"Do you know how much it will cost me to see me?" Zamuhe rode on his horse and said condescendingly.

"I only know that your faction is bigger than the Great Grandmaster's." Mingyue said lightly.

"Have you seen the Grand Master?" Zamuhe's eyes froze.

"Not only did I see him, but I almost killed him." Mingyue said calmly.

In fact, he still lowered his head, that grassland national teacher was a peerless master of the celestial and human induction level.

Zamu Hehu looked at Mingyue suspiciously, and did not see any trace of lying.

The Taoist priest in front of him looked ordinary, not like a master who could kill the great grandmaster, even if it was a group attack, it was impossible.

When it comes to the group fight above the Grand Grandmaster, it doesn't make much sense, even if three Grandmasters besiege a Grand Grandmaster, it can only cause a little trouble, unless the three quasi-Grand Grandmasters still have a chance.

Of course, it doesn't make much difference whether Mingyue is lying or not, and he didn't come to fight.

"You've just done a trick to turn water into ice." Zamuhe said.

"It's just a little trick to carve insects." Mingyue said modestly.

"Please do it again." Zamuhe gestured.

The men behind him were still silent, but their eyes were full of shock, they had never heard Zamuhe say the word "please".

"It's all about the mad knife to ask for it." It didn't seem like he was here to declare war, so Mingyue also adopted a cooperative attitude.

It would naturally be best if he could do nothing, even if he and Ge Baoshan joined forces and were not afraid of Zamuhe, the caravan's guards were no match for the robbers.

He stretched out his palm, and a piece of pure ice quickly formed in the palm of his hand.

Zha Muhe's hanging hand suddenly raised, and Mingyue intuitively saw a flower in front of him, and the ice cube was snatched away by him.

Although Mingyue didn't plan to protect it, it also showed how fast Zamuhe moved.

"It's really a grandmaster-level master, no wonder he can become a desert bandit." Mingyue said darkly.

A grandmaster-level master can be a governor in the Central Plains, and it is more than enough to be a king in a small country in the Western Regions, even if he goes to a big country like Loulan and Khotan, it is enough to be a national teacher.

Of course, it is not the current Khotan, the current Khotanese national teacher Shicha Nanda is a top master at the level of a great grandmaster.

The legend of the high monk of Qiuzi Subashi Temple has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and is a figure once in a thousand years in the Western Regions, and is regarded as a living Buddha by Qiuzi and even the entire 36 countries of the Western Regions, and worships him.

Fortunately, these two eminent monks were devoted to the study of Buddhism and did not interfere in worldly affairs, otherwise the small countries near the two countries would have been annexed long ago.

However, these two eminent monks are the great treasures of suppressing luck in one country, and the two countries are also visibly prosperous.

A master at the level of a great grandmaster can suppress the luck of a country, and a master at the level of a grandmaster can also stir up a storm.

Such a character to be a governor and a national teacher, not to mention the daily progress and gold, is enough to enrich the party, and he is still sitting and waiting for someone to send it to the door, which is not much more comfortable than being a robber.

Therefore, although the robbers in the desert are fierce, the masters of the grandmaster level are rare.

Zamuhe is willing to be a sand thief as a grandmaster, that is, he pokes flies with his Tianxin finger, no wonder he has made a great name in just a few years and is rampant in the desert.

Zamuhe took the ice cube in his hand, and let the ice cube melt by the heat of his palm, turn into water droplets and fall on the gravel, and then evaporate rapidly.

"Are you practicing Yin and Cold Internal Skills?" He asked after a moment of silence.

"Sort of." This is an obvious thing, Mingyue has nothing to hide.

However, it can only be said that it is, because the main attribute of the decanate water true qi is yin rather than cold, and the cold qi is catalyzed by the technique of the decanate water cold palm, and if you use other palm methods, there will be no effect of condensing water into ice.

"Make a deal." Zamuhe said directly.

Hearing that Zamuhe said that he wanted to make a deal, Mingyue was not surprised, she ran over and asked so much, it was impossible to satisfy her curiosity, she must have a plan.

"'Crazy Knife' donor, please speak." Mingyue Road.

"You help me cure someone, healed, I'll let you go, and send you all the way out of the White Dragon Dui." Zamu said in a deep voice.

Bailongdui, located in the south of the Silk Road, in fact, the two roads in the south and the middle have to pass through from here, which is the only way to the country of Loulan.

It is a saline-alkali land with a rugged terrain and a very harsh environment, and most of the supplies of the people passing through it have been used, and if there are several days of sandstorms, people will be trapped, either starving to death or dying of thirst.

What's more, bandits are rampant there, horse bandits are everywhere, and it is the most difficult level for caravans to enter and exit the Western Regions.

If there is a big bandit escort like Zamuhe, a lot of trouble can undoubtedly be avoided.

Ani was ecstatic when she heard this, but she didn't speak, just glanced at Mingyue with her eyes.

Mingyue had also heard of Zamuhe's reputation for trustworthiness in the Western Regions, and he was a master of the Grandmaster, so he wouldn't break his promise.

"Tell me about the patient." He said cautiously.

"Have you ever heard of the Burning Sun Gong?" Zamuhe asked rhetorically.

"Is it the unique martial art of the 'Yantou Man' Zuo Fei?" Mingyue thought for a while.

"Yantou Man" Zuo Fei, a master who was rampant in the Western Regions forty years ago, burned wood and forests with a scorching sun qi knife in one hand, which was very powerful.

