Li Qingwu frowned, she didn't know the answer either.
Then Li Qingwu said: "If you want to find the real answer, you have to go to Yunzhou Country."
"Find the royal family members of Yunzhou Kingdom, or you can find the answer in the royal library of Yunzhou Kingdom."
This matter can only be left at this point.
I will find the answer after I go to Yunzhou Kingdom someday.
At this moment, Li Qingwu's injuries have fully recovered. The injuries that originally took several months to recover can be recovered in just a few days!
This is all amazing!
In fact, Li Qingwu felt that his cultivation and realm had improved a lot.
The star map on his chest seems to contain endless power.
"You must be tired after practicing for so long. Take a good rest. You will fully recover in a few days."
Fang Chen was about to leave. Li Qingwu originally wanted to thank Fang Chen, but the words of thanks came to her lips and swallowed into her stomach, and she never said them out.
"No need to thank me, this is what I should do." Fang Chen smiled softly and walked out.
Li Qingwu snorted: "I won't thank you."
What a tough-tongued girl.
Ye Xue'e and others do not need treatment. After they wake up, they can slowly recuperate.
Afterwards, Fang Chen sat in the yard and practiced the Ten Thousand Poisons Manual, tempering all the poisons he had swallowed over and over again to reach the most perfect state.
Not long after, a figure fell from the roof in front and landed in front of Fang Chen.
Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and saw a little monk in front of him.
The young monk had an apology on his face and said: "Junior Brother Fang, I'm really sorry, because there are no guards in the entire East Factory, so I just walked in. I hope I didn't disturb Junior Brother."
Fang Chen stood up slowly and was very surprised, why did this man call him junior brother?
This young monk is in his early twenties, with a sunny and cheerful face and a smile as bright as spring breeze.
"I wonder who this master is?"
The person who came was Wuchen.
"I am from the Ten Thousand Gods Tower on Fairy Island. My name is Wuchen."
Fang Chen already knew that there were three major forces on Fairy Island, and the Tower of the Gods was one of them.
The disciples of the three major forces are all regarded as brothers.
Seeing that the other party had no ill intentions, Fang Chen said: "I wonder why Master Wuchen came to me?"
Wuchen walked forward and said: "It's nothing special. I heard that senior Guiguzi has accepted a new disciple, so I wanted to come over and have a look, and compete with you, junior brother, to see how good he is."
"However, it seems that my junior brother is injured, so we can only fight another day."
"I'm not interested in fighting with you. If you have nothing else to do, please come back!" Fang Chen issued an eviction order. He really had no interest.
In other words, this person's search for him is not just a simple competition.
However, Wuchen did not leave, but said: "We are all disciples of the Hidden World Sect, and we are all brothers. I came to your place to be a guest, and you don't serve me a few cups of tea, but you still want to drive me away?"
Isn’t it too inhumane?”
"Forget it, seeing that something happened here, let's just drink tea. So many people have died in Dongchang, so I will stay and perform a ritual to save these people."
"People who were killed by poisonous insects and evil things are not suitable for burial. They are all handed over to me. How about that?"
Originally, the bones in the East Factory were to be disposed of after Jin Yiwei returned. Since someone wanted to do it for him, Fang Chen did not object.
"It's up to you, but just don't disturb my practice."
Wuchen first brought out the corpses in the hall not far away, then left the yard and gathered all the corpses and bones of the deceased in the entire East Factory and piled them in the backyard.
Almost every corpse is contaminated with poison, and others who transport the corpse will also be poisoned, so they must be cremated.
After Wuchen lit the bones, he sat cross-legged in front of the fire, clasped his hands together, and muttered something to save everyone.
Fang Chen practiced for a while and saw the fire in the backyard soaring into the sky. He hurried over and was very surprised to see Wuchen's very serious approach of offering salvation to the deceased.
It wasn't until the fire was extinguished that Wuchen stood up, and then said: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Junior Brother Fang, I have performed such a ritual for you, and the fee... will be discounted at 20%."
"Ten thousand taels."
Fang Chen was stunned.
Originally, he wanted to thank Wuchen, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually ask for money!
"You still say that we are senior brothers? Isn't this too expensive for you? A ritual ceremony costs ten thousand taels?"
Wuchen made a dharma chant: "Amitabha, if it were someone else, I wouldn't do it if I didn't have a hundred thousand taels. We are all disciples on Fairy Island. I am older than you, so I am your senior brother. I am not your junior brother."
It’s so cheap, just charge me 10,000 taels for your money.”
"Besides, with your junior brother's status, it shouldn't be short of ten thousand taels, right?"
Fang Chen was indeed not short of money, but he was indeed cheated out of 10,000 taels.
However, Fang Chen felt that this little monk was very interesting and it would be good to make friends with him.
So, he went to his room, took a 10,000-tael silver note, and handed it to Wuchen.
After Wuchen received the money, he said again: "Junior brother, you are so rich, why don't you lend me another hundred thousand taels?"
"Of course, I will return it to you later. If junior brother needs help with anything, just ask!"
Fang Chen’s face was dark, do you think I’m a big injustice?
I just gave you ten thousand taels, and now I want another hundred thousand. Are you crazy?
"I advise you to stop in moderation!"
Wuchen looked serious and said: "Junior brother, on New Year's Eve, there will be a huge auction in the Imperial City, and there is a treasure in it that I must buy."
"But, I'm short of money right now. Junior brother, please help me. If I buy the treasure this time, I owe you a favor, okay?"
Fang Chen is not short of money, but he will not give money to others for no reason, and it is also the first time he meets a stranger.
This person is a disciple of Xianling Island and has extremely high cultivation. More importantly, Fang Chen has a good impression of this young monk.
"With senior brother's cultivation, it is not difficult to get one hundred thousand taels of silver, right?"
Wuchen nodded and said: "It is indeed not difficult for an eighth-grade powerhouse to earn one hundred thousand taels of silver. However, junior brother, I am always a monk. I must make money through normal and reasonable channels. I can only help others.
Doing errands and so on.”
"So, I came to my junior brother for help because I had no other choice. Besides, I can only come out for a few months every three years. It's not easy to get one hundred thousand taels."
These words are true. If Wuchen wants to make money through other means, he will get it soon, or he can sell the sect's treasures one by one, which can be sold for hundreds of thousands of taels.
However, Wuchen did not dare to disobey his teacher's orders or violate the sect's rules.
Fang Chen thought for a while, took out two hundred thousand taels and handed it to Wuchen: "Since senior brother has urgent need, let's use it."
Wuchen was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, junior brother. If anything happens in the future, junior brother, you can go to Piao Miao Villa to find me. I'm staying with senior brother Shangguan recently."