Nanyun Sect, a long-standing and mysterious sect on the Bingpod Continent, has existed for hundreds of years.

The priest of Feilu was standing full of all kinds of people. He saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist priest's coat and a yellow priest hat shouting: "I bought the talisman... I bought the talisman... The talisman can cure all diseases, so don't miss it."

"Your talisman really has such a magical effect," said an old man Lou Bei who was leaning on a crutch in his hand.

"Don't worry, this talisman has a great origin. It was obtained by my master from Nanyun Sect's pursuit of Taoism," said the Taoist priest wearing a Taoist jacket.

"That's great. If there is really the deadline you said, then my granddaughter will be saved," the old man said excitedly.

"Don't worry, this talisman is a talisman made by the Nanyun Sect. Except for the people from the Nanyun Sect, outsiders don't know it at all."

The old man smiled slightly, raised his head and said, "That's good, that's good, my granddaughter is finally saved." The old man with Lou leaned his body and took out a small sword from his body, handed it to the Taoist priest in front of him, and said, "My grandfather has been dependent on each other since he was a child. After suddenly ill a few years ago, he has been unconscious. In order to cure my poor granddaughter, I seek medical treatment and medicine everywhere, but none of them have been cured. And all my savings have been spent. Now I don't have a penny on my body, only a small sword. I don't know if it's possible to exchange things for each other?"

The Taoist took the sword from the old man's hand and looked at it, saying, "You don't have any other valuable things on you."

The Taoist priest's face was full of joy and greed. It was obvious that the little sword was not an ordinary thing. Moreover, for the Taoist priest, the old man in front of him was an ordinary person, but he had something unusual on his body. He just took a try attitude to see if there were anything else under the guise.

The old man coughed and said, "I only have this small sword on my body, and this sword is extraordinary. It was passed down from generation to generation by my family. If it weren't for saving my granddaughter's life, I wouldn't have taken it out."

The Taoist priest raised his hand, put his paws on his paws and stroked it. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Okay... OK... Okay, for your eagerness to save people, I will reluctantly change it with you. The master of the family often teaches me that saving lives is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"This time I went down the mountain, Master is to experience it on the one hand, and on the other hand, to help those in need," the Taoist priest thought for a while and said.

The old man Lou Bei took the talisman from the Taoist priest and hurriedly said, "Thank you... Thank you... Thank you," and then turned around and left.

When he left, he kept muttering to himself from time to time: "That's great...so good, granddaughter... grandpa is here to save you, you are waiting for grandpa."

I saw the old man from Lou Bei left in a hurry.

On the other hand, after the old man left, the Taoist priest in the Taoist priest's gown quickly packed up the talismans and left somewhere.

On the side of the corner of the wall, "Haha...haha," it turned out to be the Taoist priest.

His eyes stared at the little sword in his hand and kept saying, "Good stuff...good stuff, I'm really lucky now. I will definitely buy a good price at the auction city, and I will get rich by then." "Haha..." A laugh broke out in the corner of the wall, and the Taoist left.

"What a shameless person, even the old man cheated on him," Wuming said to himself.

He saw all this, and the world was darker than he thought.

He hated such people the most. Wuming knew that he had no relatives since he was a child and was abandoned in the wilderness. He could deeply understand what it felt like to have no relatives.

The old man has always depended on his granddaughter for life. If his granddaughter is not saved, how long can he last alone?

"Why don't you follow me and take a look?" Wuming said to himself.

"I'm still not going anymore. What does it have to do with me? The master also said, don't trust anyone outside."

"Go to go, are you talking about whether that old man can pose a threat to him?"

Wuming was walking around the alley, leaning against the wall for a while, and squatting down again. A little later, Wuming suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look."

A thatched hut by the river.

The old man came to the bed with a heart-warming heart and sat down.

"My poor child," the old man touched the girl's forehead, with tears in his eyes.

The girl was lying on the bed without moving, without any breathing.

Beautiful...beautiful...

That face is like the flawless white jasper, without any flaws and perfection.

"You kid, you have been sleeping for more than six years, why haven't you woken up yet!" the old man wiped the corners of his eyes and said.

The old man took out the yellow talisman from his arms, looked at it, and placed it under the girl's pillow.

After a while, I suddenly heard the old man screaming: "Ah".

"What's wrong with you, child?" the old man shouted in a hurry.

I saw the girl lying on the bed suddenly turned purple and a little hideous.

"Is it poisoned?" Wuming stood outside the window of the cottage and couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Don't worry, go in and take a look," Wuming pushed open the door of the thatched hut and walked in.

