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Let’s talk about the young master of Yin League, Yun Zhetian, who is gritting his teeth and trying to find trouble for Wuchen Shangguan Ren and others. So where are these two old people now?

The lush ancient forest, towering ancient trees, hidden in the sky. Suddenly, a gust of wind swayed with green, samurai who had no time to dodge, was already knocked away by the strong wind. Just when several warriors thought they were about to fall and blood, they fell to the side steadily, as if they were suddenly grabbed by a big hand and then gently put them down. Several warriors were stunned and stared at them.

At the gate of the town, in front of the simple wooden toll station, a mighty centurion was shouting with great confidence: "Photo the team, line up, take out the prey honestly, pay taxes according to the quality of the prey. Don't hide it..."

Before he finished speaking, a "huh--" roared, and the strong wind swept across the sky. Several simple wooden toll stations suddenly split into pieces, turning into messy fragments and flying all over the sky. The people in line were fishing for trouble and running into the town in the dust with a "huh-like" sound. Only the gray-headed centurion was left looking at the messy and dazed.

This was inexplicable. The sudden strong wind was naturally caused by the rapid running of Shangguan Ren and Wuchen. They were holding He Qihuan and were anxious to take him home for treatment as soon as possible, which of course caused these storms.

Shangguan Ren gritted his teeth, wishing he could smash all the things blocking the road into powder with one palm. Although Wuchen was anxious, he would definitely not kill. This made it as miserable and terrible as a hurricane swept across the road, but all the people and animals were safe and sound.

The howling black wind broke into the town, turned to the north, turned to eight wolves, and disappeared into a residential area.

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Shangguan Ren and Wuchen rushed into the residence with the unconscious He Qihuan on the bed, and saw He Qihuan look terrible pale, like a piece of white paper, with blood coming out of the seven orifices, and breathing was as rapid as a blower. Sometimes it paused for a while before the chest was undulating.

The two old men looked at He Qihuan with heartache, and immediately held He Qihuan's arm and diagnosed the pulse. The more they diagnosed, the tighter the brows became. Although the true qi in He Qihuan's body did not run around, the pulse was in chaos. The veins in the body were ruptured, twisted, and deformed. If they hadn't seen He Qihuan still breathing, the two old men thought they were taking the pulse of the dead.

Wu Chen frowned and muttered repeatedly: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Shangguan Ren cried and muttered repeatedly: "It's over, my referee is dead."

The two old men stared at each other and looked at each other. How could this happen: This kid was fine in the morning, jumping around and lively, blinking, just when their eyes were low, when they thought there would be no big deal, He Qihuan was dying immediately, his life was in full swing. Is there anyone who joked like this?

Wu Chen kept shook his head and sighed: "Corruption, evil deed. It is indeed the source of cause and effect. To be our judge, there is a great risk. There is no cheap thing in the world. If a person has given great responsibilities to him, he must first destroy his muscles and bones and sank his skin..."

Shangguan Renze's face turned pale and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe in heaven, don't believe in the earth, I only believe in myself, I must be the one who conquers heaven." He took a deep breath, reached out and sent He Qihuan his true energy. He wanted to use the supreme true energy he had practiced for a hundred years to suppress the chaos in He Qihuan's body.

"Amitabha!" Wu Chen recited the Buddha's voice and hurriedly reached out to block Shangguan Ren and said calmly: "If you send true energy, he will not be able to make a referee. Although his current state is not good, it may be the best for him."

"What does it mean? Old monk." Hearing this, Shangguan Ren stopped in the air, but he asked Wuchen with a beard and stared at him.

"You know it in your heart." Wuchen said dullly, but his expression was extremely firm.

Yes, if Shangguan Ren let go and force his supreme power into He Qihuan's body, the vast true energy can suppress He Qihuan's fight, but in this way, He Qihuan's body is full of Shangguan Ren's breath. In this way, He Qihuan's habits must be influenced by Shangguan Ren, and his judgments may lose neutrality when dealing with things. Didn't the ancients say: "The same natures are similar, but the same habits must be the same."

How could Shangguan Ren not know this? At this moment, his face was ferocious, his forehead was pounding, and he was having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart: was he taking this opportunity (his true energy took the evil spirit of the sky, which was as excited as if he had taken the spring medicine), and eliminated the true energy of the old man Wuchen in one fell swoop, and in some form he could defeat Wuchen? Or should he maintain the balance of the true energy in He Qihuan's body and let him judge the right and wrong of their actions with the spirit of "three officials" (fair, fair, and open)?

Wuchen's face was heavy, and Jing looked at Shangguan Ren's decision.

At this time, He Qihuan, who was unconscious, looked pale, his body trembled from time to time, and bloodshots slowly oozed out from his nose and lips.

After a while, Shangguan Ren sighed and stood up again, looking like a sassy look, looking at everything in the world like an ant. He glanced at Wuchen, who had been paying attention to him, and said lightly: "I really want to take this opportunity to eliminate your true energy and overwhelm you, a stinky monk, but... but for this kid, let it go."

In order to prove his beliefs and to ensure that He Qihuan's body does not collapse, Shangguan Ren gave up the temptation to suppress Wuchen's true energy.

Seeing this, Wuchen chuckled, but his eyes turned to He Qihuan and frowned again.

