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Chapter 345(1/3)

It is impossible for Yuan Yao's thoughts to be guessed by his two daughters.

She had just rushed back to Beitian and rushed to the sea of ​​clouds to give Bei Xiaoman the star power crystal. Apart from that, she had other things to be busy with.

Many of Beitian's geniuses died at Ning Fan's hands, Yuan Yao must help Ning Fan settle some minor troubles...

"Xiao Man, mother has asked you to remember something. This time you return to the Rain Realm. If Lu Bei comes looking for you and asks to ascend to the North Heaven Realm, you can do your best to help him."

"Oh." Bei Xiaoman nodded in agreement.

The Huanmo Sea Area is rich in mineral deposits, and the magnetic force is chaotic as before, and the sky is covered with black snow. Even in the daytime, under the cover of black snow, the eyesight cannot penetrate hundreds of meters. With the presence of magnetism, ordinary monks dare not easily lose their minds.

Read.

There was only a young man in white clothes wearing a black feather cloak, walking in the wind and snow, with a calm expression, spreading his spiritual thoughts far, far away, as if he was not afraid of magnetism at all.

With half-step of refining his spiritual thoughts, this person’s spiritual thoughts are higher than those of Xu Rushan and other early-stage gods...too much!

Every step is like taking a leisurely stroll, but often after one step, there is no trace.

With such speed, it is the top existence in the entire endless sea!

Ning Fan walked through the black wind and snow step by step, and outside Huanmo Fairy Island, he suddenly stopped and his eyes moved.

In the wind and snow, Huanmo Fairy Island looked alert, with tens of thousands of arrays of light on the entire suspended island, and countless monks patrolling the island, as if something was going on.

"Huh? Could it be that Qiu Ling's condition has worsened? I see, are you just seeking medical treatment... A group of third-level and fourth-level alchemists can't cure Qiu Ling."

Ning Fan shook his head and took a step forward. Purple-gold breeze blew up around him. In an instant, the light penetrated countless layers of defensive formations and floated into the island. None of them could stop his steps.

His arrival was even more unnoticed.

On the top of Huanmo Island, there is a suspended mountain. Its name is Bliss Peak, which was transformed by the magic weapon of Xu Rushan, the owner of Huanmo Island.

In the main hall, there were dozens of alchemy masters sitting in guest seats at the moment, discussing Xu Qiuling's condition.

These dozens of people are all well-known alchemists from the outer sea, and several of them even come from the inner sea, and their expressions are even more arrogant.

There are four people sitting on the main seat. The leader is Xu Rushan, the master of Huanmo Island. Next to him sits an old man in a linen robe, with white hair and a childlike face. He is majestic. He is Yan Zhongze, the ancestor of the Taoyun Sect.

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There were two other people on the main seat, one was a woman in light yellow clothes, her face was covered with a gauze, her eyes were closed and she was playing the piano. The faint sound of the piano echoed in the hall, but no one was listening at all, and she didn't care.

This woman is not Xu Qiuling, let alone who she is.

As for the last person in the main seat, he was a dirty old man dressed as a flower farmer. He only showed his Nascent Soul cultivation. He was eating cakes and snacks as if there was no one around, but he was the ancestor of Dongxu under the pseudonym Shuiye.

Obviously, Dongxu has revealed his identity to Xu Rushan and received almost the highest level of courtesy on Huanmo Island. However, his identity has not been announced to others. Ordinary people simply do not understand why such a solemn occasion would allow a person to

Dirty flower farmers blend in.

In addition to these four people, there is also a timid Nascent Soul standing aside to serve the flower farmers, but it is Yu Long Ancestor who was subdued by Ning Fan and left on Huanmo Island.

"Ahem, masters, don't argue...I wonder what caused the little girl's injury and how can it be cured?"

Xu Rushan coughed twice and interrupted the discussion of the alchemists. He looked ashamed. This shame was because he did not know until three years ago that his daughter actually suffered from a strange disease of lack of gold in her life...

