Sister, look at him!

Chapter 146 The Heavenly Prodigy of the Upper Realm in Male Cultivation Novels 12

Taocheng, City Lord’s Mansion.

"Nie Jiuzhu! Are you dead? How come you haven't solved anything after all your hard work?!"

Tan Xiang was waving his sword and fighting the ghost while cursing at Nie Jiuzhu.

Nie Jiuzhu's forehead was bulging with veins. "Eleven of the twelve gates are dead ends. Do you really think this is easy to crack?!"

Tan Xiangcai didn't want to listen to Nie Jiuzhu's explanation. She sneered and said, "A genius in formations, huh, nothing more than that."

"Please, please don't quarrel." Lan Yurui carefully persuaded them to stop quarreling while treating the wounded. "Everyone is working hard. Times like this require unity."

Tan Xiang originally wanted to scold Lan Yurui who had bumped into her gun, but when she turned around, she saw that the injured person she was treating was from her own Senluo Palace, so she could only continue to shout at Nie Jiuzhu.

"Nie Jiuzhu, I can only hold on for a moment (about fifteen minutes) at most."

"That's enough! I only need half a moment...it's done!"

The formation flag was inserted into the ground, and Nie Jiuzhu quickly made a few hand gestures and hit the rapidly rotating formation disk.

The formation suddenly stopped, there was a roar from heaven and earth, and the formation was broken.

The densely packed ghost shadows in the City Lord's Mansion also let out shrill cries under the sunlight and then turned into ashes and dispersed.

*

"Stop."

Baili Jingchuan stopped and raised his hand.

Those who were exploring the way in front and those who were providing cover behind all stopped.

"Set up a formation."

He commanded.

The crowd that had been so orderly just now immediately scattered and divided into two teams, forming different sword formations.

One team is from Baili Jingchuan, and the other team is from Xuanyou Holy Land.

The team of more than a dozen people was alert all around.

Suddenly the ground shook, the clouds dispersed, the sun returned to the earth, and the dark Taocheng was illuminated again.

With the help of this light, Baili Jingchuan saw a small land temple half a person's height in front of him.

The land temple, which should have been emitting peaceful golden light, was now filled with cold winds.

Baili Jingchuan walked towards the land temple without saying a word.

"Your Highness! Perhaps there is a trick. Let me..."

"Back off!" Baili Jingchuan rebuked the guards who wanted to go forward for him, "I am the prince."

He is the prince, a member of the royal family, and is protected by dragon energy. Among those evil things, dragon energy has to be one of the top three things they fear the most.

Lifting his robe and squatting, Baili Jingchuan saw the small statue with its head covered with sackcloth and a black flag inserted on the top of the statue's head.

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner." Baili Jingchuan clenched his fists, unable to suppress his anger.

The people of Taocheng, even their souls cannot rest in peace after being killed! He should have thought of this earlier...

I should have thought of it when I saw those ghost soldiers.

It's because he, the crown prince, is too useless and can't even bring peace to his people.

"Jia Yi, tell my father that I... would like to ask Master Ming Kong to come out of seclusion."

Master Mingkong had been in seclusion for many years, and even when Emperor Tianyin went to invite him personally, he was not invited out.

Jia opened his mouth and then closed it again. How could His Highness not know about this? However, except for Master Mingkong, it would be difficult for anyone else to perform the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"Yes, I will convey the message to Your Majesty right away."

……

Where...is this place?

I'm alive?

Lin Chuan's mind was in a mess, and he vaguely heard someone arguing nearby.

"Didn't the plot say that the Sun's True Fire wouldn't be given until the middle to late stages?"

"He's almost dead, the poison has spread all over his body, if he's not given the True Fire of the Sun, even his bones will melt away!"

"Then once you give him this fire, he will be in the middle stage of the Golden Core right away. Even riding a rocket can't be like this?!"

What is the sun really hot?

What is Jindan stage?

Lin Chuan heard vaguely and only heard these two words.

"Oh! I don't care anyway! I gave it to you!" He Qingwan covered his ears, "I wasn't judged to have violated any rules, and I was given a perfect score!"

Qingwu held his forehead with his hand in exhaustion, wondering how he could have made such a bad friend. Who on earth spoiled him into being like this?

