Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 235 Xiuxianfang City

A first-class master must have practiced extraordinary skills.

To be able to reach the first-class level before the age of thirty, talent and opportunity are even more indispensable.

Cultivation method may not be the key.

The characters on the list of potential dragons and young phoenixes all have exquisite inner strength and mental methods. Even if there is a distinction between high and low, the gap is definitely not big.

Just like Yu Juluo and Guo Yun on the stage, both of them had to meet good teachers and learn miraculous skills.

There is not much difference in age, and their martial arts skills are similar, so they are indistinguishable in a short period of time.

Even if Yu Juluo's hard work is astonishing and suddenly erupts, the situation of the battle will not be settled in an instant.

This also shows that the gap between them is still within a certain range.

Fu Ao surveyed the audience, listening to Moqiu to point out the flaws of the two's moves bit by bit, his heart immediately widened, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

The original anxiety is also reduced to nothing.

With such a master with extraordinary eyesight standing beside him, he raised his odds of winning by 20%.

"The horizontal knife is still imposing, and the moves are wide open and closed. It is brave and straight forward, but it is also lacking in delicacy."

"At the age of Yu Juluo, I still can't move my mind at will, and the sword has entered the realm of transformation, so it is more beneficial to get close to you."

"Brother Fu's water-covering Sanshou is the most powerful within three feet..."

"Yu Juluo deliberately hides his hard work, and he will definitely use it as a trump card. You can pretend not to know it, and when he suddenly makes a move, you will be caught off guard..."

"Crack..."

Fu Ao became more and more excited when he heard it, and even couldn't help applauding:

"Brother Mo, with your guidance by my side, I'm even sure that I can knock Wuying Shendao down to the second place."

"Well, even if it's a fight with Dong Xiaowan, it's not a bad idea, I'm afraid Brother Mo won't be willing to help because of his past friendship."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over several restaurants not far away.

There, several characters on the list of potential dragons and young phoenixes were watching, among them was Feng Chaoen, the shadowless sword.

"It's nothing." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Martial arts practice is not about fighting with others, the realm is the most important thing. As long as you are innate, the changes in your current moves are nothing. I am afraid that even the innate energy of an innate master cannot be broken."

He has a deep understanding of this point.

Back then when he was fighting with the Xuanyi Sect's Xiantian, it was obvious that the other party was trapped in place and could not move, so he had to use all his strength to explode in order to barely break through the defense.

Now that Heisha's avatar has been cultivated to the seventh level, he is even more able to break through tricks with strength, ignoring any changes in moves, and punching down, even if there is no flaw, it will become a flaw.

"You can't say that." Fu Ao didn't think so:

"Buddhist preaching Bodhisattva, known as merciful, there are also Dharma protector arhats under the sect who look majestic with glaring eyes, which shows that means of protection are indispensable."

"Only cultivating internal strength, not martial arts, what to do in case of encountering something that endangers one's life, after all, it is not feasible."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"makes sense."

"Da da……"

At this time, the sound of footsteps going up the stairs sounded from outside, followed by an old voice:

"Is Doctor Mo here?"

"Uncle He?" Mo Qiu showed surprise:

"Is there something wrong?"

"En." He Bo nodded outside the door:

"Master, please go over there, it's urgent."

Dong Xizhou?

What can he do urgently to find himself?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Dong Xizhou had always been steady and never had any so-called urgent matters.

It must be unusual for He Bo to find this place this time.

…………

Saying goodbye to Fu Ao, Mo Qiu went downstairs.

If he stays here any longer, it will be of little use. All that needs to be said has been said, and the outcome depends entirely on his performance on the spot.

As for the end result...

Although Fu Ao was thinking about it, and the onlookers shouted loudly, Mo Qiu didn't care much.

"Wow... woof..."

In front of the restaurant, two vicious dogs with fierce faces and fangs appeared at some point, chained to the street and barking furiously towards the street.

A group of refugees retreated in a hurry, but a beggar was huddled in a corner holding a stick, breathing deeply, unmoved.

"beggar!"

A person walked out of the restaurant, frowned when he saw this, and asked someone to throw a chicken leg on the beggar:

"Get out of here, this is not a place for you!"

"Uh..." The beggar squirmed, stretched his muscles and bones, looked sleepily at the chicken leg on his body, and then picked it up with a smile, ignoring the dirt on it, raised his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, singing in his mouth:

"It's better to be a beggar, eat thousands of meals in the morning, and sleep in ancient temple pavilions at night; don't violate the laws of the world, and the avenue will run rampant."

After speaking, he shook and strode away.

Mo Qiu stared at this scene, looked thoughtfully at Xu Yue who was leading the carriage, and asked:

"Have you ever felt that there are more weird people in the city?"

"Of course." Xu Yue signaled to the refugees around him:

"Look, son, overnight, the city was full of refugees, and even the guards of Lu's mansion were too busy, not to mention weird, I'm afraid they were frightened."

