Monk Mu Xin's doubtful eyes fell on Shen Qingwu and asked: "Are you from the Shen family?"
"yes!"
Shen Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Master, do you know our Shen family?"
"Know."
Monk Mu Xin nodded, then turned to Yun Yi and said, "Yun Yi, my treatment depends on you. How are you going to treat me?"
"Operation."
"Are you a Western medicine doctor?"
"I am a Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Chinese medicine surgery?"
Monk Mu Xin paused, but he didn't seem to look down on Chinese medicine surgery. He closed his eyes and let Yun Yi perform the surgery on him.
From disinfection to surgical opening, to pulling out the black arrow cluster, the whole process only took about ten minutes, which shocked the Taoist priests at Zhenwu Temple.
Although they had never seen a doctor perform an operation up close, Yun Yi's surgical movements without any hesitation were enough to impress people.
Everyone finds this hard to imagine.
Yun Yi is in his twenties. How did he learn this magical Chinese medicine surgery?
"Okay, let's go out."
After treating the wounds of Monk Mu Xin, Yun Yi of course could no longer be a coward, and first opened the door of Zhenwu Hall and walked out.
At this time, there was an open space in front of the main hall.
Yun Yi has seen how powerful Qi Dongxuan is when he uses the Life Wheel.
To put it into perspective, Qi Dongxuan is at least a Taoist cultivator who is in the Divine Transformation Realm, or even above the Divine Transformation Realm.
Such masters of cultivation are those who stand at the top of the pyramid in today's world of ascetics.
So, it shouldn’t be difficult to face young people like Three Kings Hall, right?
But in fact, Qi Dongxuan's situation at this time was a bit embarrassing. There were seventeen or eight corpses lying in front of him, and his body was also covered with scars.
At the same time, there was a tall man not far in front of Qi Dongxuan. The man was at least two meters tall and very strong. Standing there, he looked very eye-catching, and the giant gun he held in his hand The sword is even more eye-catching.
"this person......"
Yun Yi walked up to Qi Dongxuan and looked at the strong man. With just one glance, he felt the oppression he brought to people.
Qi Dongxuan laughed miserably and said: "He is the sword slave of the sword pavilion in the monastic world, and he is also a ninth-grade sword slave."
"Sword Pavilion?"
"Sword slave?"
Yun Yi was stunned when he heard Qi Dongxuan's words. This was the first time he heard about Jiange Sword Slave. Now he would be despised by Qi Dongxuan again, right?
No, Qi Dongxuan looked at Yun Yi in surprise and said, "Aren't you a Taoist? Don't you know Jiange?"
"I...this is the first time I heard it." Yun Yi said with an embarrassed look.
Qi Dongxuan glanced at Yun Yi, but he didn't mean to say anything contemptuous of Yun Yi.
He said to Yun Yi: "If it were just a ninth-grade sword slave, I could still deal with it, but there is Yin Laojiu, who is watching covetously and making sneak attacks from time to time, so I am in such a mess."
Yun Yi nodded and said: "Master Guan, please leave this ninth-grade sword slave to me."
"Can you do it?"
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Yun Yi grinned and said, "Actually, I am also very powerful."
"Forehead!"
Qi Dongxuan was stunned for a moment, he was so powerful, how could you just admit defeat?