Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 183 It still has to be Feng'er!
Wang Shichong's expressions and actions were completely natural, and his words seemed to come from the heart.

Li Jiancheng couldn't find any fault with it either.

He wondered to himself, could the so-called Yin-Yang magic not only be about communicating with spirits, but also about curing diseases?

"Master Juexin, we're counting on you this time."

Thinking of his father Li Yuan's instructions before his departure, Li Jiancheng's gaze fell on the old nun Cihang, for the affairs of the Eastern Capital would be related to the family's great cause.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest suddenly arrived at the Dugu family's residence.

Although this person is difficult to deal with, it won't be easy for him to persuade the Dugu family either. In terms of kinship, they are far less close than our Li clan.

Li Jiancheng calmed down and did not show any hostility.

Instead, he transformed from a skeptical attitude into a smile, giving the impression of a dignified and cultured person.

"It would be wonderful if the Celestial Master could perform medical skills like an ordinary doctor. The old lady is suffering from a chronic illness, and we younger generations are anxious but helpless. We only hope that the nun and the Celestial Master can help the old lady get rid of her suffering this time."

His face was sincere, as if he were speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Dugu Feng nodded hurriedly and cupped his hands in greeting to the chief disciples on his left and right:

“My mother’s asthma flares up every now and then. I’m worried she’ll suffer again in a few days. She wakes up countless times a night. I’d appreciate your help.”

The old lady bowed respectfully to Dugu Feng. She knew her own illness well and didn't have much hope, but the younger generation's concern made her happy.

However, there are quite a few difficulties at home.

Just yesterday, her asthma actually flared up, but she managed to suppress it thanks to her nearly 100 years of internal energy.

The Duke of Lu's mansion has already incurred difficulties; it needs to make it clear that the Dugu family is not to be trifled with.

She, this great tree, has not yet fallen.

The old lady glanced sideways at her beloved granddaughter, feeling a surge of pride.

Fortunately, there was Feng'er.

However, thinking about some of her granddaughter's naughty behavior made her worry.

But she was too tight-lipped, and there was no way to force her.

After Zhou Yi and the old nun Juexin casually agreed with Dugu Feng's words, Wang Shichong changed the subject and asked Juexin:

Will the nun attend the Rong family's birthday banquet?

The old nun was quite straightforward: "Whether I go or not is irrelevant. If Duke Zheng wants to ask about the He Shi Bi, he can go to the Rong Mansion to take a look. Someone from this temple will explain it to him."

Wang Shichong looked on with a smile at the Li clan:

"Since the two young masters intend to secure their positions with the He Shi Bi jade, they hope that we can stand on the same side. When we obtain the He Shi Bi jade, we can first present it to the Emperor Tai to see if there is any miraculous response."

Yang Tong silently looked at Li Shimin and Li Jiancheng.

Li Shimin nodded slightly.

Following Li Jiancheng's gesture, Yang Tong looked at Zhou Yi.

What are the Celestial Master's plans regarding the He Shi Bi jade?

What he was really saying was, "We are all direct descendants of the Sui Dynasty, while you are an outsider."

Before Zhou Yi could speak, You Chuhong's deep, aged voice rang out first: "Since the two great martial arts holy lands know the whereabouts of the He Shi Bi, and Abbess Juexin is unwilling to say more, it is clear that the elders of the holy lands are also extremely cautious about this matter."

"To be appointed by Heaven is a very grand title. Today, since all of you friends and relatives have come to my place for casual conversation, let's talk about something lighthearted."

Standing to the side, Dugu Ce echoed, "Grandmother is right."

After Dugu Ce finished speaking, he looked at Li Jiancheng. He could even understand the unspoken meaning between the eldest son and Wang Shichong.

My cousin's words are really off-putting. How can he be so xenophobic in my house?

Dugu Feng glanced at his son and thought to himself that the kid's reaction was quite quick.

Although the Dugu clan and the Li clan have a close relationship.

But is it a good idea to offend the Taoist Celestial Master in the Dugu family's banquet hall? Is it the right thing to do?

Put yourself in Li Yuan's shoes; if he were in Guanzhong, he probably wouldn't want to either.

