Chapter one hundred and ninety-fifth see the micro-knowledge
Wang Muran picked up the body of the old fishing man, put it on the back of the stag, and drove the stag to quickly catch up with Qin Mu, Imperial Master Yankang and others, and said loudly: "National Master, I will avenge my master!"
Imperial Master Yankang turned around and said very seriously: "Your master's skills are not bad. After you learn them, before seeking revenge from me, teach them to your disciples first. Don't let his skills be eliminated."
Wang Muran shouted, and clouds formed under the stag's feet, running up into the air and gradually disappearing.
"Someone invited the good old man from Xiao Yujing to come and test the waters. It would be a shame to die."
Imperial Master Yankang withdrew his gaze and said to Qin Mu and the others: "Xiaoyujing is a mysterious place that has nothing to do with the world and has an extremely ancient origin. I have only heard rumors about Xiaoyujing, and this is the first time I have seen a master of Xiaoyujing.
There are indeed some methods, but they are already behind the times. They don't go out often, don't see the development of other sects' techniques, and work behind closed doors, so they can easily fall behind. You should remember that you can't become a master by practicing in seclusion."
Qin Mu and others nodded in agreement, feeling a little awe-inspiring in their hearts.
This old fisherman was actually invited by someone else to test the waters?
Could it be that you want to borrow this old man's life to test how deep the water in Yankang's pool is?
"This fight has already begun." Qin Mu thought with his eyes flashing.
Leave the city.
The Yankang Kingdom's army has already attacked here, and the battle was over when they arrived here.
The battle should not be too fierce. Qin Mu looked around and saw that the city wall here was still intact. Yankang's army pushed directly over and met the rebels outside the city, directly annihilating them.
"There are special Formation Halls and Military Aircraft Buildings in the Taiyuan Academy, which are places where formations and military techniques are taught. If the sects in the Jianghu compete head-on with Yankang's army, the end will be obvious." He thought to himself.
Li city was not destroyed by the war, and the people here were still in good health. Qin Mu went to the medicine shop to grab some medicine. He picked up several medicines from every medicine garden in the city.
After more than a dozen medicine gardens came down, half a day had passed. At night, Qin Mu and others checked into the county government office in Licheng. The county magistrate of Licheng was captured and escorted to the court.
Not long after, the scent of medicine came from the county government office. About half an hour later, a maid came out with a basin and poured a pot of medicine residue on the stone road.
After another half an hour, the maid brought out another pot of medicine residue and poured it on the road for others to trample on.
This happened again and again, and seven pots of medicine dregs were poured out in one night.
After dawn, Qin Mu and others rested for another half a day before continuing to walk south.
At Licheng Pharmacy, a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing green clothes with a white lining stood behind the counter, flipping through a dozen prescriptions. These prescriptions recorded exactly what Qin Mu had picked up in more than a dozen drug stores.
medicinal materials.
"No, no, some medicinal materials are useless at all, and some medicinal materials are not healing medicine at all. This kid is very smart..."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his head and said with a smile: "As expected of a little miracle doctor who is well-known in the capital. You don't want me to know the seriousness of the imperial master's injury from your medicine. You are really cunning. But you are also looking down on me, Master Daoquan."
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"Master, the medicine residue has arrived!"
Several young pharmacists walked in from outside, each holding a medicine basin filled with medicine residues.
Master Daoquan checked them one by one and sneered. After a moment, he calculated: "This little miracle doctor is really smart. He deliberately mixed some other medicine dregs to prevent me from seeing how far he has gone in treating the national master. However,
You are still too young to play such a little trick in front of me. Disciples, take medicine!"
He announced the names of the medicines one by one, and several young pharmacists immediately fetched the elixirs one after another. Master Daoquan pondered for a moment, classified the medicines into categories, and exchanged them several times. After feeling that there were no mistakes, he ordered his disciples to start refining the medicines.
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A few hours later, Master Daoquan looked at the Chinese medicine he had made. The first medicine was a medicinal decoction, which was extremely strong. The second medicine was an ointment, which was used for external application to remove toxins. The third medicine was on the tip of the little finger.
The large and small elixir is silvery white and looks like it is covered with thorns. If you touch it with your finger, you will be pricked by the golden energy coming from the elixir.
The fourth medicine is the milky white airflow in the precipitation furnace, the fifth medicine is a small cup of dark red liquid, which evaporates very quickly, and the sixth and seventh medicines are panacea, but their properties are different.
same.
After checking the seven medicines, Master Daoquan's face changed slightly, and he praised: "This little miracle doctor is amazing, really amazing. According to his method of treatment, it can take as short as twenty days and as long as half a year. No matter what kind of injury the Yankang Guoshi has,
It will heal!"
He took seven kinds of medicine with him, jumped into the air with his feet down, and turned into a stream of light and went away.
This stream of light flew towards southern Xinjiang for half a day, traveled two to three thousand miles, and landed in Dali City in southern Xinjiang.
Dali City is the largest city in southern Xinjiang. At that time, it was also a country. It advocated Buddhism and had 3,600 large and small temples in the country. It was known as the Little Western Heaven in the South. It was later annexed by Yankang.
Master Daoquan landed in front of Luoguang Temple, the most magnificent temple in the city, and walked quickly into the temple. More than a dozen leader-level beings in the temple stood up one after another.
"Master Daoquan has arrived!"
The first man wearing a bronze mask greeted him and said with a smile: "Master Daoquan must have brought good news when he comes this time!"
"good."
Master Daoquan took out the seven kinds of medicine, laid them out one by one, and said: "This time Yankang Imperial Master had a duel with Xiao Yujing's Zhen San people. Although he killed Zhen San people, he must have also been injured. He also had a little miracle doctor on this trip.
