Chapter Fourteen: Night Journey in the Mountains

  The arrival was none other than Leng Dashi, but he wore a raincoat with raindrops on it. It turned out that outside the house, a thin misty rain had started to fall without anyone noticing. He came alone, without any attendants, and looked just like an ordinary person visiting his neighbor.

  "Not at all, Master, please come in! If you don't mind the poor quality of the wine, then sit down and have a cup!"

  Meng Xuan didn't know what Master Leng had come for and hastily invited him in.

  Leng Daishi didn't stand on ceremony and walked straight in, taking off his rain cape and tossing it to one side before smiling and greeting Old Man Meng.

  Mr. Meng was stunned for a moment, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up.

  To know that Cold Master alone with one sword, has protected the Four Symbol City for many years, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is the perfect embodiment of a hero.

  Master Meng saw Leng Daishi and basically had the same reaction as an ordinary person seeing Andy Lau for the first time. Originally, Master Meng heard people say that Leng Daishi was very polite to Meng Xuan, but since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. However, now that he saw Leng Daishi come to visit despite the rain, being so kind and intimate, without any pretenses at all, he immediately believed it completely.

  He immediately wanted to let the servant change a good wine dish, but Leng Dashi stopped him and smiled: "Mr. Meng doesn't have to be polite, I'm an uninvited guest, and having a cup of leftover wine is enough, come on, I'll toast you first!"

  Mr. Meng was so moved that he almost cried when his "idol" toasted him, and he hastily picked up the cup with both hands trembling.

  Meng Xuan sat beside him, smiling but not speaking. Although he knew that Leng Dashi must have something on his mind, he didn't rush to ask. It was rare for the old master of their own house to be so happy, so let Leng Dashi satisfy his vanity a little.

  As a result, Leng Dashi directly drank two pots of wine with Meng Laoye, and when he saw that Meng Laoye was no longer able to drink, Meng Xuan had the maid help him back to his room to rest. Then, she turned to Leng Dashi and said: "Master, you came in the middle of the night, not just to have a cup of wine, right?"

  Leng Daishi burst out laughing and said, "Ashamed, I too have come to the Three Treasures Hall for no trivial matter! Indeed, I have a request to make of you, but before that, I must apologize to Meng Xiaoyou. You cured my illness, which is equivalent to saving my life. Your great kindness is hard to express, yet unexpectedly, this favor has not been repaid, and now I'm here again to trouble you... Please forgive me, Meng Xiaoyou..."

  "What's wrong?"

  Leng Daoshi sighed and said, "To be honest, I'm here to seek medical help for a friend! I suppose you also heard about the illness of Qingqiu Ridge's Water Moon Goddess' younger sister. Her illness is even stranger than mine. Mine is due to worsening symptoms that cannot be cured, but that little fox's illness is congenital. The Qingqiu Ridge clan has been searching for doctors to diagnose and treat her for over a decade, but there hasn't been any effect!"

  "Could it be that Master wants me to go and take a look for her?" Meng Xuan suddenly understood.

  Leng Daoshi nodded and said, "Indeed! Little friend can cure my illness, it's a divine hand in medicine. The little fox's illness probably only you have hope to cure. During the day, Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng asked me if I had a famous doctor to treat my illness. I remembered Little Friend's three rules and one order, without revealing half a word, but in my heart, I still hoped to ask Little Friend a sentence, whether it is possible..."

  "Let me think for a moment..."

  Meng Xuan waved his hand and fell into deep thought.

  He had actually intended to go and take a look when he heard about the illness of Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng's sister, after all, one kind of disease was like a big pill for him. He also wanted to see how the little fox's disease was doing and whether he could refine a big pill out of it. However, he also had doubts: first, he was worried that the little fox's illness was too severe and he couldn't cure it; secondly, he hadn't dealt with demons before and didn't know the details.

  "Master Leng, forgive me for speaking bluntly, but I don't want to treat that illness..."

  Meng Xuan thought for a moment, let out a soft sigh and said.

  "This..."

  Leng Daishi was taken aback by his words and a hint of regret appeared on his face.

  Unexpectedly, Meng Xuan finished speaking and smiled lightly, continuing: "However, Master, since you personally came to visit in the middle of the night, I shouldn't just brush it off like this. It's not very polite. How about this? I'll tell you my concerns, and if you think they can be resolved, then I'll go take a look at her. If not, then we might as well pretend that you never came to the Meng residence tonight..."

  After finishing speaking, Meng Xuan looked at Leng Da Shi's reaction.

  He had actually decided to go see Xiao Hu Li's illness, but since Leng Da Shi was already there, he couldn't help but make him owe himself a favor.

  Leng Daoshi was overjoyed as soon as he heard it and hastily said: "Please tell me, little friend!"

