Chapter 138: Poor People Have Low Aspirations

There is also a Huasheng Hall in Baidi City. Because a second-grade Taiyi Taoist priest personally gave the order and two fourth-grade Jijiu Taoist priests personally accompanied him, Huasheng Hall did not dare to neglect it at all. All the doctors, big and small, went into battle and used all kinds of elixirs. Not to mention that Qi Xuansu was only seriously injured, even if he was beaten to death, he could be saved.

After half a night of tossing and turning, it was finally over after midnight.

Qi Xuansu's injuries were treated, including his broken arm and internal organs injured by the fist. Because Qi Xuansu had already reached the realm of partial flesh and blood derivatives, his injuries healed quickly.

Then Qi Xuansu was placed in a ward in Huasheng Hall, accompanied by Zhang Yuelu.

This time he didn't have to pay out of his own pocket. The four families of Shuzhou Daofu, Shibo Hall, Huasheng Hall, and Tiangang Hall shared the cost. Zhao Fuan's 500 Taiping coins were considered as compensation for Qi Xuansu.

One punch, 500 Taiping coins.

Qi Xuansu certainly wanted to tear the five big bills into pieces. He was so bold that he said, "I don't want these stinky money, I want your arm." But Qi Xuansu hesitated for a long time and decided to let go of the five big bills. Money is innocent.

He only had 400 Taiping coins in his savings, which he earned with his life.

Of course, these 500 Taiping coins can also be considered.

Qi Xuansu lay on the bed and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "A poor man has a short ambition, and a thin horse has long hair."

After all, he was not the young knight in the storybook who was dressed like snow in white, came and went like the wind, and was happy to repay his enemies. He was just a small pawn.

Zhang Yuelu sat on the chair in front of the bed, stunned.

The people of the Taoist sect were beaten, and in the end it was the Taoist sect that paid for the treatment and rescue, even including Tiangang Hall. On weekdays, the Taoist priests in Yujing looked down on the mountain, but when they really came to the mountain and took a walk, they knew what kind of world this was.

The flowers in the greenhouse flowerbed not only could not withstand the wind and rain, but also could not see the truth.

However, Zhang Yuelu is not someone who gives up easily. She is not depressed, but more determined to change the Dao Sect. Even if she will not succeed and be ridiculed for overestimating her ability, someone has to do it. If you don't do it, and I don't do it, and we are all in harmony, where is the future of the Dao Sect?

Qi Xuansu suddenly asked, "Qingxiao, are we still going to investigate the matter of the demon?"

"At this point, what else is there to investigate? Even if there is something strange in the academy, it should have been almost done by now. If we investigate again, we will definitely find nothing." Zhang Yuelu thought clearly, "So, we won't investigate anymore. I will report this matter to Tiangang Hall for archiving. That's it."

Qi Xuansu sighed, "That's the only way."

Zhang Yuelu's eyes were dim, "I understand more and more now that the biggest problem of the Taoist sect is not outside, but inside the Taoist sect, in the Jinque meeting, among the real people, the thirty-six real people who are in charge of the affairs, the great real people, and even the deputy head of the great real people. If the problem cannot be solved from the root, catching more demons is just a temporary solution."

Qi Xuansu did not speak.

Zhang Yuelu looked at Qi Xuansu. I don't know if it was Qi Xuansu's illusion. Zhang Yuelu's attitude towards him has changed very slightly from the past, and he is closer.

Perhaps, after this incident, Zhang Yuelu has determined that Qi Xuansu is a like-minded person.

But whether they are like-minded or only care about Zhang Yuelu, only Qi Xuansu himself knows.

Zhang Yuelu stopped talking about these heavy topics and asked softly: "Does your body still hurt now?"

Qi Xuansu's body was still hurting, but it was not serious. He smiled and said: "It doesn't hurt anymore. You don't have to think of me as too delicate. Some precious flowers and plants will die immediately if they are not taken care of properly. And we weeds can live well even if we step on them a few times."

"What weeds, people are the same, don't look down on yourself." Zhang Yuelu said softly.

Qi Xuansu smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Yuelu showed a hesitant look and suddenly said: "Tianyuan, I don't want you to accompany me home."

"Why did you change your mind again?" Qi Xuansu was stunned.

Zhang Yuelu hesitated and said, "Perhaps, after two years, when you have been promoted to a fifth-rank Taoist priest, I will formally invite you to my home as a guest. This will be better."

Zhang Yuelu continued, "My mother is not a good person to talk to. If you go to see her now, it will certainly help me avoid some unnecessary troubles, but it will inevitably leave a bad impression on my mother. Once people have prejudices, it is difficult to change them. I don't want this to happen."

Although Zhang Yuelu said it very tactfully, Qi Xuansu still understood it.

Qi Xuansu asked, "Then how do you get through it?"

Zhang Yuelu said vaguely, "I have other ways, you don't have to worry."

Qi Xuansu said, "If you have other ways, you won't resort to this desperate measure, unless you really go to the geomancer for help."

Zhang Yuelu stopped talking.

Qi Xuansu smiled and said, "Since I promised to help you and have come this far, how can I give up halfway?"