It's just that this person has a withdrawn personality, and he has no heirs and has never confiscated apprentices, how can this person who wants to be ruled by Zamuhe have his unique internal skills?

"Not bad. The person who wants you to cure has gone wrong when he practices the Yanyang Gong, and now he is attacked by the fire poison, and the person who needs to practice the Yin and Cold Internal Force to eliminate the fire poison in the body and force the scattered Yanyang Internal Force back into the dantian. "Zamuhedao.

This is a bit difficult to do, although he has deep internal strength, but he is good at fighting the enemy, but he is not very good at treating people, especially it sounds quite complicated.

The last time Mingyue helped Liu Zheng suppress the madness, it was because the two of them had the same internal force and the same origin, and if they were replaced by other internal skills, Liu Zheng would be half-crippled if he didn't die.

But he can't, and there is one person who is good at it.

"I wonder how far that person's internal strength has been trained?" Mingyue asked.

"Just opened a meridian." Zamu replied.

"Okay, then you can get someone here." He breathed a sigh of relief and decisively agreed.

It's just a meridian, and it's easy to use Ge Baoshan's skills.

Zamu nodded slightly, turned his head and raised his chin behind him.

One of the robbers immediately understood, turned his horse's head and ran in the direction he had come.

In a few moments, a carriage drove by.

When the carriage came, Zamuhe personally lifted the curtain of the carriage, and it was actually full of ice cubes, and a young man was lying in the middle of the ice, his face flushed and his expression painful.

He hugged the boy out of his arms, and as soon as he left the carriage, the boy's face turned even redder, as if there was a fire burning in his body.

"This is my son, Ayuxi." Zamuhe's tone was unusually gentle.

But his next sentence immediately returned to the true nature of the "mad knife", "Since you have promised, if you can't cure my son, the entire caravan will not be left." ”

"Let's take a look first, brother." Mingyue ignored his threat and turned around to call Ge Baoshan.

"Didn't you cure it?" Zamuhe frowned.

"That's my senior brother Qingfeng, although his internal strength is not as good as mine, but he is proficient in medical skills, and he also has a hand of decanic water and pulse brushing method to explore the pulse and regulate qi." Mingyue boasted for Ge Baoshan.

Zamuhe looked at Ge Baoshan, who looked like a bad old man, and was a little hesitant in his heart.

"If you want to treat it, if you don't want to treat it, you will start fighting. The most annoying thing is that you family members of patients judge people by their appearance. Ge Baoshan saw his thoughts, and he didn't have a good air.

Seeing that Ge Baoshan dared to be rude to the leader, the subordinates behind Zha Muhe all pressed their hands on the hilt of their knives and glared angrily, and they all rushed up and cut him into seventeen or eighteen sections.

But Zamuhe calmed down, when he was still a prince, he also saw many famous doctors, all of whom were such dog tempers who loved to cure but could not cure.

The greater the ability, the worse the temper, this is the truth of the world, except for the Taoist real people who are gentle and tranquil, and the Buddhist monks who have no desires and desires, they are not exempt from vulgarity.

"Then there is the chief of the road." Zamuhe is such a son, he loves his life on weekdays, even if he is arrogant and fierce, at this time he saw the hope of treatment, and his attitude softened by seven points.

"Since my junior brother has promised you, I should do my best." Ge Baoshan said proudly.

He reached out and put his hand on Ah Yuxi's wrist, closed his eyes for a moment and opened them.

"How's my son?" Zamuhe asked.

"It's not a big problem." Ge Baoshan replied.

Zamuhe suddenly sighed and hurriedly said, "Then ask the Taoist chief to help." ”

"There's no rush. Come here, boy. He didn't do it immediately, but called Liu Zheng, who was watching the play.

"How are you doing?" Ge Baoshan asked.

"It's the first glimpse of the door." Liu Zheng said cautiously.

These days, he did not relax because he was in a hurry, but seized every opportunity to practice martial arts.

He has already passed the pulse pulse, and he has twice the result with half the effort when he practices martial arts, and with the characteristic bonus of "martial arts wizard", all his martial arts have improved a lot.

"Okay, after I disperse the fire poison in his body later, you will be responsible for forcing the scattered internal force back to the dantian." Ge Baoshan commanded.

"Yes, Master." Liu Zheng knew that this was an opportunity for him to practice, and immediately agreed.

Of course, Zamuhe also knew, and his face was not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice: "Dao Chief, it's not appropriate for your disciple to use my son to practice." ”

"Your son's illness is easy for me, but if there is a slight mistake, the three of us will kill each other." Ge Baoshan said confidently.

He said so, and Zamuhe had nothing to say, but secretly decided in his heart that if this old Taoist priest was blowing nonsense, he would let him understand what it meant to live and not die.

Fortunately, there were no twists and turns in the treatment process, the fire poison in Ah Yuxi's body was successfully removed, the internal force was also back on track, and Liu Zheng also got a valuable opportunity to practice, and his mastery of the dehydration method was one step further.

"Abba." Ah Yuxi, who woke up, saw his father and shouted weakly.

"Abba's here. When you are recovering from a serious illness, I will send you back to rest first. Zamuhe said softly.

He gestured with a look, and several of his subordinates immediately emptied the ice in the carriage, carried Ah Yuxi into the carriage, and turned around and drove towards the vast desert.