One person established a clan

Chapter 10 Living Immortal

The power is good.

After the spiritual light from his fingertips dissipated, Su Cheng was very satisfied with the Five Mystical Arts and took another look at the system panel.

[Black Iron Spiritual Energy: 36 Years] [Pure Spiritual Energy: 35 Years]

Both types of spiritual energy consume a little bit. Obviously, whether it is to deduce and comprehend the exercises or to simulate the opponents in the training room, a certain amount of spiritual energy needs to be consumed.

But compared to the gains, this effort is worth it.

[Can consume ten years of pure spiritual energy to continue to deduce the Five Mystical Arts]

Su Cheng drank a mouthful of the delicious soup and felt relieved.

He pondered for only a moment before returning the Five Mystical Arts to the comprehension room.

Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, more powerful mystical arts are crucial and cannot be spared.

Thinking about what happened in the training room, Su Cheng didn't want it to happen in real life.

"Guest officer!"

The knock on the door sounded again, and the waiter returned. "The shopkeeper has written a letter of recommendation for you. If you go to Huanxi Tower today, you can spend less money."

Su Cheng took the letter and asked, "Does your shopkeeper have any history with Huanxi Tower?"

The waiter smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a favor."

Su Cheng smiled without saying anything, his eyes glancing at the letter paper, which listed many names of medicinal herbs.

"these are"

"Huanxilou sends out prescriptions every month. If you find any rare herbs, you can go and look for them."

"I understand." Su Cheng held the prescription in his hand, his eyes lingering on the word 'Wuhua' for a moment.

It seems that I have to meet the people from Huanxing Sect.

The midday sun scorched the bluestone road, and heat waves were floating.

Su Cheng and Shi Xuan walked down the street, casually helping her adjust her veil. Thanks to her black robe covering her face, no one paid any attention to this distinguished female immortal.

Before packing up and leaving, he also learned a lot about current affairs from the waiter.

The town of Jingyang under your feet is located in the territory of Dongchen Country.

This country worships immortality, and it is rumored that the royal family has contacts with many immortals.

Those immortals all have the ability to move mountains and seas and achieve immortality. And among the common people, there are also many extraordinary people who have learned the mysterious arts.

However, as a result, chaos and disasters occurred frequently in various places. The government failed to suppress them for many years, and many natural disasters occurred, making it difficult for the people to survive.

However, within the hundreds of miles of the territory of Fuze of the Huanxing Sect, few people do evil, and therefore they have won the hearts of many people.

"He's still a local tyrant who's good at disguising himself."

Su Cheng thought of the mountains of corpses and bones filling the farmlands, stroked the prescription in his palm, and hurried to Huanxi Tower.

In addition to obtaining the ingredients for the elixir as quickly as possible, he also wanted to see what tricks were being played in the Huanxi Tower.

The streets were becoming increasingly crowded, and occasional coughs could be heard.

Su Cheng pulled Shi Xuan behind him and went around to the open side road.

Looking along the way, you can see a three-story attic facing south, with the words "Huanxi Tower" written on the plaque.

At the door, there was a long queue and coughing sounds were heard one after another.

"so many people?"

Su Cheng looked around and frowned secretly.

If we have a conflict with the people from Huanxing Sect here
"Brother." The pharmacy clerk came over quietly and pointed at the prescription in his hand: "There are no prescriptions outside. Come in through the side door with me."

Su Cheng understood what he meant and followed him into the building. He soon smelled a strange scent mixed with herbs and rotten wood.

There was a great deal of noise in Huanxi Tower: the cries of the pharmacist, the groans of the patients, and the clinking of weights, all twisted into a muddy wave of sound among the carved beams and painted buildings.

The pharmacy clerk winked and rubbed his fingertips: "Today is a living immortal."

Su Cheng casually gave him a few coins.

The pharmacy clerk snorted in dissatisfaction. "Are gods so worthless?"

