Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

Yan took a deep breath, held the anxious Mo Caihuan tightly, and said in a complicated tone: "Mr. Xu, I didn't expect to meet you in this place. And Han Li, aren't they with Mr. Xu now?" ?”

"You ask me, I still want to ask you."

The two were stunned, but Xu Qingyang did not continue.

"Don't worry, although the problem is troublesome, it is not a terminal illness. Miss Mo, help your mother lie down, I will use acupuncture to treat her and prepare some medicine to nourish her body."

Mo Caihuan nodded repeatedly and helped Yan lie down, who was about to speak.

Time passed little by little, Xu Qingyang fiddled with the silver needles regularly with his fingers, introducing the power of Qi and blood. Yan's original illness was not serious, but the medicine he took later was problematic and did not solve the root cause of the disease. Instead, it continued to worsen the disease. So much so that taking medicine on a regular basis is equivalent to letting the root cause of the disease become full and stop causing trouble.

This way of drinking doves to quench thirst is not an ordinary evil method.

If it was encountered in earlier years, it would have been troublesome. Now that we can control the separation of Qi and blood from the body, the treatment method is much simpler, ensuring that the root cause of the disease can be eliminated in one go.

At the end of a course of treatment, Xu Qingyang pulled out the silver needles one by one.

Yan's complexion gradually became a little brighter and looked more rosy, and his breathing calmed down, and he no longer coughed violently.

After a little observation, Xu Qingyang began to prepare the medicine.

The atmosphere was relatively harmonious at that time, and they took advantage of this time to briefly introduce how they ended up here. It was said that when he and Han Li sent the Mo family to a safe location, they should have found a place to live in seclusion, but the family's beauty caused trouble after all. They moved to a remote town and rarely lived there. Going out, but after a long time, it is inevitable to relax. Mo Caihuan went to the city to purchase supplies and was targeted by a major local force.

Then of course he came to the door and almost gave me a pot.

The elder brother of the Mo Mansion tried his best to protect them, and finally allowed them to escape separately. Going around in circles, the mother and daughter lost contact with other people, and finally met a cultivator of the Yan family.

I had nowhere to go, so I followed here.

In order to prevent her beauty from causing trouble again, Mo Caihuan lied and claimed that she had been married before, while Yan married the Yan family cultivator instead to repay her kindness and consider her survival. It turned out that Mrs. Yan was really a scumbag. Not long ago, the wife who had only been married for a few years was seriously injured outside. She died a few days after she came back. Mrs. Yan also fell ill. The friend of the bridegroom came to the house and kindly gave them gifts. I took some medicine, which was quite effective at first, but unexpectedly it was not cured and became more and more serious. Now I have to take that medicine regularly, otherwise I will continue to cough and the pain will be unbearable.

Hearing this, Xu Qingyang probably knew what was going on.

There is nothing new under the sun, and he knows that there is nothing he can do. Seeing this, Mo Caihuan suddenly felt a sore nose: "I know you have annoyed me before. You like the second sister, right?"

The second sister, Mo Fengwu.

Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, then darkened.

Xu Qingyang remembered the girl who was a little shy, but also quite smart and sensible, and he couldn't help but ask: "What about them, how are they now?"

When he said this, Mo Caihuan burst into tears.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I hadn't brought the disaster home, they would have been moaning."

She was crying so hard that she couldn't communicate at all. Xu Qingyang had no choice but to look at Yan. Yan hugged her daughter to comfort her and sighed: "The scene was too chaotic that day, and it was night again. They broke up as soon as I ran away. I and I Caihuan also asked around back then, but could not find any useful information. Later, there was no news after arriving at Yanling Castle. Although this place is very good to mortals like us, and it is expressly forbidden for immortal cultivators to bully mortals, but it is easy to get in, but Can’t go out anymore”

"So we have no way of knowing what happened to them, whether they were alive or dead."

Xu Qingyang was indifferent and speechless. Things in the world were like this. The mother and daughter cried for a while, and gradually their eyes became pleading, but they could not speak.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Hearing that he was willing to take the initiative to ask, Mo Caihuan wiped away his tears: "Senior Brother Xu, what is your current level of cultivation?"

She said with a blush on her face, as if she had grasped the last straw. Xu Qingyang naturally knew what she wanted to say. He also saw what happened to the other party before.

The immortal master's cultivation level was only at the fourth level of Qi training.

For him, it can be solved with a little delay, but this is Yanling Fort, and the other party is wearing the clothes of the Yan family.

At another time, he wouldn't mind doing a favor. Now that he has something to do, it's really not appropriate to cause trouble, so Xu Qingyang seemed hesitant. When Yan saw it, he got up and walked indoors.

After a while, she walked out, holding a storage bag in her hand.

"Mr. Xu, this is my late husband's relic. I don't know what is in it. He was at the eighth level of Qi training during his lifetime. There must be a lot of things that Mr. Xu can use. I don't have anything to repay you now. I will give my late husband’s belongings to Mr. Xu as a way of repaying Mr. Xu’s life-saving grace.”

After that, he lifted the thing and said no more.

This woman was smart and capable back then, so how could she not know that they are worthless now. If she asks rashly, she will most likely be rejected. It is better to do this.

At least it doesn't look that greedy.

Xu Qingyang did not touch it and said: "I just heard from you that the Yan family still takes good care of the mortals under its banner."

"According to my observation, it is true. The person before was just playing tricks, but for a cultivator, to be able to do this proves that the Yan family's rules are strict and he does not dare to violate them. Therefore, the matter is very simple, Mo As long as a girl finds a good man to marry, he will probably not dare to pester her anymore."

Mo Caihuan's eyes were slightly evasive, and she bit her lower lip: "Brother Xu, I don't want to get married."

After saying this, she secretly raised her head.

In the field of vision, Xu Qingyang's expression remained unchanged. This scene made her feel unspeakably sad. Her memory returned to the beginning. When she first met Xu Qingyang, she was attracted by his temperament and wanted to explore his mystery, but she had an ill-fated fate. Not to mention the conflict, the other party turned out to be the murderer of his father.

Today, the grudges are no longer shackles, but the other party still has no intention of her in that way.

Not to mention her sadness, Xu Qingyang took the storage bag from Yan's hand, indicating that he accepted the paid service for the other party, and said: "Xu knows what you mean, and it's okay to help you solve it another time, but now Xu It’s really not advisable to add too many branches, so I can only give you a suggestion..."

"What's your suggestion?" Yan clenched her hands.

"Soon, something will happen here. At that time, no one will restrain you anymore. Bring your things and go to this place..."

As he spoke, Xu Qingyang took out an envelope. After thinking for a moment, he started writing. Not long after, he finished writing a letter, sealed it, and handed it to Yan: "Take it and give it to the person at the address." "