The incident in the Taichu ancient mine was quickly put down under the blockade of the six holy places in the Eastern Region.
In order to avoid causing panic, even the people inside the Holy Land are tight-lipped. Without a certain level, there is no way to know.
This is true for the Eastern Region, let alone the distant Central Region.
The singing and dancing in Bailu Academy was peaceful, and they were still immersed in the joy of Gongyangzi's joining. They had no idea that the disaster was about to happen.
Time flew by and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the academy, Gong Yangzi went from the shallower to the deeper, and was still lecturing on the Five Elements. Countless listeners followed him.
Wang Xu searched for the entrance to the small world, but was exhausted and still unable to determine the exact location.
Just when he thought that this stalemate would continue for a while, a small fish disturbed the lake.
"Ahem, cough, cough, is this the Egret Academy? It looks very grand!" Along with the sound of coughing, a pale young man arrived at the Egret Academy in a carriage pulled by four exotic beasts.
Too tiny!!
On the carriage pulled by the alien beast, the flag of Taiwei Holy Land was flying, attracting countless people's attention.
Among the crowd, there were students from the Eastern Region. Looking at the young man getting off the carriage, they exclaimed: "Sick Master, why is he here?"
"Who is Mr. sick?" Some students from other fields asked in confusion.
"Young Master Bing is the younger brother of Qilinzi, the peerless genius of Taiwei Holy Land in the Eastern Territory. Unlike his half-brother, Young Master Bing was born with a useless body. He coughs up blood all day long and cannot practice at all. For Qilinzi's sake,
Everyone gives him some respect. I heard that Young Master Si has learned a lot from ancient times to the present, and he likes to make friends the most. Whether they are traffickers or lackeys or elites from the Holy Land, they can become friends with Young Master Si."
"In the world of making friends, this person is very good, isn't he?" Hearing the answers from around him, someone said with envy.
As soon as they heard this, some students from the Eastern Region immediately said, "You are so awesome. If you didn't have a good brother, who would make friends with him? If you ask me, the so-called friends can be found all over the world.
It's just to put money on his face, a useless person who can't practice. If he didn't have a good background, who would know who he is?"
Hearing the comments from the people around him, the sick young master seemed unaware and walked towards the academy with a normal expression.
Walking into the gate, the sick man approached a student and asked: "My friend, I want to ask you about a person. Do you know Pei Shixiong? He is a student of Zizhuyuan."
"What a coincidence, I am also from Zizhuyuan. Do you have anything to do with Pei Shixiong?" The student who was stopped said while looking at the sick man.
The sick man was overjoyed and said quickly: "I am his friend. Please tell him that the sick man is here to see him."
"Okay, just wait, I'll call someone for you right now."
The sick man stayed and waited peacefully. This wait was only the time for two sticks of incense.
After a while, the student who helped to call someone came back in vain with an apology on his face, and said: "Unfortunately, Pei Shixiong was called by the lecturer this morning to go to Wuyun Kingdom to participate in the debate competition. He may need some money.
It will take time to come back.”
"That's it!" Upon hearing this, the sick man was speechless and didn't know what to do.
"Sick son?"
Just when the sick man looked troubled, a slightly confused voice sounded from the side.
The sick young master looked back and was shocked. He saw golden clothes, a jade crown, and a vertical mark between his eyebrows. Isn't this the Holy Son of the First Demon?
"Why are you here?"
In a foreign country, Wang Xu was no less surprised than he was when he saw the sick young master unexpectedly.
"I have met the Holy Son of the First Demon." Mr. Bing first clasped his fists in salute, then noticed Wang Xu's tone and hesitated and said: "The Holy Son of the First Demon, do we know each other?"
Wang Xu laughed loudly and said with a smile: "I don't remember, we drank together. We were drunk there. What did we get drunk for? Yes, Zuixian Tower."
"Zui Xian Lou?" The sick man was even more confused. He liked Zui Xian Lou's Zuixian brew. This was known to everyone.
However, why doesn't he remember drinking with Wang Xu? You know, Wang Xu's identity is not simple. If they drank together, there is no reason for him not to remember.
