"But I've been cured as well."

Qin Cheng pointed to the stall and was unconscious.

"What a joke? This person has been lying here. I haven't seen you treat him at any time. It's just nonsense." Liu Yihu said angrily.

When they had a quarrel, this person looked like this. Then Qin Cheng appeared and did not see Qin Cheng refining medicine or performing arts during this period. How could this cultivator like a living dead be good?

"Ahem."

But what almost made Liu Yihu and others bit off their tongues.

Before he finished speaking, the monk who had been lying on the corpse and was motionless coughed violently and sat up like a corpse-scammer.

"What's wrong with me?" The man covered his head and said hoarsely.

The whole audience suddenly felt quiet, and many people stared at each other.

According to the words on the card, the unconscious monk was a friend of the stall owner. He was infected with some poison from a monster, which caused him to remain unconscious for five years.

The stall owner sought help everywhere, went to many pharmacist associations, and even the sects related to medicine, but found nothing.

That's why he posted a notice that as long as someone could cure him, the treasure on the stall would be chosen by the pharmacist.

You know, the stall owner has been here for a few days, and many monks watching know about this, and some pharmacists have come to try it, but none of them are cured.

As a result, no one saw how Qin Cheng was treated. The monk suddenly woke up?

"How is this possible?" Liu Yihu was dizzy and kept wiping his eyes, thinking that he had read it wrong.

"Brother Xun."

The stall owner was also shocked and couldn't help but pinch the hand of monk Su Xing.

"Okay, really, thank you, Master."

The spiritual energy flowed and felt that his brother's body was completely recovered. The stall owner almost cried and hurriedly bowed to Qin Cheng.

The two of them went to the ruins of the fairy world to take risks. Thanks to his friend's help to block the attack, he survived, and the price he received was to be unconscious.

Now that I finally saw my friend recovering, the stall owner was so excited that he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, this small tripod belongs to Qin Yaozun, I won't sell it."

As he said that, the stall owner was not afraid of offending Weishan Liuhu, so he threw the storage bag back to Liu Yihu.

He didn't want to cause trouble before, and he was worried that he would affect his friends. Now that he has a wish, he is not afraid of hurting the other party.

"You!" Liu Yihu was completely helpless.

Now that the medicine cauldron is in Qincheng's hands, the owner of the spirit coin has also returned it, and he has no chance at all.

"Qin Yaozun, I understand. It's the genius who cured Xiao Shenglong a few days ago."

At this moment, someone finally realized something and exclaimed.

The name of Qincheng was very famous in the South Island a few days ago, but it was silent for several days and did not appear. During this period, the genius Medicine Lord created miracles and solved the difficult diseases of monks on the South Island, which also blocked the limelight of Qincheng for a while.

But after all, it was only three days later. After thinking about it carefully, I realized it.

"That's right, although I have never seen this Qin Yao Zun, I know that Lewen Yao Zun is a pharmacist in the Northern Region and his identity is correct."

"No wonder even the law enforcement monks in Jubao Pavilion turned a blind eye. It turned out to be the Qin Yaozun. No wonder."

"Let's go."

After knowing the origin of Qincheng, Liu Yihu's pupils also shrank.


Chapter completed!