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Chapter 3829 A hundred days of entanglement

 A strange pair of master and apprentice came to the elixir garden. The apprentice looked like a child and was cute. They walked in one after another. The old man looked a little anxious.

"Master, why do you want to come here suddenly?" The child raised his head and asked.

The old man sighed: "The one who got sick this time is the proud disciple of old monster Hong Wei. If it can't be cured, then why doesn't the old monster fight with me?"

The child suddenly looked delighted: "Could it be Senior Sister Yunshang?"

"You little brat, stop thinking wrongly, you are still young, what do you know?" the old man said, pretending to be angry.

The child didn't answer, but he had a squinty expression on his face, which looked very inconsistent with his own appearance.

Mu Feng and Song Tianshu naturally heard their conversation, but Song Tianshu didn't pay attention. These matters had nothing to do with handyman disciples like them, and it was not their turn to care.

But Mu Feng sensed a glimmer of opportunity in it, so he continued to serve Lingzhi silently, while also pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation between the old man and the child.

"Master, let's finish picking the elixir and go back quickly!" the child said impatiently.

The old man gave the child a chestnut and said angrily: "Do you think it's that simple? What Yun Shang got was the 'Hundred Days' disease. Many people in the sect had this disease before, but no one could survive.

!”

The child covered his head and asked innocently: "Master, aren't you the most powerful doctor in the sect? Can't even you cure me?"

"Oh, when manpower is limited, I have never seen this kind of disease. It is really strange. The whole body is hot, and bloodshot streaks will burst out from the body. Within a hundred days, death will be inevitable!" The old man shook his head and sighed.

The child immediately hugged the old man's thigh with tears in his eyes: "Master, you can't let Senior Sister Yunshang die. She is so beautiful. It would be great if she became a Taoist partner with me in the future!"

The old man hated that iron could not become steel, but in the end he sighed: "I will try my best, but you don't have too much hope..."

Mu Feng, who was not far away, heard this and his heart moved slightly. Isn't this his chance to show off? You must know that Xu Lang, the ghost-hand doctor, taught him all his life's medical skills in the wilderness.

The most important thing is that Xu Lang even instilled his many years of experience and memory into Mu Feng, so Mu Feng is now a doctor comparable to Xu Lang.

Xu Lang's reputation back then was well-known in the entire upper world. It was not comparable to that of a mere Fengxing Sect doctor. Therefore, when Mu Feng heard the symptoms mentioned by the old man, he searched quickly in his mind.

Got up.

Soon, he found the memory that matched this disease. This disease, Xu Lang called it "devil poison", is caused by people practicing evil methods and being infected without knowing it. It is very similar to being obsessed with evil spirits.

.

And in Xu Lang's memory, there is also a method to cure this kind of poison.

The old man was taking the children to a medicinal field. They simply ignored Mu Feng and Song Tianshu. After searching for a while, the old man found a few spiritual plants that looked like rapeseed.

"Finally found it. Since the body is hot and dry, use this cold elixir to suppress it and slowly find a way to rescue it." The old man murmured.

At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly walked up to the old man and said, "With this kind of spiritual plant, not only can you not
The effect will actually speed up death."

The old man raised his head with a puzzled look on his face, glanced at Mu Feng, and frowned involuntarily: "What did you say?"

The child also jumped out quickly: "How dare a mere handyman disciple preach to my master? Do you know who my master is? He is Wei Da, the most powerful doctor in the Fengxing Sect!"

The panic they imagined did not appear. Mu Feng's reaction was very dull: "No matter who you are, as long as you are a doctor, you must be responsible for the patient, right? You use this spiritual plant to suppress her, but you are just making her die more."

Hurry up!"

The child wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the old man. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked tentatively: "Then, how should this disease be treated?"

"This is a syndrome of yin-cold. The body feels hot not because of heat, but because of the heat produced by the body in order to fight against yin evil. At the same time, this disease does not occur naturally, but because there are yin evil things around and are affected by it.

Erosion." Mu Feng talked eloquently.

