On the sword cultivator's side, every once in a while, he and Junior Sister Shuang Meng would send a messenger spirit stone to report that they were safe, creating a sense of deja vu like the cultivator's version of Kudo Shinichi.
Jiang Li was full of guilt.
Someday I still have to think of a way to solve the problem of the sword cultivator's clone.
Firstly, don't tear up such a Taoist couple, and secondly, with a treasure as big as Asura's corpse placed here, it would be really uncomfortable for him to not be able to get in.
However, the evil ghosts in the ruins have been dead for a long time, and they don't retain much memory.
Jiuyou's clones didn't find much useful information from them.
All we know now is that the metal bracelet from the Black Lotus ruins can suppress the blood of madness, but there is only one bracelet, and the effect is obviously not enough.
Jiang Li plans to look up the classics of the Black Lotus Sect after returning to the sect. After all, the traces of such a large Fang Tianyin are there, and the Tibetan Scripture Valley was also the main force in the destruction of the Black Lotus Sect. There should still be relevant records.
existing.
If he couldn't get any useful information from the sect, then Jiang Li would have to consider whether to melt the spirit-breaking black sword and make another bracelet on his own.
After discussing some matters with Yan Hong, Jiang Li left the other party an annual pass for Qingshan Residence, and left the burial coffin with Jiuyou's clone, before boarding the flying boat and rushing towards the sect.
Yan Hong's cultivation level was still too weak, and even the luck merchant structure was severely affected.
As Jiang Li becomes stronger and stronger, he will inevitably be unable to keep up. Even being a qualified logistics businessman will be difficult.
Therefore, it is best to mention his cultivation level as much as possible.
With the help of a large amount of elixirs and Qingshanju's rich spiritual energy, his cultivation speed should be greatly accelerated, and it is not impossible to rival or even surpass the best spiritual roots.
Originally, if I wanted to improve my cultivation level quickly, Jiuyou Earth Fruit should be the best choice.
But Jiang Li didn't want to do such a thing, completely taking his friend's life and death into his own hands, or even changing Yan Hong's personality.
....
Time passed by and it was already the next day.
Near Qingshan Residence, several teams of city lord's palace guards directly sealed off the area without giving any face.
This brought Qingshanju’s turnover for the day to almost zero.
Jiang Li, who was on the flying boat, was meditating in his room, and most of his mind had fallen into the body of layman Qingshan.
He was still dressed in the mask and blue shirt. After leaving Qingshan Residence, he walked towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
There were a lot of monks paying attention to him along the way. The incident in Qingshan Residence was quite troublesome. People from the City Lord's Mansion came to the door many times to cause trouble. He couldn't hide this matter even if he wanted to.
This was a big blow to the newly established Qingshanju, but Jiang Li didn't care much about it.
With Jindan level footwork, Jiang Li arrived at the place very quickly.
The City Lord's Mansion is no longer at the level of the Zhumen Courtyard. It is almost like a small city built in the Evernight City.
The city walls are also equipped with powerful air-breaking crossbows, and their defense specifications are no worse than those of the inner city walls.
But Jiang Li noticed that there was a brand new notice posted at the door of the City Lord's Mansion.
It says that the daughter of the city lord is suffering from a strange disease, and she is looking for a capable doctor to diagnose and treat her. If she can be cured, there will be great rewards.
Jiang Li took a look at the reward, and found that it was indeed quite generous. A Xuan-level magic weapon, plus some spirit stone pills, were enough to attract monks in the elixir-forming stage.
It seemed that the city lord valued Lu Qingdai very much and was willing to spend all this money to treat his useless daughter.
The spiritual stones she was usually given might be enough to allow her to do whatever she wanted in Qingshan Residence.
Would Lu Zhengyang like this choose to sacrifice his daughter to attack Qingshanju? It seems that there is no need.
Moreover, if this was the case, he could have chosen to take action as soon as something happened to Lu Qingdai, and there was no need to wait for Jiuyou's clone to return.
