Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Chapter 576: Cultivating Relationships

The infinite spiritual light caused a great sensation. When everyone found out that the person involved was Qiqi, and she was the one who climbed the highest level, a sentence flashed through their minds -

I really need a junior sister.

After each assessment, Danfeng would become the place with the most traffic, filled with injured disciples and people coming and going to visit.

Elder Hantan held the crescent moon in his left hand, Cangjie in his right hand, and carried Feng Zhiyi on his back, and brought them to Elder Danfeng's cave.

Elder Chu followed behind, dragging Chu Yi by the collar. Chu Yi was lying face down, dragging on the ground below his knees. Fortunately, his clothes were made of expensive fabrics, otherwise they would have been worn out.

The blood from the wound flowed all the way as Elder Chu walked, which was creepy.

When the disciple who was cleaning behind him saw this, he was so angry that he cursed several times in his heart.

Although Chu Yi was in a coma, the feeling of his throat being strangled made him frown instinctively.

——It is hard not to suspect that Elder Chu is seeking revenge for personal gain.

The deacon elder supported the pale-faced Zhu Jiu, who was in pain in his heart, and followed behind them.

The group slowly entered the cave of Elder Danfeng. They were true disciples and needed the elder to personally treat their injuries and take care of them to ensure that they had no hidden illnesses and to recuperate their bodies.

Elder Danfeng was serious. He stood up from the alchemy furnace and directed the three elders to place Zhu Jiu and others on the couch one by one.

There were not enough couches, only four. There were not so many true disciples in the past, so he failed to prepare so many in time.

But now there are five of them.

Elder Danfeng took a look and waved his hand decisively, pushing the four couches together into one, like a large bunk bed.

Elder Hantan and Elder Chu had no objections and threw the people up one by one.

When it was the deacon elder's turn, he hesitated, "This..."

It’s not appropriate to touch anything, right?

Elder Danfeng looked at Zhu Jiu carefully and said, "She is Qiqi who attracted the infinite spiritual light? Let's put her up. We will all be brothers and sisters in the future, just like family members. There is nothing to be shy about."

The deacon elder said: "There are also fellow disciples who form Taoist couples."

Elder Danfeng thought it made sense, "That's perfect, let's start sleeping on the same bed and cultivating our relationship now."

The three elders: “……?”

Who did she train with?

Zhu Jiu: "Six."

Xingjun: "Your face is almost broken from laughing, right?"

Zhu Jiu gasped weakly, successfully attracting the attention of the four elders. She said in a sturdy manner, "It's okay, elders. People who practice Taoism don't care about these trivial matters. Healing the wound is more important."

Seeing that she looked exhausted, the elder deacon didn't have time to dwell on it and helped her onto the bed.

So Zhu Jiu lay down naturally. She was at the edge, with Chu Yi on her left.

The three elders looked at the four bloody "male corpses" and one pale "female corpse" with satisfaction, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Hantan rubbed his hands, tried to suppress the corners of his lips that were raised, and said happily: "Then I will trouble Danfeng to take care of these disciples. I still have to guard Hantan. I won't stay for long. I will come back after they recover..."

Before he could finish his words, he disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only the sound of an impatient voice.

A series of hearty laughter of “Hahahahaha” came from outside, as if Sun Wukong had just been rescued from the Five Finger Mountain.

Zhu Jiu, Xingjun: "..."

Three people: "..."

Although Elder Chu also felt it was great to have Wu Chuyi free of burden, he was rather reserved and behaved very politely. It was not until they left Danfeng that his face began to smile like an aged chrysanthemum.

The deacon elder had never been oppressed, so he didn't care. Instead, he chatted with Elder Danfeng, who was preparing the elixir.

Before leaving, he said to Zhu Jiu, who was looking at him with his eyes wide open, "Don't panic. This is the elder who is a Danfeng doctor and Dan Bingxiu. He will definitely be able to find out the cause of your heart disease."

Zhu Jiu smiled firmly: "I'm not panicking. Elder, please go and do your work first. I feel safe with several brothers around me."

