A wooden platform was temporarily built at the entrance of the hall, with gold and silver painted on it, and colorful silk and sachets hung.

Hu Liu was standing on the platform, holding a small wooden hammer to auction the medicinal materials.

“Today is a special auction celebration once a month. Don’t miss it when you pass by, but you won’t have a chance to miss it!

Let’s take a look and don’t expect the special auction celebration next month.

The monthly auction content is different. If you miss this month, if you want to wait for the same type of medicinal herbs, then you don’t know when it will be!”

The tiger willow holds an exquisite jade box and sways around, boasting about the sales content of the celebration.

"Look at it carefully, this is a celebration commemorative model.

There is special cultivation nectar inside, and even if you don’t take it, you can keep it at home for decades.

What does it mean for decades? The longer the medicinal materials are, the more medicinal ingredients there are.

So this is a very valuable collection. If you can’t buy it, you will suffer losses and be deceived. If you buy it now, you will make a profit.

Taking it back and collect it well means that the price is rising every year and making money for you every year!"

Under the mobilization of the tiger willow, the atmosphere on the scene was very warm, and everyone stood on tiptoe and wanted to bring back the memorial medicinal herbs for celebration.

Supported by the airflow released by the two guards, Qiao Chen'er slowly bypassed the crowd.

She heard Hu Liu's shouting and couldn't help but spit out two words: "Lie!"

A guard beside him immediately corrected: "Girl, you can't say that. How could the tiger manager cheat? This kind of celebration commemorative medicinal herb can indeed appreciate."

Qiao Chen'er didn't believe it at all: "How can the medicinal materials contained in the jade box survive for decades without soil nourishment?"

"Haha, Miss Qiao, you don't understand. This is the characteristic cultivation nectar developed by our Lingcui Yam Saint.

As long as the dosage is sufficient, let alone let medicinal materials or decades, it will be fine even if I live for hundreds of years."

The only thing Qiao Chen'er exposed was her eyes, and there was a look of surprise inside. She didn't expect that Lingcui Mountain would have such things.

Who is that medicine saint? Is he a hidden master? He can actually study such a magical thing.

It seems that my injury will definitely be cured, and it is indeed a wise move to come to Lingcui Mountain.

She stopped talking, and the two guards next to her looked at each other and were happy to convince the customer.

The three of them entered the Jishi Temple and immediately a female practitioner wearing a plain embroidered long skirt came up.

He asked: "This guest, seeing that you have difficulty moving, is he seeing a doctor?

We have good medicinal materials and doctors here, and the price is fair and the treatment speed is the best in the world…”

The female cultivator said, leading Qiao Chen'er to the left side of the Jishi Temple, where there were eight temporary compartments, and small wooden signs for the rejuvenation of the wonderful hands were hung at the door.

When they walked to the door, the two guards removed their energy, took out the booklet and tear off the list and handed it to the female cultivator.

"Sister Shen, this girl is named Qiao Chener, and she is a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm.

She has no money on her now, so she bets herself in our Lingcui Mountain and waits for someone to send someone to pay the bill before leaving."

The female cultivator who called Sister Shen nodded: "Okay, leave it to me here, you can go and do it.

Miss Qiao, this room is a female doctor, you can go in and check it out first.”

Qiao Chen'er glanced at Sister Shen without saying a word. She slowly raised her right hand and pushed open the wooden door, and walked into the compartment stumbled.

Not long after, the door suddenly opened, and the female doctor inside rushed out, her face full of panic.

"Why are you so panicked? What about Miss Qiao? How about her?"

The female doctor was also a cultivator. At this time, a large piece of her sleeves were missing from her hands, and it seemed to be torn off.

And there was a bloody wound on the side of the right palm, which seemed to have been removed by a sharp blade: "It's so scary. I can't even see this disease.

No, no, I can't watch..."

Sister Chen was puzzled in her heart. What kind of disease did that Miss Qiao get? She couldn't even take the most basic expectations, smells, asks, and cuts.

"You go and call Superintendent Yu Hong and Superintendent Ning Mufeng. They have high cultivation levels, maybe they have a way.

Also, go to the side hall to get some medicine and treat the injuries on your palms."

The female doctor nodded and hurried away to find Yu Hong and Ning Mufeng.

Sister Chen pushed the door and entered the compartment, wanting to see what happened to Miss Qiao.

When I pushed the door and entered, there was a strong burnt smell inside, and there was also a rotten and smelly smell, which made me feel very disgusting.

After looking closely, Miss Qiao's left sleeve was lifted up, and her whole arm was only unbuttoned the bandage at the palm.

The palms were pitch black, and the skin was covered with blisters of all sizes. Some of them had broken and yellow and red pus flowed out.

And that strange smell comes from the palm. If you have to make an example, it will look like a piece of rotten smelly meat roasted on the fire.

Then, Sister Chen found two pieces of rags on the table, which were the sleeves torn off by the female doctor.

At this moment, the fabric on the sleeves also had burnt yellow and the traces of rolling up seemed to have been roasted by fire.

Sister Chen originally wanted to go forward to bandage her palms, but after seeing the rags on the table, she suddenly didn't dare to move forward with her feet.

If you accidentally touch Miss Qiao's palm, will you become like that and you will get this strange disease?

Sister Chen had no answer in her mind. It would be better to stand still and wait for the two supervisors Yu Hong and Ning Mufeng to check it out.

After a while, Yu Hong and Ning Mufeng arrived under the guidance of the female doctor. Ning Mufeng was wearing a light yellow gauze skirt, but Yu Hong's robe was covered with mud and broken grass leaves.

Seeing the stains on Superintendent Yu Hong's clothes, everyone knew that he went to feed the horses and took the wind again, and brought delicious food to the gray dragon.

"Two supervisors, it's here. I really can't treat the Miss Qiao inside."

Yu Hong and Ning Mufeng entered the compartment without saying a word. When they saw the situation in the compartment, they both frowned instantly.

Sister Chen quickly told the two supervisors what she found, and then stood in the corner with the female doctor, waiting for the supervisors to find a solution.

Ning Mufeng walked to the table, squatted down and carefully observed Qiao Chen'er's left palm, and released a wisp of energy to test it.

However, after Qi Jin touched the skin, it immediately became instability and lost contact with Ning Mufeng.

The energy seemed to be polluted and quickly turned into a slightly reddish color, which then dissipated.

This scared Ning Mufeng, and he stood up and retreated half a step, not knowing what to do.

Qiao Chen'er grabbed the disbanded bandage and slowly wrapped it in her hand again.

Although she had no bandage on her right hand, she wore thick gloves, which seemed to have problems.

Yu Hong felt strange why the female doctor's sleeves were burnt, but these bandages didn't?

After a closer look, he noticed that the inside of the bandage was squinted and some patterns were drawn, which were the patterns of the sealing spell, probably painted by Miss Qiao himself.
Chapter completed!