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Chapter 208 Doctor Lijiang

Author: Year of the Dancing Spoon

Chapter 208 Doctor Lijiang

Before Ning Xiang finished speaking, Lu Jimo rubbed his hands and came over to him, and said with a smile: "Then leave it to me and it will be done."

"When I conquer this array of eyes, I will send you away from this secret realm."

"Why do you have the nerve to lick your face and say that?" Xue Qi glared at him and cursed angrily, "Does winning this fight have anything to do with you?"

Lu Jimo immediately retorted with dissatisfaction: "I obviously killed this scorpion, and Lu Hang saw me kill it from the sand scorpion's abdomen with his own eyes."

"Yes, Brother Lu!"

Lu Jimo blinked desperately at Yin Hang in an effort to prove it.

Yin Hang felt a little embarrassed, because according to his understanding before time travel, any such noise between boys and girls, in his narrow single eyes, was just flirting.

So he didn't really want to be swept in, so he told the truth with some helplessness: "Lu Jimo was indeed buried in the belly of the sand scorpion at that time, and then I pulled him out."

"That's right!" Lu Jimo immediately cleared his throat, and then said in a pretentious tone: "I fought fiercely with that array of eyes all night long. After defeating it, I was exhausted and almost died together with the sand scorpion!"

"It's obviously Ning Xiang——" Xue Qi was too lazy to argue with him and was ready to kick him directly.

But Ning Xiang shook his head and stopped, "I didn't know what happened after I fell into coma."

"I don't care who the formation eye belongs to."

"And the environment in the secret realm is harsh. Every time we argue for a moment, someone might even die because of it."

"The most important thing is to quickly recognize the master and refine it."

When Ning Xiang said this, he looked at Lu Jimo and smiled bitterly: "I'm in a little bad shape now, so I'd better let Lu Jimo do it."

The other people in the team were speechless after hearing this.

They have Ning Xiang's protection and the supplies provided by Army Aviation, but it is still difficult for them to survive until now, let alone...

"Don't worry, Brother Ning!" Lu Jimo became serious after the topic became serious. He immediately picked up the dark green eyeball and held it in his hands.

Then he stood in a stalemate for two minutes under the expectant eyes of the team.

"Recognize the master...have you finished refining it?" Xue Qi also dared not disturb him. After all, this is the most important thing at the moment.

Lu Jimo suddenly couldn't hold himself tight and asked in utter embarrassment: "Well...how do you recognize the master of refining?"

Bang——

Xue Qi, who was on the thin side and weighed less than 50kg, kicked Lu Jimo, who was still slightly fat after eight days of starvation, into the desert.

She was so angry that her teeth were trembling.

And when Lu Jimo rubbed his ribs and crawled back with a disgraced look, Ning Xiang sighed softly and said: "Use the blood as a guide, use the spirit to blend, soak the meridians and merge into the sea of ​​qi, assimilate and accommodate."

"And if the formation eye has intelligence, it needs to be taught or tamed with its own spiritual power, or it can be shattered and reshaped."

After Ning Xiang finished explaining, Xue Qi suddenly frowned and said: "Practitioners take the entry level of body training as F(-), and the master of body training to reach the true F level."

"But if you want to possess spiritual power and open up the Qi Sea, you must at least be close to the E-level realm."

When Xue Qi said this, she glared at Lu Jimo and asked, "But with your F-level cultivation, where did you get the sea of ​​qi?"

Lu Jimo suddenly fell silent, then shrank his neck and said, "Then I can develop it on the spot?"

"I'm begging you, can you please stop making trouble at this time?" Xue Qi said weakly.

If Lu Jimo couldn't do it, the only one present would be seriously injured Ning Xiang.

Ning Xiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Then let me try it."

He had only refined a storage mirror before, and had never even tried to identify the owner of a spiritual weapon.

And now he has to use his nearly burned-out meridians to refine this array of eyes...is there really any possibility of success?

"Don't be brave..." Xue Qi handed him the Formation Eye with some embarrassment, "It's okay to rest for a while."

Ning Xiang didn't say much. In his current weak state, he would probably only get worse in this vast desert.

In other words, he felt that it was an incomprehensible miracle that he was still alive.

Then Ning Xiang gently picked up the dark green formation bead with his hands that were already full of blood.

Yin Hang observed carefully, in his specially made glasses, the thin Yang-red spiritual power came out from Ning Xiang's palm, gradually intersecting with the color in the eyes.

