After leaving the cave in the valley, Yu Shiqi took Xiling Yue and followed Ji Yuanyu for more than ten miles, and it was already bright when they arrived at the place where the "Spiritual Physician" he mentioned was.

"Third Master, do we still want to go forward?"

In the light of dawn, Yu Shiqi could clearly see that the terrain in this area was extremely dangerous surrounded by mountains, and it was extremely difficult for even a mount to move higher up.

"We have to climb halfway up the mountain." Ji Yuanyu wiped his sweat and said, "Just leave the horse here."

The two then abandoned their horses and walked on foot. Ji Yuanyu swept away the tall grass in front with a Miao knife, and Yu Shiqi followed behind with Xiling Yue on his back.

"What is this area?"

"This place is called Yilong Ridge, which is a branch of the southern foot of the Kunlun Mountains. When the brothers were tightly surrounded by the Xiliang Prefecture's army, they also fled here to escape." Ji Yuanyu explained, "I haven't been here for a few years.

, I didn’t expect that the grass would almost cover the road. Fortunately it was dawn, otherwise I would have been really afraid of getting lost.”

Yu Shiqi secretly wrote down the place names in his mind, and suddenly thought of another thing: "Did the Third Master follow me all the way out of Xiliang Prefecture?"

Ji Yuanyu didn't expect that his topic would change so unexpectedly, and he happened to ask about the awkwardness. He scratched the back of his head and replied: "I guess...after we parted ways at the inn that day, I wanted to take my brothers back to the village, but something happened by chance on the way.

I found out that there is a group of barbarians who are inquiring about the whereabouts of you two. I asked my men to do a little investigation and found that the group of barbarians are actually horse thieves from the Western Wilderness, so I followed them all the way without knowing what to think."

"I was followed all the way by two gangs, and I didn't even realize it..." Yu Shiqi sighed and blamed himself: "If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have caused Yue'er to suffer."

Ji Yuanyu thought for a while and consoled him: "Actually, most people won't be able to notice that we are following you. After all, our brothers are familiar with this area. Even if we say we are following you, we are not actually chasing you all the way. For example, last night... in fact, we have already

We moved to the front of the caravan camp."

When we climbed halfway up the mountain, the terrain gradually leveled off, and we could see a carefully tended vegetable garden in the distance. Ji Yuanyu stopped here and said to Yu Shiqi: "It's just ahead, I'm a horse bandit.

In order not to scare people, I stopped passing by."

Yu Shiqi opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't expect him to be so meticulous and cautious. He nodded and said thank you softly. After carrying Xilingyue on his back and walking forward for a few steps, he turned back to Ji Yuanyu and said, "I don't know.

How long will the delay last? If the Third Master has other things to attend to, please come back."

"Okay, I have my own sense of proportion." Ji Yuanyu agreed with his arms folded, and called out to Yu Shiqi's back: "Hey, let's get to know each other by name."

"My name is Yu Yanzhi, the words I speak, the ambition I wish for."

Ji Yuanyu silently recited the name twice and said, "Then I look forward to meeting Yu Shaoxia again in Huanglong Village!"

Maybe, if Yue'er can be safe this time, she can go to Huanglong Village to thank her for this kindness in the future, Yu Shiqi thought to herself.

Behind the vegetable garden, a thatched cottage surrounded by green bamboos could be vaguely seen. The tranquil and quiet environment reminded him of Zhong Ling's abandoned home on the outskirts of Wuyue. Yu Shiqi walked through the gap in the forest with Xiling Yue on his back to the door of the thatched cottage.

"Excuse me for disturbing you! Is anyone here?" In order to save Yue'er, he didn't care that it was still early, and would rather apologize to the disturbed owner later than shout out.

Yu Shiqi shouted twice, and the wooden door in front of him finally opened. What appeared behind the door was a woman wearing close-fitting plain silk. Although her white hair hung down her shoulders, her face did not look wrinkled, but was rather delicate.

Like a young girl.

"Your Excellency..." She looked at Yu Shiqi with confusion in her eyes.

Seeing Yu Shiqi lowering her head to avoid her gaze, the white-haired woman seemed to realize something, and she stepped back apologetically and half-closed the door: "Sorry, I'm in such a hurry in the morning, please wait while I do my makeup."

After a while, the door of the thatched cottage opened again. The woman had put her white hair into a bun, and Su Juan also put on a blouse.

"My fellow Fengmen Yu Yanzhi, sir, please be generous and merciful and save my friend!" Yu Shiqi said, putting Xiling Yue down on his back and hugging it horizontally in front of him.

