Longevity

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However, Fa Kong knew that although the old supervisor of Qintian Prison could feel a trace of stare, it was impossible for him to find himself.

This is also a strange intuition of my own.

The old supervisor of Qin Tianjian is so keen and intuitive that he even has the ability to read people's hearts.

The secret method of the Kunshan Holy Sect master is really mysterious, and it has many wonderful uses to restrain all the spirit, energy and spirit.

It is very similar to the use of spiritual power created by him, which is very easy to ignore.

Through the observation of the mind, we can know that the existence of the aura is true and true.

Invisible to the naked eye does not mean that it does not exist, normal people can't see but feel it.

Some people have a very strong sense of presence and can be noticed at a glance when standing in the crowd, while some people have a very weak sense of presence and are easily ignored when they stand in front of them.

Appearance is only one aspect, the key is the aura.

Their secret technique is different from the technique of covering the sky and covering the sun. It is not to hide the qi and traces, but to hide the aura.

People from the Kunshan Holy Religion are easy to be ignored, subconsciously thinking that they are not around, and it is easier for such people to spy on news.

But I don't know if I can stop the secret technique from peeping into his mind.

"Faithful Lord." Fan Ye clasped his fists and smiled, "I interrupted rashly."

Chu Xiang clasped his fists: "Fan Wangye is a rare visitor, so I have to have a good drink today."

He knew that Fan Ye liked to drink, and was good at tasting famous wines, and he didn't like any wine.

"Ah!" Fan Ye smiled wryly and waved his hand: "I don't have such thoughts now, I'm so worried that I'm dying of worry. No, I hired another genius doctor."

Chu Xiang's eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at Mo Wuyou: "The genius doctor? It looks a bit raw! ... Mr. Fan, when my wife was sick, I hired famous doctors and even unknown doctors all over Shenjing. , There are also eminent monks in various monasteries, not to mention the imperial doctor, and there are a lot of strange people in the folk, it seems that there is no such magical doctor."

Fan Ye suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was also suffering from the same disease as himself, and his wife was suffering from a terminal illness, but he finally survived and recovered well.

"This is Doctor Mo from the south." Fan Ye stared at Chu Xiang.

I just don't know how Princess Xin was cured, and which genius doctor was invited.

Mo Wuyou, neither humble nor arrogant, clasped his fists generously: "Mo Wuyou from the mountains has seen Prince Xin before."

"To be called a genius doctor by Lord Fan, you must have some stunts." Chu Xiang nodded: "Then take a good look for Princess Fan. If you can save Princess Fan, you will become famous all over the world."

"I don't dare to hope to be famous all over the world," Mo Wuyou said, "The heart of a doctor's parents is that there are no patients in the world."

"Good one, I wish there were no patients in the world." Chu Xiang looked at the old supervisor with approval: "Old Qin, is this a good-natured person?"

Qin Qianli, the old supervisor of Qintian Prison, smiled slightly, and looked at Mo Wuyou with a strange light: "The heart is sincere, the sincerity is sincere, the sincerity is sincere, the sincerity is sincere, the sincerity is the only one can be a good doctor."

Mo Wuyou clasped his fists slightly: "I passed the prize."

Qin Qianli smiled and retracted his gaze, and stopped talking.

"Princess Fan is in my house, right? Go, go to the back garden, it must be there, with my wife on the lake."

"Then I'll be bothering you."

"So polite!"

Chu Xiang pulled Fan Ye up and walked out of the hall.

Mo Wuyou and Qin Qianli also walked back together and came to the back garden.

Fan Ye didn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery left and right, but Chu Xiang dragged him around and asked him how his own arrangement was.

Fan Ye can only perfunctory praise good good, very good, very good, unique and unique.

Chu Xiang smiled and patted Fan Ye on the shoulder: "Fan Wangye, don't worry, make sure your wife is okay."

"King Xin, don't make me happy, I'm afraid no one can cure this disease, you can only try your luck."

He glanced at Mo Wuyou: "I'll tell the truth, don't take offense to Doctor Mo. I'm in a hurry and I'm going to the doctor in a hurry. If it's useful or not, I'll find it first and then treat it."

Mo Wuyou clenched his fists and said nothing.

"Understood." Chu Xiang nodded: "It's all at this stage. After a while, you'll be disheartened, completely honest, and count the days with your hands. How many days are left, and one day is less than one day, that's how it feels... "

He shook his head unbearably: "Don't worry, Lord Fan, even if Mo's doctor can't be cured, I will introduce one to you, and I will be sure to be cured."

"Hey, King Xin, then I will thank you in advance."

"No need to say thank you."

The group passed through the Moon Gate and came to a secluded path between two woods. After turning around a few times, they suddenly saw a wide lake, which had a feeling of majesty.

The waterside pavilions and small pavilions on the lake are dotted with dots, and they are decorated just right, which not only gives people a quiet and pleasant feeling, but also does not feel lonely.

There were two princesses sitting in a small pavilion on the lake, four maids waited on the side, and the two were playing chess.

"Madam." Chu Xiang said in a loud voice, "Fan Wangye is chasing after his princess."

The two princesses stood up lightly.

Chu Xiang smiled and led the crowd to the lake and walked along the corridor to the small pavilion. The quiet pavilion suddenly seemed crowded.

So the four maids withdrew.

Fan Ye asked Mo Wuyou to take Zhou Jingling's pulse, and he didn't pay attention to whether men and women were intimacy.

Under the gazes of everyone, Mo Wuyou closed his eyes for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and nodded: "You can give it a try."

Fan Ye breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "Okay, let's try it."

Zhou Jingling's expression was light.

