Juvenile Medical God

The madman, the dead wood Taoist, the two Emei masters played so darkly that the rest of the elders were alarmed, and they ended their retreat and rushed to mediate.

Even the real people of the Emei School’s head are also dispatched.

Haishu’s real name is Liu Haizhen, who is now less than 60 years old. As a martial artist, this age is still a golden age, which is a strong year. However, some people in the rivers and lakes in Pingchuan Province also noticed that there is also a "Haicang Taoist" in the Qingcheng School. I don't know what this person is related to Liu Haijun. I dare to use the same name as the head of the Emei School. .

When Liu Haiyan appeared, the battle between the mad scorpion and the old man of the deadwood was also over. This was ended by the persuasion and joint suppression of many elders.

For a guy like Nirvana, it’s really a headache to talk to him.

"The two are too elders, is this a joke to keep others from seeing our Emei people?" Liu Haijun's tone is very dull, but the plainness reveals a strong majesty, which is the majesty of a master.

Even these elders are too embarrassed to look up.

There is still a bit of arrogance in the madness, and he said: "It’s shameless that the old man of the dead wood eats a single food!"

“It’s all about medicinal herbs?” Liu Haiyan snorted. “It’s just for a few sacred buds. It’s just like making you messy. It’s just a joke. The two are elders, since this is you. If you come up with it, just go with me to explain to these rivers and lakes."

"Representation? To whom?" The mad moon and the old man of the dead wood at the same time.

"To explain to the people who participated in the market, the gangs have joined together. Now the gangs are united and send us a dignitary. I want to talk to this guy and invite him to participate in the next round of market transactions. For this request, we don’t Ok, refuse." Liu Haijun said the problem is now.

"Jointly ask us for someone?" The old man of the dead wood sneered, "What are these people? Actually dare to scatter in our Crush's site!"

"This group of people is really not something. However, their requirements are not excessive, so the two will go out with me to deal with it." Liu Hai said.

"But this kid is dead!"

"The man is dead, the body is still there." Liu Hai said, letting people take the pile of minced meat and Qin Lang's clothes together.

The group returned to Xianfeng Temple again.

Sure enough, a group of rivers and lakes in Pingchuan Province are still stranded in Xianfeng Temple, and you will see the scorpion who sells medicinal herbs. Among these people, the Qinghai School’s Haitang Taoist people are among them.

It can be seen that the infighting between Qingcheng and the Emei School has become more and more intense.

"You, I just got an unfortunate news - the Mr. Zhao you care about has already fallen on the cliff."

Liu Haijun came to the crowd and announced the news that "Zhao Wei" was dead. Hearing the news, these people present were naturally emotional, and these people did not believe that the young boy would fall on his own cliff. There is no doubt that it is definitely the people of the Emei people who have forced them to die.

"Mr. Zhao himself fell on the cliff? I didn't get it wrong?"

The Haicheng Taoist of the Qingcheng School sneered a sneer. "A Wu Xuan master will fall on his own cliff and will die himself?"

Of course, no one will believe that a Wu Xuan master will fall to the cliff and fall to death. In the eyes of everyone, this should be the excuse of the Emei school. It is obvious that the Emei faction has forced it to die, but there is no evidence, and the Emei School is so strong. The rest of the people are dare to anger and dare not speak. Only the people of Qingcheng School dare to scream with them.

"Qin Haijun, do you have any evidence for this?" Liu Haiyi asked his half-brother.

Yes, the Qinghai School’s Haitang Taoist is Liu Haijun’s “brother”, but the two sides’ grievances are so deep that one joined the Qingcheng School and one joined the Emei School. Even if both of them are "home", the hatred of their hearts is no longer indifferent, but it is getting stronger and stronger.

"What evidence is needed? Do you dare to admit that your Emei people are forced to die? If you don't admit it, then you can't admit it, but what about the medicinal medicine on that person? Is it true that your Emei people will not be able to swallow it?" The sea otter is not the leader of the Qingcheng faction. He knows that these rivers and lakes have no such thing as justice. The reason why everyone is here to make justice for "Zhao Wei" is nothing but the baby on this young boy. As for the life and death of this young boy, and how he died, almost no one cares.

"Do you want a panacea? Unfortunately, this person is dead, and there is no one in the spirit." Liu Haiyan was cold and cold.

"This is your answer?" Qin Haijun also sneered at the same sneer, "Emei pie, you really will blink and talk about it! First say that the kid is falling on his own cliff, and now he said that he did not stay Dan medicine, do you think this is possible? Everyone thinks it is possible!"

"impossible!"

"Hand over the remedy!"

"We want remedies!"

"See you!"

"..."

The excitement is not for the sake of justice, but for the sake of sharing.

Just when these people had trouble with the chickens and dogs near Xianfeng Temple, Qin Lang had left the Emei Mountain and is now on his way back to An Rong.

This time, the market transaction, for Qin Lang, is only the second to make money. The key is that through this round of market transactions, he has some intuitive understanding of the rivers and lakes in Pingchuan Province, simply using a word to describe:

poor!

Yes, the current Pinghu Rivers and Lakes Road is simply a "poor" word. There is no remedy, no elixir, no spiritual stone... Wudao practice has basically fallen into an unprecedented downturn. Without resources, it is difficult to grow up with good talents, just as the same seedlings have to grow up, without fertile soil and plenty of sunshine.

Moreover, the poor are not only the scattered people in the rivers and lakes, but also the martial arts family. Even the big sects of the Emei and Qingcheng factions are very "poor". They are not short of money, but they lack all kinds of spiritual materials, and these spiritual substances are basically It is impossible to buy with money. Otherwise, the behavior of Qin Lang's auction of medicinal herbs will not be regarded as a loser.

In addition, Qin Lang saw that behind the Emei and Qingcheng factions, it seems that there is more power to support, not only the Buddha, Taoism is so simple, Qin Lang has been able to see the emergence of the comprehension. And in Qin Lang's view, the comprehension is gradually intervening in the rivers and lakes, which may not be a good sign.

After precipitating the thought, Qin Lang called a phone call: "Please tell me the water mirror."

"I am a water mirror. Who are you?" The voice of the water mirror sounded in the phone.

"I am Qin Lang. I went to the city of Xianfeng Temple today."

"What! - Find a place to talk?"