The personal security of the beautiful president

In the expectant eyes of everyone, they saw the disciples of Xiaoyao Valley descending from the sky.

Looking around, there were almost fifty disciples, in groups of two, supporting a Xiaoyaogu disciple.

Ding Zhe couldn't help frowning when he saw that they were coming this way quickly.

Because he found that those who were supported were sick.

Not only him, but other people around him also saw the clue, with surprised expressions on their faces.

Li Xiaoyao seemed very satisfied with their reaction, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Everyone, to tell you the truth, these are all disciples in my sect suffering from strange illnesses. The finals of the Immortal Doctor Conference will be to cure these people's illnesses."

This time, no one spoke.

When those disciples came close, they all stepped forward to observe.

Ding Zhe was among the crowd, but the person he paid attention to was Li Xiaoyao.

Starting from the three hundred disciples before, he had a lot of doubts in his heart. Today, he came up with a new trick. I really don't know what kind of medicine Li Xiaoyao sells in this gourd.

Yaoshi Song came to Li Xiaoyao with a dark face.

"Guzhu Li, your disciples...what happened to you? Why did it happen?"

Li Xiaoyao's face darkened, and then he looked up at the sky.

"My Happy Valley seems to be a good place, but it's not."

"This secluded place is full of poisonous creatures, and the depths of Xiaoyao Valley are full of poisonous miasma."

"And they are all disciples who don't listen to persuasion. They think that their cultivation is advanced, so they go to the forbidden area of ​​the sect alone. Hey..."

Needless to say, everyone understood what was going on.

Ding Zhe did find some wounds on some disciples.

Some of these wounds are caused by the bites of poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies, and some are caused by the corrosion of plant juices.

Generally speaking, this Happy Valley should not be a good place.

No wonder no one came except the disciples from Xiaoyao Valley.

Since Li Xiaoyao said that treating these disciples is the topic of the finals of the Immortal Doctors Conference, after listening to Li Xiaoyao's introduction, everyone started to raise their hands.

The rule of the final is that there are no rules, whoever can save more people will win.

It doesn't matter how many people are saved by one person, or one person is saved by several people.

At that time, according to the results, Li Xiaoyao will give rewards as appropriate.

So, everyone started to check the situation of these Xiaoyao Valley disciples in turn.

After a while, everyone didn't move, they shook their heads, and finally set their eyes on Ding Zhe.

Pharmacist Song came to Ding Zhe, cupped his hands slightly: "Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

Ding Zhe was taken aback and looked around at the crowd.

"After all, fellow daoists took care of the problems with those Xiaoyaogu disciples before. I just want to ask you if you have any clues. To tell you the truth, I'm waiting...haven't found any clues yet."

"Yeah, they look very sick, but after I checked, I didn't find anything wrong."

"Yeah yeah."

Everyone nodded, agreeing with Song Yaoshi's words.

Ding Zhe touched his nose, then said, "Actually, I am the same as you."

The faces of everyone changed suddenly.

"However, I still found some problems, I don't know if it is related to their illness."

Ding Zhe made a fool of himself on purpose.

"Fellow Daoist, please explain in detail. These disciples are the disciples of Xiaoyao Valley, and they are the main force against the demons. We must heal them."

"It's natural." Ding Zhe replied: "I have shown their faces, and I have also used spiritual energy to probe their bodies, and found that they..."

Ding Zhe glanced at the Xiaoyao Valley disciples again.

"It was found that they were poisoned by some kind of unknown poison."

"Poisoned? This..."

"That's right, it's poisoning." Ding Zhe nodded and said, "There are so many things in the heavens and worlds that are beyond our knowledge. Who dares to say that he must have a complete understanding of Jin Xianfu?"

Ding Zhe was right, Song Yaoshi and the others nodded slightly.

"That's why, for disciples like them, we have to proceed step by step, there is no rush."

With Ding Zhe's conclusion, everyone has their own thoughts.

Therefore, these monks who participated in the finals gathered in groups of three or four and began to discuss countermeasures.

These genius doctors of Jinxianfu each have their own housekeeping skills, and each has their own interpretation skills.

Li Xiaoyao still stood with his hands behind his back, observing from a distance.

Those monks who failed to make it to the finals of the Immortal Medicine Conference also gathered in the distance, discussing in low voices.

Ding Zhe's attention was always on Li Xiaoyao, he really wanted to find out what kind of person this so-called owner of Xiaoyao Valley was.

Half an hour passed, and the genius doctors were still discussing.

An hour passed, and the genius doctors were still discussing.

Their faces became more and more ugly, and they looked at the patients from time to time to observe their changes.

Ding Zhe walked up to a Xiaoyao Valley disciple who was almost unconscious, pulled his wrist, and began to diagnose his pulse.

As soon as this disciple appeared, Ding Zhe noticed him.

At that time, this disciple's condition was not bad, at least he could see people with both eyes, and he could stand up for inspection.

But now, he was half leaning against a stone, drowsy.

Ding Zhe put three fingers on his wrist and was shocked.

This disciple's pulse is chaotic, the rhythm of beating is fast, but sometimes weak and sometimes strong.

"Oops! If this continues, his many years of practice will probably disappear!"

Unable to find out the reason, but guessing the result, Ding Zhe hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of him, quickly making seals with his hands.

At the same time, a powerful aura emerged between his hands.

Ding Zhe looked at the opponent's dantian, and slowly pushed his hands out, sending the ball of spiritual energy into the opponent's body.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor, try it first and then talk."

There is no other way now, if you don't try, this disciple may die at any time.

After the spiritual energy entered the opponent's body, Ding Zhe controlled the cloud of spiritual energy and slowly walked through the opponent's body.

There is only one purpose for doing this, and that is to use Ding Zhejin's aura from the Immortal Realm to wash the essence and marrow of the disciple in front of him and remove all impurities from his body.

At the same time, he also revealed a trace of spiritual consciousness to conduct a comprehensive inspection on this disciple.

Not long after, Ding Zhe's heart moved.

He discovered that the aura in this Xiaoyao Valley disciple's body did not belong to him.

This is strange.

It stands to reason that the spiritual energy in each monk's body is absorbed by himself. If the spiritual energy of others enters his body, he may explode and die.

Of course, the aura from the outside world depends on how much it is.

"What is the reason that makes the aura in his body become someone else's?"

Ding Zhe couldn't figure it out.

"It's no problem to heal him, just remove all the aura in his body, and then let him recover his own aura, but..."

Ding Zhe suddenly opened his eyes.

"But in this way, his cultivation base will be abolished!"