C102 Secret Lotus Girl
C102 Secret Lotus Girl
After searching for a while, Feng Yimo was about to return to the shore when a figure appeared in front of him. He was surprised to find that the figure was actually Miss Lian. He could not help but be angry and angry. This girl was really reckless. Yesterday, she gave her two Sand of Life and asked her to go back. Why did she come back today? Although she was angry, she could not watch her body die in Sea of Death for no reason and swim over.
"Miss Lian, why are you here again? Is the Death Sand not enough? If you are not enough, you can tell me. I will give you a few more. Hurry up and leave. "This is not a place you can stay. Many people died yesterday." Feng Yimo said.
Lian saw that it was Feng Yimo again. She was stunned and transmitted her voice. "Thank you, Senior. My grandfather is seriously ill. If he doesn't have enough sand of life, he will die very soon."
Feng Yimo sighed. It seemed that this girl was still a filial person. Since he had helped her, he should help her to the end. He held Lian's hand and swam towards the shore. As he swam, he said, "I happen to have some panaceas here that can save people. I will go with you to take a look. Maybe I can help."
Lian's hand was held by Feng Yimo's strong hand. Her face could not help but turn red. She struggled for a while but could not break free. She could only let Feng Yimo hold her hand.
The two of them quickly came ashore and used their cultivation techniques to evaporate the water vapor on their bodies. Feng Yimo looked at Lian and said, "Miss Lian, lead the way. I will go with you to take a look."
Lian's face was red because she was drenched just now. Her curvaceous figure was revealed without a doubt and she felt extremely shy. She lowered her head and hummed like a mosquito. She turned around and twisted her slender waist as she walked forward.
That faint fragrance appeared in Feng Yimo's nose again. This kind of fragrance was different from Chu Ling'er's beancurd fragrance. It was not the fragrance of the rouge powder applied on a girl's body. In short, it was very strange, but it could not be said what it was.
Lian led Feng Yimo into the Twilight City. They took seven or eight turns and arrived at a low grass house area. This was obviously where the poor people of the Twilight City lived. There was indulgence, garbage everywhere. Mosquitoes and flies flew everywhere, and the stench permeated the air.
"I'm sorry, Senior. This place is too dirty. I made you suffer." Lian said apologetically.
Feng Yimo waved his hand. "This is nothing. Don't worry about it. Just lead the way carefully."
Lian finally stopped in front of a thatched cottage. The thatched cottage was about to collapse and was tilted. If it was not for the wooden stick by the wall, she would have fallen to the ground and turned into ruins.
When Feng Yimo arrived at the door of the thatched cottage, he could feel an old man in his bed. His entire body was emitting an aura of death. Was this Lian's home?
When Feng Yimo entered the shabby thatched cottage, he saw the old man. The old man was already very old. He was just an ordinary person. His muscles were relaxed and his face was full of age spots. Half of his white hair had fallen off and there were not many left. His two long eyebrows were very eye-catching.
Feng Yimo did not wait for Lian to speak and put his hand on the old man's pulse. A moment later. He sighed and took out a high grade Immortal Pill. He opened half of it and put it in the bowl. He melted it with cold water and passed it to Lian, "Miss Lian, Your grandfather is a mortal, he can't bear much spiritual energy. Thus, I used water to dissolve half of the spirit pills. It can increase some of your grandfather's lifespan. The old man is not sick, but he is too old. He has reached the limit of human life, so please forgive him. Be more open-minded. "
Lian took the bowl of medicine and smelled it gently. Her face revealed a shocked expression, "This is an Immortal Pill. It can actually extend one's lifespan by 30 years. Senior, you are also an alchemist?"
Feng Yimo was very surprised. Miss Lian could tell that it was an Immortal Pill just by smelling it. Moreover, it could extend one's lifespan by 30 years. Could it be that Miss Lian was also an alchemist?
Lian saw Feng Yimo's shocked expression and did not answer. She knew that her guess was correct. She came to her grandfather's side and supported him with her left arm. She held the bowl to the old man's mouth with her right hand and said softly, "Grandpa, you should drink a little. This is good for you."
Grandfather opened his mouth and gulped down the bowl of Immortal Pill. Feng Yimo could clearly feel a life force dispelling the death energy from the old man's body. In order to increase the efficacy of the medicine, he sat on the bed again and grabbed the old man's hands. He silently circulated the Yin-yang Spell's Yin Art and absorbed the death Qi from the old man's body. This way, the old man could live for a longer time.
Perhaps it was because of the effect of the Immortal Pill, or perhaps it was because the Yin Art sucked away the death Qi from the old man's body. After the time for an incense stick to burn, the old man who was lying on the bed and could not move could actually sit up alone. Lian happily clapped her hands and bowed to Feng Yimo. She thanked him and said, "Thank you, Senior. Thank you, Senior!"
Feng Yimo hurriedly supported Lian. When his hand touched Lian's tender and smooth little hand, it was as if it was boneless and agglomerated fat. His heart could not help but sway, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly. Lian's pretty face was already flushed red, and she was at a loss as to what to do.
"Cough cough, Miss Lian, the environment here is too bad. It's not good for the old man's health. Why don't we change places?" Feng Yimo changed the topic and asked.
"Every inch of land in Twilight City is gold. A decent place requires hundreds or thousands of spirit stones. I don't have that many spirit stones." Lian smiled sadly and said.
Feng Yimo pondered for a moment and took out ten middle-grade spirit stones. He stuffed them into Lian's hands. "Miss Lian, take these spirit stones and buy a house with a better environment. Let the old man live in peace."
"This, this..." Lian held the middle-grade spirit stones with both hands. She was so grateful that she did not know what to say. "Senior, this gift is too big. Yesterday you gave me two grains of life sand and today you gave me the Immortal Pill to extend my grandfather's life. Now that Lian wants your spirit stones, she doesn't know what's good for her. I can't take these spirit stones!"
Feng Yimo had already walked out of the thatched cottage, and his voice came from far away, "Miss Lian. It is fate that you and I know each other. Why bother to be calculative? "Farewell!"
Lian held the spirit stone in her hands and was stunned. Was there such a kind cultivator in the world? All the cultivators she had seen were greedy and sinister. For the sake of spirit stones, spirit herbs, and other resources, they killed each other and fought each other. It was the first time she had seen such a generous cultivator like Feng Yimo.
"Putong!" The old man who sat up behind her knelt on the ground and kowtowed. "This old servant deserves to die. I actually troubled Seventh Princess to serve me personally. This old servant deserves to die ten thousand times!"
Lian waved her hand and supported the old man, saying softly, "Uncle Gui, why are you doing this? Since young, I have watched you grow up. In my eyes, you are my family. You cannot be like this in the future!"