Chapter 232

Inside a bedroom.

Besides Heyang Elder standing on the side, there was also a pretty girl in a red and white dress with fair skin, while the young man in white Taoist robes was practicing and casting spells for an old man sitting cross-legged.

After Zhuang Buran finished his work, the old man slowly opened his eyes and stood up, bowing in incomparable sincerity:

"Thanks to Heyang Elder for leading his high disciple from Shushan from afar, allowing this remnant body to survive. Tang is deeply grateful."

Heyang Elder hurriedly returned the salute, and the young man in white Taoist robes naturally followed.

At this moment, Tang Xuejian knelt down without saying a word:

"Since I was young, Grandpa told Xuejian that Shushan disciples do not practice to become immortals, but to save the world and help people. Xuejian implores Heyang Elder and Hero Changqing to cure my grandfather, and it would be best if he could live for two or three hundred years."

"Even if Tang Xuejian has to go through fire and water, I will thank you for your great kindness."

After speaking, she began to kowtow.

"Miss Tang, no need for courtesy. Doing good deeds in the world and accumulating merit is the mission of our Shushan disciples."

Zhuang Buran reached out to lift her up:

"Old Senior Tang is suffering from the disease of wasting and thirst. Even if I perform my work, I can only make Old Senior Tang's blood and Qi flow more smoothly. Even if I let Master Heyang take action to regulate his breath, it is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

Tang Kun heard this, and there was no change in his face, clearly knowing his situation well, while Tang Xuejian, who had already stood up, looked heartbroken.

"I do have a method that is not a method. Although it cannot let Old Senior Tang live for two or three hundred years, extending his life for twenty or thirty years is not a problem."

As Zhuang Buran said this, the three looked over in unison, and even Heyang Elder's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"The root of Old Senior Tang's illness lies in his deep poison techniques. Because of practicing poison techniques all year round, it has led to today's result."

"The old man understands, no need to say more." Tang Kun smiled bitterly.

"Grandpa, why not let Hero Changqing speak?" Tang Xuejian asked anxiously.

Tang Kun sighed:

"Xuejian, for our Tang Sect disciples, once the poison techniques practiced for many years are dissolved, this kind of punishment is more painful than death."

"So that's it, no wonder Hero Changqing said this is a method that is not a method." Tang Xuejian was stunned, but couldn't help but persuade:

"Grandpa, how can dissolving your poison techniques to save your life and let you live a long life be considered a punishment!"

Heyang Elder also knew the cure that the young man in white Taoist robes wanted to speak of, so he said:

"Giving up and gaining, only by giving up can one gain. If Fort Master Tang is willing to give up his poison techniques, our sect has some health-preserving methods that can guard a person's essence, Qi, and spirit, so that they do not consume internally or escape externally, keeping them full in the body for a long time, embracing the physical form as one, which can prolong life."

Tang Kun looked at his granddaughter, who had tears in her eyes and was begging bitterly, and his heart softened, so he had to say:

"Xuejian, this matter is not urgent. Heyang Elder still needs to help Grandpa regulate his breath, so you take Changqing to stroll around our Tang Family Fort."

"Okay." Tang Xuejian raised her hand: "Hero Changqing, please!"

The young man in white Taoist robes bowed and walked out of the bedroom.

Inside a courtyard.

Zhuang Buran watched the rockeries and flowers and plants around him unhurriedly, and Tang Xuejian, who was on the side, asked in a low mood:

"Hero Changqing, do you think my grandfather will abolish his techniques to save himself?"

"As long as a person still has things he cares about in the world, he won't want to die easily."

"What Grandpa can't let go of most is me, and he also cares very much about the foundation of Tang Family Fort." Tang Xuejian suddenly became excited and said:

"If I persuade him from these two aspects, would I be able to persuade my grandfather as soon as possible?"

Zhuang Buran smiled:

"Miss Tang is indeed ice-snow smart."

Facing such a tall, handsome, and well-spoken man, Tang Xuejian's cheeks turned slightly red, and she waved her hand:

"Oh, it's all thanks to Hero Changqing's reminder."

She suddenly asked curiously:

"Grandpa said you are the head disciple of the Shushan Sect's Qingwei Sect Leader, why do you still call Heyang Elder 'Master'?"

Zhuang Buran explained:

"Although I only worship Qingwei Sect Leader as my teacher, the other four elders of our sect also painstakingly taught me everything they learned, so I can be considered to have five masters."

"Then you and Heyang Elder came to my Tang Family Fort, is it to investigate the poison men who suddenly appeared in Yuzhou City?"

"Miss Tang is intelligent, wait for my master to finish regulating Old Senior Tang's breath, and then I will ask about the poison men."

Tang Xuejian was praised until she beamed with joy, and volunteered:

"Then I will go see if Heyang Elder has finished regulating my grandfather's breath. If he has, I will go call my second uncle and third uncle to the main hall immediately."

"Then I will trouble Miss Tang."

"It should be, I also want to thank Hero Changqing for thinking of a way to treat my grandfather." Tang Xuejian said with a smile:

"Besides, if we investigate the matter of the poison men earlier, the people of Yuzhou City won't disappear and turn into poison men for no reason."

After speaking, she ran out of the courtyard, leaving the young man in white Taoist robes standing on the spot.

Zhuang Buran's eyes were deep, looking at the white clouds, and he whispered:

"It's another life entangled in cause and effect, not to mention there are many powerful existences. In this world, it seems I can't push everything horizontally."

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and a strange light rippled in his eyes:

"Zhuang likes to challenge high difficulty, let's see who among us is more insidious."

After a cup of tea.

In the main hall of Tang Family Fort, Fort Master Tang Kun sat in the main seat, and Tang Xuejian stood gracefully beside him.

And Tang Tai, the general manager of the Tang family, was in the lower right position, with a one-eyed middle-aged man and a girl with a somewhat mean appearance beside him.

It was Tang Kun's illegitimate son Tang Yi, and another granddaughter Tang Zhiyun.

Heyang Elder sat in the lower left position of Tang Kun, and Zhuang Buran placed a cloth bag on the case beside him, saying lightly:

"Changqing specially collected some blood from the poison men, please give me some advice, General Manager Tang."

Just as he opened the cloth bag, the one-eyed Tang Yi seemed very afraid and couldn't help but remind:

"Be careful, there is poison inside!"

Instantly, everyone's eyes looked over.

"Senior Tang Yi has a deep family background. Changqing didn't open the cloth bag, nor did I open the bottle stopper, yet you discovered that the poison of the poison man's blood will spread after being touched."

Zhuang Buran opened the cloth bag while taking out the jade bottle inside, and asked casually:

"Could it be that Senior Tang Yi has encountered poison men before?"

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Tang Yi immediately put on an angry posture:

"As a Tang Sect disciple, I know that being scratched by a poison man will also turn into a poison man, how could I not deduce that its blood is also poisonous."

Zhuang Buran said lightly:

"So, Changqing just said Senior Tang Yi has a deep family background, so there is no need to be so angry. I also didn't want to frame you as the mastermind behind the appearance of the poison men."

"I was never that." Tang Yi shouted angrily.

"Changqing can see that you are indeed not." The young man in white Taoist robes smiled warmly.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Yi felt he was insulted, and before he could say anything, laughter sounded in the main hall, but it was Tang Xuejian and Tang Zhiyun snickering in a low voice.

(End of chapter)