The voice wasn't loud, but it had the power to shake people's hearts.
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang's expressions changed, and they stopped in their tracks.
The two of them even felt a kind of pressure, and their nerves tightened in an instant.
The three elders stood up abruptly and turned their heads.
It was a woman in her thirties, and she was dressed very simply.
There was nothing special about her appearance. It was very ordinary, but one could feel that she was not ordinary.
After seeing the woman, the Third Elder's sleepiness disappeared.
He held his hat and knelt down with a thud.
The First Elder and Second Elder stared at him and knelt down immediately.
The three elders were very respectful.
"Greetings, Ancestor."
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang were shocked when they heard the name.
Such a young woman was the ancestor of the Fu Family?
No, that wasn't the point. A powerful ancient doctor could keep her appearance forever.
The point was, the ancestor of the Fu Family was here?
Although the current head of the Ling Family was Ling Zhonglou, the previous heads of the Ling Family were still alive.
However, after a certain age, they would step down and retire.
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang were experts in Ling Zhonglou's generation, but they couldn't compare to ancient martial artists who had cultivated for hundreds of years.
In the ancient martial arts world, those true experts who didn't die usually stayed in seclusion.
It was hard to see the members of the family.
Not to mention the ancestor.
Every ancient medicine and ancient martial arts family only had one ancestor, who was the oldest living member of the family.
After the ancestor died, only the first in the next generation could be called the ancestor.
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang had never seen the current ancestor of the Ling Family, so they didn't know who she was.
They had only seen the portraits of the past heads of the Ling Family in the ancestral hall, and they would go there to burn incense.
According to Ling Dan and Ling Shuang's guess, if possible, the current ancestor of the Ling Family was the one who founded the Ling Family.
Ancient martial arts appeared in the late 16th century. The Ling Family's history wasn't that long, but it was more than three hundred years old.
Ancient medicine appeared later than ancient martial arts, in the late 18th century.
"We're not in ancient times anymore, so you don't have to be so polite." The woman coughed and raised her hand, signaling the three elders to get up. "I'm Fu Xi. Don't be afraid, I have something to ask you."
These words were directed at Ling Dan and Ling Shuang.
However, Ling Dan and Ling Shuang were still very nervous.
Who knew how many rounds this Fu Xi was older than them?
"I heard that your Young Master's inner strength has completely calmed down." Fu Xi nodded slightly. "I wonder who treated him?"
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang instantly became alert.
Jiang Ran's recovery could not be hidden.
Ling Zhonglou was the Patriarch of the Ling Family, but Jiang Huapin was an ordinary person. All the great families were staring at her, and Jiang Ran was also a thorn in the eyes of many people.
Ling Zhonglou had no choice but to send Jiang Ran to Hucheng to avoid the chaos in the Ancient Martial World.
The Ling Family and the Fu Family were not related by marriage. The alliance with the Ling Family was made by another ancient medical family.
However, even if they were allies, they wouldn't last forever.
Why did Fu Xi ask this?
"My apologies, senior." Ling Shuang and Ling Dan looked at each other and said at the same time, "Someone did save the young master, but we don't know who it is. According to the Patriarch's guess, it should be a hidden genius doctor."
What he said was true.
Ling Zhonglou did not know who had saved Jiang Ran.
However, to be able to completely cure Jiang Ran's illness, he was definitely not an ordinary doctor.
Fu Xi was silent for a moment, "So it's like that."
She did not make a sound, and the others did not dare to move.
"This is a medicine I refined." After a long period of silence, Fu Xi took out a box, "It can extend one's lifespan by eighty years, and it can also preserve one's youth."
Ling Dan and Ling Shuang could not help but be shocked.
The three elders were also very surprised.
Even if it was Fu Xi, it would still take a lot of effort for such a medicine.
Most of the ancient doctors did not have long lifespans, because they were using their lives to refine medicine.
This kind of life-prolonging medicine had very harsh conditions, and it would reduce one's lifespan.
Therefore, until now, the ancient martial arts world had only developed this kind of Beauty Nourishing Pill that could only increase a woman's lifespan.
Moreover, he had to be able to withstand the impact of the medicinal power.
This required a powerful ancient martial artist to protect him and help him clear his acupoints.
Most importantly, just like how alchemy modified the body and slowed down the aging of the cells, there was also an age limit.
There was no way to pass the age of fifty.
"Take it." Fu Xi smiled, "Treat it as a greeting gift."
Meeting gift?
