It was late at night, but neither of them slept.

As soon as Song Ping'an returned to the small courtyard, he closed the door and settled down, and he continued to cultivate. But Lu Qiming is a rare person who has difficulty sleeping, and the word "doctor" keeps coming to his mind.

Lu Qiming didn't pay attention to this matter at all, and even if he knew that there was a magic cultivation involved, he didn't think that the matter was so serious - as far as he knew, Zhongzhou didn't cultivate into a powerful magic cultivation at all.

However, when he saw the "doctor" during the day, Lu Qiming's heart sank suddenly-too careless!

The small lines on the wooden sign have long been blurred, but the word "medicine" is as clear as if it had just been written. When people look at it, they will subconsciously think that it is the use of different inks that causes this difference. However, with Lu Qiming's perceptual ability, he clearly knows that the texture of the ink is the same, and the difference is the person who writes!

Lu Qiming was shocked to find that the word "medicine" was wrapped in the five elements of Yuan Li!

You must know that the five basic elemental forces that make up the heavens and the earth are scattered at will, and it is difficult for manpower to control them - not to mention that a word written by hand can drive the five elements of elemental forces to converge and form a small cycle of their own!

Such a word, not to mention the wind and rain, even if the whole wooden board is annihilated into powder, the word "medicine" will float in the air and will not dissipate.

The more Lu Qiming thought about it, the more shocked he became--even with his knowledge, he had never seen such a strong person! He suddenly regretted why he didn't bring some masters with him when he came...... No, for people of this level, it is useless to bring as many people as you want.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiming could no longer lie down in peace. He suddenly rolled over and got out of bed, lit the lamp, walked to the desk, pressed a new piece of paper, and took a brush dipped in ink to copy.

Lu Qiming's eyes were fixed on the tip of the pen, and his heart was carefully "looking" at the word "medicine" that was engraved in his heart. He took great pains to write every stroke, writing very slowly, trying to get a sense of the man's understanding of the five elements.

He probably guessed that the man had written this on purpose to draw his attention, and that was why he had not immediately pulled out his feet and ran—he had been secretly lucky about the man's position—could it be his mother, who had left suddenly a few years ago?

Lu Qiming's state of mind has always been praised by his elders, but this night, in the shadow of the irresistible strongman, it is difficult for him to maintain his indifference, and the good and bad may be a mess in his mind. He looked at the face full of the word "medicine" that was only lost in its shape and smiled bitterly, ready to put down the pen and put an end to this meaningless attempt.

In the extremely dark and quiet night, Lu Qiming sighed lightly, looked away from the paper, and naturally looked at the inkstone on the right......

Shadow?!

There's a second shadow - someone very close to the right rear!

Song Ping'an? No! It's not her!

Lu Qiming's wrist froze in the air, and the cold sweat on his back came down with a brush -- the mechanism was useless, the poison was useless, and his own extraordinary induction failed! All the warnings and defenses that had been carefully set up were completely ignored! A drop of ink dripped silently, and Lu Qiming felt a chill all over his body when he thought about that word.

What should I do! All kinds of countermeasures in his mind quickly appeared and were quickly rejected, Lu Qiming put down the pen as naturally as possible, and brushed his fingers over an inconspicuous edge of the inkstone; he walked back to the bed slowly, and his seemingly unintentional steps were actually stepping on the key position step by step.

The placement of each object in his room is meticulous, and together they form a powerful formation that can only be used once - as long as it is activated in a specific way, no matter where the enemy is in the house, they can be attacked together. But is it possible that this person will not find out and stop it?

Lu Qiming's mind was tense, and Yu Guang kept paying attention to the shadow—very well, it didn't move—and he silently stepped on the last step of the formation launch.

The room was deadly silent, only the slight breathing sound of Lu Qiming alone.

Without warning, a sharp explosion of air rang out in all directions at the same time—tiny arrows of ghostly light shot out from countless unimaginable angles, and tables, stools, and cabinets pierced by arrows burst open one after another, blurring the vision with powder, and paralyzing hallucinogenic powder overflowing the entire space in the blink of an eye!

