Galloping in the fantasy world

After saying that, Nangong Aotian walked over to Chang Yuchun with a smile and said, "As for the position, since Ran said he wanted to exchange one for one, then leave it to me to treat him."

Hu Qingniu took the medicine immediately and took the medicine at night, maybe because Nangong Aotian said that there was no cure, why did he give up a good opportunity to treat difficult and complicated diseases?

Nangong Aotian responded to Gu Chang Yuchun's objection and took his hand back to his wooden house.

It was only after Chang Yuchun saw various things that he truly believed that the young man whom his uncle called "Brother Nangong" was really profound in internal energy. He was being held by its hand, but how could Ju Ran break free at night?

"Lie down, don't worry, I'll try to heal the intractable problem with the Heart-Setting Palm at night."

Chang Yuchun thought to himself, Ren Xianglaibu not only has strong internal strength, but also has great medical skills. Otherwise, his uncle would let him build a wooden house next to him as a neighbor, and Yebu would just say a word. Why would he let himself be affected by it?

Take away the land.

After thinking about it, Chang Yuchun immediately took off his clothes and calmly faced Nangong Aotian to perform the acupuncture.

"Your body is quite strong. I think Laila will live to be eighty years old and there will be no problem. Okay, let's get started. Get the prescription and ask your uncle's medicine boy to prepare the medicine for you. Drink Liangtian first.

When things go bad, press the second prescription and drink Santian, and then you will be cured of the disease by taking the medicine."

Chang Yu Chun Bu once thought that Ren Zai was so proficient in identifying acupoints, identifying acupoints, and acupuncture points, and used internal force to treat acupuncture, and the effect was remarkable. It seemed to be slightly better than Shi Bo Lai in terms of single acupuncture.

The prescription is for replenishing the mind. It is better to know the place for replenishing the medicine. I immediately thanked him: "Thank you Mr. Nangong for saving my life. I am grateful for the replenishment of Chang Yuchun, Laori."

Nangong Aotian waved his hand and said: "I heard from other places that you have made everyone capable of leading troops to fight. I hope that your general Lai can lead the troops well and restore the Han Dynasty."

"This is what anyone in my generation should do!" Chang Yuchun waved his chest.

Nangong Aotian pondered for a while, and said: "I think that young man is extraordinary, and he must make up for his short life, but the Xuanming Divine Palm cannot be cured by medicinal stones, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Xuanming Divine Palm belongs to the cold martial arts, which is extremely poisonous. It cannot be supplemented by Yang martial arts, and it must be used to the highest Yang martial arts. In today's world, only the Nine Yang Manual can fight against it. Unfortunately, Nine Yangs

The scripture has been lost for nearly a hundred years. As far as I know, Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei each have a portion of the Nine Yang Scripture."

"As long as we collect the scriptures from the three sects, can we cure brother Wuji? Hey," Chang Yuchun sighed, thinking that Zhang Sanfeng would be defeated by the Han River and take Zhang Wuji with him. With Zhang Sanfeng's age, he would go to Wudang Mountain for retreat all year round.

, I have made up the habit of going down the mountain for decades, and I must have wanted to go back a little bit before I took Zhang Wuji down the mountain to seek help from Shaolin and Emei, but Xian Ran lost his wish.

"Shaolin, Emei will definitely be willing to hand over the scriptures. After all, the opinions of the sect can be seen everywhere. As long as the Nine Suns Scripture is found, the child can be cured." Nangong Aotian said with a flat mouth.

They chose Hu Qingniu's pharmacy. Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu had just performed the first detoxification operation on Zhang Wuji that night. Zhang Wuji was hard-pressed. Even though the pain was unbearable, he gritted his teeth and said something.

Chang Yuchun handed the prescription to the medicine boy and repeated what the previous two had said to the third thief.

"Humph! There's no way I can cure Xin!" Hu Qingniu was not willing to admit defeat. Although Ran Nangong Aotian said the method to save Zhang Wuji, he only wanted to cure the evil of Xin. He could heal it by himself.

Wang Nangu said again at night: "I have also tried the method of fighting poison with poison. It is not just the same method that Brother Nangong has. Besides, expecting a martial arts secret book that has been lost for nearly a hundred years is tantamount to Tian Fang.

A night story."

Although the three Ren Ran were friends with each other to make up for their mistakes, they talked about the level of medical and poisonous skills and asked who to take medicine at night. Even if they were convinced, they were willing to suffer a loss in words. It was a common thing to bicker.

"Kunlun Mountain, in a certain mountain path, a bunch of scholars with unkempt hair and dirty clothes are running away again, and three desperate men holding steel knives are chasing after them a hundred meters behind.

The scholar passed by a pile of rocks when he suddenly heard a burst of chaotic barking from the northwest. There were actually more than ten dogs barking. The barking got closer and closer, as if he was chasing some wild beast.

A pheasant jumped out of the bushes, jumped into the bushes on the other side, and finally disappeared.

Following closely behind, more than a dozen high-toothed hounds, accompanied by barking dogs, did not continue to chase the pheasants, but instead surrounded the scholar.

The scholar saw the ferocious dogs showing their long white tusks and drool flowing out of their mouths. Their expressions were extremely ferocious, and he felt extremely frightened in his heart. He tightly hugged the bundle in his arms.

The three masked gangsters who had previously been chasing the scholar suddenly appeared behind it at night, holding knives and waiting for an opportunity.

"Brother, why are there so many hunting dogs?" one of the younger brothers asked.

"Brother, why don't you use the Zhuwu Lianzhuang land?" The other younger brothers Ye Ye were confused again.

"Don't worry, we'll finish the battle quickly. We'll kill the vicious dogs, and then we'll take care of the poor scholars. We'll take all the things out of our hands and catch up on the ghosts. Haha!" The elder brothers sneered.

Following his elder brother's order, Sanren slashed at the hounds with a knife. Sanren looked vulgar, but his skills in his hands were really strong. Even though the hounds were poorly trained, he still managed to do it in such a short time.

Inside, he was hacked to death several times by San Ren.

The scholar never imagined that the villain who had been chasing him before would now return to his life-saving mission, only to make him aware of thieves at night. After they clean up the vicious dog, it would be his turn.

Therefore, the scholar is waiting for an opportunity to find an opening to escape from the various circles of fighting. Unfortunately, Tian Bu goes as he wishes, and the third-term eldest brother seems to have been paying attention to the scholar's movements, making it impossible for the scholar to escape.

"Cousin, hurry up, the former general seems to have found their prey!" A clear and delicate voice came from the front.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the third envoy riding a horse to drive past Lailai. The first envoy in the lead was a girl with a charming face, white and greasy, wearing a red mink fur, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Half a horse behind him, on the left is a young girl wearing a black mink fur coat. She has a slender figure and a graceful and confident expression.

The two girls are about the same age, both are beautiful, and each is good at winning.

There is a young man on the right, with a handsome appearance and a rather heroic brow. He must be the cousin mentioned by a certain girl before.

At this time, the scholar thought that Lainei was rescuing the soldiers and shouted to the thief: "Help! Miss! Master!"

The third term looked arrogant and paid no attention to him.

I saw the girl in black mink fur pointing at the corpse of the hound on the ground and laughing: "Sister Zhen, when we went out, what did you say about how powerful your generals are? Why do they look like this again?

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