How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

Lu Yang rushed to the window and quietly pushed it open a crack.

In the lobby of the inn, several men who looked like farmers were surrounded by the Zhenwu Division.

The clothes those people wore were old, and they didn't look like martial arts masters; they looked more like farmers who had just returned from the fields.

But at this moment, they charged forward without fear of death.

The blade flashed.

Corpses lay in pools of blood.

Most of the Qinglian Cult members were only at the eighth or ninth rank, and they had almost no power to fight back against the Zhenwu Division's sword formation.

The screams and roars mingled together, sending chills down one's spine.

In the center of the hall, an elderly man with white hair, wearing a green robe, leaned on a bamboo cane, and his body was surrounded by surging green energy.

He was just standing there, yet he gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.

However, four black array flags had been erected at the four corners of the inn at some unknown time.

Runes lit up on the array flags, like four iron chains, firmly locking the white-haired old man in place.

The leading Zhenwu Division captain slowly drew his sword.

"A sixth-grade Meridian Opening cultivator, no wonder he dared to hide in Hanlin City."

The white-haired old man raised his head, his wrinkled face appearing especially aged in the firelight.

"A lackey of the Zhao family dares to discuss the Blue Lotus?"

The Zhenwu Division captain's eyes were icy: "You traitorous heretic, you dare to be so presumptuous even when you're about to die."

Before he could finish speaking, the captain took a step forward, and the floor shook violently!

He drew his long sword, its blade flashing like snow, and slashed straight at the white-haired old man's face.

The white-haired old man gently tapped the ground with his bamboo cane.

The azure energy suddenly exploded, condensing into a phantom azure lotus in front of him.

clang!

The blade struck the blue lotus, producing a metallic clang.

The lights in the entire lobby began to sway.

Lu Yang's eyelids twitched violently.

Is this what a sixth-grade meridian opening technique looks like?

I feel that the Azure Lotus's defensive power is not much different from my own!

The next moment, the white-haired old man rolled up his sleeve.

Broken wood and broken wine jars on the ground were swept up by the blue mist and rained down on the Zhenwu Division members like a storm.

The constables' expressions changed slightly, and they immediately raised their knives to block.

The captain snorted coldly and slashed horizontally with his long sword.

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning.

Before the debris could even get close, it was cleaved into pieces by a single stroke.

But the white-haired old man seized the moment and took a step forward.

He gathered green energy beneath his feet, seemingly trying to break through the array of flags.

However, the black flags at the four corners of the inn lit up simultaneously.

hum!

Four beams of black light bound his limbs like iron chains.

The white-haired old man froze, and blood immediately spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The captain's eyes sharpened: "Attack!"

The officers and soldiers of the Zhenwu Division around the area changed formation simultaneously.

Long swords slashed down from different directions.

The white-haired old man swept his bamboo cane horizontally, causing a burst of green energy to erupt, forcefully repelling several people.

However, his aura was visibly weakening.

Under the suppression of the array flags, he, a sixth-rank cultivator with the Qi Refining Realm, was actually trapped by a seventh-rank captain and more than ten Zhenwu Division constables.

Lu Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

This is the imperial court.

No matter how skilled a person is in martial arts, if they are surrounded by a formation, they may not survive.

The white-haired old man clearly knew he couldn't escape.

He stopped struggling, his green robe stained with blood, his white hair disheveled.

"Hahahaha! Back then, the Azure Emperor entered the palace with a single palm strike and asked the people of the world, 'Why have you been slaves for generations?'"

"The Zhao family is still the Zhao family, and the people are still the people."

"But the Azure Lotus will not die, the Azure Lotus will never die!"

The Zhenwu Division Captain's face grew increasingly grim.

"Kill him!"

The long sword rose again.

The white-haired old man suddenly raised his head.

His gaze traveled through the lobby, down the stairs, and finally seemed to land on the second floor.

Lu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, he always felt that the old man was watching him.

The next instant, an indescribable look of ecstasy appeared in the white-haired old man's eyes.

"The Seed of the Dao..."

Immediately, he bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the lotus-shaped mark on his wrist.

The Azure Lotus Seal suddenly shone brightly.

The Zhenwu Division captain's expression changed: "Stop him!"

But it was too late.

The white-haired old man clasped his hands together, and a burst of green energy erupted around him.

