255 Two Field Doctors Part Three

"Using the Sacred Light technique to stop the bleeding and mend the flesh,then using the Stainless Dust to pacify the spirit, is that enough? These twopeople still have clumps of true essence clogging their meridians. If theyaren't cleared up, then after these two wake up, their cultivation mightdecrease by thirty percent. Some people think that if you just learn somemethods, you could go treat illnesses and save lives, but that's trulyinappropriate." Chen Changsheng moved the needles like the wind while he muttered to himself. Zhexiu looked at him from up high and said, "You could replace the words ‘somepeople’ for her." After Chen Changsheng completed his task, he stood up and explained veryseriously, "I'm not comparing myself to her at anything." Zhexiu seriously replied, "I don't believe you." Chen Changsheng felt that his face was somewhat hot, so he said nothing more.He prepared to wake up those two cultivators so that he could direct them tothe riverbank where they could meet up with others. Just as he was about to do this, he saw something that had been drawn on theground besides the fire. After careful examination, he realized it was a map,along with a simple set of words. The words were written rather well. He silently commented to himself. "She wants them to go to the Mountainside Whispering Woods. It seems thatthere are a lot of people gathered there." Zhexiu asked, "Do we need to go there?" Chen Changsheng didn't even need to consider an answer  before directlysaying, "No." Zhexiu asked, "Why?" I……still have things I need to do……there are still lots of people……waiting forme to treat them……fine." Chen Changsheng stood up and was quiet for a long time. He finally, somewhatembarrassingly, said "I'm still not ready." The white ceremonial robes were especially eye-catching in the night. If itwere spotted on an everyday street, it might have even frightened people.However, in the eyes of cultivators, these white robes were associated with thespecial message-delivering fireworks of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Greenand Holy Maiden Peak. They represented the hope to live and the end ofsuffering. Over the course of her journey, there had already been two instances where theyoung lady's arrival had been greeted with cries of joy, accompanied with hottears. So when she saw how calm the cultivator sitting next to the fire on thegrass slope was, she was momentarily out of sorts. After a moment, sheunderstood why the cultivator was so calm. It was because the cultivator was inthe midst of meditating. As she drew close, she realized that the cultivator's wounds had already beenbound up. From the angle and wrapping of the wounds, this was not self-appliedtreatment. She was planning to take her leave when she suddenly thought ofsomething and squatted back down. She unwrapped the bandages and examined thewound. This cultivator's wounds were probably inflicted by a magical artifact fromthe Temple Seminary. All around the wound, she could still see the so-calledstardust that was always left behind by the Temple Seminary's magicalartifacts. However,the stardust within the wound had been cleaned out by thesame person that had treated the cultivator, and the wound itself had been sewntogether by some sort of thread. The young lady could not help but think that the person who had treated thiscultivator was incredibly bold. All the Daoist Canon and medical classicscontained information on these sorts of methods, but it had been a long timesince anyone had actually put them into practice. There was most likely no problem with the external wounds, but what she wasreally worried about was the meridians. Injuries inflicted by magical artifactsand injuries inflicted by swords were two completely different things. Thesword injured the body while the artifact injured the essence. The magicalartifacts of a cultivator were not as extravagantly flashy as swords. Theykilled by damaging the internal organs, especially the meridians. After this cultivator's external injuries had been healed, he had been inconstant meditation. Perhaps by now, even his sea of consciousness would haveproblems. Her finger rested upon the cultivator's vein as she slowly inserted a drop ofextremely pure true essence. The sensation of the true essence entering the cultivator caused him to wakeup from his meditation. Seeing this young lady so close to his face, he was soshocked that he subconsciously prepared to attack. The cruel rules of the Garden of Zhou that had been set down by the Saintswere truly made to sharpen the will of the human cultivators, thus improvingtheir battle prowess. That young lady cared not for those things and said, "Don't move, don't speak,close your eyes." That cultivator did not know her, or at the very least, he did not know thecurrent her. Yet, when he heard the voice that was akin to a clear spring, hefelt that it was a voice that he could absolutely trust. He subconsciouslyrelaxed and closed his eyes once more. After a while, the young lady stood up. She did not continue to stay and strode off into the night. The light of the fire caused her shadow to stretch out. That cultivator woke up once more. He looked at her back, and his expressionsomewhat perplexed. Previously in that graceful glance, he had seen a delicate yet very normal andvery forgettable appearance. However, why was it that when he looked at her back, he felt that she was sobeautiful that it shook him to his core? The young lady's expression at this moment was rather perplexed. That cultivator’s meridians were extremely free-flowing. The shocks andblockages that had been left behind by the Temple Seminary's magical artifacthad all been resolved by that person. Amongst the several hundred cultivators that had entered the Garden of Zhou,which one was best in the medical arts? Who was the most well-versed in these methods? Who amongst Ethereal Openingcultivators would know enough about the meridians that they could perform suchminute repairs? Unlike Chen Changsheng, she immediately knew who it was. So he still has some uses. She silently commented to herself. Hearing the sound of water, she had arrived at the river. Seeing the bonfire,she realized that she recognized two of the people there. The two girls were also very surprised after seeing her. Ye Xiaolian's eyes were filled with reverence while Senior Tong gave a smileof relief. Everything could be changed about the self aside from the eyes. Moreover, shehad not purposely changed anything about herself this time, so her fellowdisciples were able to recognize her. She shook her head, to which Ye Xiaolian and Senior Tong understood and saidnothing. She walked over to side of the master from the Clear Void Monastery and openedhis bandages. As she glanced over the wound, her eyebrows slowly rose up. "He treated him?" She asked Senior Tong. Senior Tong had cultivated together with her in the South Stream Temple, soshe naturally knew about the situation with Chen Changsheng. However, she didnot understand the meaning of her words momentarily. "Originally, I thought he still had some use, but who knew that he would treathim in such a haphazard fashion? He only treated the outside of the wound, butit's still bleeding inside. Does he not care about it?" For some reason, the young lady was getting increasingly angry. The master from the Clear Void Monastery was currently extremely weak, so hesimply had no idea what was going on. His disciple was even more confused, butfrom the attitude of the two disciples from Holy Maiden Peak, he knew that theperson who had arrived was someone he could not afford to offend. The young lady stretched out her right hand over the master's stomach. Then, apure and sacred light fell from her palm. The Clear Void Monastery could be even more remote, but it was stillassociated with the Orthodoxy, so how could that master not recognize theSacred Light technique? Believing this young lady to be an extraordinary and powerful figure of theOrthodoxy, the master was moved and hurriedly attempted to rise and pay hisrespects. The young lady slightly frowned, then directly knocked him out. The Clear Void Monastery disciple stood hesitantly at the side, not evendaring to speak much, much less act out. After learning art of healing from Daoist Ji, did he suddenly think he couldcure everyone under heaven? Did he think that cultivators were the same asordinary people? That a sword wound was the same as the common cold? The young lady was slightly annoyed as she thought of these things. Turning toSenior Tong, she asked, "When is he coming back?" Senior Tong estimated the time and realized that it was not long before thetime Chen Changsheng had mentioned. She replied, "It should be soon." The young lady stared blankly at her, then turned around and walked off intothe night. Senior Tong asked, "You won't wait for him?" The young lady did not answer. She quietly moved on, causing several birds tocry out in the night.