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The black iron feathers gathered slowly.

This is a pair of extremely famous flying wing-shaped magic weapons, [Wind and Thunder Wings].

Si Wuxie stepped forward calmly, "Miss Deng, who is this?"

"She is one of my sisters." Deng Chanyu simply introduced: "Leizhen Hongxing."

Si Wuxie looked at the appearance of this dark-skinned woman curiously. She didn't have the softness of many women, and was even a bit handsome... Of course, her figure was also extremely exaggerated, and she was a heavyweight player.

What's rare is that he is only wearing a gray vest at this time.

Some information about Lei Zhen Hongxing flashed in Si Wuxie's mind.

Lei Zhen Hongxing... a rather strange name, one of the adopted daughters of [Holy Imperial Concubine], rarely appeared in [Kunlun] City, but she was once active on the [Foreign Land] battlefield.

"It turns out to be Master Lei Zhen." Si Wuxie nodded slightly and said, "Wu Xie is polite."

"Are you the Saint of [Luo Shen]?" Lei Zhen Hongxing also looked at her, her gaze showing no inhibitions. "I heard your name recently. You look really good, but your cultivation is a bit lacking. Keep working hard, otherwise you won't be able to suppress it. Keep your name as a saint."

Deng Chanyu couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and whispered to Si Wuxie: "Don't blame Saint Wuxie, this sister of mine is a cultivator, and she is more straightforward in dealing with others."

"It doesn't matter." Si Wuxie shook his head.

She didn't care. [Luo Shen]'s foundation was basically shallow, and there was nothing outrageous about it. Face is earned by oneself. If it were not for the existence of the young master, who in [Kunlun] would give face to [Luoshen]?

What she can do is to grow as quickly as possible to a height where she can not lose face as a young master... As for Lei Zhen Hongxing, she actually has a good impression of him.

The main reason is that this black-skinned elder sister's eyes are quite pure.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Deng Chanyu changed the topic directly.

Thunder Hongxing waved her hand and said: "Some guests came, and I and a few other sisters were responsible for receiving them. It was so boring. When I saw you coming, I came over to take a look. Yu Shiyao, you haven't been back for many years. This time Did you come back to admit your mistake?"

Yu Shiyao said calmly: "It's just a little filial piety."

"Tsk, tsk." Lei Zhenhongxing smiled, "I like your unruly look."

Yu Shiyao gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Chanyu, I'm tired, so I'll go back and rest first."

Without waiting for Deng Chanyu's response, Yu Shiyao returned directly to the inner cabin of the spirit boat.

Seeing this, Lei Zhen Hongxing was not annoyed, and smiled half-heartedly, "We haven't seen you for a few years. My temper has grown a lot, and I am much tougher than before. It seems that there are some benefits to running away."

Deng Chanyu took the opportunity to say: "Actually, Sister Yao has made a lot of achievements in these years."

"It seems that you have helped her a lot." Lei Zhen Hongxing waved her hand, "Okay, let's not talk about it, I will arrange for you to stay first. What are you going to do? Are you going to [Fengming Pavilion] or [Wucai Xiaozhu] ]?"

Deng Chanyu thought for a moment and said, "Who are all here today?"

"There are several people from the Great Holy Land who should arrive one after another in the next two days." Lei Zhen Hongxing thought for a while and said: "We didn't invite many people this time, only the Great Holy Land and some secluded people. Everyone, there are a lot of things going on outside recently, and my mother doesn’t seem to have much thoughts. It’s just that she usually does this stuff, and this year is no exception.”

Deng Chanyu looked at Si Wuxie and said, "Saint Wuxie, this [Colorful Small Building] is my residence, and [Fengming Pavilion] is a place to entertain guests, do you think?"

Si Wuxie thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll bother Miss Deng."

……

"Why did you come here with the saint from [Luo Shen]?"

On the spirit boat, Lei Zhenhongxing felt the cold wind blowing, but he showed a sense of comfort.

"It's just a coincidence." Deng Chanyu said casually, "Although [Luoshen] has just started, its status is transcendent and qualified."

"The Holy Emperor is walking, who is qualified if she is not qualified?" Lei Zhen Hongxing sneered, "I don't know if my mother will give me some thin noodles, but you know how to invest. If you cut off such a hot potato, don't shoot yourself in the foot. "

"Thank you for your concern, sister. I have my own sense of discretion."

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Thunder Hongxing waved her hand, "I'll come to Fenglei Pavilion in the evening. I haven't checked your homework for a long time."

Deng Chanyu suddenly let out a sigh of relief. As expected, she only received zero and countless beatings. She quickly said: "It's not urgent... I heard that my mother has taken in another sister. I haven't seen her yet. Sister Lei Zhen doesn't plan to give it to her." Tell me?"

"You mean Fu'er?" Lei Zhen Hongxing looked strange, shook her head and said, "I rarely see this little girl. She has been living with her mother since she came in."

