The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

In fact, sometimes, good officials and corrupt officials are not necessarily in conflict.

Every place has its own rules for survival. To survive and thrive, one inevitably has to conform to the corrupt practices of others.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when the water is clear, there will be no evil.

The world is not simply black and white.

However, none of this really concerns them; they came here simply to treat Ye Ruoyi.

"Please come in, gentlemen."

The advisor rushed out eagerly and respectfully invited the two inside.

He did this entirely because he witnessed the two people descending from the sky.

Even if he really is a fraud, he's a fraud that can fly.

And for some reason, he always felt that these two people weren't the kind of people who would freeload.

Tang Lian stood guard in front of Ye Ruoyi's door, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Ye Ruoyi was injured during her previous fight with the Tang Clan members and her encounter with a master like Yan Zhantian, the Furious Sword Immortal.

Given her pre-existing health condition, and now with this added injury, she is truly at a critical juncture.

If something were to happen to Ye Ruoyi, one can imagine that Ye Xiaoying would lead his iron cavalry to crush the Tang Clan.

Although Tang Lian felt that it was very wrong for the Tang Clan to betray its alliance with Snow Moon City.

But, after all, that was the sect he had grown up in since childhood.

Chapter 126 Old Zhou, are you out of your mind?

"Senior Zhou?"

When Tang Lian saw Zhou Huanzhen appear, she could hardly believe her eyes.

He knew very well that Senior Zhou had gone on a long journey, to the far west, and that the matter was quite urgent; he had even left without attending Dao Jianxian's wedding banquet.

He never expected to meet him here.

Tang Lian was overjoyed, and her heart instantly settled down.

He knew that with this person around, Ye Ruoyi would not lose her life no matter what.

"You...you're back?"

Tang Lian bowed deeply.

Zhou Zhenhuan could naturally feel his fiery enthusiasm and excitement, and with a smile, he helped Tang Lian up, making it impossible for her to kneel down.

Hua Jin poked Zhou Huanzhen with her finger and looked at Tang Lian with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Is this your... no, your apprentice?"

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "Speaking of which, this should be your junior apprentice. Besides, didn't you hear what he called me? Of course he's not my disciple."

Tang Lian then noticed that there was a girl following behind Zhou Zhenhuan.

The girl looked quite young, with bright eyes and white teeth, but her hair was a bit too long.

Tang Lian felt a little strange. Could it be that Senior Zhou went to the far west this week to abduct a girl?

It seemed that Zhou Zhenhuan had seen through his thoughts, and he was hit on the head.

What are you thinking about?

Let me introduce Hua Jin, a disciple of Xin Baicao, the Medicine King of Medicine King Valley.

Despite her young age, she possesses remarkable medical skills.

In a way, she's considered your third master's senior brother, so it's not unfair for you to call her "junior uncle."

Tang Lian was taken aback for a moment, then quickly bowed and said, "Tang Lian greets Martial Uncle."

Hua Jin curled her lip: "You're the disciple of my fickle, good-for-nothing senior brother?"

Neglecting one's duties? Indecisive?

Tang Lian looked somewhat bewildered.

Zhou Huanzhen laughed and said, "He is the chief disciple of Snow Moon City. Alright, these are all minor matters. Let's go in and see the patient."

Hua Jin went inside for quite a while, then came back in covered in sweat and shook his head.

"This girl has congenital heart failure. Old Zhou, come here and lend me some air. I can't handle it."

"Speaking of which, your resurrection technique is truly remarkable. With my original medical skills, I wouldn't have been able to cure it, but now it's not a big problem."

Hua Jin seemed to understand why Zhou Zhenhuan had brought her along.

This was the first time she had used the resurrection technique, so was this considered an experiment?

"You said your disciple's hidden meridians were damaged and needed to be treated with the Soul-Returning Technique."

But your apprentice's wife's condition is also quite serious.

Is there something wrong with you?

Does he specifically like taking in these strange and unusual people as disciples?

Zhou Zhenhuan's facial muscles twitched slightly after hearing Hua Jin's complaints, and he tapped her on the head in an annoyed manner.

"Nonsense, how could I have such a strange hobby?"

It was just a coincidence.

Hua Jin rubbed his head, not annoyed at all, but rather somewhat excited.

He whispered mysteriously, "Do you want me to practice on her before saving your disciple?"

Zhou Zhenhuan rolled his eyes: "I did this to give you a chance, otherwise I could have healed her injuries myself."

Hua Jin paused for a moment, then thought about it carefully and realized that what this guy said might actually be true.

That's right. Being born with an incomplete constitution is different from others. With this person's powerful internal energy, healing injuries is not a difficult task for him.

