Early the next morning, Wafang was taken hostage by Si Teng. Yan Furui was forced to go to Changming Xuezhai for help with Wang Qiankun, who was killed by a vine planted.
"No, I still don't believe it. The so-called Cuo tribe is just a legend left by our ancestors. There is nothing in modern society that cannot be explained by science. I'm going to the hospital and I'm going to use my medical skills to prove it to you. I have absolutely no problem.
"
Yan Furui suddenly stopped.
"Why did you stop suddenly?" Wang Qiankun looked happy, "Do you also agree with what I said?"
"By the way, how could I forget about him?"
Yan Furui suddenly remembered Xu Rui and ran towards Juyun Temple.
"Hey, where are you going? Wait for me."
The two of them, one after the other, soon arrived at the guest room of Juyunguan.
"Dong dong...!"
Knock on the door.
"Mr. Xu, is Mr. Xu at home?"
Wang Qiankun, who was out of breath after running, caught up with him.
"Yan...Yan Furui, can't you wait for me?"
I was about to continue asking.
With a 'squeak' sound, the courtyard door opened, and Yan Furui rushed in.
Seeing the familiar figure standing under the eaves, Yan Furui felt happy and ran over quickly.
"Mr. Xu, Master Xu Xuan, and Si Teng are back."
Of course Xu Rui knew that Si Teng was back, and his puppet sparrows had been monitoring Xingyun Pavilion.
"I know."
"You know?"
Xu Rui nodded and said, "Xingyun Pavilion is not far from here."
Yan Furui's eyes were full of hope, "Then can you defeat her?"
Xu Rui smiled and said, "We still need help from other Xuan masters in Xuanmen."
"Is he the Xu Zhengyang you mentioned?" Wang Qiankun asked after looking at him twice.
Yan Furui nodded.
"Come here, let me see the vine in your body." Xu Rui waved.
"Fujisa?"
Wang Qiankun instantly thought of the green fibers Si Teng put into his body.
I really wanted to insist that I was fine, but the pain that felt like a hundred claws scratching my heart was not fake.
He pursed his lips and walked over without any ambition.
Xu Rui held his right hand and immersed his consciousness. Sure enough, he saw six green fibers near his heart.
The moment the divine consciousness touches it, the golden finger appears.
"Teng Sha, eighth grade medium."
He frowned.
"Eighth-level magic. No, it should be magical power."
Si Teng's true form is the 'Yitian White Vine', a seventh-grade spiritual plant with such superior qualifications. Although it is unknown what treasure Qiu Shan used to forcibly transform into a demon, it is highly probable that her magical power reaches the eighth grade.
If you can become a demon through cultivation, your magical power will most likely reach the seventh level.
Therefore, ripening is generally not very good.
After a brief understanding, he withdrew.
Looking at Wang Qiankun's hopeful eyes, he shook his head.
"With my ability, I still can't help you unlock the vine kill."
This is Si Teng's back-up plan, he can't move it.
Wang Qiankun's eyes showed disappointment.
But he still said stubbornly: "There is no problem that science cannot solve. Yan Furui, please accompany me to the hospital."
Xu Rui took out the Hundred Soul Flag from the bag of magic and flicked it, and Wang Qiankun's soul flew out.
The body went limp.
"Kun'er, Kun'er, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Furui quickly stepped forward and hugged him.
The banner of hundreds of souls shakes, and the souls return to their places.
Wang Qiankun suddenly stood up.
He looked at Xu Rui blankly.
"Kun'er, are you okay?"
"you you you…!"
He pointed at Xu Rui with a trembling finger, his heart was churning, and he was dumbfounded.
"It feels good when the soul looks at its own body."
Xu Rui smiled.
Wang Qiankun shouted, turned around and ran outside.
Suddenly experiencing so many things that subverted his worldview, he felt like he was going crazy.
Xu Rui smiled, and with a thought in his heart, the silk rope around his waist flew over like lightning, wrapped around Wang Qiankun's waist and pulled him back.
"Again?"
Wang Qiankun was so desperate that he was caught every time he escaped.
Unable to stand firm for a moment, Wang Qiankun fell to the ground in despair and simply sat on the ground.
"Kun'er, are you okay? Kun'er, Wang Qiankun?"
"Why am I so unlucky? Why do I have to come to Cangcheng Mountain? Ah...!"
He burst into tears in despair.
Xu Rui shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, his magic power lifted Wang Qiankun up.
"Stop crying, crying won't solve the problem."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.
"Master Xu Xuan, where are you going?" Yan Furui asked quickly.
"Changming Mountain."
"Changming Mountain?"
The two looked at each other, and Wang Qiankun stopped crying and quickly chased after him.
After looking at Xu Rui in fear, "You... why did you go to Changming Mountain?"
"Isn't that the main rudder of the hanging gate? I've been admiring it for a long time, so I just happened to go and have a look. Don't worry, I have no grudges against you, Changming Xuezhai, and I won't do anything to your master."
Wang Qiankun breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to follow him, his vision went dark and he fell softly.
"Kun'er, Kun'er, why did you faint again?"
Xu Rui stretched out his hand, and a powerful solar power was integrated into his body. After flowing for a while, Wang Qiankun quickly woke up.
"What's wrong with me?"
"You fainted suddenly. Kun'er, are you sick?" Yan Furui asked with concern.
"He's not sick. It's because Fujisha absorbed a lot of energy in his body, and he was frightened again and again. He was tired and tired, which caused him to faint. He'll be fine if he takes a good rest."
After a pause, Xu Rui continued.
"But if you don't unlock the vines inside your body, your condition will never get better."
"I am done."
Wang Qiankun's face was full of despair.
"Kun'er, let's go to Changming Mountain right away. There are so many capable people in Xuanmen, they will definitely be able to save you."
"Yes, yes, go to Changming Mountain."
After repeated blows, Wang Qiankun finally accepted the reality and did not want to go to the hospital.
Xu Rui found Taoist Priest Ziyang and returned the remaining money.
It just so happens that he also needs some money from this world to spend.
Changming Mountain and Cangcheng Mountain are in the same province.
If you take a long distance ride, it will take three to four hours.
But it's too slow. Xu Rui would rather spend more money to take the high-speed rail.
"Suck!"
Looking at Yan Furui holding a bowl of instant noodles and eating with gusto.
"Is this your third bucket?"
Yan Furui raised his head and smiled honestly.
"My favorite thing to eat is instant noodles, but they are too expensive and I can't bear to eat them."
This time Xu Rui pays for travel expenses, so he will naturally not be polite.
"Mr. Xu, don't you want a bucket? It's delicious."
"No, thanks."
When he had no money, he often ate instant noodles to make ends meet as a bachelor. Now that he was wealthy, he didn't want to eat this.
"Yan Furui, Qiu Shan didn't teach you his Taoism?"
"No, Master said I am not suitable for cultivation."
Speaking of this, Yan Furui is not too disappointed. After all, it is not lost even if he has not owned it. He himself has an optimistic personality and will not take it to heart at all.
"Wang Qiankun, what about you? The magic of Changming Xuezhai should not have been lost."
Wang Qiankun leaned against the carriage inside weakly. He had absorbed a lot of energy from Teng Sha and looked sickly all the way.