"Brother-in-law, please be sure to save Mr. Feng's life." Shangguan Tong heard that Mr. Feng could be saved, and his face suddenly showed joy. "I will bear the cost of any medicinal materials that need to be used."
If anyone cares about the life and death of Lord Feng the most, it is undoubtedly the helmsman of Shengyu Trading Company.
Just because whether you have a spiritual master will directly determine the future status of the trading company in the Daqian Empire.
If Master Feng were to lose, it would undoubtedly be a major blow to the entire business.
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Zhong Wen chuckled and turned to look at Li Yan, who was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to get up. "How can His Highness be willing to let you pay for this?"
"That's right, that's right!" Li Yan finally got smart and shouted repeatedly, "The cost of treating these two spiritual masters will naturally be borne by Gu Yi. We can also ask Dr. Zhong... to try his best to save them."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Zhong Wen smiled and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.
The moment he pulled out the cork from the bottle, a strong medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire compound, drifting straight towards the east palace wall. After a while, even the people of the imperial capital within a mile radius were Can hear the Word clearly.
Everyone in the hospital just took a breath of the fragrance, and it was as if they had taken a tonic medicine. They felt refreshed and comfortable, and some hidden diseases in the body began to be slowly repaired.
Venerable White felt that the wound on his right shoulder that was bleeding was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He closed his mouth and couldn't help but feel shocked. He even had a vague illusion that if he swallowed the medicine in the bottle, his broken arm might be damaged. It can also grow back.
After a long time, such a rumor was still circulating among the people of the imperial capital.
In the autumn of the year 296 of Xingling, heaven sent blessings, and the people near the East Palace were infected with the spirit of the Holy Spirit. Many people who were seriously ill miraculously recovered, and some even lame people suddenly began to stand upright and walk, and a blind man suddenly See the light again.
On this day, in a certain area of the imperial capital, many young and old people "sit up in shock while dying of illness", and then they coolly asked the heavens for another ten years. Rumors spread for a while and became good stories.
"Brother-in-law, this, this is..." Shangguan Tong watched in surprise as Zhong Wen poured out a snow-white elixir with golden lines on its surface from a small bottle. He suddenly felt that if he could take a mouthful of this elixir, , I’m afraid it’s not about being immortal and staying young forever.
"Brother Haojiao knows that this elixir is made from dozens of kinds of elixirs that have been around for thousands of years. It can conquer the creation of heaven and earth. It is called the 'Life and Creation Elixir'." Zhong Wen shook the elixir in his hand, and the air was filled again. There was a strong aroma of medicine, "Although it cannot bring back flesh and bones to the dead, as long as a living person has half a breath, this elixir is enough to give it a fight with the King of Hell."
The elixir in Zhong Wen's hand was made that day using the 100,000-year-old Shou Wu as the main medicine. Even though he had reached the level of spiritual master, the vision of heaven and earth at that time still almost killed half of his life. .
At this time, I heard him talk wildly and brag about the magical effects of the elixir. No one present felt that he was exaggerating.
Just because the fragrance of this medicine is really refreshing and extremely tempting, just like Tang Monk to monsters, everyone present can't help but feel a trace of covetousness and desire in their hearts.
"Count, dozens of kinds of elixirs that last ten thousand years?" Li Yan almost peeed when he heard this, "Zhong... miracle doctor, I wonder how much this elixir is worth?"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. One so-so one only costs five million spiritual crystals, and two of them total ten million spiritual crystals." Zhong Wen said with an indifferent expression, "For His Highness, it's just a piece of cake."
Li Yan: "..."
The treasury income of the entire Daqian Empire in three years has not been five million spiritual crystals. Are you afraid that you are crazy about money?
If his life hadn't been in the opponent's hands, he would have slapped him away.
Taking a deep breath calmly, Li Yan forced out a smile: "Doctor Zhong, ten million spiritual crystals are too many. How can I get them out..."
"It's okay. I can't make enough money for the moment, so I just owe you." Zhong Wen said with a relaxed expression, "I'm just going to write a contract spirit pattern. Please give me your fingerprints."
"this……"
Li Yan had a look of hesitation on his face. He knew that the other party was deliberately blackmailing him, but he didn't dare to refuse directly. He was really torn.
"Your Highness, the auras of the two seniors are getting weaker and weaker. If we don't make a decision in time, and if we delay for another moment and a half, I may not be able to save myself." Zhong Wen shook his head and sighed.
Then you should give them medicine!
Li Yan roared in his heart.
The two old men seemed to be about to belch at any moment, but Zhong Wen continued to beat the stick hard and never tired of it. Li Yan's heart was like a million mythical beasts rushing past, and he felt that he had never encountered such a cheap doctor.
"Hey, since His Highness is unwilling to invest in saving the lives of the two venerables..." Zhong Wen sighed again, with a strange smile on his face. He raised the dragon-slaying knife with his right hand and gently stroked the blade with two fingers of his left hand. With.