Even if the Celestial Master ultimately fails to conquer the world, there's no reason for him to offend such a master.

Dugu Feng prepared to gloss over the matter with his words.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled at the old lady and then looked at Li Jiancheng.

"It seems that the eldest young master cares a lot about my thoughts. The He Shi Bi is a treasure that martial artists dream of, while for those who want to dominate the world, it is a long-standing symbol of destiny."

"After the King of Qin unified the six kingdoms, he ordered Li Si to write eight bird-and-insect-shaped seal characters. Later generations all said that he was the one who received the mandate of heaven, that is, the so-called ruler of the world."

"Is this what the eldest young master is asking?"

Li Jiancheng said, "That's right."

Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun, who were standing to the side, were both curious when they suddenly noticed that Zhou Yi turned his head to look at Yang Tong.

This caught Yang Tong completely off guard.

He was still just a young boy, and somewhat weak-willed; the nominal ruler of the Eastern Capital did not give him any sense of security.

At this moment, the world-renowned Celestial Master focused his attention on him, and Yang Tong was also a little nervous.

However, he was not lacking in courage and took the initiative to speak: "Does the Celestial Master have something to say to me?"

Zhou Yi smiled gently, as if looking at a junior: "Speaking of the ruler of the world, I think of your grandfather."

Isn't that Yang Guang?

"Why?" Yang Tong asked.

Zhou Yi said, "More than a year ago, when I went to Linjiang Palace to drink with your grandfather, we happened to talk about the ruler of the world."

How could the crowd not be astonished upon hearing this!
Judging by the timeline, it was just before the chaos in Jiangdu, before Yang Xuyan had succeeded.

It's unbelievable. When Yang Guang was alive, he was undoubtedly the rightful ruler, and all the rebel armies were called traitors.

Unlike nowadays, emperors are everywhere, and even wild marshes have kings.

Jiangdu, Dongdu, and Chang'an were all under the jurisdiction of their respective regions and had long lost the ability to issue edicts to the whole country. Therefore, the rebel army became powerful and divided the four regions.

With a peculiar emotion, Yang Tong asked a pointed question: "Did the late emperor know the Celestial Master's identity?"

"know."

Zhou Yi's tone and expression didn't seem like he was lying, so Lu Chu, Guo Wenyi, and the others perked up their ears.

Even the nine-headed worm became curious.

Why would Emperor Yang Guang, the legitimate ruler of the Sui Dynasty, drink with one of the biggest rebels of the time?
“I rebuked your grandfather for the collapse of the world and the suffering of the people. In his anger, he said that I did not understand what it meant to ascend the throne or to be the ruler of the world.”

“I wasn’t very interested in what he was saying, so I argued with him, and naturally your grandfather couldn’t win the argument.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Tong recalled some past events.

Before Yang Guang went south of the Yangtze River, he gave him many instructions, telling him to guard the eastern capital.

He had some doubts: "How do we know that the Celestial Master won the debate?"

Everyone knew he was eloquent, but they didn't believe Yang Guang would admit defeat.

“He denied it verbally, but he admitted defeat in his heart; otherwise, Zhang Xutuo would not have returned to Jiangdu from Yangzi County.”

Whether they were from the Seven Nobles or the Dugu and Li clans, they all knew some of the inside story of Jiangdu.

At that time, the Yuwen clan controlled Jiangdu, and Zhang Xutuo was unable to enter the city for a long time.

Later, Yang Guang suddenly ordered Zhang Xutuo to break camp and enter the city; it turned out that this was the reason.

Everyone felt as if they had suddenly realized the secret they had heard. If the two had not spoken, wouldn't Jiangdu be under the control of the Yuwen clan at this time?
Yang Tong did not pursue the details, because it was pointless.

With the curiosity of a young man, he asked again, "Why would the Celestial Master sit and drink with the late Emperor?"

Zhou Yi said, "That was by chance. I heard the tune 'Jiangdu Palace Moon' and followed the melody to find him."

Yang Guang was extremely dignified when he was in Luoyang, and people could even recall what he looked like when he sat in the Qianyang Palace.

Zhou Yi's words resonated deeply with Lu Chu, Huangfu Wuyi, and others.

