Chapter 210: The body of Zhiyang turns out to be in your body??
A room in the Holy Land.
The appearance may seem unremarkable, and it may not be very resplendent, but every part is extremely exquisite. There are rosewood tables and chairs. On the table are placed the unique Yue porcelain of Jiangnan, three bottles with copper-green glaze, and copper
The lamp is dyed with agarwood.
On the red sandalwood table, there are some strange things, inlaid with gold and jade, placed next to them. There is a bookshelf with various classics on it, covering all three religions and nine schools.
The floor is covered with thick carpets, making no sound.
In this typical Jiangnan room, there was a chaotic flow of people, and it seemed that everyone in the room looked a little flustered.
Reflected on the shiny copper mirror was a young face that could not conceal its haggard and gloomy look. The face was pale, colorless, and unconscious.
There were candles lit in the room, which reflected the many faces around him, but they were all women.
The Qingping sword was placed next to the person on the bed, and the blood stains on it had disappeared.
Wenren sat on the bed Pingxin, stretched out his hand to touch his face, pursed his red lips, his heart was spinning a thousand times, and he was speechless and choked.
"Next!!"
The sound of running out of oil and lamp still seemed to be echoing in my ears, and he looked like he was standing on the Immortal Platform with a sword in his hand and a look of disdain.
"The meridians are damaged and the qi and blood are exhausted?"
Although she doesn't understand medical skills, people who have reached her level have a far better understanding of all aspects of the body than others. You can tell a lot by detecting the breath.
It was raining outside and there was a splashing sound.
The long night was silent and dark, with only a few dim candles flickering on and off.
Su Bei has been in a coma for a day and a night.
Mo Xingjian and others also fainted, but it was obvious that the situation was not as serious as that of Su Bei. After taking Qi and Blood Pills and recovering naturally for a period of time, they would be much better.
As early as when Su Bei fainted, he had already taken the first-grade Qi and Blood Pills. It was only then that Wenren Pingxin realized that he did not have any of the first-grade pills that Mo Xingjian had refined for him that day.
Take one.
"Senior sister, go and rest."
"..."
Shan Wulan looked at Wenren Pingxin and spoke calmly. She had just come out of Shan Wique's room.
Shan Wuque's injuries were not serious, he had already woken up, and then hurriedly came here.
This is the Holy Temple, and you can hear the discussions of the Holy Land disciples along the way, but most of them revolve around Elder Su of the Sword Sect.
His words were filled with admiration and full of respect.
Nowadays, in the eyes of the world, the Sword Sect has gradually ceased to be that Sword Sect. At least in these few battles, the swordsman's character has truly been revealed.
Wenren glanced at Shan Wulan calmly, then nodded, looked at the remaining women in the room, and said haggardly:
"You three, please follow me and let your master have a good rest..."
"..."
After saying that, he pulled Xiao Ruoqing, who had a reluctant face and misty eyes, Mo Li, whose lips were biting and turning purple, and Mo Li, who was crying with pear blossoms and raining rain, leaving the room.
The door is closed.
Shan Wulan sat beside the bed and looked at him silently.
Gently opening the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, he put a first-grade Good Fortune Pill into his mouth. Although he didn't understand why he didn't eat any of the many Good Fortune Pills he had, this Good Fortune Pill always had a broken character.
The effect of turning a cocoon into a butterfly, perhaps for Su Bei, this elixir will have the greatest effect when absorbed at this time.
Not a bad thing either.
Stroking his cheek, it seems that only at this moment does this man truly belong to you.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, feeling his even breathing, she gently leaned forward and kissed his lips with a hint of blood.
The lips and teeth are alternated and then divided.
He straightened his clothes and gently unfolded his clothes.
You can feel his warm body temperature, bit by bit, from chest to waist, to...
"Um?"
Shan Wulan's cold eyes blinked, and his breathing was a little heavy and hot.
I glanced out the window with a slight guilty conscience. The shadows of several people were still clearly imprinted on the door.
Xiao Ruoqing's voice can still be heard outside the door, seeming to be saying something:
"Queen Lin of the ancient Dongfeng Kingdom borrowed an exquisite bead from Master before. That thing has the effect of strengthening meridians. It should also have an effect on damaged meridians..."
Shan Wulan trembled slightly with his hands, like a cat doing bad things secretly, and lifted the brocade quilt on Su Bei's body.
...
Exquisite beads?!
Wen Renping was moved. It seemed that Su Bei had mentioned this thing to him that night, and if he wanted to use it, he had to wear navy blue clothes...
