It didn't take Yu Ci to meet Mr. Qingsong for a long time.

Mr. Qingsong is a middle-aged man with a clear face, with a large skeleton and a thin side. He sat on a chair, calm and composed, in line with people's imagination of famous doctors. He had just received a patient and looked a little tired between his eyebrows and eyes, but when he saw Yu Ci and the others come in, he smiled and nodded, looking very kind.

Yu Ci naturally would not really think that this person is really a kind-hearted person. He thinks that Mr. Qingsong's cultivation is more eye-catching. This number one person in Changqing Sect is a real Buxu cultivation level. The energy and energy are retracted and released, which seems to be able to penetrate the texture of humans, which puts a lot of pressure on people.

"This is my friend Lu Dun."

With Mr. Qingsong's Buxu cultivation, facing two Chinese monks, it is normal to use an elder's tone. Then he asked: "This is..."

"family."

Yu Ci's answer was simple and ambiguous. The word "family" is not wrong, whether it is a servant or a relative, but Mr. Qingsong's expression was slightly moved.

After looking at Lu Qing carefully, I saw that the female cultivator was dressed simply and her eyebrows were drooping. She was indeed a maid. The status and status of a person are often seen in the details. Mr. Qingsong thought that his vision was good, and he could not see any flaws of the female cultivator. He only felt that this woman naturally stood behind Yu Ci, and did not have any power to dominate the master because of her cultivation level of two levels. On the contrary, the two people were in harmony and had close relationships, so they were obviously used to it.

To be honest, when the two have different cultivation levels, Lu Qing’s identity as a maid is really called a person. But once people believe it, people’s ideas will naturally go in a certain direction. For example, the young masters and sons of a big family…

This topic was not in-depth. After all, Yu Ci was not the only one who came to seek medical treatment today. Mr. Qingsong quickly began to diagnose and treat the injury. After the injury was tested, he also showed some surprise: "This is a demon poison, and it contains magical powers, which is very lively. It is rare for a friend to suppress it on his legs and prevent it from spreading, but in this way, the pressure here will be greater."

His fingertips passed through Yu Ci's left leg, hitting several acupoints, observing the reaction, and then shook his head slightly: "This poisonous injury should have been about ten days, and it has penetrated the bone marrow. It is just that my friend has blocked and stopped the loss, and he has a body of Xuanmen Qi, which is full of vitality, so he maintains the mechanism of the leg. It can be cured, but it is difficult to treat!"

Yu Ci gave him face and said, "Mr. I beg for the wonderful hands."

Mr. Qingsong gently picked up his beard under his chin: "I have two treatment methods: 'medicine' and 'skills', each with its advantages and disadvantages. Please think carefully."

"Please explain in detail by the sect leader."

"This medicine is actually mainly based on medicine. The method of using acupuncture and knife is used to force out most of the toxins first. Those that are entangled with the body should be washed slowly with the medicine. This method is good at conditioning, both medical and nursing, and does not damage the body's functions. It will last for a long time and need to adjust the prescriptions at all times according to the condition. It will take about a year to complete."

Mr. Qingsong confessed that he could see from his words that perhaps the sequelae of this method was the least, but it took a long time to make him slaughter it. If the money was spent like water, or if it was being used for some so-called "human work", it was really endless.

Yu Ci didn't have this kind of patience, and he didn't have a year to squander it? He asked: "So what if you use skills?"

"The technique is simple, and there are many methods. The witch, Tao, ghost and other methods can be used. They come and go violently, damage the body, and the consequences are difficult to measure. For example, a poison-eating ghost in our sect can penetrate into your injured leg and eat toxins, but it will also erode the essence, blood and vitality. Maybe the poison will disappear, and the leg will shrink and become disabled. For example, if the witch sacrifices to eliminate it, it may disrupt people's minds; if the spirit talisman is washed, the vital energy conflicts, and the whole leg will be blown up..."

Yu Ci nodded, knowing that Mr. Qingsong did not lie to him without falsely speaking.

Seeing that he could still be called calm, Mr. Qingsong was a little impressed, and remembered something again, and said, "I'm also very curious. What is the method of suppressing demon poison? Is it a 'medicine' or 'technique'?"

Yu Ci looked at him and smiled and said, "It's probably 'skill'."

"This technique is very wonderful. If my friend wants it, I would be willing to exempt 50% of the medical treatment and get this technique."

Yu Ci didn't expect that Mr. Qingsong was interested in the Tianhe Prayer Mantra. However, this person was probably disappointed. Although the Tianhe Prayer Mantra was magical, its ability to perform such an effect was also closely related to Yu Ci's own creation of its seed true talisman and using it as one of the foundations of the "Tianyuan Native Golden Talisman".

The fact is: due to the resonance of the vitality caused by the coordination of the qi mechanism, any talisman in the "Flying Stars of the Heavens" talisman method will have a considerable amplification effect in Yu Ci's hands. The same jade talisman made by Yu Ci is completely in two levels in his hands and in others' hands.

As for the more realistic level, Yu Ci would not let this talisman related to the secret techniques of Shangqing Sect flow out easily.

