Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Lu Zhiqiu felt the need to hold it in his hand again.

After all, it is something that the Heavenly Soul Palace has been thinking about, and it is also related to the three incomplete maps she collected.

Based on the information she got from Luo Banzhang.

Once the four incomplete pictures are gathered, the Rakshasa beads will be used for further interpretation.

and so.

This is a great opportunity to obtain the Rakshasa Pearl.

under balance.

Lu Zhiqiu placed his hand on the shoulder of the Luosha Sect leader, and the purple moon spiritual power entered his body to check his physical condition.

After a while.

She opened her eyes, a look of fear on her face and said:

"This poison is truly horrible."

"I just did a simple investigation, and it actually came to me through the spiritual power."

"Master Qu, most people wouldn't dare to treat this poison."

She pulled up her sleeves.

You can indeed see a black aura lingering around your wrist, and a few small red dots are visible on your skin.

But she clenched her fist lightly.

The purple energy was like a python, easily swallowing up the small piece of black energy. The wrist remained smooth as before, without any signs of erosion.

Qu Yuan of Luoshamen was a little panicked and said quickly:

"This poison is so terrible, so... can I still be saved?"

Lu Zhiqiu paced around the room with his hands behind his back.

There was melancholy between his brows.

With every step she took, Qu Yuan's heart tightened a little. Could it be that he was already terminally ill and beyond help?

Don't want this kind of thing.

He was only a 2,600-year-old newcomer in the world of immortal cultivation. How could he die halfway through his career?

Lu Zhiqiu sighed and said slowly:

"Your poison is not incurable."

"It's just that this requires a container that can hold the toxins and guide the toxins out of your body. It's best if this container has the same origin as the technique you're practicing, so that it won't put any more burden on your body."

Qu Yuan immediately understood and asked curiously:

"Are you talking about the Rakshasa Pearl of my sect?"

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

Qu Yuan hesitated:

"But that bead was passed down from our ancestor. If I throw it away, I'm afraid none of my ancestors will forgive me."

Lu Zhiqiu said slowly:

"But if the Rakshasa Sect is destroyed by your hands, your ancestors will never forgive you."

Qu Yuan was shocked:

"how do I say this?"

Lu Zhiqiu said calmly:

"What do you think Luo Banzhang is after by lurking beside you? It's your Rakshasa Pearl."

"We lost a Spiritualization Master today, and tomorrow they will send a Void Refining Master. With the poison in your body, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with a Nascent Soul Master, let alone protect the Rakshasa Sect?"

"It would be better to abandon the Rakshasa Pearl, the source of this evil, and get your strength back."

"Besides... the Rakshasa Pearl has been in your sect for years. Have you gained anything from it? Why risk the destruction of your sect for something that offers no practical benefit?"

Lu Zhiqiu knew about it.

This Rakshasa bead is not as important to the Rakshasa Sect as one might imagine.

Although there have always been rumors that the Rakshasa Sect's skills came from this pearl.

But for thousands of years, the Rakshasa Pearl stayed in the worship hall and did not show any extraordinary features.

Throughout history, there were several times when the Rakshasa Sect faced dire situations. The Rakshasa Sect members at that time hoped that the Rakshasa Pearl could unleash its power to save the sect, and they begged bitterly in front of the altar, but they all returned disappointed.

Not to mention that the ordinary disciples had long since stopped believing it, even Qu Yuan himself did not take the rumor seriously.

Qu Yuan was somewhat moved, but the shackles of his ancestral precepts still prevented him from letting go, and he struggled to say:

"Then can we guide the poison back to the Rakshasa Pearl and then bring the pearl back to the Rakshasa Gate?"

Lu Zhiqiu sneered:

"The beads are full of poison. Aren't you afraid of blowing up the entire sect?"

"It would be most appropriate to give this bead to Senior Feng Pingzi. It would also prevent it from becoming a new hidden danger."

Qu Yuan's eyes lit up:

"Then if I ask Senior Feng Pingzi to heal me, do I not need to sacrifice the Rakshasa Pearl?"

Lu Zhiqiu curled his lips and said:

"That's a nice thought. Look, Senior Feng Pingzi is right here. You can ask him yourself."

Qu Yuan looked back and found that Feng Pingzi, with white hair and beard, was right behind him. He couldn't help but shudder.

When did this senior come?

He bowed quickly.

Feng Pingzi stroked his beard and said seriously:

"No need to be polite."

"Senior Lu is right. This is the only way to cure your poison. I am powerless."

Qu Yuan was suddenly shocked.

It’s not because Feng Pingzi personally admitted that he was powerless.

