Boil the heavens

Patted Rhubarb, Rhubarb left happily.

"Master, this..." The young Yang Xiao was a little bit unwilling. The things that everyone had worked so hard and sacrificed countless times to get were taken away by others?

"It's good to put it in the master's hands. With the master in charge of the spiritual seed, the Mongols will never be able to break the seal on the rain-covering sword." Patting Yang Xiao on the shoulder, Yang Dingtian laughed.

"Master, who is your master?" The White-browed Eagle King suddenly asked.

"Longevity Sword, Yan Fei is also known as the Immortal of Longevity, has the Eagle King heard of it?" Yang Dingtian said slowly.

"Longevity...sword!? Isn't it said that he died in the hands of the Mongols? Besides, if he was alive, he would have been close to [-] years old. How could he still look so young?" It's incredible.

"If you can live to be two hundred years old, what is this youthful appearance? Do you think it is the Eagle King?" Yang Dingtian asked back.

"No matter who he is, if he kills my master, I, Xie Xun, will kill him in this life for revenge!" The bandaged Xie Xun roared.

The White-Browed Eagle King shook his head, "Brother, if it is true that the man is the Longevity Sword as the leader said, I advise you to give up revenge!"

Family background, as a descendant of Iron Palm Shangguan Fei, listening to his elders talking about him since he was a child, the White-browed Eagle King still knows a lot about Yan Fei.

I used to think that the elders were exaggerating, but today I saw a real person make a move...

Not only did it not exaggerate, but I am afraid I still have some reservations!

A month later, Yan Fei came to Huashan.

Cutting the knife and cutting the axe, looking up at the almost vertical cliff, Yan Fei lamented the uncanny workmanship of nature.

Just as he was about to go up the mountain, there was a sudden cry from the nearby dense forest.

"Sister, my brother will definitely avenge you!" A young man in Tsing Yi was crying with his arms around a pregnant woman who had no signs of life.

The boy does not cry easily, but it is not when he is sad.

Eyes full of tears, blurred face, weeping loudly, extremely sad.

The tragedy in the world, although the reason is unknown, but Yan Fei has seen many worse than this in his travels in the world.

Unable to control it, he shook his head and wanted to leave.

boom!

But at this moment, an extremely weak beating sound came from the body of the woman who had lost her breath.

"Although I don't know your story, but young man, now is not the time to be sad. The child in your sister's belly seems to be alive, and you can save it." Appeared suddenly, spoke suddenly, looked at Yan Fei, Hu Qingniu was startled, Instantly reacted.

Responding in an instant, he quickly leaned over to the woman's big belly, as if...

It seems that there is really a very weak vibration.

Can...

But what should he do?

Even though he claims to be highly skilled in medicine, this situation...

Anxious like ants on a hot pot, looking at the anxious Hu Qingniu, Yan Fei said calmly, "Stand by the side, I'll take the baby out first!"

The mother is dead, so naturally it is impossible to give birth naturally.

At this time, the only option is caesarean section.

"What are you doing!?"

Seeing Yan Fei tearing up the woman's blouse with his hands, Hu Qingniu screamed.

"If you don't want this child to die, just shut up!" With a soft drink, he restrained him with a wave of true energy.

Immediately, the fingertips were close to the abdomen, and the sword energy slowly cut open the stomach, blood spattered, staining the body red, but Yan Fei didn't care.

Finally, the child covered in blood was taken out.

It's just...the signs of life are faint!

After thinking for a while, a drop of liver essence and blood dripped into the child's mouth, and then the Changchun zhenqi wrapped the little guy like the amniotic fluid of a mother's fetus.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the little guy's vitality has begun to flourish.

"This child...needs to be carefully raised in the future!" Yan Fei placed the child in Hu Qingniu's hands, "His mother died of poisoning, and the child also absorbed the toxin in the mother's womb, and the toxin penetrated into the bone marrow. I'm afraid life will not be easy."

After finishing speaking, Yan Fei went to the nearby pool to wash off the blood on his hands and feet, and prepared to leave.

"Please tell me your benefactor's name, Hu Qingniu will repay you for his great kindness and virtue!" The young man with the baby in his arms knelt down in front of Yan Fei with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Hu Qingniu? Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal, that Hu Qingniu of the Ming Cult?" Raising his eyebrows, Yan Fei didn't expect that the person he helped was a celebrity from the original book.

Hearing what Yan Fei said, Hu Qingniu was a little confused, and shook his head, "My name is Hu Qingniu, and I consider myself to be an excellent doctor, but I'm afraid I'm far from being a medical immortal. As for the Mingjiao, although I yearn for it, I haven't joined yet."

Haven't joined Mingjiao yet....

Nodding his head, looking at the women and children around Hu Qingniu, a blurry scene suddenly appeared in Yan Fei's mind. He remembered that Hu Qingniu seemed to have a grievance with the head of Huashan, but it was so long ago that he really couldn't remember clearly. up.

"You...what exactly is going on here?" Yan Fei asked

0108 Cultivation Technique

The story of Hu Qingniu is very simple. Xian Yutong, the sworn brother who received his life-saving grace, climbed to the high branch of Huashan's daughter, and abandoned his pregnant wife, Hu Qingniu's younger sister. Suicide by taking poison.

Coincidentally, today is the day when Xian Yutong and the head daughter get married.

"Hey... If Brother Hao knew what his disciples and grandchildren looked like, he would probably have to crawl out of the ground." Looking at Hu Qingniu who was holding the baby, Yan Fei said, "Death is the most important thing, let's kill you first." Let my sister be buried, and then I will go up the mountain with the Daoist, and the Daoist will help you get justice, and by the way, help Junior Brother Hao clean up the house."

"You... can you really help me get justice?" Looking at Yan Fei who was younger than himself, Hu Qingniu looked excited, and couldn't help but use honorific words between his words.

Yan Fei left without a word, he would never answer such repeated meaningless questions, "I'll wait for you on the mountain path, hurry up."

above Mount Hua.

"Husband and wife salute~~~~"

Dressed in a red robe, the hall was full of joy. When Yan Fei rushed to the mountain with Hu Qingniu, it happened that Xian Yutong and a girl in a red turban were worshiping each other.

"Don't do obeisance yet!" Waving his hands with a wave of true energy, Yan Fei slowly walked into the wedding hall, looking at the joyous, slender-eyed and short Xian Yutong, and said, "If you go on worshiping this, you will delay the girl!"

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you interrupt my daughter's wedding ceremony?" Yu Feng, the woman's father who was sitting on the main seat, and the current Head of Huashan, looked at Yan Fei who was slowly walking into the wedding hall, stood up and frowned.

"Don't you know me? It's no wonder that you were only a five-year-old when you came here last time, but you don't recognize people anymore, should you still recognize this thing?" Looking at Yu Feng in front of him, Yan Fei raised his eyebrows from his arms. He took out a jade pendant, which was obtained by Yan Fei when he practiced sword carving. Each of the eight masters of the Quanzhen had one. At first, it was just for fun, but later it gradually became the identity symbol of the eight masters of the Quanzhen.

"This...this is.... Yu Feng, the head of Huashan Mountain, pays his respects to the master." Looking at the jade pendant in Yan Fei's hand and gazing at Yan Fei's face, Yu Feng knelt down excitedly.