At this time, another identity of Huan Xin also emerged, that is, the "mysterious doctor".
Who would have thought that the Xuanmen medical lineage, which had been dormant for many years, would reappear in the world many years later and turn out to be an extremely outstanding young man.
Huan Xin could tell at a glance what kind of poison Wei Xuanhe was poisoned with. It was a type of chilling cicada poison produced in the Western Regions. This poison was a toxin that soaked the chilling cicada with the poison of hundreds of flowers and finally extracted the chilling cicada's blood.
The toxicity is mainly yin and cold. Since Qing Xin can see it, he has a solution.
He first sealed Wei Xuanhe's heart veins, and then a samadhi fire entered Wei Xuanhe's body from his wound. The fire of the sun was the nemesis of this cold poison. Since the poisonous needle was still in his body, he was careful to summon his heart.
He cut open Wei Xuanhe's shoulder with a knife, and then carefully took it out with tweezers. Under the wrap of Samadhi True Fire, Wei Xuanhe's originally cold body suddenly became much warmer.
After treating the wound, Huan Xin directly grabbed a handful of incense ash from the incense burner and sprinkled it on Wei Xuanhe's wound. Then a streak of Lihuo passed through the wound with lightning speed. In an instant, the wound stopped bleeding, and the Samadhi True
The fire was also sealed in Wei Xuanhe's body. The whole process seemed simple, but it would be difficult for others. First of all, it would be impossible for others to see what kind of poison it was at a glance, and secondly, it would be impossible for them to master Samadhi at the same time.
True Fire and Lihuo, these two magical powers have the same attributes.
Wei Xuanhe's trauma was cured. After Huan Xin stood up, he ordered Elder Shi beside him. He prescribed several Chinese medicines, all of which were highly positive. He then ordered Elder Shi to send someone to boil them over low heat for three hours.
This medicine should cure the disease!
Elder Shi looked curious and surprised. He couldn't help but ask: "Xuanmen medicine has been lost for a long time. Who did you learn this skill from?"
Huan Xin couldn't help but think of the mountain temple on the mountain in his hometown, and the blessing given to him by the mountain god Fang Ning's grandma. Huan Xin was still a child who had just graduated from elementary school that year. Now, almost ten years have passed. Huan Xin
He didn't want to talk about the mountain temple, so he excused himself by saying that when he was a child, he met a senior expert who gave him some advice and he understood it a little bit.
At this point, I didn't expect that the final "Huashan Sword Discussion" would end in this way. In the end, it turned into a stage for the second senior brother to stand out alone.
According to the previous martial arts competition, it is obvious that Wei Xuanhe is higher than Yu Liang and Qin Fangyi. After all, the cooperation of several people later also played a key role. After this battle, Yu Liang and Qin Fangyi no longer competed for the "Taixu"
"The Secret Technique of the Shangqing Dynasty", so Wei Xuanhe, who was slightly better, got this skill as he wished.
Wei Xuanhe felt mixed emotions in his heart when he saw this call. When the two met for the first time, he always had the feeling that they had known each other for a long time. Maybe it was because of the Purple Ying Sword and the cold wave!
Looking at the secret technique he had obtained, Wei Xuanhe also had a desire to repay him.
"Logically speaking, this secret book should belong to you. You saved me again, so this book should be regarded as my reward for saving my life!"
Before Huan Xin could say anything to refuse, the book was taken over by the second senior brother on the side, and he said with a smile: "This young man is very particular, so let's do this. There are some things we need in this book, let's take it and read it."
Return it tonight and tomorrow morning so that we can share the good things together!"
Wei Xuanhe saw that it was hard for him to refuse this second senior brother who was very profound in humane conduct and also a man of heart. Moreover, it was only for one night, so Wei Xuanhe agreed without saying a word.
Huan Xin on the side looked at the second senior brother with a bitter face. After the second senior brother got the book, he pulled Huan Xin and said goodbye to everyone.
