Eighteen handyman disciples died within a month?!

Isn't this exactly the number of their new batch of handyman disciples?

Li Yongnian was a little shocked and surprised.

From the conversation between the two brothers, he knew that what Deacon Wang had said before to deceive them was just nonsense.

Why can't we count the number of handymen who have died in the past thirty years? If it hadn't been for the death of eighteen handymen in the previous month, newcomers like them would not have had the chance to enter the Medical Immortal Valley.

"These people in the Immortal Sect really don't take the lives of mortals seriously. Eighteen servants died one after another. No, if you include Sun Erhu inside, the number should be nineteen now."

"Nineteen handymen died one after another, and they didn't even bother to report it. It felt like a few ants died, and they didn't take it to heart at all."

Li Yongnian sighed in his heart, once again truly experiencing the desolation and powerlessness of a mortal in this world whose lives are like ants.

However, from the few memory fragments of his predecessor, Li Yongnian also understood that even if they knew that Jingyitan was not a good place to go, if they entered, they would likely escape death and there would be no possibility of getting out.

But for the ten taels of money to settle down, and the three hundred taels of ten-year contract, they would still be vying to break in.

For no other reason than to enter the Medical Immortal Valley so that I can have enough to eat, and at the same time, I can earn some living money for my family members outside, so that they can live a better life outside.

After all, in Li Yongnian's memory, the living environment in the world outside Medical Immortal Valley was even more cruel. In every village, people would starve to death at home almost every few days.

Many people even want to risk their lives and earn a little money for their families, but they don't have the chance yet.

If Li Yongnian had not stood out among hundreds of competitors due to his youth and strength, and was chosen by the immortal steward who selected the handyman disciples, he might still be hungry outside the mountains now.

"Forget it, I'll take care of myself now. Since I can't change the world now, I should try to adapt to it."

"For me, this Jingyi Pond is definitely a geomantic treasure. From now on, I'd better stay here and do odd jobs, and improve my strength bit by bit. In this world of monks, the law of the jungle is after all, and it's extremely dangerous.

If you are so strong, you will die if you go out."

Sensing that the two outer disciples outside had stopped talking, Li Yongnian slowly withdrew his spiritual thoughts with deep feelings in his heart.

At this time, Huang Jia and Liu Laoxian also returned from the back hall, but Sun Erhu, who was carried into the Jingyitan by them, was nowhere to be seen.

After entering the room, both of them looked a little gloomy and uneasy. They were no longer in the mood to chat and amuse themselves with Li Yongnian. They sat at the previous table and chairs and remained silent.

Seeing them like this, Li Yongnian naturally would not take the trouble to talk to them. He just sat aside and silently experimented with the medical technique of looking at qi that he had just mastered.

Huang Jia and Liu Laoxian, who were sitting opposite him with their heads down, were undoubtedly his best experimental subjects.

"Gather your soul with your eyes to observe the aura of disease!"

"The two groups of black mist like dark clouds above the heads of Huang Jia and Liu Laoxian should be the disease qi mentioned in the qi-watching technique, right?"

"The disease qi is like mist, rising three feet above the head, and the qi is as black as ink, making it difficult for ordinary doctors to cure."

"According to the description in "The Preliminary Interpretation of Qi in the Way of Medicine", it seems that Huang and Liu are not very far away from the point where Qi is as black as ink."

Li Yongnian analyzed and judged the illness on the heads of Huang Jia and Liu Laoxian one by one, and quickly came to a preliminary conclusion.

According to the current trend of illness, Huang Jia may not survive more than half a year. Although Liu Laoxian's condition is better, he can only live three or two months longer than Huang Jia.

They are two dying people again. Even if they are not possessed by demons, they will not live for more than a year.

Li Yongnian shook his head slightly. Just now, he was thinking about finding an opportunity to punish these two people quietly, but his thoughts faded away in an instant.

There is nothing to argue with the two dying people. As long as they don't provoke me again in the future, let them be.

Li Yongnian slowly narrowed his eyes. Through the experience of looking at qi with Huang Jia and Liu Laoxian, his understanding of "The Preliminary Interpretation of qi-seeing in Medicine" unknowingly deepened a bit.

At the same time, he also understood better that when the mortal servants disposed of the contamination from the lesions extracted from the practitioners in the Pure Medical Pond, although the risk of being possessed by demons was much lower than that of the practitioners, over the years, they were contaminated by the lesions.

The risk will be greatly increased.