"Yes, how can Gu not be willing?" Li Yan recalled the East Palace Hall where the world had disappeared, his heart trembled, and he quickly changed his words, "I will sign the agreement now, my life is at stake, please ask Dr. Zhong to save me immediately!"
He judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and only thought that Zhong Wenhui would not let go of the rabbit before he saw the hawk. He really did not care about the lives of the two spiritual masters. He was worried that Shangguan Mingyue would not let him go by then, so he had to bite the bullet and agree.
If you owe it, just owe it, save your life first.
When he thought about it, he simply broke the jar, took the contract readily, bit his finger and pressed it.
"Your Highness has a kind heart, and Zhong Wen admires it." Zhong Wen watched Li Yan press his fingerprints on the contract, laughed, and came to the two dying venerables Feng Xi and pointed a yang at their throats. , forcing them to open their mouths and put the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill into their mouths.
Seeing the two of them swallowing the elixir, both Shangguan and his daughter looked nervous and stared at Master Feng without blinking. However, few people paid attention to Master Xi, who was alone.
Less than half a moment later, the faces of the two venerables, who were originally ashen and breathing almost inaudibly, gradually became rosy, and their chests rose and fell more and more. Although their eyes were still closed, their bodies were already exuding vitality.
After a while, the two spiritual elders opened their eyes almost at the same time, and then they sat up and glanced around, their faces glowing red, as if they had suddenly become decades younger, but their expressions looked a little weird and confused.
"I'm not dead yet?" This was Master Feng's first sentence.
"Either everyone is dead, or both of us are still alive." Venerable Xi said while looking at the crowd surrounding him.
"But I clearly remember being shot by hundreds of spirit-breaking arrows." Master Feng looked at himself carefully and said with confusion on his face, "Even if he is not completely dead, how can he not have even a scar on his body?"
"It's strange to hear you say that." At this time, Venerable Xi had also recalled the previous encounter, stroking his beard with his right hand and said, "I also remember being hit by countless arrows. Even if I didn't die, how could I be in such good spirits?
Now I feel like I can blow up a mountain with one punch."
"That's right, I feel relaxed all over. I haven't felt this comfortable since I was born." Master Feng nodded in agreement, "Could it be that we have already died and turned into ghosts, so our bodies are so light and airy."
"It's possible, maybe these people around us can't see us at all." Venerable Xi's thinking began to diverge, "I don't know if we, as ghosts, can touch living people."
"How about...you try?" Master Feng encouraged, "That prince is so hateful that he ambushed a chariot and attacked us. Master Xi, why don't you go up and scratch his ears to see if it hurts?"
The two old men became more and more immersed in their reverie. After chatting, they actually believed that they had turned into ghosts. Everyone around them did not know whether they were too surprised or found it interesting, but no one said a word to remind them.
"Master Feng, you are quite old, why are you still so indifferent?" Master Xi shook his head seriously and said, "Why bother with a little brat? I have always had an idea.
When I didn't dare to carry it out, now that I have turned into an enemy, it's time to fulfill my long-cherished wish."
"Oh, but I wonder what Venerable Xi has to say?" Venerable Feng asked curiously.
"Ever since I was promoted to a spiritual master, I have always wanted to lift the skirt of a female spiritual master." Venerable Xi said seriously and shockingly, "Unfortunately, there are no female spiritual masters in the Daqian Empire, and there are only female spiritual masters in neighboring countries.
There is a Granny Bear with a very ugly appearance, which is really uninteresting. Now there is not only a female spiritual leader in this yard, but she is also so young and beautiful. If I could lift up her skirt and have a look, I would
Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I can escape with peace of mind and go to the other side."
Master Feng: "..."
Ye Qinglian: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"I didn't expect that Senior Xi has such lofty ambitions and extraordinary ambitions." Zhong Wen laughed and joked at the side, "I really admire him, I admire him!"
"What do you know? When I was alive, as a spiritual master, a being respected by thousands of people, I had to put on a serious look all the time, and I couldn't hold it in for a long time." Lord Xi seemed to have no idea at all, and obeyed.
He answered naturally, "Now that everyone is dead, I can't allow me to indulge for a while..."
In the middle of speaking, his face suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned his head, looked at Zhong Wen who was smiling behind him, then turned to look at Master Feng, and hesitated: "Master Feng, it was Zhong Wen who just said
Is Wen talking to me?"
"It seems so." Master Feng had already reacted first. In order to hold back his laughter, his old face turned red.
"Are we not dead yet?" This was the first time that Venerable Xi hoped to hear the news of his death from others.
"Probably not dead yet." Master Feng's answer did not satisfy him.
Lord Xi turned his head again and saw that Ye Qinglian's face was ashen, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer, and his eyes were full of menacing light.
