Wang Muran picked up the body of the old fisherman and placed it on the back of the stag. He drove the stag and quickly caught up with Qin Mu, Yankang National Master and others, and whispered: "National Master, I will avenge my master!"

Master Yankang turned around and said very seriously: "Your master's skills are not bad. After you learn it, teach your skills to your disciples before seeking revenge on me. Don't let his skills be eliminated."

Wang Muran shouted, and clouds grew on the bottom of the tart's feet, running into the air, gradually disappearing.

"Someone asked Xiao Yujing's good-looking guy to come and try the waters. It's really a shame to die."

Master Yankang retracted his gaze and said to Qin Mu and the others: "Xiaoyujing is a mysterious place, with no conflict with the world, and its origin is extremely ancient. I have only heard rumors about Xiaoyujing, and it is the first time I have seen Xiaoyujing masters. I have indeed had some methods, but they have fallen behind the times. They do not come out and walk around often, do not see the martial arts exhibitions of other sects, and work behind closed doors, and it is easy to fall behind. Remember, you can't become masters when you go into seclusion."

Qin Mu and others nodded and said yes, feeling a little awesome.

This old fisherman was invited by someone else to try the waters?

Could it be that I want to borrow the old man’s life to try how deep the water in the National Master Yankang is?

"This battle has begun." Qin Mu's eyes flashed and he thought to himself.

Leaving the city.

The army of Yankang Kingdom had already 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 city wall here was quite complete. Yankang's army pushed him over and encountered the rebels outside the city, and directly annihilated the opponent.

"There are special Array Yuan Hall and Military Tower in Tai Academy, which are all places where formation and military tactics are taught. The sects in the world compete head-on with the Yankang army, and the outcome is obvious." He said in his heart.

Licheng was not destroyed by war, and the people here were still healthy. Qin Mu came to the medicine shop to grab medicine, and every medicine garden in the city caught several medicines.

After more than a dozen medicine gardens came down, it was already half a day. At night, Qin Mu and others moved into Licheng County Government. The county magistrate of Licheng was captured and had been escorted to the court.

Not long after, the fragrance of medicine came from the county government. After about half an hour, a maid walked out with a basin and poured a pot of medicine residue on the stone road.

Half an hour later, the maid brought out another pot of medicine residue and poured it on the road for people to trample it.

After repeated incidents, seven pots of medicinal residues were poured overnight.

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

At Licheng Pharmacy Store, a middle-aged scholar wearing a blue robe with a white lining stood behind the counter, flipping through more than a dozen prescriptions. These prescriptions recorded the medicinal materials Qin Mu captured in more than a dozen pharmacies.

"No, no, some medicinal materials are useless at all, and some medicinal materials are not healing medicines at all. This kid is very smart..."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked up and smiled, "I am worthy of being a little genius doctor who is well-known in the capital. I don't want me to see from your medicine how serious the national teacher's injury is. I am really cunning. But I am also underestimating my true man Daoquan."

"Real person, the medicine has arrived!"

Several young pharmacists walked in outside, each holding a medicine bowl, and the medicine residue inside was filled with medicine residue.

Daoquan Zhenren checked one by one, sneered, and after a moment, he thought, "This little magic doctor is indeed smart. He deliberately mixed some other medicine residues, so that I can't see how far he has treated the national teacher. But you are still too young to play with this little trick in front of me. Disciples, grab the medicine!"

He issued the names of medicines, and several young pharmacists immediately took a variety of spiritual medicines. Daoquan Zhenren pondered for a moment, classified the medicinal materials, and changed them several times. After feeling that there was nothing wrong, he ordered his disciples to open the furnace to refine medicine.

A few hours later, Daoquan Zhenren looked at the medicine he had refined. The first medicine was a medicine soup, which was extremely strong in nature. The second medicine was ointment, which was used for external application to remove poison. The third medicine was a spiritual pill the size of a little finger. It seemed to be covered with thorns. If you touch your finger a little, you would be stabbed by the golden energy coming from the spiritual pill.

The fourth medicine is the milky white air flow in the precipitation furnace, and the fifth medicine is a small cup of dark red liquid with a very fast vaporization. The sixth medicine and the seventh medicine are spiritual pills, but the medicinal properties are different.

After the examination of seven medicines, Daoquan Zhenren changed his face slightly and praised: "This little magic doctor is amazing, it is really amazing. According to his treatment method, it can be as short as twenty days and six months long. National Master Yankang will heal no matter what injuries he has!"

With seven medicines, he jumped into the air and turned into a stream of light.

This stream of light flew towards southern Xinjiang for half a day, walked two or three thousand miles, and landed in Dali City, southern Xinjiang.

Dali City is the largest city in southern Xinjiang. It was also a country back then, advocating Buddhism. There are 3,600 large and small temples in the country. It is known as the Little Western Paradise in the South. It was later annexed by Yankang.

Master Daoquan landed in front of the most glorious Luoguang Temple in the city, and walked quickly into the temple. More than a dozen master-level existences in the temple stood up one after another.

"True Master Daoquan has arrived!"

Welcoming a man wearing a bronze mask, he smiled and said, "Daoquan Zhenren must have brought good news this time!"

"good."

