Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 299 Discussion (Part 2)

  Qian Xiaoyun's expression changed, and he couldn't hide it from Zhou Jia, so he smiled lightly and said:

"rest assured."

   "The medical skills of the senior wine doctor may not be invincible near the capital, but they are definitely among the best."

"Um…"

   He glanced at the other party, Fang whispered:

   "Most of the elders are mavericks, and it's normal to have a different style of work from others."

  The person in front of him is a bit sloppy, but his medical skills are absolutely brilliant, even Li Guxin highly admires him, and his words are rarely matched.

  Qian Xiaoyun nodded yes.

   "Hey..." The wine doctor rolled his eyes when he heard this:

   "I just like good wine and don't like to take care of myself. It's a pity that some people always don't like it. They like to make trouble for the old masters. They simply don't stay there, and they are happy."

   "Hic..."

  He hiccupped and said:

   "If that little fellow Xiao Zhengqing hadn't begged hard and promised to provide me with drinks for half a year, the old man might not be willing to make a move. That kid, come over and let me have a look."

   As he spoke, he waved to Huo Zhen.

   "Yes." Qian Xiaoyun nudged Huo Zhen:

   "Go and meet senior."

  Huo Zhen stepped forward timidly, bowed to the other party, and before he straightened up, the wine doctor pulled him closer and opened his teeth for a closer look.

   "Uh...uh..."

"what!"

   "Don't move around."

   "Turn around and look at your back."

  After a while of rough handling as if treating an animal, the wine doctor slowly stopped his movements, his face pondering.

   "Senior." Qian Xiaoyun tensed up and asked cautiously:

"How about it?"

   "I advise you not to treat her." The wine doctor glanced at her and said casually:

   "It's useless to cure it, just take good care of it. With your family background and environment, it is enough for him to enjoy his old age in peace."

   "What do you mean, senior?" Qian Xiaoyun clenched his hands and showed an angry expression:

   "Zhen'er is my son, I will never give up no matter what!"

   "Hey..." The wine doctor sneered:

   “There are always people who don’t want to face reality.”

  He sat up straight, pointed at Huo Zhen, and said:

   "This doll shouldn't be too small. Look at his body shape, eyes, and IQ. Does he look like an adult?"

   "The voice is second. He is congenitally damaged, and it is impossible for him to really grow up in his lifetime."

   This is so blunt that you almost call your son a fool.

  Qian Xiaoyun's delicate body flickered.

  How could she not know about Huo Zhen's situation, but she always had a glimmer of hope in her heart, and she was still unwilling to give up.

   "When you gave birth to him, you must have encountered some difficulties?"

  The wine doctor spoke slowly:

   "That's all. In the next few years, this child should also spend time in ups and downs. Even adults may not be able to bear such days."

"a child…"

  He shook his head lightly:

   "It's fate to be alive."

   "To tell you the truth, there are still treatments for throat problems, but the medicinal materials are expensive, and even if they are cured, they are useless."

  A fool, even if he can talk, is still ‘Yahahahah’, meaningless.

  As a famous doctor, the wine doctor has seen many chronic illnesses in the world, life and death, and he doesn't feel anything about the situation in front of him.

  Too many people, even living is very difficult.

  This child suffered a lot in the early years, but now he has a good family background, no worries about food and clothing, and living under the love of his parents is enough for many people to envy.

people,

   Be content.

  Qian Xiaoyun didn't think so.

  Hearing the words, his face was pale, and his eyes glistened with tears. He only felt that he had caused the child, and his heart was full of self-blame and grief.

   "Dengdengdeng..."

  At this time, there was a rush of footsteps.

  Jiao Yuhua went upstairs, saw Qian Xiaoyun at a glance, and rushed over angrily:

   "Sister Qian, what's the matter with you?"

   "The genius doctor finally spared time to diagnose and treat people. You don't stay here, but just walk around. Don't you want to treat illnesses?"

   "Sister Jiao." Qian Xiaoyun hurriedly got up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes:

   "Does the genius doctor have time? I don't know. There has been no movement these days. Brother Zhou just introduced a famous doctor, so I just..."

   "Famous doctor?" Jiao Yuhua interrupted her, looked sideways at the sloppy wine doctor, and immediately showed disdain:

   "This kind of famous doctor?"

   "There are plenty over the broken bridge hole in the south of the city!"

  The broken bridge hole is a gathering place for beggars in Taiping Prefecture. Many homeless people stay there, and it is also the poorest place.

   Obviously.

  She doesn't believe that the wine doctor has superb medical skills at all, and there is a high probability that he is a liar.

   "Sister Jiao, that's not the case." Qian Xiaoyun waved his hands hastily:

"That…"

   "Should I take Zhen'er back now?"

   "Go back now?" Jiao Yuhua rolled his eyes:

   "It's late, wait for the next batch!"