He didn't know much about the process of identifying and refining the master. The protagonist of the original book had a system, and the sea of ​​​​qi was like mountains covered with snow. Even if those 'artifacts' refused to identify their master, relying on his sister's talent of being absolutely compatible with the spiritual weapons, he would still be able to do it.

can conquer it.

As for Yin Hang himself...he couldn't even refine the storage mirror.

He definitely didn't give it to Zong's Ping Youzhi in vain. He knew that Yin Hang had poor talent, so he gave him the 'Zixue Sword' with high growth attributes but almost no difficulty in identifying its owner. However, even so, Yin Hang left it idle.

So with the formation in front of him, he had no intention of leaving.

But at this moment, Ning Xiang's brows suddenly twisted, and red sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

After Yin Hang noticed it, he immediately wanted to treat him, but was unexpectedly stopped by Lu Jimo, who was guarding him.

"This seems to be the case for master recognition and refining, so don't worry."

"I'll just hold him up."

After Lu Jimo finished speaking, a thick red blood mass formed in his palm, and then he quietly pressed it on Ning Xiang's back.

Because Ning Xiang's meridians were seriously injured, he no longer had the spiritual barrier to protect his body, and the blood easily seeped into his body.

In his current body, the dark green spiritual power transformed into a poisonous scorpion, wreaking havoc in the dried up air sea.

As for the yang-red spiritual mass that was suppressed in the corner, it had been torn apart and almost dissipated.

But at this moment, the crimson blood group dripped into the air sea with almost liquefied spiritual power, and gradually transformed into shape.

In the process of condensation, it can be gradually seen that he has a red linen robe, a medicine bag on his back, and a medicine gourd fastened to his waist. The overall appearance is like a doctor.

But he is not as rickety as the old doctor. His red muscles are bulging out, and his figure is extremely strong. Even his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Lu Jimo's.

Then the burly red figure stroked his beard, looked at the green scorpion that was hissing at him for a moment, and then directly pulled out the grass-cutting sickle from the medicine pocket.

The green scorpion suddenly became violent, raised its tail and stabbed at him angrily.

However, the burly doctor actually faced it directly. In an instant, he grabbed its tail tightly in his calloused hands, and swiftly cut off its undercut with a scythe.

The green scorpion still wanted to resist, but the burly figure raised and lowered its sickle, cutting off a section of its tail each time.

After all its tails were chopped off, the red-blooded doctor grabbed the green scorpion's head, took out a medicine-twisting stick from his medicine pocket, and began to smash it.

After nearly smashing its head into a pulp, the green scorpion finally stopped struggling, and its sharp hissing became intermittent, as if it was pleading.

Immediately, the burly red figure kicked the green scorpion a few more times, and then it re-condensed into spiritual energy like droplets, seeping out into a sea of ​​peaceful Qi, and began to swim in his meridians.

As the red-blooded spiritual power circulated, its color became lighter and lighter, but Ningxiang's meridians were quickly repaired, even wider and more transparent than before the burning.

This actually happened very quickly. When Yin Hang was still preparing to treat Ning Xiang, he found that his breathing had become almost calm and his condition was even better than before.

But Lu Jimo was suddenly frightened and jumped up.

"Let me know, what is this?"

Before he could finish his words and no one around him knew what was happening, they saw several golden threads coming out of Ning Xiang's body and intersecting crazily around him, finally forming the shape of a giant scorpion.

"What...what's wrong?" Liu Yuying approached Yin Hang in fear and asked. She could only see a faint golden light in her eyes.

Yin Hang took off his glasses when he saw this. His eyes were empty, as if nothing happened.

But after he put on his glasses, he found that the night sky was also strange.

The fish-belly white half of the sky is already bright, but the early morning has not yet fully risen, and some stars can still be faintly discerned in the other half of the night sky.

And in the sky where day and night meet, golden straight lines begin to be outlined horizontally and vertically, gradually forming a golden curtain that interweaves like the universe.

At the same time, the golden giant scorpion beside Ning Xiang rose up as if summoned and climbed towards the sky.

But the composition of this giant scorpion was very strange, and it did not harm them who had no time to avoid it. Moreover, when the giant scorpion's body touched them, the golden threads only rippled slightly.

Only Yin Hang had no influence, passing through his body as if he didn't exist.

