Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

If time passes and the number of black spots increases, Ji Dali's cultivation is likely to regress, and even the Nascent Soul may be swallowed up.

In other words, if this problem is not solved, Ji Dali's life is likely to be in danger.

Zhang Yifeng had seen this situation before his rebirth.

At that time, he was still the king of alchemy respected by the world. Once, an old friend of his brought his nephew to seek medicine. He clearly remembered that the symptoms of his old friend's nephew were exactly the same as Ji Dali's.

Although he is the Dan King, this is the first time Zhang Yifeng has encountered such a situation, and the difficulty of the matter is far beyond his imagination.

It was precisely because of this that he aroused greater curiosity and promised in front of his old friend that he would definitely treat his nephew.

After hundreds of failures, he finally succeeded in developing a solution to the black spots on the Nascent Soul in the other party's body.

Under his treatment, the nephew of his old friend was cured, but he was left with sequelae, and the young man could no longer improve his cultivation for the rest of his life.

"Brother Zhang, is Brother Dali's problem serious?"

At this time, Qiu Xue's soft voice rang in Zhang Yifeng's ears.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said with a serious look: "Of course it's serious. Ji Dali has overdrawn his potential. If I guessed correctly, he has been crazily using pills to improve his cultivation these days. This is what he can do in a very short time." The reason for the rapid breakthrough.”

"Although the effect of doing this is very obvious, the price required is also painful. There is too much erysipelas accumulated in his body! His body has been greatly harmed."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Qiu Xue's pretty face turned pale, and she said with an apologetic expression: "Brother Dali did this all because of me. I am sorry for him."

As soon as Qiu Xue finished speaking, Ji Dali shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with you, everything is of my own free will."

"But……"

Qiu Xue wanted to say something more, but Zhang Yifeng's voice came again: "Okay, the first priority is to stabilize Ji Dali's injury. Dali, please take the elixir quickly."

Ji Dali nodded palely, and then took the elixir. Not long after, a touch of rosy appeared on his originally pale and bloodless face, and his breath became stable.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng felt a little relieved, and then said to Ji Dali with a serious face: "You have injured your foundation. I don't have a good way to help you recover now, but I will find a way."

As he spoke, Zhang Yifeng's tone suddenly became serious: "From now on, at least within half a month, you can no longer use your spiritual power, otherwise, even if the Great Luo Immortal descends to earth, he will not be able to cure your body. .”

Ji Dali nodded and said with a smile: "City Lord, I will try my best."

Zhang Yifeng rolled his eyes at Ji Dali, but he also knew Ji Dali's character. He didn't say anything more. After a brief explanation, he left the Champs Elysees.

After leaving Champs Elysees, Zhang Yifeng changed his appearance again, but this time, he used the Yi Rong Dan to look like Wanyan Wolf.

At the same time, in a secret room in Potian Courtyard, Zhou Xian was listening to the report of a man in black in front of him.

"You mean, Wan Yanlang went to the Champs Elysees Courtyard after leaving Langya Courtyard?" Zhou Xian asked with a frown.

The black man nodded and said, "Yes, sir, I did see Master Lang entering the Champs Elysées."

After hearing the words of the man in black, Zhou Xian's face turned a little ugly.

Long before that, Wanyan Xia Rong reminded Wanyan Lang more than once that before the wedding day, everything would go according to plan, but he did not expect that something would happen at Wanyan Lang's place.

Zhou Xian paced back and forth in the secret room, and gradually, a hint of worry appeared in his eyebrows.

"No, I must report this matter to the Marquis."

Zhou Xian shouted away the man in black and prepared to go to Pingluan Hou Mansion.

When he walked to the hall, a servant walked in hurriedly. That person was Liu Jun, the steward he personally appointed.

"What's the matter?" Looking at Liu Jun, Zhou Xian asked with a frown.

Liu Jun bowed his hand to Zhou Xian, and then said with a respectful expression: "Sir, Young Master Wanyanlang had a dispute with several guards outside the mansion. He clamored to see you. Do you want to see him or not?"

"Wanyanlang?"

Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment. He was about to report to Wanyan Xia Rong about Wanyan Lang, but he didn't expect that the other party came to the door first.

"grown ups?"

It wasn't until Liu Jun's voice sounded again that Zhou Xian came back to his senses.

"Bring him to the secret room to meet me."

Although Wanyan Lang is just a pawn that can be discarded at any time in the hands of Hou Pingluan, for now, Wanyan Lang's identity is indeed Wanyan Xia Rong's adopted son. There are some things that he should not do too much.

Before tomorrow's wedding banquet, you still need to show the respect you deserve for Wanyan Lang.

And he was also a little curious. With Wanyan Lang's temperament, if he went to the Champs Elysees Courtyard, it would be absolutely impossible to leave in a short time. He wanted to know why Wanyan Lang suddenly came to Potian Courtyard to look for him.

Liu Jun left in response, and Zhou Xian returned to the secret room again.

At the gate of Potian Courtyard, Zhang Yifeng, who was disguised as Wanyan Lang, was arguing fiercely with several guards.

This was not because he was deliberately looking for trouble, because he knew that in the eyes of everyone in Potian City, Wanyan Lang had always been like this.

If he wanted to perform this play perfectly, he had to make himself more like Wanyan Lang as much as possible. Even his voice was similar to that of Wanyan Lang.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng looked at the guards in front of him with an angry face and scolded him coldly: "You are so bold. Do you know who I am? Do you believe that I will kill you?"

Perhaps they were frightened by Zhang Yifeng's words. The guards all had panic expressions on their faces at this time. They were well aware of the character of the young master in front of them. Wanyan Lang was definitely capable of killing someone in a rage.

One of the guards said to Zhang Yifeng with an uneasy look on his face: "Master Lang, please wait a moment. This is a rule set by Mr. Zhou. We dare not violate it. Manager Liu has already gone in to inform."

"Master Zhou?"

Zhang Yifeng sneered: "It's just a dog raised by my adoptive father. How dare you call me an adult? Hum, I will definitely let my adoptive father chop off Zhou Xian's head someday!"

"Mr. Wanyan, if you invite me, please speak to me in the palace."

Just when a group of guards didn't know how to respond, Liu Jun walked out of the gate.

Hearing Liu Jun's words, all the guards breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally get rid of this demon's torture.

"Hmph, you're lucky!"

Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly at the guards, and then walked into the Potian Courtyard with arrogant steps.

Liu Jun frowned and then followed.