Ten minutes later, Liu Huaidong, who was carrying five medicinal herbs, finally stood at the door of a pharmacy with a plaque hanging on the door and three big characters on the book Shouxintang.

Liu Huaidong could smell the rich, refreshing medicinal fragrance from a distance, and he couldn't help but raise his expectations for this Shouxintang by a few points.

After he paced past the threshold, a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing glasses in the depths of the lobby immediately smiled and asked, "Young man, what do you want to buy?"

"Thirty-year-old passion flowers?" Liu Huaidong asked as he walked over to the counter where the middle-aged man was sitting while looking around at the dazzling array of medicinal herbs.

"Passion flower?" When he heard this unheard of name, the middle-aged man with glasses suddenly froze, and then he happened to see the medicine bag that Liu Huaidong was carrying in his hand, which was labeled Qiancaotang.

In the next second, the middle-aged man's face immediately became a little gloomy.

"yes, do you have one? I want thirty years. ”

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the medicine bag with the Qiancaotang label in Liu Huaidong's hand, and nodded with a sneer: "Passion flower, of course we have it, but the price is very expensive." ”

Liu Huaidong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly opened his mouth with his eyes shining excitedly, "Really, you also have the thirty-year-old passion flowers I want?"

"Yes!" the middle-aged man nodded firmly.

"That'...... How much does it cost?" Liu Huaidong was excited, and when he thought of the real problem, he instantly calmed down a lot.

As far as he knew, this passion flower was a relic of ancient times, even when the ancestor was alive, it was already very rare in this world, and refining Zhuji Dan had to use this medicinal material as a guide, so this was why Zhuji Dan was so hot in the cultivation realm.

According to Liu Huaidong's estimate, if this pharmacy really has such a thing as a 30-year-old passion flower, I am afraid that it is not too much for people to ask for 500,000 yuan, and even 780,000 yuan for a black heart, Liu Huaidong feels that it is understandable.

So Liu Huaidong has already made up his mind, maybe he will have to call Luo Gang's kid to borrow some money later, but now he only has 300,000 yuan, according to his own estimates, he will never be able to buy a 30-year-old passion flower.

But there is no money and no money, if this passion flower is encountered, it still has to be bought, Liu Huaidong doesn't want to break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period, just to be promoted to the qi refining period so casually.

Just when he had already taken out the Nokia old man machine from his pocket and was about to borrow some money from Luo Gang's kid, the middle-aged man at the counter thought for a moment and stretched out five fingers directly to Liu Huaidong.

"Five hundred!"

"What is it? How much does a thirty-year-old passion cost? Say it again!" Liu Huaidong just opened the mobile phone book to find Luo Gang's name, but after hearing the other party's offer, he was directly dumbfounded.

"Five hundred, one plant. The middle-aged man lifted the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes squinted at Liu Huaidong and said, "It's expensive? ”

Liu Huaidong silently put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, squinting his eyes to meet the middle-aged man's gaze, "Uncle, don't shake me, let's pay attention to honesty in trading, right, you tell me well, do you have thirty years of passion flowers?"

The other party would never have thought that Liu Huaidong didn't think his offer was too expensive, but that the five hundred yuan he quoted was like picking up a thirty-year-old passion flower in Liu Huaidong's opinion......

The man with glasses looked at Liu Huaidong playfully, and only after a while did he say in a weird manner, "Shall I shake you?" aren't you joking with me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't that obvious? Aren't you the one sent by the Thousand Grass Sect to make trouble with us?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he also pouted at the few medicine bags printed with the Qiancaotang mark in Liu Huaidong's hand, "Next time you do this kind of thing, please pretend to be like a little bit, don't take everyone for fools." ”

"Uncle, you may have misunderstood, I'm not ......"

Liu Huaidong just wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but was directly interrupted by the middle-aged man, "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of passion flower, it's still thirty years old, what kind of thing is this? Is it in the Compendium of Materia Medica or in the Shennong Materia Medica? I have never heard of this thing, and you still say that you are not here to find fault?"

Liu Huaidong couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that the middle-aged man didn't give himself a chance to speak at all, and opened his mouth to be aggressive.

"Are you a reasonable person? I'm carrying the medicine bag of Qiancaotang, is that a person from Qiancaotang? Then if I take a poster of Wu Yanzu, isn't it Wu Yanzu's brother?"

Liu Huaidong gritted his teeth and looked at the man with glasses, and his heart was so breathless that he couldn't help but prick such a needle into his death hole.

Just when there were already a few green tendons looming on the door of Liu Huaidong's head, and his anger was about to swell to the brink of an outburst, he saw the man with glasses waving at him like a fly, "Hurry up, boy, unless you want to go to the police station to record a confession or something because you obstruct business." ”

In today's harmonious society, the situation is very good, and it is clear that after all, killing people still pays for their lives, and it is precisely because of this that Liu Huaidong took several deep breaths and calmed down his unhappiness.