Deng Chanyu said in surprise: "It seems that mother really likes this new sister... Fu'er, what's her name? I wonder if she is easy to get along with..."

"What are you thinking about?" Lei Zhenhongxing waved her hand and said, "She's just a half-year-old girl. She doesn't have so many ideas. Her mother just taught her to read and write."

Deng Chanyu disagreed... Among so many sisters, how many could let their mother teach them how to read and write in person?

During the chat, the white spirit boat gradually moved away.

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The Feiling Boat landed slowly in a frosty bamboo forest.

Just the cold air leaking out might be enough to freeze a [super-level] monk to pieces.

Yu Huatian was leading the way. Apart from Mr. Luo and his party, there were only four guards left to follow.

"This cold bamboo forest has grown for more than seven thousand years." Yuhuatian said casually, "There is a lot of cold air here, and it is a treasured place for practicing cold-attribute techniques."

He only gave a brief introduction and did not go into details.

"Tsk tsk, the [Netherworld] Holy Land is indeed so rich." Wen Duo nodded, "But the Han Bamboo Forest is enough to continue the inheritance of some small Holy Lands. As expected, it will die from waterlogging and drought."

Yu Huatian took a deep look at Wen Duo and considered whether to throw this guy out.

He finally gave up the idea and quickened his pace... The remaining journey was very short, and soon a simple thatched cottage appeared in front of everyone.

"Then the patient is here?" Wen Duo asked in surprise, "You are still living in a place like this when you are sick. Could it be that you want to use the cold air here to suppress the injury? Poisoning or injury, fire poison?" "

Yu Huatian once again mentioned the idea of ​​throwing Wen Duo out and didn't want to talk to him, "Master Luo, please come in."

Although it looks like a simple thatched cottage, there are actually many people in the yard.

In the courtyard, there were more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes, sitting cross-legged on the ground. When they saw someone coming in, they all cast surprised glances.

"These are the invited medical masters." Yuhuatian explained: "They are all thinking of ways. Some of them have been here for a hundred years."

Wen Duo nodded and saw two old men among them, the fairy clothes they were wearing were old.

During the time when he was poisoned, Yuhuatian actually invited a lot of medical masters, but it was hard to invite real medical masters. Unexpectedly, there were more than a dozen in this simple courtyard.

"With so many holy hands gathered together, I'm afraid not all dead people can be saved." Wen Duo frowned, "Yu Huatian, you have been mysterious and secretive along the way, and you haven't missed a word, but my young master is here. It’s time for you to tell me, who exactly are you treating?”

"The identity of this person cannot be said." Yu Huatian shook his head gently, "But he is in the house. The Sa family has made arrangements. Now Mr. Luo, you can go in, but you can only go in alone, and the consultation time cannot exceed one hour. Incense burning time.”

"Yuhuatian, what are you going to do? Not to mention this, not to mention that, there are many rules for seeing a doctor?" Wen Duo said in an unhappy voice. He was also a person who had been ill for a long time, so he naturally knew how to treat patients. The disease can be rapid or slow - there are more than a dozen holy hands staying here as if in seclusion. You can imagine how difficult this disease is.

Yu Huatian said helplessly, "Master Luo, it's not that the Sa family is deliberately making things difficult, it actually happened for a reason. The patients in the room can only be awake for at most one stick of incense every day... and today's consultation time is specially reserved for you. Those who came down. These are the Holy Hands today, and they have not entered yet."

"Oh, I apologize." Wen Duo nodded.

Yu Huatian was too lazy to pay attention to him. His attitude of recognizing when he was wrong and standing at attention when he was beaten was really irritating.

"Then let me go in with her." Mr. Luo nodded and said, "This is my assistant. I need her help."

Yuhuatian hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Then the Sa family will be in charge."

"Wait!" In the front yard of the thatched cottage, a white-headed old man looked over at this moment... The white-headed old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a blue ancient book in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Today I should be doing a consultation, let this man Come back tomorrow if you’re new!”

Yu Huatian said calmly: "Sage Zhongjing, I informed you yesterday that a new saint is coming today. According to the rules, the new saint will be given priority once, and you have agreed."

"Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today!" The white-headed old man got up at this time and said nervously: "Today I have new inspiration, let me look at it again! I will definitely make new discoveries this time! Don't Stop me!"

"Come on, Mr. Baldhead, when did you not say that?" A fat middle-aged man in the corner of the yard snorted disdainfully, "I remember when I first came here, I let you rob me like this. You are so old. , I’m afraid people are addicted to food!”

"Man Diegu, are you going to die?"

"Come on!" The fat middle-aged man held a long black needle and sneered several times.

The white-headed old man immediately dropped the medical book in his hand and pinched up a pair of sleeves, "Hey!"

"Meh!"

"Bah ah!"

"Afraid of you?!"

"Meh!"

Chest to chest, seeing the two of them getting out of control and bluffing, Yu Huatian could only snort and directly shook the two of them away... The other saints in the courtyard looked as if they were not surprised.

