Naren Qimuge frowned and said with some uncertainty: "Master Immortal, I don't know very well how I went back to the tomb... It seems that when it's time to go to bed, I will myself.
Back to the edge of Haizi, then back to the tomb..."
True Lord Xuanming and Xiao Fan looked at each other.
The situation Naren Qimuge said was a bit like sleepwalking. She took a few unknown mushrooms in the tomb, and then she had a special physique that had been sleeping and immortal. When it was time to go to bed
, it is natural to be summoned by the tomb and return to the tomb, which is very reasonable.
"Miss Qimuge, I'll take your pulse."
Xiao Fan said slowly.
True Lord Xuan Ming was a little surprised and asked, "My friend Xiao, are you still a doctor?"
"Just understand the technique of Qihuang."
Zhenjun Xuanming smiled and said, "Haha, don't be humble. As for you, you either don't study medicine. Once you learn it, it will definitely not be as simple as understanding. People with your temperament do not have the habit of giving up halfway.
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"Seniors have received a prize."
"If you won't win, you won't talk about it now. There is one thing you may not know. In the past, the doctor was a very respected profession. Because few people are willing to spend a lot of time studying medical skills, just for the sake of
Treat others to doctors.”
Xiao Fan gently put his finger on Naren Qimuge's wrist and asked, "Senior, will a cultivator get sick?"
"That's natural. People who practice cultivation are strong and will not get sick from mortals, but it does not mean that they will not get other diseases. For example, they accidentally take pills, practice qigong and get into devils, suffer serious injuries, etc. They are all monks.
There are still many people who want to improve their physical condition and need to ask doctors for help. Therefore, although there are only a few doctors in the cultivation world, they are very respected. As long as they are not too bad, they are very popular.
Some particularly famous miracle doctors can even be on par with monks of a higher level."
True Lord Xuanming stroked his beard and said.
"But the senior also said that few people are willing to spend a lot of time studying medical skills. No matter what, cultivators still have the main goal of improving their realm and increasing their life span. To study medical skills, they delay too much time in practicing cultivation.
If it affects the improvement of the realm, it will be more than worth the loss."
True Lord Xuanming nodded and said, "That's it, once he becomes a famous doctor in the cultivation world, the benefits are still quite good. Just one reward is great. If you can get some rare spiritual medicine or power.
A powerful magic weapon is also very good. Moreover, no ordinary monk will offend the doctor at will, but will try his best to make friends with the doctor. After all, no one can guarantee that he will never be injured and will never go wrong in practicing martial arts. If the friend is already proficient
Medical skills. Then don’t give up, maybe it’s unknown if it will be useful in the future.”
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "We dare not be a famous doctor, but the medical skills we have learned will not be thrown away."
"Antarctic Medical Classic" and "Antarctic Pharmacopoeia" are deeply engraved in his mind. Although many of the prescriptions are still swallowed in a hurry, they need to be further digested and studied. They are integrated and based on these techniques of scattered yellow that have been mastered at present.
Xiao Fan is already considered a first-class famous doctor.
Xiao Fan was concentrating on Naren's pulse, and after a moment, he nodded slightly.
Bai Lang asked anxiously: "Mr. Xiao, how is Qi Muge's situation? She...will she fall into a deep sleep again in a month?"
As he said that, he gently stroked his temples, his face full of worrying about gains and losses.
This great hero who is terrifying the grasslands is no longer young. With a slight white hair on his temples, how can he wait for another twenty years? Moreover, even if he waits for another twenty years, he can only wait for one.
The gathering of the moon.
This helplessness really makes the hero angry.
Xiao Fan pondered and said, "Wolf King, Miss Qimuge's situation is not very good, but it is not too bad. She is now infected with a kind of resentment in the tomb. This kind of resentment is an ordinary person.
It can't bear it. So the herdsman who first came into contact with Miss Qimuge unfortunately lost his life. You are strong and you are practicing the most yang and strong internal skills. This resentment will not cause any harm to you.
, It is not difficult to get rid of it. This is just a mustard disease and is not worth worrying about."
Bai Lang couldn't help but be overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Okay, then please ask Mr. Xiao to rescue him. Bai Lang is very grateful."
Xiao Fan smiled slightly, his right fingers rotated, and a series of magic tricks suddenly shot out and penetrated into Naren Qimuge's body. Naren Qimuge's whole body was shocked, and a look of pain flashed across his face, and then a black fog was emitting black fog.
It rose from her body, and condensed into a head-sized grimace on the top of Naren Qimuge's head. She looked at Xiao Fan in a panic, screamed, circled, and shot out of the tent.