The white-haired woman only glanced at Xilingyue in Yu Qi's arms, and her calm expression suddenly changed. She raised her left hand and half-covered her lips, and said in surprise: "This is..."

"Before I came here, I heard that your husband is from the Spiritual Clan. I must know that she is the Saint of the Snow Sect, so I hope you can help me!"

"Please come in." She motioned for Yu Qi to enter the room, and then instructed him to lay Xiling Yue flat on the couch.

The room was filled with a strange incense, which seemed to smell like medicinal herbs. After Yu Shiqi put Xiling Yue down, he turned around and saw that the woman was already standing in front of the cabinet on the side, taking out various dried and dried herbs that Yu Qiyi had never seen before.

Put the flowers and herbs into the medicine bowl.

"Sir, don't you need to check the condition first?" he asked hesitantly.

After taking what she needed, the white-haired woman returned to the table to grind the medicine with a pestle. At the same time, she replied: "The saint is suffering from a disease of spiritual deficiency. You can tell it at a glance, so why do you need to diagnose it again?"

"Please tell me, what is the syndrome of spiritual deficiency?"

"As the name suggests, depletion of spiritual power damages the six gods, causing palpitations, bloody coughs, headaches and fainting, leading to dissociation of form and spirit and physical weakness."

Yu Shiqi felt heartbroken after hearing this, and couldn't help but kneel down to her: "Sir, is there any way to cure her?"

"The disease of spiritual deficiency itself is not difficult to cure. With the saint's own cultivation, she will naturally recover slowly if she takes good care of herself and rests. But do you know that she has some congenital deficiencies?" The white-haired woman poured the pounded medicine into the stove.

The medicine jar above turned around and looked at Yu Qi with a complicated expression.

"Innate... shortcomings?" Yu Shiqi was stunned, not understanding what she meant.

"To be honest, this is not the first time that I have treated a saint." She came to Yu Shiqi and sat down with her skirt folded, sighing faintly: "This child was born with an incurable disease. He died seventeen years ago.

He almost died in infancy. Young hero, have you ever heard of Tianhui Xinque?"

Yu Shiqi shook his head blankly. At this time, his consciousness was a little dissociated and collapsed, and all he could think about was the word "incurable disease."

"Sounds like a sin. This is a very common disease among the women of our tribe, that is, the heart is congenitally underdeveloped. Those who suffer from this disease often achieve great success in the practice of secret arts.

In the name of Tianhui, most people are not deeply affected by this disease, but their bodies are slightly weaker than ordinary people. If they can make up for it by practicing martial arts diligently during their youth, their life span may not be shorter than ordinary people. However..."

"But what?"

As if to pave the way for Yu Shiqi to prepare mentally, the white-haired woman waited for a long time before continuing: "The saint's heart disease is the most serious I have ever seen. When she was born, her heart was

Probably less than half of an ordinary person. Without the backing of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures accumulated in the Great Snow Sect's medicine warehouse, even I would not have been sure that I could save her."

"Then...what happens after that?"

The white-haired woman did not answer, but instead asked Yu Shiqi: "Has the saint used the artifact secretly?"

"Sir, you mean the Yutian Sword..."

"It seems so, so it's not surprising. If she were to simply perform the secret technique of a transcendent realm, it wouldn't deplete her energy. All I can think of is the backlash from the Yutian Sword."

Is it really Yu Tianjian's problem... Yu Shiqi secretly clenched his fists, and his nails unconsciously pricked his palms.

"Why does the Yutian Sword backfire on the person who uses it? Isn't it the spiritual treasure left by the Queen Mother of the West?"

"How can a mortal body of flesh and bones peek into the weapon of the gods..." The white-haired woman sighed softly, "Young hero must have seen the saint using the Yutian Sword. Do you still think that it is something that should be in the world?"

Yu Shiqi remained silent, already understanding what she meant, and felt bitter in his heart.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time, and the sound of boiling came from the medicine stove. The white-haired woman immediately got up and went to check, and at the same time said to Yu Qi: "I have a way to nurse and cure the disease of spiritual deficiency here, but the heart palace is not."

It takes a rare and rare medicinal material from the Snow Sect’s medicine store to be able to wait a little longer.”

"Is it just a little slower?" Yu Shiqi's tone was full of despair.

"It's just a little slow, but if there's an endless supply of medicine, it can keep her safe for the rest of her life."
Chapter completed!