Wen Duo saw it interestingly, so he came to Mr. Luo's side and laughed in a low voice: "I don't know how many skills these saints have, but they have a bad temper... Young Master, can I go outside for a while?"

"No need." Mr. Luo shook his head gently.

Wen Duo responded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gathered his thoughts.

Yu Huatian's face turned dark at this moment, "You two, if you are arguing, don't blame the Sa family for temporarily asking you two to leave the Han Bamboo Forest!"

"Yu Huatian, listen to me! I really have to make a new discovery!" The old man said hurriedly: "Let me do it first today! I promise, if there is no progress, I will volunteer to be the last in line next time!"

Yu Huatian couldn't help frowning, weighing in his mind. He invited Mr. Luo, and his medical skills have been verified. After all, even Wen Duo has been cured. He is indeed capable, but this is the master in the thatched cottage. Each of us is also a legend, otherwise we would not be qualified to stay here.

What if this Zhongjing's holy hand is really...

"Let's ask Sajia." Yuhuatian waved his hand, walked to the door of the house alone, knocked once, twice in succession, and then seemed to be waiting for something.

The old man looked expectantly.

Yu Huatian listened to something, and came back after a while and said: "Sage Zhongjing, I can give you half a stick of incense. After using it, Mr. Luo has to go in, otherwise you can only wait until tomorrow."

"Then...okay!" The white-headed old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and ran into the house happily without even looking at the newly arrived Mr. Luo and his party.

Yu Huatian breathed a sigh of relief and came over with a touch of apology, "Master Luo, these guys all want to treat the patients inside, and they don't mean any harm."

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Luo nodded, "Actually, this kind of atmosphere is quite good."

These holy hands really don't have any ill intentions, but they are like a group of persistent people who are engaged in learning... If they had any ill intentions, I'm afraid the maid lady would just get away with it.

Seeing the old man go in, the middle-aged man who had just argued with him came over.

"I am Qing Niu, the doctor of Die Valley." Qing Niu Saint clasped his hands and said, "This young master is so young, but is he the one Master Yu mentioned who knows the lost magic needle [Nine Needles of Hui Yang Qian Kun]?"

Mr. Luo glanced at Yuhuatian curiously.

Yu Huatian said: "When Wen Duo was injured, the Sa family once invited the Qingniu Sage for a visit."

After hearing the words, his eyes moved slightly.

The Qingniu Sage sighed and said: "Although I know a little bit about poison techniques, it is a pity that I still have too little research on heterogeneous toxins and can't do anything about it... Mr. Luo, can you explain to me the detoxification method you used to treat Wen Duo?"

——Any ideas for detoxification?

——The so-called [Nine Needles of Returning Yang Qiankun] is just a show.

Mr. Luo thought for a while and said, "The Huiyang Needle has a special technique that can gather poison, concentrate it in one place, and then discharge it. It can only be said that it is a problem with the acupuncture technique, which may disappoint the Qingniu Saint Hand."

"I see." The Qingniu Sage nodded, then scratched his head and said, "Master Luo, can you please explain the method of gathering poison by the Yang Needle this time? I also have research on acupuncture...perhaps we can exchange our experiences."

"Exchange." Mr. Luo smiled slightly, "That's okay."

He pondered for a moment, turned over his hands, and an ancient book appeared in his hands, "This is the poison-gathering technique in the Yang-Returning Needle."

The Qingniu Sage's breath quickened, and he reached out and took it, squatting on the ground, flipping it quickly, looking at ten lines, "Wonderful, really wonderful, wonderful! It can still be like this!"

But he didn't look at it for long before he closed it again, his face turned red. After thinking about it, he poured out a lot of medical manuals. After rummaging for a while, he pulled out an ancient scroll and gritted his teeth and said, "This is The chapter on strange poisons in the world contains the poisons and antidote methods that I have conquered throughout my life... Of course, although they are said to be strange poisons in the world, most of them are also found in other medical techniques, but only twenty-nine of them were discovered by me alone. Mr. Luo, what do you think?"

Mr. Luo glanced at the medical skills all over the floor, thought for a while and said, "Let's change to another book on poison-making skills."

"No problem!" Qingniu Sage Hand quickly stuffed the things over as if he was afraid that he would regret it, and then ran to the side with the medical skills in hand.

He seems to like squatting when reading.

Mr. Luo casually handed the two medical books into the hands of the maid... This kind of knowledge transaction is very basic and generally there is no profit at all.

But the young lady likes knowledge-based things, that’s all.

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened, and Zhong Jing was seen walking out with his hand outstretched and a look of despair on his face... He only took two steps before he regretted, "Let me see half a stick of incense again, and I already have an idea! This time Qian Zhen Absolutely true!"

"It won't happen again."

A soft voice came, and Zhong Jingsheng's hand was instantly shocked and he retreated repeatedly, and finally fell directly to the ground, looking helpless.

This is a woman's voice.

"Come in."

The door opened again.

Yu Huatian glanced at Master Luo and said softly: "Master Luo, please, it's your turn."