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Chapter 168

Perhaps in order to change the subject, one of the three Wufeng Sword Sect disciples mentioned the matter of recruiting disciples from the Fighting Mad Sect outside.

"These small sects just look at their roots. I don't know how many talents they have buried."

The disciple surnamed Shao showed a look of disapproval: "The strength of the small sect is limited, and it is a last resort to only look at the roots. We should not be prejudiced against it because of this."

"Brother said yes."

"Senior Sister Zhou, how far is it to the mountain gate of Doukuangzong?"

"If I wait for the journey with all my strength, I will arrive in half a day."

"Then I'll rest for a while, and then go to the Fighting Mad Sect with all my strength to complete the task as soon as possible."

"Okay, but Senior Brother Shao is in charge."

At this time, the waiter brought the dishes, and the three of them stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

The shop clerk was about to go downstairs when Huo Xiumao called to stop him and gestured for the check.

After paying the spirit stone, Huo Xiumao got up and wanted to leave, but was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Dare to ask this fellow Taoist, but is it from the Absolute Beginning View?"

One of the three asked, her eyes fell on the identity badge on Huo Xiumao's waist, and she frowned.

The other two noticed the token, and their expressions suddenly became subtle.

Huo Xiumao looked normal, and said: "Exactly."

Although they had expected it, the faces of the three of them changed slightly, obviously because they thought that most of the comments on the Absolute Beginning Concept just now had already been listened to.

Compared to the two who were mostly embarrassed, the disciple surnamed Shao was hesitant and snorted heavily.

Huo Xiumao looked at the other party, and said lightly: "If your sect thinks that our sect is for evil cultivators, you can beat the sect to eliminate evil and defend the way, which is better than gossip behind your back, let alone live up to your sect's chivalrous name."

What he said made the faces of the three of them turn green and then red, the disciple surnamed Shao glared angrily, the veins on the back of his hand burst out, and the long sword behind his back groaned and seemed to be unsheathed.

Huo Xiumao stood on the spot with a tall and straight posture, as if he was not facing the three Golden Core cultivators.

After all, the disciple surnamed Shao endured it.He looked directly at Huo Xiumao sharply, and said word by word: "Shao Yi of the Wufeng Sword School, please give me your name."

"Absolute Beginning View, Huo Xiumao."

"Fellow Daoist Huo," Shao Yi took off the long sword with its scabbard, held it in his hand and pointed it at Huo Xiumao, "One day I will visit your sect, and I will definitely teach you the supernatural powers of fellow Taoist."

Huo Xiumao raised his eyebrows: "Welcome."

After all, he ignored the other party, turned around and went downstairs to leave.

Huo Xiumao passed by the crowds outside the square, he looked at the restless boys and girls on the stage, the "pass" and "fail" judgments of the Doukuang sect passed through the crowd and entered his ears, pulling him back to the long past.

There was a moment of trance in his eyes, and he quickly woke up again, his lips curled up slightly, and there was still joy and gratitude in his eyes.

Huo Xiumao withdrew his gaze, went straight out of the city gate, took out the Gouli knife and galloped towards the gate of Doukuangzong.

……

In the cave room, Jing Yingrong unwraps presents.

The last thing she opened was the box given by Lan Chucui.

Inside the box was a roll of icy blue filaments, the extremely thin threads flowing with a cold brilliance.

Jijiebi was slightly startled: "Silkworm God Tensi, this is really a generous gift."

Jishajian: "That's all?"

Jijie Pen: "Don't be so harsh on the juniors."

Jishajian: "Did you forget that she thinks we two are unsightly?"

Jijie Pen: "..."

Extreme Flame Bead: "Is this something you will like?"

Jing Yingrong: "Well, save it."

……

After Shu Pinghui and the others left, Jing Yingrong left for Yan Xinxuan.

Yan Xinxuan is inside Yingshan Mountain, entering from the straight road in Xianghuang City, passing through Enlightenment Pagoda, Martial Spirit Monument, Shendou Palace and other places where inner disciples practice, and arriving at a secluded and quiet place.

This is the first time Jing Yingrong has entered the interior of Yingshan since he entered the sect.The passages in the mountain are staggered, not only divided into front, back, left, and right, but also up and down, like a huge nest built by some kind of underground creature, complex and orderly.

When passing the Enlightenment Pagoda, Ji Yanzhu in the Sea of ​​Consciousness sighed, "It has become much bigger"; seeing the Wuling Monument, Jijiebi was surprised that there are so many people here today, it is not the deserted look of the past.

Along the way, no matter which practice place is, it is a bustling and lively scene.

It was in stark contrast to Yan Xinxuan, whose door was closed in front of Jing Yingrong and no one was there.

Jing Yingrong looked up at the plaque with the three characters "Yan Xinxuan", stepped up the steps, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door opened a gap, and a head poked out from behind the door.

"There are no more healers, please go back."

The other party was listless and authentic.

Jing Yingrong: "A healer?"

The other party: "That's right, didn't you come to find a healer?"

Jing Yingrong: "I heard that people are recruiting here."

Hearing this, the other party's eyes lit up in an instant: "You came to apply? Is it the mission you saw in Yanqin Palace?"

Jing Yingrong: "No, I just heard someone mention it."

"Does that mean you don't know anything?"

Jing Yingrong nodded: "I don't really understand."

The opponent's eyes dimmed.

"It made me happy in vain... Oh, forget it, anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. Come in."

He opened the door completely.

There is another peaceful world inside the gate, with light and exquisite buildings, unique facilities, exquisite porch, and fragrant and pleasant vegetation.Although it is inside the mountain, it is illuminated by soft light, making it as bright as day.

"My surname is Lin, and I'm one of the deacons here. The person in charge here is Elder Huang Xin Huang, but you don't need to meet now... Do you know what we do here?"

Deacon Lin led Jing Yingrong around.As far as the eyes can see, it gives people a sense of comfort and joy everywhere, but it is less popular.

Jing Yingrong asked without answering, "What does a healer do?"

"What do you do? To put it simply, it's listening to people and chatting with them."

Deacon Lin pointed to the independent and exquisite houses not far away, "People come to us to pour out the bitterness. We not only need to catch the bitterness, but also help them clean up the bitterness."

Jing Yingrong thought for a while and said, "It sounds like it's not difficult."

"It's not difficult? Hey," Deacon Lin gave her a meaningful look, "Why don't you give it a try?"

Jing Yingrong nodded: "Okay."

Deacon Lin immediately changed the direction of his feet, and walked towards one of the houses with Mirror Yingrong.

"According to the rules, you should be allowed to take the test first, pass the test and then train, and then you can officially become a healer and receive patients. But there is no one else here, you try it first, see a few patients, and then tell me the difficulty Not difficult."

The house is not big, and the interior of the house is divided into two parts by a white light curtain, and the pattern of the light curtain flickers and flows.

Deacon Lin pointed to the light curtain and said: "This thing isolates spiritual power and consciousness, and can change the voice. At that time, you will not know who the patient opposite is, and the patient will not know who you are. There is only one person representing you." serial number."

A pile of small balls of paper appeared in his hand, and he asked Jing Yingrong to take one at random.

Jing Yingrong picked up one and unfolded the ball of paper, with the word "seven" written on it.

"Seven, then you are number seven for the time being. Sit here and wait, and read all the jade slips on the shelf. When a patient comes, a bell will ring to remind you."

(End of this chapter)