Chapter Sixty

  Chen Liu still came, of course, with him also came Lu Jian.

  The deer arrow pounced on the bedside, touched the quiet path with his hand, and was afraid that she would cry out and startle others in the house. He raised his hand to cover her mouth at any moment, but unexpectedly, he looked even calmer than others.

  Lu Jing's mind was racing with thoughts as she recalled similar situations she had encountered before. She vaguely remembered that in the Tong Chen Palace, Yu Gong Zhu had once transmitted a method to Dao Jing. At that time, Dao Jing was still confused and disoriented, so this must be some kind of treatment.

  She turned her head towards the crowd and asked, "Which of you can use your cultivation to stabilize his condition?"

  He Jun first stood out, but was stopped by Cheng Fu, "You and Meng Mu don't move, you two are not orthodox immortal families, I'll try"

  Dao Jing was helped up and sat cross-legged, while Cheng Fu sat opposite him, using finger techniques to stimulate his cultivation. A similar clear light enveloped his body, but it was even thinner, indicating that his magical powers were no match for Dao Jing's. He had thought about this before, but as a celestial doctor, it was taboo to use one's own cultivation to channel energy for patients. Unless absolutely necessary, one should never use their own body as medicine, lest they suffer damage to their cultivation or even lose their life. His master and uncle were painful examples of this!

  This time it seems to be more troublesome than imagined, Cheng Fu's cultivation barely entered the meridian of Dao Jing, and before he could start searching, he was blocked back immediately.

  Cheng Feng was hit by a heavy punch, spat out a mouthful of blood, shook his head and got down from the bed with a pale face.

  "My cultivation is insufficient, I am unable to suppress him"

  Lu Jing took out the heavy silk, and the bright red light circulated and flowed. She hesitated, unsure if she should do this.

  Cheng Fu just wanted to explain, but she waved her hand to interrupt him and only said "I know this thing shouldn't be used..."

  "Cloud, Cloud Su!" She suddenly remembered that in the Tongchen Palace, Dao Jing had asked Duanmu Chengyang to go to Cloud Su for help. Cloud Su was also a disciple of the immortal family and was said to have already achieved great success in his cultivation. She hastily grabbed He Jun's sleeve and urged him to hurry up and leave.

  "Go to Dongyue and find Yun Su!"

  "No way!" Meng Mu firmly opposed, and Lu Jian almost quarreled with him.

  He Jun was stunned, and said, "Stop arguing, we have to try every method." After speaking, he pushed the door open and almost knocked over Qin Xiong, who was carrying a bowl of hot congee. He saw him transform into a black horse and gallop towards the night sky.

  Taking advantage of this time, Cheng Fu has already taken out the golden needle and pierced it into Dao Jing's Hegu, Dazhui and other acupoints. She also forcibly gave him a dose of Baixin pulse medicine to prevent his internal organs from being damaged by the fire.

  Meng Mu gazed at the lamp with only a small amount of oil left, his hand tightly clenched around the silk fabric, and said in a low voice: "If this lamp goes out and Yun Su still hasn't arrived, I won't be able to wait any longer."

  Everyone knew what he meant, and for a moment they were all silent. Only Xian Chu's hands didn't stop, flipping through the book pages non-stop.

  Qin Xiong thought for a moment outside the door, then quietly closed it from the outside and stood guard silently beside it.

  It was unknown how long had passed when a horse's neigh suddenly came from afar, and his heart lifted once again.

  In the bright moonlight, a black horse galloped from the horizon, with a white shirt fluttering on its back. A handsome young man with an air of heroism and a star-studded cloak burst through the night sky and dismounted his horse, striding into the house.

  It wasn't until quite some time later that Qin Xiong finally came back to his senses and realized who this person was...

  Wow!

  "Make way!" A calm voice gave the order, and everyone retreated to the bedside. Meng Mu, although unwilling, was also pulled away by Lu Jian.

  Yun Su gently lifted her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, lightly yet solemnly grasping Dao Jing's wrist.

  As his eyes slightly closed, a strong and powerful force suddenly rushed into the quiet meridians. Immediately suppressing the external force that was causing chaos. The true energy circulated ceaselessly, surrounding him and Dao Jing, forming a barrier of divine power that forced everyone to retreat continuously. One of the true energies impartially and directly rushed towards Meng Mu, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally pushing him to the door.

  Looking at Yun Su's expression, Meng Mu felt that this person was not kind, but he had to put aside his anger for the time being and focus on treating Dao Jing's injuries. Since they looked down on him, he might as well leave.

  "Cut, what a big show-off!" He glanced at him with disdain, but when he turned his head back, he suddenly found that everyone was staring at him with weird expressions.

  "What's going on, what's going on, won't let people speak?"

  "Shut up!!!!!!..."

  "Hmph" Mu Mu let out a cold hum of disdain, didn't even glance at Dao Jing once, and stumbled out the door back to the Yun residence.

  About half a time later, Yun Su slowly withdrew his hand, and thin sweat had appeared on his forehead.

  At this time, Dao Jing had indeed calmed down, and his forehead had returned to its normal temperature.

  However, Yun Su did not speak, but the crowd felt an invisible pressure from his body, and for a moment, there was dead silence.

  After waiting for a while, Dao Jing moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

  In a daze, he seemed to have returned to Tong Chen Palace again. It was just like when he had just woken up and saw so many faces in front of him. The first one was still Lu Jian, and beside her was...

  "What's wrong?"

  "Don't speak yet" Yun Su pressed his hand, turned around and took the teacup from He Jun's hand, and helped Dao Jing to drink a few mouthfuls of water.