When the old man saw his granddaughter's face suddenly changed, he was anxious and didn't know what to do. He kept saying, "What should I do if I do this? Mo Xuan, my poor child, it's my grandfather who has harmed you."

The old man saw a stranger whom he didn't know walked into the house and asked, "Who are you?"

Wuming saw the girl lying on the bed looking ugly. He quickly walked to the girl's bed, grabbed one of the girl's hand and said to the old man, "Get out of the way, I'll take a look."

The old man was dull for a while, and saw Wuming holding his granddaughter's hand, and asked, "What are you going to do? Let go of my granddaughter."

Wuming said, "Don't worry, I didn't want to hurt your granddaughter. Your granddaughter was poisoned by the poison. If you don't seal the meridians, you will die."

When the old man heard that his granddaughter was poisoned, he shouted anxiously: "What? You said you were poisoned, how could it be? My grandfather and grandson have always lived in this thatched house by the river. He rarely contacted the outside world and did not complain to others. Who is this? He wanted to harm my granddaughter's life for no reason?"

Seeing that the girl's face was worse, Wuming said, "Oh no, not good."

He helped the girl up and sat face to face. Wuming slowly connected the girl's hands with his own hands, and his true energy was poured into the girl's physical strength along Wuming's palm.

"What, it's so domineering," Wuming sighed in his heart.

Wuming frowned, but his true qi could not be transferred in. The heinous qi actually had a conflict with the poison, and he fought against each other. All the qi he transported was blocked. Wuming made a fuss in his heart, gathered his true qi, and with a fierce blow, the poison was finally suppressed by Wuming. The true qi flowed along the girl's meridians, constantly nourishing the damaged meridians.

After a little while, Wuming put down the girl's hand and flattened her body. The girl's face returned to a lot, but she was still asleep.

Wuming walked up to the old man and said, "That... is no danger now, but the poison has not been completely excreted, but it is just suppressed by me."

Seeing that his granddaughter was obviously much better, the old man hurriedly thanked and said, "Thank you, you are our great benefactor. If it weren't for you, my poor granddaughter would have left."

Wuming replied a little embarrassedly: "You are welcome, it's just a coincidence that I met."

The old man walked up to his granddaughter, looked at his granddaughter, and said, "Mo Xuan, my poor child, who is trying to harm you?"

Wuming heard the old man's words, "It should be the one who gave you the talisman, but I don't know why I want to harm you?"

When the old man heard Wuming's words, he said in shock: "What, do you think there is something wrong with that talisman?"

"kindness,"

The old man took out the talisman, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, but he couldn't see anything. He said, "Our grandfather and grandson don't know the Taoist priest, and he didn't make enemies. Why did he harm us?" I don't know the specificity of this, but I guess the origin of these people is definitely not simple.

Wuming said: "I just heard that your granddaughter has been sick for six years. What's going on?"

After sighing, the old man said, "Our family was originally a prosperous family, doing shop business, and had a little reputation in Nanyun Sect. However, one night, some masked men in black came to kill all the families in my mansion. Only my granddaughter and I escaped. After that, Mo Xuan was still sleeping. Over the years, I sought medical treatment and treated my granddaughter, while secretly investigating the people who killed my family back then." The old man sighed, "Oh, I'm old, useless. I've been checking for so many years, and there's no news at all."

"It doesn't matter if my old bone dies, but no one will take care of my poor Xuan'er. If I leave, she will be the only one left." The old man touched the corner of his eyes as he spoke.

Wuming sighed in his heart: "Oh,".

Suddenly the old man fell to the ground, Wuming was frightened and took a few steps back. The old man said, "Benefactor, I will never repay you in this life. If I leave, can you take care of my Xuan'er for me?"

"Get up first, grandpa, we are talking when you get up."

"No, if you don't agree to me, I won't get up."

"This...this..." Wuming was a little at a loss and thought for a while.

Wuming knew that if he didn't agree to the old man, the old man wouldn't get up, so he replied, "Okay, okay, grandpa, I'll promise you."

The old man then stood up with Wuming's support and said, "You are serious, you didn't lie to me, the old bone."

"No, don't worry, grandpa, I promised you, and I will definitely help you take care of Mo Xuan."

The old man touched the tears at the corner of his eyes excitedly and said, "Okay...Okay...I'm relieved. Even if I'm gone that day, my Xuan'er will be taken care of."

The next day, the thatched hut.

Wuming once helped Mo Xuan up, his palms facing each other, and his true energy poured into Mo Xuan's body. After a little, Wuming wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and said, "This poison is very strong. With my current cultivation level, I can only suppress it temporarily."

The old man said anxiously: "What should I do?"

"Don't worry, Mo Xuan is fine. I'll suppress her physical poison. It's not dangerous for her now."
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