Even if he didn't say it, Cong Ye could guess the purpose of the king's visit.

At this turbulent time, the king was driven to the remote town of Zhenbei by the great governor who launched a mutiny, and if he wanted to defeat the grand governor, return to the national capital, and then take over the power of the world, the king could only choose to hire capable people from the country. If only Murong Shilin and his ilk could do it, they would not have fled to Zhenbei City.

The king naturally learned about Cong Ye's situation from Zhan Bo and Murong Shilin, so he made up his mind to come to visit. If it weren't for the coercion of the times, I am afraid it would be very difficult to do it.

"Doctor Cong, the widow wants to hire a doctor as a national teacher, I don't know what Doctor Cong wants?"

Cong Ye smiled after hearing this, and said:

"His Majesty's move is nothing more than an attempt to defeat the counter-soldiers of the Grand Governor, and this matter should be ordered under the Order. As for the official position, it is not what you want. ”

"What does Dr. Cong want?"

At the same time as he asked this sentence, the king was still a little nervous in his heart, what if Cong Ye wanted his throne?

"I just want to know one thing, is there any monk in Dalin, or is there a sect of cultivating immortals?"

Hearing Cong Ye's question, the king obviously showed a look of surprise. However, that look was only fleeting, and if it weren't for the bush leaves, I'm afraid it would be difficult for others to notice.

There is a door, Cong Ye can't help but say secretly in his heart.

"Doctor Cong, what do you say? The Immortal Cultivation Sect was not there in China as early as a few hundred years ago. ”

"So it was hundreds of years ago?"

"Yes, no one knew where they came out of nowhere. As if it appeared overnight, in the location of the north city of this town, there was an additional immortal cultivation sect called the 'Beihai Sect'. ”

Cong Ye found that the king's words were exactly the same as what he had seen in those ancient books, and he couldn't help but get excited again.

"Unfortunately, just like their appearance, the disappearance of the 'Beihai faction' is also puzzling, and it disappeared without a trace overnight. Only a mortal city remains, which is the origin of Zhenbei City. ”

"At that time, didn't the imperial court have any intersection with the 'Beihai faction'?"

"Yes, yes, but only formally."

After listening to the king's explanation, Cong Ye understood.

Because cultivating immortals requires resources, the Beihai faction and the imperial court at that time hit it off, and the imperial court promised to provide all the country's immortal cultivation resources to the Beihai faction, and the Beihai faction ensured the safe continuation of imperial power.

"At that time, did the Beihai Sect recruit disciples from the laity?"

"According to historical records, in the first few years, the Beihai Sect planned to recruit disciples from among the laity, but after selecting and choosing, the whole country could not find a suitable person for cultivation, so in the end it had to give up."

"How is this possible?"

"yes, it's always a mystery, and no one knows why. Why are the laymen here not suitable for cultivation? ”

With the understanding that Congye has come to this time and space for more than 20 years, there is no lack of heaven and earth aura here, not only is there no shortage, but it is much richer than the earth. In this way, there can only be one explanation, that is, the physique of the people here is not good.

For the first time, Cong Ye secretly decided in his heart whether this was the case or not, and he would go back and teach Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter the mantra of the Void Exercise Method to test it.

"Your Majesty, I promise to help you assess the rebellion with two requirements."

"Doctor Cong, please speak."

"First, give my maid Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter a suitable title. Second, I can browse the collection of books in the imperial court at will, including rare books, and even what you think is anti-books, and you are not allowed to hide them from me. ”

The king didn't say a word, and immediately agreed to Congye's two requests.

After seeing off the king, Cong Ye went downstairs to treat the strange patient.

Sure enough, the senior brother still listened to the advice of the senior brother and did not make any more trouble. The key is that he is afraid of Congye from the bottom of his heart, and the fact that he can push him to the opposite street in the air is still beyond his cognition, even the master who was worshiped by him as a god, but now lying unconscious on the hospital bed, will never be able to do it.

When Cong Ye came down, it was just when Ouyang Lanlan finished applying the needle according to Cong Ye's instructions.

"Lan Lan go upstairs and rest, leave it to me here."

"Master, Lan Lan is not tired."

As usual, Ouyang Lanlan and her daughter Qian Ying stood on the side in an orderly manner, watching how Cong Ye treated the patient in front of them.

I saw Cong Ye stretch out his hand and put it on the other party's wrist again, and stood there quietly without moving.

After about an hour, I suddenly heard the person on the hospital bed "ouch", and then I opened my eyes and saw that my wrist was held in the hand of a strange young man, and I was about to pull it out in a hurry. At the same time, struggling to sit up.

"I think you'd better not be reckless now, or I'll not save you if you go mad again."

"Master!"

"Master, are you awake?!"

The senior brother who had been staring nervously at the patient on the bed had already pounced and screamed in surprise.

"You, me."

With just those three words, the patient closed his mouth, as if he was deliberately hiding from the apprentices.

Cong Ye could see that the patient didn't want his disciple to know that his current symptoms were going mad, so could it be guessed that the exercises practiced by the patient came from one of these two disciples, and he was secretly cultivating behind his own disciple's back. Thinking of this, Cong Ye secretly probed:

"Stealing the secret tips sent by the disciples is not authentic."

The voice that suddenly appeared in his mind was clearly from the young doctor who was treating himself, but seeing that the two disciples were at a loss, the patient on the bed almost didn't jump up directly.

Originally, as soon as I woke up, I felt that there was a stream of true qi in the meridians in my body that was running slowly, and it was not my own. quickly reacted, and the thin True Qi came from the fingertips of the young doctor on his wrist. This is enough to surprise, I didn't expect the other party to condense the sound into a line, which is the so-called "sound transmission" technique. This is even more remarkable, how far he has to cultivate to do this, even he doesn't know.

In fact, this strange patient misunderstood Cong Ye, who used the sound transmission of ideas, not the sound transmission technique in martial arts.

"Haven't asked the doctor for his last name?"

Cong Ye replied:

"You're welcome, Bush Leaves."

"Doctor Cong is good, in Ouyang Fengchun."

Then he pointed to the two disciples in the room and said,

"The eldest disciple Ouyang Lixia, the second disciple Qian Min."

Only now did Cong Ye know the names of the two brothers.

"The skills of the two high-level apprentices, especially Ouyang Lixia's horizontal kung fu, I'm afraid there are seven or eight points of fire."

"Falsely praised, compared to Doctor Cong, our master and apprentice are nothing."

Judging from this Ouyang Fengchun's expression and actions, Cong Ye had already determined that his guess was good, and he did not interface, but directly transmitted his thoughts:

"I want to take a look at Mr. Ouyang's practice secrets, I don't know if it's okay?"

Ouyang Fengchun nodded lightly to Cong Ye because he was not good at speaking in front of the two apprentices.

"Lan Lan, Xiao Ying, prepare the wine and food, I want to have two drinks with Mr. Ouyang."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing Cong Ye say that he wanted to drink with the master, the master's condition was naturally fine, and Ouyang Lixia and Qian Min's moods suddenly improved. Alternative Medicine

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Chapter 411 of the main text, four hundred and twenty-one national teachers——

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