It is said that Shizun is a devil

Although Han Fuwang has made great progress in his life, he doesn't talk much when he doesn't speak, and he slips when he speaks, but because of the high fever, his condition is not very good. With just a few words, I closed my eyes tiredly.

To be on the safe side, you still have to go to Zizaiguan to have a look.

Hanjing and the others are now thousands of miles west of Xiaweizong, and Zizai Guanyuan is thousands of miles away on the east side of Xiaweizong. If they want to go to Zizaiguan, they must go back the same way, pass by Xiaweizong and continue east, Yujian Although it is fast, it is bound to be bumpy above the clouds, and once someone sneaks up and breaks the barrier, Fuwang's fragile body is almost a dead end.The speed of the flying carpet is slow, but it is stable. It has its own enchantment, which can temporarily resist the enemy.Several people discussed it and chose the flying carpet.

The flying carpet lifted the moving hut, slowly rose into the clouds, and began to drift eastward.

Han Jing held Fuwang in his arms and moistened Fuwang's lips with a small water polo. The little white sheep lay lazily on the bed, and Han Jin was alone on the flying carpet outside the room to grasp the direction and observe the surroundings.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth. A day and a night had passed by the time we reached Zizaiguan, the dusk was low, the Fuwang fever subsided again, and I finally fell asleep holding the little white sheep.

The little white sheep nestled in Fuwang's arms, its pure white wool shone slightly, like a warm little sun.

Han Jin handed over the apprenticeship order, and immediately a senior doctor with a free crown came out to greet him. This senior doctor fully demonstrated his character of hatred and hatred, smiling at Han Jin and coldly humming at Han Jing, his face changed very freely , without a trace of embarrassment.

Han Jin followed the doctor for two steps before being stopped by Han Jing.

Han Jing handed the little white sheep that Han Fuwang and Han Fuwang were holding to Han Jin, and said calmly, "I won't go, I'll wait for you outside."

Han Jin was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, and refused to take the child over: "Fuwang likes you the most, he will definitely make trouble if you are not around when he wakes up, I can't coax him."

Zizaiguan's doctor: "..." I really want to go along with Han Jing, but it will appear impolite, and I am very distressed!Hey, the kind doctor is really embarrassed!

Han Jing looked at the expression on the doctor's face behind Han Jin. He was always not good at reading words and expressions, but this time he accidentally read the eyes of this unknown doctor. He stood still and refused to move.

The little white sheep embraced by the sleeping Han Fuwang yawned, twisted its body, changed from a palm-sized lamb to a thumb-sized lamb, and swaggered from Han Fuwang's arms. He came out, stood on Han Jing's shoulder and turned his head to take a look.Han Fuwang lost something in his arms and frowned slightly, as if he was about to wake up.The little white sheep grabbed a piece of wool from its body and stuffed it into Han Fuwang's arms. The wool turned into a lamb the size of a palm. Han Fuwang moved, and finally stopped holding the sheep.

The lamb with the size of a thumb kicked off Hanjing's arm and fell to the ground, turning into a young man in white. He walked in with his arms around Hanjing's shoulders: "My little white... the master who swims in Linshui, there is nowhere he can't go. I'll let you go even if it's the Holy Land of the Monster Race, not to mention a decent human being who opens the door to welcome all directions, what are you afraid of, let's go!"

The doctor of Ziziguan: "..." Hey!Does this sheep have something to say!If I don't let him in, am I not a decent human being!Sly monster!

Because they are very polite, all the kind doctors in Zizaiguan watched Han Jing walk into the gate of Zizaiguan, but this does not mean that the doctors gave up the idea of ​​driving Han Jing away, and they all signaled the pharmacist with their eyes. , Hurry up and drive people away!

Pharmacist: "..." What is this group of doctors collectively twitching about?Massive infectious eye disease?

Because of the lack of effective communication, the doctor and the pharmacist, who hoped that the other party would drive the enemy away, looked at the little white sheep unceremoniously pushing Han Jing into the hall of xuan ginseng, and buried their grievances in their hearts. Very worthless!Especially not tough!Very self-confident person!

The crown master of Ziziguan is not here. The reason why this sect that pays attention to curing diseases and saving lives chooses the crown master is entirely because other decent sects have a sect master and suzerain. As a righteous sect, I still have to have a recognizable face. They basically ran to the door of the Muzipai to wait for the medicinal materials. The doctors were either wandering around or a group of people smashed the medicine boxes for their own theories. The crown master was the one who smashed the most fiercely. Crown affairs.

The crown owner who smashed the most fiercely was not there, and the elder who smashed more fiercely went out to welcome the guests. This elder with black hair but a gray beard deliberately kept a high degree of consistency with the doctors and pharmacists in his crown. Zhuo Han Jin was grinning, icy towards the lamb, and humming towards Han Jingqi, which fully demonstrated the cohesive force of Zi Zi Guan.

Han Jin looked at Han Jing's face and felt very uncomfortable, but now he still asked someone to look at the child, and the other party had indeed suffered a heavy loss. The precious books that these doctors and pharmacists regarded as life were looted by fake Han Jing. After there were no solutions to the problems that could not be cultivated in those classics, in order to destroy the evidence, Fake Hanjing burned and threw away those life roots of Zi Ziguan. If Han Jin hadn't arrived in time, those precious classics would have been destroyed Not left.