After taking a deep look at the man with glasses, Liu Huaidong just said in a cold voice, "I advise you to quit drinking quickly, unless you want to have cirrhosis." ”

After coldly leaving such a sentence, Liu Huaidong ignored the stunned and shocked expression of the man in glasses, and turned around and left directly.

The man with glasses whispered to himself in a dazed voice, "Strange, how does he know that my liver is not good?"

Liu Huaidong didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned around and walked to the door of Shouxintang and was about to leave in style, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the small square table in an inconspicuous place at the door.

When Liu Huaidong came in, he didn't see that there was a worn-out medical book on the table.

"Huh?"

After feeling the strong historical atmosphere on the medical book, Liu Huaidong couldn't help but walk over with curiosity, and when he got closer, he saw that in addition to the medical book, there were several pieces of paper full of notes on his experience on the table, as well as a ballpoint pen without a cap.

I saw that on the open medical book, half of the song was vaguely written.

"The eight magic needles are wonderful, and the flying method is the most strange; the head needle is inside and outside, and the water and fire are pushed in the middle; the upper and lower meridians are handed over, and the speed is as fast as the hand drives; the back and forth are advanced and retreated, and the discharge is followed by the ......"

At this point, the song was abruptly interrupted, because the broken medical book happened to be missing the next few pages, and as for the notes on the paper under the medical book, someone was constantly trying to use theory to improve the following song formula.

However, the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients is so profound, how can the following acupuncture songs be deduced by future generations on their own?

After looking at the scribbled notes on a few pieces of paper, Liu Huaidong couldn't help but smile, "Hehe, I see, if you can deduce it to this point, you must have superb medical skills." ”

After only reading the well-preserved half of the song recipe in the medical book, Liu Huaidong immediately determined that this was a kind of ancient acupuncture method called the Eight Needles of the Mandate of Heaven.

This method can be performed even without the support of true qi, but the requirements for needle application techniques have almost reached the point of being harsh.

And it is rumored that once there is a master of the concentrating period who uses his own aura blessing to cooperate with the eight needles of the Mandate of Heaven, he can even change his life for a person!

Why did Liu Huaidong know so much about it? It was because the complete recipe of the Eight Needles of Destiny was printed in his head!

This set of acupuncture is one of the many inheritances left to Liu Huaidong by the ancestor of the medical saint.

"Hehe, count yourself lucky. Liu Huaidong chuckled, picked up the pen to find a piece of paper with more blanks, and began to write.

Liu Huaidong never cared that his medical skills were learned by other peers, on the contrary, he saw that this person could deduce the second half of the incomplete Eight Needles of Heavenly Destiny to this extent, and he thought that he was also a master of good medical skills.

At that moment, Liu Huaidong's heart rose to the idea of fulfilling this peer, anyway, to complete the remaining Eight Needles of Heavenly Destiny, it was just a matter of easy time for him.

"Going back and forth according to advance and retreat, replenishing and discharging to meet and follow; using a ship to push the rudder, it should be like a crossbow engine; gas gathering time disperses ......"

After Liu Huaidong added the remaining few sentences, he was about to continue to write, and when he wrote the complete Eight Needles of the Mandate of Heaven on this piece of paper, a violent voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Boy, stop me! Do you know whose medical books and manuscripts belong to this table, and this is something you can touch randomly? Can you afford to take responsibility for breaking it?"

After the man with glasses came back from the shock just now, he saw that Liu Huaidong hadn't left yet, and the kid not only didn't leave, but he even fiddled with the medical books and notes left by the boss on the table, and immediately walked behind Liu Huaidong in a rage.

After hearing the sudden sound behind him, Liu Huaidong immediately frowned, and then silently put down the ballpoint pen in his hand and prepared to turn around and leave.

This kind of thing depends on fate, but now that he has been stopped, it means that fate has not arrived, and Liu Huaidong will naturally not force it.

"Wait, don't go, you kid!" The man with glasses glanced at a few notes on the table, and then quickly grabbed Liu Huaidong's arm.

"What are you doing, didn't you let me go?" Liu Huaidong turned around a little impatiently, and when he looked at the man with glasses again, his eyes were already full of anger.

has been provoked again and again, and the mud bodhisattva is still a little angry, not to mention that Liu Huaidong is still a bloody guy!

After turning around, Liu Huaidong had unconsciously had two more silver needles in his hand, and the majestic true qi of the peak cultivation of the foundation building period on his body also spread out to the surroundings in an instant.

Inexplicably felt that terrifying momentum, and when he saw Liu Huaidong's cold gaze again, the man with glasses was suddenly shocked, and he instinctively took a few steps back one after another.

PS: The book review area is on the 200th floor, and a new chapter will be added today!