Jing Ye opened the old cover and looked at it quietly, and the pavilion patrol looked at it quietly with a serious expression.

After reading the entire book, Jing Ye was amazed, the author of this book had his own unique understanding of cultivation and refining pills.

There is no mention of her name in the whole book, the author has a tripod, named Jinghong Ding, this tripod is made by herself, she not only uses Ding medicine, but also uses Ding to make poison.

As long as anything is cultivated to a certain level, it will have a spirit, for example, the White Snake Ding of the Pavilion Patrol has a Ding Spirit Xiaoyu.

Jinghongding also has a Ding Ling, but it is not mentioned in the book.

The author's proposition is that people are good and bad, and things are good and bad, and as a doctor, it is the duty of a doctor to save people's lives, but he should not be merciful when dealing with bad people.

A rescuer can also become a murderer, and if he refines medicine, he can also refine poison.

There is an exercise recorded in the book: the silver flower needle

There are many acupuncture points in the human body, and some of them, such as the temples and the dumb door acupoints, are extremely important.

As long as you hit the accurate acupuncture points, you will faint at least and die at worst.

The needle is thin and light, easy to carry, and not easy to be found, and it is a must-have for doctors.

Silver flower needle, with the help of the wind blade to tear the space, rejecting people thousands of miles away, easy to kill the enemy, the silver needle passed, submerged in the blood, the tip of the needle attached to the silver flower poison, even if it was a Daluo immortal, as long as the needle was pierced accurately, pierced, he would not escape death.

The book also describes the materials and curative effects of many poisons and medicines.

"A doctor has a heart without a heart. This is the last sentence in the book.

Jing Ye was interested in the Jinghongding and Yinhua Needle in the book, and looked at other basic books, all of which were some gossip about the rivers and lakes, and there was a big bold character written on one page, Xiuxian Legend Shirt Qiao He had a private meeting with Mei Jiao Niang at night, and turned a few pages, most of them were some interesting stories about Miss Gongzi, although there was no nutrition, but occasionally a look, it was also fun.

"A doctor has a heart without a heart. Jing Ye repeated the last sentence of the book, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

Jing Ye looked around again and found that the pavilion was gone.

The room illuminated by the huge night pearl was dim, and the surrounding cave walls could not be seen clearly.

Jing Ye took out the fire fold, walked in and looked, a leopard was probing to the right, moving the fold in his hand to the right, a bird, a fox, an eagle, the more he walked on the stone wall, the more shocking the picture became, and finally a woman appeared, surrounded by a group of beasts, all of them showed respect, prostrate at their feet.

The woman wears a long skirt, the soft green silk hangs down to the slender waist, and her face... Why does this man have no face?

There is a heart in the chest that is vividly depicted and seems to be beating.

When the heart came back to his senses, Jing Ye's hand couldn't help but touch it.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the fingertips, as if it had been pricked by the stinger of a scorpion, and then the heart on the stone wall was gone.

A red mark appeared on Jingye's wrist, only the size of a fingernail, like a ding.

"It's... What the hell is going on?" Jing Ye rubbed the marks on her hands vigorously, but no matter how she wiped them, the marks on her wrists were still clear.

Jingye's feet softened, he fell to the ground, and fainted.

"Jingye, Jingye. The gazebo patrol's voice called.

Jing Ye slowly opened his eyes and saw the Pavilion Patrol looking at him with an anxious face.

"I... It's okay. Jing Ye said.

"It's okay. The gazebo patrol breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Ye looked at the stone table, the books on it had long since disappeared, and only a vase was still standing quietly.

"Why is the book missing?" asked Keiba.

"I don't know. The pavilion patrol looked puzzled.

"There were a few books on this table, and this stone wall. Jing Ye got out of bed and walked to the table, and it was indeed gone.

When I came to the stone wall, I lit the fire fold, and the light immediately illuminated the stone wall, and it was empty.

Jing Ye continued to illuminate the stone wall with a fire fold, no, no, no!

Immediately opened the sleeves, and the marks on the wrists were still there.

Doubts filled Jingye's brain, since the book is gone, and the painting on the stone wall never exists, how can the imprint be explained?

"Jing Ye, what's wrong?" the Pavilion Patrol followed Jing Ye, watching her carefully examine the stone wall, as if looking for something.

Jing Ye didn't speak, but just showed him the Ding seal on his wrist.

The gazebo looked around, and his pupils shrank, "This is Dingyin, and I have it too." ”

Lifting the sleeves, Jing Ye saw that the Pavilion Patrol also had a similar mark on his wrist.

"What does this mean?" asked Jing Ye.

"It means that you also have a tripod device. The Pavilion Patrol explained.

"Ding?" Jing Ye looked at the bright red Ding Yin, pounding like a beating heart.