Cangsongyuan.

Now that the bride has married into Mozhuyuan, Cangsongyuan has been left to the Yan family, Meierqi Lao Kedun and Baole.

In the main hall, Aunt Chu, who had not even changed her blood clothes, gave a smile and explained to Yan Shi and Meiqi Lao Kedun why he stopped Baole, and also explained that Lin Ning had already brought people to rescue the car.

There was a female official in the Wangting who understood the Central Plains language and reposted Aunt Chu's words. After Meierqi Lao Kedun reluctantly let go, he looked at Aunt Chu, covered in blood, and asked Baoleer: "She is the trustee around you, how can you take action? You don't know your Ergeqi's temperament. If it weren't for the fact that there was a very difficult thing to get out of you, would she deliberately ignore you?"

Hu Ning Yan nodded and said, "Wu Niang is a good girl, but I don't know what happened to Dahan..."

Lao Kedun comforted: "It is important to take care of the sacred family, and the shaman army has passed, and there are masters around Da Khan, so there will be no problem."

Baole was deeply aggrieved. He didn't say that when he asked her to ask for help before. She didn't dare to complain about Lao Kedun, so she said depressedly: "The wound on Aunt Chu's head was broken by a fall, how could I hit her?"

She only pushed one hand.

Of course, Lao Kedun would not really blame his beloved granddaughter for a servant. The words just now were just to give Aunt Chu an explanation.

He also sent some gold and silver jewelry to Aunt Chu, and after she forced her to take it, the matter would be abandoned.

Soon after, someone reported that Tian Wuniang had already left the seclusion and immediately set off for the first ray of heaven.

Hu Ning Yan and Mei Erqi Lao Keduan feel a little relieved...

...

"Well!"

On the Qinlin Ancient Road, there were sounds of horses hanging one after another.

Tian Wuniang had not changed her makeup, and looked at the unconscious Tumen Khan on the Khan King Luanyu with a solemn expression. She frowned.

A sword penetrated the lord of the ten thousand tribes of the grassland, and it looked very terrifying.

Lin Ning rushed forward, looked at Tian Wuniang's eyes burning, and asked, "Has it done?"

Tian Wuniang nodded silently, Lin Ning was overjoyed, but then he winked at Tian Wuniang and said, "It's up here. Wuniang, you go back to the mountain first and ask someone to clean up the medicine house. When we go back, we have to treat the Khan first, and we need to prepare a lot of things in advance."

Although Tian Wuniang was puzzled, she knew that Lin Ning must have a deep meaning, so she didn't say much. After nodding, she immediately bowed to Huchall, paying tribute to the younger generation, and then turned back to the mountain first.

Lin Ning blinked his eyes and looked at Huchar on the Khan King Luanyu. Seeing that his expression was still indifferent, he couldn't help but thrust in his heart.

Huchal's indifference and Wu Niang's indifference are different from that of the past.

Wu Niang's indifference before was her personal inner closure.

She was carrying the safety and danger of the entire village, and she had to be strong and ruthless, because she had to take the Qingdao Guard to intercept and kill the smugglers who had affair with the grassland to maintain the survival of the entire village, so she could not feel any weakness in her heart, so she closed her heart and looked indifferent and ruthless.

But Lin Ning felt that Tian Wuniang seemed ruthless and actually had feelings, while Huzar's indifference was a contempt for the people.

The indifference of standing high in the clouds and treating the people as straw dogs.

Such people make people feel cold in their hearts when they look at them.

Perhaps, this is true God.

Lin Ning felt very uncomfortable. He had met some big shots in his previous life, and some of them were even considered big shots.

But although those people have superb skills, they can find that their human touch is actually very strong after getting close to them.

It's definitely not like Huchar, there's no fireworks at all.

Such people can no longer speculate with people's hearts.

At least it is certain that some of his previous thoughts were ridiculous. Huchar is now afraid that he has lost his gratitude...

Thinking of this, Lin Ning frowned slightly, but then returned to normal.

This mentality is not without loopholes.

Huchar's becoming a holy shaman is not absolutely free from desires and desires.

At least, he still cares about Bei Cang Wangting and his mother...

After thinking about it for a few times, Lin Ning had a little bit of determination and gradually returned to the mountain with the team.

...

At night.

Thunderstorms interspersed.

At the end of midsummer, autumn is approaching and the weather turns cooler.

