The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ying Niu followed Taoist Niu's directions and arrived at an open space outside the capital. As Ying Niu hesitated, Taoist Niu suddenly dialed a number behind her. Suddenly, the clearing opened up, revealing a passage extending toward the center of the earth. Without stopping, Ying Niu immediately wielded her Frost Sword and soared down along the passage.

Soon after, Ying Ni finally glimpsed a glimmer of hope at the end of the long, dark tunnel. Without hesitation, she focused her spiritual energy on her sword and swiftly launched it forward like an arrow. The ray of light gradually expanded, transforming into a dazzling sunlight that suddenly shone into Ying Ni's eyes, forcing her to close them involuntarily.

Sunlight streamed through her half-lidded eyes, casting a dappled orange-red glow. Her heart surged with indescribable emotion. She took a deep breath, the air mingling with the fragrance of earth and the freshness of grass. Slowly opening her eyes, she was greeted by the boundless blue sky. Below, neat rows of concrete buildings and training grounds, and on the distant horizon, the looming mountains.

At this moment, several people waiting at the exit of the passage suddenly saw a sword light passing by. They looked closely and saw Ying Niu and Taoist Priest Niu flying in the air with swords, soaring above their heads.

"Miss Ying, we have arrived at our destination and can go down now." Taoist Priest Niu patted Ying Ni's shoulder lightly.

Upon hearing this, Ying Ni immediately controlled the Frost Sword and slowly descended.

As soon as Ying and Niu landed, people immediately flocked over and surrounded Taoist Niu, starting to talk about him.

"Miss Ying, is that you?" The soldier in emerald green uniform gazed at Ying Ying with a resolute gaze. His uniform, embroidered with a golden insignia, gleamed with a dazzling brilliance, a testament to his rank and honor. His eyes revealed an unquestionable resolve, as if he would bravely forge ahead, fearless, no matter the difficulties or challenges. His voice was resonant and powerful, each word brimming with strength and determination.

Ying Ni gracefully turned her head, her gaze landing on the uniformed man. She instinctively gave a standard military salute. She nodded slightly, her voice gentle yet resolute: "Indeed, I am Ying Ni." Her tone exuded a calmness and resolve, as if she could face any challenge with equanimity, never retreating. Her demeanor was like a flower proudly blooming in the wind and rain, both resilient and graceful.

The man was visibly stunned for a moment, then immediately returned a standard military salute to Ying Ni. He had never expected that even a master cultivator like Ying Ni would show him such respect.

"Miss Ying, please come this way." The man kept his mission in mind, and his tone revealed unquestionable determination.

Ying Ni's eyes lightly passed over the figure of Taoist Niu, and then slowly turned to the man.

"Master Niu often comes here and he knows the route very well. You just need to follow me." The man immediately understood Ying Li's implication and explained.

After Ying Li learned the news, she followed the man and went to Shan Zhizhi's residence.

Inside the room, Ying Ni's gaze swept across it, her heartbeat quickening as she spotted two masters, Taoist Qinghui and Tianjizi, standing at opposite ends of the room. Their figures appeared particularly solemn under the dim light. Between them, Shan Zhizhi, now trapped between the two masters, seemed to be trembling slightly, clearly enduring immense pain.

Taoist Master Qinghui, the compassionate Taoist master, now had his eyes tightly closed, his hands clasped in a complex mudra before his chest. Beads of sweat covered his face, evidently straining to channel the surrounding spiritual energy, attempting to stabilize Shan Zhizhi's raging internal injuries. Meanwhile, Tianjizi, the hermit renowned for his wisdom and medical skills, had a glimmer of anxiety in his eyes, his hands dancing in the air as if weaving an invisible net, attempting to capture and control the raging injuries.

Shan Zhizhi's face was as pale as paper, his breathing rapid and weak, each breath a test of life's limits. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he looked frail. Ying Yao could clearly feel the injuries within Shan Zhizhi's body like a storm, ravaging his internal organs. Taoist Qinghui and Tianjizi, like two brave sailors, steered the ship through the storm, trying to get him out of these dangerous waters.

In the corner of the room, a faint oil lamp cast a faint glow, illuminating the tense, focused faces of the three men. Ying Li knew that these two masters were harnessing the spiritual power cultivated throughout their lives to engage in a silent battle against the wounds within Shan Zhizhi's body. Her heart was filled with respect and concern. She knew that without the timely intervention of these two masters, Shan Zhizhi might have perished long ago.

Without a moment's hesitation, Ying Xuan swiftly stepped forward, extending her slender fingers and accurately grasping Shan Zhizhi's pulse. Her bright eyes gleamed with a resolute glint, as if perceiving everything. With her keen senses, she meticulously felt the flow of energy through Shan Zhizhi's veins. Suddenly, her brow furrowed as she noticed numerous black impurities clinging to the veins. These impurities, like stubborn dirt, eroded Shan Zhizhi's vitality.

She immediately pulled a precious Heart-Protecting Pill from the ring on her finger. The pill emanated a faint luster, as if imbued with a powerful life force. Ying Ni carefully pried open Dan Zhizhi's tightly clenched jaws, her movements gentle and swift, fearing even the slightest delay. She carefully placed the Heart-Protecting Pill into his mouth, ensuring it slid smoothly down his throat to unleash its full potential.

Under the effects of the Heart Protecting Pill, Shan Zhizhi's complexion gradually regained its color. Its medicinal properties protected his heart, and the black substance in his body was blocked from radiating energy. Ying Ni didn't leave immediately. She quietly stayed by Shan Zhizhi's side, gently caressing his forehead with her spiritual hands, using her zhenqi to accelerate his recovery. She knew that while the Heart Protecting Pill was precious, the Clearing Barrier Pill was still needed to completely eliminate the black substance.

The two were pouring their spiritual energy into the room with all their might when they suddenly sensed something unusual and slowly reduced the amount of spiritual energy they were pouring in. Their eyes lit up as they immediately spotted Ying Ni and instantly realized she must have done something.

The moonlight was shining, but Qinghui was still sleeping, so Tianjizi and Ying Ni quietly left and found another place to talk in a low voice.

"Director, how is the injury? Is there any way to deal with it?" Tianjizi asked anxiously as he walked out of the room.

"Uncle Shan's condition has stabilized, but in order to eradicate the dark obstacles in his body, we still need the help of the Clearing Barrier Pill." Ying Li revealed this situation to the two without reservation. Her implication was clear that the country needed to be informed of this matter.