He raised his head, looked at the already very late sky, and said:
"Go find Donghuang now..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a handsome man followed by a woman in phoenix embroidery hurried towards this direction.
The voice that came seemed to have a hint of urgency:
"How is Elder Su's injury?"
Wenren Pingxin smiled bitterly. Although his eyes were a little surprised, he still looked at Donghuang and said:
"It's nothing serious. I'm just worried that the damage to the meridians will cause some disease."
"..."
Ji Nanjue's expression was obviously a little heavy. She looked at the closed door, thought for a while and said softly:
"Who's in there?"
After he finished speaking, he felt that he was not from the Jian Sect, so his words were a bit rash. When he was about to explain something, Lin Jinyu beside him said:
"Although Donghuang and Elder Su have never met each other several times, they are particularly 'sympathetic' to each other, so they are a little anxious..."
"..."
It's just that I have other thoughts in my heart, so the words "sympathizing with each other" sound particularly heavy.
However, several people were immersed in heaviness and had no time to study this woman's words.
Wenren Pingxin raised her eyebrows. She didn't know that Donghuang still had friendship with Su Bei, but she looked at Donghuang with a hint of unbearability.
——How would he feel if he knew that his wife's bellyband was still in Su Bei's hands?
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"cough--"
"That's right...the ninth elder is taking care of Su Bei inside."
"..."
Ji Nanjue thought about it for a moment and looked at Wenren Pingxin:
"Elder Wenren, Ji once knew some small skills in a secret realm, which may be helpful to Elder Su's injury."
"I don't know..."
Wenren Pingxin was stunned for a moment, although she didn't think Ji Nanjue could see anything. After all, many people had checked, and it was just a damaged meridian and broken ribs.
This kind of injury, whether big or small, can easily leave the root of the disease.
But Donghuang came all the way, so he couldn’t turn him away, right?
Then he opened the door.
Creak——
Then he looked at Shan Wulan, who had a somewhat rosy face, with a strange expression.
He looked at the brocade quilt covering Su Bei's body again. It seemed as if someone had lifted it up, especially since there were wrinkles around the waist...
However, with Dong Huang next to him, Wenren Pingxin didn’t have much time to think about it and coughed lightly:
"Wulan, junior brother, are you awake?"
Shan Wulan had regained his cool look and shook his head.
For some reason, he subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.
Mo Li raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and looked at her like this. Shan Wulan also looked at her unwillingly.
Ji Nanjue nodded at Shan Wulan, then walked forward, followed by a group of women, sitting on the chairs next to the bed.
That hand, as slender and soft as a woman's, rested on Su Bei's wrist, imbuing it with a trace of spiritual energy.
And as Ji Nanjue's spiritual energy appeared, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop a few points in an instant.
Wenren Pingxin looked at Ji Nanjue curiously, not knowing what kind of physique he had, that he could be so special!?
Could it be that extremely cold bloodline? It’s nothing more than Donghuang’s strength being so powerful.
Ji Nanjue closed her eyes gently, and the Yin Qi in her body continued to swim around Su Bei's body, feeling his physical condition.
Su Bei's body was in a mess, his meridians were in disarray, and they were intertwined with each other. His spiritual energy was extremely congested, gathering in his Dantian.
Indeed, as I heard people say, the meridians are seriously damaged...
He sighed softly, and there was nothing he could do, so he could only rest.
Just when he was about to pull the spiritual energy out of his body, he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be stuck in the mud.
Then, an indescribable burning heat came from Su Bei's body.
"hiss--"
Ji Nanjue looked strange, feeling the Yin Qi in her body flowing continuously, and there was actually cold sweat overflowing from her forehead.
"ah--"
There was an exclamation, but the voice was a little thin.
The people around looked at Ji Nanjue with strange expressions.
Bitingly cold air began to emit from his whole body, like a lump of ice.
Ji Nanjue paid no attention to the outside world, closed her eyes tightly, and carefully controlled her spiritual energy.
The inexplicable burning heat in Su Bei's body seemed to be naturally restraining himself, clinging to his own spiritual energy!
Finally, everyone also discovered something strange.
The temperature in this room alternates between freezing cold and scorching hot, with the two extreme temperatures constantly cycling back and forth.
Is it possible?
Wenren Pingxin looked at Ji Nanjue in shock.
Does he really have a way?!
The cold spiritual energy in the room continued to gather, and Ji Nanjue seemed to suddenly think of something, and the shock in her heart could no longer be hidden.