"Okay, okay, I misunderstood you."

"Okay, listen to my instructions. I'll tell you to deliver the gas, and you do it."

"I know, you're so worried at such a young age. Be careful you don't stunt your growth and won't be able to get married in the future."

"Zhou Huanzhen! Do you believe I'll stab you to death with a needle?!"

Tang Lian's eyelids twitched as she listened to their conversation.

Both of them seem to be people who don't care about details.

But in any case, this breath has been completely released, and as a result, a wave of fatigue washes over me.

When Tang Lian woke up, the sky was full of stars.

Tang Lian opened her eyes and saw Zhou Huanzhen sitting on the windowsill, holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking and looking at the moon.

"Senior, how long have I been asleep?"

"It wasn't very long, only about three hours."

Was the journey difficult?

As Zhou Zhenhuan spoke, he tossed the wine jug in his hand over. Tang Lian quickly caught it, took a sip, and instantly felt all the fatigue in her body disappear.

"It was indeed more difficult than expected."

Tang Lian thought of the Tang Clan's rebellion and looked somewhat disappointed.

"By the way, senior, there's something I'm hesitant to say, but the Tang Clan is going to do something bad to Snow Moon City."

This message needs to be relayed back to Snowmoon City as soon as possible.

Zhou Zhenhuan reached out and pressed down on him: "Don't be so nervous. Snow Moon City isn't made of clay. This matter might not be as serious as you think."

Hearing him say that, Tang Lian felt inexplicably relieved.

"What's with that expression? What? Haven't made a decision yet?"

Tang Lian sighed again, and gave a bitter smile to Zhou Zhen's eyes, which seemed to see right through people.

"On one side is the sect I grew up with, and on the other side is a sect that has shown me the same great kindness."

Senior, you are a wise man, a true immortal of this world. Please tell me, what should I do?

I don't want to see any problems arise in Snow Moon City, and I don't want the Tang Clan to either..."

Zhou Zhen really understood his feelings, jumped down from the windowsill, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Didn't you make a similar choice back in Khotan?"

Didn't your Master Baili teach you four words?

Tang Lian's heart skipped a beat: "You mean, act according to your heart."

Zhou Zhenhuan patted his shoulder again, then stretched.

There are no perfect solutions in this world; having both is simply a luxury.

In this life, all we need to do is live with a clear conscience.

You have your path, your choices, and I can't offer any advice. So, when you have free time, ask your own heart, and you'll know which way to go.

By the time Tang Lian came to her senses, Zhou Zhenhuan was no longer in the room.

Tang Lian walked to the window, and like Zhou Zhenhuan, sat on the windowsill, took a sip of wine, and her gaze gradually became firm after it had been hazy.

"The senior is right. Act according to your heart. I also have a path that I want to protect."

At this moment, Tang Lian felt her mind was clear and her whole body felt indescribably comfortable.

At this moment, Su Changhe, the patriarch of the Dark River Clan, was not so happy; he felt a tightness in his chest.

His younger brother died.

He died at the hands of an unknown brat.

His younger brother was Su Changli, the assassin from the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm.

Of course, if it were just his younger brother who died, he wouldn't be so upset.

He was an assassin; this was his destiny.

The Su family is so large, with so many disciples, and anyone can die, so naturally Su Changli can die too.

However, the problem is that they suffered huge losses in this operation.

Xie Qidao fell two major realms, and the hand holding the knife was shattered into pieces.

Unless he finds an immortal in the realm of divine travel to regenerate his severed limbs.

Su Muyu's sword was completely broken. She didn't seem to be injured, but her artistic conception was shattered by the sword strike from Dao Jianxian.

This means that Su Muyu's sword can only ever be a mortal's sword, and can never reach a higher level.

Moreover, if his will is not firm, his cultivation level will likely decline steadily in the future.

Chapter 127 Schemes of All Parties

And what about this patriarch of the Dark River family?

He had reached the realm of Great Freedom, but after being struck by the sword of the Dao Sword Immortal, his wound not only failed to heal but also showed signs of widening.

This doesn't seem like a sword wound; it's more like a Daoist injury.

He's using all his strength to suppress this wound; if he tries to attack again, it will likely trigger a fatal attack, causing him to die on the spot.

What a Daoist sword immortal! What a divine swordsman!

Even though Su Changhe had long since become someone who kept his emotions hidden, he was still somewhat on the verge of collapse.

He often wondered if he really shouldn't have accepted this mission.

No, his decision was not wrong.

He wants the tide of the underground river to engulf the entire martial arts world.