Xiao Fan's thoughts were heard and immediately replied: "I have asked, "I'm sorry, senior, and I have no doors or sects. I'm just a first-level casual cultivator... I'm here to collect herbs, but I met a monster and was beaten.
... As for this big pit, it already existed before coming here, and I really don’t know what happened.”
Now that I can't determine which country I am, Xiao Fan dare not reveal his true information. It is important to know that the name Xiao Fan is already famous in Yuexi Country. Wu Ling Valley doesn't know how many spiritual stones you will give you to take the head of his head.
.If this place is really Yuexi Country, Zhenren Xiao will not be able to take it.
As for collecting herbs, it was naturally Xiao Fan who heard the lie that the mouse-bearded monk claimed to be a person from the clinic and made up temporarily. I hope this person can be polite to him for the sake of his peers. If he had no choice, Xiao Fan
I don't want to turn against others.
"Monster Beast? Are there any monsters in Yunluo Mountain that can hurt people? I rarely heard of them..."
The mouse-beard monk was immediately a little skeptical.
Xiao Fan had a thought in his mind, thinking of telling him what kind of monster it hurt him, but the mouse-bearded monk said to himself: "You are here to collect herbs too? Which clinic's friend are you?"
Xiao Fan couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that there are many medical clinics in Jinzhou City as he said?
This is unexpected. As far as Xiao Fan knows, both a clinic and a doctor are rare in the cultivation world. Will the rules become different here?
"Senior, I'm not a pharmacy, or a first-level casual cultivator..."
Xiao Fan once again emphasized his identity as a casual cultivator, so that the mouse would not require the monk to constantly dig into the bottom line. Zhenren Xiao is not good at lying.
I don’t know if Xiao Fan’s strategy is very correct, or if the mouse-bearded monk did not take him seriously at all, a low-level disciple in Qi training stage. As expected, he no longer asked about his master’s origin, and frowned and said:
"Young man, it seems that you are seriously injured... Come on, I'll give you a pulse!"
As he said that, without waiting for Xiao Fan to say anything, he stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Fan's wrist and placed three fingers on Xiao Fan's wrist.
Xiao Fan immediately mobilized the remaining true energy magic power in his body to protect his heart.
Although the mouse monk did not seem to be malicious, Xiao Fan had to be extra cautious at this moment. If someone really suppressed his pulse, it would be very troublesome.
"Well. Fortunately, it's better than I expected, but I still need some good conditioning..."
The mouse-bearded monk shook his head and said.
Xiao Fan was secretly funny.
In this situation, it was "not bad"? Although I deliberately concealed my injuries, the pulse technique of this mouse-bearing monk was too ordinary. It may be too arbitrary to say that he is a quack doctor, but it is certain.
He can't be a good doctor.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, today I met my Lao Hu, you are lucky. Since you are a casual cultivator nearby, Chang'an Hall in Jinzhou City. You must have heard of it? It is the top medical clinic in Jinzhou City that ranks first.
.I, Hu Cheng, is a deacon in Baicao Garden in Chang'an Hall. There is a healing pill here, I will give it to you."
The mouse-bearded monk still ignored Xiao Fan's opinion and took out a jade bottle on his own. He poured out a bright red pill and handed it to Xiao Fan.
Although this person has a disgusting face and seems to be a bit domineering in his behavior, this action made Xiao Fan quite fond of him.
Doctors are kind.
Hu Cheng was able to give him elixirs. No matter what, he was kind-hearted.
"Thank you for giving the medicine for me."
Xiao Fan thanked him, took it with both hands, looked it briefly, opened his mouth, and took the pill. With his profound medical attainments, he could naturally tell at a glance that this pill was not too big.
Its effect is not poison, and it is still beneficial for healing injuries and diseases.
Seeing that Xiao Fan did not say anything, he swallowed the pill in front of him. Hu Cheng was also very satisfied. He reached out and stroked the rat whiskers three times, nodded, and said, "Well, a child can teach you...
Fellow Daoist Xiao, I tell you that your injury is not light, and this pill alone is far from enough. To cure your injury, you have to take medicine for at least several months. Hehe, I see your cultivation level
Not tall, and he is a casual cultivator, I'm afraid he is not rich, so he is quite shy, right?"
Xiao Fan couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Cooperating with this man is not only a doctor, but also a master of the prime minister, you can tell at a glance that he is a "poor ghost"?
However, Xiao Fan immediately suppressed his smile, nodded and said, "Senior, he is as wise as a torch, and he is no longer right."
Now is not a good time to show off your wealth, not to mention that Xiao Zhenren is always low-key and has no habit of showing off his wealth.
Hu Cheng couldn't help but frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, who told you to meet me? I'm so soft-hearted... Let's do it, go back with me. It just so happened that my Baicao Garden was a little tight in my hands these days.
, I see you are honest and honest, so I go back with me to help you see the medicine garden and take action. I will treat it as paying for the medicine. I will be responsible for curing your injuries."