He is beside him, so the Taoist believes that the medicine used by the little miracle doctor to diagnose and treat him will definitely reveal the state of Yankang's injuries. These seven kinds of medicine are the medicines that the little miracle doctor made for him last night. Please take a look."
Daxingtai Shangshu Ma Lianshan said in surprise: "Master Daoquan has always been dissatisfied. He believes that I am the best in medicine in the world, and even the little Poison King cannot catch up with him. Why do you call a young boy a miracle doctor today?"
Master Daoquan said solemnly: "I used to think very highly of myself because other people were not as good as me in pharmacology and were just quack doctors who knew some elixir prescriptions. Even the Little Poison King could only inherit the skills of the Jade Faced Poison King.
I don’t have many achievements, nothing more. And I despise him as a human being. He can even betray his master, which makes me despise him. But this little miracle doctor is indeed worthy of the name of miracle doctor."
He pointed to the first medicine and said: "This is the medicinal soup made by the little magic doctor using dozens of medicinal materials, half of which are highly poisonous substances. This medicinal soup can stimulate the soul's activity and heal the soul.
The injury. Is the soul of Yankang Imperial Master injured?"
An old man gasped and said: "He is indeed injured. I used the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Star Evil of Pure Yang to hurt his soul, but he also hurt me."
Daoquan Zhenren said: "This decoction is to treat the wounds of his soul. It is very symptomatic. The second decoction is ointment. Does Yankang Guoshi have any external injuries on his body and is it poisonous?"
Another old woman grinned and said, "The real person has seen very accurately that my Kung Fu contains fire poison. When I attacked Imperial Master Yankang that day, I succeeded with one blow and it was imprinted on his back."
"The little miracle doctor's ointment can remove the poison of fire."
Master Daoquan pointed to the third medicine and said: "This elixir contains gold energy and is extremely sharp. It should be that the Imperial Master Yankang was poisoned by poisonous poison or wood poison. Who injured the Imperial Master Yankang that day and used wood poison or poisonous poison?"
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Another old man chuckled and said: "When the three of us ambush Yankang Imperial Master, I used poison."
"This is it."
Master Daoquan continued: "The fourth medicine uses the steaming method. Yankang Guoshi was injured in his seven sacred treasures, and it was difficult for the medicinal properties to enter, so the little miracle doctor turned the medicinal power into airflow, and used Yankang to
Master Kang put it on a steamer and steamed it."
All the sect leaders in Luoguang Temple laughed: "Why didn't you steam this guy?"
"In addition, there are still some hidden diseases that have not gone away, so the little miracle doctor used acupuncture. The needles are hollow, and the fifth medicine is hidden in the needles. This medicine evaporates quickly and enters his body.
It will penetrate into the hair and skin.”
Master Daoquan pointed to the sixth medicine and said: "This medicine is used as a solid substance to consolidate the effect of this treatment. The seventh medicine is a tonic, used to nourish the body of Yankang Guoshi. After
From this test, we can be sure that Imperial Master Yankang is indeed still injured."
He sighed in admiration and said: "Just give this little miracle doctor a month, and he will nurse Yankang Imperial Master to his peak condition, heal his injuries, and leave no trace of hidden diseases!"
The Lord of Liqing Palace frowned slightly and said softly: "Everyone, Imperial Master Yankang's injury seems to be more serious than we expected."
The man wearing the bronze mask smiled and said: "This is because he met Zhen San from Xiaoyujing. I was familiar with Zhensan in the early years and had close contacts with him. But later he went to Xiaoyujing and our interactions with Zhensan gradually became less and less.
Sanren are also at the peak of Shenqiao realm, not far behind Yankang Imperial Master."
Master Daoquan said: "Zhen San from Xiaoyujing is dead. Yankang Imperial Master killed him. When I left the city, I felt the fluctuations of the battle between strong men coming from the mountains."
Palace Master Liqing's eyes fell on the man in the bronze mask, as if he wanted to see whose face was under the mask: "Your Excellency used the friendship in the early years to let Zhen San go out to die, and your scheming was too deep. And since I met you,
You always wear a mask and don't dare to show your true face to others. You betrayed your friends and hid your true face, which worries me. If you sell me, I'm afraid I won't even know who sold you."
"Palace Master Qiu, you can rest assured that he will be absolutely fine."
Qiu Dieyi, the master of Liqing Palace, looked at the sound and saw that the person speaking was one of the three wonders of Sanqi Castle, the master of the castle, Che Zhengli, the father of Concubine Che in the capital.
After he rebelled, Concubine Che was also implicated by him, and now she is living in the cold palace without knowing whether she is alive or dead.
The Master of Liqing Palace said calmly: "You said it's no problem, does that mean it's really no problem? Master of Che Castle, don't forget that you are also a relative of the emperor."
Che Zhengli's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to speak, an old woman suddenly smiled and said, "Palace Master, there is no problem with this person's identity."
The old woman who spoke was one of the three strong men from the old era who ambushed Yankang Imperial Master. She said it was okay, and the Lord of Liqing Palace had no choice but to restrain herself.
"Since Imperial Master Yankang is really seriously injured and has not recovered, should we give him time to recover from his injuries?"
The man in the bronze mask looked around and said, "He ordered He Xiaopeng to come and gave us two roads. Now it's time to make a decision. Which road should we take?"
——Zhai Zhu overestimated his body. He was feeling dizzy this afternoon. He would fall asleep, wake up, and fall asleep again. I can’t make it to the third update today. Sorry. It’s the middle of the month and I’m feeling sick.