Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 257 Poison Doctor Lie Zhenbei

Ren Shaoyang nodded, then jumped to the other side with Hongxiu and Li Ruohai in his arms.

Under Shang Liang's command, the remaining people launched their small boats and jumped in.

Suddenly, a creaking sound was heard, and the large ship broke into pieces, slowly sinking to the bottom of the river. At the same time, the group rowed to the side of the ship and boarded it one by one.

After everyone boarded the ship, they immediately turned the bow around and began repairing the deck.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the ship set sail again, its speed no slower than before.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Old Li, your Evil Sect is really disciplined and organized. No wonder old ghost Pang Ban is so wary of your power."

Li Ruohai laughed heartily: "It's all thanks to Elder Shang, I was just a hands-off manager!"

Shang Liang, a portly man, walked over and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Sect Master, you flatter me. Without your leadership, I, Shang, am nothing."

As they were joking around, Gu Qianlian was still incredulous: "The Phantom Sword Sect, our sworn enemy of the Dual Cultivation Sect, which we've fought for decades without success with, has been wiped out?"

She looked up at Ding'an, who was playing with Pang Hu, and was secretly horrified. Only then did she realize how powerful the "Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier" were.

Who would have thought that such an unassuming and simple-minded young man would possess such skill, accomplishing the feat of annihilating an entire sect single-handedly!

In the time that followed, the ship cut through the waves and sailed at breakneck speed.

When the sun was high in the sky and they arrived at a large lake, the fog gradually dissipated, and their vision became clear.

But we've arrived at Poyang Lake.

The Misty Valley where the Dual Cultivation Palace is located is right in Poyang Lake.

Poyang Lake is extremely large. After another hour of driving, it was still a vast expanse of water. After a while, a black line appeared on the horizon.

The large ship sailed leisurely forward, and a solitary island slowly came into view. The island was like a disc, with reefs standing tall and dark like pillars on the outside. The island was covered with lush trees, their greenery reaching the sky.

Looking out into the distance, the island is surrounded by trees, with towering cliffs and sheer walls. Overlooking the entire lake, its majestic presence is truly astonishing.

Li Ruohai clapped his hands and laughed, "Shaoyang, look!" Pointing to the small island, "This is the Misty Valley!"

"What a great place!" Ren Shaoyang laughed. "Its grandeur is truly extraordinary!"

"I am extremely pleased to receive praise from the Sword God!" A hoarse voice drifted over.

Then a small boat slowly emerged from the lake, and an elderly man in Confucian robes stood at the bow. His temples were gray, but his face exuded a magnanimous and unrestrained air, and a serene smile appeared on his lips.

Behind him sat a burly man, holding a wooden oar in each hand. He moved the small boat up and down, left and right, right and left, making it leap forward swiftly like a live carp.

Upon seeing the old man on the boat, Li Ruohai laughed heartily and said, "You old man, you've come!"

The old man laughed loudly and shouted, "Pretty face, you're still not dead, you bastard!" As he spoke, he leaped up and jumped towards the Thousand Mile Ship like a flying general.

Everyone saw him move like a dragon, and in the blink of an eye he had landed on the deck, his arms outstretched, embracing Li Ruohai, and they all burst into laughter.

Upon closer inspection, the old man exuded a strong scholarly air, his pale complexion making him appear quite young. The sleeves of his Confucian robe were rolled up high, revealing his snow-white arms and slender fingers, even more delicate than a young girl's.

What was particularly striking was the five-inch-long, gleaming silver needle clipped to his ear, which shimmered in the sunlight.

"Old medicine pot, you look quite energetic!" Li Ruohai patted Lie Zhenbei's arm and said loudly.

Lie Zhenbei chuckled: "Knowing that you survived your challenge against Pang Ban, I dug up the Daughter Red wine that I've buried for twenty years. I originally planned to drink three jars to celebrate for you. But after thinking about it, I'll only drink one jar and save the other two for later."

Li Ruohai laughed and said, "You think your dog's belly can hold two ounces of sesame oil?"

"You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth!" Lie Zhenbei laughed and cursed. "The remaining two jars are for you to fulfill your long-cherished wish. The other is to honor the Sword God Ren. If he hadn't appeared out of nowhere, I'm afraid I would be drinking with you in the Yellow Springs!"

After listening, Li Ruohai suddenly understood and laughed heartily.

Lie Zhenbei turned to look at Ren Shaoyang, his eyes shining brightly. He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I am Lie Zhenbei, greetings to Sword God Ren!"

Ren Shaoyang also cupped his hands and said, "Brother Lie, you're too kind! I've come to ask for your help in treating my injuries."

"Brother Ren is too modest," Lie Zhenbei said with a smile. "I'll take care of your injuries!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Lie Zhenbei nodded to him, then exchanged pleasantries with Hongxiu and Ding'an for a while before turning to look at Feng Xinglie.

“Nephew Feng, extend your hand,” Lie Zhenbei said. “Let me feel your pulse.”

Feng Xinglie obediently extended his hand, and Lie Zhenbei placed his fingers on it. After a while, he suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", looked him up and down, and then said:

“Nephew Feng, I’m not surprised that Qiao Lian’er forcibly reconnected your severed meridians! But good heavens, besides her true energy and Pang Ban’s yin energy, there is actually the extraordinary power of a high-ranking monk swirling in your heart meridian!”

