My wife is a sword god

A ray of sunlight poured into the house through the window.

The young man in white lying on the bed opened his eyes slowly. The moment he regained consciousness, he seemed to think of something. He stood up suddenly and looked around. What came into his sight was a strange house, and there was no danger.

"Young master, are you awake?" A woman in the team said excitedly.

The young man in white checked himself. His clothes had been changed and his injuries had recovered for the most part, but he could still feel some pain.

"What happened after I fainted?" The young man shook his head and asked, and the woman beside the bed also told everything that happened yesterday.

After a long time, the young man in white exhaled: "So that's it, then I have to thank that doctor Qin."

As soon as he finished speaking, he planned to lift the quilt, but his right arm was completely uncontrollable.

The young man in white remembered something and was silent for a while. After a long time, he pretended to be nothing and lifted the quilt with his left hand.

Seeing this, the woman beside the bed wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it, with a look of heartache on her face.

The two left the house and strolled around the Qin Mansion, and happened to come to the lake pavilion.

In the center of the lake pavilion, a woman in white clothes was sitting, so beautiful that it was beyond description. The young man in white had dilated pupils and murmured, "It turned out to be her. You just told me that the doctor's surname was Qin?"

"Reporting to the young man, it is Qin."

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. He did not go forward to disturb her, but continued to go to the front hall of the mansion with the maid.

Not long after the two left, Liu Jianli in the wheelchair turned his head, glanced at the direction where the two left, and then retracted his gaze again.

The front hall of the Qin Mansion was crowded with people.

These were the people who had gone to Qiyuan City with the sturdy man they met last night, and there were four people from the Demon Slayer Division.

Before the sturdy man gathered everyone, he had told them the cause and effect of the matter, so when they came to the Qin Mansion, they all looked a little nervous.

"Doctor Qin, you must save us." The rich businessman pleaded.

Qin Feng nodded, without saying much, he opened his eyes and glanced at the people present. Thirteen people's hearts were all attached to the heart-eating poison!

"Miss Lan, please go to Wangyueju to get some ice cubes."

Lan Ningshuang was about to agree, and another person in the front hall suddenly said: "No need to bother, I just have some stored in my space jade pendant."

As soon as the voice fell, a pile of ice cubes appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall, making the surroundings extremely cold.

The one who took out the ice cubes was the middle-aged man who came to Qin's house last night. His name was Wang Xu.

And standing next to him, another middle-aged man in a gray robe and tall in stature was called Mo Lintian.

This was also what Qin Feng learned from them when he talked to them in the early morning.

As for the young man dressed as a man, the two also mentioned his name, Ya'an, but as for his surname, they seemed to avoid talking about it on purpose.

Qin Feng ordered the thirteen people to sit on the ice cubes, and everyone was shivering from the cold.

When all the Heart-Eating Gu became stiff due to the cold, Qin Feng followed the familiar steps and picked out the Heart-Eating Gu in everyone's heart one by one, and then put them into the basin.

Looking at the hideous Heart-Eating Gu in the basin with blood-colored lines all over its body, everyone's face was ugly.

Wang Xu asked in a deep voice: "Doctor Qin, we can't have it in our bodies..."

Qin Feng shook his head: "I have seen all seven of you, and there is no Heart-Eating Gu in your body."

Hearing this, Wang Xu and Mo Lintian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a crisp voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall: "It turned out to be the Heart-Eating Gu. No wonder the people in Qiyuan City are like crazy. It must be that someone has controlled their minds with the mother insect."

Qin Feng looked in the direction of the voice and saw the young man in white dressed as a man again.

Perhaps it was because it was dark last night, and he was eager to save people, so he didn't look carefully. When he saw her today, he was a little shocked.

She has a refined appearance and distinct facial features, so she looks serious when she dresses up as a man.

Not only is her skin fair, but her nose is also very straight, especially her narrow eyes and red lips, which make her a beautiful woman that people will never forget.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Brother Ya'an also knows this insect?"

"I have read thousands of books since I was a child, and I have seen the description of this insect in "Strange Insects and Beasts." Ya'an replied indifferently, but there was a strong confidence in that plain tone.

Wang Xu on the side added: "My son is gifted and practices the Taoist tradition of Wensheng. Now he has entered the eighth level of Mingxin realm."

This surprised Qin Feng and made him more curious about the other party's identity: "It's really amazing, I admire him."

The young man in white nodded slightly and looked at Qin Feng. He had a good appearance and a handsome face. This was the first impression, but what made her more curious was that she just heard from the maid that this person also practiced the Taoist tradition of Wensheng and used literary energy to turn into fingertip needles.

"I heard from my maid that Doctor Qin also practiced the Taoist tradition of Wensheng. May I ask what rank he is?"

"I am not talented. I have just entered the ninth rank."

Ya'an seemed to be thinking about something and spoke again: "Doctor Qin uses medical skills to ask for the Tao. It is reasonable that his cultivation level is slower."

Qin Feng did not understand what he meant and asked: "What does it mean to use medical skills to ask for the Tao?" The books he had read before did not introduce this.

"Didn't your teacher teach you?" Ya'an was a little confused.

"I don't have a teacher. It was by chance that I entered the Taoist tradition of Wensheng."

When these words came out, Ya'an and others all had a trace of surprise in their eyes.

No wonder he was asking Wensheng for his medical skills, but he was learning alone. She shook her head slightly, with a trace of regret in her eyes. Throughout the ages, no one who entered Wensheng Dao with medical skills has advanced to the fifth level.

"Brother Ya'an, can you help me solve my doubts?" Qin Feng was sincere.

Ya'an did not hide anything and began to explain in detail.

Compared with Shenwu and Baigui, Wensheng Daotong's advancement speed is much slower. After all, it takes years of accumulation to memorize thousands of books in the mind.

Considering that applying what you have learned and pioneering and innovating can quickly accumulate literary energy, everyone who practices Wensheng Daotong has confirmed the books and research directions in advance.

Throughout the ages, most Wensheng Daoists choose to study political and military books so that they can serve as officials in the court or become military advisers in the future.

After all, if you enter the court to realize your ambitions, serve the country and the people, and join the army to plan and win battles thousands of miles away, the number of people affected is at least tens of thousands. In this way, you can gain a lot of literary energy in a short period of time and improve your cultivation.

It is difficult for doctors to do this.

And most importantly, the tradition of the literary saint has been passed down from generation to generation. The ancestors have concluded that if you want to enter the fourth rank of the literary saint, you must rely on the country.