Chapter 195

Wang Muran picked up the body of the fishing old man and put it on the Buck's back. He drove the buck to catch up with Qin Mu and Yan Kang Guoshi and others, and shouted, "Guoshi, I will avenge my master!"

Master Yankang turned back and said seriously, "your master's skill is not bad. After you learn it, teach your skills to your disciples before you seek revenge on me. Don't let his skills become unparalleled."

Wang Muran drank, and the Bucks grew clouds under their feet, ran into the air, and gradually disappeared.

"Someone invited the good man of xiaoyujing to test the water. It's really a pity to die."

Master Yankang withdrew his eyes, Qin Mu said to them, "xiaoyujing is a mysterious place, independent of the world, and its origin is extremely ancient. I have only heard the rumors about xiaoyujing, and I am the master of xiaoyujing for the first time. It is indeed a bit of means, but it has fallen behind the times. They don't often come out and walk around, don't see the development of the skills of other sects, and make cars behind closed doors, which is easy to fall behind. Remember, you can't become an expert by closing doors."

Qin Mu and others nodded yes, and their hearts were awe inspiring.

The old fisherman was invited to test the water?

Do you want to borrow the old man's life to try how deep the pool of Yankang national master is?

"This fight has already begun." Qin Mu's eyes flashed and his heart felt.

Leave the city.

The army of Yankang had attacked here, and the battle was over when they came here.

The battle should not be too fierce. Qin Mu looked around and saw that the wall here was still complete. Yankang's army directly pushed over and met the rebels outside the city, directly annihilating the other side.

"There are special array yuan hall and military aircraft building in Taiyuan University, which are all places to teach array and art of war. The sects in the Jianghu compete with the Yankang army, and the end is obvious." He said in his heart.

Leaving the city was not destroyed by the war, and the people here were still in good health. Qin Mu came to the medicine shop to fill the medicine, and every medicine garden in the city caught several kinds of medicine.

More than a dozen medicine beds came down, and it was half a day. At night, Qin Mu and others moved into the Licheng County Yamen. The county magistrate who left the city was captured and had been escorted to the court.

After a while, the fragrance of medicine came out of the county yamen. About half an hour later, a servant girl came out with a basin and poured a basin of medicine residue on the flagstone road.

After another half hour, the servant girl took out another pot of medicine residue and poured it on the road for people to trample on.

So repeatedly, seven pots of medicine dregs were poured overnight.

After dawn, Qin Mu and others rested for another half day before continuing to walk south.

At the Licheng medicine shop, a middle-aged Confucian scholar dressed in green clothes with a white lining stood behind the counter and turned over a dozen prescriptions. These prescriptions recorded exactly the medicinal materials Qin Mu caught in a dozen medicine shops.

"No, no, some herbs are useless at all. Some herbs are not healing drugs at all. This boy is very smart..."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked up and said with a smile, "it's worthy of being a little miracle doctor who is well-known in the capital. I don't want to see how serious the national master's injury is from your medicine. It's really cunning. But it's also underestimated my immortal Daoquan."

"Immortal, the dregs of medicine are here!"

Outside, several young pharmacists came in, each holding a medicine basin, which was full of medicine residue.

Immortal Daoquan checked one by one and sneered. After a moment, he calculated, "this little miracle doctor is really smart and deliberately mixed some other drug residues, so that I can't see what step he has taken to treat the national master. But you are still too young to play with this caution in front of me. Disciples, fill the medicine!"

He announced the names of the medicines one by one, and several young pharmacists immediately took all kinds of miraculous medicines. Immortal Daoquan pondered for a moment, classified the herbs, and changed them several times. After feeling that there was no mistake, he ordered his disciples to open the stove and refine the medicine.

A few hours later, immortal Daoquan looked at his refined traditional Chinese medicine. The first medicine was medicine soup, which was extremely strong, the second medicine was ointment, which was used for external application to dispel poison, and the third medicine was a small finger tip sized elixir, which was silver white and seemed to be covered with thorns. If you touch your finger a little, you will be stabbed by the golden gas from the elixir.

The fourth medicine is the Milky air flow in the sedimentation furnace. The Fifth medicine is a small cup of dark red liquid, which evaporates quickly. The sixth medicine and the seventh medicine are elixirs, but their properties are different.

After checking the seven drugs, immortal Daoquan's face changed slightly, and he said, "this little miracle doctor is great, really great. According to his treatment method, the short time is 20 days, the long time is half a year, and the national master Yankang will recover no matter what injury he has!"

With seven kinds of medicine, he jumped into the air under his feet and turned into a streamer.

This streamer flew to southern Xinjiang for half a day, walked twoorthree miles, and landed in Dali City, southern Xinjiang.

Dali city is the largest city in southern Xinjiang. At that time, it was also a country that worshiped Buddhism. There were 3600 temples and temples in the country. It was known as the small western sky in the south, and was later annexed by Yankang.

Immortal Daoquan fell in front of the most magnificent Luoguang temple in the city, and quickly walked into the temple, where more than a dozen religious leaders rose one after another.

"Immortal Daoquan is here!"

The first person wearing a bronze mask welcomed him and said with a smile, "immortal Daoquan must have brought good news this time!"

"Not bad."

