Xiao Danfeng, it was not just Ye Fei who was kidnapped.
On the top of the mountain, those high-quality medicinal materials from previous years were also taken away.
The rest of the items were not moved, after all, time was limited.
Lu Changan and Shi Manrong looked at each other thoughtfully and had a rough guess.
There are only two possibilities for He Yuanwu to do this:
"First, He Yuanwu needs Ye Fei to treat shady patients."
Ye Fei has been stationed in Wuqi Mountain for decades, and his medical and pharmacological skills are well-known in the surrounding area. Especially the eldest lady who saved the Tengxing Chamber of Commerce, which greatly boosted his reputation.
"Second, He Yuanwu doesn't want Ye Fei to save someone and avoid this possibility in advance."
Recalling what He Yuanwu said before leaving, Lu Changan leaned toward the latter.
Recently, He Yuanwu jumped out and targeted Huanglong Mountain.
"According to intelligence, the remaining lineage of Huanglong Mountain was not hunted down on a large scale after escaping from Huanglong Immortal City."
"On the one hand, Lihuo Palace intervenes to mediate and maintain order, so that those big forces can't openly pursue and kill."
"On the other hand, the Huanglong Mountains gave up their core interests, and some personal grudges were settled in that night's battle. There is no profit to be gained by continuing to pursue them. Instead, they may face the backlash of both the enemy and the enemy."
However, there are still a few monks who do not want to let go of the remaining lineage of Huanglong Mountain.
He Yuanwu is a typical representative.
After Huanglongshan's betrayal, he wanted to see Fu Xuemei's lineage make a comeback more than anyone else.
…
"Could it be said that there were injured high-level officials in the Huanglong Mountains who fled to the surrounding areas?"
Lu Changan and Shi Manrong came to Xiaoguifeng Cave to discuss countermeasures in secret.
"The Huanglong Mountain lineage used to have a good relationship with us. Now that we are weak, even if we come to you, we still have something to ask for. We tell the truth, so there won't be any conflicts."
Lu Changan and the other two are not very worried about Huanglong Mountain.
"On the contrary, He Yuanwu has a very bad reputation and is a potential threat to Wu Qishan."
Lu Changan said thoughtfully.
He Yuanwu "took" Ye Yaoshi away unreasonably, and he might have taken action against them for some reason.
Lu Changan and Shi Xianzi were able to survive, not only because of their strong strength and ability to protect the Tao, but also because they had a quasi-third-level formation.
There is another important factor. The two have wider connections than Ye Fei.
"It seems that He Yuanwu has not joined any forces in recent years?"
Lu Changan confirmed.
"No."
Shi Xianzi shook his head and said: "This person betrayed Huanglong Mountain and only temporarily cooperated with the anti-Huanglong Mountain alliance. Later, Fu Xuemei formed a true elixir, and the alliance naturally collapsed."
"He Yuanwu has a bad reputation and an unpleasant temperament. No one in the serious big forces is willing to accept him as a traitor. Small and medium-sized forces dare not serve him."
The forces in the world of cultivating immortals also look at character and reputation when recruiting talents.
For example, most forces are willing to recruit "good old" technical talents like Lu Changan.
"Rebeling from Huanglong Mountain, He Yuanwu didn't live a better life."
Lu Changan smiled. He was not afraid of a fake elixir man with no powerful background.
In recent years, He Yuanwu has mainly had certain cooperative relationships with some large chambers of commerce and black market forces.
In essence, he is still a casual cultivator.
…
Early next morning.
An inconspicuous spirit horse carriage broke through the formation fog outside Wuqi Mountain.
A stooped old servant weakly held the horse's reins, looking at the three main peaks with empty eyes:
"Master Dong, we have arrived at Wuqi Mountain. Which main peak should we go to?"
"I can't trust other people. Let's go to Xiaogui Peak first."
The man in the carriage seemed to have already thought about it and spoke without hesitation.
The formation's light circulated, and the carriage rose smoothly into the air, heading straight for Little Turtle Peak.
In the carriage, a woman's groan of pain could be heard faintly, but it was isolated by the ban and could not be detected by the outside world.
"Miss Lan, could you please inform Master Lu that I have something urgent to meet you?"
Inside the carriage, a strange man's face appeared. He looked tired and looked about thirty or forty years old.