"That's not what I meant..." Mo Qiu was dumbfounded, and stopped asking, shook his head and boarded the carriage.

Lifting the curtain, his gaze swept across the surroundings.

The spectators in the restaurant, the scholars on the side of the road, and the merchants on the road, all came into my eyes one by one.

For some reason, he has always felt that the city is a bit weird recently, as if some strange things have been mixed in.

If it is an ordinary person, it will probably only think that it is their own illusion, and then stop thinking about it.

Moqiu is different.

He has practiced Buddha for many years, his spiritual sense is strong, his perception is keen, and he can detect the malicious intentions of others, so he will not have false impressions for no reason.

What is wrong?

Frowning, he gently lowered the curtain.

…………

Under the alchemy furnace, the charcoal fire was raging.

The room was filled with smoke.

A few years later, Dong Xizhou was aging visible to the naked eye, with conspicuous white hair at the temples, and obvious wrinkles on his face.

"Ahem..."

He covered his mouth with one hand, coughed twice, then took out a notice from his side and handed it over:

"Look."

"Lu Manor's Reward Notice." Mo Qiu lowered his head and carefully read the above content:

"Recently, there have been refugees everywhere and disasters are rampant, causing plagues to breed in many places, and it has begun to spread to Dong'an Mansion. The Lu Mansion has offered a reward to summon famous doctors to solve it."

"Why, senior is interested in this matter?"

"Yes, I'm very interested." Dong Xizhou stroked his chest and panted, and said:

"Unfortunately, I'm pretty good at alchemy, but I don't know much about how to diagnose and treat plague."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Qiu with piercing eyes.

"Senior." Mo Qiu frowned:

"You don't want me to take over this matter, do you?"

Plague is different from ordinary diseases, the fatality is not the focus, but the rapid spread is.

Isolation must be adopted to control the situation, and this will take a long time, not overnight.

"I know you have a way." Dong Xizhou said:

"As a doctor, you can't just watch the patient suffer from pain and finally die in pain, can you?"

"..."

Mo Qiu had a weird expression, he never felt that the person in front of him was a kind-hearted person.

If there is no benefit, the other party will never care about the life and death of others.

"Hehe..." Dong Xizhou chuckled and explained:

"As far as I know, in order to solve the plague, the Lu Mansion gave out a lot of good things as rewards this time."

"One of them is macaroni."

"Macaroni." Mo Qiu's expression changed slightly:

"One of the main ingredients of Xiantian Pill, Macaroni?"

"Not bad." Dong Xizhou's eyes flickered:

"I won't hide it from you, I've collected medicinal materials in many ways in the past few years, and it's not far from starting a furnace to make alchemy."

"With macaroni fruit, and a few other elixir, you can refine the Xiantian pill!"

"Da da……"

Mo Qiu looked contemplative, tapped the table with his hands, and said for a long time:

"What benefits do I have?"

"As long as you help me get the macaroni fruit and refine the Xiantian pill, I can let you follow the whole process, and even after you have collected the medicinal materials, I can help you make the alchemy." Dong Xizhou said.

"No, it's not enough." Mo Qiu shook his head slowly:

"Senior, why should you deceive yourself and others? Although Mo's alchemy is not as good as senior's, it's not bad."

"The two of you and I are alchemy together, and I am afraid that the certainty is much greater than that of you alone. This is a matter of mutual benefit, how can it be used as a reward?"

"You..." Dong Xizhou frowned with displeasure, but seeing that Mo Qiu's expression remained unchanged, he couldn't help hesitating.

Macaroni is an extremely rare elixir with a price but no market. If you miss this time, you may have to wait several years before you have another chance.

He can't wait!

As far as medical skills are concerned, there are not many who can surpass Moqiu in the huge Dong'an Prefecture.

Thinking quickly in his mind, he finally made up his mind, looked up and said:

"You should be very interested in cultivating immortals, right?"

"Hmm!" Mo Qiu's expression changed slightly:

"Why, senior, do you have any news about cultivators?"

"Not bad." Dong Xizhou nodded slowly, and said:

"The world that cultivators live in is different from ordinary people like us, and they don't even bother to communicate with ordinary people, just like the Lu family."

"However, if you have the heart, you can still find their traces."

Seeing that Moqiu was silent, he continued to speak:

"Cultivators are also human beings, and they also need to trade what they need, so sometimes, there will be a city of Xiuxianfang, where all the things they need are traded."

"As far as I know, after a while, there will be a trade fair where immortal cultivators gather somewhere in Dong'an Prefecture."

Moqiu took a short breath and his eyes lit up.

"Don't worry." Dong Xizhou raised his hand and said:

"To go to that square city, you need a token, otherwise you won't be able to find the place at all, and a token can allow two people to enter. I originally planned to go in with Xiaowan."

"but……"

He couldn't help looking, and said:

"If you can help me get the macaroni, I'd like to give you this chance."

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