There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

In a side room, there are various kinds of pastries on the table, which are very delicious.

Ye Qingchen tasted it with relish, secretly praising that although this world was in the feudal dynasty era, the pastry making skills were not inferior to those in the previous life.

Suddenly I heard someone shouting: "No, the palace master has fainted!"

"Go get the doctor!"

"The palace master's aura seems to be very weak, what should I do?"

Suddenly there was a lot of noise and noise outside.

Ye Qingchen frowned, flew out of the house, and went straight to the palace master's room.

I saw the palace owner wearing white underwear, lying flat on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, and her face was pale.

Ye Qingchen stretched out his fingers to check his breath, and sure enough, his breath was weak.

The female disciple standing beside the bed looked flustered and at a loss.

In a blink of an eye, he saw an unfinished bowl of soup on the small table beside the bed.

He picked it up, smelled it, and understood.

“The palace master has been claustrophobic for a long time, and I am afraid he has suffered some torture. His meridians have been damaged and his body is extremely weak.

Now that she has just seen the light of day again, you make soup for her to drink with these great tonic things. The deficiency is not replenished, and the yin and yang conflict, causing the meridians to be blocked.

If we don't get through it as soon as possible, and if we don't use a stick of incense, we may not be able to save our lives! "

Ye Qingchen muttered.

Jingyi said worriedly: "I'm afraid it will take half an hour to call the nearest doctor. What should I do?"

"It's over, it's us who harmed the Palace Master!" A female disciple immediately started crying.

"Do you have any silver needles?" Ye Qingchen asked.

Jingyi nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Go get it quickly and let me treat the palace master."

Jingyi said: "Master Ye, do you still know medical skills?"

"Know a thing or two."

Acupuncture, acupuncture, medicine, and alchemy are all compulsory courses for cultivating immortality. Moreover, the understanding of these subjects by cultivators is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although Ye Qingchen's cultivation was abolished, he still kept all kinds of knowledge in his mind.

Jingyi said in embarrassment: "The palace master has a distinguished status and cannot make any mistakes. If Mr. Ye is not sure, please don't try it easily."

Ye Qingchen said seriously: "If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save it!"

Jingyi was still hesitating. The palace master on the bed suddenly coughed twice, opened his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Jingyi, let Mr. Ye perform the acupuncture!"

Jingyi nodded and winked at Xiao Cui beside her. Xiaocui nodded and ran out quickly.

"Mr. Ye, the palace master's status is very important, so please be careful!" Jingyi was still worried and warned.

Ye Qingchen thought to himself, you have repeatedly said that you have a noble status, aren't you just the boss of a martial arts sect? How can you be so noble?

Damn it, could it be that she is really a princess?

At this time, Xiaocui took out the needle bag and handed it to Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen said: "Hurry up and help the palace master, unbutton your clothes and expose your back. I want to perform acupuncture!"

"Ah?" Jingyi wondered, "Expose... expose your back?"

"Have you ever seen people doing needlework through clothes?"

Jingyi was helpless, so she and Xiaocui helped the palace owner sit up.

After untying his clothes, he pulled the quilt tightly to cover the front, and then took off the clothes on his back.

Ye Qingchen took out nine silver needles and pricked them one by one.

The palace owner immediately coughed violently, opened his eyes, and gasped for air.

"Palace Master, you're awake! How do you feel?"

"I feel much better and have more strength all over my body!"

All the disciples were overjoyed and looked surprised.

The palace master noticed that his back was exposed at this time, and couldn't help but blush on his face, and said gratefully:

"Master Ye saved me again!"

"Palace Master, don't say anything, there are still a few stitches to be done."

In fact, the treatment had already been completed, but at this time, Ye Qingchen became more playful when he saw the pale blood slowly appearing on the back, which was pink and charming.

He took out three needles and changed their positions several times.

The palace owner suddenly frowned, closed his eyes, showed a very painful expression, and involuntarily grasped the sheets tightly with both hands.

Her face was flushed, she was breathing heavily, and there were thick beads of sweat all over her body.

"Palace Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Ye, is the palace master okay?"

The female disciples became worried again.

Ye Qingchen said nothing.