The old man sneered: "My Fengxing Sect is a well-known and upright sect. How could there be something sinister? If you want to lie to others, you should know where to start!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Does the elder really think that Fengxing Sect is very clean?"

"If you don't believe it, then just go ahead. If you believe it, just use the Holy Spirit Flower and other auxiliary medicines to treat it by expelling evil spirits."

He didn't make it too clear. After all, that would be too conspicuous. He just provided an idea so that the old man wouldn't be too suspicious.

After saying that, Mu Feng turned around and left, continuing to tend the elixir garden.

The old man felt enlightened and was overjoyed. He looked at Mu Feng and said loudly: "I am a doctor of the Fengxing Sect and an elder of the inner sect, Weida. What do you call me, little friend?"

Mu Feng just cupped his hands and said, "I'm just a handyman disciple. Elder, go and save people!"

Wei Da nodded, quickly picked a lot of spiritual plants, and then quickly left the spiritual medicine garden. The child looked at Mu Feng with a puzzled face, wondering why his master suddenly changed his temper.

Song Tianshu came to Mu Feng with a shocked look on his face: "Chengfeng, I didn't expect you to have this skill? Why don't you tell him your name? In this way, you may be directly promoted to an outer disciple!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It won't be that simple, and I just reminded him, okay, do it quickly!"

The two of them worked until dark, and finally completed all the work. After the elder came to observe, he also praised the two of them very much, and each of them rewarded them with a pill.

Although Song Tianshu was still excited about the elixir that could enhance his cultivation in the Nirvana realm, this elixir had no effect at all on Mu Feng.

"Here you go." He threw the elixir to Song Tianshu.

Song Tianshu was even more shocked: "Chengfeng, I want to buy this elixir outside. Do you know how many holy crystals you need? You gave it to me like this. Don't you want to improve your cultivation?"

"It's useless if I eat it." Mu Feng said with a smile.

Song Tianshu thought that Mu Feng's talent had reached its limit, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, we shouldn't give up hope, maybe we can go further."

"For us, even if our cultivation is only improved by one level, that is still the hope of climbing up!" A strange pair of master and apprentice came to the elixir garden. The apprentice looked like a child, cute and cute.

The two walked in one after the other, and the old man looked a little anxious.

"Master, why do you want to come here suddenly?" The child raised his head and asked.

The old man sighed: "The one who got sick this time is the proud disciple of old monster Hong Wei. If it can't be cured, then why doesn't the old monster fight with me?"

The child suddenly looked delighted: "Could it be Senior Sister Yunshang?"

"You little brat, stop thinking wrongly, you are still young, what do you know?" the old man said, pretending to be angry.

The child didn't answer, but he had a squinty expression on his face, which looked very inconsistent with his own appearance.

Mu Feng and Song Tianshu naturally heard their conversation, but Song Tianshu didn't pay attention. These matters had nothing to do with handyman disciples like them, and it was not their turn to care.

But Mu Feng sensed a glimmer of opportunity in it, so he continued to serve Lingzhi silently, while also pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation between the old man and the child.

"Master, let's finish picking the elixir and go back quickly!" the child said impatiently.

The old man gave the child a chestnut and said angrily: "Do you think it's that simple? What Yun Shang got was the 'Hundred Days' disease. Many people in the sect had this disease before, but no one could survive.

!”

The child covered his head and asked innocently: "Master, aren't you the most powerful doctor in the sect? Can't even you cure me?"

"Oh, when manpower is limited, I have never seen this kind of disease. It is really strange. The whole body is hot, and bloodshot streaks will burst out from the body. Within a hundred days, death will be inevitable!" The old man shook his head and sighed.

The child immediately hugged the old man's thigh with tears in his eyes: "Master, you can't let Senior Sister Yunshang die. She is so beautiful. It would be great if she became a Taoist partner with me in the future!"

The old man hated that iron could not become steel, but in the end he sighed: "I will try my best, but you don't have too much hope..."

Mu Feng, who was not far away, heard this and his heart moved slightly. Isn't this his chance to show off? You must know that Xu Lang, the ghost-hand doctor, taught him all his life's medical skills in the wilderness.