"Forget it then." Su Cheng took back the money and quickly pulled Shi Xuan upstairs, leaving behind a flurry of glares. Compared to the noisy and crowded first floor, the second floor seemed a bit quieter.

Su Cheng glanced around casually. The people here were well-dressed and most of them came from well-off families.

He randomly found a doctor, handed him a prescription, and bought several doses of rare medicinal herbs, including fog flower.

"Little brother, I see you don't seem to be from here. This medicine is three-quarters poisonous! Don't take it carelessly!"

The old doctor said earnestly, "Unless prescribed by a doctor, you must not take them together."

Su Cheng wrapped the herbs and put them away, nodding in response.

This doctor has no cultivation skills, so I think he has little to do with the Huanxing Sect.

"By the way, I heard there is a living immortal today, he is now..."

"He's on the third floor." The old doctor sighed, brushing his beard. "He's the immortal from the Huanxing Sect. His ability to heal illnesses and save lives is far beyond the reach of ordinary doctors like us."

Su Cheng pretended to be curious and asked, "How can I go up to see a doctor?"

The old doctor smiled and said, "When the immortal fate comes, the living immortal will save you."

Su Cheng: “.”

It's a bit weird, but it seems quite realistic.

He pulled Shi Xuan around to the stairs and walked to the third floor. Just as he was about to find out more about the living immortal, he saw a lot of people crowded in front of the door.

Inside the house, one could faintly hear some arguing sounds.

Su Cheng was quite surprised. Could it be that someone else came to cause trouble for the living god?

Relying on his height, he peeked into the room from outside the crowd and immediately saw the middle-aged man sitting behind the rosewood table.

This person was wearing the robes of a disciple of the Huanxing Sect. He had a resolute and old-fashioned appearance, and his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Opposite him was a young man dressed in tight clothes, wearing a conical hat on his back and holding a sword in his arms, looking like a knight.

"I'll tell you straight, this person doesn't have any chronic illness."

The young man slammed the table and said coldly, "Someone poisoned him!"

The rage in the Living Immortal's eyes gradually gathered, and he suddenly laughed: "This is not the place for you to act wildly. If you want to go crazy, why not go and tell the government officials--"

"I am the official!" The young man pulled out a token from his pocket and slammed it on the table. "There's something wrong with your Huanxi Tower. I'm going to investigate it thoroughly!"

The Living Immortal glared at him, "Who are you?! When did Jingyang Town ever have a figure like you?"

"What do you care where I came from?"

The young man retorted, pointing at the dark-faced little girl beside him. "She took the medicine you prescribed, and that's why she's like this! Others might not be able to tell, but I know it's poison!"

As he shouted the question, he quickly revealed a meaningful smile. "Could it be that there's something fishy going on with your Huanxing Sect?"

"How dare you!" The 'Living Immortal' was furious. He stood up suddenly and struck out with a palm from the flick of his sleeve.

The young man pushed the girl away and drew his sword to block the attack, but was knocked back by the powerful palm force and crashed through the wall.

There were panicked screams all around, and countless debris and dust were flying everywhere.

"Cough cough!"

The young man grabbed the corridor with one hand, turned over and jumped back, lowered his head and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Damn, there really is a ghost. What a monster with such strength!"

"Die!" The 'living immortal' suddenly passed through the dust and fog, his five fingers like claws, heading straight for his face.

The young man's face suddenly turned stern, and he drew his sword, ready to fight to the death.

Just at this moment, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed and instantly crossed between the two sides.

The 'Living Immortal' showed a look of surprise and quickly withdrew his attack: "Who is it——"

puff!

A cold light flew past, bringing with it a flash of blood, and the head had already flown to the ground.

"Holy shit!" The young man was stunned. Who was so ferocious? A cultivator from an immortal sect could kill someone without hesitation?!
He looked around hurriedly, but saw no one behind the dust and fog.

(End of this chapter)