"What does the Celestial Master's talk about have to do with the He Shi Bi jade?"

Li Jiancheng broke the wonderful atmosphere in the banquet hall.

He received a response quickly, but the response was rather cold and indifferent.

"The He Shi Bi is like the so-called 'ruler of the world' in Yang Guang's words. I have little interest in it. However, at this moment, I am not trying to refute any destiny. It is just that a thought has arisen and I want to make this thought clear."

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Jiancheng, then looked at the old nun Juexin:

“Master, a group of people want to make things difficult for me by taking the He Shi Bi jade, but I am the kind of person who likes to make a way through mountains. I will show these people whether they can hold onto it.”

The old nun Juexin lightly flicked her whisk: "The world is full of endless strife. Since a thought has arisen, it is better to extinguish it in an instant. Pull back your horse at the edge of the cliff, and all that is before you is open space."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "The nun is better at speaking than that old nun Yixin."

The people around were already difficult to talk to, and it was hard to find someone who had the confidence to confront the profound heritage of the martial arts holy land.

Therefore, Dugu Feng, caught in the middle, hesitated several times before speaking.

Dugu Ce's eyes widened slightly from behind. When that old nun came to his house, she was very imposing, and even his father had to treat her with care.

He glanced at his cousin Li Jiancheng and secretly shook his head, thinking that his brother-in-law was more impressive.

Judging from their expressions, the Celestial Master's arrogance clearly prevailed.

Whether it was Wang Shichong, the Li clan, Huang Taizhu, or Cihang Jingzhai, he never missed a single word.

Despite the apparent calm, the hint of domineering control and guidance emanating from them stirred a sense of excitement in Lu Chu and Guo Wenyi.

Zhao Congwen, the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, who sat at the bottom, spoke the least.

But his mood fluctuated greatly.

At first, he was quite apprehensive when Guo Lao Er hurriedly pulled him onto the boat. But after seeing it with his own eyes, his worries were reduced to only two parts, and his secret joy increased by eight parts.

Amidst mixed feelings of worry and joy, he couldn't help but shift his gaze to Wang Shichong's neck.

Compared to Wang Shichong's collection, this one is quite fresh.

The old nun Juexin looked slightly stern, but did not continue to respond.

She was self-aware enough to know that she couldn't win an argument, so why should she embolden others?

The old lady's old eyes swept over the certain Taoist master, and a ripple arose in her heart. The rumors in the martial arts world were true; indeed, an extraordinary figure had emerged in this world.

Nearly a century has passed, and I thought my daughter Feng'er had reached the pinnacle of talent.

I never imagined that I would have to experience what it means to be outmatched in life when I'm old.

She steered the conversation away from Zhou Yi's words, bringing up the situation on Dugu Sheng's side, which finally calmed the atmosphere down.

While everyone was talking, the fifth young lady of the Sha family secretly raised her elbow and nudged her best friend next to her.

She leaned closer to focus the sound, and whispered:

"Xiao Feng, I like this handsome young man even more now. Do you think I have a chance to win him over?"

"There's no chance."

"Hey, how could you hurt your best friend like that?"

Miss Sha made a "tsk" gesture at her but didn't make a sound: "Isn't that jerk you've been thinking about far inferior to the one I've taken a liking to? Xiao Feng, if you like him too, just admit it. I'm not that petty."

Dugu Fengfei gave her a playful glare: "Don't be infatuated, you'll scare him."

"No way, I think he's incredibly bold."

Sha Zhijing was about to say something more when she suddenly saw the handsome young man glancing in her direction.

The fifth young lady panicked slightly: "He didn't hear that, did he?!"

Little Phoenix hid her smile and tugged at her clothes: "Don't say anything now, I'll find a chance to introduce him to you later."

"you?"

"This is my home."

Sha Zhijing thought about it and realized that since the Celestial Master was a guest at the Dugu family's house and would be treating the old lady later, Xiao Feng would definitely have a chance to speak.

She gave her best friend a look that said, "That's more like it."

They chatted for a while longer in the banquet hall.

Dugu Feng ordered a formal banquet to be set up. The banquet was lively, and no one talked about anything unpleasant.

