12dz Chapter 53: Third-Rate Immortal Clan
Chapter 53: Third-Rate Immortal Clan
At this moment, Qin Zhixue also looked at Lu Wenzheng.
Noticing Qin Zhixue's gaze, Lu Wenzheng immediately blushed and looked away at Tang Yifan.
He seemed afraid that Qin Zhixue would find out that he had been sizing up this woman just now.
Young people are always so timid and shy.
"May I ask, young man... how far is it from here to the outside of the mountain? Are there any doctors nearby?" Yang Jiuli picked up a twig and tucked it under his arm, smiling. His smile was so clear, like that of a friendly older brother, that it touched Lu Wenqing slightly.
She looked at her brother.
At this moment, Qin Zhixue and Tang Yifan also picked up a tree branch to use as a walking stick.
"Young man, look how badly my foot is injured. If it's not treated, I'm afraid it will be crippled!" Tang Yifan said, showing his right foot. "Could you take us to see a doctor and get some medicine?" At this moment, his right heel was bruised and swollen with a large lump.
Lu Wenzheng glanced at Tang Yifan, then looked at Qin Zhixue and Yang Jiuli.
"Please wait a moment!" Lu Wenzheng said.
"Thank you very much, young man!" Yang Jiuli said with a cupped hand and a smile.
Lu Wenzheng nodded slightly. He asked his sister to wait beside him, and then walked to the foot of the mountain wall.
Tang Yifan looked over with a face full of curiosity.
Lu Wenzheng moved swiftly, leaping about ten feet into the air. He reached out and grabbed a vine on the cliff face, climbing upwards like a nimble monkey. In just a few breaths, he had reached the 30-meter-high cliff and stopped at the dragon tongue flower blooming towards the morning sun.
"The flowers are in full bloom, just the right time!" Lu Wenzheng was overjoyed. He took out a small knife with his right hand, dug into the soil, and carefully pulled the dragon tongue flower from the rock wall by the roots. Then he took out a wooden box from his pocket and put it inside.
After doing all this, Lu Wenzheng slid down the mountainside along the vines.
"This young man has such impressive skills!" Tang Yifan thought to himself.
Upon landing, Lu Wenqing greeted him with a joyful expression.
Lu Wenzheng then looked at Tang Yifan, Qin Zhixue, and Yang Jiuli.
"My grandfather will be able to treat the injury, so please come back with me!" Lu Wenzheng said after glancing at Tang Yifan.
Although he remained somewhat wary.
He was still a young man, pure of heart, and kind-hearted. He couldn't bear to see Yang Jiuli and the others trapped in the mountains and suffering.
"In that case, thank you for your trouble, young man!" Yang Jiuli said with a bow.
"Hehe, that's great, great!" Tang Yifan chuckled.
Qin Zhixue nodded her thanks.
"Sister, let me help you!" Lu Wenqing said with a smile as he walked to Qin Zhixue's side.
"Thank you!" Qin Zhixue smiled slightly.
Lu Wenqing helped Qin Zhixue walk towards the edge of the mountain stream.
Lu Wenzheng borrowed Qin Zhixue's sword and used it to cut away the thorns in their path, clearing a way for them.
The mountain stream where Yang Jiuli and his group were located was only a dozen or so miles from the outside of the mountains.
Because there were several wounded, the group stumbled and staggered their way out of the deep mountains, taking a full half hour to finally emerge.
Although Lu Wenzheng possessed the "Swift Wind Talisman," he cherished it greatly and was reluctant to use it for leading people.
As for using his Qi cultivation to ride the wind and carry people, his magical power is relatively weak.
Along the way, Yang Jiuli asked Lu Wenzheng which territory he had arrived in, intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about information.
Once he emerged from the deep mountains, he had a general idea of where he was.
They arrived at a place called Longhu Town.
Longhu Town is nestled against the Longling Mountains and faces Longhu Lake, and is considered relatively affluent.
There are three major surnames in the town.