Shangguan Rendao also frowned for a while, and said helplessly: "Soak this kid in the potion first. Do you really want to leave it to fate?"

Wu Chen quickly comforted Shangguan Ren and said, "It's not considered resigned to fate. This is called nourishing slowly."

As the two old men said, they had already taken out a large wooden bucket and filled it with hot water. Then they started arguing about what medicine to put into the water.

Shangguan Ren took out a purple-red gourd, and a seductive fragrance spread out. He stroked his beard and boasted: "This is the essence of heaven and earth that I have been refining for sixty years. It can live and die and live white bones. Soak this kid, so that he will be alive tomorrow."

Wuchen poured cold water without hesitation: "Your pill (Shangguan Ren glared at me: Is the golden elixir called me a pill?) The yin energy is too strong, and it is too domineering to replenish it. This kid is already too cold in his body. You are adding fuel to the fire."

Shangguan Ren murmured: "I am using poison to fight poison, and using cold to fight cold, okay?"

Wu Chen flipped his hand and there was a very ordinary black box in his palm.

Shangguan Ren muttered: "The old monk is black, why are everything black and there are psychological shadows?"

Wu Chen ignored Shangguan Ren and introduced grandly: "This is our unique secret medicine - Liuhuang Jiedu Pill. It uses the drug configuration of the world's most strong and yang, and is specially designed to relieve the coldness of the world. Now it is the most suitable for this child."

Shangguan Ren screamed strangely: "Old man Wuchen, this child's body has just balanced, and you want to disrupt him again? You have ulterior motives."

As he said that, Shangguan Ren flipped his right hand and added a crystal clear jade box to his palm, saying, "My medicine..."

"No!" Wu Chen cut off the railway. He flipped his left hand and a small gray bottle appeared in his palm, saying, "It's my medicine..."

"You are delusional!" Shangguan Ren widened his eyes, flipped his hands, and a golden bottle appeared in each palm...

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In the end, He Qihuan interrupted the two old quarrel with a painful moan. The two old first glared at each other and then put away the piles of jars, jars, bottles, boxes, and no one had to use any medicine. They could only take conservative therapy, soak He Qihuan with the simplest medicine to treat injuries and health care potions, so that he could cultivate himself.

He was sobbed by the two old men that he was naked, soaked in the steaming wooden barrel.

The two old men are ready to fight each other again.

But someone outside the yard said loudly: "Tang Xiao, the White Fortress, asked for a meeting."

"Why are you here?" Shangguan Ren said. He now had the idea of ​​slapping Tang Xiao to death. Thinking about the boy's courage to peek at me in the forest just now. He was simply too big or too young and didn't know how to respect other people's rights.

Wuchen's old face turned red. He didn't take good care of He Qihuan, but he only cared about quarreling, which made him feel very guilty.

The two old people looked strange, and they only thought about their own thoughts, and ignored Tang Xiao outside. So after waiting for a while, a steady and firm voice sounded outside the courtyard: "Tang Xiao, the White Fortress, asked for a meeting. Just to visit Brother He Feng, listen to the report of my disciple. Brother He Feng is not in good health, so I come to visit him."

It turned out that after Tang Linzhi ran back to the camp, he hurriedly reported He Qihuan's situation of being possessed by the devil and needed help. After Tang Xiao found out, he rushed to the forest to prepare for treatment, but he searched for it and could not find He Qihuan. He thought that the two old men were discovered by him and left quickly and saved He Qihuan on time. After saving people, of course, he went home to treat them. So he came here to see the situation.

Shangguan Ren still ignored Tang Xiao who was calling outside, and Wuchen said, "Come in."

Tang Xiao jumped and walked in. He saw He Qihuan's face pale in the steaming wooden barrel at a glance. He was very worried and hurriedly stepped forward to check it out carefully. Seeing that He Qihuan was still unconscious, he reached out to hold He Qihuan's pulse door and carefully started the pulse.

Shangguan Ren rolled his eyes when he saw this and said impatiently: "I have already treated me, what else do you want to do?"

Wuchen smoothed out: "It doesn't matter, you can take a look."

Tang Xiao made a careful diagnosis, put down He Qihuan and bowed to admire him: "The two seniors are indeed very powerful, and they can even suppress them even if they are possessed by evil spirits."

Shangguan Ren smiled strangely: "Who is I? Why should I mention such a trivial matter?"

Tang Xiao suddenly smelled the aroma of the medicine in the bucket and frowned: "You...you are too saving. Brother He Feng is so seriously injured. You actually used such cheap medicine to treat him?"

Wuchen's black face became shy and didn't know how to speak.

Shangguan Ren was unhappy at first, and seeing that Tang Xiao was neither big nor young, he even criticized him and rushed over to kill Tang Xiao to death.

Wu Chen quickly grabbed Shangguan Ren. Shangguan Ren also shouted: "This is called turning decay into magic. What do you boy know? Turning decay into magic is not the great power you guys know."

Seeing this, Tang Xiao shook his head speechlessly, leaving behind the unique medicine for the White Clothing Castle to heal his wounds and left sadly.

He thought as he walked: I have seen unreliable elders, but I have never seen such unreliable elders: my disciples practiced, didn’t care about guidance and protection, but he fell from a distance; the disciples suffered such severe injuries, but were so stingy, and he was so proud of using the most cheap medicine. Brother He Feng, you have a hard life!!!

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