He let go of the coldness in his body and allowed the man lying on the brocade to absorb it, with his heart beating violently.
Bang bang bang——
This is the solstice.
Then, the phoenix eyes looked at the person in front of him with an indescribable and complicated meaning.
——The body of the Supreme Sun that I have been looking for for so many years turns out to be in your body.
Why is it you? Brother Bei?
For so many years, I have been searching all the time, and today I have already given up.
But at the moment when he let go, his hundreds of years of expectations appeared in front of him in such a dramatic way?
Is this fate?
That night, I met him under Buhui Cliff, drank with him in the vast sea of Taoist temple, and agreed to meet him again at Dongting Stream...
But...how do you describe all this?
For a moment, my intestines were filled with knots, and all kinds of tastes filled my heart.
...
It seems that he was stimulated by Ji Nanjue's Yin Qi, or maybe the effect of the first-grade good fortune pill that Su Bei took was beginning to appear, or maybe it was Shan Wulan who had been there before...
Ji Nanjue clearly felt Su Bei's fingers and twitched them slightly.
Then the movements became louder and louder, his forehead was flushed with heat, sweat continued to overflow from his body, and the pale hand tightly grasped Ji Nanjue's hand.
Ji Nanjue suddenly froze and let Su Bei's big hand pull her tightly.
Everyone in the room saw this scene and looked at the two people holding hands in disbelief. A chill came from Wenren Pingxin's back. She was very sure that it was not because the room was too cold.
Could it be that Subei is...
"Cough cough cough——"
A somewhat weak voice came out.
Su Bei thinks that he is a great man who likes to be close to nature, so when he feels that there are many discomforts in his body, such as the vagina is too wet, the yin and yang in the body are not balanced, and there are too many women around him that disturb his rest and breathing.
Not comfortable either...
He opened his eyes and looked at that beautiful face.
Um!
Su Bei admitted that the first adjective that came to his mind was 'beautiful'.
It seemed that I saw another face through his face, which seemed similar, but more beautiful and softer.
It was over, Su Bei looked at himself holding Brother Ji's big hand with some despair.
——I turned out to be really glass.
But he didn't notice that Ji Nanjue's face was flushed and she didn't dare to look at him.
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"Beibei, you finally woke up..."
"How does it feel?"
"Master, how do you feel about your body? Are you okay? Wuwuwu..."
"Master."
"Silently (gesticulating anxiously)."
Various noises and chirping sounds echoed in Su Bei's ears, and alluring faces came to him in an instant, mixed with various fragrances that filled the tip of Su Bei's nose.
Su Bei happily wanted to close his eyes again and let himself be quiet for a while.
However, so many people are obviously here to care about me, so closing their eyes like this seems a little unkind to me, which is too unreasonable.
He let go of Ji Nanjue's delicate little hand without leaving a trace. Feeling it was so silky and delicate, the pain in his heart became deeper and deeper. He didn't want to be a pervert...
But for some reason, I care more and more about Ji Nanjue.
Su Bei didn't know that this was due to the instinct of the body, the mutual attraction of the highest yang and the highest yin, and the connection caused by the subtle influence.
"It's okay, it's just a few broken bones. What does it have to do with it?"
"..."
"It doesn't matter. I've been in a coma for a day and a night. Why don't you just die? Save yourself the trouble?"
Wenren Pingxin glared at Su Bei fiercely, stepped forward and hit Su Bei's head hard, then turned to look at Ji Nanjue who had returned to normal, and said with gratitude:
"Thank you Donghuang for your help."
While speaking, he glanced at Su Bei who was still smiling:
"Why don't you thank Donghuang quickly?"
Su Bei rubbed his head. Although there was still labor pain all over his body, he was fine overall.
There was still a trace of icy coldness and heat in the body, and it seemed that there was a huge and pure energy gathered in the Dantian that had not been completely absorbed.
broken!
How can I let myself take Yipin Good Fortune Pill?
Isn’t this a cow chewing a peony?
"Thank you, Brother Ji. Speaking of which, why are you here? Didn't you go to watch the ring battle?"
"..."
"Donghuang was restless for a long time when he saw Elder Su was injured. He hurried over as soon as the ring battle was over."
Standing in the corner of the bed, Lin Jinyu narrowed her eyes and looked at Su Bei with deep meaning. Her words were full of indescribable sadness, just like the resentful woman in the palace...