Fan Ye thought she was disappointed too much and no longer dared to give birth to hope, so he hurriedly said, "Try it, ma'am."

"Your Majesty, don't bother." Zhou Jingling said softly, "I don't want to spend the rest of my days on this."

"Okay, ma'am, if it doesn't work this time, then we won't bother anymore." Fan Ye nodded hurriedly.

Zhou Jingling said softly, "Your Highness, you have said this four times."

"This time is the last time!" Fan Ye hurriedly assured.

Zhou Jingling sighed lightly and nodded lightly.

Fan Ye looked at Mo Wuyou, and Shen Su clasped his fists: "There is a genius doctor Laomo, let's make a prescription."

"Okay." Mo Wuyou nodded.

Xiao Xing had already prepared a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Mo Wuyou picked up a pen and wrote a recipe, and handed it to Fan Ye: "I'd better cook it myself."

"You don't need Doctor Mo." Chu Xiang waved his hand and said, "How can you let Doctor Mo do this when you come to me, Xiao Tao, you go."

He smiled at Fan Ye and Mo Wuyou and said, "My wife has been lying on the couch for so long. These two girls are all good at decoction. They will never go wrong."

"This..." Mo Wuyou hesitated.

Fan Ye said, "Faith in your lord..."

"Don't worry, I'm really not sure, I will try to be strong?" Chu Xiang waved his hands and said, "Xiao Tao, go quickly."

"Yes." Xiao Tao glanced at Xu Miaoru, saw Xu Miaoru nodding lightly, and agreed with a crisp voice, and went out with the prescription.

Two kilometers away, Fa Kong stared at the prescription, thoughtfully.

He is in charge of the medicine valley, is proficient in medicinal materials, and is quite proficient in the art of medicine, only to see a doctor.

He could see that there was no problem with this prescription. It was a well-balanced and gentle prescription for nourishment. It was impartial.

Can such a recipe cure this terminally ill cold sting?

He thought it was impossible, there was indeed something wrong with this Doctor Mo.

The two old men who were staying in a yard, men with white faces like babies, also had the same opinion.

This prescription is indeed conservative and safe, but it is not a prescription for curing diseases, and it will not change after taking it.

The burly old man frowned and said slowly: "Elder Dong, these two herbs are a little weird, and they seem to be a little out of tune with this recipe."

"Well, I also found that these two medicines are not quite right, but... if there are more of these two medicines, it doesn't matter."

"Yes."

"The properties of the medicine have not changed, why do you need more of these two medicines?"

"Probably out of habit?"

"There is a lot of water in the south, but these two herbs don't dispel dampness, on the contrary, so... I don't understand, I really don't understand."

At such an age, they have already looked down on false names, but they value medical skills more. If they understand, they understand, if they don't understand, they don't understand, and they don't hide it and don't care.

As a doctor, what they don't understand, I'm afraid the rest of the people don't understand either.

"It seems to be alright."

"Well, no big problem."

"Then the maid is going to decoct the medicine." Xiao Tao Yi bowed.

"Go."

Xiao Tao left with the prescription.

Fakong put down the wine glass, shook his head and laughed.

Even the imperial doctor could not see any flaws in this antidote.

The poison is the same as the cold sting, and the antidote is so perfect.

This is not something that ordinary sects can do. It requires a huge amount of manpower, material resources and time to study slowly and painstakingly.

Fa Kong speculates that this is probably the poison of the previous Great Yi, inherited by the Kunshan Holy Sect.

He concentrated on the slightest luck, and an idea appeared in Xu Miaoru's mind.

Xu Miaoru nodded lightly and looked at Mo Wuyou: "Doctor Mo, I have something to ask you."

"Princess, please speak." Mo Wuyou was not in a hurry and said slowly, with a unique rhythm, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

"I heard that there is a poison in the world. The symptoms of poisoning are almost the same as those of cold stings."

"Poison..." Mo Wuyou pondered and shook his head lightly, "Shu I have little knowledge and knowledge, and I have never heard of this kind of poison."

"Oh—?" Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "You said that Sister Zhou is ill, is it possible that she was poisoned?"

As she spoke, her eyes suddenly turned to Zhou Jingling's two maids.

The golden branches and jade leaves changed slightly at the same time.

Immediately back to normal.

Xu Miaoru smiled and glanced at Chu Xiang proudly.

Chu Xiang shook his head.

Mo Wuyou shook his head and said, "Princess, according to my judgment, Princess Jingbei's cold sting is not poisoning, it is indeed a disease."

"But it's strange." Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "Before you came here, Doctor Mo, Sister Zhou was already well."

"Impossible. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Mo Wuyou was still in a hurry, shook his head and said, "The cold sting can't be cured without medicine, you need to take my medicine to recover."

"Oh—?" Xu Miaoru looked at Zhou Jingling.

Zhou Jingling suddenly stopped shaking and looked at him with a smile.

Mo Wuyou stared at her jade hand, the jade hand that was trembling no longer trembled, the blue veins that had swelled up had gone back, and it had regained its slenderness and beauty.

"Congratulations, Princess!" Mo Wuyou clasped his fists: "It seems that I made a mistake in my judgment, and I thought that the remaining illness of the Princess is still there."

Zhou Jingling smiled lightly: "There is a genius doctor Laomo."

"Sister Zhou, let's go." Xu Miaoru pulled up Zhou Jingling's jade hand, walked out of the pavilion lightly, got into her waterside pavilion, and closed the door.

Fakong smiled.

As long as you are ever-changing, I will break it with one move.

To directly cure Princess Jingbei, no matter how clever the method is, it is still a trick.