At that moment, he was like a lotus flower that was about to wither but was still in full bloom.

boom!

A burst of blue light erupted.

The entire inn was jolted violently.

Tables and chairs flew everywhere, doors and windows shattered, and several nearby Zhenwu Division constables were thrown out on the spot.

No one saw it, but a thin, wisp of blue light silently emerged and disappeared into room number three of the "B" building.

Bai Miyao was being held tightly in Bai Yixin's arms when she suddenly opened her eyes groggily.

The next moment, the blue light silently landed between her eyebrows.

But no one noticed.

The bloody scene downstairs had already attracted everyone's attention.

The blue light dissipated.

The white-haired old man lay in a pool of blood.

The captain of the Zhenwu Division stepped forward, sword in hand, glanced down at the body for a moment, and said coldly, "Behead him. Record this as a merit."

Several constables immediately stepped forward.

Lu Yang glanced at it only once before quickly closing the window crack, his face still somewhat pale.

This scene was even more unsettling than when he killed Wang Da and his gang.

At least back then, it was a matter of life and death.

But some of the Qinglian cult members downstairs really do look like ordinary farmers.

Are they traitors, or people forced to the brink of despair?

Lu Yang didn't know.

He didn't dare to think too deeply about it.

Behind her, Bai Yixin held Bai Miyao, her body trembling slightly. Bai Miyao finally couldn't help but cry.

Bai Yixin comforted her while whispering, "Don't be afraid, Yao'er, don't be afraid."

......

Not long after, the shopkeeper came upstairs with a pale face, apologized repeatedly, and returned the two hundred coins intact.

"Gentlemen, I am truly sorry."

"Tonight's inn... I'm being lenient with you."

Lu Yang looked at the two hundred copper coins, paused for a moment, and then put them away.

no way.

I am not wealthy enough to ignore this money.

It was ultimately impossible to stay at this inn.

The little girl's face was flushed, her forehead was burning hot, and her lips were frighteningly white.

Lu Yang turned around: "What's wrong?"

Bai Yixin's expression changed, and she reached out to touch Bai Miyao's forehead: "It's so hot."

Lu Yang's heart clenched: "Let's find a clinic first."

When the three left the inn, the long street of Hanlin City was deserted, with only the Zhenwu Division people still moving corpses.

After asking around, the two finally found a clinic that was still lit up in the east of the city.

The old doctor was woken up from his bed. He was initially impatient, but when he saw Bai Miyao's face, his expression immediately became serious.

He took the pulse for a long time, his brows furrowed deeply.

Bai Yixin's voice trembled: "Doctor, how is Yao'er?"

The old doctor didn't answer immediately. He looked at Bai Miyao's eyelids again before finally letting out a long sigh.

"This child was born with deficiencies, insufficient qi and blood, and his internal organs were much weaker than those of ordinary children."

Bai Yixin's face paled: "Congenital deficiency?"

The old doctor nodded: "It must have been frightened in the womb or experienced a major event at birth. It's already remarkable that it has survived to this day."

Lu Yang listened in silence. The year Bai Miyao was born was probably the year the Bai family suffered their misfortune.

The doctor continued, "But her current condition is not just due to congenital deficiency."

Bai Yixin hurriedly asked, "What else?"

The old doctor frowned: "There seems to be a renewed vitality within her."

Bai Yixin was taken aback: "A glimmer of hope?"

"Logically speaking, vitality is a good thing," the old doctor said in a deep voice, "but this vitality is too strong and too domineering. Her body is too weak to withstand it."

"It's like a small oil lamp that's about to go out, suddenly being filled with a whole jar of strong oil."

"The fire is blazing, but the wick is almost burned out."

She held Bai Miyao in her arms, her voice trembling: "Doctor, please save her."

The old doctor was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm afraid even with my skill level, I can't save him."

Bai Yixin swayed and almost knelt down.

Lu Yang quickly helped Bai Yixin up, frowning as he asked, "Is there really no way at all?"

The old doctor glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If we're talking about solutions, it's not entirely impossible."

A few days ago, the city lord's daughter was afflicted with the poison of the Ice Silkworm, and the city lord sought out skilled physicians from all over the world.

If you can get into the city lord's mansion and have that expert treat you, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

"But in my opinion, this child's condition may not last much longer."