"But who could have used such a mysterious technique to smoothly untangle the three different forces, making them harmonious without conflict and fighting without breaking apart, thus creating such a natural and smooth peaceful state within your body?"

Lie Zhenbei turned his head and asked, "Pretty face, do you know who did this?"

"You medicine-addict, you really don't know how to recognize a great person!"
Li Ruohai laughed and said, "The one with such skills is none other than the Sword God Ren right before your eyes!"

"Oh dear!" Lie Zhenbei stared at the white-robed man in front of him, his eyes wide with shock. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "I was blinded by greed and made a fool of myself in front of Sword God Ren."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Brother Lie saw through the hidden danger in Xing Lie at a glance. His eyesight and medical skills are truly amazing! What is there to laugh at?"

Lie Zhenbei shrugged, pouting, and said, "I've been studying the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique for over forty years." He drew two fingers and said arrogantly, "I dare say that apart from Pang Ban Chi Zun Xin, no one is more skilled than me. But I still couldn't think of Brother Ren's method. Don't be so shameful!"

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu exchanged a glance, both feeling admiration for the old man.

He could tell that Feng Xinglie's injuries weren't particularly severe, and he might even be able to deduce Ren Shaoyang's treatment methods from that, which was quite remarkable.

Hongxiu nodded in approval, saying, "The name 'Poison Doctor' is truly well-deserved!"

“Yes,” Ren Shaoyang said, “None of those on the blacklist are easy to deal with.”

At this moment, Gu Qianlian asked with a smile, "Mr. Zhenbei, how did you know we were here?"

Lie Zhenbei said, "I received a message from Mo Bo, so I came early to welcome you." As he spoke, he suddenly looked her and Feng Xinglie over carefully, "Little Elf, have you fallen in love with him?"

Gu Qianlian lowered her head shyly, protesting, "Sir, you're making fun of Xiaolian."

Ningqing often says, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, and I'd like to share that with you too!"

"Hey~!" Ren Shaoyang laughed, "Old Li loves to talk too!"

"Is that so?" Lie Zhenbei looked at Li Ruohai with a wicked smile.

Li Ruohai's face remained expressionless, but the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

Lie Zhenbei couldn't help but burst into laughter at his expression, but as he laughed, he suddenly trembled violently.

"An old medicine pot!"

Li Ruohai quickly stepped forward to support him so that he wouldn't fall.

With trembling hands, Lie Zhenbei quickly reached into his robes, pulled out an ancient porcelain bottle, uncorked it, poured two red pills into his mouth, and concentrated his energy.

Ding An stared blankly at him, then whispered to Hong Xiu, "This is a very kind old man, but he doesn't have long to live."

Hongxiu nodded: "Yes."

Ren Shaoyang said solemnly, "He only has one month left to live."

Ding'an and Hongxiu exchanged a glance and both sighed.

The large ship sped along the clear water and gentle breeze. The lake breeze blew, ruffling everyone's robes. Lie Zhenbei shuddered again before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Gu Qianlian, as if unsurprised, said, "Sir, you're alright!"

Lie Zhenbei said, "That was close!" He shook his head repeatedly as he spoke.

Li Ruohai released his hand, patted his shoulder, and simply said, "I'll drink with you."

A slight smile appeared on Lie Zhenbei's pale face: "Okay."

Ren Shaoyang stepped forward and said, "I knew that Brother Lie's health was not good, but I did not expect it to have reached such a critical point."

Lie Zhenbei was taken aback, then laughed and said, "I and the King of Hell forcibly seized lifespans and lasted for fifty years. Now I have reached my limit. I am under the command of the God of Destiny, and it is beyond human power to reverse the situation."

Li Ruohai laughed and said, "That's not necessarily true."

"Oh?" Lie Zhenbei stroked his long beard, his expression shifting. "Pretty girl, what's your opinion?"

Li Ruohai stretched out his hand and slowly said, "Take a look."

Lie Zhenbei placed his finger on Li Ruohai's wrist, and after a while, murmured, "Spring thunder roars, qi and flesh unite! Pretty face, you are living towards death!"

Seeing his expression, Li Ruohai smiled and said, "I was influenced by Shao Yang's 'Heavenly Melody' and that's how I came to this path."

"Heavenly music?"

Lie Zhenbei looked at Ren Shaoyang, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "Just by sensing the meridians of Feng Shizhi and Ruohai, I already know that Brother Ren's skills are unparalleled. Could it be that Heaven has not blocked all paths, allowing you to appear before me?"

As they talked, they entered a vast expanse of reeds towering above human height, dappled with sunlight, as if they had entered another world. Passing through the reeds, a river came into view, and after traveling for more than ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), the river branched off again.

The narrower river channel on the left is lined with weeping willows on both sides. When large boats pass by, the bent willow branches sweep against the boats, making a rustling sound.

"The scenery is so beautiful, and I've also met a hero like Brother Lie."

Ren Shaoyang casually plucked a willow leaf and smiled, "I'll take this piece of music as a gift for our meeting!"

Li Ruohai laughed and said, "Shaoyang and Lian Dajia performed a wonderful piece called 'Xiao Xiang Shui Yun' at Xiao Hua Xi, which amazed everyone. Now you, the medicine pot, are in for a treat."

Lie Zhenbei raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I'm all ears!"

(End of this chapter)