"I almost forgot, when we were drinking, I was not using this identity." Wang Xu flicked his sleeves, turned around in a circle, and said with a smile: "Look who I am!"
Whoosh!!
After turning around in a circle, Wang Xu's stature became shorter, his skin became rough, and he suddenly returned to the dwarf appearance he had used in Taiwei City.
The sick young master was dumbfounded, surprised and happy: "You are Wang Jiuyang, yes, yes, the combination of Jiuyang, doesn't it mean "Xu"?
"Haha, is this right?" Wang Xu was also very happy to see the sick young man.
This person has extraordinary conversational skills and unique views on things. If the Qilin Bone had not been stolen, this person would have been an unparalleled genius.
"It turns out that's not your real body. I said I couldn't find you no matter how hard I looked for you. That's it!" After learning that Wang Xu was the strange man who discussed the past and present with him in Zuixian Tower two years ago, sick young master Ren
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
No wonder that when they were chatting that day, he felt that the dwarf was not a mortal. At first, he thought he had met an insignificant hermit master, but he did not expect that the hermit was a fake, but the master was real, and he was not ordinary tall.
"I was away from home at that time, so it was not convenient to use my real identity. You have to understand my difficulties." Wang Xu smiled apologetically. The Holy Son of the First Demon was a gold nugget. He always believed in sneaking into the village and shooting.
No, you are doing this in the name of the Holy Son.
"I understand, I understand, sometimes it's tiring to be yourself." The patient's tone was bleak. Whenever he went out, people would say, "Look, that's Taiwei Qilinzi's younger brother."
Being called someone for a long time makes me feel tired.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Seeing that the sick young man felt the same way, Wang Xu changed the topic and asked: "It's you, why are you here?"
"Well," the sick man was speechless for a moment, and reluctantly defended: "I heard someone said that there is a lotus lake in the Bailu Academy. The lotus flowers are in full bloom all year round, and it is so beautiful. I am just in a state of tranquility, so I came out to relax my mind."
"Relaxing?" Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly. Mr. Sick was not a good liar. A fool could tell that his words were insincere.
It's strange that the sick man can't practice cultivation and coughs up blood every day. How dare he go so far.
"Eh!"
Thinking of the sick man's body, Wang Xu suddenly discovered that the sick man didn't cough when he was talking to him.
You know, the reason why the sick man coughed was because his unicorn bones were dug away shortly after he was born, leaving hidden wounds on his body.
Two years ago, they met by chance in Zuixian Tower. When they were discussing the past and the present, the sick young man would cough after saying a few words, and he would even cough up blood when he got excited.
Now, the sick man is very excited. Why don't you see him coughing?
"Are you healed?" Wang Xu half-squinted his eyes and suddenly asked.
"sick?"
The sick man was stunned for a moment, then immediately started coughing and gasped: "Ahem, it's an old problem and it won't get better."
"Yeah?"
There was a smile on Wang Xu's lips, and he said softly: "Has anyone told you that your acting skills are very exaggerated?"
The sick man wanted to say something, but he saw that Wang Xu's face turned stern, and the vertical mark on his eyebrows turned into an eye.
What kind of eye this is, I can't even describe it.
It's as if the whole world is contained in this eye, and once you take a look at it, you have the illusion that your soul is about to be sucked away.
Deng Deng Deng
The sick man took a few steps back and looked at Wang Xu in surprise.
Wang Xu stared at the sick young man strangely with three eyes, and said in surprise: "Your injury is healed, how come you are healed?"
The sick man was born with a Qilin bone. If the Qilin bone is taken away, it is equivalent to the loss of his origin. This is a Tao injury. Unless there is elixir to make up for it, he will always be a useless person who cannot cultivate.
But now, at the place where the sick man's unicorn bone was taken away, the old tree sprouted new shoots and grew a new unicorn bone.
Although this piece of Qilin bone is still very young and looks malnourished, the fact that the Qilin bone has grown back shows that the sick man can practice cultivation again.