63.Chapter 63 Doing things in a high-profile manner, Zhu Ting sees you
63. Chapter 63 Doing things in a high profile, Zhu Ting pays homage
Author: Shanyang Xiaoqing
Chapter 63 Doing things in a high profile, Zhu Ting pays homage
Elder Bei, the leader of the four elders of the Sunflower Sect!
The Sunflower Sect is very different from other general sects. It is not well-known. It is an underground organization that is rarely known in the world, but is very powerful.
The original play didn't show it too directly, but you can see how terrifying it is from the side.
Bai Zhantang, who is second to last in martial arts in the sect, has become a world-famous thief saint and has attracted countless famous martial arts masters.
Three of the four elders are from well-known backgrounds, and are not people from the world or from the green forest.
Elder Dong once served as the general counsel of the Six Sects, Elder Xi was born in the Duan family of Dali, and Elder Nan was born in the 36th House of Southern Shaolin, and they are all highly skilled in martial arts.
Elder Bei is the only one who does not know martial arts, but he is the second eldest son of the other three elders. He has become the head of the four elders of the Sunflower Sect and has a respected status.
Is this the one in front of me?
Yan Ming looked at the other party carefully.
Elder Bei is already quite old, and his beard and hair are all white.
Now he is half-reclining on a soft pillow, looking exhausted, and he really doesn't seem to be able to do martial arts.
"This senior, who is also a close friend of the two of us, was poisoned by the rat poison of the twelve horoscopes not long ago, which hurt his inner being."
Next to him, Wen Zhongjun opened his mouth to introduce.
"Although the toxicity has been eradicated, the internal injuries are severe and difficult to recover. We have consulted many famous doctors, but they are all helpless."
After saying that, they looked at Yan Ming expectantly.
At the same time, the North elder also raised his eyelids and looked at Yan Ming.
But then he frowned and shook his head, showing great dissatisfaction.
In his opinion, what is the use of such a young man?
At such an age, he probably hasn't even mastered martial arts yet, so he doesn't have much hope.
I thought Aragon and Shi were a little sick and urgently sought medical treatment.
"OK!"
Yan Ming looked at it for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Then step forward.
"Senior, please excuse me."
Saying that, Yan Ming picked up Elder Bei's wrist, frowned slightly, and let a trace of internal energy flow in along the meridians.
In a matter of seconds, the internal energy had already circulated through the opponent's meridians, and Yan Ming could probably count it.
This Elder Bei really has no internal strength, his meridians are all raw, and he has obviously never learned martial arts.
This confirms the previous guess that the other party is the great elder of the Sunflower Sect!
Moreover, the internal injuries were indeed serious. The poison had been removed, but the internal injuries were still there.
If you are a warrior with a deep foundation, this is nothing. With your own martial arts and various elixirs, you should be able to recover at least half of it.
But the other party is an ordinary person with no martial arts foundation, so it is difficult to heal on his own.
Even if someone else inputs internal energy, it is difficult to have an effect. A small amount is useless, and a large amount is unbearable and will aggravate the injury.
Moreover, under the torture of internal injuries in the recent period, his mind and body have been exhausted to a certain extent, his vitality has been greatly damaged, and he has become even weaker.
Yan Ming tried to activate a trace of the mysterious and profound inner power of Shenzhao Gong.
After walking around along the opponent's meridians, it really works!
Yan Ming felt confident.
But there was no change on the surface, and he still frowned slightly.
"Um?"
The exhausted Elder Bei suddenly raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
The feeling this time was different from before. A warm current enveloped the pain in his body, and it seemed to be getting better.
Wen Zhongjun and Shi Weiyu had been watching nervously, and when they saw the reaction, they immediately beamed with joy!
"Little friend Yan, how are you?"
"I'm not sure, I can only try my best."
As he spoke, Yan Ming took a deep breath and began to activate the healing methods in the Shenzhao Sutra.
As the warm current spread, Elder Bei's expression of surprise grew stronger.
But the pain in his body was decreasing, and his mental state was slowly recovering.
Soon, Elder Bei's tired face regained its energy.
"Ah? It really works so well!"
Elder Bei looked at Yan Ming in disbelief.
Although he does not know martial arts, he has been in the Sunflower Sect for many years and has seen a lot, but he has never heard of such internal strength.
After a full quarter of an hour, Yan Ming finally let go of Elder Bei's wrist, exhaled a breath, and sat aside.
Yan Ming's face was full of exhaustion and he was slightly out of breath, as if he had spent a lot of internal energy.
Next to him, Elder Bei was completely different from before. He became more energetic, straightened his waist, and raised his hand.
“It’s actually much better!”
His speaking voice was also much louder than before.
"Very good!"
Wen Zhongjun and Shi Weiyu were surprised and happy.
