A carriage drove slowly through the city of Kaifeng. The driver was an old man with a thick-looking face and a slightly tired look on his face. However, looking at the bustling market and the endless stream of pedestrians, there was something in his eyes.
A touch of joy emerged.
There were many vendors on both sides of the street shouting and shouting, and there were also buyers negotiating prices with the vendors, making it very noisy.
Not long after, the carriage passed through the inner city of Kaifeng and drove out from the south of the city. A handsome young man stepped out of the carriage first, and then helped a pretty woman down. The young man joked with the beautiful woman, and saw that
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter like a silver bell flowing to the bottom of her heart like a clear spring, with a faint blush on her face.
The young man held the woman's hand and shook it gently with his right hand. Suddenly a pleasant bell sounded. After the bell rang, a figure wearing a black gauze cloak walked out of the carriage. She was slender and exquisite. She was obviously a woman.
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Ling Jing took out a silver ingot from his arms and handed it to the old man driving the car, saying, "Thank you very much, old man."
The coachman weighed the weight in his hands and showed a happy smile on his face. Wrinkles covered his cheeks, but they could not hide the joy on his face. It was obvious that this time the harvest was very rich.
"Young Master, you're welcome. I'll go ahead and won't disturb you."
Ling Jing nodded and smiled at the driver.
The carriage went farther and farther on the official road, until the sound of wheels and the sound of horse hooves gradually disappeared. Ling Jing looked at the lush green mountains and winding paths in front of him, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the cold-tempered but cold eyes next to him.
The beautiful woman was extremely gentle. When she saw a few scattered black hairs on the side of her face, she stretched out her hand to gently push them away, then rubbed her beautiful face and said with a smile: "Let's go."
The more he got along with Lian Yi, the more he discovered that this girl was not as cold as she looked on the outside. In fact, she was a very well-behaved and considerate woman. Sometimes she was even so well-behaved that it made people feel heartbroken.
To be able to meet such a woman, I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessings he has accumulated, so he loves Lianyi even more.
"Yes." Lian Yi responded softly, with a slight blush on her pretty face and a sweet smile in her eyes. After these few days of treatment, her body has gotten better, at least she has no problem walking anymore.
A few people stepped onto the path by the roadside. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they turned a few corners and passed a mountain col. They saw several tiled houses standing by the creek not far ahead.
At this time, Ling Jing softly said "Hey", but found that Ping Yizhi and his wife were standing outside the tiled house, smiling at him. It seemed that they had been waiting for his arrival.
"Strange." He said secretly. He had not informed Ping Yizhi in advance that he would arrive today, but why did the couple both come out to greet him at this moment.
Ling Jing walked over with Lianyi and the poisonous girl, clasped his fists from a distance and said: "Senior Ping, Mrs. Ping, you two are well."
Ping Yizhi's wife forced out an ugly smile as if her face was paralyzed. But she didn't say anything. Instead, Ping Yizhi laughed loudly, with a very familiar smile on her face, and said: "Master, please come inside."
Several people entered the house, and Ping Yizhi's wife went straight to the back room to prepare tea. She seemed not to like getting along with Ling Jing and others. Ling Jing didn't care about this. He knew it when he treated Ping Yizhi here last time.
Mrs. Ping has this weird temperament, and she doesn't show any pretense to anyone.
The living room is as simple as ever. There is only a table and a few chairs in the hall. On the wall in front of the hall is a picture of Shen Nong collecting herbs. There are some incense candles and fruits on the square table below. Other than that.
There is nothing more.
After a few people sat down, Ping Yizhi's face suddenly became a little serious and said: "Sir, has the matter been completed?"
Ling Jing nodded. He took out a yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Ping Yi Zhi. He could absolutely trust Ping Yi Zhi. Even the unique martial arts such as "Heavenly Doctor's Pulse Cutting Hand" could not be used by Ping Yi Zhi.
If he can teach everything to him, then he has nothing to hide.
Ping Yizhi showed a hint of joy on his face. He glanced at the secret book, but did not look at it. He pushed it back to Ling Jing and said, "That's good. This secret book is valuable, sir. Please keep it."
Ling Jing smiled and said: "Senior, this "Green Bag Corpse Sutra" is the secret knowledge of your heavenly medicine sect. Don't you want to take a look?"
Ping Yi pointed his head and shook his head, sighed, and said: "The Medicine Sect and the Poison Sect, if they have different Taoism, they will not conspire with each other. Master, you should put it away quickly."
Ling Jing knew in his heart that the rupture of the Heavenly Medicine Sect was caused by this secret book. He could probably guess the complicated thoughts of Ping Yi Zhi, so he put the secret book away without much persuasion.
"Sir, could you please let me take your pulse?" Ping Yi pointed his finger in silence for a moment and said.