Those who are physically stronger can survive for a few more years, and may really have a chance to survive the ten-year period and get out. However, after they get out, they will be seriously ill and their lives will not last long.

As for those with weaker bodies, let alone ten years, they may not be able to hold on for even one or two years and will die of illness here.

"The old guard brother said it right. If an ordinary handyman disciple wants to live for ten years, he must work hard to practice the exercises given by the immortal sect, pay attention to maintaining and tempering his own Qi, blood, muscles and bones, and resist the invasion of disease Qi.

, is the real way to survive.”

Li Yongnian glanced at Huang and Liu again, and found that the power of Qi and blood on their bodies was not dispersed, and their arms and muscles were much thicker than ordinary people. It was obvious that they had specially practiced martial arts.

It's just that their Qi and blood cultivation levels are extremely limited. Li Yongnian secretly made a comparison and found that their Qi and blood strength did not even reach one-fiftieth of Li Yongnian's own Qi and blood strength. No wonder they were sick.

The air is lingering, and dark clouds cover the sky.

Buzz!

With a soft sound, the fine sand in the hourglass behind Huang Jia fell away. Without any hesitation, Huang Jia said hello to Liu Laoxian and got up and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Liu Laoxian looked back at the hourglass behind him and found that one-tenth of the time had not yet been finished. After letting out a breath, he seemed a little unable to hold back and began to take the initiative to talk to Li Yongnian.

"This little brother, um, his surname is Li, right? Yes, brother Li!"

After blinking for a long time, he didn't think of Li Yongnian's name. Liu Laoxian didn't feel embarrassed and directly addressed him as Brother Li and said:

"I never heard you say just now, which brand name is the Jingyitan you are responsible for, Xuanzi or Huangzi?"

Li Yongnian did not speak, but casually flashed the pass token around his waist, revealing the four words "Di Zi No. 1" engraved on it.

Liu Laoxian lowered his head and glanced, his expression couldn't help but change: "Di Zi No. 1?!"

Hiss!

The sound of gasping for air came from between Liu Laoxian's mouth and nose. He looked up at Li Yongnian, his eyes full of pity and surprise.

"I really didn't expect that it was the first time I washed the Yangyan Pestle in the No. 1 Jingyi Pond, and you came out so quickly, and you seemed to be in good spirits. You are really a formidable person."

"The three of us made fun of you earlier, just for fun. We didn't mean any harm at all. Please don't take it to heart."

Seeing that Li Yongnian had not spoken, and knowing that Li Yongnian was probably still holding a grudge before they made a bet with him, Liu Laoxian quickly explained:

"In fact, if you don't know anything and you actually sit here, we will promptly remind you and you will not be punished."

"We are all living a miserable life without tomorrow. We should take care of each other. Do you think this is the right thing to do?"

Li Yongqiang nodded lightly. Although he didn't believe it at all, he didn't refute it. Anyway, it was just his opinion, good or bad, so just let him say it.

Seeing that Li Yongnian still had no interest in talking to him, Liu Laoxian still didn't understand what Li Yongnian meant, so he smiled and stopped talking.

at this time.

The footsteps outside the door came again, and the handyman disciples from behind completed the current washing task and came to the demon elimination room for inspection.

However, most of these people looked a little numb. They were not as talkative and unwilling to be lonely as Liu Laoxian before. After coming in, these handymen almost didn't say anything, and they just drank tea and found a chair to sit on.

Next, silently waiting for the leaking quicksand to clear up.

In comparison, Li Yongnian, a silent gourd with a dull head, is not so different.

Mental numbness, physical fatigue, and a dislike of communicating with others are the mental states that a normal handyman should have.

Li Yongnian mingled among the crowd, silently observing the clouds of illness above the heads of these new handyman disciples.

Sure enough, it was the same as he had guessed before.

The stronger the qi and blood of the handyman disciples, the relatively thinner the disease qi on the top of the head. However, it is only relative. Staying in a place like Jingyitan, you have to deal with different lesions and filth every day. Almost every person has to deal with different lesions and filth.

The tops of the heads of the handymen's heads were all gray-black or pitch black.

This indicates that the disease has entered the body and the roots of the disease have been deeply rooted, all of which are short-lived.

Once again, Li Yongnian began to rejoice in his heart about the good luck he had received today. Otherwise, he would have been like these handyman disciples, with a short life and a bad end. I have been working as a handyman in the Medical Immortal Valley for thirty years.
Chapter completed!