After the meal, Juexin took the initiative to suggest treating the old lady's chronic asthma.

Although the Dugu family had sought treatment from numerous renowned doctors, their confidence was gradually eroded, but they still held immense expectations for the methods of the reclusive master Cihang.

The entire Dugu family went along, even Little Phoenix exchanged a glance with Zhou Yi before following her grandmother.

The first person to speak up and take his leave was Wang Shichong.

However, before he even left the first courtyard outside the banquet hall, he was intercepted by Zhou Yi.

Wang Shichong's lips twitched slightly, his inner fear instinctively manifesting in his body:

"What instructions does the Celestial Master have?"

Zhou Yi's eyes seemed to possess a magical power.

He stared intently into Wang Shichong's eyes: "Duke of Zheng, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

Wang Shichong was immediately puzzled: "What is there that you wouldn't dare to agree to?"

After he finished speaking, he felt a strong sense of mental pressure, and his ears rang with a buzzing sound, as if he were standing at the edge of a valley shouting continuously, with echoes reverberating through his brain.

"Wang Shichong!"

The sound echoed until the very end, then struck like a thunderbolt, exploding in my mind.

He clutched his head with both hands, as if he wanted to rip his head off his neck, and then uttered in a low, hoarse voice, "I...I'm not."

Wang Shichong suddenly came to his senses and quickly retreated.

After a moment of disorientation, when I looked at Zhou Yi again, he had already returned to the hall I had just been in.

"Duke Zheng, are you alright?"

Several guards stepped forward to inquire.

"Did you hear him say something to me just now?"

The guard looked at him strangely and said, "I only read out the Duke's name."

Wang Shichong's pupils contracted. He knew there was something strange about this, but he didn't know exactly what was strange about it.

Duan Da is secretly watching over the Dugu family, so I need to hurry back to the Duke's mansion to inquire.

If this fellow has left some hidden injury on me without my noticing, that could be fatal.

"Let's go, hurry back to the manor."

"Yes!"

Wang Shichong hurriedly led his men away, and Zhou Yi encountered Li Shimin and his wife.

"Brother Li, what do you want to ask me?"

Li Shimin smiled elegantly: "Brother Zhou's account of the events in Jiangdu is fascinating. I have pondered it for a long time without success. I wonder how you can persuade Yang Guang."

"It's very simple: when you have something he can't get and desperately wants, he'll be willing to listen to you."

Li Shimin seemed to have guessed the answer, but still asked, "What is it?"

“I told him that many emperors in ancient times sought immortality and longevity when they grew old, but I have been on the path of long life from the very beginning.”

When Empress Zhangsun heard these words for the first time, her mind was filled with countless thoughts.

Li Shimin remained calm: "Then it's not surprising."

He looked up at the sky and sighed softly.

“Brother Zhou, this path is too elusive; even emperors cannot grasp its threshold.”

"Do not."

Zhou Yi pointed out: "To be precise, even an emperor who has reached the threshold will regret it too late. If you don't cherish it when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old."

"Even if you were given ten thousand volumes of precious books, with your old and decaying body, you would not be able to achieve any success in cultivation."

"Am I right?"

Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun both nodded.

While Erfeng was still savoring the moment, Changsun Wugou said, "Although there are legends of breaking through the void and seeking immortality, it is extremely far removed from ordinary people. Among billions of people, only a handful have this opportunity."

“If we look at the emperors throughout history, we can see what the Celestial Master said: this is a path that is even more difficult than becoming an emperor.”

Zhou Yi said meaningfully, "The future may be different."

Erfeng couldn't help but laugh: "It's strange, how come I thought it was something that was vague and ethereal after thinking about it for a long time, but after chatting with Brother Zhou for a few words, it was as if I could grasp it."

"Because one of the greatest talents of humankind is creation."

Zhou Yi added, "Moreover, this is a world where wonders can be created, so the process of transforming nothing into something is something worth exploring."

"Take that Jun Xi Ying for example. He integrated various martial arts from the Western Regions, went to India, and created the Purple Qi Heavenly Net after returning. If he hadn't met me, he might have made even greater progress in the future."

