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Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 99: There is always hope

The alleys are more quiet and less noisy.

Cong Zhongxiao held a wine gourd in his hand and drank as he walked, leaning crookedly and almost falling.

Behind him, Jiang Fan and others followed closely and never strayed far away.

Zuixian was in the middle, and he laughed in the crowd and said "It's hopeless", which frightened Wu Qing and others, but seeing that his eyes were drunk and hazy, he was probably talking nonsense, so they were not too worried.

After turning a few corners, we arrived at a courtyard. The door had lost its paint and was covered in dust.

"I'm home... I'm home..."

Cong Zhongxiao pushed open the door and walked in, followed by the four people behind him.

Everywhere you look, there are overgrown weeds and a state of depression. The courtyard seems to have been turned into a wilderness by no one taking care of it.

The three tile-roofed houses in the north are even more dilapidated: the wood is leaning against the door panels; the window paper is broken and leaking air. It is hard to find a whole tile on the roof; under the eaves, there is half a broken beam. When you enter the house, you can find straw lying everywhere.

; Close the door, and the sleeping space becomes a bed. When you look up, there is a hole; it is transparent but not a skylight. On a cool night, you can comfortably watch the stars; on a rainy day, you will suffer misfortune while crying.

Cong Zhongxiao crossed the threshold halfway, fell down on a pile of straw, snored like thunder, and fell into a deep sleep.

Wu Qing and others looked at each other, and Jiang Fan said helplessly: "I have no choice but to suffer here for one night, and wait until he wakes up in the morning."

Several people had no choice but to do this.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and gradually it became dark, and all I could see was: "

Colorful lights were lit on the cross streets, and bells rang in the nine gates and eight palaces.

Seven bright stars are floating in the clouds, and six melodies are filling the palace.

Traveling around the five realms, heroes and heroes come and go in all directions.

Three cups and two lamps are separated by a curtain, and the single wheel of the same color is particularly bright."

Inside the dilapidated house, on a pile of straw, Ye Ling and Wu Qing each held wine jars and drank towards the moon.

There was thunderous laughter and snoring in the bush, and Jiang Fan and Bai Wuyu fell asleep tiredly. It was rare to find peace and quiet at this moment.

Ye Ling looked at the night sky and said: "Third brother, since we entered the path, how long have we not had a drink together like today?"

Wu Qing was concerned and said: "Second brother, your injury is not healed yet, so you should drink less..."

"It doesn't matter," Ye Ling waved his hand and said, "If it's true as Cong Zhongxiao said, I'm afraid I won't be able to take a few sips!"

"Second brother, don't say anything depressing. You taught me not to cry when I don't see the coffin. Even if I see the coffin, maybe open it first and take a look before talking!"

Ye Ling chuckled and said, "You remember clearly."

"That's natural," Wu Qing sighed: "I will keep in mind what you and my eldest brother taught me... I miss my eldest brother a little bit..."

Ye Ling looked at the night sky exposed on the roof, raised the wine jar and said, "My eldest brother used to get drunk whenever he drank, and we had to carry him home every time. I remember one time on the road, the two of us agreed not to drink at all from then on.

, never be like the big brother."

"It's a pity that this agreement has expired," Wu Qing nodded and said, "We have also begun to fall in love with drinking. Second brother, tell me why?"

"Fine wine is the essence of water. After drinking it, sparrows dare to fight eagles!"

Cong Zhongxiao didn't know when he woke up. He closed his eyes, smelled the aroma of wine and leaned over and said, "What kind of wine is this? The taste is quite acceptable!"

Ye Ling chuckled lightly, took out a jar from the jade finger, handed it to Cong Zhong and said with a smile: "I asked Tianzong Taixu Peak's specialty Zuiyun Nian, senior, can you try it?"

"Taste it! Taste it!"

Cong Zhongxiao suddenly became interested, he opened the seal and took a sip, sipping the lingering fragrance in his mouth, and said: "Although this wine is not as good as Zuixianlou's Exiled Immortal Drunk, it still deserves the word 'fine wine'!"

"

"Thank you for the compliment, senior!"

Cong Zhongxiao drank several sips in succession, shouted happily, and asked for another jar from Ye Ling.

Wu Qing looked nervous next to her. Cong Zhong laughed and woke up easily, but be sure not to get drunk again.

Unexpectedly, Cong Zhongxiao said: "Who can tell whether you are awake or drunk? When everyone is awake, I am alone drunk. When everyone is drunk, I am alone awake!"

Ye Ling heard this, thought for a moment, and then asked: "So, what Senior said in the daytime is true, I am really hopeless?"

Cong Zhongxiao put down the wine jar, pointed at Ye Ling and said: "You have never recovered from the first injury. Since then, you have been injured and incurable. Now it has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and has become a chronic disease. The poison is easy to cure, but the injury is difficult to heal!"

"Aren't you a miracle doctor?" Wu Qing asked anxiously: "If you can't save my second brother, what kind of miracle doctor are you?"

"How have I ever been known as a miracle doctor?" Cong Zhong smiled and rolled his eyes, saying: "Little Fanzi is talking nonsense. How can I, a common drunkard, get a miracle doctor?"

"Senior can see the cause of my injuries at a glance, so he can be called a 'miracle doctor'!"