This time Lin Chuan heard it clearly.

Someone gave him the True Fire of the Sun, allowing him to reach the Golden Core Stage in an instant. Who was this person?

The voice sounds somewhat familiar.

Lin Chuan tried hard to open his eyes, and what he saw was He Qingwan covering his ears and closing his eyes, with a look of despair written all over his face.

"Rong Ye... cough, cough cough!" Lin Chuan just wanted to speak when he burst into coughing violently.

"Are you awake?" He Qingwan lifted the ribbon hanging from the hairpin and passed it around her eyes and hung it on the hairpin on the other side.

The ribbon blocked Lin Chuan's fiery gaze.

"Junior sister, go ask Junior Sister Lan to check him out." Qing Wu found a job for He Qingwan.

It just so happened that He Qingwan didn't know how to face Lin Chuan who was blind in one eye, so he immediately got up and slipped away.

"Sun True Fire." Lin Chuan's voice was hoarse, "Rong Ye gave me the Sun True Fire?"

Qingwu paused as he poured the water. "Who told you that?"

"I heard you." Lin Chuan said softly, "I heard you say that Rong Ye gave me the Sun's True Fire, which allowed me to reach the middle stage of the Golden Core."

"Yes, that's true." Qing Wu handed the water in her hand to Lin Chuan and helped him sit up from the bed. "You are poisoned and in danger, and you can't make an antidote in a short time. The true fire of the sun can burn away the toxins in your body, so Junior Sister gave that fire to you."

It turns out that Rong Ye has him in her heart.

Lin Chuan lowered his head and couldn't help but smile.

"Well...your eyes..." Qingwu reminded him tactfully.

"I know." Lin Chuan's smile suddenly disappeared. He was already unworthy of Rong Ye because of his disfigured face, and now one of his eyes was blind.

The strong inferiority complex tore at his heart, and he felt like he was almost unable to breathe.

The door of the room was pushed open, and a veiled girl in a goose yellow dress walked in with light steps.

"Young Master is awake." Looking at the half-dead Lin Chuan, Lan Yurui's face under the veil could not help but turn red.

She had heard that it was this young master who had dealt with the evil cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in Taocheng, and he also saved Junior Sister Rong Ye's Chongming Bird.

Lin Chuan looked up, and when he saw that it was not the person he wanted to see, he lowered his head in disappointment.

"Excuse me, I'll check for you..."

"Don't touch me." Lin Chuan retracted his hand to prevent Lan Yurui from touching him. He wanted to remain a virgin for Jiang Rongye and would not let other women touch him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qingwu standing beside him and couldn't help but add in his heart: Men won't work either.

He belongs to Rongye, and only Rongye can touch him.

"You may have a hidden disease in your body..."

"You are not allowed to touch that either." Lin Chuan stuffed the empty cup into Qingwu's hand, pulled the quilt over his head and went to sleep.

Lan Yurui: “…”

She smiled bitterly, took out a small medicine bottle and handed it to Qingwu with both hands, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Qingwu."

She walked out of the room in a daze. He Qingwan was leaning against the railing in the corridor, looking at her. "Why, are you hated again?"

Lan Yurui was not angry. She just looked at He Qingwan with envy, "Junior Sister Jiang, I really envy you. So many people like you."

"Are you saying that I'm fickle?" He Qingwan sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so sarcastic."

Lan Yurui was stunned and waved her hands in panic, "No, I was just saying that you are very popular..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation." He Qingwan snorted, climbed over the railing like a fluttering butterfly, and landed lightly downstairs.

Lan Yurui withdrew her hand weakly, and there seemed to be tears glistening in her eyes that were not covered by the veil.

*

Lan Yurui is a good person.

He Qingwan walked on the busy street, passing through the crowd.

She is the most gentle and kind woman in the world. She will be the protagonist's first love, will die for the protagonist, and will make the protagonist firm in his faith.

But He Qingwan didn't want Lan Yurui to die. She wanted Lan Yurui to live and live well.

As long as the protagonist does not fall in love with Lan Yurui, Lan Yurui will only be the saint of the Yunlin Holy Land, the gentle and kind Shuyu Medical Fairy.