The second elder pulled out his beard and hissed.
But it was also their first time seeing it.
Why not?
What kind of differential treatment was this?
They were the Fu family's!
The second elder looked at the box, and his eyes shone with green light.
If he could get it and study it, his medical skills would definitely improve!
Ling Shuang and Ling Dan took it with trepidation, and went back in a daze.
If other ancient martial arts families knew that Ling Zhonglou had gotten the medicine personally refined by the Fu family's ancestor, how many people would be jealous?
"Ancestor, you …" The first elder was about to speak, but Fu Xi had already left.
The third elder heaved a long sigh, tilted his head, and fell asleep again.
**
Fu Xi returned to her own place.
Her place had always been simple, and there was only a bed, a table, and a cabinet in her bedroom.
Beside the bedroom was the secret room for refining medicine.
Fu Xi walked in and sat cross-legged in front of her medicine furnace.
Her eyes were blurred, and she sighed softly, asking a question that even she did not have an answer to, "Is it you, Master?"
Ancient martial artists would have internal energy riots from time to time, and this was because of their postnatal cultivation.
However, Jiang Ran was born with it, and there was basically no possibility of treatment.
However, this did not include the ancestors of the ancient medical families. It was just that they would not do anything.
Fu Xi knew that the other ancient medical families were of the same generation as her. Some of them were dead, and some of them were in seclusion. They would definitely not have anything to do with Jiang Ran.
After eliminating the other options, the remaining answer, no matter how impossible it was, was true.
As for the alchemists and poison masters in Continent O?
They did not understand ancient martial arts.
The only person who could completely heal Jiang Ran was her master.
However, Fu Xi did not get anything out of him.
However, even if she did, her master would come and go without a trace, and she would not be able to see him even if she wanted to.
Fu Xi sighed, picked up a few herbs, and threw them into the medicine furnace. She closed her eyes and quietly refined the medicine.
She did not know if she would be able to see her master in her lifetime.
She did not have much time left to live.
**
December 28th.
The group went to the airport together.
From the beginning to the end, Nie Chao stayed away from Ling Mianxi and was at the tail of the group.
Fortunately, Nie Chao was accompanied by a single dog like Jiang Ran. His heart was more or less comforted.
This was an A380 passenger plane, and there were 12 seats in the first-class cabin.
After Fu Yunshen went up, he opened the bag containing the eye mask and handed it to Ying Zijin.
Then, he adjusted the seat so that she could rest comfortably.
After Ying Zijin closed her eyes, Fu Yunshen took out a blanket and covered her.
Nie Chao sat on the other side of the aisle, and he only wanted to poke his own eyes out.
He really could not bear to watch anymore.
Some men had been single for a long time. Why did they become like this once they had a girl they liked?
How could they let a single dog live?
Ling Mianxi was so envious that she was bubbling.
She had never experienced such a life.
When she and Nie Yi met, it was always to learn from each other. At most, they would have a meal together, and nothing else.
There would be no harm if there was no comparison.
Ling Mianxi hooked her finger at Nie Chao.
Nie Chao's heart trembled. He was scared to death, but he still stood up and leaned over. "Big, big …"
As a man, he really could not say that to a little girl.
"Second Brother, don't worry." Ling Mianxi patted his shoulder hard and looked serious. "I'll take care of you in the future."
Nie Chao's face was bitter.
He was afraid that there would be a mixed doubles fight.
At this moment, the stewardess lifted the curtain and another person boarded the plane.
It was Meng Ru.
Meng Ru did not plan to leave with Ying Yuexuan. There were a lot of things to do in the Yuan Family, and she also wanted to return to the Yuan Family before the end of the year.
After she was done with her work, this was the closest flight.
Meng Ru's seat was in the last row. She did not look at the other people in the first-class cabin. She fastened her seatbelt and prepared to rest.
Beside her, the special assistant who came with her exclaimed, "Madam, isn't that Young Master Nie Chao?"
It was not a secret in the capital that Old Master Nie had selected Nie Chao as his successor.
As one of the families that had always wanted to build a relationship with the Nie Family, the Yuan Family naturally paid more attention to it.
These families had even obtained Nie Chao's birth characters. They were thinking of finding a feng shui master to see if any of their daughters were good enough for him.
However, they had never met him, including the Yuan Family.
Meng Ru raised her head. "What?"
----- Digression —
In the future, if there were to be a fight between their children, they would lose if they were serious.
The second disciple had appeared, but there was still one more to go.
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