As a father, he is so irresponsible!

"Please do your best, whoever can cure my little girl, but if you have any requests, just ask! As long as it is something that I, Xu Rushan, can do, I won't hesitate, and I will definitely satisfy all the masters!"

Xu Rushan's promise immediately made the eyes of many alchemists in the hall become hot.

Among this group of alchemists, at least they are all third-level alchemy masters, and more than half of them are fourth-level alchemists. Among these half of the fourth-level alchemists, five are intermediate fourth-level alchemists, and several others cannot tell their level.

Those who will be tempted by some empty promises are mostly third-level alchemists.

Every fourth-level alchemist is calm and measured, his eyes are above his head, and he will not act rashly without showing actual benefits.

"Old man Xu promised benefits, so you are naturally excited. But I don't want to say anything ugly before... If you can't cure my niece Qiu Ling, huh!"

Yan Zhongze snorted coldly, and the terrifying aura in the early stage of becoming a god was like a wind and a cloud, sweeping across the hall, and slapped a few cases on the side with his palm. In an instant, the cases were shattered, and the huge force was transmitted to the ground of the hall, causing the entire Paradise to be shaken.

Shaking violently, almost likely to collapse!

hiss!

This time, even though he was a fourth-level alchemist, there was a bit of shock on his face.

This Paradise Peak is Xu Rushan's natal magic weapon. It is a low-grade Xuantian spiritual treasure, but it was almost smashed to pieces by Yan Zhongze's palm!

How powerful is Yan Zhongze's palm power!

If everyone doesn't give Xu Rushan a satisfactory answer today, I'm afraid there will be some trouble...

With the benefits promised by Xu Rushan and the pressure exerted by Yan Zhongze, each of the alchemists finally calmed down and stood up one after another, clasping their fists towards Xu Rushan and Yan Zhongze.

"Xiaosheng is Wang Wei, a guest alchemist from the Wang family in Waihai. His alchemy skills are at the pinnacle of the third level. Xiaosheng believes that Miss Qiuling's condition is caused by the lungs. The medical classics say, 'Autumn belongs to gold, and gold governs the lungs.'

It's a disease of the five internal organs, caused by an imbalance of magic power. As long as Xiaosheng takes a third-level elixir, the young lady will be cured of her illness!" A young man in a green shirt was the first to clasp his fists.

It's just that his words, except for the one quoted from the medical classics, could make everyone nod, but the rest of his words were pure fart. Even Xu Rushan, a person who didn't understand medicine, shook his head in displeasure.

If a third-level elixir could cure Xu Qiuling, why would Xu Rushan go to such trouble to seek medical treatment?

There are almost a hundred third-level alchemists on Huanmo Fairy Island. Isn’t that enough?

"Master Wang's words are wrong..."

An old man in Confucian robes stood up, shook his head and objected.

"Hmph! Who are you? Wang looks a little unfamiliar to you. You are probably a low-level alchemist from somewhere!" Wang Wei was displeased.

"I, Yang Gu, am the elder of the 'Dan Island' in the inner sea." The old man shook his head with a smile, but his calm tone immediately caused the hall to tremble.

hiss!

Another shock spread through the hall. This time, even Xu Rushan and Yan Zhongze's expressions changed drastically. They stood up and bowed to the old man in Confucian robes with fists in his hands.

"It turns out to be Master Yang Gu, who is famous in the inner sea. I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful!"

The seven powers in the inner sea are Shenkong Island, Buzhou Zhou Family, Troll Demon Clan, Sword Island, Dongtian Island, Demon Sealing Palace, and the last force is Dan Island.

Due to the intensive study of alchemy techniques and the sale of high-end elixirs to masters in the inner sea, the status of Alchemy Island can be described as transcendent.