One is the Lu family:
The other two are the Liu family and the Huang family.
These three families have had descendants who have embarked on the path of cultivation for generations, making them third-rate cultivation families.
Despite being called a family of cultivators, the clan only has cultivators at the sixth and seventh levels of Qi Refining.
Because most of the good talents are sent to sects or join large cultivation families.
Those who remain in Longhu Town are either those with inferior spiritual roots or those with mediocre talent.
That's why they can only reach the sixth level of Qi Refining in their entire lives.
To reach the seventh level, one needs not only to pool the entire clan's resources to purchase elixirs to break through the level, but also to possess a certain amount of talent.
Lu Bingzhi, the old man, was a mediocre alchemist.
Even though he spent a lot of money to buy a low-grade breakthrough pill called "Azure Profound Pill" a few years ago, he still failed to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining. Instead, he injured his body and his spirit became weaker and weaker, and he walked with a hunched back.
At this moment, he was holding a yellowed old pipe, taking two puffs, and pacing back and forth at the entrance to the back mountain road.
He would take a couple of puffs every now and then, then look at the intersection, appearing quite anxious.
Just as he extinguished his cigarette and prepared to walk towards the entrance to the back mountain road, a boy jumped out joyfully.
This young man was none other than Lu Wenzheng.
"Grandpa, I'm back!" Lu Wenzheng cheered.
"You brat, why have you been gone for so long? This old man thought you'd been carried off by a tiger, and I was just about to go look for you!" Lu Bingzhi tapped Lu Wenzheng with his pipe and said irritably.
Lu Wenzheng seemed to have anticipated this, dodging the attack with a swift movement and chuckling, "Something unexpected happened, so I'm late!"
"An accident?" Upon hearing this, Lu Bingzhi's face darkened, and he immediately looked towards the intersection with a serious expression, saying, "Wenqing is gone?"
He was anxious.
Seven years ago, after the children's parents were eaten by a red-eyed tiger while collecting herbs in the mountains, he became increasingly concerned about his two children, fearing that something might happen to them. Unfortunately, his grandson was a disobedient brat who would run into the mountains whenever he had nothing to do.
Fortunately, six years ago, the three families of Longhu Town invited a master from the Qingyan Immortal Sect to sweep through the mountains and kill several large insects and monsters.
As a result, the Qi Refining Mountain Monster rarely appears in the outer areas of the mountain!
"Grandpa..." Just then, a sweet voice rang out.
It was Lu Wenqing who helped Qin Zhixue out of the woods.
"Three strangers?" Lu Bingzhi's eyes flickered as he glanced at Qin Zhixue and Yang Jiuli and Tang Yifan who followed behind. Then, his gaze sharpened as he looked at Lu Wenzheng beside him, as if questioning the latter about why he had brought back strangers.
It is a major taboo for a teenager to come into contact with strangers; they should be kept at a distance.
"I went to the mountains to gather herbs and saw these older brothers fall off a cliff after being chased by a tiger. So I brought them back so that Grandpa could treat them and prevent them from developing any lasting illness!" Lu Wenzheng said.
"Chased by a giant tiger in the mountains and fell off a cliff?" Lu Bingzhi's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yang Jiuli and Tang Yifan with renewed vigilance.
"When my grandson went there, there were still footprints left by a large tiger in the mountains," Lu Wenzheng said, adding that he had also surveyed the area at the time.
"You're still too young." Lu Bingzhi tapped Lu Wenzheng's head with his pipe and sighed softly.
How could someone who can survive being swallowed by a worm be an ordinary person?
Lu Wenzheng scratched his head, looking puzzled.
I was already being very careful!
These older brothers were indeed being chased by snakes.
At this moment, Lu Wenqing had already helped Qin Zhixue walk over.
Lu Bingzhi didn't say much, but his gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Lu Wenqing.
Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly observed Yang Jiuli and Tang Yifan.
"A mortal martial artist..." After this examination, Lu Bingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.