Outside the medicine house, a group of great figures from the Beicang Wang Court were waiting quietly. Although there was anxiety in their eyes, no one sent anyone to ask, for fear of disturbing the medical practice inside.

Three full hours passed, and except for people who kept sending some strange things in them, there were no words.

After several times, Meier Kedun advised Hu Ning to rest first but failed, he asked Tian Wuniang to find a bed. After laying it, Hu Ning Yan leaned on it to rest.

Baole whispered to the point of being together with Wuniang, and sued Xiaojiu Niang by the way.

However, she didn't think about asking Tian Wuniang to punish Jiuniang, as long as she could be even with the matter of pushing down Aunt Chu.

Seeing that Tian Wuniang's face was always calm and she didn't take the grudges of these children's families to heart, she became happy again.

Lao Kedun cared about Wu Niang and said that there were so many things happening today that disturbed her happy day.

Tian Wuniang just said, "It's okay, my mother is not an outsider", which made Lao Kedun so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

Huchar, who had been in the medicine house as human-shaped hemostatic forceps, frowned slightly, and glanced out with an unfathomable gaze.

"Boom!"

Another thunder exploded, and heavy rain fell from the sky.

Lin Ning finished the finale of his last stitch and exhaled a long sigh.

He looked up at Huchar, his pale face full of fatigue, and said, "Great Shaman, the Great Khan has been in danger and can recover after a while of cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Huzard's eyes slowly fell on Lin Ning.

Huchar was not as cold and indifferent as his face was about his magical skills.

He looked into Lin Ning's eyes and asked in a low voice: "Who did you learn medical skills?"

Lin Ning replied casually: "Oh, it's the Langzhong An of our copycat."

This answer is obviously impossible to satisfy Huchar.

His eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Lin Ning without saying anything.

Lin Ning cursed in his heart: Old turtle, come again!

Then, in his dizziness and almost unconsciousness, he shouted in his heart:

The way of heaven!

"Where did you learn your medical skills?"

Lin Ning's eyes were dull and he replied word by word: "Learn from the "Hundred Grass Classics" of Medicine King Valley."

Hearing this, Chal suddenly looked moved and asked, "Full version?"

Lin Ning replied mutely: "The upper half."

Huchar's eyes were slightly cold and he felt a little regretful.

He also heard about Daming of the Medicine King Valley back then.

Because he touched the taboos of the three holy places, he tried to cultivate dragon blood rice and was killed by the three holy places.

The Shaman Temple actually has a method to cultivate dragon blood rice, but the cost is ten times or even dozens of times that of the three holy places. It requires the blood of countless herd slaves and livestock to water the soil...

The dragon blood rice obtained is far less than that produced by the three holy places.

That's why the grassland departments spend a lot of money and try to buy it from Zhongyuan.

But this will cause a large amount of wealth on the grassland to flow into the hands of the high-ranking families of the Central Plains.

Faced with such a situation, even Huchar is now powerless.

"The Dragon and Elephant Divine Art of Immortality" does not require dragon blood, but this kind of heavenly magical power can not be passed on to the next generation of great shamans.

Others who practice martial arts and want to become first-class masters cannot do without the nourishment of dragon blood rice.

If only the second half of the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" involving the secret of the Dragon Blood Rice is perfect, the power of the Shaman Hall will inevitably expand and grow rapidly.

Unfortunately, I can't force it...

Withdrawing the magic method of soul-moving, Huchal looked at Lin Ning whose eyes were gradually clear and asked, "Are you willing to present the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" to me?"

Lin Ning's expression changed drastically when he heard this. He looked at Huchar in horror and asked in a lost voice: "How did the great shaman know that I have..."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and looked at Huchar in shock.

Huchar looked at Lin Ning quietly, and after a little while, he said lightly: "I met the Lord of Medicine King Valley back then. So I could see that your methods were obtained from the Lord of Medicine King Valley."

Lin Ning's expression was relieved after hearing this. After breathing a long sigh, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "The Great Shaman gave me a prefecture-level martial arts as a wedding gift for Wu Niang and I. The Great Shaman needs the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", and it is also appropriate to give it to the Great Shaman as a gift. And..."

“And what?”

Huchar asked with a deep look.

Lin Ning looked at each other calmly and replied, "Although the mountain village has never thought of hiding under the command of the Great Shaman, the outside world will see it this way no matter what. In this way, the mountain village will receive kindness to the Great Shaman. Therefore, although the "Hundred Grass Sutra" is valuable, Lin Ning will not be stingy."
To be continued...