Immortal Daoquan took out the seven kinds of medicine and laid them out in one word, saying, "this time, the national master of Yankang fought with Zhen Sanren of xiaoyujing. Although he killed Zhen Sanren, he must also be injured. He had a little miracle doctor beside him on this trip. Therefore, the Taoist thought that the medicine used by the little miracle doctor to treat him would inevitably reveal the injury condition of the national master of Yankang. These seven kinds of medicine are the medicine refined by the little miracle doctor for him last night. Please see."

Ma Lianshan, the Minister of Daxing platform, was surprised and said, "immortal Daoquan has always been unconvinced by heaven. He believes that Lao Tzu is the first in medicine in the world, and the little poison king is not as good as his horse. Why do you call a hairy boy a miracle doctor today?"

Immortal Daoquan said solemnly, "in the past, I thought highly of myself because other people couldn't compare with me in pharmacology, but I just knew some quack doctors of Dan Fang. Even the little poison king just inherited the skill of the jade face poison king, and he didn't make much achievements, but you. Moreover, I despised him, and even the master could sell him, which made me despise. But this little miracle doctor really deserves the name of a miracle doctor."

He pointed to the first medicine and said, "this is the medicine soup made by the little miracle doctor with dozens of herbs, of which only highly toxic substances account for half. This medicine soup can stimulate the soul activity and treat the injury on the soul. Is the soul of the national master Yankang injured?"

An old man panted and said, "he was indeed injured. I hurt his soul with the pure sun thirty-six sky Gang Xing Sha, but he also hurt me."

Immortal Daoquan said, "this soup medicine is to treat his soul injury, which is very symptomatic. The second medicine is ointment. Is there any trauma on the master Yankang, and is it toxic?"

Another old woman grinned and said, "the real person can see it very accurately. My skill contains fire poison. When I attacked the national master of Yankang that day, I hit him successfully and printed it on his back heart."

"The ointment of the little miracle doctor can remove the fire poison."

Immortal Daoquan pointed to the third medicine and said, "this elixir contains gold gas and is extremely sharp. It should be that the master of Yankang was poisoned by poison or wood poison. Who injured the master of Yankang that day and used wood poison or wood poison?"

Another old man laughed and said, "when the three of us ambushed the national division of Yankang, I used poison."

"That's it."

Immortal Daoquan continued, "the fourth medicine is steaming. The master of Yankang was injured in his seven gods, and the medicine was difficult to enter. So the little miracle doctor turned the medicine into air flow, and put the master of Yankang on the cage and steamed."

All the leaders in Luoguang Temple laughed, "why didn't you steam this guy?"

"In addition, there are still some hidden diseases that have not gone away, so the little miracle doctor used acupuncture again. The needle is hollow, and the Fifth medicine is hidden in the needle. The medicine evaporates quickly, and it will penetrate into his hair when it enters his body."

Immortal Daoquan pointed to the sixth medicine and said, "this medicine is solid again, which consolidates the effect of this treatment. And the seventh medicine is a tonic, which is used to nourish the body of Yan Kang national master. After this trial, it is certain that Yan Kang national master is indeed unhealed."

He said with a sigh of admiration, "but give this little miracle doctor a month, Yan Kang will be recuperated to the peak state by him, the injury will heal, and there will be no hidden disease left!"

The leader of the departing palace frowned slightly and whispered, "everyone, the injury of the national division of Yankang seems to be heavier than we expected."

The man wearing a bronze mask laughed and said, "this is because he met Zhen Sanren of xiaoyujing. I knew Zhen Sanren very well in my early years, but later he went to xiaoyujing, and it became less and less. Zhen Sanren is also the peak of Shenqiao realm, and is not far away from the national master of Yankang."

Immortal Daoquan said, "Zhen Sanren of xiaoyujing is dead. Yan Kang killed him. When I left the city, I felt the fluctuation of the confrontation between the strong from the mountains."

The leader of the departing palace looked at the man with the bronze mask, and seemed to want to see whose face was under the mask: "Your Excellency took advantage of your early friendship to let Zhen Sanren go out of the mountain to die. It was too deep in your heart. Since you met your excellency, you have always worn a mask and dare not show your true face. You betrayed your friend and hid your head and tail, which worried me very much. If you sold it, I'm afraid I don't even know who sold it."

"Master Qiu, you can rest assured that he is absolutely fine."

Qiu Dieyi, the leader of the palace of separation, followed the sound and saw that what was talking was one of the three wonders of Sanqi castle. Che Zhengli, the master of the castle, was the father of the concubine Che in the capital.

After his rebellion, concubine Che was also implicated by him, and now she doesn't know whether to live or die in the cold palace.

The leader of the departing palace calmly said, "if you say it's OK, is it really OK? Don't forget, Lord chebao, you are also a relative of the emperor."

Che Zhengli's face changed slightly and he was about to speak. Suddenly, an old woman smiled and said, "palace master, there is no problem with this person's identity."

The old woman who spoke was one of the three strong men of the old era who ambushed the national division of Yankang. She said it was no problem, and the departed palace master had to suppress it.

"Since Yan Kang's serious injury has not healed, should we give him time to recuperate?"

The bronze masked man looked around for a week and said, "he ordered he Xiaopeng to run and gave us two ways. Now it's time to make a decision. Which way do we go?"

————Zhaizhu overestimated his body. He was dizzy this afternoon. He fell asleep, woke up and fell asleep again. He couldn't come to the third watch today. Sorry. It's mid month. I'm sick and ask for a monthly ticket~