Just looking at Yu Ci's expression, Mr. Qingsong knew the result. He remained silent and said: "Young friend, don't have to rush to make a decision. You can think carefully about what treatment methods to use. As for the treatment of the doctor, you are not in a hurry for the time being."

This is to see off the guests. Yu Ci thanked him and said goodbye to Lu Qing.

After leaving the cave and walking for a while, Yu Ci smiled: "According to his words, if you use 'art', you're better off yourself."

"If you take medicine..."

The image of the black robe flashed through Yu Ci's mind first, then Qiongqi, and finally he could only shake his head: "Where is time?"

Speaking of this, he thought that with demon poison on his body, his practice would definitely be affected. If he had been truly cured for the past year, he would have no progress in a year and even had to go backwards. This would be unacceptable in any case. After all, he should use the original preparation method.

After wandering around for a long time, they actually returned to the starting point. Both of them were helpless, especially Lu Qing. She was silent and didn't know what she was thinking. At the same time, she pushed the car down and walked down. On the way, she was meeting the next group of people who came to seek medical treatment, with seven or eight. There were a person holding a white towel in the middle and covering her mouth. Both sides passed by. Yu Ci also heard the coughing sound of the man.

When I glanced at it, I saw that these people were tall, cold, and had no squinting eyes. The one in the center was thin, hidden in the crowd, and covered her face, unable to see her face clearly. Yu Ci and Lu Qing didn't care. None of them could be invited to be specially invited by Qingsong to treat her here. None of them was a simple person, and the disease she had suffered was also very difficult. Is it interesting to be seen by someone half dead and seeking medical treatment?

The two of them rested in the temporary cave arranged by Changqing Gate. In fact, according to Yu Ci's wishes, they just left directly, but Lu Qing seemed to want to take a look again. Yu Ci had nothing to do about this.

Just as we were discussing this matter, the foot suddenly shook, with a huge amplitude, which bounced up all the four-wheeled truck carrying Yu Ci, and then there was a deafening explosion of air.

The situation suddenly broke out and there was no sign of warning. The caves dug out were shaking, as if they were collapsed. Yu Ci and the others stopped and frowned, observing the changes in their energy, but they did not rush to go out.

At this time, I heard someone shouting outside: "The old thief Qingsong is dead!"

Immediately afterwards, someone scolded: "The thief wants to mess with people's hearts..."

Some people behind them called the assassination of the thief to be executed, some said that the enemy surrounded the enemy, and some said that there was a sudden movement in the graveyard of the resentful spirit, and they rushed past and made a mess.

Yu Ci and Lu Qing looked at each other. They both had special sensing methods. Naturally, they knew that Mr. Qingsong above was still there, but the energy had several huge fluctuations, but what happened? At this moment, someone called: "The old thief must be seriously injured after ate seven or eight explosion spirit witches...ah!"

The man then screamed, and Qingsong's voice followed: "The clown jumping, dares to be fooled..."

The original word "Yan" became the "yin" sound, and the ending sound was hoarse. However, at this time, the movements outside also disappeared.

Yu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, and the picture of the sacred god had already been opened in the void in his heart, but due to Qingsong, a strong man with Buxu's cultivation, the entire picture could not be opened. He could only put together those fragmentary perspectives. However, around Qingsong, a living creature except him, could not see the truth at all.

When he turned to the periphery again, Qingsong sneered inside Buxu's haze: "It's ridiculous and self-esteem!"

The mutation ended with this sentence. It was like a relatively "pure" assassination operation, and after a wave, there was nothing else.

At this time, a monk from Changqing Sect finally entered the cave where the incident occurred. From their perspective, Yu Ci "sees" Mr. Qingsong again. From these perspectives, he could not see any obvious injuries. He didn't even change his seat. His face was still a faint tiredness, but there was a piece of flesh and blood limbs in front of him. The color was blue, and it must be dyed with poison. The surrounding rock walls were scraped off again, and not to mention the decorations in the cave, they all burst.

Yu Ci "sees" and Mr. Qingsong sighed again and nodded to the monk who came in: "The third patient is a dead soldier who controls the Explosive Spirit Witch, and wants to die with me and be killed by me. But this place cannot be guarded anymore, so let's go back."

go back?

The fact is that this order was issued at an extremely fast speed. When Yu Ci and Lu Qing left the cave, the cultivator of Changqing Sect had abandoned the temporary station and retreated to the main city of Huayan. He only sent someone to inform Yu Ci and other patients who came to seek medical treatment, saying that there was something changed in the sect, and Mr. Qingsong was unable to diagnose and treat it recently, and he was very sorry.

As for Mr. Qingsong, he boarded a sealed lizard car and was surrounded by monks in the door, and never showed up again.

In just a quarter of an hour, this temporary station, which was dug at the edge of the vengeful spirit cemetery, was empty and hard to see, leaving only a mess.

Yu Ci touched her chin, as if she was thinking, but in fact, she had already expanded her strength to the fullest, taking everything around her into her control. Naturally, he would not miss the Changqing Gate.

This smell is so strange.
Chapter completed!