Jiang Li was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. He bypassed the group of monks gathered in front of the notice and walked towards the mansion.
"Stop whoever comes! Take down your weapons and magic weapons and wait for the communication."
But as soon as Jiang Li reached the door, he was sternly stopped by several black-armored guards.
Jiang Li clearly saw that the previous monks who entered did not have to do this. When they arrived at his place, they were targeted.
He has unloaded his magic weapon and is waiting for communication. It is obvious that he is showing off his power.
No monk is willing to hand over his magic weapon to others. These guys are deliberately stirring up trouble.
Jiang Li ignored it at all and walked in directly.
Behind him, there was a scent of flowers from the other side left.
All these guards were mesmerized in the same place. With their cultivation level, they couldn't come back to their senses for three days and three nights.
After passing through the gate, Jiang Li encountered no more obstacles, and there were no guards or servants to guide him.
However, Jiang Li was not worried about taking the wrong path at all. He went straight forward, and in a hall in the straight direction, a powerful aura appeared in his perception without any concealment.
Jiang Li had experienced this kind of aura when he was at the Demon Suppressing Tower. In this city lord's mansion, there was only one person who could release the Nascent Soul level aura.
That is undoubtedly City Lord Lu himself.
Jiang Li controlled the clone, followed the source of the aura, and stepped out of the phantom under his feet, floating out of the dust and arriving in front of the main hall.
The butler Lu Fu whom he had met was standing at the door of the hall looking at him bitterly.
The arm cut off by Jiang Li had been put back by medical practitioners, but the flesh and blood of the wound had been eroded by the Nine Ghost Qi, and the tissue at the fracture had become completely necrotic, so only a section of it could be removed.
So now, his right hand is obviously shorter than his left hand, which looks a little strange.
And the Nine Nether Qi still remained in his body, and it would start to attack at ten o'clock in the night. It was not that simple to completely eliminate it.
After being hurt like this by Jiang Li, how could he put on a good face when he saw his enemy again?
Jiang Li ignored him and walked straight into the main hall. Inside, he immediately saw the city lord Lu Zhengyang sitting at the top of the hall.
I saw City Lord Lu with a broad and solid figure, a full head of white hair tied behind his head, and no traces of age on his face. He was a strong middle-aged man with dark skin.
Next to him, there was a woman in red clothes and a red skirt sitting with a sad face.
"You must be layman Qingshan. It is my honor for a golden elixir monk to come and settle here."
"I didn't have the chance to meet you until today. This is because I, Mr. Lu, am not very polite."
Lu Zhengyang stirred the tea in front of him twice and said clichés about being a city lord. But obviously, he loves you without any honor.
"City Lord Lu, you're too polite. The junior layman Qingshan is just using the precious land to make a small living. I need the City Lord to take care of me."
Jiang Li cupped his hands as a salute. His eyes were fixed on the opponent, and every wooden fiber on his body was tense, ready for battle at any time.
"Your Excellency is too humble. It's not a small business."
"The reputation of Qingshan Residence is not small. The shop bullies customers. My daughter Lu Qingdai and housekeeper Lu Fu almost lost their lives there."
Before even a few words were said, the irreconcilable contradiction could no longer be concealed.
At this time, Lu Zhengyang raised his head and stared at Jiuyou's clone. The sudden increase in momentum suppressed him, causing large areas of cracks to appear on the floor tiles in the hall.
Jiang Li's feet were the hardest hit area, and both of his ankles had already stepped into the ground.
For senior monks, aura is more than just scary. Weaker monks may be able to stare someone to death with just one look.
However, what is standing here now is Jiuyou's clone with the golden elixir cultivation level. He is not in a state of embarrassment in this situation.
"The city lord should also be aware of Miss Lu's matter. It is not Qingshanju's fault."
"As for Lu Fu, he committed murder in my Qingshan residence. This junior just taught him a lesson."