The maid Lan Rou took the token and went to the cave to report it.
"Brother Fu, please come in."
Not long after, a man in white, as gentle as jade, came over and opened the formation.
"Friend Lu Dao."
The strange middle-aged man's face was filled with joy and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He said hello, and the servant behind him drove a carriage into Xiaogui Peak.
Through the gap in the car curtain, Lu Changan faintly saw a slim figure lying in the car, seemingly in a coma.
"Lu knows something about your sister's situation. To avoid wasting time, let me inform you in advance: Just yesterday, Ye Yaoshi from Xiaodanfeng was kidnapped by He Yuanwu."
Lu Changan sighed bitterly.
The strange middle-aged man is Fu Dong in disguise. The identity of the injured and unconscious woman in the carriage goes without saying.
This is the first time that Xiaogui Peak has welcomed a distinguished guest from the True Alchemy Monk, even though he came in lying down.
…
Lu Changan came out to meet him, asked the maid to avoid him, and activated the phantom formation on the Little Turtle Peak to cover up the outside world.
"He Yuanwu is this beast! Even Huanglong Mountain's former hostile forces are not as stubborn as him."
Fu Dong cursed angrily.
Thinking of his seriously injured and comatose sister, he took a deep breath to calm down.
"Sister's injury cannot be delayed any longer. Fellow Daoist Lu, are there any monks with superb medical skills nearby?"
"I'm afraid there won't be any more."
Lu Changan knew that a dabbler with a little dabble should not try to save the alchemy monks.
Even if Ye Fei is really in Wuqi Mountain, I'm afraid he doesn't have much confidence.
"Brother Lu's wood-type health-preserving power is good at healing and warming. Can you help my sister take a look at it?"
Fu Dong suddenly gritted his teeth, as if treating a dead horse as a live doctor, and suggested.
"Me? Where did Brother Fu hear the rumors?"
Lu Changan was startled and laughed.
He does have some medical skills, but he is not a professional.
"This...I heard Miss Shen from Tengxing Chamber of Commerce mention it."
Fu Dong's eyes flickered and he said bravely.
Lu Changan secretly thought that it was indeed no secret that he had healed Shen Bixin, but he had not mentioned the care to her.
Even if Shen Bixin knew it, this woman didn't look like a talkative person.
Obviously, the information Fu Dong knew should come from Huanglongshan's intelligence investigation.
Of course, it is normal for Huanglongshan to have investigated Lu Changan.
Except that Fu Xuemei once replaced Lu Changan's Foundation Establishment Pill. Later, after the relationship between the two parties became harmonious, Huanglongshan considered recruiting Lu Changan.
"Friend Lu Dao, we have been tricked by a villain and cannot find a suitable doctor nearby. At least, Friend Lu is more trustworthy than others."
After Fu Dong finished speaking, he bowed.
"Please Master Lu Fu take action to save my young lady."
The stooped old servant drove the carriage to the edge of the pool, clasped his hands and asked in a hoarse voice.
Lu Changan glanced at the old servant and sensed the dying breath on his body.
"You only have a few days left to live, but you are still struggling to support me. You are such a loyal servant!"
He sighed secretly.
Wow!
The Xuanshui Turtle was burping by the pool. When he saw the rickety old servant approaching, he instinctively shuddered and dived into the pool.
"Go in first."
Lu Changan felt an inexplicable chill on his feet. He glanced at the old servant and finally nodded.
The old servant looked relaxed, glanced at the black water turtle secretly watching him in the pool, and praised in a low voice:
"Just looking at this turtle's accomplishments in the Turtle Breathing Technique, its owner is not an ordinary monk. Maybe we have taken the right step!"
"Really?" Fu Dong's eyes lit up, his face filled with anticipation.
Lu Changan could not hear the private conversation between the two.
Lu Changan welcomed Fu Dong to the cave mansion.
The old servant drove the carriage and drove in.
Perhaps Fu Xuemei's injury was too serious, so Fu Dong did not move her down.
The moment the cave door closes.
Lu Changan looked solemn and his thoughts were flying.
He never expected that this famous legendary figure would come to Little Turtle Peak and ask for help from him before he died.
If he hadn't been able to sense longevity, he wouldn't have been able to see the truth in it.
With only a few days left to live, and with such a bad physical condition, a foundation-building monk would have been lying on the bed dying, on his deathbed.