The strong and powerful internal force instantly erupted from all over his body, and Lu Qiming turned around and pounced on the black shadow in an instant, from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and the extremely fast speed actually left a vague afterimage in the same place!

People are fast, knives are faster!

The distance between the room was so short, and the sound of the air explosion brought out by the arrow had not yet passed, and Lu Qiming's knife had pierced through the black shadow extremely quickly and steadily!

It doesn't feel right!

The knife stabbed close to the empty air one second ago, but this second it was like a deep quagmire! Lu Qiming was startled, and without hesitation, he let go of the knife and threw it back, leaning back to avoid it......

Lu Qiming's reaction was not slow, but the black shadow was faster!

The sawdust was still falling silently in the air, Lu Qiming had just begun to dodge, the black shadow was still standing motionless, and suddenly there was a strange dead silence in the room!

Before he could react, a strong warning of dying penetrated into his heart like a photoelectric light, and Lu Qiming's hairs stood on end in an instant-under the highly condensed spiritual power, he felt a cold sharp qi condensed out of thin air in front of him, and his throat ached--it was a means of cultivation!

"Fight!" he whispered in his heart. In an instant, more powerful power merged into the meridians, and the stinging pain hit, and the fragile body began to appear countless small cracks due to the excessive force.

I saw Lu Qiming's body leaning back strangely at an angle that defied common sense, and finally narrowly avoided the colorless and formless qi blade at the last moment.

Lu Qiming took a quick breath, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest; the internal force was running non-stop, and the move was not yet old, so he quickly swept to the side with a wrong step, and in the blink of an eye, several hidden weapons were ready to be fired!

But he didn't have time to send it! Before he could raise his hand, another cold breath on the back of his neck that was not unfamiliar was coming mercilessly—this time faster!

No, it's too late! Lu Qiming's eyes tightened, so he had to take advantage of the situation and pounce forward and slam on the ground. When he looked up again, he felt that the collar behind him was slightly moist and hot, and the smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated.

Lu Qiming happened to stop at the place where the knife fell at this time, and his hand had already grasped the knife again. However, he looked up at the black shadow, which was so light that it forced him to do so without even the slightest movement, and his body was close to its limit...... Although he had a knife in his hand, Lu Qiming still couldn't help but feel powerless, he knew that the gap was too big and too big.

The black shadow suddenly moved, and he walked towards Lu Qiming. Lu Qiming realized that the black shadow was not tall.

The black shadow stood still in front of Lu Qiming. Lu Qiming still couldn't see his face, but he clearly felt his gaze.

It was an absolutely cold look down on the eyes.

The black shadow stared at Lu Qiming for a long time, and didn't say a word, but this indifference was more uncomfortable than sarcasm.

The black shadow suddenly disappeared in place without a sound, and a page of paper slowly floated down from the sky and slid down to Lu Qiming's feet.

Lu Qiming silently picked it up and unfolded it - it turned out to be an invitation letter. But it can be seen that it was written a long time ago, and there should have been many lines, but they were all erased at this time, leaving only his name and the words "go to the hospital".

Lu Qiming stared at the handwriting on the paper and coughed softly. He looked around the mess and stood up quietly in the middle of the night.

The candlelight reflected the paper with the word "medicine" written on it, and there was a slight reflection.

The ink has not dried.

......

Song Ping'an slept surprisingly heavy this night, and when he woke up, it was almost noon, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't know what day it was.

Although she was comfortable, she was in a terrible mood - she was responsible for the livelihood and expectations of her family, so she engraved the word "hard work" in her heart, and she had not been as lazy as she is today.

She quickly rolled over and got up, cleaned up briefly, and pushed the door out.

Lu Qiming had obviously already gotten up, and at this time he was leaning on the rattan rocking chair lazily basking in the sun, holding a teacup in one hand and a scroll in the other, so comfortable. Hearing the sound of the door, he shook Song Ping'an twice as a greeting, pointed to the hut opposite, and said, "I brought you some snacks, eat some if you're hungry." ”

Song Ping'an thanked him, and when he walked closer to the house, he faintly smelled a fresh smell of medicine. She suddenly remembered what Lu Qiming was good at, and couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help but turn around and ask him: "I seemed to sleep too heavily yesterday, you won't be ......?"