  Meng Xuan thought for a moment, then said slowly: "Firstly, I have never treated a demon's illness before, and I don't know what kind of illness that little fox has. To be honest, I'm not very confident. Master, you must guarantee that no matter how well or poorly I treat her, Qingqiu Ridge won't cause any trouble. Secondly, Master also knows that when I treat someone's illness, they must agree to the three rules and one order. Qingqiu Ridge is naturally no exception. Of course, if the illness can't be cured, then Qingqiu Ridge only needs to follow the three rules, and the one order doesn't need to be followed."

  Leng Daoshi listened and immediately knew that Meng Xuan's concerns were all real and not intentionally evasive. He was greatly relieved in his heart, smiled and said: "Don't worry, young friend, I'll vouch for these two questions. How about this? When you go to Qingqiu Ridge, I'll accompany you!"

  "Thanks for your trouble, Master!"

  Meng Xuan smiled and raised his wine cup to toast Leng Daoshi.

  Leng Daoshi put down a worry and drank this cup with relish, then asked: "I wonder when will you have time, little friend?"

  Meng Xuan glanced at the sky outside and smiled: "Master, are you interested in going out to see the night view?"

  Leng Daishi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly overjoyed, and laughed: "Of course there is, let's go now?"

  The two of them immediately put on their rain cloaks and, braving the fine drizzle, went straight out of Sicheng City and headed towards Qingqiu Ridge.

  On a rainy night, the road was slippery and there were no stars or moon in the sky. Ordinary people would have found it difficult to take a step, but these two were extraordinary, able to see objects in the dark of night. With their movements unfolding, they sped along swiftly, faster than galloping horses. At first, Cold Master was worried that Meng Xuan wouldn't be able to keep up with him, so he intentionally used only 30% of his speed. But unexpectedly, Meng Xuan followed silently and effortlessly behind him, seemingly still having energy to spare.

  "Your little friend is quite skilled..."

  Leng Daoshi burst out laughing and intentionally sped up his pace.

  "How polite of you, Master!"

  Meng Xuan also smiled slightly and quickened his pace to catch up with him.

  Two people, one in front and one behind, like two sharp swords, cut through this dark rainy night.

  By the end, Leng had already used his full strength and only then did he notice that Meng Xuan's breathing was getting a bit urgent.

  He hastily slowed down, but in his heart, he didn't underestimate Meng Xuan at all. After all, he was already over 80 years old, and although he hadn't entered the immortal realm, his cultivation was also authentic Xuanmen Heart Method. It's just that later on, he became infatuated with swordsmanship and cultivated it to the extreme, but neglected his cultivation. Meng Xuan, on the other hand, was less than 20 years old and had only been cultivating for seven years at most.

  It can be said that Meng Xuan was able to force him to show his full speed, which is already a very rare thing.

  Of course, this is also because Master Leng's advantage does not lie in speed. In fact, his advantage does not even lie in his cultivation.

  Everyone has their own pursuits, like the elders of the immortal sect, generally seeking immortality, everything is just for survival.

  Leng Daoshi is a sword-seeker, and everything is based on swordsmanship.

  In other words, the elder of Xianmen is pursuing the peak of physical strength, but Leng Dashi is pursuing the peak of combat power.

  Of course, there are also some people who pursue neither physical strength nor combat power, but Tao and Fa.

  It's hard to say who is right or wrong, who is strong or weak. In short, as long as they are loyal to the Tao in their hearts, that's all that matters.

  It seems that Meng Xuan is the type of person who pursues physical peak, his current true energy cultivation is already much higher than that of ordinary people of the same age, but he doesn't know many spells and his martial skills are only those low-level ones he learned when he was in the immortal sect, so his combat power is not strong at all. However, with his cultivation, it's easy for him to learn those things now.

  It's just like a person with great strength learning boxing, who has more advantages than a physically weak person.

  Two people, one in front and one behind, rushed up to a high peak before stopping. Cold Master sighed: "Meng Xiao You, I really can't understand it. At such a young age, you have this level of medical skill and such deep cultivation. Compared to the Xia family's child, it's like clouds and mud. Have the old Taoists on Qing Cong Mountain all become muddle-headed? They actually kept that Xia family child but drove you out?"

  Meng Xuan smiled and said: "As for the details, I'm afraid I must ask Senior to excuse me from speaking clearly!"

  Leng Daoshi suddenly came to his senses and hastily said "no defense".

  Actually, he just asked about personal matters and some prisoners have already felt guilty, but Meng Xuan also knew that he was kind-hearted and wouldn't mind.

  "Little friend, go another hundred miles forward, cross over this desolate mountain, and you will enter the territory of Qingqiu Ridge!"

  Meng Xuan nodded and took out a mask from his bosom, putting it on his face. Cold Master found it somewhat strange but didn't ask for the reason.

  Two men, one in front and one behind, descended the mountain, racing and galloping through the mountains. The hundred-mile mountain road was covered in just a short while.

  In a place filled with graves like a chaotic burial ground, Cold Master suddenly stopped and shouted: "Halt!"

  Meng Xuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, and he also sensed that there were people lurking around.

  Rumble...

  Just as the two of them had just stopped, suddenly countless huge rocks flew up from the ground and smashed towards them.