And this Yanggu is one of the top ten alchemy masters on Dan Island. This person has the cultivation level in the early stage of becoming a god. He has been immersed in the silver alchemy path for thousands of years and has already half-stepped into the fifth-turn alchemy technique!

Even if an alchemist of this level is seen in the middle stage of becoming a god, he must be treated politely. Xu and Yan would not dare to treat him lightly.

Yang Gu's words are certainly more important than Wang Wei, a mere rank 3 player.

"Hey, I'm so rude, senior Yang, please forgive me!" Wang Wei began to panic, fearing that he would offend Yang Gu with his rude remarks.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you offend me. It's just a matter of medical ethics. It must not be trivial. One wrong step can hurt someone's life. One wrong medicine can cost life or death. You need to remember..."

Yang Gu's tone was gentle and had the air of an elder. His words made Wang Wei look ashamed, and at the same time made many third-level alchemy masters feel ashamed.

Many people came here hoping to take a chance and had no confidence in curing Xu Qiuling. They just prescribed medicine randomly to try their luck.

This kind of thinking is the most undesirable thing in medicine.

"May I ask Master Yang, can my little girl be saved?" Xu Rushan rubbed his palms, feeling a little nervous.

"I'm sorry, I can only say that I can't cure your love with my fifth-level elixir. Your love's illness is caused by a lack of gold in your destiny. I think the reason for the lack of gold is probably something that fellow Taoist Xu has guessed.

It's because your Yuanci Kung Fu is too overbearing.

The gold energy that was drained out of the fetal body...Yin Yang and the Five Elements are the laws of nature, each of which is indispensable. Your beloved was short of gold and should have died early, but because of a fragment of an ancient sword implanted in her body,

It temporarily replenishes the gold energy, but this treats the symptoms rather than the root cause..."

Yang Gu sighed helplessly, feeling quite ashamed.

"Even the fifth-level alchemy master can't cure your love. Unless I, the alchemist, take action, there is a chance. The alchemy master is the sixth-level alchemy master! Apart from him, no one in this endless sea can save her.

Love, but Danzun has already traveled around the world and has not returned yet... Your love's lifespan will not exceed ten years..."

Yanggu's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Xu Rushan's heart.

If someone else said that Xu Qiuling was hopeless, Xu Rushan might be suspicious, but if Yang Gu said it himself, how could Xu Rushan not believe it...

Even Patriarch Dongxu could only sigh and remain silent.

Just as Yang Gu said, in the heart of the ancestor Dongxu, there are only two people who can save Xu Qiuling. One of them is the Alchemy Master Yang Gu mentioned. This person has traveled for hundreds of years and has not returned. Otherwise, Dongxu would have asked for the Alchemy Master long ago.

Save Xu Qiuling.

The other person who can save Xu Qiuling is Ning Fan. But Ning Fan also disappeared...

Xu Qiuling seemed not to have heard Yang Gu's words and was still immersed in the sound of her piano.

She has long been indifferent to life and death. She has prepared a flower grave and buried her in the flower field after her death.

If she had not met Ning Fan, Xu Qiuling would not have any regrets about dying. But now, she is worried that she will not be able to see Ning Fan for the last time before she dies.

Yang Gu's words were so weighty that they were like a death sentence, and no one dared to diagnose Xu Qiuling's illness.

All the alchemists shook their heads and said nothing. They had no way to cure Xu Qiuling. If they were to prescribe medicine shamelessly at this moment, it would be a shame.

"Ling'er! Don't worry! No one in the endless sea can save you, so I risked the world's disapproval as my teacher and took you all over the Eight Hundred Cultivation Kingdom, and went to the Rain Palace to find the Sixth Transformation Alchemist to cure you!"

Dongxu suddenly stood up, as if he had made some decision.

No one knew about Dongxu's cultivation. Only now did all the alchemists know that this dirty old man, Ganqing Dongxu, was Master Xu Qiuling. No wonder he could attend such an important occasion with his Nascent Soul cultivation.
To be continued...
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