The first medical fairy

Chapter 89

In every game, there are all kinds of NPCs. These characters composed of 0 and 1 have their own lives and trajectories in the game.This story is a side story of "The First Immortal Doctor". It is a story about NPCs, and it is also a gift I gave to those NPCs who accompany us day and night in the game.

The moonlight like silver frost sprinkled in the bamboo forest, drawing mottled lines on the ground, the night was deep, and the past and the future could not be seen.

Under the moonlit night, she lived like an ant for nearly 1000 years.

However, the night was not quiet.

"Pacha-pacha--" In addition to the chirping of birds, beasts and insects, there was also the rhythmic sound of chopping firewood outside the temple, which was boring and monotonous.

Xizhi dragged her stooped body and walked to the gate of the temple, where a thin figure in the distance was methodically chopping firewood.

It was the girl from another world that she took in a few days ago, named Gege.

Stubborn and stubborn personality, clear and pure eyes, this girl is like the child in her memory, firm and stubborn, in the boring days day after day, she worked hard for thousands of years, and finally grew into a man who stands upright.

Her, Er Gouzi.

In the Tianluo Continent more than 2000 years ago, there was no trace of otherworldly practitioners. The world of cultivating immortals was still very peaceful, and even the killing was calm and direct, unlike those otherworldly practitioners who could be resurrected no matter how they killed.

At that time, they all had only one life, and when they died, they had nothing left.

On the Tianluo Continent, there are thousands of sects of cultivating immortals, large and small. Qiongxiao Palace is one of these sects that is not well-known. , under the name of Feng, has existed for thousands of years. The sect acts in a low-key manner, so although its strength is above average, its reputation is not obvious.

In the Qiongxiao Palace, there once appeared a girl with extraordinary talent, which made the entire Qiongxiao Palace famous. At the Tianluo Continent's 500-year crossing ceremony, she amazed the audience and became a leader in cultivating immortals.

That girl is called Xizhi.

Xizhiyuan is the daughter of the lord of Tianjian City. Because of her natural beauty and water spirit physique, which is rare in a thousand years, she was taken by the elder Yaohua of Qiongxiao Palace and taken away to cultivate immortality.

After 800 years of cultivating immortals, Xizhi has already reached the realm of transforming gods, becoming the elder with the highest realm in the entire Qiongxiao Palace.

She is unparalleled in style, elegant and elegant, and is a well-known beauty in the entire Tianluo Xiuxian world. No one dares to recognize her as the second when she is second.Falling for her, there are countless male immortals who worship under her pomegranate skirt, and countless immortal cultivators who want to worship her. Unfortunately, Xizhi is also famously hard-hearted, icy-hearted, unmoved by emotions, Don't be attracted by the six desires, and never accept any apprentices.

Until, that child appeared.

Every year, there will be many mortals who yearn for immortality and call the wind and rain, and cast themselves under the sect of cultivating immortals through various means. This child is one of these mortals. He comes from a small village under Qiongxiao Peak, and he is not afraid of life and death. Climbing this peak is to join Qiongxiao Palace.However, these mortals with no background and no spiritual roots can only do some of the most menial work in the sect.

That child was the lowest servant in Qiongxiao Palace, and because he was born in poverty, he didn't even have a name.

He only has a nickname, Ergouzi.

"Who said I don't have an apprentice, now I have one." Xizhi's voice, as cold as Qiongxiao's cold spring, resounded in the Qiongxiao hall, but fell on Er Gouzi's ears like the sound of heaven.

"I accept you as my apprentice now, are you willing?" Her expression was indifferent, and her unparalleled face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, but in Er Gouzi's eyes, she had the brilliance of an exile.

Er Gouzi was just cleaning the Tsinghua Hall, but accidentally bumped into the head of Qiongxiao Palace and several other elders who wanted to assign disciples to Xi Zhi. Such a situation would happen every few years, Xi Zhi is the most powerful person in Qiongxiao Palace, but except for Elder Yaohua who has already passed away, she seems to have no emotion for everything in Qiongxiao Palace, as if she will leave at any time, so they always want to use some People and things keep her.

Xizhi was tired of this kind of lobbying, and happened to see Er Gouzi, so she casually accepted him as a disciple.

To her, it was just a use.

For Er Gouzi, this was a godsend opportunity, and the person who took him in was the most powerful person in Qiongxiao Palace.

