Baihua Valley.

There are flowers blooming everywhere here, and the fragrance is intoxicating.

In this sea of ​​flowers, there is an extremely striking thatched hut.

Hua Ling dragged her injured body and staggered open the door, only to see a pale man lying in the room.

The man looked haggard and looked extremely pale, his breath was fluctuating, and he slept quite dyingly.

"Husband, I'm sorry for you."

The flower spirit pounced on the man, burst into tears, and was even more heartbroken.

Not only did she want to capture Danta, but she also wanted to capture Danqing back and let Danqing refine elixirs to save her husband.

Many years ago, her husband was a famous swordsman. He was injured by the transcendent in the Heavenly Court and has remained unconscious until now.

She was expelled from the Nandan Palace by the King of Nandan, which is why.

The Nandan Palace did not dare to offend the Heavenly Court. Only by expelling the Flower Spirit from the Nandan Palace could the anger of the Heavenly Court be extinguished.

Hua Ling stopped crying quickly. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands and murmured in a low voice: "Husband, no matter what, I will wake you up."

………Danqing’s injuries were very serious.

Although I had that pill to prolong my life, it couldn't last long.

Once the medicine is over, Danqing will have life worries.

Zhang Yi and his party rushed all night and galloped all the way.

A few days later, they finally arrived at Nandan Temple.

The mountain gate of Nandan Palace is very magnificent, with a kind of courage. On both sides of the mountain gate, there are two huge elixir furnaces, emitting green smoke.

"Senior Brother Yi, are you back?"

Soon, more than a dozen disciples wearing Dan Hall costumes emerged from the mountain gate, and all of them greeted them with joy on their faces.

However, when they saw Danqing lying on a stretcher, their faces changed immediately and they quickly asked what had happened.

Yi Tianxing had no time to explain to these brothers. He quickly asked someone to carry Danqing into the Dan Hall and go directly to the yard where the master lives.

Zhang Yi followed closely with the Ghost Emperor Queen.

Yi Tianxing didn't have time to pay attention to Zhang Yi.

Soon, they came to a quiet courtyard.

Across a distance, they saw an old man sitting under a century-old tree and savoring the tea.

This person is the Lord of the Nandan Palace, the rumored Nandan King.

According to legend, the Nandan King’s magical refining technique is a existence that many strong people respect.

"Master!"

Yi Tianxing ran up quickly, knelt down with a plop, and said with a blaming face: "My junior is seriously injured and her life is hanging on the line. Please ask your master to take care of him."

What?

!As soon as this said, the King of Nandan was so angry that he glared at the table, slammed the table and said furiously: "Bastard! Who dared to hurt my Qing'er?"

Yi Tianxing had long expected that his master would be furious. He shrank his neck so much that he looked down at Zhang Yi in the distance without looking at him, and tremblingly spit out a few words: "Yes... it's uncle!"

Was it done by the junior sister Hua Ling?

King Nandan was stunned. He frowned and quickly asked about the incident.

Yi Tianxing dared not hide anything and told him everything about it. Even Zhang Yi helped them clearly.

After hearing this, the frown King Nandan stretched out his frown, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "Junior sister, so many years have passed, but you still haven't given up."

His current mood is very complicated and he is more self-blame.

The cause of all this is because of him.

If I had been tougher at the beginning, I wouldn't have turned things into this.

King Nandan didn't think too much, so he quickly asked his disciple to carry Danqing into the house and lay it flat on the bed.

"Brother, thank you for your kind help."

The King of Nandan looked at Zhang Yi who was coming in, bowed his fists, and said politely: "Now Qing'er's life is hanging on the line. You must be treated as soon as possible. I'm sorry to go out first. After Qing'er is treated, I will be very serious.

Thanks!"

"Senior is so rude."

Zhang Yi clasped his fists and returned the gift, and took the Ghost Emperor Queen to leave the room.

Outside the room.

Yi Tianxing was so anxious that he was paced back and forth outside, and kept saying that he would never have anything to do with his junior sister.

Time passes by second by second.

Until nightfall, the door was still closed and the Nandan King had not come out yet.

Another stick of incense has passed.

Cry! Finally, the door opened, and King Nandan walked over from the house tiredly.

"Master, how are the junior sister?"

Yi Tianxing quickly met him.

The Nandan King took two deep breaths and smiled and said, "This time I was shocked. Fortunately, Qing'er took the pills given to you by his teacher in time. Otherwise, Qing'er would not be able to support her when she came back.

”

As he said that, he felt lingering fear.

Huh! When I heard that my junior sister was fine, the stone in Yi Tianxing's heart could finally be put down.

At this time, the King of Nandan walked towards Zhang Yi, bowed his hand and said, "Young Master Chen, my palace did not treat you well, please forgive me."

"Senior is so serious. As long as Miss Danqing is fine, I will feel at ease."

Zhang Yi responded with a smile.

The Nandan King looked at Zhang Yi's whole body carefully. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked directly: "I heard from Qing'er that you want to join our Dan Temple to practice alchemy?"

"That's right."

Zhang Yi nodded and admitted.

He could see that Danqing probably had woken up long ago, and told the story of Nandan King about it, and even recommended him to Nandan King.

"Haha, OK, OK!"

The Nandan King nodded with satisfaction, and was very happy in his heart. He said, "Qing'er has told me everything. As the legendary young supreme, you will definitely let me join our Dan Hall.

The prestige of the Dan Palace has increased!"

"It's my pleasure."

Zhang Yi smiled modestly.

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush."

King Nandan patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are the young supreme, and your achievements will definitely not be limited to this in the future. If you accept you as a disciple, I will have to lose my life. In this way, I will accept disciples on behalf of my master. How about

?”

Accepting apprentices on behalf of the master?

What does this mean?

Could it be that Senior Nandan King wants to be called his brothers?

Zhang Yi was stunned, and he never expected that King Nandan would say these words.

Especially Yi Tianxing, he was immediately dissatisfied and quickly persuaded him: "Master, you have to think twice!"

If the master accepts disciples on behalf of the master, wouldn’t Zhang Yi become his uncle?

"I have already considered it!"

The Nandan King had a serious expression and was very serious. He looked at Zhang Yi and said seriously: "What do you think?"

"I..." Zhang Yi smiled bitterly, and said tactfully: "What kind of virtue can you do for me?"

"Haha, you have this qualification!"

The Nandan King's face was full of majesty, and with no doubt, he smiled slightly, "Okay, I decided happily like this. From now on, you will be my Nandan King's junior brother."

"Senior brother! Then I'm not polite!"

Zhang Yi bowed his hands and fists, not knowing what shame is.

"Haha, it's my honor to have a junior brother like you."

The Nandan King was like a kind elder, and he smiled happily.

But soon, he noticed the Ghost Emperor Queen who was always silent and couldn't help asking: "Junior brother, is this your friend?
Chapter completed!