"Brother Li is quite talented. If you were to learn from him, you should ride a white horse to India and you would gain a lot."

Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun were oblivious to Zhou Yi's peculiar sense of humor.

But his words were simple and easy to understand: those who practice martial arts should travel and learn.

"Miss Changsun, is the martial arts you practiced a family tradition?"

This question is quite abrupt.

Changsun Wugou nodded: "Yes, the martial arts that my brother and I practice are of the same type, similar to the Dugu clan's tradition."

Li Shimin asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Zhou Yi responded: "It's a pity that your father didn't pass on his true skills to you."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he paid close attention to Empress Zhangsun's expression, trying to see if she would show any strong emotional fluctuations.

“My father passed away ten years ago, so I don’t really know much about his martial arts skills.”

The Demonic Image Sect has always been shrouded in mystery.

The current sect leader of the Demonic Image Sect, Demon Marshal's, master is none other than Changsun Wugou's father, Changsun Sheng. She should be unaware of this.

"Brother Zhou, do you know my father-in-law's identity?"

Zhou Yi looked at Li Shimin: "If I'm not mistaken, he is a member of the Demonic Sect. I just wonder if there are any other Demonic Sect experts in Miss Changsun's family."

Empress Zhangsun was somewhat surprised, but still shook her head.

Hearing footsteps approaching from afar, Zhou Yi bid farewell and turned to leave.

Li Shimin suddenly whispered:

"Brother Zhou, if you go to the Rong residence, please be very careful."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Okay."

After he left, Empress Dowager Changsun asked with a smile, somewhat curious, "He is arguably our family's biggest enemy. Why are you so friendly to him? Is it because of what he said earlier? Perhaps he was lying to you. He doesn't seem very honest to me."

"Firstly, I was very interested in what he said, and he is a man of his word. Secondly, he probably doesn't need me to remind him."

"I understand. You don't want to see our family lose, nor do you want him to die."

Li Shimin glanced at her but did not respond.

"When you first meet him, do you think I exaggerated when I told you about him before?"

"No."

Empress Zhangsun shook her head: "You're too conservative."

“I understand why you keep thinking about him. He’s quite interesting, very different from the serious Taoist master I imagined. Perhaps that’s why you want to be friends with him.”

"but."

She complained, "You shouldn't have caught those cicadas and brought them back inside; they were really noisy."

Then, imitating Li Shimin, he solemnly recited with a touch of sadness, "The cicada's song lasts a lifetime, but autumn never comes."

Li Shimin was amused by her.

Empress Zhangsun sighed, "This person is truly unfathomable."

They then followed Zhou Yi's words and started talking about the Changsun family, mentioning Changsun Wuji and a great fire.

……

"Master, how is it?"

Li Jiancheng waited outside the inner courtyard and finally saw Abbess Juexin. The old nun Cihang looked dejected: "This humble nun can only help the old lady alleviate some mental fatigue, but has no ability to eliminate the root of the disease."

Juexin was invited by Empress Dowager Changsun.

However, she was also eager to cure the old lady, which was crucial to Cihang Jingzhai's arrangements.

Given this favor, and considering their connection to the Li clan, the Dugu clan would most likely not hesitate.

Just as she was thinking how regrettable it was, Zhou Yi's footsteps approached.

"Celestial Master, please."

The Dugu clan members thanked Juexin profusely, and then invited Zhou Yi to the old lady's residence.

Dugu Feng personally led the way.

Before long, Zhou Yi saw the old lady lying on the bed. She was in fairly good spirits, but her eyes were sunken and her breathing was a little rapid.

This is not Juexin's fault.

The old ailment, which had been suppressed, is now backfiring.

A group of people surrounded the bed: Dugu Feng, Dugu Lang, Dugu Ce, and several other daughters-in-law and grandchildren. Dugu Feng stood closer to the bed, with the fifth young lady of the Sha family beside her.

As soon as footsteps were heard, everyone's eyes turned to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi glanced at them.

"Don't leave so many people here, everyone get out."

Before Dugu Feng and Wang Shi could react after Zhou Yi finished speaking, Dugu Ce stepped forward:

"Go away, all of you, Grandma has her little sister to keep her company."