Under Yuanying's momentum, Jiang Li stated the facts neither humble nor overbearing, and did not choose to bow his head and admit his mistake.
But the city lord Lu Zhengyang obviously couldn't accept such a frivolous explanation.
Jiang Li's behavior was indeed just a lesson. At most, it was a bit too harsh and not too outrageous.
But for Lu Zhengyang, his behavior was undoubtedly a big slap in the face of the city lord's mansion.
The City Lord's Mansion has lost face. This matter has nothing to do with right or wrong. The place that should be restored must be restored. Otherwise, who can he control in this city that never sleeps?
There is also the matter of Lu Qingdai. Ultimately, it was his daughter who sought her own death.
But as a father, when his daughter's life hangs by a thread, there is no way he can make so much sense.
"So, when you come today, do you plan to give me an explanation?"
Facing Jiang Li's attitude, he became even more unhappy.
"What does City Lord Lu want to explain?"
Jiang Li still had no intention of giving in, and opened his mouth to test the other party's purpose. If Lu Zhengyang directly asked for the source of Qingshanju's spiritual stone, then he must have intentionally led this incident.
However.
"I, Lu Zhengyang, am not an unreasonable person. You cut off your arm, close Qingshan Residence, and then leave the city that never sleeps. You are never allowed to step into the city again. Let's forget about it."
"Zhengyang!"
City Lord Lu gave such a solution, which cannot be considered light but not too heavy either.
Because if it is "self-cut", with the method of the Golden Pill monk, as long as you are prepared, you can take it off and press it back immediately. In fact, it will not hurt much.
The woman sitting next to him and the housekeeper Lu Fu were obviously not satisfied with this solution and wanted to persuade him.
But Jiang Li didn't come here to harm himself.
"I'm really sorry. I cannot accept the proposal given by City Lord Lu."
Jiang Li refused directly, which made Lu Fu, the butler standing next to him, jump up and down angrily.
"Lord City Lord, this bold maniac dares to waste your mercy! This person has evil intentions at first glance. I should take him down directly, interrogate him carefully, and then deal with him!"
This old hermaphrodite always had bad words to say, and wanted to provoke Lu Zhengyang to attack Jiang Li directly.
"Lady Qingshan, what do you want?"
Lu Zhengyang waved his hand to stop Lu Fu.
But he also spoke, and it was obvious that if he didn't give a satisfactory answer today, the matter would not go well.
"Since this junior is here, he is here to solve this matter."
"I can cure Miss Lu's illness."
As soon as Jiang Li said this, the hall suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.
They obviously did not expect that the Qingshan layman would show up like this.
Then the woman in red beside Lu Zhengyang spoke.
"She is a mortal and has no spiritual roots. She cannot take spiritual pills and cannot withstand the withdrawal of spiritual energy. Hundreds of medical practitioners have been helpless in the past few days. What can you do!"
This person was obviously Lu Zhengyang's Taoist companion. When she heard Jiang Li's words, her first reaction was disbelief.
Just like she said, hundreds of medical practitioners can't do anything. How can he, Qingshan layman, have this ability?
"Mrs. Lu, don't be anxious. There are thousands of ways in this world. If others can't do it, I may not be able to do it. Whether you succeed or not, you will know once you try it."
The voice coming out from under Jiuyou's clone mask was calm and confident. It didn't sound like he was lying.
"Can you really cure Qingdai?"
The city lord Lu Zhengyang also became solemn, putting aside the suicide of his arm just now, and was weighing the credibility of the Qingshan layman's words in his mind.
"90% sure."
Jiang Li still nodded and gave a sure answer.
"That's nonsense. You haven't even seen Miss Qingdai's face, so you dare to make such false claims with 90% certainty!"
"City Lord! You must not trust him, he will harm Miss Qingdai!"
The housekeeper Lu Fu is still frantically stumbling upon Jiang Li. But with Lu Qingdai's current situation, it's hard to say whether she can survive the night. No matter how bad the situation is, how much worse can it be?
