At this time, she was not complacent about the cup she had filled. Seeing the pain in Mr. Zhang's face, she muttered in her heart.
"This Chu Lin's restriction can actually suppress the madness of the demon cultivator..."
Is it cultivation suppression or... Kung Fu...
Does it have anything to do with the light arrow that was shot just now...
This is simply a life-saving ability that can protect her from death. She was killed by a crazy demon cultivator. If a ban can be placed to restrain the demon cultivator from going crazy, wouldn't it be...
Demon Cultivator A roared wildly, biu~, silenced with one arrow.
Demonic Cultivator B bites people to tear apart their bones, biu~, and shuts down with two arrows.
She concealed her evil thoughts and focused her gaze on this "white-haired mute" senior.
Chu Lin's compassionate face revealed a hint of astonishment, which was like being in a daze when he first wakes up from a dream. He was so moved that he almost wanted to speak, but was speechless in the end.
Li Ya was already looking at his best friend with admiring eyes. Only when he listened to her thoughts did he realize that he hadn't understood her at all in just a few days.
At first, I thought this person was just a medical fairy girl with superb medical skills, who treated ordinary people with arrogance like the monks in the past.
Later, I discovered that she had a cruel and eccentric temperament, and was rebellious and difficult to deal with. Finally, I found out that she was actually a kind-hearted person with a bodhisattva heart.
She should be like jade and green bamboo, a rare transparency in the world.
Li Ya slowly moved his eyes to Mr. Zhang and saw him crying again when he returned to his original appearance. He couldn't help but recall the past with this old gentleman.
About half an hour later, Mr. Zhang's crying gradually stopped and he said: "Jiang Xiao's medical fairy is well-deserved. I admire you. Today I am willing to slowly tell you the whole story of the white poison."
Li Ya crossed his arms and waited for his explanation. It's not that the general cannot tolerate his subordinates making mistakes, it depends on why he made the mistake.
The girl curled her lips, hiding a hint of ridicule, and thought to herself, "You really know how to find someone under a ladder. This person has a great power in the stage of becoming a god. Is there any possibility that you wouldn't tell me?"
Mr. Zhang's voice was low and hoarse, and the three of them were gradually drawn into his story inadvertently.
"I was neither a monk nor a doctor, just an ordinary farmer. When I was ten years old, I accidentally fell into the bandits' den. Seeing that I was young, they cut off one of my arms and let me go, holding a bloody knife.
I ran back to the village in my arms, and my parents looked at me and hugged me and cried."
"Fortunately, an immortal passed by here that day. He gave me a bottle of elixir. After taking it, my severed arm immediately grew back, and the immortal took away my original severed limb."
"Later I got married and had a son, and I worked in the fields every day. My son gave birth to grandsons, and from generation to generation they were all mortals without spiritual power.
One day my little grandson fell from a tree and broke his ribs because he was playful. I took him to see a doctor. When the doctors were treating him and setting his bones, he cried out in pain and almost fainted.
Seeing this, several of the doctors had no choice but to stop. I quickly coaxed him with the preserved fruit he had wanted to eat for a long time, but it was of no avail. At this time, a stranger next to me mentioned that I had been given a bottle of immortal elixir when I was a child.
Let me feed it to my grandson.
It happened so suddenly that I didn't doubt why he knew about it. I just felt that I suddenly realized it. Regardless of the obstruction of several doctors, I quickly got the elixir and gave it to my grandson.
I looked at my little grandson expectantly from the side. He was just like me before, and he recovered in an instant.
As a result... I was too stupid and harmed him."
"Most people in this world believe that those monks who move mountains, fill seas, and fly with swords are superior to ordinary people. Therefore, they believe that medical skills are better than those of ordinary doctors. I am the same way.
How could I, an old banker, know that medical cultivators are monks? From the day they introduce spiritual energy into the body, what circulates in the body is not only qi, blood, and body fluids, but also spiritual energy!
How can it be the same as the physical condition of ordinary people!
A pill that can revive the muscles and bones of a monk with a broken arm can instantly heal an ordinary person with a broken arm, but how can it possibly cure a seven-year-old child's rib fractures!
The monk pretended to be an ordinary person to suggest this to me, and he watched with his own eyes as the child's broken ribs continued to grow and eventually penetrated his heart.
The child had sudden chest pain and died suddenly. If the doctor next to me hadn't told me, I wouldn't have believed it.
I thought my child was just sleepy and wanted to take a nap. I didn't believe he died because of a pill given by his benefactor.
So I visited all the wise doctors in the world, and also searched for rare treasures that could open up spiritual orifices. Finally, at the age of seventy, I was able to introduce Qi into my body. I found the body of a dead child and cut it into pieces.
All its ribs were removed, spiritual energy was used to help his blood flow, and the last remaining elixir from that year was tried.
The elixir turned into water in the corpse, and in an instant his ribs pierced through the flesh, not only the heart, but all the organs were shattered. It became the corpse you saw in the cave."
Speaking of this, the vicissitudes of life in Mr. Zhang's eyes were filled with despair, which was the dazzling moment when the clouds cleared and the sun finally emerged after being deceived for many years.
The treasure he had treasured for many years killed his grandson.
Jiang Su couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, hemp rope only picks and breaks at the smallest points, and bad luck only seeks out the poor."
Soon there was a rare ruthlessness in his eyes, and he continued: "I have now realized what happened in the past. From now on, I will not follow the path of medicine, but only the path of poison. I want to avenge my grandson and find the monk who deliberately induced me at that time.
I don't know who he is. Since he knows that I have medical elixirs, he must be related to my benefactor.
One day, by chance, I got advice from an expert and learned about Bai Du's method. From then on, I pretended to be a mortal doctor and walked around the world to collect the souls of children who died suddenly."
"When this white poison is used on a monk, it will actively adhere and hide. It can dissipate the spiritual power of people with impure thoughts and no longer be able to gather spiritual power. The monk will become a mortal."
He slowly set his eyes on Li Ya with an indifferent expression, "I never wanted to kill the general. This white poison can suck people's luck. I want these children who died suddenly to bring some good luck and have a good pregnancy in the next life.
"
Li Ya seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world, and shouted angrily: "So... you let him suck the general's luck! Let the general lie in bed from now on!"
Zhang Laozhong instantly became angry and said unreasonably: "Based on General's achievements in his childhood and his current status, he will be a popular drinker for the rest of his life. How can you give a child a good life and let him live a few more years?"
Already."
"My grandson died before he was ten years old. He didn't even know what taste was. And these medical practitioners, why are they superior to others just because they have the talent to introduce Qi into the body? Why can they kill people at will on a whim?
,Why!"
At this time, Mr. Zhang's eyes were wide and round, and the red bloodshot eyes were clearly visible. He opened his mouth wide and roared, and his two arms were still making hammer shapes in the air, giving him a vaguely crazy attitude.
He shouted angrily: "Why did my grandson die at the age of seven? Why did some people enjoy glory and wealth? Why were some people born to walk on the road to eternal life? Why! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ahhh why ahhhhh!!!”
When Jiang Su saw this, he secretly thought that something was wrong. This was the last moment for the demon cultivator to burn out his life. He hurriedly retreated behind Li Ya and Chu Lin.
"Anyway, the Imperial Master is here..."
Who would have thought that as soon as he thought this, Chu Lin in front of him disappeared in the next second!