The palace owner bit her lip, as if enduring the pain, and suddenly said: "You...you...get out first!"

All the female disciples looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Get out!" The palace owner was a little annoyed.

The female disciples did not dare to disobey the order, so they had to go out and close the door.

"You...what kind of injection did you give me? Why...why do you have a strange feeling?"

The palace master's face turned red and his breathing became heavier. The hair on the temples was wet with sweat and stuck to his face.

"The palace master's blood was not flowing smoothly. It suddenly became clear just now. Naturally, he felt refreshed and his whole body was relaxed. It's not surprising!"

Ye Qingchen explained in an understatement, but in his heart he knew that the palace master at this time was probably so happy that he felt like he was in a state of ecstasy.

If she were an ordinary woman, she would have been carried away and screamed wildly at this moment.

And this palace master could still hold back from screaming at this time. This kind of mental perseverance is unparalleled. It's really admirable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to tease anymore and quickly put away all the silver needles.

The palace owner let out a long sigh and quickly got dressed.

She bit her lip tightly, looked sideways slightly, and gave Ye Qingchen a resentful look, which seemed meaningful.

There seemed to be a sense of relief.

There seems to be a kind of reluctance to leave, and the meaning is still unfinished.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" The palace master wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Master Ye, please go out and wait first. I will come back to thank you after I get dressed!"

……

After half an hour.

In the courtyard garden, the sun is shining brightly.

The palace lord put on a gorgeous suit, wore a gold hairpin on her head, and a jade belt around her waist. She was full of jewels, graceful and luxurious, and sat upright on a wicker chair.

A group of disciples stood around.

She had been locked up in a dark cellar for a long time. Her meridians had been opened by Ye Qingchen just now, and she had regained her strength. She couldn't wait to come out to bask in the sun.

Ye Qingchen saw that her appearance and figure were exactly the same as that of the fake palace master.

But unlike the charming and enchanting fake palace master, this woman's demeanor and appearance revealed an air of awe.

He couldn't help but secretly admire her. She had been locked up in a dark cellar for more than a year, living a dog-like life in the dark. Ordinary people would probably be stupid if not crazy.

But her ability to quickly adjust her demeanor shows her inner strength.

"Master Ye has great martial arts skills and superb medical skills. I wonder which sect he studied under?"

"I am just a country idler with no family or sect."

The palace owner nodded in surprise and said: "You saved me twice today. You are a life-saving grace to me, and you are also good at rebuilding Douyin Palace. I really don't know how to thank you."

"Palace Master, you're welcome, I just made a mistake." Ye Qingchen said modestly.

The palace owner took out a gold medal from his sleeve pocket and said, "I am giving you a token of kindness. Do you expect Mr. Ye to accept it?"

Hearing this, all the female disciples showed surprise, as if this token of kindness was a great favor.

"Token of kindness?" Ye Qingchen looked disdainful.

I thought to myself that I have just arrived here, I am broke, I don’t even have a place to stay, so you might as well give me some money.

Although he is a cultivator of immortality, he still has to eat, drink and spend money to survive.

In his previous life on Earth, he opened several companies to barely be able to cover the expenses of cultivating immortality.

When you are in the human world, you have to experience the pleasures and pleasures of the world and enjoy the fireworks.

What are the benefits of this token?

The palace owner explained: "Douyin Palace is full of female disciples. It is especially difficult to establish a sect. It is not easy along the way. Only those who have great kindness to Douyin Palace can receive this card."

If Mr. Ye needs help from Douyin Palace in the future, as long as he does not violate the palace rules, with this token, he can mobilize up to one hundred disciples for your use.

Everyone in Douyin Palace knows how to repay their kindness and cannot deny it. "

Ye Qingchen thought to himself, as an immortal cultivator, in the future I will be a person who can walk sideways in this world and no one will dare to stop me. These female disciples have average martial arts skills, so even if I mobilize a hundred of them, they won't be of much use to me.

However, all the women in Douyin Palace are pretty. With this token, these girls are at my disposal, can they do whatever I want?

Even if they come over from time to time and let them sing a song for me, dance with me, or drink with me, that's fine.