"During the Battle of Huanglong Mountain more than ten years ago, Huanglong's real strength dropped to the early stage of the true elixir, and now he is even weaker..."
"Xiang Jinglong either didn't know Fu Xuemei's condition, or he had suspicions about it, so he only dared to make trouble in the dark."
As for the fact that Master Huanglong deceived the monks from all walks of life by pretending to die, Lu Changan was not very surprised.
He was also able to do this in his previous life.
After all, none of the major sects sent real senior officials to the funeral.
Under the irreversible trend, Huanglong Zhenren had no choice but to abandon Huanglong Mountain and secretly preserve his successors.
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"Let me explain in advance that Mr. Lu's medical skills are mediocre and he is not at all confident in treating Zhendan cultivators."
Lu Changan emphasized before taking action.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the wood-type exercises you practice have good healing effects, and combined with Lao Cheng's guidance, there should be a lot of hope."
The old servant smiled.
At this moment, both parties knew it well and did not deliberately mention names, otherwise it would have been a lot of trouble.
Lu Changan sighed, walked into the carriage, and saw the female True Alchemy nun with a pale face, like an orchid in an empty valley.
Even in a coma without opening her eyes, Fu Xuemei's appearance and temperament were better than those of most female nuns in the world.
Lu Changan felt Fu Xuemei's pulse, and the white jade skin on the latter's wrists was cold and revealed faint blue lines.
Evergreen Mana carefully probed.
If it is at its peak state, the elixir power of a true elixir monk will automatically resist external forces and can kill ordinary foundation builders in an instant.
However, Fu Xuemei is too weak now. So weak that an ordinary foundation-building monk can easily kill her.
After investigating for a moment, Lu Changan's face was solemn and confused.
Fu Xuemei suffered extremely serious internal injuries, concentrated in her abdomen, where several real-life alien auras were intertwined and continued to cause damage.
Fu Xuemei's gossamer-thin elixir power, combined with several precious third-level secret medicines, managed to suppress the injuries there and protect the "true elixir" from further damage.
That area, except where the "real elixir" is located, is connected to a certain organ of the woman.
Lu Changan initially determined that Fu Xuemei had lost her fertility.
The damage there is irreversible.
In critical situations, you must give up and give up.
You can only choose between Master Jiedan’s true elixir and that organ.
This is probably the instinctive decision of Huang Long and Fu Xuemei.
"Senior, why don't you take action to save people yourself? At least it's safer than trying half-heartedly next time."
Lu Changan asked knowingly.
From the perspective of his previous life, he knew that the current Master Huanglong, combined with the secret medicine, was actually capable of saving Fu Xuemei.
"The exercises I practice are powerful, but they are not good at healing injuries."
The old servant paused and explained.
"What's more important is that the enemy is peeping in secret. The old man's wish has not yet been fulfilled, and he only has one chance to take action."
"I see."
Lu Changan nodded.
Master Huang Long only took action once.
You will die after using it!
If used to save people, it can only get Fu Xuemei out of crisis.
Fu Xuemei has just woken up, and her strength is very low. It will take at least a year and a half to recover to her peak.
If we rush to save people, no one may survive in the end.
Although Fu Xuemei's injury is serious, it is not terminally ill.
If he can be saved by a doctor, it will be safer for Huanglong to retain the chance to take action.
"We don't have much time, so please take action, Little Friend Lu. When it's done, I'll give you a gift of thanks."
The old servant clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.
Looking at the rickety figure in front of me.
Lu Changan recalled that back then, in front of the Qingming Secret Realm, he did not dare to look directly at Huang Long, so he could only look at him from the corner of his eyes for fear of being noticed.
Today, this legendary alchemy monk who is dying makes such a sincere request to himself.
"The matter has come to this, I have no choice."
Lu Changan took a deep breath and seemed to calm his mind.
His hand was slightly trembling, and he was using Evergreen Magic Power to place it against Fu Xuemei's abdomen through the moon-white dress.
For this kind of serious injury, pharmacists in the foundation-building stage must go all out, be cautious, and cannot tolerate any mistakes, so they cannot perform air-to-air treatment with ease.
"Hmm~ah!"
As soon as they made contact, Fu Xuemei's eyebrows showed pain, as if she was heartbroken, and her face became paler.