The deacon elder had seen many strange problems of the six true disciples mentioned above, but it was rare for him to see such a normal true disciple who was also considerate. He was so moved that he forgot what Mo Huaizun said for a moment and treated Zhu Jiu as a disciple of the sect from the bottom of his heart.

He nodded, secretly decided to come and see more often, and then nodded and said, "Nephew, rest assured and recover from your injuries."

After the outsiders had left, Elder Danfeng first checked the bodies of several people to confirm that they had no fatal injuries, and then fed them high-level elixirs that could heal external and internal injuries.

Although it is the same kind of blood-healing pill, there are slight differences in what each person takes depending on the severity of the injury.

Zhu Jiu's nostrils twitched slightly, accurately analyzing the difference in the elixir fragrance.

Yue Shangqian had many penetrating wounds on his body, so the blood-healing pill he took contained a burial flower, which had stronger penetration and efficacy, and also stimulated his body's self-healing ability.

Cangjie is a half-demon. In his blood-healing pills, he used the Tranquilizing Flower instead of the Shadow Grass. The latter is incompatible with the physique of demons, and will reduce the efficacy of the medicine in Cangjie's body and cause cold pain, but the Tranquilizing Flower can activate his Fengwu half of the bloodline.

The self-healing ability of the plants will be guided and stimulated, complementing the Blood-Healing Pill.

Even Chu Yi and Feng Zhiyi's blood-healing pills were specially formulated according to their physical constitutions.

In other words, everyone's elixir is a personalized version, not the unified popular version elixir circulated in the outside world.

Zhu Jiu looked at Elder Danfeng with a deep gaze, he was indeed a master of alchemy.

Making elixir is not like cooking. If it’s bland, add salt; if it’s too salty, throw it away.

The fact that a recipe for an elixir has been widely circulated for a long time is itself a testament to its simplicity and uniqueness by countless people.

One move affects the entire body, and one wrong spot will lead to a chain reaction of failures.

In this case, Elder Danfeng can slightly change the materials, increase or decrease the ratio, and refine a unique elixir for someone else. He is definitely an expert among experts and knows the medicinal properties and smelting of various herbs like the back of his hand.

Such a creative alchemist may not appear once in hundreds of years.

No wonder he chose to hand over these true disciples to Elder Danfeng even though the injuries could be cured by a few pills.

Elder Danfeng had not prepared a bed, but he had already studied and refined the elixir in advance.

Xingjun hugged his spell rules test paper full of red crosses and flipped the table and cried, "Damn it, they are all geniuses, but I am the only one who can't do anything! I don't want to live anymore!"

Zhu Jiu frowned and said considerately, "Nonsense."

"Isn't it my talent that makes so many mistakes?"

Xingjun clenched his fists and looked humiliated: "...I will run away from home to avenge you."

Zhu Jiu: "I will travel the world to find you."

The elder of Danfeng had never seen Zhu Jiu and had not prepared suitable elixirs, but she had received the infinite spiritual light and was not injured.

Heartache? She'll see what's going on.

Seeing the other party's hand on her left chest, Zhu Jiu's eyes flickered: "Elder, this is not good."

Elder Danfeng had a blank expression on his face: "Same sex is also not allowed to touch each other?"

As she spoke, she moved her hand that was heading straight for her chest and pressed down on Zhu Jiu's pulse. She frowned and probed her spiritual consciousness into Zhu Jiu's tendons and veins.

"Relax and don't resist."

The tone of this sentence is gentle, soothing and makes people subconsciously let down their guard.

Zhu Jiu asked Xingjun: "Can you do it? She won't find out that I have no heart, right?"

Xingjun waved his sleeves evilly: "What a joke, it's impossible to find out that you have no heart just by finding out that you have irregular menstruation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Elder Danfeng rang out: "The body is cold, and the routine is disordered."

"You just came back from the Far North, it's normal, drink more hot water."

Zhu Jiu: “…”

What a joke! The world of cultivation has already perfectly solved the menstrual problem.

She turned her face to the side and faced eight eyes.

Oh, all four members of the male group woke up and listened to the medical examination results.

