In his sleep, someone actually went into the couch at night, which really scared Sima Jiu.

Sima Jiu sat up suddenly, staring, but the person in front of him was not Yu Wenkai, a hair-dyed monster in his sleep.

That person was none other than Sun Simiao, the king of white yams.

He was looking at Sima Jiu with a strange expression, his eyes were like a biology teacher who dissected small animals in his previous life.

"You stretch out your arms and feet and let the old man probe the pulse." The White Yam King's tone did not have a trace of emotion, and he looked at Sima Jiudao, who was sleepy-eyed.

Waking up in the middle of the night, coupled with the unscrupulous sneaking into the bedroom, made Sima Jiu's scalp tingle.

However, in the face of the White Yam King's request, he couldn't refuse.

So, he put his right hand and right foot out of the bed.

The White Yam King quickly clicked on Sima Jiu's hands and feet, and a few breaths entered Sima Jiu's body from the position where the White Yam King started.

Then, Sima Jiu felt a slight pain, and then, his whole body was itchy and unbearable.

If it weren't for the White Yam King who kept looking at Sima Jiu, he would definitely scratch and stop the itch.

This process lasted for half an hour, and just when Sima Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to speak out to resist, Sun Simiao showed a slightly abrupt expression.

Then, he pulled out a gold needle more than a foot long from his waist, and the tip of the needle shone brightly.

"Senior, what are you going to ......" Sima Jiu swallowed deeply and subconsciously shook his head.

The White Yam King was about to take the needle, but he noticed Sima Jiu's expression of refusal, so he stopped moving.

Sima Jiu looked at the White Yam King as if he had given up the idea of using needles on him, and after half a sound, he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, didn't you say that I am the noble vein of the strange veins?" However, as the master of innocence said, there seems to be something wrong with my inner breath? ”

'Your vein? You believe this kind of nonsense. People in the world, no matter what kind of skin they have, their pulses are indeed similar, and there will not be much difference. ”

"The old man just wants to scare the innocent monk." The White Yam King showed a hint of unconvinced expression.

"Well, that's it!"

Sima Jiu was speechless for a while.

Sure enough, both ancient and modern, healers are people with exquisite hearts.

The White Yam King glanced at him, and seemed to be able to see the slander in his heart.

"Since the Han Dynasty, Buddhism has entered our Kyushu from the Western Regions, and it has developed very rapidly, and now, whether it is in the folk believers or in the temple, it is far above my doctor."

"The Buddhist classics are all-encompassing, but you have a special body, and you have never seen a pulse like you, so naturally it can't be regarded as a big mistake."

Sima Jiu heard the White Yam King say this, and subconsciously touched his chest.

He can clearly feel the two internal breaths in his body, each playing its own role, one entrenched in his chest and the other entrenched in his abdomen, which seems to be really different from what Tong Zhen said.

Could it be that my protagonist's aura is just exposed?

"Buddhism is in other fields, or above my doctor's family, but pulse pathology is my doctor's strength. Your strange vein, the old man just knows something about it in a classic. The White Yam King smiled.

Sima Jiu found that Nalan Lingyun's uncle, the master of the medical family, the White Yam King, practiced medicine and helped people like a humble gentleman, but when it came to the origin of the doctor, he was arrogant and rude like a noble prince.

"There was once a person in my doctor's family who had a strange vein like you."

"Oh?" Sima Jiu stretched his neck, he didn't expect that there would be someone with the same pulse as him.

"He is a famous sage of my medical family, the thirteenth generation head of the medical family, the great sage of the late Han Dynasty, Hua Tuo, Hua Yuanhua, that is, the ninth generation master of the harmless sword." The White Yam King looked directly into Sima Jiu's eyes.

Sima Jiu was shocked in his heart, but after he read the Yin Fu Sutra, the Qi Cultivation Kung Fu, which is what later generations called emotional control, was already very good.

The White Yam King stared at Sima Jiu's eyes, but what he saw was only surprise that had nothing to do with himself.

"The appearance of the strange vein, the opening of the harmless sword supernatural power, perhaps, it is God's intention to revitalize my doctor's family, so that you can get married to my doctor's family." The White Yam King muttered to himself.