The blood in Ling Jing's eyes has faded, leaving only a faint red light. The blood lines on his face have also receded to the lower part of his neck, but his face is so pale that anyone who looks at him will know that he is injured.
What's more, since Ping Yizhi already knew that Ling Jing would arrive today, he had obviously been notified a long time ago, and he should have a rough understanding of Ling Jing's situation.
"It's not urgent." Ling Jing shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior, please help me check on this girl's condition first. I know my body well."
"Young Master" Ping Yi pointed his finger at him before answering. Lianyi, who was sitting next to Ling Jing, had a look of urgency on her face. Since she can be one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, she naturally has a lot of experience. She knew that Ling Jing's injury must be serious.
It was much more serious than hers, and after he was seriously injured, he expended a lot of internal energy to save himself, which made the injury worse. Every time she thought of the bloody lines on his body and the scarlet and bleeding eyes that night, she felt very scared.
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"Be obedient." Ling Jing turned to Lianyi, smiled slightly, and patted her hand gently.
"But"
Ping Yi pointed his gaze back and forth between Ling Jing and the beautiful woman in purple robe, and the frown on his face became tighter and tighter.
This woman seems to be very close to the young master, and although her complexion is not very good, she can't hide her natural beauty. She is definitely a rare and stunning woman in the world. It seems that she must be the young master's confidante.
He sighed in his heart, and then glanced at the woman wearing a black gauze cloak behind the young master. He saw that this woman had a graceful figure, and was exquisite. When he looked at Ling Jing again, he couldn't help but become very strange.
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"It's true that a young man is not a romantic person. I just don't know what that person is thinking." Ping Yi pointed his finger and suddenly felt happy in his heart.
Ping pointed his finger and coughed twice, and said: "Girl, since the master said so, let me check your pulse first."
Ling Jing nodded towards Lian Yi, and Lian Yi reluctantly stretched out a hand.
After a while, Ping Yi pointed out: "This girl seems to have been injured by an extremely cold internal energy, but the cold poison in her body has been forced out. It only takes a period of time to nurse her back to health, and she will be fine.
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Ling Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and said, "Thank you, senior." He turned around and saw Lian Yi looking at him intently, with worry in his eyes.
After diagnosing Lian Yi's pulse, Ping Yizhi's expression suddenly turned serious and he said to Ling Jing: "Master, it's your turn."
Ling Jing stretched out a hand after hearing this.
Half an hour later, Ling Jing and the others walked out of Ping Yizhi's residence. Ling Jing still had a faint smile on his face, holding Lian Yi in one hand and carrying the "Yan Yu" guqin and "Yan Yu" on his back.
"Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", walked straight outside.
Lian Yi and Ling Jing walked side by side, but they seemed distracted, and their faces were full of worry. They wanted to speak several times, but looking at Ling Jing's smiling and composed face, they stopped talking.
The stream water made a "swishing" sound when it hit the stones, and a few orioles landed on the willow trees by the stream, making sweet bird calls.
Ling Jing noticed Lianyi's mood and suddenly stopped, stretched out one hand to wrap around Lianyi's waist, gently stroked her cheek with one hand, and said with a smile: "It doesn't look good if you have a sad face all the time.
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A few tears suddenly fell on Ling Jing's hand, sliding down the back of his hand to the ground.
"Master, what should I do about your injury?" Tears fell one by one, and Lian Yi's face was full of worry and self-blame. Recalling what Ping Yizhi had just said, her heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom.
Ling Jing gently wiped her tears, a gloomy look flashed across his face, but he quickly smiled and comforted softly: "Don't worry, Doctor Ping didn't say that I will definitely die. Trust me, I can find a way."
The injuries on his meridians this time were too serious, especially after using "Ten Thousand Swords Chongxiao", which seemed to have left other hidden injuries. Even Ping Yizhi was helpless, which was unexpected by his son-in-law Ling Jing.
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If Ling Jing was not worried at all about the injury that even Ping Yizhi, the best doctor in the world, could not cure, it would definitely be impossible. Moreover, the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" had revived again after being dormant last time, and it seemed that it had given birth to something new.
For some changes, Hiraichi tried to use the "Heavenly Doctor's Pulse-cutting Hand" to activate his self-healing potential. As a result, once the internal energy rushed into the acupoints, it was quickly swallowed up by the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi".
Thinking of this, he inevitably became a little gloomy. Now all the meridians in his body were damaged, and some parts of his body had gradually become numb. Now even the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" has changed, and he doesn't know whether it is good or bad. If he continues to do so without permission,
Even he himself didn't know what the consequences would be if he used his inner strength.
But in order to prevent Lian Yi from feeling worried and self-blame, he could only hide these things in his heart.
Lian Yi fell into his arms and cried, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. He patted Lian Yi's back, but her eyes drifted to the distant sky. The only solution now seems to be the "Qing Sang Corpse Sutra"