Zizaiguan's classics were written down by the sages at random when they had a sudden inspiration. Before they were stolen, the existence of knowledge was for inheritance and refutation. These precious books were originally placed in public libraries for public use. After being used by the disciples and stolen, except for the surviving part of the original manuscripts, even the manuscripts silently written by the monks of Ziziguan according to their own memories were protected by an enchantment. The book order can only be borrowed, and it is no longer open to the public.

Han Jin felt uncomfortable, but he had to understand.Just like Han Jin is not a person who thinks how important books are, but he can understand that some people are willing to give their lives for knowledge and books.The history of mortals has experienced the danger of countless cultural faults, and it is those weak literati who keep precious books regardless of safety.Han Jin doesn't believe in it, but he can understand that some people take it as their belief. No matter what kind of belief, as long as it doesn't hurt others, as long as someone believes in it more than their own life, Han Jin has to respect this belief. belief in blood.

Therefore, Han Jin respects and understands Zizai Guan's attitude now, but he cannot accept it in his heart.In such a place, as long as Han Fuwang is healthy, Han Jin will never come again.

The little white sheep unceremoniously pressed Han Jing on the mahogany armchairs on both sides of the main hall, took Han Fuwang out of Han Jing's arms, and stuffed him into the arms of the great elder: "Show him, he has repeated fevers, what? Condition?"

Great Elder: "..." Can a divine beast be pulled like this?

Although he felt uncomfortable, facing a thin child, the elder immediately forgot about the discomfort. With a wave of his long sleeves, he threw out a warm bed from the Qiankun bag, carefully placed Han Fuwang on the bed, and sat on the bed. Look around the bed and ask questions.

"How many days have you had a fever?"

"It's been five days." Han Jing answered quickly, and felt a little embarrassed after answering, but the elder didn't realize that it was Han Jing who answered the question, and pressed Han Fuwang's wrist and asked, "Have you taken any medicine?"

"He has taken some fitness pills. He hasn't practiced yet, so he dare not feed him anything with spiritual energy. He also ate a few pieces of agarose grass, a piece of hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and a few roots of wild ginseng, but it didn't help."

The elder patted Han Fuwang's face lightly. Han Fuwang woke up in a daze holding the lamb doll. He opened his eyes and saw the elder was startled. He quickly turned his head and looked around. When Han Jing was doing it, he eagerly stretched out a small hand: "Han Jing! Han Jing!"

Han Jing hurriedly stepped forward to hold his little hand.

The Great Elder glanced at him: "There is nothing serious about this child. It is normal for a child to have repeated fevers. I prescribed two medicines for him. You decoct the medicine as I said and take it first. We will see the situation tomorrow morning. "

Han Jing hurriedly said: "Thank you, besides the fever, can you do a comprehensive inspection? For example, the root Qimai, is there anything special about this child?"

Asking the four words "special" from Han Jing's mouth, the Great Elder immediately became vigilant: "Why are you asking this?" Is this plundering spiritual energy starting from the baby?Beast, oh beast!

The Great Elder looked at Han Fuwang with heartache, his eyes were full of love and pity!

Little White Sheep: "..." This man is so good at acting!

Han Jin said: "To tell you the truth, Elder Hu, this child was hunted down a few days ago, and the pursuer was more cultivated than the three of us. We want to know what is so special about this child, and why was he hunted down? "

The Great Elder was stunned for a moment when he heard that the man's cultivation base was above Han Jing Han Jin's little white sheep, and looked down at Han Fuwang, his spiritual power gathered at his fingertips and gently flowed into Han Fuwang's body.Han Fuwang held Han Jing's hand, looked at Han Jing and then at the elder with big eyes, very confused.

After a while, the Great Elder's expression changed, and he withdrew his hand in a complicated expression.

Han Jing looked at him anxiously, and Han Jin hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

The Great Elder said: "There is nothing wrong with it, it's just...it's just that this child has five spiritual roots, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are not lacking in everything."

Han Jing didn't have any reaction to this, Han Jin said: "No matter what his spiritual root is, since he has been raised, we can't just throw it away just because his spiritual root is poor. Medicine, foundation building and longevity are always no problem."

Han Fuwang looked at Han Jin, then at Han Jing, Han Jing showed him a gentle smile, and he giggled: "Han Jing!"

The great elder stroked his beard: "...Young people don't listen to what people have to say. This son has all five spiritual roots, but his roots are thick. The five spiritual roots are all high-level spiritual roots, and he has a vast sea of ​​energy. He has a bright future. Limited!"

Han Jin: "..."

Little White Sheep: "...Old man, your skills are not good! Get someone else to test again."

Great Elder: "..." Are all divine beasts like this? !

The pharmacists next to them also had expressions of "Grand Elder, did you make a mistake in diagnosis and embarrass us for Ziziguan?" Get out of the way, let me come, I will come, let me come, let me come, I will come, I will come, I will come, I will come, I will come, I will come, I will come." The elder was so angry that he said, "You test!"

After the test, the face will be swollen!

The onlookers stepped forward confidently, shocked and retreated, and finally came to a unanimous conclusion: "...his father, it's the way of heaven!"

This is the son of heaven! ! !

These people may be fake!