Zhu Jiu: “…”

After the elder felt Zhu Jiu's pulse, he moved his palm to his heart, but not touching it. He left a distance of half a fingernail's length. A white light shone from his fingertips, penetrating Zhu Jiu's heart.

The male group looked away at the same moment as if they had rehearsed it, their eyes fixed on the intricate and magnificent dome above.

Elder Danfeng checked Zhu Jiu's "heart" several times, inside and out, and asked Zhu Jiu as he looked at it: "When did the pain start?"

Zhu Jiu picked at his fingers and lowered his voice: "Today, when I entered the Gewu Tower to challenge the level."

Elder Danfeng: "What do you feel?"

Zhu Jiu said nonsense casually: "My chest feels dull and painful, I feel like I can't breathe, and I don't have any strength."

Elder Danfeng: “?”

How could he climb to the eighty-sixth floor? She saw that this disciple was very strong.

Zhu Jiu asked: "Elder, what is my illness? Is there any cure? Will it affect my status as a true disciple?"

Elder Danfeng finished his practice, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a dull tone: "I'm not sick, it's a psychological problem. You're too nervous. It's normal."

Zhu Jiu nodded with a look of sudden realization.

Elder Danfeng: "Are you feeling any other discomfort?"

Zhu Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes my heart beats really fast, and I feel like I'm going to faint at any moment because of my shortness of breath."

Upon hearing this, Elder Danfeng stretched out his right hand and pressed Zhu Jiu's right cheek, then stretched out his left hand and pressed Chu Yi's left cheek. Then the two of them turned their heads to look at each other, only half a palm's distance apart.

The heartbeat starts to speed up.

Elder Danfeng's brief diagnosis was like raindrops falling, and those who heard it felt cold in their hearts.

"Because you are a lecher."

Zhu Jiu: “…”

Chu Yi: “…”

Xingjun clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a miracle doctor!"

Chu Yi leaned to the other side with a speechless look, trying to stay away from Zhu Jiu, looking at her with disgust in his eyes.

Zhu Jiu tried to save face by explaining to Elder Danfeng with a weak voice: "No, I don't do this often."

The elder was fiddling with the pill bottles on the pill stand. No one knew what he was doing, but there was a crisp sound of porcelain bottles colliding against each other.

"Just fool yourself, it's wrong to fool the doctor."

She put a Yiqing Pill into Zhu Jiu's mouth to calm his mind.

"Lying down is a good opportunity to practice keeping calm in situations like this."

Zhu Jiu: “…”

It's a bit embarrassing, but I can't dig my toes into the ground. I'm lying flat on my back, or I'll be noticed.

The drugs in their bodies were taking effect, and the elder ordered them to lie down for 25 minutes to wait for their injuries to heal, and then sit in meditation to adjust their breathing.

The air was dead silent for a moment, and none of the five people breathed. Chu Yi, who was standing beside them, frowned, and a cold voice swam into his ears, "Why did you put me together with them?"

He, the little prince, had never shared a bed with others in his life, especially with a bunch of annoying people, and a pervert sitting very close to him on the right.

Chu Yi felt unwell and itchy all over, and wanted to leave immediately.

"Why don't you just lie on the ground?" The elder squinted at him.

Chu Yi: “…”

Cangjie was silent for a moment, then said, "I still have a bed in my storage ring, and I'm willing to share it with you."

Elder: "Let's talk about it later. You can't use your spiritual power now."

She frowned. "You are so pretentious and particular about this generation of True Disciples? Do you have to bring a comfortable bed with you at all times when you go out to train? Do you have to separate male and female areas for meditation and training?"

"..."

Elder Danfeng is highly respected in the sect, has great prestige and is serious about her words, and almost no one disobeys her.

It is said that in the past, a disciple made her angry, and before she could teach him a lesson, the sect punished that disciple by giving him twenty thunder whips and putting him in solitary confinement.

It's so miserable.

It’s not that I’m afraid of the thunder whip, but I mainly don’t want to be put in solitary confinement. I don’t know what I’ll miss when I come out.