"If you say that, isn't he dead?"

The medicine man who spoke shook his head and said, "The ghost wolf's scratches are not unsolvable, but if you want to heal this wound, the medicine man's grade must at least reach the third order or above. ”

The person who heard the words realized: "No wonder this guy came directly to the pharmacist of the Baiyun Temple, it turned out that he had long known that only the pharmacist of the Baiyun Temple could save him......"

"Ghost wolf?" The tall and thin man in white raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he looked back at the other person, and the two of them blinked, tacitly.

"You're looking for us to heal your scratches?"

Beichen nodded desperately and begged, "Pharmacist...... No, Master Immortal, please save me, I have been scratched by the ghost wolf for an hour, if I delay any longer, the gods will not be able to save me!"

"Hmph, as long as our Baiyun Temple makes a move, even if you have half a foot in the ghost gate, we can still save you back!"

Beichen looked excited, and hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you, Immortal Master, thank you, Immortal Master! As long as you can save my life, I am willing to make cattle and horses for all Immortal Masters for the rest of my life!"

As soon as the words fell, Beichen wanted to rush into the medicine hall.

"Eh, who allowed you to enter!" The gatekeeper was a slightly bloated man in white, and with a slam push from his palm, Beichen staggered backwards into the middle of the street.

"It's okay to come to us for healing. The bloated man held out three fingers.

Seeing this, Beichen hurriedly took out thirty spirit stones from his arms.

"Immortal Master, I have the spirit stone, I have it!"

The tall and thin man glanced at it and sneered, "Just these spirit stones?"

Beichen's face was ugly and said, "Could it be ...... Could it be three hundred spirit stones?"

The two men in white laughed when they heard this.

The tall and thin man stepped forward and kicked Beichen to the ground.

"Find Baiyun Temple for treatment, the reward is calculated in spirit crystals, you only have thirty spirit stones, and you are worthy of stepping into this door?"

Because the movement was too loud, a large group of people had already gathered here.

Seeing this, some people frowned, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

Someone shook their heads and sighed, as if they were sympathizing with Beichen's plight.

Others are gloating, only glad that the person who was scratched by the ghost wolf was not themselves.

Beichen, who was lying on the ground, secretly glanced at the expressions of the people around him, and was very satisfied, he just wanted such an effect!

When everyone is disappointed in the pharmacist of the Baiyun Temple, if a pharmacist with superb medical skills can appear to turn the tide, then this pharmacist will definitely be able to capture everyone's hearts!

And this pharmacist is naturally Zheng Ping, who was arranged by Beichen in advance.

Beichen raised one hand above his head and said sadly: "Everyone in the world knows that the pharmacists of Baiyun Temple take it as their mission to heal the common people in the world, but they didn't expect that they would not save a dying person!"

Heavens, if you really have eyes, send a benevolent and virtuous medicine man to save my life!"

When the words fell, Beichen vomited blood, this was the signal to summon Zheng Ping!

Seeing this, Zheng Ping, who was hiding in the alley, straightened his clothes, and then stepped on the green leaf lotus platform.

This Aoba Lotus Platform was prepared for him by Beichen in advance, and the purpose was to create a picture of the immortal coming into the world, which was used to shock people's hearts.

And when Zheng Ping saw Beichen take out the Imperial Ethereal Weapon, he firmly believed in his heart that Beichen was a disciple of the big family who came out to practice, after all, this Imperial Ethereal Weapon was not an ordinary thing!

"It's almost time to play!" Zheng Ping said a little nervously.

Who knows—

"It's unreasonable!" stepped out of the crowd a man dressed in blue, with a delicate face and a handsome look, black hair tied behind him, and a pendant shaped like a medicine pod around his waist.

If you have to describe this man in one sentence, it is very handsome!

There are women around to see it, the reserved beautiful eyes linger, the cheeks are crimson, the coquettish ones are a little coquettish, and the saliva is about to flow down......

Beichen opened his mouth and froze in place.

I just thought to myself, "Where did these two goods come from? Isn't this a net mess?!"

The man hurried to Beichen's side, and then helped him up.

With so many people around watching, Beichen couldn't continue to pretend to be dead on the ground, so he could only stand up reluctantly, and he still had to say insincere words of thanks in his mouth.

"Thank you for your help, dare to ask your son's name?"

"The surname is blue, and the single name is a single word!"

The man smiled, and at that moment, some women around couldn't help but scream, and Beichen also felt that his dog's eyes were about to be blinded.

"This guy is so handsome, could it be the protagonist?"

Beichen couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

Lan Xin restrained his smile, turned his head and said coldly, "You are really the pharmacist of the White Cloud Temple?"

"Huh?"

The man sneered and said, "Stinky boy, can't you see the white cloud sign on your head?"

The bloated man said, "What nonsense are you talking about him, if you don't come to seek healing, let him get out of here!"

Hearing this, the tall and thin man raised his eyebrows, and then walked towards Lan Xin, the distance between the two was only three feet, and I saw him rubbing his fists and roaring out with one palm.

The eighth layer of Qi training? Beichen didn't care.

"If this guy is really the protagonist, such a small character will definitely be able to be knocked down in an instant!"

"Oops!" a figure flew upside down.

The corners of Beichen's mouth twitched, because the person who was sent flying turned out to be Lan Xin!

"I thought he was the main character...... But that's fine, at least he won't disrupt my plans, it's time for Zheng Ping to play. ”

Uh-huh, uh-huh!

Beichen coughed frantically, blood kept spurting out, not only that, but he also looked at the alley intentionally or unintentionally.

"Are you alright?" a white palm landed on Beichen's shoulder.

Beichen looked back, and it turned out to be the Lan Xin who was knocked away!

"This son, are you alright?"

Lan Xin raised his head and said, "This palm is weak and weak, what can I do?" You wait here for a while, and when I get back to the field, I will come to heal the wounds on your body!"

was all beaten away, and he was still pretending to be forced here, Beichen couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Then, the unexpected happened.

I saw Lan Xin turn into a black shadow, and his figure instantly swept in front of the thin and tall man, who didn't have time to react, and the sound of slapping was endless!

Seeing this, the bloated man wanted to step forward to help, but Lan Xin turned around and kicked him to the goalpost.

When everyone saw this, they applauded, and they had a long-standing grudge against the pharmacist of Baiyun Temple!

Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cultivation of the two people in the Baiyun Temple, he could be regarded as having seen it, but it was just the realm of qi training.

But this Lan Xin who suddenly appeared, he couldn't see through the cultivation.

Because when the two sides were fighting just now, Lan Xin didn't show a little spiritual power fluctuation on his body, which made him extremely puzzled.

After Lan Xin finished cleaning up the two white-clothed people, he turned around and walked towards Beichen.

"Let me see your injuries!"

"No need......" Beichen said embarrassedly, this injury is all fake, if this Lan Xin has some real talent, then wouldn't he have to be seen through?