I healed the sick together. For each person we saved, we planted an apricot tree. Now, these apricot trees have grown old, and that's why they all call Dong Xinglin."
The master of the dical Saint Pavilion stood there, dumbfounded, like a wooden sculpture. Suddenly, he ca to his senses, bowed deeply to Doctor Dong, and remained kneeling long after Doctor Dong had left.
The other teachers of the dical Saint Pavilion hurried forward, helping the white-haired master to his feet and asking about the young man's background.
The master of the dical Saint Pavilion still hadn't recovered, and suddenly blurted out, "Impossible, impossible. Our family ancestor's old friend, he couldn't possibly be alive now..."
He rushed back to the dical Saint Pavilion, bowed respectfully to the flying dagger, then lifted it with both hands. Behind the dagger hung a yellowed painting.
In the painting were two young n sitting under an apricot tree. One was smiling brightly, while the other looked sowhat cold.
The master of the dical Saint Pavilion was stunned. The one with the bright smile was Ji Hongtang, and the sowhat cold one was the young man who had just left!
——— Updated earlier today, roar roar roar~
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