As if he had experienced an extremely fierce fight, Wu Yazi suddenly fell onto the chair behind him when he pulled out the last needle. His face was frighteningly white, and even the hand holding the golden needle was trembling.

Qingwan quickly supported him, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master is fine. He just spent some energy and will be fine after a while." Wu Yazi shook his head tiredly and ordered Leng Ji: "Hurry and carry him into the bronze cauldron and keep the fire going."

Mu Qingwan glanced at Xia Houlie on the bed, his eyes were still closed, his face was pale, without a trace of blood or life, and she couldn't help but ask softly:

"Master, is he okay?"

"My fate is saved."

Wu Yazi stood up slowly, walked to the copper cauldron, tested the temperature of the concoction inside, added a few pieces of firewood, and then walked outside, "This concoction will be brewing until tomorrow morning. Master, I will go and rest first."

Please take good care of him."

Mu Qingwan burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you, Master."

Wu Yazi turned around and glanced at Xia Houlie on the bed, and smiled lightly, "Why are you so polite to Master? Girl, you don't look good either. Take a purple poria cocos, don't tire yourself out."

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"Yes, I understand, Master, please go and have a rest." When Mu Qingwan heard that Xia Houlie's life was no longer in danger, the tense string in her heart suddenly relaxed, and her whole body felt much more relaxed.

"Master Wan, you should go and take a rest. Leave this place to me. I will wake you up as soon as the master wakes up."

"No!" Mu Qingwan refused, "I want to stay here with him until he wakes up."

Leng Ji looked at her determined look, and had to go to the next room to move a soft couch. Just like this, Mu Qingwan sat on the soft couch, looking at Xia Houlie soaking in the copper tripod, while Leng Ji observed the medicine from time to time.

The temperature was lowered, firewood was added, and the two of them chatted a few words from time to time, and they were worried until dawn.

The night was so long, Mu Qingwan's whole heart was hanging. Although the master had said that Xia Houlie's life could be saved, she still couldn't help but worry.

The sky has turned pale. Xia Houlie's face is still pale, but her body is no longer twitching and her expression is much calmer. It seems that she can no longer feel the pain at all. Her heart skips a beat and she subconsciously reaches out with her fingers.

His breath and fingers trembled uncontrollably. When her fingertips felt the warm breath under his nose, her trembling calmed down and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

There was a noise at the door, and the two turned around to look. Wu Yazi was walking towards them. He walked to the bronze tripod and looked at the concoction inside, and then said:

"Young man, pick him up and follow me."

Leng Ji quickly took Xia Houxie out of the bronze tripod, followed Wu Yazi to a hot spring, put him in the hot spring water and sat down, Wu Yazi sat behind him, pressed his hands on his back and slowly exerted pressure on him.

Soon, the white water in the hot spring pool slowly turned black due to internal force. Mu Qingwan and Leng Ji were stunned to see it.

It wasn't until the entire hot spring pool turned black that Wu Yazi stopped exercising, picked up Xia Houlie and went to another hot spring pool to sit down. This process repeated itself until the fifth hot spring, and the water did not change.

Black, and Xia Houlie's face also turned rosy.

However, Wu Yazi's face turned extremely dark and blue.

Mu Qingwan was startled, and after Leng Ji carried Xia Houlie away to rest, she quickly supported him, "Master, what's wrong with you? Why does your face look so bad?"

Wu Yazi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and then smiled weakly:

"Girl, the poison in your husband is extraordinary. It took a lot of effort to bring him back from hell. You must cherish each other in the future."

Mu Qingwan bit her lip, feeling a throbbing pain in her heart: "I know, Master, you must be fine!"

Wu Yazi patted her hand, "It's okay. Master has his own sense of discretion. The poison in his body has been almost eliminated. Now there is only one last medicine left..."

"Is there still one more medicine left?" Mu Qingwan thought that Xia Houlie's poison had been completely removed, so she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes, if this medicine is missing, although his life is not in danger, he will not be able to walk or see for the rest of his life."

"What?!" Mu Qingwan was horrified, "Master, what medicine is needed?"

"Biyanguo." Wu Yazi stood up holding her hand. Mu Qingwan's body froze when he uttered these three words.

Bi Yan Guo grows at the bottom of a canyon called Broken Soul Valley in Piaomiao Peak. The valley bottom is very narrow and the terrain is very steep. Once a person goes down, the stones will fall under the heavy pressure until the entire Soul Broken Valley is completely filled.

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I heard Master said that Master’s mother was buried at the bottom of Soul-Dead Valley. When Master threw Master’s body down, Soul-Dead Valley seemed to have closed. Now if one more person falls down, the entire Soul-Dead Valley will be closed. Master said at that time that it would take a hundred years for the entire Soul-Dead Valley to close.