"what!"

  Qian Xiaoyun froze.

   "Hey..." The wine doctor staggered and stood up from his seat, showing disdain:

   "Genius doctor?"

"Ah!"

  He snorted lightly, without further explanation, and walked towards the stairs crookedly, ignoring other people's intentions at all.

  Zhou Jia glanced at Qian Xiaoyun who was at a loss, nodded to her, and gave her a word of advice, and went downstairs to the wine doctor first.

   "Senior."

   "I don't know how to cure my friend's child's throat. If possible, can you write down the prescription?"

   "Wait!" The wine doctor waved:

   "Let Xiao Zhengqing pick it up from me tomorrow."

"Yes."

  Zhou Jia nodded.

  ...

  Qian Xiaoyun came to the inn in despair. The inn was no longer as lively as it used to be, and the women who came to see the doctor had already left in sevens and eighties.

   "They have all seen the miracle doctor. Some of them got the prescription and went back to decoct it. Some of them were cured directly by the magic doctor. Naturally, they all went back."

  Jiao Yuhua glanced at her and said:

   "I came here early in the morning to inform you that Sister Qian was not here, and I finally asked where you were going. Obviously, it was too late."

   "Your sister." Qian Xiaoyun bowed his head, his voice was low:

   "I'll continue to wait, the origin stone for accommodation is still affordable."

   "It has to be like this!" Jiao Yuhua snorted softly, glanced at Qian Xiaoyun who looked lonely, frowned, and couldn't help saying:

   "That's a liar, don't get distracted by the liar's words, you'll know the tricks of a miraculous doctor after you've seen a miraculous doctor."

"Yes."

  Qian Xiaoyun should be.

  She doesn't think the wine doctor is a liar, and with Zhou Jia's identity and strength, how can the people he invites be ordinary.

   Moreover, the other party pointed out the cause of Huo Zhen's illness in just a few sentences, and her eyesight was the best among the doctors she had seen in these years.

even.

  Maybe the genius doctor here is not as good as him.

   But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart after all.

just in case…

   "Dare to ask."

   "Is this the place to wait for the doctor's consultation?"

  A timid voice interrupted her thoughts.

  Looking back, a young woman with extraordinary appearance and temperament is standing in front of the door with a package on her back, looking vigilantly.

"Yes."

  Jiao Yuhua's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him:

   "My sister is here to see a doctor?"

   "What a coincidence it came!"

   She slapped her thigh and said:

   "Genius doctors don't often ask for consultations. Today I just closed the door to thank guests. If my sister came over earlier, maybe I could meet again."

   "Ah!" The woman showed regret:

   "Then what to do?"

   "It's okay." Jiao Yuhua pulled her into the inn:

   "There are still patients waiting here, this is Sister Qian, don't worry, wait a few days for consultation with the genius doctor, and then go together."

   "Remember, don't run around, or it will be bad if you miss it."

   "Yes." The woman responded, and looked at Qian Xiaoyun again:

   "Is my sister also here to see a doctor?"

   "Yes." Qian Xiaoyun raised his spirits, nodded towards the other party, showing goodwill:

   "My name is Qian Xiaoyun, what is my sister's name?"

   "My name is Xiang Fang!"

  ...

   Close the door.

  The expression on Qian Xiaoyun's face gradually softened.

  'Something is wrong! '

  ‘That girl named Xiang Fang, something is wrong! '

  She is not a rich woman who was raised in a gentle village and does not understand the world, but a strong woman who has been in the market and has been in business for more than ten years.

   After a little contact, you will feel something is wrong.

  The girl named Xiang Fang has vigilant eyes and tense body. She doesn't look like a patient at all, but an assassin looking for revenge.

   Not only Xiang Fang.

  The two women who came later, although they concealed it very well, both had weapons on their bodies, and their cultivation was even more impressive, completely different from the previous patients.

  What are they here for?

   Shaking her head, she stopped thinking about it.

  No matter what these people do, it has nothing to do with her. She just wants to let the genius doctor see a doctor, and she will go back no matter whether it succeeds or not.

  The grievances and hatreds here have nothing to do with me.

  As for Jiao Yuhua's greed, as long as he can see a famous doctor, spending more money is nothing.

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  Three altars ask questions!

  Zhou Jia caressed the scroll in his hand, with a sigh.

  This practice is what the legendary sorcerer Colin has been obsessing over, and it is also the only method in the Xuantian Union that prohibits communication with foreigners.

   It was made by the holy monk of Yanfa exhausted before his death.

   recorded,

   is the practice method of the silver realm.

   Even he, in order to obtain this merit, needs to swear an oath in front of a strange mask, not to teach it to others without permission.

   "Hoo..."

  Calm down, Zhou Jia slowly unfolded the scroll.