This kind of resentment was accidentally infected by Qi Muge after returning to the tomb last time. After being forced by Haoran's righteousness, it was naturally difficult for him to stay in Qi Muge's body, and then he turned into a grimace and tried to escape.
Xiao Fan hummed softly, and then bounced his index finger with his right hand again, and a delicate silver-white arc shot out, hitting the face. In the sound of "swish la la", the face turned into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating.
In the air.
Seeing all this, Bailang was stunned.
He could accept Xiao Fan's magical skills as the most powerful, but the thunder and lightning shot from his fingers was too unexpected and too strange.
However, Qimu Ge didn't care at all, and happily bowed to Xiao Fan again and said softly: "Thank you, Master Immortal, for saving me."
Although Qi Muge in front of her was still the same as before, without any change, the slightest ghost aura on her body had disappeared, as if she had suddenly come to the real world from the illusion and became flesh and blood.
Xiao Fan had no joy, shook his head gently, and said, "It's just a matter of raising hands to eliminate resentment. But the poison of the Yin-Gi Mu Ge in his body would be a little more troublesome..."
"Golden Mushroom? Master Xian, are they the mushrooms I have eaten in the tomb?"
Xiao Fan nodded and said, "Yes, this kind of Yin Ling Mushroom is a rare spiritual medicine. It will only grow occasionally in tombs that are more than a thousand years old. After ordinary people accidentally eat it, it will be you.
In this case, you will fall into a drowsy for a long time. You will wake up every once in a while... However, the length of drowsy time varies from person to person, and it may not be twenty years, ten years, or thirty years.
Year. This kind of Yin Ling Mushroom does not actually prolong your life span, but just makes you fall into a deep sleep. Many years later, when your life span is exhausted, you will still age and die."
This is the situation of Naren Qimuge. Every twenty years, he wakes up for a month. In other words, every two hundred and forty years, Naren Qimuge will grow older by one year. Two thousand four hundred years
In the past, she would have grown up to ten years old. Ten thousand years later, she would have become an old lady in her twilight years.
Of course, the premise is that the tomb can stay under the water safely and never be discovered by others, and Naren Qimuge will not suffer other accidents. Otherwise, he will die.
However, such a "thousand-year life" is a bit scary.
According to the Antarctic Pharmacopoeia, Yin Ling Mushroom is a good medicine for treating "crazy"; some monks who practice great power skills will become extremely violent and aggressive, similar to the "martial madman among ordinary people.
", if you don't know the enemy, you will attack whoever you meet.
The main medicine is Yin Ling Mushroom, and several other medicines are prepared to treat this kind of obsession. It is extremely symptomatic and can often cure the disease.
The situation of accidentally eating Yin Ling Mug is considered an exception among the exceptions.
"Mr. Xiao, please save Qimuge...please!"
Bai Lang clasped his fists and bowed to Xiao Fan to the ground, and his voice trembled. As soon as he thought of the pain of lovesickness for the past twenty years, Bai Lang shuddered. Even if he was such a tough guy like him, he would never want to.
Experience such endless pain and torture again.
Since Xiao Fan understood the cause of the wood pattern, there must be a way to completely save the wood pattern.
Bai Lang has long admired Xiao Fan's skills.
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Wolf King, I will cure Miss Qimuge's illness so that you can finally get married with "qingen".
In Tiemen, he once promised in person that as long as Bailang didn't pursue Zhuge Yinghui, he would help Bailang once, which would be considered as a favor to Bailang. Now Bailang is begging him personally, so he must repay this favor.
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"That's great, thank you Mr. Xiao..."
Bailang was overjoyed and couldn't help but hold Naren Qimuge's cold little hand, with a look of surprise, joy and love.
Xiao Fan waved his hand and said, "Wolf King, there is something I must explain first. In the past two days, I will stay here to prepare the antidote for Miss Qimuge. But these antidotes cannot be immediately
Give Miss Qimuge."
"Ah, why is this?"
The white wolf couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Xiao Fan said slowly: "That's right. This time we came to Mobei, we actually wanted to find the tomb that Miss Qimuge mentioned. Since Miss Qimuge will be subject to the tomb in a month.
Summoning back is the best time for us to find the tomb. I am worried that after I gave Miss Qimuge the antidote, she would not be able to sense the summoning of the tomb. So please understand this, the Wolf King.”
"Of course, as soon as we find the tomb, I will hand over the antidote to you. You and Miss Qimuge don't have to go into the cemetery with us."
The white wolf's face changed for a moment, and he asked cautiously: "Mr. Xiao, will this cause any harm to his Muge?"
"Won't."
Xiao Fan shook his head gently.
"As long as it is not harmful to Qimuge, I have no objection."
Bai Lang immediately breathed a long sigh and said happily, with a look of relief.