It's one thing to know, but it's another thing when it happens to you.
Yan Nanshan pondered for a moment and then said: "I know the rules of the ghost-hand doctor. If I don't have the cold poison on my body, if the ghost-hand doctor doesn't help me, no one in the world can cure it."
Of course, the world is a bit exaggerated. It is believable that no one in Taoling City can be cured. As soon as Yan Nanshan's words came out, a whirlwind blew up in this small courtyard.
The green whirlwind circled towards Yan Nanshan, blowing Yan Nanshan's robes and making a hunting sound.
Yan Nanshan's true energy was ready to move, but he still suppressed this impulse because he did not feel any hostility in this cyan whirlwind.
Sure enough, this green whirlwind just came in front of Yan Nanshan, and then there was a strange infuriating energy surrounding Yan Nanshan's arms.
Wisps of cold air began to flow out of his arms, and were carried away by the blue whirlwind.
The green whirlwind came and went quickly, and the green whirlwind carrying the cold air merged into the house.
Shen Lianjing summoned the green whirlwind, stretched out her white right hand, covered it with green light again, and then gently suppressed the cold air in the whirlwind.
"Sure enough, it's the cold air." Shen Lianjing was very happy, expecting that there should be a lot of cold air on Yan Nanshan's body.
The cold air was condensed into a cold bead the size of a rice grain, which was put into a bottle.
Shen Lianjing adjusted her expression, and then the disembodied voice came out again: "This cold air is indeed interesting. If my guess is correct, it must be caused by the sword energy."
Lin Feng leaned against the doorpost and almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Didn't he just watch him use his sword energy? He was really good at pretending to be a ghost.
Lin Feng saw Yan Nanshan's serious expression and said sternly: "It is indeed as Dr. Ghost Hand said, this was an injury caused by a sword move."
After a pause, Yan Nanshan couldn't help but want to mutter something, and the person who hurt him was behind him, okay?
But he didn't dare to say these words. One was afraid of being embarrassed and hurt by a young man, and the other was afraid of annoying Lin Feng. How could he block it, with his head?
"Oh, since you don't know what the price will be if you ask me to take action, I am not a good person." Shen Lianjing's ethereal words floated out again, but this time there was a bit of coldness in the words.
Yan Nanshan's expression remained unchanged, knowing that Guishou's words did not mean to refuse to heal him, so he bowed slightly and asked: "I am willing to give five thousand spiritual stones, just to heal my hands."
Five thousand spirit stones were already most of his savings. Luo Yunhao had promised him the ten thousand spirit stones. If he could get the full amount, then he would not have suffered a loss in this transaction. He could still earn five thousand spirit stones.
Future training and recovery from injuries will also require a certain amount of spiritual stones.
"Five thousand spirit stones?" Shen Lianjing's voice became even colder: "Since Master Yan feels that his hands are only worth so many spirit stones, then please come back and don't waste your time with me."
Yan Nanshan suddenly became anxious. Where are the five thousand spiritual stones missing? These are spiritual stones, not gold coins!
Even if he is the leader of the Crazy Blade Sect, even though he is a retired leader, his pension is only a few hundred spirit stones every month.
For a strong man of his level, what can hundreds of spirit stones do? It is not enough to maintain daily practice.
Otherwise, why doesn't he take good care of himself at his old age and go to the mountains to make a living?
After a moment of hesitation, Yan Nanshan decided to try to increase the price. After all, hands are still very important: "The eight thousand spirit stones!"
"Ha~" Shen Lianjing's tone this time was not only cold, but also contemptuous, as if she didn't take these eight thousand spirit stones into consideration at all.
Lin Feng was so happy when he heard this voice. Is this the same ghost who hesitated for a long time just for a gold coin in the casino?
But Lin Feng didn't dare to laugh out loud, he just snickered secretly. If Shen Lianjing was offended by this, what would his sister do?
Lin Feng held his breath and slowly adjusted his emotions, wanting to see what kind of price Yan Nanshan would pay.
The blue cyclone in the bamboo forest courtyard appeared again. When it appeared this time, it was not as gentle as the last time. On the contrary, it carried a high-level murderous intention.
This murderous intention is very weak, more of a kind of killing intention to see off guests. For others, the perception of murderous intention may not be so keen.
But for Lin Feng, who practices the Sword Art of Killing, his sense of this type of murderous intent is far superior to others.
Feeling the power of the cyan cyclone, Lin Feng's eyes, which were originally looking like he was watching a show, became a little more solemn.
This cyan cyclone suddenly became unpredictable at this moment, and there was a frightening force that was constantly gathering in it.
If this trend continues, it won't take long for this cyan cyclone to become so powerful that even Lin Feng may not be able to catch it.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lianjing also hid her strength. She looked like she was at the seventh or eighth level of the physical training stage. How could she be so powerful now?
This green cyclone was not directed at Lin Feng, so the pressure Lin Feng felt was not that great.
Luo Yunhao, Yan Nanshan and others in the field had different feelings, especially Luo Yunhao. He had originally only heard that this ghost-hand doctor had superb medical skills and could revive human flesh and bones.
But the rumors didn’t mention that the ghost-hand doctor’s cultivation level was so high!
At that moment, Luo Yunhao sent a message to Yan Nanshan: "Old Yan, don't risk your life here if you can't cure the disease!"
Yan Nanshan replied: "I think so too. Boy from the Luo family, please give me ten thousand spiritual stones. Otherwise, if the price is set and you can't afford it, you will die!"
Luo Yunhao was so miserable that he couldn't express his pain, but seeing the cyan cyclone getting closer and closer, and the biting wind pressure causing pain, he no longer hesitated and said fiercely: "Okay! But when the secret realm opens, Yan You must help me!"
Yan Nanshan's heart flashed with joy: "That's no problem!"
After reaching a deal with Luo Yunhao, Yan Nanshan gathered the few true energy in his body outside his body to build a barrier for himself. While he was still able to speak, he quickly said: "I am willing to give you 13,000 spiritual stones. Please give me ghost hands." The doctor is so proud!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the approaching cyan cyclone finally stopped, but it did not disperse in the field.
Shen Lianjing's ethereal voice sounded again: "If you still have some conscience, come in, fifteen thousand spiritual stones!"
Yan Nanshan's face suddenly froze, why did the price increase?!
But he knew that under this cyan cyclone, he had no room for bargaining now. He could always earn spiritual stones, but the injuries on his hands still needed to be treated.
As he walked toward the bamboo house with half joy and half sorrow, the blue cyclone slowly opened a path as if it was conscious, and closed again after Yan Nanshan passed.