After they heard about it, they originally thought of giving it a try, but they didn't expect that Yan Ming actually solved the problem!
"Oh, little friend Yan, thank you for your hard work."
Wen Zhongjun hurriedly reached out and took out a bottle of elixir and gave it to Yan Ming.
"This is a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill. Please accept it. Don't lose your vitality."
Not to be outdone, Shi Weiyu hurriedly took out a small box and handed it to Yan Ming.
"This is our Guangyun League's recovery elixir, Wuyuan Powder, given to Xiaoyou Yan."
"Then it's better for me to be respectful than obey my orders."
Yan Ming put the things away with a tired look on his face.
But my heart is already filled with joy.
The small amount of internal energy he had just consumed had no impact on him at all.
The healing method of activating the Shen Zhao Sutra was also at his fingertips.
But he is well aware of the principle of being low-key in life and high-profile in doing things, so he deliberately behaves a little harder.
Isn’t this the benefit that comes with it?
Yan Ming had heard of Qi Gathering Pill and Wuyuan Powder in Qixia Town. They are both precious elixirs that can quickly restore internal energy and strengthen the body!
For ordinary warriors, it is a life-saving thing at critical moments.
If this was placed outside, it would be impossible to buy it for more than a thousand taels of silver.
Yan Ming did not take it, but put the things away, but in the eyes of the two seniors, they got the wrong idea.
They both thought of it at the same time.
"He must think that these two elixirs are precious and are reluctant to take them now. Yes, we have also worked hard step by step from the lowest level of warriors and understand the feeling of cherishing and saving resources."
Thinking of this, the two couldn't help but recall their hard work back then, and felt pity in their hearts.
"Well, it's not easy for a grassroots warrior. This Yan Ming may have had adventures and high talents, but it must be inseparable from his own efforts. He must also be worried about resources. He is not even willing to take one more pill.
I want to save it for use when I hit the realm."
Thinking of this, the two looked at Yan Ming with more admiration.
"Having talent, perseverance, intelligence, and not appearing anxious, he is indeed a rare talent!"
But his thoughts were immediately brought back.
Elder Bei finally regained his energy, calmed down for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.
"I'm much better. Good guy, I'm so upset. Send me back quickly. I want to continue playing mahjong with those three bastards and win back everything I lost before!"
Yan Ming, Wen Zhongjun, and Shi Weiyu all had black lines on their faces.
Elder Bei is not young yet, so why is it that the first thing he thinks of when he is injured is playing mahjong?
But Yan Ming can understand it if he thinks about it.
In the original play, the Sunflower Sect was destroyed because the four elders were playing mahjong, and everyone was cheating. In the end, they got into a fight and died together.
Now Yan Ming can understand.
This addiction is indeed quite big.
"Elder Bei, please calm down for a moment!"
The two of them comforted each other for a few words, and then looked at Yan Ming with expressions of inquiry.
Yan Ming shook his head.
"It's not enough yet. This junior's internal strength is weak. This senior should settle down nearby first. He will need to be treated three times before the internal injuries can be completely eradicated."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
When Yan Ming said this, the two of them felt it was more reasonable and agreed immediately.
Elder Bei frowned, slightly dissatisfied.
"It still takes so long. My hands are itchy, please hurry up!"
"Juniors must try their best!"
Yan Ming agreed, but thought in his heart that he couldn't work in vain, since these people were all big shots, and they wouldn't mind if they got more benefits.
At the same time, inside Tongfu Inn.
Yan Ming and others left, and the lobby instantly became deserted again.
It is in sharp contrast to the Yihong Building diagonally opposite where there are people coming and going and an endless stream of diners.
With such a competitor, business has been taken away.
Tong Xiangyu stood at the door with an anxious face.
When the curtain on the backyard door was lifted, Bai Zhantang poked his head out and asked quietly.
"Did those people leave just now?"
"You've already left, why are you hiding?"
"I can't help but hide. My legs feel weak when I see them!"
Lao Bai finally walked out relieved.
Just then a figure walked to the door of Tongfu Inn.
"My guest is really discerning, please come in quickly..."
Shopkeeper Tong was just about to say hello when the man waved his hand and said in a deep voice.
"I'm here to find someone. Someone just said that Captain Yan is eating here. Is he here?"
Are you looking for Yan Ming again?
Bai Zhantang looked him over, and his eyes focused on the man's hands.
But fortunately he doesn't look like a member of the government.
"Captain Yan has to go out for something. Why don't you wait here for a while? He will be back soon."
The man thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"Let's do this. I'll go out for a walk. If he comes back, you can tell me and say goodbye to Zhu Ting."
"Okay, sir, please go slowly."
Bai Zhantang accompanied the smiling face and suddenly thought of it when he heard the name.