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"Lunar energy? What is that thing? " Yanran asked in puzzlement when she heard Qingyang cry out in surprise.

After pondering for a moment, Qingyang laughed and said, "The yin aura is naturally the softest yin aura, which is the innate vital energy. I'll tell you about this matter when I get back. "

Qingyang clearly understood what this Yin energy was, and understood why Yanran was unable to learn any of the techniques earlier. She didn't reject it, but her attributes were different, so the Yin Qi was naturally resistant to it.

Furthermore, Yanran was not impossible to learn. If she could find a secret technique that specialized in the Lunar Scourge, her achievements in the future would be shocking.

He looked at the confused Yanran and smiled, "Don't worry, Yanran. This yin energy can be considered a treasure of the Upper Sky. It is a rare occurrence for someone to possess it. It's just that right now, I don't have a suitable technique. "

Hearing Qingyang's words, the intelligent Yanran naturally understood. As she rejoiced, she also softly said, "Thank you, Qingyang gege."

Amidst the laughter, Qingyang led Yanran through the shops.

"Eh? Brother Qingyang, look over there. That medicine seller is a bit special. " Yanran looked around before suddenly opening her mouth and speaking.

After putting down the herb in his hand, Qingyang turned around and looked at Yanran's direction. Sure enough, there were no herbs for others to choose from. He saw a five foot long wooden board stuck into the ground.

"Oh? "Interesting." Qingyang chuckled: "Using things to exchange lives? "Come, Yanran, let's go take a look."

Holding Yanran's hand, Qingyang slowly walked to the front of the stall and carefully observed the middle-aged man who was resting with his eyes closed.

His body was well-built and his facial features were plain. His square face was covered in sideburns and his eyes, however, were filled with light. The only difference was a savage saber scar that was an inch long hidden underneath his sideburns.

Although his aura was restrained, but Azure Sun could see that this person was also a Xiantian realm master.

"Uncle, may I ask what did you use to exchange for a life?" Qingyang asked as he cupped his hands.

Perhaps the one who spoke was a child in his teens. The middle-aged man didn't even raise his eyes as he replied indifferently, "Life and Death Grass."

"Oh? And how do we exchange them? " Hearing about the Life and Death Grass, Azure Sun became interested. It was also known as the Soul Luring Flower, with flowers like dragon claws, stem scales, and blood-red flowers. It became a flower once in a hundred years and was useful in attracting souls.

Legend has it that she voluntarily threw herself into hell and was sent back by the demons, but she still lingered on the path to the Yellow Springs. The devils could not bear it, so they agreed to let her open the path to the souls of those who had left the mortal world and give them guidance and comfort.

"Save someone." The middle-aged man seemed to be getting impatient, but he still opened his mouth to speak.

"Oh? Do not know what disease the patient suffers from? "How long is it going to take?" Qingyang asked with an unhurried smile.

In the end, his eyelids slightly lifted as he glanced at Qingyang in front of him. The middle-aged man spoke: "Little brother, why are you asking so many questions? Could it be that you can cure her? "

"You really don't make sense, why are you saying this? Big Brother Qingyang is naturally an outstanding pharmacist. It's likely that no number of famous physicians would be able to match up to him! " Yanran, who was at the side, shouted.

Qing Yang waved at Yanran without saying anything. He looked at the middle-aged man and softly said, "Uncle, if your illness was not serious, I'm afraid that you would not use the Life and Death Grass to exchange for it. I'm afraid that you have to interview many alchemists who have no results before coming to this Treasure Gathering Hall.

The middle-aged man was surprised and nodded in silence. There was uncertainty in his eyes but it was unknown what he was thinking.

"It seems like it. Uncle, I'm not greedy for your Life and Death Grass. I just want to save a life." Qingyang said slowly.

He suddenly raised his head and stared into Qingyang's clear chestnut eyes as he asked softly, "Even if you don't seek the Life and Death Grass, why do you need to treat and save people?"

"The heart of a doctor is all-encompassing." "Yes." Qingyang didn't say anything else and just looked at the middle-aged man.

The eight words caused the middle-aged man's body to tremble. After a long while, he raised his head and said slowly, "She is my wife. Ten years ago, I was injured by an adulterer and I have been gradually aging ever since. However, I am still in my thirties and can no longer get out of bed.

As he spoke to here, the resolute man trembled slightly. His eyes seemed to be somewhat misty. "I don't know why, but I've searched everywhere for famous doctors and doctors, but none of them have been able to treat this illness."

Azure Sun's sword-like eyebrows slightly frowned, but he didn't interrupt him. He only thought about what the middle-aged man had just said.

"I'm sure little brother can see that I'm also a cultivator. I've also checked back then and found that there's no damage done to my wife's body." Maybe I think it was the thief who poisoned it. But I am unable to find out what kind of poison it is. "

He didn't ask about the man's grudge. Instead, he asked, "Uncle, where is your wife now? Can you bring me over to take a look? "

"Little brother, do you have a way to cure the poison?" When the middle-aged man heard Qingyang's question, he was immediately overjoyed.

Qing Yang waved his hand and said seriously, "It's too early to say that you've been poisoned. Wait until I go over to take a look, maybe I can find a way to cure it. Uncle, the longer you talk, the worse it is."

He was slightly disappointed, but then he forced out a smile. "My wife is currently at the Dong An Prefecture. I'll take little brother to have a look."

"Yes, this matter should not be delayed." Qingyang nodded and asked, "I still don't know your name."

"Look at me," she said, "but you forgot to tell me your name." The middle-aged man scratched his head and said in a clear voice: "I am Wu Yu. May I ask what your name is?"

"Just call me Azure Sun." With a faint smile, Qingyang urged, "Uncle Wu, let's head back to your house now. We are afraid of any changes."

At this moment, Yanran turned around and gave a few instructions to the Dongfang family guards, instructing them to wait for the Second Prince at the agreed location. She then told Yulong Yulong, Yulong, and the others to return to the manor.

As Yanran spoke, Wu Yu also withdrew his stall and led Qingyang and Yanran out.

After about half an hour, they finally arrived at a small but very quiet courtyard. There were no servants or guards, only some flowers, plants, and rocks.

"Brother Qingyang, this is the house I have set up in the east not long ago. Please follow me." Wu Yu turned around and said to the two of them as he walked towards the west side of the courtyard.

After a while, the three of them arrived outside a room. Wu Yu nodded his head, indicating that this was where his wife lived.

Wu Yu gently pushed the door open and led the two into the room. Qingyang didn't have the mood to look around the room and quickly walked to the bed. He saw a hunchbacked old woman sleeping soundly on her side.