1022: C1022 Qing Yun is sick!

C1022 Qing Yun is sick!

Due to the matter of Holy Land causing Fang Shaobai to be unhappy, Fang Shaobai and Lao Cang did not continue their conversation.

Fang Shaobai did not continue with her lecture.

Regarding this, Lao Cang also had a piece of advice to Fang Shaobai. The sermon can be continued, but do not be in a hurry to speak of the profound path, lest the poor sermon cause a backlash that weakens others' faith in him and weakens destiny.

After all, the Grand Dao was the simplest. At least forty percent of the true principles of the heaven and earth were the simplest Daos. This was the foundation of the world, and only then would it be able to resonate with more people.

If he were to explain all of these, he would gain the qualifications to be Fang Shaobai's master. After he obtained the qualifications, everyone would agree, if he were to further speak of profound dao, even if he could not touch some people's heart, others would first suspect that he had not understood the essence of the technique, and would not think that Fang Shaobai's words were wrong. Then, it would not affect his ability to believe in others.

To put it bluntly, in a situation where there weren't many brainless fans, there was no point in fooling around.

Fang Shaobai deeply agreed.

Sure enough, he did not continue with his sermon. Instead, he entered the Martial Arts Pavilion to continue his comprehension. The Zhao Family's ten thousand years heritage moved over to the secret scripture. Even if his Manifestation Bloodline had increased in purity, the "Wanxiang Light" was even more powerful. To completely understand it, he would need half a year.

Fang Shaobai had to continue to accumulate all of her knowledge in the Martial Dao, in order to prepare for her next lecture.

Even if it was just a lecture on the Dao, the effects were shocking. Fang Shaobai was not aware that after this lecture, all the martial artists in the world, from the Martial Saint to the Martial Disciples, had profited greatly.

His faith in Fang Shaobai had already affected the mindset of the people of this world. When they talked about Fang Shaobai, no matter who it was, they would all uncontrollably reveal a faint look of admiration. Of course, it was only admiration, not reverence. The path of Master Under Heaven was still very far.

Other than in the Martial Dao, when Fang Shaobai stopped to rest and recover her Bloodline, she would also visit the Artifact Pavilion, Pill Pavilion and the herb fields.

There was no need to even mention the medicinal field, with the Medicine God's bloodline's arrangements, the growth of the spirit medicine would be extremely good. Fang Shaobai did not need to worry. He rarely asked about the situation regarding the spirit medicine in the medicinal field, and it was mainly to visit Sun Qingyun.

Ever since Fang Shaobai came into contact with the Medicine God Sun family, he had known Sun Qingyun, and she was the first Medicine God descendant she had ever known.

The two of them had interacted a lot, but Fang Shaobai seemed to be poisoned, and after interacting with him, Sun Qingyun was infected by his poison. Even though he knew that there were a lot of beauties, she still could not help but have deep feelings for him.

She was only holding onto her daughter's longing for her, and silently waited for Fang Shaobai to come and confess to her. There was no need for such sweet words, as long as you marry me, she would be able to wash herself clean and give it to him.

But at the border.

Fang Shaobai was also busy training and dealing with all kinds of things. The two of them got closer and closer, to the point that they had a big wedding, with ten brides but not one of them had her.

This made Sun Qingyun despair and she felt that her life was boring. The only thing she could do was to force herself to smile every day and put more of her energy into the medicinal field. The medicinal field's development was getting better and better, while Sun Qingyun's were getting thinner and thinner.

It was as if she had used her blood essence to feed all kinds of spirit medicines. Being a daughter and not being a father, only Sun Guangling, who knew her thoughts, secretly felt pain for Sun Qingyun and tried to console his. However, he was already deeply poisoned and the antidote was not in her body, what use was that?

Sun Qingyun was sick.

He fell ill in the herb field without any warning.

Sun Guangling who received the news rushed over and fed the pill but was fine. She could only invite the Wenshan Herb Saint over. But Wenshan Herb Saint's diagnosis stunned Sun Guangling: The heart meridian had been damaged, the soul had withered, and her longevity had been exhausted.

Sun Guangling immediately cried. He knew why Sun Qingyun was so injured, and why she was injured so badly. Unknowingly, hatred was also born in his heart towards Fang Shaobai.

"Father, don't stop me. Qing Yun is about to die, she was sick because of Young Master Fang, how can I not let Young Master Fang know?"

"Grand Dominance, I know what you're thinking, but you have to understand that Young Master Fang is a Lord of the Realm of this world. It was Young Master Fang's fault that my Sun family was able to have such a state. How could we hope for more?"

"But …"

"No buts. Since Young Master Fang did not choose Qing Yun for his wedding, let's just treat it as fate and not division. "Sigh …"

The Wenshan Herb Saint's attitude was resolute, and even though Sun Guangling had the heart to protect her, he was unable to withstand the determination of a Martial Saint. She could only silently shed tears, and his heart was like dying embers, "Father, then according to what you think, how much lifespan does Qing Yun have left?"

The Wenshan Herb Saint was silent for a moment, "Three days?"

The first generation Martial Saint could not help but reveal a tinge of sadness on her face. When the white-haired man gifted the black haired man, a generation of Martial Saint s could not help but be heartbroken, not to mention that Sun Qingyun was his most beloved granddaughter.

Three days?

Sun Guangling was completely dumbstruck and speechless for a long time.