Lu Jimo immediately looked up and scratched his head in confusion, feeling that this was the formation eye he had seen before.

The one last night was not normal no matter how I thought about it.

As the golden scorpion climbed towards the starry sky, the magnificent golden curtain in the sky gradually began to take shape. Its vast and spectacular scenery can even be seen in full view by lying on the desert.

…

A handsome young man in a green medical robe was sitting in the spacious hall, and in front of him lay an injured person covered in blood.

After a moment, the handsome young man slowly opened his eyes and pulled out the silver needles from the injured person one after another. There was some black blood on the tip of each silver needle.

But when he was about to pull it out, the movement of his hand froze for a moment.

The side door of the house was opened, and a young man also wearing a green medical robe walked in quickly.

"There is a new realm formation, and we..."

The handsome young man raised his hand slightly to indicate that he should stop talking, and then continued to pull out the silver needle from the injured person.

After all the silver needles were placed on the plate, he flipped through the books beside him with his left hand and placed his right hand gently on the chest of the injured person.

As the rich green light flowed down his arms, the handsome young man stood up and walked straight out of the house.

After he walked to the observation deck, he silently stared at the golden chessboard formed in the morning sky and the golden scorpion climbing up.

As the Golden Scorpion climbed, several chess pieces fell into the chessboard like reflections in the water.

But the climbing process took a while, and it wasn't until the sky became clear that the scorpion was able to catch up. After struggling for a moment, it turned into a chess piece and landed with an extremely light "click" sound.

The left corner of the chessboard.

It was a lonely black chess piece, far away from the other black chess pieces.

If north is the top, it falls in the 'star' position on the lower left.

"Where...?" The delicate young man's eyebrows relaxed slightly.

"It's not clear," Li said with the young man in green robe behind him, "but for now, we are actually even."

"Hmm..." The handsome young man nodded slightly.

When the young man saw this, he lowered his head and added: "Now all the doctors from the third generation of Lijiang have gathered together."

"Only the third generation doctor..."

The handsome young man waved his hand, "No need. The Lu family has always been full of martial virtue, so there is no need to worry."

"But do you really want to leave the position of the chief disciple of the medical family to that half-hearted person?" The young man couldn't understand: "This is exactly what increases the voice of our second-generation medical family..."

"A dabbler?" The handsome young man turned his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you call a guy who has a inheritance compatibility higher than 85% with the entire Li Jiang three medical families called a dabbler?"

"But compared with your second-generation doctor's 96% compatibility, he is really half-assed," the young man said flatteringly: "And with his behavior of recognizing all the doctors as his father, how can he be qualified to be the chief..."

"Okay!" The handsome young man turned around and returned to the house. Before that, he sighed: "Remember, the Situ family, who are in charge of the education of all the people in the sky, is closed to the outside world. This is our perfect opportunity for development."

"So the only ones who came here this time are the third generation of doctors from Lijiang. There is no such thing as the third generation."

"Understand?"

The young man immediately bowed, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Yes!"

(See Chapter 72 for previous connections)——

There was a comment yesterday that made me hesitate until now.

[You have buried so much foreshadowing, how can you write it later?]

To be honest, I don't know.

Because I don’t know how the plot that I feel is great looks to others.

But even so, I still want to write this story.

Because I am a newcomer and it is my first time to write a book... the connection between history, battles, and stories can be said to be poorly written.

There are also recent [teacher status] and [various misunderstandings] that make readers uncomfortable.

So why do I have to write about these things that are annoying to readers?

And so deliberately?

I wanted to explain, but after careful consideration, I deleted the 'spoiler' explanation about the 'misunderstanding'.

Because this will cause damage to the subsequent plot, and it also involves fundamental settings, I don’t want to put the cart before the horse.

But for the story I prepared, I gritted my teeth and persisted until now, because before I started writing, I determined the entire outline of the book. In other words, I wrote it in the form of a physical book.

[Book Title], [Introduction] and even [Character Card]... these are all foreshadowing of the setting (may not be friendly to pirated readers)

But I didn’t expect that reading it would be too painful. That’s my problem.

But after careful consideration, I can only update more.

As for now, I will try my best to write as many words as possible during my vacation and push the plot forward as soon as possible.

Regarding 'misunderstanding', I have said very early on that I will not advance the plot in such a boring way.

But for the complete experience of the plot, all I can say is "Please believe me"

(End of chapter)