Cong Zhongxiao smiled and said: "How did you know it was just a glance? I have peeked at you many times!"

Ye Ling smiled and said: "No matter what, I ask senior to be compassionate and come to the rescue!"

"I have thought of a way," Cong Zhongxiao put his hand on Ye Lingmai and said: "The Spring Breeze Transformation Bone Poison in you is not overbearing, but it is also difficult to deal with. I have a method that can detoxify it. I just need some immortals."

Yao Ling Root is expensive."

Ye Ling heard this and said happily: "It's expensive, but it's better than having no cure at all."

Cong Zhongxiao shook his head and said: "There is no cure or relief, but there is no cure. It is hard to find a cure. Even if you die, you still regret it!"

After saying that, Cong Zhongxiao asked Ye Ling for a pen and paper, wrote out a dozen fairy medicines, handed them to him and said: "If you can get these herbs, your poison will not be a worry."

Ye Ling took it and took a look. He didn't recognize the herbs on it, but he remembered that there were many elixirs obtained from the tomb of the Demon Saint in the jasper finger.

So, Ye Ling handed the jasper finger to Cong Zhongxiao and said: "Senior, can you see if there are any necessary herbs in this?"

Cong Zhongxiao glanced at the Biyu Ring and said to Ye Ling: "This is your storage tool, how can you give it to others so easily?"

Ye Ling smiled and said: "Senior saved lives with justice, how can I be a villain?"

Cong Zhongxiao nodded and said: "Although it sounds good to hear this, I would like to remind you not to trust him easily. One moment he can save all sentient beings, but the next moment he will seek wealth and murder!"

"Keep the words of our seniors in mind!"

Cong Zhongxiao took the jasper finger, used Tao power to explore it, and said with a smile: "I don't think you, a Huiling Realm monk, have such a net worth, I'm afraid you will be coveted by others and cause trouble!"

Ye Ling sighed leisurely: "There are a lot of troubles, and they keep coming one after another."

"Good boy, you are very lucky." Cong Zhongxiao took out more than a dozen miraculous herbs from his jasper fingers and said, "You have almost all the things I listed, except for the last thousand years of chilling.

Snow Lotus!”

"Cold Heart Snow Lotus!" Jiang Fan didn't know when he woke up and came over and said, "This Cold Heart Snow Lotus is produced in the polar regions of the North Territory. It is rarely sold in the Eastern Territory. How can I get it?"

As he said this, Jiang Fan did not forget to take the medicine list written by Cong Zhongxiao and memorize it for later use.

Wu Qing heard this and said anxiously: "Senior, is there any alternative?"

Cong Zhongxiao shook his head: "No, this recipe is indispensable, otherwise it will not be an antidote, but a poison!"

Jiang Fan also nodded and said: "There are several medicinal herbs in this prescription that conflict with each other. They cannot be used in the same furnace to make elixirs, let alone use them. The Cold Heart Snow Lotus is yin and cold in nature, but it has a harmonious effect. These dozen or so elixirs,

It’s all effective because of the balance of Cold Heart Snow Lotus.”

"It's just that the Cold Heart Snow Lotus is in the northern polar region, a bitter cold place, and the yield is not high. It is even more rare in these thousands of years. How can you find it?"

Hearing this, Ye Ling gave a bitter smile and said: "It's just as the senior said: 'There is no medicine that can cure or relieve the pain, but there is medicine that is hard to come by. Even if you die, you still regret it'!"

Jiang Fan grabbed Cong Zhongxiao's shoulder and shook it: "Miracle doctor! Master! My master said before his death that if I encounter any trouble, I will come to you for help. You can't let my master break his promise!"

"Okay, okay," Cong Zhong said with a smile, "I am an old man who still wants to drink a few more sips of wine, but I don't want you to fall apart!"

"So you have an idea?"

Cong Zhongxiao took a sip of wine and said: "I just said that this boy has good luck, but I haven't said a word yet. Ten days later, there will be a gambling match in Zuixian's residence. There will be one of the three heroes of the Northern Territory, Bujia.

When people come here, they may have Cold Heart Snow Lotus in their hands. If they can get help, they will be able to capture it!"

"Seriously?" Jiang Fan's eyes lit up and he said, "I'm telling you, Brother Ye won't die so easily. Master, you are awesome!"

Cong Zhongxiao took out a pill from his arms, stuffed it into Ye Ling's mouth, and said: "This Bai Mi Dan can help you withstand the poisonous gas for ten days, so as not to cause the poison to occur in advance."

As the medicine entered his body, Ye Ling felt warm, and his limbs became clear and comfortable.

Jiang Fan had sharp eyes and hurriedly rubbed Cong Zhongxiao's shoulders and said with a smile: "Uncle, this Bai Mi Dan is a Xuan-level elixir. Do you think it would be a pity if everyone inherited this pill recipe?"

"You kid, don't be too ambitious. When the opportunity comes, I will pass it on to you naturally. If the opportunity doesn't come, there's no point in begging!"

"Uncle, please don't...listen to me..."

A burst of noise woke Bai Wuyu up. He rubbed his eyes with his fleshy little hands and said dimly: "What are you doing?"

Ye Ling smiled and said nothing, she was born with hope and was in a good mood!


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