C610 Competition

This lama was none other than Kuiguang. He had changed into a monk's attire in the south and returned to Shengjing. He then put on a big red robe and returned to his lama appearance. Since he failed to ambush him, he decisively turned to Fu Lin. He did not know what kind of deal the two had made, but he did seem to have changed his loyalty. Later on, when he saw the old master, Ye Bushu, die in front of him, he didn't show any signs of being moved. However, in order not to anger Hogg, Kuiguang didn't express his loyalty to Fu Lin in front of others.

Now, when he returned to Shengjing, a huge pie fell from the sky and fell into his mouth. Fu Lin was about to ascend to the throne of Qing, which made Kuiguang overjoyed. What a lucky man! It could be said that he had no intention of joining the Liu family. However, he had just joined the sect, and his position was unstable. He urgently needed a chance to make a meritorious service. At this time, Kuiguang had long discarded all the grudges from before. He was only thinking about how he could cure the injuries of Zhang Jingxuan, who was highly regarded by Fu Lin, and make a great contribution to the sect. Zhang Jingxuan had saved Fu Lin before, and he was able to distinguish between kindness and hatred. He was also very particular about it.

Under such circumstances, Kui Guang and Si Shuiliu had a tacit understanding. Although they did not declare war, it could be considered a competition. And the target of the competition was Zhang Jingxuan, who did not know whether to laugh or cry after hearing about this matter.

His injuries really affected the hearts of many people! Unfortunately, most of these people weren't concerned about him. They were merely doing it for other purposes. It was funny and sad. Because of this, Zhang Jingxuan missed his brothers and friends even more.

In fact, with Zhang Jingxuan's current ability in the field of medicinal pills, as well as the medical book and poison book that Lei Zhenlei had left for him, he was much stronger than these so-called Imperial Physicians. Even he himself could not solve this problem. He only had the power and authority to treat the prescription that the Imperial Physicians had given him. No matter how difficult it was to drink, he would grit his teeth and pour it into his stomach.

Next, it would depend on Lama Kuiguang and Si Shuiliu's "divine arts." Originally, Zhang Jingxuan was not interested in this kind of nonsense, but now, it was hard to say whether he had some small expectations in his heart.

Those two were probably even more nervous and anxious than Zhang Jingxuan. He heard Muyan Wenying and Murong Lingyun say. Lama Kuiguang and Si Shuiliu had already reached the point where they could not stop day and night. They both wanted to make their own divine medicine before the other party. If they could make the divine medicine before the other party and cure Zhang Jingxuan, then everything that the other party did would be useless.

In the end, it seemed like the strong dragon could not suppress the local snake. Si Shuiliu's divine medicine was completed first.

Coincidentally, this was the auspicious day of Shaman Cult. Si Shuiliu dismissed all the servants. Even Muyan Wenying and Murong Lingyun did not agree to stay. In the end, it was Consort Zhuang or Fu Lin who gave the order. Only then did she reluctantly agree to let the two of them stay. However, she reminded them repeatedly that they could only watch from afar and could not interfere no matter what. Otherwise, not only would they get into trouble, they might even endanger Zhang Jingxuan's life. Of course, there was another important thing, which was to keep it a secret. Because this was a secret technique of Shaman Cult that wouldn't be taught to anyone.

When the two girls heard her, they were shocked and mysterious. On the one hand, they were a little scared, but most of them were still excited.

Eating the divine medicine of the Shaman Cult wasn't the first time they ate it. It required a sacred ceremony, and it required a shaman to cast a spell. At noon, in the courtyard where Zhang Jingxuan was. Si Shuiliu lit up a fire. The fire jumped, but under the strong sunlight, it seemed to be there, but sometimes it was as if it could not be found. Si Shuiliu, who was dressed in black, stood in front of the flame. It was so close that it seemed as if the flame would burn her black clothes at any time. However, she seemed to be unaware of it. She just stood there with her eyes closed. She muttered something.

Zhang Jingxuan wore a light fur coat and barely managed to sit on a wide chair. The two girls who were watching the fun were waiting behind him. The entire courtyard was immersed in silence. Apart from the occasional crackling sound of the flames, even Si Shuiliu's muttering could not be heard.

Muyan Wenying and Murong Lingyun were initially full of interest as they watched all of this but half an hour had already passed. Everything was still the same and the two of them were clearly tired. Muyan Wenying even secretly covered her mouth and yawned.

The change followed the yawn and floated over. It was as if this disrespectful behavior had offended a certain god. The flame seemed to have suddenly become furious. It jumped up violently, the height that was originally only to his waist. Now, it suddenly rose up and almost reached the height of two people. Moreover, the area was also enlarged by two or three times, covering Si Shuiliu's entire body.

Muyan Wenying could not help but exclaim half a time because Murong Lingyun had covered her mouth in time.

The raging flames came and went even faster. Very quickly, Si Shuiliu's figure reappeared from the flames.

The two girls had received the solemn instructions previously, so they suppressed the urge to rush forward.

Sure enough, Si Shuiliu, who was wearing a black robe, did not seem to have changed at all. Even her hair was not messy. Her skin was as white as snow and the raging flames did not leave any marks on it.

Muyan Wenying secretly let out a long breath but she was also a little disappointed in her heart. She thought that there would be some changes but why did it look like it was still the same? This strange ceremony, how long would it take before it could be counted?

Murong Lingyun, who was attentive, noticed that Zhang Jingxuan, who had been lazily looking at her, could not raise his strength. At this moment, his eyes were wide open as he stared at the flame. Even his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. She followed his gaze but could not see anything within the flames. And behind the jumping flame was the lower half of Si Shuiliu's body that was hidden. Could it be that Zhang Jingxuan's gaze could penetrate the flickering flame? What could not be seen by others?

At this moment, Si Shuiliu opened her eyes and stretched out her left hand. She went straight into the flame and stopped for a moment. It was as if her left hand was about to be ignited. Muyan Wenying and Murong Lingyun slightly opened their mouths to look, although they did not know what she was doing. But they were not very worried. It was purely to show that a girl was carrying a cute little surprise.

But very quickly, their mouths opened even wider uncontrollably.

Si Shuiliu's snow white hands pressed against the dancing flames. The flame seemed to whimper and sigh. It disappeared into thin air, as if it was taken away by the power of another world. It was as if the entire flame was sucked into Si Shuiliu's hand.

This was not the reason why the two girls were surprised. When the flame disappeared, the two of them could finally see what was hidden behind the flame.