"The predecessor of the medicine king, in fact, Xiaosheng...... Xiaosheng's intention is to join the office. ”

"It is a great blessing for the world that the benevolence of a doctor helps the world, but the affairs of the world cannot eliminate the suffering of the world by relying only on the power of the doctor." Sima Jiu recalled the feelings of Mr. Lu Xun in his previous life, and his tone was impassioned.

The White Yam King shook his head again and again, and replied angrily: "Hun boy, everyone has their own ambitions, and the old man didn't force you to enter the doctor's house. It's just that you are gifted, and you are really the best choice for inheriting the medical Tao. ”

"You have a relationship with my doctor, and the old man is here to teach you the doctor's heart."

"There are seven layers of divine power of the harmless sword, this is what Hua Yuanhua said in the last chapter of the Green Capsule Sutra, the Green Capsule Sutra and the Innocent Sword were originally the treasures inherited by the doctor, and the old man and the senior sister Miaochun each kept a part."

"In the Qing Capsule Sutra, it only describes the mystery of the harmless sword technique to the sky, which lies in the refined understanding of Zhuzi's scholarship, not one family, but nine families."

"Before Hua Yuan incarnated, he had comprehended the four families, and he had already obtained the reputation of the world's first sword, and his inference of the seven-layer supernatural power was based on the profundity of pulse medicine, not his own cultivation of the seven-layer." The White Yam King was violently indoctrinated.

"Hua Yuanhua is Hua Tuo, he actually has the reputation of the world's first sword? Xiao Sheng still remembers that he was killed by Cao Mengde. What the predecessors said, is there some disobedience, are you sure you are not fooling Xiaosheng? ”

Sima Jiu was suspicious in his heart, with an ignorant expression, but he only replied with the words "I see".

"The strange veins in your body are the inheritance of the first sword in the world. The world only knows that the doctor is benevolent and helpful, and a few people know that the essence of the doctor is the key to opening the doctor's most precious non-injury sword. ”

Sun Simiao is a complete medical supremacist, and when he said this, he was already full of smiles.

"Sure enough, no matter how good the doctor is, he can use the knife." Sima Jiu remembered the stalk of the secret agent of the star master in his previous life, and smiled.

Bai Yam Sheng thought that Sima Jiu was also happy for the doctor, and couldn't help but think that his children could be taught, thought about it, and took out a thin scripture book from his arms.

"This is the culmination of Huayuan's chemical medicine and sword theory: the Qing Capsule Sutra, the old man has already understood its medical theory, and it can be used for harmless sword and sword theory...... The old man hopes that you can understand. The White Yam King casually handed the doctor's hand to Sima Jiu.

"Senior Medicine King, please forgive Xiaosheng for his courage, Xiaosheng heard that Hua Yuanhua's predecessor was harmed by Cao Mengde. If Hua's predecessors had such martial arts, how could they accept their fate. Sima Jiu picked up the yellowed booklet and couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a rumor in the rivers and lakes, before Hua Yuanhua left Xuchang, he left the harmless sword and the green capsule scripture at the doctor's house, and then he went west to Kunlun."

The White Yam King said lightly: "Since then, no one has seen him again. ”

"Go west to Kunlun, Kunlun is empty, I don't know what is the so-called thing?" The boy thought to himself.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. Although the reputation of the green capsule is not obvious, it is indeed another treasure of my doctor, you hold a sword without injury, and now you have the green capsule meridian, hope to do it yourself, do not be too showy. The White Yam King earnestly taught.

"Thank you for your advice!" Sima Jiu sincerely thanked him.

"In the coming year, you can represent my doctor at the Nine Talents Conference. Most people in the world think that my doctor will only practice medicine to help people, and you kid must let the world understand the true skills of my doctor. The White Yam King's tone was deep, as if he was unconvinced.

Sima Jiudao: "The doctor saves the body in the open, and saves people in the dark, the country is like the torso of a person, and my doctor's strategy starts from pharmacology, which can save the country." The literary and medical family can create a prosperous world, the martial medicine family swordsmanship is through the sky, the nine sons, and the doctor should be the first. ”

When Sun Simiao heard this, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he only felt that every word Sima Jiu said was cool to his bone marrow.

He repeated Sima Jiu's words a few times before leaving Sima Jiu's bedroom with a smile.

"I'm scared to death baby, it turns out that the White Yam King is a 'voyeur' demon." Sima Jiu was pleasantly surprised, patting his chest.