After that, Feng'er was asked to throw his body to the bottom of the Soul-Desolating Valley to keep his wife company. Once the valley closed, no one in the world could disturb him and his wife.

Therefore, if the only missing medicine is Biyanguo, then Xiahou Lie's legs and eyes have undoubtedly been sentenced to death, because once a person goes down, he cannot come back up and can only be buried at the bottom of the valley.

When Mu Qingwan thought that Xia Houlie would never be able to see or move his legs, she felt that her temples were pounding and her eyes were so sore. She held back the tears and confirmed again with a glimmer of hope:

"Master, is there no other medicinal material that can be substituted for Bi Yan Guo?"

Wu Yazi sighed, with a heavy expression on his face. After a while, he slowly shook his head.

"Then what if Feng'er is sent to pick? Will the Broken Soul Valley also close up?"

"Feng'er and Luan'er are bigger than the rest of us, so the consequences will only be more serious. It won't work at all."

Mu Qingwan's body suddenly collapsed, as if all her strength had been drained, "Is there really no way to do it?"

Wu Yazi covered his mouth and coughed. He closed his palms quietly to prevent Mu Qingwan from seeing the blood stains, and said softly:

"Girl, don't worry, my teacher will definitely find a way to make sure that you get an intact husband. You help me go to Tianxing Cave first, I have to stay in seclusion for three days."

Mu Qingwan knew that he had spent a lot of energy on Xia Hou Lie, so she had no choice but to suppress her thoughts and help him move forward. Just as he was about to sit on Feng'er's back, Wu Yazi suddenly said:

"It's better to help me go see your husband first."

Mu Qingwan happily agreed, and the two came to the room where Xia Houlie was lying. At this time, his complexion had improved a lot, but he was still unconscious. Wu Yazi walked over and held his hand, his deep eyes falling there for a long time.

Zhang Chen stared blankly at his sleeping handsome face for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking. After a long time, he stood up and let Mu Qingwan help him sit on Feng'er's back to the Tianxing Cave.

"Master, are you sure you're okay? Your face really doesn't look good at all..."

In fact, Mu Qingwan had already noticed something was wrong when she was at Xia Houlie's bedside. As she spoke, she wanted to check his pulse, but he held his hand and comforted her with a soft smile:

"Girl, don't worry. It's not like you don't know the master's medical skills. Although it does take a lot of effort to extract poison for your husband, it will be fine if you practice in seclusion for a while. It's not like you haven't seen the master like this before. What's more,

What's more, the master is already quite old. He will stay here for a few years and then go to find your wife. Your wife has been waiting for me for so long, so she must blame me..."

For some reason, Mu Qingwan always felt a little uneasy in her heart, as if something was about to happen. At this moment, hearing Wu Yazi say this felt like a needle pricking her heart, and her tone could not help but be filled with fear and annoyance:

"Master, please don't talk nonsense. You want to live a long life. You are not allowed to abandon your disciple so easily. Do you hear me?"

She recalled every moment she had spent with her master since childhood, and her eyes couldn't help but get moist. She hugged Wu Yazi's neck and said coquettishly in his arms:

"Master, you must promise me to take good care of yourself, okay? I haven't introduced my husband to you yet. He will be very happy to see you, and you will also like him very much..."

Wu Yazi touched her head and said lovingly:

"Yes, he looks like a dragon or a phoenix among people at first sight. Girl, you have very good taste." After a pause, he added:

"Girl, promise Master that you will take good care of him and accompany him in the future, and don't let him be lonely and sad, okay?"

Mu Qingwan was startled for a moment, then chuckled, looked up at his solemn expression, and pretended to be jealous: "Master likes him so much without knowing him at all. It really makes my disciple jealous."

Only then did Wu Yazi realize that he seemed to have revealed too much emotion. He coughed and continued walking into the cave while holding her hand.

Mu Qingwan helped him sit down cross-legged on the ice bed, and then said:

"Then Master, let's go into seclusion. I'll go out first."

"Girl..." After walking a few steps, Wu Yazi called out to her.

She immediately turned around and asked, "Master, is there anything else you can do?"

A hint of pain flashed in Wu Yazi's eyes, and he stared at her quietly. After struggling for a long time, he finally said nothing and only whispered:

"Girl, remember to bring your husband with you in three days to pick him up from seclusion."

Mu Qingwan smiled and nodded: "Master, don't worry. When he wakes up, I don't need to tell him that he will definitely be eager to see you."

Wu Yazi closed his eyes in relief: "Go, kid."

Mu Qingwan glanced at him again. She wondered if she had an illusion. She always felt that her master was filled with an inexplicable sadness. Even her usually strong spirit suddenly looked a little gray at this moment, as if she had suddenly aged a lot.

Hearing that she didn't move, Wu Yazi opened his eyes again, which were full of kindness and doting:
Chapter completed!