Master Daoquan took out the seven kinds of medicines, and said, "This time, Master Yankang and Zhen Sanren from Xiaoyujing were in duel. Although he killed Zhen Sanren, he must have been injured. He had a little magic doctor beside him during this trip. Therefore, the Taoist thought that the medicine he used for him would inevitably reveal the injury status of Master Yankang. These seven kinds of medicines were the medicines that the doctor refined for him last night. Please see."

Ma Lianshan, the Minister of the Daxingtai, said in surprise: "True Man Daoquan has always been dissatisfied with heaven and earth. He believes that I am the best in the world, and the little poison king is not as good as the one. Why do you call a young boy a miracle doctor today?"

Daoquan Zhenren said solemnly: "I used to be extremely high-profile because others were not as good as me in pharmacology. I just knew some quack doctors. Even the little poison king had inherited the skills of the Jade-faced poison king. He had not made much achievements, but I just despise him. Moreover, I despise him as a human being, and even my master could betray me, which made me disgusted. But this little magic doctor indeed deserves the name of a magic doctor."

He pointed to the first medicine and said, "This is a medicine soup made by the little genius doctor with dozens of medicinal materials, of which half of the poisonous substances alone are occupied. This medicine soup can stimulate the activity of the soul and treat the injuries on the soul. Is the soul of the Yankang Master injured?"

An old man panted and said, "He was indeed injured. I injured his soul with the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Star Evil of Chunyang, but he also injured me."

Daoquan Zhenren said: "This soup is used to treat his soul wounds, which is very symptom. The second medicine is ointment. Is there any external trauma on Master Yankang's body, and it also carries fire poison?"

Another old woman grinned and said, "The real person is very accurate. My martial arts contain fire poison. When I attacked Master Yankang that day, I succeeded and imprinted it on his back."

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

Master Daoquan pointed to the third medicine and said, "This spiritual pill contains gold energy, which is extremely sharp. It should be that Master Yankang was infected with the Gu poison or Wood poison. Who injured Master Yankang that day and used Wood poison or Gu poison?"

Another old man laughed and said, "When the three of us ambushed Yankang National Master, I used the poison."

“That’s it.”

Master Daoquan continued: "The fourth medicinal method is steaming. Master Yankang was injured in his seven great gods, and the medicinal properties were difficult to enter. So this little genius doctor turned the medicinal power into airflow and put Master Yankang on a cage and steamed it."

All the leaders in Luoguang Temple laughed: "Why didn't this guy steam it?"

"In addition, there are some hidden diseases that have not yet been removed, so this little genius doctor used acupuncture again. The needle was hollow and the fifth medicine was hidden in the needle. This medicine was steamed very quickly and it would penetrate into his skin when it entered his body."

Daoquan Zhenren pointed to the sixth medicine and said: "This medicine is used as a solid body, consolidating the effect of this treatment. The seventh medicine is a tonic for nourishing the body of Master Yankang. After this test, it is already confirmed that Master Yankang's injuries have not healed."

He exclaimed and said, "But give this little miracle doctor a month, and Master Yankang will be treated to the peak state by him. His injuries will be healed, and his hidden illness will not be left behind!"

The Lord of Liqing Palace frowned slightly and said softly: "Everyone, Master Yankang's injuries seem to be heavier than we expected."

The man wearing a bronze mask smiled and said, "This is because he met Zhen Sanren from Xiaoyujing. I was familiar with Zhen Sanren in my early years and had close contacts. But later he went to Xiaoyujing, and then he gradually became less and less. Zhen Sanren is also the peak of the Shenqiao realm, not far from Master Yankang."

Daoquan Zhenren said: "Zhen Sanren from Xiaoyujing is dead. National Master Yankang killed him. When I left the city, I felt the fluctuations of the confrontation between the strong men coming from the mountains."

The Lord of the Liqing Palace's eyes fell on the man with a bronze mask, as if he wanted to see whose face was under the mask: "Your Excellency, using his early friendship, made Zhen Sanren come out to die, and he was too scheming. Since you met you, you have always been wearing a mask and dared not show others in your true face. You betray your friend and hide your head and tail and show your tail, which made me worry. If you sell it, I'm afraid I don't even know who you sell it."

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

The Lord of Liqing Palace, Qiu Dieyi, looked in the voice, and saw that the person who was speaking was one of the three wonders of the Sanqi Castle, Che Zhengli, the head of the Dabao, and the father of the Concubine Che Guixian in the capital.

After he rebelled, Concubine Che was also implicated by him, but now she is in the cold palace and does not know whether it is life or death.

The Lord of Liqing said calmly: "If you say there is no problem, then it is really okay? The owner of the car castle, don't forget that you are also a royal relative."

Che Zhengli's face changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, an old woman suddenly smiled and said, "Parent Lord, this person's identity is not a problem."

The old woman who was talking was one of the three powerful men of the old era who ambushed Master Yankang. She said that there was no problem, and the Lord of Liqing had to suppress it.

"Since Master Yankang is really seriously injured but has not healed, should we give him time to recover from his injuries?"

The man in bronze mask looked around and said, "He ordered He Xiaopeng to come and gave us two ways. Now it is time to make a decision. Which way should we take?"

————Zhouzhu overestimated his body. He was dizzy this afternoon. He fell asleep and woke up and fell asleep again. Today, he couldn't get the third update. Sorry. It's mid-month, so I'm sick and asked for a monthly ticket~
Chapter completed!