Without You Chuhong needing to speak, everyone went out. Dugu Ce closed the door behind him, and Sha Zhijing peeked through the crack in the door.

She smiled. Surely Xiao Feng would be able to talk to the pretty Taoist priest now.

inside the house.

Yu Chuhong, lying on the bed, stretched out her thin, bony arm. No matter which famous doctor it was, they had to take her pulse.

The old lady tried her best to suppress her asthma and keep her breathing steady. When she looked at the Taoist master in front of her, she suddenly noticed that his smile was very different from the one in the banquet hall.

Why does it feel more intimate?

You Chuhong assumed it was a relapse of her old illness causing her to misinterpret the situation, and said with gratitude in an old voice, "Master, thank you for your trouble."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Grandmother, there's no need to be so polite."

The old lady didn't react at first, but then suddenly froze.

Was I hallucinating?
"What did the Celestial Master just call me?"

Zhou Yi bowed to the old woman and said with a smile, "Grandmother."

Yu Chuhong couldn't help but pull her withered arm back. The next moment, she saw her beloved granddaughter standing to the side reach out and lightly pat a certain Taoist master.

Dugu Feng smiled shyly, her pretty face blushing: "Who is your grandmother? How can you be so direct?"

Zhou Yi smiled gently: "The elder is kind and approachable, and I just called out to her without thinking. Even Grandmother didn't blame me, so why are you blaming her?"

"I hate it." She said she hated it, but she couldn't hide her joy, and her voice was very gentle.

The old lady's brain, which had been working nimbly for nearly a century, suddenly went blank.

She was stunned, dumbfounded, but then she instantly understood.

A pair of eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, finally settling on Zhou Yi.

His cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

Dugu Feng blushed slightly and took Zhou Yi's arm, saying, "Grandmother, he is the person you have been asking about. I have finally met him today."

Yu Chuhong gave her precious granddaughter a rare glare.

When she looked at Zhou Yi, her aged, wrinkled face not only looked more energetic but also had more color, as if she had been rejuvenated, and a kind smile spread from the corners of her mouth.

Those wrinkles and creases were filled with smiles.

Judging from her appearance and demeanor, and recalling what she had heard and what she had just seen in the banquet hall, she hadn't experienced what "surprise" meant in a long time.

This was done quietly.
It has to be Feng'er!

"Junior Zhou Yi greets Grandmother."

The old lady got up, helped him up, and was extremely satisfied: "Good, good, good child."

"I never imagined that someone as old as I am about to be buried would still have such great fortune."

She sighed with a smile:

"At first, Feng'er absolutely refused to talk about it, which made me suspicious and worried that she was a bad person or had been deceived by someone. I even blamed myself for being too strict with her, which made her rebellious."

"I never imagined that my grandson-in-law would be such an outstanding person."

"Grandma~!"

The little phoenix, slightly displeased, laughed and said, "Feng'er is not as bad as you think."

The old lady scolded her impatiently, "Then why did you keep it a secret? If I had known earlier, this illness would have been seven-tenths cured without treatment."

She asked again, "Can you tell me now when you met?"

Upon hearing this, both of them showed a look of reminiscence.

"That was five years ago."

Dugu Feng smiled and glanced at Zhou Yi beside her, looking gentle and lovely. She then turned to the old lady and said, "Grandmother, please don't pry into other people's affairs. It would be embarrassing for you to hear about them."

Five years ago
Yu Chuhong calculated the time and couldn't help but secretly admire her granddaughter's good judgment.

Seeing the old man's fluctuating emotions and significant breathing, Zhou Yi immediately said:

"Grandmother, let's talk later. Let me try to see if I can cure your illness first."

You Chuhong smiled freely: "Good child, there's no need to force yourself. Grandmother has always been concerned about Feng'er. Now that she has seen her, she can close her eyes with a smile even in the afterlife."

These words truly came from the heart.

She was like a strong tree that could not fall down, and at this moment she felt a sense of relief.

Dugu Feng stepped forward and helped her grandmother lie down.

Seeing Zhou Yi place two fingers on her grandmother's wrist pulse, she quietly watched him from the side.

Yu Chuhong, having been through it all, felt very gratified to see their tacit understanding.