   "The heart has an orifice, and things have a form..."

  Just taking a look, he frowned, and subconsciously looked at the cover of the book again.

  The sage of Yanfa is different from other people in Buddhism. Whether it is speaking or writing, he is never clouded by clouds and mist, but has something to say.

  How to practice and how to act, detailed and specific, lest others will not learn it.

  As for the questioning method in the three altars, it changed from the past, and spent a lot of space to explain the theory of martial arts, as if to verify something.

   Eyes flickered, Zhou Jia looked down again, gradually immersed in it.

  Long time.

"Well…"

  Zhou Jia frowned, thoughtful.

   "According to the Yanfa Saint Monk, the cultivation of the silver realm involves existences such as illusory souls and true spirits."

   "The so-called Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and God are to strengthen the soul of a person, and the physical body is secondary."

   "The stronger the soul, the more essence, energy, and spirit the body can carry, and the stronger the cultivation base and strength will naturally become."

   "Until, the soul transforms."

"Then…"

   "Certified to be gold!"

   Zhou Jia's breathing became short of breath, and the veins on his hands were bulging.

   There has never been a method that can allow people to prove gold. Even the workers who have studied for so many years have never touched the door.

   And the holy monk of Yanfa...

   In this three-altar questioning method, the golden realm was definitely mentioned.

   It’s no wonder that it’s just a remnant and incomplete method, and the Xuantian Union still hides it and doesn’t allow it to communicate with other races.

pity!

  Yanfa himself did not prove silver and passed away early. Everything is deduced, and there are many mistakes and omissions.

   This is inevitable.

  During the Dalin Dynasty at that time, there were only a few Baiyin, and the experience that could be provided to Yanfa was limited.

   Coupled with the lack of time, it is inevitable.

   "Shenqiao?"

  Crossing the scroll, Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

  According to the Three Altar Questions, everyone should have a divine orifice, and once connected to it, the cultivation base can be greatly increased.

  So the first step in practice is to calm the mind.

   The theory seems good.

  However, it can be seen from the following notes that many people in the Xuantian Union's Baiyin later did not follow the oracle established by the method.

   It was not brought up until later.

  Shenqiao.

  It may not be an entity, but a kind of illusory existence, and everyone is different, and each ethnic group is also different.

   Even, there may be more than one orifice.

"Hey!"

  Zhou Jia sighed softly:

   "Silver's way forward is cut off, and everyone is groping forward in it. Even if it becomes a second-tier silver, it is mostly a coincidence."

   "No wonder, extension method is so important."

   Created a practice method from scratch, and the extension method is the first. It can be said that he has driven the entire Dalin Dynasty's practice world with his own power.

   "Huh!"

   As the breeze swayed, Zhou Jia made a formula with both hands, his thoughts surged like flowing water, and his energy and spirit followed the exercises described, falling into deep comprehension.

  Calm your mind!

  Although there are quite a few silver people saying that this method is ineffective and a waste of time, they still have to give it a try.

  The sea of ​​consciousness is dark, the consciousness is muddy, and there are only a few stars flickering.

  Shenqiao.

   Missing.

   Just when he was about to give up, his heart suddenly moved, his mind floated up, and he 'looked' at the source star floating above the sea of ​​consciousness.

  Shenqiao?

   Illusory existence?

  The origin star seems to be the same, and the position of each origin star seems to have something special.

Maybe…

   Try it out?

   With a thought, a source star in the sea of ​​consciousness brightened.

  Dixiongxing: Dragon and Tiger!

   "Om..."

  The sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, and a hot current appeared on the physical body out of thin air. Just after taking the precious medicine, the already tired physical body was revived with vitality.

  Cultivated, he took a step forward silently.

   There is a door!

  At this moment, a warning came to mind, and Zhou Jia opened his eyes suddenly.

   "Shua!"

"Who?"

   With a flash of stature, avoiding a hidden weapon coming from outside the window, Tianpeng threw it out vertically and horizontally, and instantly turned into an afterimage and flew outward.

  ...

   "Shua!"

   "Swish Swish!"

  Two figures passed through the dark clouds and landed on the water one after the other.

"friend."

  Under the darkness of night, Zhou Jia looked at the visitor with a dignified expression:

   "In the middle of the night, what is the so-called seizing?"

   "Silver?" The visitor was tall and thin, his night clothes covered his cheeks, only a pair of cold eyes were exposed, his voice was hoarse, and he nodded slowly:

   "Sure enough, you have already proved silver."

   "Why..." Zhou Jia frowned:

"We know each other?"

  In an instant, all the silver powerhouses I have seen before flashed in my mind one by one, but none of them matched the image of the person in front of me.

   "Give and gesture!"

  The man in black reaches forward with one hand:

   "I want to see, how did you kill the leader of the oath?"

  (end of this chapter)