Since the Qingshan layman is so confident, it might not be a bad idea to let him give it a try.
"Okay! If you can rescue my little girl, all the previous matters will be wiped out, and the reward I promised on the notice will not be stingy at all."
"But if you are deceiving us, you should know the anger of a Yuanying monk."
Lu Zhengyang thought for a long time and finally decided to let Jiang Li give it a try.
"Of course I understand this, but I have one more request."
Jiang Li is not in a hurry to prove his ability, as that would only make him look guilty and inferior.
The city lord and his wife are the ones asking for help now. There is no need for him to lick his face and offer himself in vain.
If you have any requests, ask for them. Once the person is cured, it will not be so easy to talk again.
"you say."
"Because the method of treatment is a secret technique passed down from generation to generation, outsiders cannot be present when I am treating."
"In addition, if I cure Miss Lu Qingdai, then she must become my teacher."
As for the first condition, many medical practitioners have the same rules, and they have already become accustomed to it. They agreed without much hesitation.
But, accepting a useless person as a disciple? What are the requirements?
After all, Lu Zhengyang has been a city lord for hundreds of years, so he certainly has some brains.
After turning a corner, he understood that the Qingshan layman's intention was not simply to accept disciples, but to gain the support of the Lord of the Nightless City in the name of accepting disciples.
"Okay, no problem, without further ado, please come with me."
Without much hesitation, Lu Zhengyang agreed.
As long as Lu Qingdai can be saved, these are just trivial matters. It is a great blessing for her, a loser, to be able to worship a golden elixir monk as her teacher.
Moreover, the City Lord's Mansion has tricked Qingshan Ju into this matter, so it's okay to give him some support.
They hurried to the rear side hall, where there were quite a few medical practitioners gathered together for a heated discussion.
From time to time, medical practitioners would go in and try, but they would come out quickly.
Most of their methods are aimed at monks.
The fragile bodies of mortals simply cannot withstand the torture. This alone limits 99% of their means. And the means that are too weak cannot deal with the trouble in Lu Qingdai's body at this time.
It is precisely because of this that no one has been able to save her.
The arrival of Jiang Li and others attracted the attention of the medical cultivators.
Many people saluted the city lord and showed sympathetic eyes towards layman Qingshan.
How should I put it, basically everything has been spread, Qingshan Ju is just unlucky.
At this time, another medical practitioner came out of Lu Qingdai's room, shaking his head.
While City Master Lu was disappointed, he stepped forward to open the door himself and invited Jiang Li in.
"Father, please."
City Lord Lu's performance caused an uproar among the medical cultivators on the side.
Didn't this Qingshan layman come to the city lord's mansion to ask for forgiveness? How come he was brought here, and you still plan to let him in for treatment?
Isn't this nonsense? I haven't heard that layman Qingshan is a medical practitioner.
The medical practitioners present were obviously a little surprised and a little unhappy.
Why did City Lord Lu leave his group of medical cultivators alone and let a layman come to the hospital when he was in a hurry?
But they want to speak but don't have the confidence to speak. Who makes it impossible for them to do anything.
Jiang Li entered the room, where there was a strong scent of elixir.
He looked at the source, which was next to the girl's bed. A furnace of incense was lit and white smoke was rising.
Seeing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but sigh, professionals are really different.
The group of medical practitioners outside are not without skills, on the contrary, they have all experienced hundreds of battles and treated countless people.
For example, this incense is made from powdered elixirs.
The complete elixir is too overbearing for ordinary people. If you are not careful, it will burst the internal organs and kill people directly.
Therefore, some medical practitioners ingeniously ground the elixir into powder, carefully mixed it, and used incense as the medicine. It was this method that saved Lu Qingdai's life and kept her alive for three days.
Jiang Li is definitely far behind them in terms of treating diseases and saving lives.
But he has something in his hand that can give him the right medicine.
Jiuyou's clone lifted a corner of his mask and spit out a small seed from his mouth.