Soon, she felt a pure and extraordinary stream of Xuanmen true energy pass through the Laogong acupoint on her wrist.

Such true energy is something I have never seen before in my life.

The title of Taoist Celestial Master is truly well-deserved.

"I encountered a problem when I was practicing the cloak and staff technique. At first, I didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was just a temporary phenomenon. I never expected it to eventually become uncontrollable."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Yi had already stopped.

The nun Juexin from earlier was similar; she only managed to make a move later on with difficulty.

You Chuhong assumed that he couldn't be cured either. At this moment, the old man's mentality changed drastically. Instead of being disappointed, he was about to say something to comfort him.

Dugu Feng asked anxiously, "Can it be cured?"

"can."

The old man was startled upon hearing this, but then he saw the man's confident smile: "Just as I guessed, this is caused by the transformation from the Eight Extraordinary Meridians to the Twelve Regular Meridians. The two sides have lost their coordination, and over time, this has affected the Lung Meridian, which has led to this disease."

"There are two methods to treat my grandmother's illness."

"The first step is to find the true qi that has healing effects, and then have the person receive acupuncture in sequence to find a way to regulate and balance the body. As long as the method is appropriate, the person will recover in just a few sessions."

"Secondly, it is to forcibly change and reverse the true essence, so that the orthodox meridian and the extraordinary meridian are in harmony, and then the qi is generated along the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin."

Upon hearing Zhou Yi's choice, Dugu Feng simply asked, "Which one do you think is better?"

"Naturally, it's the second one. This is equivalent to resolving all the flaws in the previous conversion of the extraordinary meridians into regular meridians."

Yu Chuhong, a veteran martial arts master, immediately said, "But the second one is difficult to accomplish."

"OK."

Zhou Yi patiently explained, "I guide her with my true qi. Grandmother only needs to mobilize her true essence and follow my method to walk along the extraordinary and regular meridians, and she will be guaranteed to be free of asthma."

The old lady's wrinkles deepened, and she asked incredulously, "How is this possible?"

"What others cannot do, I can."

Looking at the dashing young man before her, the old woman smiled and no longer questioned, "Good."

At this moment, Zhou Yi took out a book from his pocket.

"Grandmother, you take a look first."

When You Chuhong opened it, she found that it was a luck chart specifically designed for her.

She understood immediately after thinking about it.

Feng'er had taken my training notes with her back then, but I never expected that she would return them in this way.

Good child, that's thoughtful.

The old lady was touched. She glanced sideways and saw the young couple exchanging flirtatious glances.

Suddenly feeling a bit superfluous, I quickly wrote down the luck path.

Then, she sat cross-legged with her back turned.

Zhou Yi placed his palm on her back, and his true energy began to circulate from the Zhiyang acupoint to the Ren and Du meridians. He had already cultivated all twelve meridians, so circulating qi and blood through the meridians was effortless for him.

In addition, the mutated longevity energy can heal injuries.

After just three cycles of walking, You Chuhong exclaimed in amazement as she continuously practiced breathing exercises.

The chaotic energy pressing on his chest seemed to be cleared up by seven or eight tenths in an instant, and his breathing became inexplicably smooth.

She had never felt this way in decades.

As long as you continue to treat the injury according to Zhou Yi's method, it's only a matter of time before the old injury heals completely.

Yu Chuhong's old face was full of joy, and she was in no hurry to circulate her internal energy.

Seeing that Zhou Yi had returned to the bedside after slightly adjusting his internal energy, she couldn't help but ask him to sit down, took one of his hands, and patted it affectionately. The kind look on her face was even more tender than when she was talking to her own grandson.
"Good child, do you need Grandma's help?"

"As long as it's something Grandma can help with, no matter how big or small, Grandma will definitely help you."

The little phoenix standing to the side looked slightly surprised, for her grandmother was always protective of her own.

But he never said anything so indulgent.

Zhou Yi smiled gently and said, "At present, we are surrounded by enemies and the capital is difficult to stabilize. It is not advisable for Grandmother to make a fuss for the time being. Just tell the outside world that I can alleviate your pain. In this way, the enemy will not be able to figure out the truth. We can wait for the critical moment to arrive."

