After Yue Yunlan rested for a while, Ling Feng took the two girls and left the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.
As for the cheap donkey and Zifeng, they stayed in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace and refused to leave.
That bitch decided to pick out the best treasures, so every treasure was carefully selected, and the ore metals dug out had to be carefully polished without a trace of impurities.
Ling Feng was completely "defeated" by this bitch. As a result, this guy would take away far more resources than he expected.
However, a gentleman's words are hard to chase, and Ling Feng can't go back on his word.
Anyway, the cheap donkey is my spiritual pet, and its things, in a sense, are also my things.
Moreover, the little donkey lives in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, so it is quite convenient to ask for help when needed.
Soon, the three of them followed the instructions of the bitch and walked out of the barrier of the ancient Five Elements Gate and returned to the Tianwei Mountain Range. The barrier immediately disappeared. No matter how they searched, they could not find any clues.
.
I have to say, that bitch does have some strange abilities.
The three of them quickly left the Tianwei Mountains and headed straight to Cangqiong Mountain.
By the time the three of them returned to Cang Qiong Sect, the night was already dark.
With the eldest lady of the Cang Qiong Sect leading the way, Ling Feng naturally walked without any hindrance and soon arrived at Yue Zhonglian's study. Wen Tingguang just happened to come out of the study.
"Eh? Brother Ling!"
Wen Tingguang's eyes lit up. When he saw Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan appearing together, he understood and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm about to go find you!"
Ling Feng bowed his hands to Wen Tingguang and said, "Brother Wen, the half-year period is approaching and I happened to meet Miss Yue, so we came together."
"Um."
Wen Tingguang nodded, glanced at Yue Yunlan, and couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Ling Feng, you'd better hurry up and give the sect leader acupuncture, hey!"
Listening to Wen Tingguang's tone and the fact that Yue Yunlan asked him to come in advance, Ling Feng had already made a guess in his mind.
Yue Zhonglian's condition must not have developed as he expected.
"Take me there quickly." Ling Feng's expression became serious, and he felt a little blamed in his heart.
Why does a patient not value his life so much?
Wen Tingguang led Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan into the study, while Qiaoqiao stayed outside and waited. After all, she was just a maid, and there was a difference in dignity.
"Cough cough cough..."
Before entering, Yue Zhonglian's cough made Ling Feng frown.
Sure enough, the condition has only slightly improved compared to five months ago.
In the study room, the lights are brightly lit.
Yue Zhonglian was wearing a long robe and was writing at his desk, coughing violently from time to time.
There is also a pile of thick official documents placed on the table.
Hong Lian, the sect leader's wife, stood aside and polished it for him.
In fact, she was only worried about Yue Zhonglian's health, so she stayed with him all the time.
"Father, mother!"
Seeing Yue Zhonglian dealing with official documents again, Yue Yunlan couldn't help but sigh, walked forward quickly, gritted her teeth and said, "Father, why do you have to work so hard?"
"Lan'er is back."
Yue Zhonglian paused his writing slightly, looked up and saw Yue Yunlan, showing a knowing smile, but was followed by another violent cough.
Considering his cultivation level, it is really unbelievable that his body is so weak.
However, if the world knew that Yue Zhonglian's life plan was 90% incomplete and he could still devote himself so much to state affairs, I'm afraid there would be no other feeling except admiration.
Perhaps, standing in different positions, everyone values different things in their hearts.
In Ling Feng's heart, only by gaining stronger power can he find out the mystery of his life experience.
As for Yue Zhonglian, perhaps for him, maintaining the status of the Cang Qiong Sect or assisting the king in governing the world was his lifelong pursuit.
Loyal to the king and patriotic.
Ling Feng could not empathize with him, but this did not affect his admiration for Yue Zhonglian's integrity.
After all, there are monster clans around in front of you, and there are all the countries in the Eastern Spiritual Region watching covetously in the back. As the leader of the Divine Protector Sect, your responsibility is really important.
"Father, I have brought Mr. Ling back!" Yue Yunlan said warmly.
"Junior Ling Feng, I have met the sect leader." Ling Feng stepped forward at the right time and bowed his hands.
"You're here." Yue Zhonglian looked at Ling Feng and smiled slightly, as if he was greeting an old friend for many years.
Ling Feng saw Yue Zhonglian's haggard face, sighed softly, and asked a little reproachfully: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to get out of bed in the first half of the month, and you are not allowed to overwork in the first half of the year?"
"I'm sorry. I, Yue Zhonglian, ask myself that I have never broken trust with others in my life. I only obey the authority in urgent matters. How can I wait for my disabled body to deal with the affairs of the country?"
Yue Zhonglian smiled bitterly and said, "I can give up my broken body in exchange for just one day of peace, that's enough."
"The sect leader is upright and upright, and the younger generation admires him."
Ling Feng had nothing to say. Yue Zhonglian was indeed a very uncooperative patient, but he was also the most respectable patient.
The rivers are declining and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. How many people in the world can be like Yue Zhonglian? What's even more rare is that he is in a high position and still puts the country first and seeks the welfare of all people in the world.
In addition to admiration, I still admire you.
All Ling Feng could do was try his best to cure his disease, nothing more.
"It's your duty. Please don't blame me, little friend Ling Feng, for breaking my promise to you."
Ling Feng shook his head and said slowly: "Let me check the sect leader's pulse first."
"Then we have Young Master Lao Ling." The sect master's wife quickly cleared away the paperwork and ink on the desk and advised: "Sect master, if you have anything to do, please wait until Mr. Ling's diagnosis and treatment is completed."
Yue Zhonglian stretched out his arm in cooperation, and Ling Feng stepped forward and put it on his wrist. He felt carefully for a moment and found that Yue Zhonglian's vitality diagram was showing some signs of decline.
"Sect Master, please let go of your body-protecting energy, and I will give you the acupuncture."
With that said, Ling Feng took out ten regenerated golden needles. The "regenerating and regenerating needle array" formed by the regenerated golden needles will definitely be able to repair Yue Zhonglian's vitality map to the greatest extent.
Coupled with some vitality-restoring elixirs, at least the urgent need can be resolved.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng activated his true energy, and ten regeneration golden needles came out, instantly piercing into various large points on Yue Zhonglian's back, forming a regeneration needle array.
Time passes little by little.
Sweat dripped from Ling Feng's forehead. In order to restore Yue Zhonglian's vitality as much as possible, he almost risked his life this time. He gritted his teeth and persisted, so that sweat covered his cheeks and soaked his clothes.
This time, because of the ten regenerated golden needles, the effect was much better. In about half an hour, Ling Feng completed about 20% of Yue Zhonglian's vitality map, and it began to glow with new vitality and began to have self-healing abilities.
ability.
After doing all this, Ling Feng's vision finally turned black and he fell straight down.
Yue Yunlan rushed out immediately and helped the unconscious Ling Feng. Seeing his weak look, her heart ached.
Yue Zhonglian regained 20% of his vitality and became energetic. He used some exercise to force out the regeneration golden needle, put it away and put it back into Ling Feng's arms. Then he said slowly: "Lan'er, take him to the west wing to rest.