"I am willing." Er Gouzi is not good at expressing, but he replied in a calm voice, but his dark face reflected a strange light.

At this moment, he is just a tiny speck of dust, looking up at the woman on the cloud.

No one would have thought that hundreds of years later, he would be with her, looking down upon the world, and even she would have to look up to him.

"What's your name?" Xi Zhi asked him as she sat cross-legged on the colorful lotus platform. There was no one else in the huge Cold Spring Hall except them. Compared with the halls of other elders, it looked extraordinarily cold and quiet.

"I don't have a name, my nickname is Ergouzi." He replied.

"Why did you come to my Qiongxiao Palace?" Xizhi didn't show the disgusted expression he imagined, and still had a plain and cold face.

Er Gouzi's face froze, as if he had an unspeakable addiction.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, just remember, you are now a member of my Qiongxiao Palace Hanquan Hall, don't make trouble for me." Xizhi saw through his hesitation at a glance, waved her hand, and stopped asking.

"No, Master, I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble if I say it. There are some things, it's better not to know than to know." Er Gouzi sighed, his eyes were full of heaviness that no longer matched his age.
"Say!" Xizhi stared at him.

A layer of hatred gradually appeared in Er Gouzi's eyes.

Behind him, there is a hatred of massacring the village.He used to grow up in a poor but happy small village under Qiongxiao Peak. The whole village was born by the mountain. Although it is not rich, it is also peaceful. He lives with his parents and sister, and lives comfortably. I don't know what treasure was hidden in the village, but it attracted the covetousness of the Xiuxian family. The whole village was slaughtered overnight, and his parents and sister all died in that catastrophe.

He forgot the time because he sneaked into the valley to have fun, and escaped a catastrophe, but when he returned, he could only face the corpses of the whole village.

As for the enemy, all he knew was that he was an immortal cultivator surnamed Jun.

However, there are so many immortal cultivators in the sky, and he is an ordinary person, even if he exhausts his whole life, he will not be able to avenge this revenge. The only way is to cultivate immortals.

From then on, he concealed his childish nature and set foot on the fairy road.

When he entered Qiongxiao Palace, he was only 11 years old, and seven years had passed in a blink of an eye, but he was still just a low-level preparatory disciple.

17 years old, for mortals, can already start a family and start a business, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, 17 years old is just an age that has not been weaned.

Because there is no spiritual root, Er Gouzi has always been just a handyman. He was called around by everyone in Qiongxiao Palace, but he didn't complain at all.

He secretly endured it, waiting for the opportunity that belonged to him.

After listening to his description, Xizhi pondered for a moment.

For a cultivator, the life of a mortal is like a mustard. There are many people in the magic sect who use human souls to practice magic weapons and practice immortality. Clean, there shouldn't be any compassion, but Tucun's methods are too vicious. Listening to the scene of his parents and sisters living happily, I can't help but think of relatives who have long been lost. Hundreds of years have passed between my fingers. His parents, siblings are probably already dead bones, and he was thinking about how it took a year for a ten-year-old child to finally climb Qiongxiao Peak, and he was born in this Qiongxiao Palace for seven years with all the eyes. .She knows the unspoken rules of the world of cultivating immortals best. Without spiritual roots, there is no strength. She will always be trampled under the feet of everyone and live like ants.

Unknowingly, she was moved with compassion.

"Yeah. I got it. Don't tell others about it. If you want revenge, strength is the only weapon you can use. Even if you enter my door, it's a good luck. I will do my best to help you. But you don't have any spiritual roots, so it's not easy for you to become an immortal, so I can only do my best." Xi Zhi said calmly with a calm expression.The immortal cultivator surnamed Jun, could it be that the big immortal cultivating family above Tianluo, the Jun family of Miaoyun Mountain, if it is as she expected, this revenge is really difficult to avenge.

Even though she thought so, she would not tell him the truth.

"Yes, Er Gouzi obeys Master's instruction in everything." Er Gouzi was delighted.

"Your name is not good, let me choose another one for you. The disciples of your generation are all heavy-character generation, so let's call it...Chongshang." Xi Zhi thought for a while before speaking.

heavy grief...

He stood at His Highness, looking up at this woman who was like a banished fairy. One day, he would have the qualification to stand by her side.

(End of this chapter)