His heart trembled violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had foreseen a scenario in which his reputation would be disgraced and ridiculed by thousands of people.
"Feng, Mr. Feng, how do you feel?" Shangguan Mingyue shrugged her shoulders slightly, suppressing the urge to laugh, and asked with concern.
"Miss, what happened just now?" Master Feng stretched out his limbs and felt the endless energy in his body. He couldn't help but curiously asked, "The old man has never felt so good as he does now."
"Zhong Wen gave you a pill worth five million spiritual crystals." Shangguan Mingyue saw that Venerable Feng had recovered and was in a happy mood, so he couldn't help but joke.
"Five million spiritual crystals! Isn't this an elixir?" Master Feng was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. After being stunned for a long time, he slowly said, "No wonder the old man feels that the vitality in his body is so strong, and his life span has been increased by at least fifty years.
.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the courtyard exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes looking at Zhong Wen instantly became extremely hot.
Although the lifespan of a cultivator is far longer than that of ordinary people, there is a limit after all. Even if he reaches the realm of spiritual masters, his lifespan is only about three hundred.
According to ancient records, the lifespan of a saint generally does not exceed five hundred.
The desire for immortality is inherent in the nature of all human beings.
Hearing that the elixir in Zhong Wen's hand could increase his life span by at least fifty years out of thin air, even Shangguan Tong became uneasy.
"Sister, brother-in-law, thank you for saving Feng Lao's life." He tried to keep his expression calm, "Would you please treat the other injured here as well?"
"Look at my wooden fish brain." Zhong Wen slapped his head, "Of course, of course!"
After that, he ran up to Ye Qinglian and handed over a pill diligently: "Sister Qinglian, please accept it."
"My injury is not serious and I don't need such a precious elixir." Ye Qinglian smelled the fragrance of the medicine floating in the air, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She shook her head slightly and waved her right hand and said, "
Just keep it for emergencies."
"Sister, this 'Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill' is not an ordinary pill." Zhong Wen said persistently, "This pill can not only treat injuries and increase lifespan, it can also beautify the skin and make the skin whiter and tenderer. It can only be used on people like you."
Only when you have a stunning beauty can you really make the best use of everything."
"In that case, I won't be polite to you." As soon as she heard the words "beauty and nourishing the skin", Ye Qinglian's thinking mode instantly switched. Without a word of evasion, she directly reached out to take the elixir, swallowed it in one gulp, and then
Start pranayama with your eyes closed.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and waved her left arm that had been shot by the spirit-breaking arrow. Her pretty pink face was full of surprise: "What a magical elixir. Not only did it heal the injury, but it also increased the number of wounds in one breath."
It gave me sixty or seventy years of life."
Hearing what she said, Shangguan Tong felt even more envious, and looked at Zhong Wen with eyes full of expectation.
"Uncle, please let me take your pulse." As if he guessed what Shangguan Tong was thinking, he came to him with a smile.
"Okay, okay, please excuse me, brother-in-law." Shangguan Tong stretched out his left hand with great excitement.
Zhong Wen gently put his right hand on Shangguan Tong's wrist, and then said calmly: "It's okay, it's not too serious."
Full of thinking that Zhong Wen would take out a "Life and Fortune Pill" next, Shangguan Tong felt his heart beat faster and became excited, as if he had seen decades of longevity waving to him.
But Zhong Wen suddenly stuffed the bottle in his hand into his arms, took out another small bottle, poured out a white pill and sent it to Shangguan Tong: "Brother, please swallow this 'Return to Heaven Pill'
, it won’t be long before your arrow wound will be healed.”
Shangguan Tong: "Isn't it the 'Life and Creation Pill'?"
Zhong Wen shook his head: "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? Your injury is too slight, and you don't need the 'Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill'."
Shangguan Tong: “…..”
That Miss Ye was injured less than me. Why did you give it to her but not to me?
He took the "Return to Heaven Pill" with a mournful face, while secretly complaining about Zhong Wen's preference for girls over boys, and at the same time deeply regretting that he had not been hit by more arrows before, resulting in "too little injury".
…
After a fuss, Li Yiru, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, looked into Zhong Wen's eyes, and asked softly: "Zhong Wen, my father fell ill and is still unconscious. Can you please take a look at him?
"
"What good do I do?" Zhong Wen had a wicked smile on his face.
"Benefits?" Li Yiru didn't expect Zhong Wen to ask this question. After hanging his head and hesitating for a long time, he finally raised his head, looked directly at Zhong Wen with a pair of beautiful and gentle eyes, and said seriously, "I...I don't have much money.
, but as long as you are willing to treat my father’s illness, no matter what the request is, as long as I can do my best, I, Li Yiru, will never refuse."
"Okay." Zhong Wen originally just wanted to make a joke, but when he saw Li Yiru taking it seriously, he was slightly startled, then nodded with a bright smile on his face, "It's a deal!"
This chapter has been completed!