Xiao Fan was really a little stunned now.
Why do you want to "catch strong men" again?
Fortunately, there seems to be no danger in catching the strong men this time. Hu Cheng doesn't look like a treacherous person. What he proposed is indeed a feasible strategy, which is a bit of a "work-for-relief". In short, you can help.
It's good that people do their work, they care about your food and treat them.
Several other disciples in the Qi training stage were also a little surprised when they heard Hu Cheng say this. The female cultivator at the Qi training stage was hesitant and said, "Master, this is not great, right? Although our Baicao Garden is short of manpower at the moment,
There is no need to be so hasty..."
While talking, he looked at Xiao Fan up and down. The implication was very clear. It was such a sick guy who was lying down all day long and was serving him. What else could he do?
Isn't this a burden?
Hu Cheng's face darkened and said, "What do you know? If I don't solve the manpower problem by myself, maybe the superiors will send someone to us. Are you happy to work with other brothers?"
When he heard this, the four disciples in the Qi training stage couldn't help but look at each other, and shook their heads at the same time.
"That's right. The guys in the front yard are more arrogant than the other. If they ask them to come to the medicine garden to help, then how can they work? They are all masters! Do they like to listen to what Master said?
Don’t talk about you little guys. At that time, you are still working, and they will receive rewards? It’s so good, why can you let them take such an advantage?”
Hu Cheng said, quite angry.
Several disciples in the Qi training stage nodded repeatedly and praised the master's wisdom together.
"How is it, Fellow Daoist Xiao, what do you think?"
"Senior, if I follow you, will I become a disciple?"
Xiao Fan asked cautiously.
"Add to Master?"
Hu Cheng "Aha" screamed strangely, stared at him with wide eyes, and the mouse fibres pouted, as if he had heard something particularly funny.
"Young student, you think so beautifully. You haven't done a whole day of serious work, so you'll think about good things first. It's not impossible to become a disciple, but you always have to show me some skills. I'm going to feel it.
You are really a crafty material, and you may be happy and accept it."
Looking at Hu Cheng's arrogant look, it seems that many people cried and shouted to worship him.
Speaking of which, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building is not a big deal in the world of cultivation, but in the eyes of mortals, he is an amazing super master. It is natural to be worshipped by countless people.
I heard that there was no need to be a disciple, Xiao Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There was gold under the knees of a man, and Xiao Fan did not want to kowtow to a monk inexplicably in the early stage of foundation building. However, he pretended to be quite disappointed on his face, so as not to act too much.
I was happy that it would have hit Hu Cheng's self-esteem too much.
"How is it, young man, have you decided?"
Hu Cheng seemed to lack patience, and when he saw Xiao Fan being slow, he suddenly became anxious.
Xiao Fan reluctantly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I will follow the instructions of you."
Xiao Fan’s top priority is to find a place to recover from his injuries as soon as possible. Instead of finding a place with rich spiritual energy in the mountains and wilderness that he was completely unfamiliar with, it would be better to follow Hu Cheng to see the Jinzhou City Hospital he said.
.If you can use the signboard of Chang'antang Medical Center to provide protection, it is best.
Healing injuries alone in the mountains and wild is not very safe.
Besides, the spiritual veins with rich spiritual energy must have been divided up by other monks long ago. If you want to find them, you can only find those not-so-good spiritual veins, but in that case, the injury will inevitably be delayed.
Therefore, Xiao Fan made a decision in an instant.
When Hu Cheng heard this, he immediately grinned and laughed, saying, "Okay, you are really smart enough and know what kind of decision is right... Come on, there are three pills here, you can take them first and take them every day.
One. Just think it is the gift I gave you."
As he said that, he simply stuffed the jade bottle into Xiao Fan's hand, which seemed very sincere.
Xiao Fan thanked and accepted it, and his face showed a proper gratitude.
Hu Cheng was also very satisfied with this, and once again treated Xiao Fan's pulse and said, "It seems that you don't have the strength to control your own weapon. I'll take you for a while!"
A big red gourd from his waist, pulled out the plug, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nose. Hu Cheng raised his neck, took a few sips, wiped his mouth, and praised the "good wine".
The big red wine gourd was thrown into the air and turned into a size of about a meter.
Hu Cheng raised his hand, Xiao Fan felt that his body suddenly became light and was sent to the big red gourd. Hu Cheng gently tapped his feet and also got on the gourd, standing in front, holding his hands in his chest, muttering something in his mouth
With a "swoosh", the big red gourd flew towards the east.
Several disciples in the Qi training stage followed one after another by controlling their weapons.
The speed is naturally extremely slow.
Xiao Fan didn't care about these things, leaned on the gourd, using his skills to refine the medicinal power.
Of course, the main thing to refine is a spiritual medicine that I took raw. The pill given by Hu Cheng would at most serve as an auxiliary effect.
It’s better than nothing. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!