"I'm afraid even Dong Huang wouldn't behave like this when I'm injured. The friendship between Elder Su and Dong Huang is really... strong!"
Lin Jinyu admitted that the moment she saw Su Bei injured, she felt a little nervous in her heart.
But then this feeling was forcibly suppressed by himself. This was absolutely treasonous for both himself and Donghuang...
Su Bei looked at this woman with a guilty conscience. He always felt a little jealous towards her and Brother Ji.
Wanting to change the topic, his three prodigal disciples looked at him eagerly. If they got involved, they would probably cause more trouble for him.
Finally, his eyes noticed the white-haired woman, who was also looking at him.
"Um, Wulan, are you there too? How is your sister?"
I just confirmed my relationship with her, and there are so many women around me, which feels a bit aboveboard...
Shan Wulan's eyes were still calm and cold, but there was a trace of unconcealable worry on his face:
"She is fine and has woken up."
"Oh, all right......"
I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while.
A group of women looked at Su Bei with big eyes and small eyes. Outside the door, there seemed to be female disciples sent by the Holy Land to serve Su Bei. They were lying on the side of the door and peeking in secretly.
After a long time, Su Bei finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He wanted to break the weird atmosphere where a bunch of people were looking at animals, so he said in a hoarse voice:
"So thirsty..."
Several disciples and Dan Wulan subconsciously wanted to pour water for Su Bei at the same time. After seeing each other's actions, they stopped at the same time.
They looked at each other neatly, Xiao Ruoqing looked at Shan Wulan and said:
"Uncle Ninth Master...it's better for you to go."
The voice was filled with reluctance.
Shan Wulan glanced at her, then walked to the low rosewood table and poured a glass of warm water.
Wenren Pingxin stepped forward, lifted Su Bei's body up, and stuffed a pillow behind him.
Shan Wulan held the quilt and handed the water cup to the corner of Su Bei's mouth, feeding him carefully.
Ji Nanjue looked at the few people and looked at each other with Lin Jinyu, with a strange look on his face.
harmonious?
"What time is it now?"
Su Bei swallowed a mouthful of warm water and felt that his throat felt much more comfortable, so he asked casually.
"Xu Shi." Mo Li said.
"Is it already so late? Who wins today?"
Su Bei was a little curious about this, although he already had the result in his mind.
"Buddhism." Mo Li said calmly as before.
Su Bei nodded and lay on the pillow.
At that time, I didn't feel anything during the battle, but now I feel heartbreaking pain, but in front of so many people, it is obvious that I can't scream with my teeth bared.
Looking at Xiao Ruoqing with an unhealthy expression, she pretended to be a master:
"Did you practice well when you were unconscious?"
"Hey! If you don't pay attention as a teacher, you won't study hard and go practice as soon as possible. You guys..."
"..."
Just as he was preparing to make a long speech about how ashamed she was and ask these prodigal disciples to leave here first, he heard Xiao Ruoqing say seriously:
"Even when the master was unconscious, the disciple never stopped practicing and practiced beside the master."
"Uncle Master knows this."
"..."
His eyes are resolute, unwilling to let the wind fall, for fear of getting out first.
Su Bei sighed and patted his head.
Why do you want to wake up?
Just as he was feeling emotional, he saw Sword Girl gently massaging her calf, her little hands feeling slightly cold.
——Su Bei burst into tears, it must be his precious disciple...
Several female Holy Land disciples outside the house peeked at Su Bei inside the house and whispered:
"Has Elder Su woke up? The saint asked you to take care of him personally... Are you just trying to fish out like this?"
A female disciple with a round face said:
"How do you get into this scene inside? Are the manpower arranged by the saint simply redundant...So many people are taking care of me so carefully, how embarrassing is it for me to go..."
"These women are all stunningly beautiful. How come such perfect women are all around Elder Su? And why do I always feel that the atmosphere inside is weird, as if it's that..."
"As a woman, I know it all too well. This kind of look, hey! It's sinful..."
An older female disciple from the Holy Land looked at the scene in the room with a deep look on her face and said quietly:
"You are still young and have never experienced these things, and neither have I. I have only heard of two women fighting for husbands... How many people are there here?"
"Looking at each other, seeing Elder Su is like a bee encountering honey...a mosquito touches your arm and wants to sting you."
"Well, there is another man, and his eyes are also fiery."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, that's Donghuang."
While they were discussing, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door.
The round-faced female disciple stared at the red gauze figure not far away, shook her head in excitement, and didn't know where the popcorn came from in her hand: