Legendary Pharmacist

"Do you know this person?"

Zheng Qiu nodded: "Well, his name is Zhenjiu, and I met him when I came to Gan Yunzong."

Zheng Qiu squatted next to Zhenjiu, broke off a handful of thatch, and cleaned up the mud on his body: "That's him, he always wears a vest. Master, look, it's this one."

Master Mingzong put his hand on Zhenjiu's neck, he had no pulse or breathing, but there was still a faint warmth.

"Master, how is it?" Master Ming Zong shook his head: "He's dead, he should have died not long ago."

"Ah?" The thatch in Zheng Qiu's hand fell into the water, and he asked the master anxiously, his eyes full of expectation, "Master, can you save him, please! He also saved the lives of me and grandpa Woolen cloth."

Master Ming Zong was puzzled: "I saved your life and grandpa's life, where did you start?"

Zheng Qiu hurriedly told the whole story about how he accidentally strayed into the second floor of the Tianzhou and almost suffocated, and then continued to ask the master if there was any way to save Zhenjiu.

Master Ming Zong opened Zhenjiu's eyelids, observed his pupils carefully, and replied: "I see, this life-saving grace must be repaid. Hmm... this person's cultivation is not bad, and since he just passed away, his soul and energy should not have dissipated. still have a chance."

He turned his head and said to Zheng Qiu: "Apprentice, take out that Xuelu Condensing Soul Pill."

"Oh." Zheng Qiu opened his collar, and moved his mouth to bite the seam.

Before biting down, Master Ming Zong suddenly held him down: "Wait, someone is coming!"

The master raised his foot and kicked Zhenjiu back into the swamp, and said in a low voice, "Apprentice, don't talk later, let me deal with it."

Seeing the master's serious expression, Zheng Qiu immediately understood the difficulty of the matter. He nodded and obediently stood beside the master.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of streamers flew from the sky. These streamers were so powerful that they rushed straight down as soon as they reached the swamp.

Master Ming Zong didn't exercise his skills, nor put on a defensive posture, but bowed his hands to salute Liu Guang.

"Stop!" A loud shout came from the streamer. As soon as the sound came out, the streamers stopped one after another and slowly floated to a place two feet above the swamp.

Each of these people stepped on a long sword, held a long sword in their hands, and carried a long sword on their backs, with fierce eyes, as if they were about to strike at any time.

The leader was an old man with a long white beard and long white hair, wearing a flowing long gown, quite refined. But the old man's face was full of flesh, with angry brows and high nose, his eyes flicked fiercely at Zheng Qiu and Master Mingzong.

"Who are you?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, which made people uncomfortable.

Master Ming Zong replied with a smile: "I am Ming Zong, the elder of Qianyun Sect, and this is my apprentice."

Hearing that it was the elder of Qian Yunzong, the fierce light in the old man's eyes subsided a lot, and he bowed back with his hands: "Elder Wen Jianzong, Ren Zhanfeng, what are you two doing here?"

Master Ming Zong opened Zheng Qiu's backpack, revealing the herbs inside: "Look, we are here to find herbs."

"Oh? So I was looking for medicinal materials." Ren Zhanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head, deliberately not looking at the swamp below, "Have you ever seen someone passing by here?"

There was such a big person lying in the nearby swamp, and Ren Zhanfeng was not blind, so how could he not see it, Master Ming Zong knew that the other party was trying to test him.

He bent down and took Zhenjiu directly from the swamp to the map: "Of course there are people, isn't this the one? Is this the person you are looking for?"

Ren Zhanfeng didn't expect that Ming Zong would pick him up like this, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Master Mingzong shook his head and sighed: "Oh, what a pity, the person is already dead, even if it is the person you are looking for, he can't speak."

After Master Ming Zong finished speaking, he secretly looked at the reactions of Wen Jianzong and his group, only to see that they looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had lost their mind.

Master Ming Zong struck while the iron was hot, and stretched out his hand to greet the people of Wen Jianzong: "Don't you believe it? Come down and have a look if you don't believe me.

Could it be that this dead person can still fly? "

Ren Zhanfeng hesitated for a moment, led the rest of the people to lower their altitude, and surrounded the map, while he himself jumped off the long sword and stood on the map. He bent down and wanted to reach out to check, but as soon as he got close, a strong rancid smell came to his nostrils.

Ren Zhanfeng looked up and down, saw Zhenjiu's body covered in mud, and couldn't find a place to attack, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand and pull the disciple beside him.

"You go and see!"

The disciple's face was full of displeasure, but because of the elder's order, he could only frown and put his hand over to check.

"Elder, I'm out of breath and have no pulse."

"Is the body temperature still there?" Ren Zhanfeng was worried, and asked again.

"Back to the elders, no."

This result was not expected by Ren Zhanfeng, he looked anxiously at the surrounding grass with his hands behind his back.

A disciple of Wen Jianzong reminded: "Elder, is there someone who got there first?"

Get there first! Hearing this, Blade Zhanfeng suddenly raised his head, and a fierce light stared straight into Ming Zong's eyes.

Master Ming Zong smiled, pretending not to understand Ren Zhanfeng's eyes: "It seems that you are looking for something. If so, why don't you tell me what it is, so I can help you find it together."

"Let's find again..."

"Shut up!" Ren Zhanfeng interrupted his disciple, and gave him a vicious look.

Papa, Master Mingzong kicked Zhenjiu into the swamp, shrugged and said, "Elder Ren Zhanfeng, if you don't say what you are looking for, I can't help you."

Seeing Ming Zong's kick so crisply, Ren Zhanfeng jumped back onto the long sword, cupped his hands and said thanks: "Don't bother, Wen Jianzong will take care of this matter, thank you." After that, he took Wen Jianzong with him. disciples, set up the streamer and fly to the sky.

When Liu Guang went away, Zheng Qiu sat down on the map. The elder named Ren Zhanfeng just now was really scary, his back was sweating from fright.

Oh, Zhenjiu is still lying in the swamp, Zheng Qiu tugged at the hem of Master's clothes: "Master, Zhen..."

"Not yet."

Hearing the master interrupting himself, Zheng Qiu immediately understood the meaning of the words. He sat back on the map and played with the thatch. Sure enough, after a while, Liu Guang appeared again.

Blade Zhanfeng flew back here, lowered his head and looked down. The elder Ming Zong was scrolling the map, moving away from the position just now, while the corpse was still lying in the swamp. It seemed that he was worrying too much, Yan Zhanfeng shook his head, and turned to follow the disciples of Jianzong.

After paddling for a while, Master Ming Zong stopped the pole, looked up at the sky, and said to Zheng Qiu: "They are leaving. Apprentice, quickly take out the Xuelu Condensing Soul Pill."

After speaking, he left the map and flew into the grass. After waiting for a while, Master Ming Zong flew back to the map with a person in his hand, shaking the wine.

"Master, here it is."

Master Mingzong took the Xuelu Condensing Soul Pill, opened Zhenjiu's jaw and threw it in. Then he stimulated his energy and tapped Zhenjiu's forehead.

"Xuelu Condensing Soul Pill can only temporarily stabilize his soul spirit, and another medicine must be used to save his life."