Over at the herb field.

Fang Shaobai walked over with her usual pace, and looked at the twelve hundred mu of medicinal field in the distance. The medicinal herbs on the top were like trees, and even grew into large trees.

However, it was still not enough.

The medicinal field of the Fang World was getting larger and larger, and with just the Sun family's small amount of manpower, it seemed to be somewhat insufficient. There were only two to three hundred people in the Wenshan Herb Saint line. If the medicinal field continued to expand, in the future, it would be several thousand mu, or even several tens of thousands mu.

Fang Shaobai thought that she should find a time to unify the Wenshan Herb Saint bloodline and raise their purity. With the strength of his bloodline, using "Bloodline Miracle" would definitely be able to raise the purity of medicinal god blood by a level. Increasing medicinal god blood meant that her abilities would be increased, and she would be able to take care of more spirit medicines.

Or perhaps, he could find a chance to visit the farmers' city, Mu Cheng, and other places to see if there were any descendants of the Medicine God?

The increase in the Manifestation Bloodline also greatly increased the power of Fang Shaobai's God's Eye of Creation. He had inadvertently used God's Eye of Creation to observe Sun Qingyun and obtained more information. It was said that the medicinal god blood originated from the Medicine God, and the bloodline of the Wenshan Herb Saint was left behind by the Medicine God after he passed by the Loorish City.

The information contained traces of the Medicine God's herb harvesting and other trails. There were seven cities: Nong City, Mu City, and so on.

Since the Medicine God was able to leave behind descendants when he went to Loorish City to gather medicinal ingredients back then, Fang Shaobai had reason to suspect that the Medicine God had also gone to Mu City, Nong Cheng and the other places to leave a few times behind.

They could either increase their bloodline power or join it.

Of course, Fang Shaobai thought about both of them, it was just that it would take some time, she did not have that much time right now, so she decided to start with raising her bloodline.

"Hey, who are you guys talking about that's sick? Why aren't there any of you Qing Yun?"

When Fang Shaobai walked closer, she realized that something was amiss. Sun Qingyun, who usually stayed in the medicinal field, was not around today, so a few of the Sun family members gathered together and started whispering to each other, as if they were talking about someone being sick.

Seeing Fang Shaobai walking over, a few of the Sun Clan disciples immediately shut their mouths, looking at each other, all of them looking extremely nervous.

Seeing that, Fang Shaobai felt that something was amiss.

"What's going on? Why aren't you speaking? Could it be that you're intentionally hiding something from me?"

Fang Shaobai set her face, purposely bluffing. A few disciples of the Sun family were immediately frightened by his might, trembling in fear, some of them wanted to say something but were stopped by others.

Fang Shaobai almost bled from anger. She really was hiding this from him on purpose.

Seeing the sullen expression on Fang Shaobai's face.

Finally, someone said, "Young Master Fang, please let us off, it's not that we don't want to, it's that the Medicine Sovereign won't allow us to say it. If we say it, then it'll be punished by family law."

Fang Shaobai was startled. What the hell, what is it?!

Eh, that's not right.

The Sun family's current warriors are all powerful, the weakest is the martial spirit, and after being in contact with spirit medicine for a long period of time, it is very difficult for medicinal god blood to get sick from nourishing her body.

In a daze.

Fang Shaobai used the power of a realm and directly dropped down to face Sun Clan's Dao Ju.

World energy was a wondrous thing. Within its sphere of existence, the master of the world could control everything he wanted. As long as the master wanted to, nothing in this world could fool him. Of course, this did not apply to the human heart.

This investigation also made Fang Shaobai extremely frightened.

Someone was really sick.1

And the one who was sick was Sun Qingyun.

Fang Shaobai clearly saw Sun Qingyun lying on the bed. She was as thin as a stick, her face was pale white, her entire body was filled with an aura of death. The aura of death was even thicker than the ones Qin Baishi, Zhao Huntian and Zhao Hunshan had seen before.

This was already a life threatening situation.

It could be a day, it could be two days, it could also be about to die.

Once this person died and his lifespan ran out, no matter who it was, that person would dissipate their soul and never be reborn again. That person would become a soul that returned to the world, destroying it, and turning it into dust.

In that moment, Fang Shaobai's heart tensed up, her mind was in a mess, as if she was in a mess. He subconsciously thought back to his first time with Sun Qingyun, and recalled how he deceived Sun Qingyun and saved her with a Life Creation Pellet. She believed without a doubt that he would never be able to pay off a single Life Creation Pellet.

Fang Shaobai's heart ached.

He had many wives, but no one had ever made him feel this way, because from the very beginning until now, his wife had never had an accident, let alone a situation like this where she was dying soon.

This heartache was truly the most unbearable pain in the world. It was not as intense as having one's bones broken or one's flesh torn, nor as torturous as one's body, but it was as painful as one's soul being broken.

"Qing Yun!"

Fang Shaobai growled, and her figure instantly disappeared. Passing through space and time in one go, she landed in the Sun family Dao Ju's courtyard. She had just heard the Wenshan Herb Saint's sigh, as well as the resolute attitude that prevented Sun Guangling from explaining it to him.

Fang Shaobai flew into a rage and shouted angrily, "Wenshan Herb Saint, what the hell are you doing? Why is Qing Yun hiding this from me when he's sick?! You almost made me wrong!"

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