  "On the way here I've already asked in detail" Yun Su's cold and stern expression gradually faded away, transforming into a warm smile.

  "You're really being reckless, Immortal knows about it, isn't he going to be worried?"

  Seeing Dao Jing's tired and exhausted expression, he couldn't bear to say more. He just comforted him in a warm voice: "It's a pity that I can't leave the mountain now, otherwise I will definitely take care of you. I know you've always been living freely, but be more careful from now on."

  He chuckled softly and pretended to be angry, saying: "We agreed that once you've seen the superior immortal, you'd come find me. But when you arrived at Snowy Plains, you only remembered your mother and Qin Xiong. I'm afraid you forgot our agreement again, didn't you? You should be punished for making me wait so long!"

  "Sorry," Jing said with a slightly embarrassed expression, looking rather sheepish.

  "Don't say sorry, you have your own reasons, I understand"

  Although Yun Su had the intention to stay, he couldn't since this time he sneaked out. He still needs to go back and report to Emperor Jun first before coming again. Seeing Dao Jing's condition has stabilized, he didn't linger much longer, repeatedly instructing a few times before bidding farewell and leaving.

  It happened suddenly, and everyone forgot that Qin Xiong was also present. At this time, they were all at a loss for words and didn't know how to explain it.

  Qin Xiong chuckled a few times, raised his hand and waved it, "You don't need to say anything, I understand too."

  Dao Jing's illness broke out, disrupting all the plans he had already set in his heart. Knowing that he still needed some time to recover, he felt a bit frustrated for a while.

  If Yun Su could come, of course, he would also get a boost, but Dao Jing had been holding back since being taught by He Yu in the Tong Chen Palace. He would rather let the unknown Meng Mu be with him than borrow someone else's power.

  But...

  He recalled the scene of driving out the ghost that night, and a hint of worry appeared in his heart.

  That ghost was very ordinary, not even a real ghost, just a wisp of residual soul, appearing at midnight in the old residence, wandering back and forth, stubbornly waiting. Dao Jing understood it at a glance, actually, if he didn't bother with it, within a year or two, it would disperse on its own.

  However, this is still a hidden danger. Dao Jing did not use his immortal magic, but used ordinary ghost-driving charms to make it leave on its own. Once it left the mansion filled with memories, the ghost would be unable to maintain its shape.

  So he didn't use the killing move, but what he didn't expect was that just as the ghost was about to pass through the wall, it suddenly turned around, and a square face without expression suddenly revealed a ferocious smile.

  This cold smile was so familiar, Dao Jing always felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

  The ghost returned, but its momentum was completely different from before. The strong demonic energy made Dao Jing even unable to parry for a moment. He had no choice but to draw his long sword, but the sword light didn't have time to flash, and the incomplete ghost suddenly projected a shadow onto the ground.

  That shadow was tall and majestic, not the old man himself. Just as the long sword was in hand, the shadow suddenly attacked him, Dao Jing only felt a strong and fierce aura suddenly invading his mind.

  Innumerable eerie scenes twisted and rolled before his eyes, the sharp noises at his ears overlapped and howled, the headache was unbearable, Dao Jing didn't even have the strength to stand up.

  A heavy shadow gradually approached, blocking the moonlight outside the window. Dao Jing covered his head in pain and retreated unsteadily, but the shadow drew closer and closer, its sharp aura tightly locking onto his body.

  Several black auras separated from the shadow, invading Dao Jing's seven orifices. Dao Jing could only watch helplessly, unable to resist for a moment. Just then, a clear light suddenly burst out of his chest!

  The jade order resonated with its master's mind and spirit, the incantation was triggered, instantly unleashing the supreme thunder curse, which violently struck that figure!

  A narrow indoor space, a brilliant work of art, the shadow transforms into a human figure, as if to block, but the long sword in Jing's hand also transforms into numerous sword lights, sandwiched between the wind and thunder, mercilessly piercing through the heart!

  The door and window shook violently, the figure was shattered in an instant, turned into a black air and fled in panic. The moonlight poured back in, under the clear and cold light, the square-faced ghost also disappeared without a trace.

  In the early morning, birds began to flap their wings. Dao Jing had been awake all night, sitting alone by his bed, constantly weighing and calculating in his mind.

  Men in Black, the girl who follows them, and the strange shadow with a demonic aura... What kind of connection do these three have?

  He reached out and took something from under the pillow, which was the golden bangle he had picked up in the forest that day. Dao Jing compared it to her wrist size, this bangle had a small opening, could be quickly taken off to counterattack, presumably the owner's wrist was very slender. There were some carvings of flowers and grasses on it, but the craftsmanship was ancient and rough, looking a bit coarse. A gold object, not commonly seen among the common people, this bangle was not big, but had some weight, whoever could wear such an ornament, presumably wasn't a girl from an ordinary family.

  He raised his cuff and examined it in the morning light, suddenly discovering that on the inner circle of the cuff, several shallow lines were etched with a pattern.

  About half an inch in size, the lines are smooth and connected, completely different from the floral patterns on the outside. With a closer examination, it seems to retain some faint traces of a spell.

  He took the bangle and walked to the window, carefully observing it in the light, which made him frown.

  Delicate lines outline a slender profile, sharp-angled ellipses connected to a fishbone, two willow leaves on the shoulders flying outwards, with two tail feathers trailing at the end.

  Dao Jing put away his cuff and gazed deeply into the sky, muttering to himself: "Could this be... the Mysterious Bird?"

  Jin Chao Mama 2014/10/6 22:41