Zhang Yuelu was silent for a long time, and whispered, "Thank you."

In the courtyard of Huasheng Hall outside the door, Taoist Ji took a wine gourd and drank slowly, then sighed softly.

He met Master Lingyun and learned about this from Master Lingyun, so he wanted to come and visit.

But when he arrived at the door and heard the conversation between the two, he stopped again.

He remembered many things when he was young, and it was really good to return home with youth.

Ji Daoren took out two small wine gourds from his Xumi items, tied them together with a red rope, and hung them on the door knocker.

Then he turned around and left quietly, as if he had never been there.

At dawn, Zhang Yuelu discovered the wine gourd hanging on the door, with the word "season" written in seal script on the gourd.

She took the two wine gourds into the house and placed them in front of Qi Xuansu.

When Qi Xuansu saw the wine gourd, he immediately understood: "It's Taoist Ji who has come."

Zhang Yuelu pulled out the stopper and took a sip: "It smells like medicine, could it be medicinal wine?"

Qi Xuansu said: "Medicinal wine is also wine, and it just so happens that each of us has a gourd."

"Let me try it for you first." Zhang Yuelu raised the gourd and took a sip, then looked surprised.

Qi Xuansu joked: "Isn't it poisonous?"

Zhang Yuelu handed the gourd in his hand to Qi Xuansu: "I'll give you these two gourds, they will be beneficial to your cultivation."

Qi Xuansu doubtfully took the wine gourd that Zhang Yuelu had opened and took a sip. He felt that the medicinal flavor was strong and the aroma of the wine was slightly lighter. Then a hot current went down along the line of his throat and finally spread to the whole body. It was very comfortable.

"It's true." Qi Xuansu said in surprise and took another sip.

The wine gourd was not big, so the two of them drank less than half of it in three sips. However, the medicine was very powerful. After a while, Qi Xuansu felt that his whole body was very hot, as if he was warming himself by a fire, even a little hot. He pressed the back of his hand on his cheek and burned it with his hands.

Qi Xuansu felt a little uneasy and whispered: "Is this because of the addition of love potion? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Zhang Yuelu rolled his eyes at him: "You have read too many stories and thought too much, so drink them all quickly."

Qi Xuansu drank the remaining half-gourd of medicinal wine as instructed. He felt extremely hot in his belly, as if a ball of fire was burning violently. His body felt like boiling water. It was uncomfortably hot. He was extremely thirsty, felt like it was splitting all over his body, and was extremely itchy. , seems to be a sign of healing of the injury.

Is this the chance encounter in the storybook?

Without Zhang Yuelu's guidance, Qi Xuansu had already started to resolve this heat according to the luck method.

All he could see was white mist rising above Qi Xuansu's head, and a faint heat all over his body, which actually made the surrounding air slightly distorted, as if he were looking through a flame.

After an hour of this, Qi Xuansu felt that all the heat in his body had dissipated. He just finished the exercise and felt that his whole body was a little lighter. Except for his left arm, which had not yet healed, everything else was almost healed. After all, before that, He had already received treatment from Huashengtang, and considering his strong blood and strong body, it was reasonable.

What really surprised Qi Xuansu was that his cultivation had actually improved. Although there was still a long way to go before he could reach the next level, it was worth his year's hard work. It was indeed a rare good thing.

Zhang Yuelu's eyes glowed with purple energy. He looked Qi Xuansu up and down for a while and said: "You have only refined half of the medicinal power now, and half of the medicinal power is still deposited in the body. You will continue to refine the medicinal power in the next few days. The second wine gourd will not be used." Drink in a hurry."

Qi Xuansu joked: "Since there are such benefits, why not drink a gourd. If you can become a heavenly being, we can now let that Zhao Fu'an know what it means not to bully young people into poverty."

Zhang Yuelu laughed and said: "How can such a good thing happen? Although these two gourds of medicinal wine are good things, they are not of great use to me. If I could become a heavenly being so easily, I wouldn't have to wait until today."

Qi Xuansu said: "Then you can help me keep it. I wonder if you still have space among your Sumeru treasures."

Zhang Yuelu weighed the wine gourd and said, "It should still fit in."

…

As soon as it got dark, Zhao Fuan left Baidi City.

In his opinion, Deputy Hall Master Zhang, who had a good background, had already given in. When he injured the boy, the gang's hand was almost wiped out. Even if the gang was sealed, nothing could be found.

So he felt that there was no need for him to stay in Baidi City.

Among the many inheritances, Wu Fu is the only exception who cannot fly long distances after becoming a heavenly being, so Zhao Fuan traveled on horseback.

Not far away, I saw a middle-aged Taoist sitting on the roadside drinking. The wine gourd in his hand seemed to have no bottom and he couldn't finish it.

Seeing Zhao Fu'an coming over, the middle-aged Taoist stood up slowly, stuffed the wine gourd and hung it around his waist.

Zhao Fuan sensed something was wrong and reined in his horse.

Before Zhao Fu'an could speak, the middle-aged Taoist glanced like a rainbow, pressed his hand on Zhao Fu'an's face, pushed him off his horse, and pushed him several feet on the ground, making him miserable.