The most important thing is that Xu Lang even instilled his many years of experience and memory into Mu Feng, so Mu Feng is now a doctor comparable to Xu Lang.

Xu Lang's reputation back then was well-known in the entire upper world. It was not comparable to that of a mere Fengxing Sect doctor. Therefore, when Mu Feng heard the symptoms mentioned by the old man, he searched quickly in his mind.

Got up.

Soon, he found the memory that matched this disease. This disease, Xu Lang called it "devil poison", is caused by people practicing evil methods and being infected without knowing it. It is very similar to being obsessed with evil spirits.

.

And in Xu Lang's memory, there is also a method to cure this kind of poison.

The old man was taking the children to a medicinal field. They simply ignored Mu Feng and Song Tianshu. After searching for a while, the old man found a few spiritual plants that looked like rapeseed.

"Finally found it. Since the body is hot and dry, use this cold elixir to suppress it and slowly find a way to rescue it." The old man murmured.

At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly walked up to the old man and said, "With this kind of spiritual plant, not only can you not
The effect will actually speed up death."

The old man raised his head with a puzzled look on his face, glanced at Mu Feng, and frowned involuntarily: "What did you say?"

The child also jumped out quickly: "How dare a mere handyman disciple preach to my master? Do you know who my master is? He is Wei Da, the most powerful doctor in the Fengxing Sect!"

The panic they imagined did not appear. Mu Feng's reaction was very dull: "No matter who you are, as long as you are a doctor, you must be responsible for the patient, right? You use this spiritual plant to suppress her, but you are just making her die more."

Hurry up!"

The child wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the old man. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked tentatively: "Then, how should this disease be treated?"

"This is a syndrome of yin-cold. The body feels hot not because of heat, but because of the heat produced by the body in order to fight against yin evil. At the same time, this disease does not occur naturally, but because there are yin evil things around and are affected by it.

Erosion." Mu Feng talked eloquently.

The old man sneered: "My Fengxing Sect is a well-known and upright sect. How could there be something sinister? If you want to lie to others, you should know where to start!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Does the elder really think that Fengxing Sect is very clean?"

"If you don't believe it, then just go ahead. If you believe it, just use the Holy Spirit Flower and other auxiliary medicines to treat it by expelling evil spirits."

He didn't make it too clear. After all, that would be too conspicuous. He just provided an idea so that the old man wouldn't be too suspicious.

After saying that, Mu Feng turned around and left, continuing to tend the elixir garden.

The old man felt enlightened and was overjoyed. He looked at Mu Feng and said loudly: "I am a doctor of the Fengxing Sect and an elder of the inner sect, Weida. What do you call me, little friend?"

Mu Feng just cupped his hands and said, "I'm just a handyman disciple. Elder, go and save people!"

Wei Da nodded, quickly picked a lot of spiritual plants, and then quickly left the spiritual medicine garden. The child looked at Mu Feng with a puzzled face, wondering why his master suddenly changed his temper.

Song Tianshu came to Mu Feng with a shocked look on his face: "Chengfeng, I didn't expect you to have this skill? Why don't you tell him your name? In this way, you may be directly promoted to an outer disciple!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It won't be that simple, and I just reminded him, okay, do it quickly!"

The two of them worked until dark, and finally completed all the work. After the elder came to observe, he also praised the two of them very much, and each of them rewarded them with a pill.

Although Song Tianshu was still excited about the elixir that could enhance his cultivation in the Nirvana realm, this elixir had no effect at all on Mu Feng.

"Here you go." He threw the elixir to Song Tianshu.

Song Tianshu was even more shocked: "Chengfeng, I want to buy this elixir outside. Do you know how many holy crystals you need? You gave it to me like this. Don't you want to improve your cultivation?"

"It's useless if I eat it." Mu Feng said with a smile.

Song Tianshu thought that Mu Feng's talent had reached its limit, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, we shouldn't give up hope, maybe we can go further."

"For us, even if our cultivation level only improves by one level, that is still the hope of climbing up!"


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