But it was Senior Feng Pingzi, a great master of the Void Refining Realm, who actually called Lu Zhiqiu a senior?

Who is this person?

Several guesses flashed through his mind, but without any evidence, he could only put them aside.

Moreover, in addition to Lu Zhiqiu's identity, he also has a more urgent decision to make.

He clenched and unclenched his fists, a conflict raging in his mind.

Finally, he nodded and said softly:

"Since you've said so, let's do as Senior Lu says."

He looked so depressed, as if he had used up all his strength in saying this sentence.

Say it.

He immediately said goodbye and rushed back to the sect to get the Rakshasa Pearl.

Lu Zhiqiu found it a little funny that he was so anxious to receive treatment.

Feng Pingzi asked curiously:

"Senior Lu, you said this on purpose because you wanted the Rakshasa Pearl, right?"

"Although the poison in his body is terrible, it should not be difficult to remove it with your methods."

Lu Zhiqiu put his hand to his mouth and made a shushing sound:

"Senior Feng, please keep this a secret for me."

"sure."

"It just so happens that it will take us more than ten days to leave for Taixu Wanghe Sect. Can we resolve his situation during this time?"

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

Feng Pingzi was relieved and walked out slowly.

Xiao Yanqing on the side.

He stared at Lu Zhiqiu for a long time before saying with a strange look on his face:

"What's wrong with you following Feng Senior? How can you call each other senior? It's so weird."

Lu Zhiqiu pinched Xiao Yanqing's face and said with a smile:

"That's called business mutual praise."

Xiao Yanqing blinked and said softly:

"Then Master, could you please call me Senior?"

Lu Zhiqiu slapped Xiao Yanqing on the head, and Xiao Yanqing quickly covered her hand in pain, looking aggrieved.

"Hmph, you're so disrespectful to me before you even become a disciple. What will you do when you become a disciple in the future?"

Hear this.

Xiao Yanqing didn't say anything.

But I secretly swore in my heart:

When her cultivation becomes stronger than her master's, she will definitely press her master down on the bed and rub him hard, so that she can learn from him that a disciple is not so easy to bully.

……

then.

In the next few days, Qu Yuan, the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, went to the City Lord's Mansion every day.

Too many times.

It was inevitable that someone would see it, and then the news would spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until everyone in Luoxing City knew about it. They were also wondering whether Qu Yuan had discovered a master who could cure syphilis in the City Lord's Mansion.

this day.

Qu Yuan, dressed in a black robe, sneaked into Xiao Yanqing and Lu Zhiqiu's residence again.

The two patrolling guards outside immediately began to whisper to each other.

The short fat man asked in a low voice:

"Have you heard? This Sect Master Qu came to the City Lord's Mansion to look for our Senior Lu to treat syphilis."

"I never thought that our Senior Lu has such amazing cultivation and is also knowledgeable in such advanced medical skills. You can't judge a person by his appearance."

The tall and thin man responded slowly:

"Yes, cultivators are immune to all kinds of poisons, but they can't prevent syphilis. Many dissolute seniors suffer greatly from it. They can only suppress it with their cultivation, but can't eradicate it. I didn't expect that Senior Lu could actually do it."

The short and fat man agreed with this and then asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, why is this disease so difficult to treat?"

The tall and thin man showed a proud look on his face and explained:

“Because each cultivator has different cultivation methods and spiritual roots, the pathological symptoms of syphilis are also different. Even a master of alchemy must see the patient in person before prescribing the right medicine. The more advanced the person’s cultivation, the more difficult the disease is, and the more high-level spiritual medicine is needed.

"But everyone was afraid of being discovered after falling ill, so they didn't dare to seek medical treatment. They had no choice but to use spiritual power to suppress the illness."

The short fat man nodded and asked again:

"But in the world of cultivation, there's a saying that strength can overcome ten abilities. If I don't prescribe medicine, wouldn't it be feasible to just find a more powerful cultivator and use his great cultivation to forcibly eliminate the root cause of the disease?"

The tall and thin man rolled his eyes at him and said disdainfully:

"Firstly, most ordinary people who can find people with higher cultivation than themselves are their own teachers. Do you think anyone would have the nerve to say such a thing to their own teacher?"

"Secondly, it's easy to find a Qi cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, but it's difficult to find a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation stage. And it's even harder to find a Spiritual Transformation cultivator in the Void Refining stage. None of the six fifth-grade sects have a Void Refining stage, so the only way to find one is to go to Bailiuxing Island... So, the higher the level of the cultivator, the harder it is to treat once they contract the disease."