"but."

You Chuhong smiled and said, "Just tell me, I'll do whatever you say."

"Of the seven nobles, I can already mobilize four of them, except for Wang Shichong and Duan Da, but I still need to be able to dispatch the Imperial Guards at any time."

"That's easy. I'll have Feng'er cooperate fully with you," the old lady said confidently. "Don't worry, although he's a scoundrel, he still has some filial piety and will never disobey me."

“If he doesn’t listen to you, just tell Grandma and I’ll give him a good beating, it’ll work.”

At that moment, Dugu Feng, who was outside the inner courtyard, sneezed.

"Thank you, Grandmother." Zhou Yi smiled, feeling reassured.

The old woman's smile grew increasingly kind, making it hard to believe she was the most formidable and hot-tempered martial arts master of the Dugu Clan, a figure who had dominated the scene for decades.

“Why should I be so formal with you? From now on, this place is your home. Just treat me as your grandmother. If I had a virtuous grandson like you, I would be laughing in my dreams.”

"..."

The two chatted slowly, from their injuries to their martial arts training.

You Chuhong experienced many twists and turns in her journey from the Extraordinary Meridians to the Ordinary Meridians, and she slowly shared her experiences with Zhou Yi.

Especially the four orifices of the dantian and the dual cultivation method of cultivating life and spirit, both from the earth and from the heavens.

These methods of returning to one's original nature after birth are generally similar, but each school has its own differences. Zhou Yi also benefited greatly from listening to You Chuhong's explanation.

The little phoenix gradually realized that it had been left out in the cold.

The two of them looked more like a grandfather and grandson.

However, seeing the centenarian chatting so amiably with the young man made her very happy.

She then took out the booklet that Zhou Yi had given to her grandmother and looked at it.

This shows that he had always cared about his grandmother's illness, and that he hadn't forgotten about her either.

Dugu Feng and the others waited outside the inner courtyard for a very long time before Dugu Feng finally brought out some good news.

The fact that it could alleviate the old lady's pain was already a pleasant surprise for everyone.

After all, it was a chronic illness that had lasted for decades, and they had sought out countless famous doctors without any success.

The Celestial Master is indeed more powerful than the old nun Cihang!

Lu Chu, Guo Wenyi, and the others were satisfied. They left a messenger behind and then bid farewell to Dugu Feng.

Zhou Yi stayed at the Dugu family's residence, which Li Jiancheng felt was not a good sign.

He planned to inquire further during the dinner.

After learning about the news about the Dugu clan, Duke Duan Da of Chen immediately sent a secret letter to Wang Shichong's residence.

As dusk approached, two tall horses stopped outside the residence of the Duke of Zheng.

Two generals dismounted.

The first is Xiang Siren, the Wuliang Swordsman, and the second is Yang Qing, the General Manager of Guanzhou and the Flying Soul Spear.

The two of them walked heavily, heads held high, straight into the Duke's mansion.

Hanging in the reception hall is a painting of a majestic dragon, soaring through the clouds with the mountains and rivers at its feet.

A person stood in front of the picture frame with their back to them.

When Xiang Siren and Yang Qing approached, the man remained unmoved.

"Duke!"

Upon receiving the secret letter, Xiang Siren and Yang Qing exchanged a glance and bowed in respect. As Wang Shichong's most trusted generals, they were qualified to access the Duke's most confidential missions.

For example, in the fierce battle before the siege of the men in black, they participated in every subsequent battle without missing a single one.

The person with their back to them still didn't turn around.

"Has everything been arranged?"

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, everything is in order."

"it is good."

"Does the Duke have any further instructions?"

The man turned around, his face obscured by the wide brim of his hat, but it was still Wang Shichong's voice.

"I need you to do something for me."

"Please give me your orders!"

Nine-Headed Insect chuckled coldly, then paused: "Xiang Siren, Yang Qing, you two go and eliminate the Taoist Celestial Master!"

Xiang Siren and Yang Qing, who had been keeping their heads down, simultaneously raised their heads, each shrinking their necks and bodies back, and exclaimed in unison in fear and doubt: "Me?!"

……

(End of this chapter)