Huan Xin followed the second senior brother back to the wing with a blank look on his face. Before he could ask any questions, the second senior brother threw the book to him and said, "Don't you have a photographic memory? If you can memorize it, write it down from memory."
Huan Xin looked at the thick book, frowned and asked: "Second Senior Brother, what is the use of this book? This book should have been won by Wei Xuanhe!"
At this time, the senior brother came in and said: "This "Taixu Shangqing Secret Technique" was written for Taoists in the Yuan Dynasty. It recorded many sects' exercises. At that time, he also wanted to continue the collection of Taoist sects. At that time, Mongolia
People often rob our Taoist inheritance, so it contains not only the mental formulas of Haotianjing, but also many of the superior techniques of our sect."
After hearing this, Huan Xin frowned and looked at the book in his hand, and realized why everyone was snatching this book, so Huan Xin asked: "Does this book contain some secrets about our Beiming?"
The second senior brother nodded and said affirmatively: "Of course, the last three moves of "Lihuo Jue" that you have practiced are all in it, and the last move of "Genshan Jue" that I have practiced, which the senior brother has practiced
The general outline of "Dui Ze Shu" is in it!"
Dui Ze Technique? This was the first time Huan Xin knew what kind of skills his senior brother practiced, so he paid more attention to this book. He didn't understand that their Bei Ming's skills were all secret techniques that were not taught, so why
Will the excerpt be recorded here?
The senior brother seemed to see the doubts in Xingxin, so he said: "The person who wrote this book at that time was not just one person, but the top masters of various sects. They finished the book together and passed it on to Taixu Guan at that time.
A Taoist boy wanted to let him continue this book and hand it into the hands of the descendants of various sects. The reason why those few did this was that the several sects wanted to challenge the eight great masters of Mongolia.
Siba’s favorite disciple, Yang Lian Zhenjia!”
This name is familiar to Xingxin. He is familiar with history. How could he not know that this Tubo monster monk from the Dangxiang tribe once stole six major tombs in the Southern Song Dynasty. All the tombs of emperors, queens and concubines of the Southern Song Dynasty could not escape his murderous hands.
The most outrageous thing ever was to polish Song Lizong's skull into a wine vessel, also known as the "Skull Bowl", and dedicated it to his master, Emperor Shiba Siba.
However, Huan Xin did not see any relevant records in the first bookshelf of the Sutra Pavilion, so he asked in confusion: "I have read all the books in Beiming's collection, why didn't I see this paragraph?"
What about history?”
The second senior brother said with a wicked smile: "Don't you know that we also have a Xiaozangjing Pavilion in Beiming? This history is recorded in a book in the Xiaozangjing Pavilion. Maybe you are young and Senior Uncle Qingyun does not have it.
Let me tell you!"
Huan Xin looked confused, why is there such a small stove? He felt like the senior brother had practiced the "Duize Technique", and the "Qianlong Dafa" that the second senior brother had performed before. He had never seen it in the Sutra Pavilion.
After all, it turned out that there was still a trick left for him.
Seeing the grievance on Huan Xin's face, the senior brother also comforted him and said: "Master has a reason for thinking this way. After all, you are still too young, and the books in Xiaozangjing Pavilion may not be suitable for you now. Wait for you to grow up for a while.
That's not a matter of time."
Huan Xin naturally wouldn't think that Beiming would hide anything from him. After all, the entire sect had been hiding in the world for nearly a hundred years because of him.
S Huanxin didn't pay much attention. He was still more interested in that period of history, so he asked the two senior brothers what happened at that time, why he wrote this book, and what was the final result?
The second senior brother stretched out and said a little tiredly: "You'd better let senior brother tell you a story. I had a big battle today and I'm tired!"
The eldest brother watched the second brother pass the blame to him, and his expression changed. Seeing Huan Xin's expectant face, the eldest brother forced a smile and said: "Okay, let me tell you, these are not the things that Master originally said.
I plan to let you know now, but since I already have this Taixu Secret Technique in my hands, you also have merit, so it doesn’t hurt to let you know."
So Huan Xin sat on the small bench next to his senior brother, who told him a long story.