Lu Qiming looked up in amazement and said, "Do you feel unwell?" Come and let me take a look." ”

Song Ping'an saw that his expression of concern did not seem to be fake, and he suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I thought too much...... I guess it's just because I've been a little tired lately. ”

Then she suddenly thought, what is Lu Qiming doing with medicine? She observed Lu Qiming's face, he was facing the sun at this time, and he only looked very pale and couldn't see anything. But Song Ping'an still asked: "I just smelled the smell of medicine, are you okay?"

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm afraid that my hands will be embarrassed. Lu Qiming replied casually, got up and walked towards Song Ping'an, and said, "Stretch out your hand, I'll show you." ”

Lu Qiming concentrated on his pulse, and his expression was loose and tight. He looked at Lu Ping'an, his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Song Ping'an looked at his serious expression, and his heart was worried.

"Tell me the truth, what is your talent for the five elements?" Lu Qiming suddenly asked a question that was not related to cattle and horses.

The five elements make up heaven and earth, and also make up the human body. However, there are still huge differences between each person, and their affinity for the Five Elements Yuan Force is different—this represents a difference in cultivation talent. Taking the "water" of the five elements as an example, only when the affinity for the water element force reaches a high level will it be judged as a water system constitution. Although people who don't count any physique can cultivate, it is difficult to break through the most basic "martial arts" even if they work thousands of times harder than others.

Song Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Mainly 'soil', as well as wood and water." ”

Three-line physique!

In fact, the vast majority of martial arts cultivators are single-lineage physiques, and there are few second-line ones, and the third-line is even more one-in-a-million. But many times, not all "multi-line" talents are strong. This is the case of Song Ping'an -- "wood", "earth" and "water" are mutually restrictive.

The ordinary exercises circulating in the market cannot help cultivators avoid the Yuan Power of mutual restraint, and cultivating in this way will not only achieve half the result, but also damage the body for a long time. But Song Ping'an can reach a martial artist so young under such circumstances, I don't know how much suffering he has suffered.

Lu Qiming sighed in his heart, this is a woman with great perseverance. He was silent for a while, and then said to her, "Miss Song, you'd better slow down your cultivation frequency first. If this continues, you may experience irreversible damage to your body. ”

How can that be done? Song Ping'an sighed softly in his heart. She looked at Lu Qiming and smiled, but didn't speak.

Seeing her resolute eyes, Lu Qiming knew that it was impossible to persuade her, so he turned around and went back to the room and quickly wrote two prescriptions and handed them to her.

It is impossible for Song Ping'an to spend money on medicinal materials for a long time, but he will not refuse the kindness of others for no reason and reach out to take it. She glanced at it casually, one was to regulate the body, and the other was to warm the meridians and facilitate cultivation......

Wait, the medicinal herbs on it - Song Ping'an was pleasantly surprised to find that almost every medicinal herb on it could be picked by himself when he went out to practice. Song Ping'an was moved in her heart, she didn't say anything sensational, she only kept this kindness in her heart.

Lu Qiming had already entered his room at this time, and he didn't know what he was doing, but he laughed loudly and said, "What are you still doing standing there stupidly? Go and clean up, we have to go to that 'medical hall' in the afternoon!"

Song Ping'an hurriedly answered and went to clean up, and suddenly stopped after walking a few steps - when did she promise to go with him?

She burst out laughing and walked on.

......

The outside of the humble little medical hall was still overcrowded, and people seeking medical treatment, curious, provocative, and joining in the fun stood layer after layer, and Lu Qiming and the others were completely blocked outside and couldn't even see the door.

"Everyone, please let me pass for a while!" the voice of the young man Qingyue sounded, and the crowd suddenly fell silent - everyone turned their heads to look at him.

After the silence, the crowd immediately resounded with more enthusiastic discussions.

"Look, look, it's a little miracle doctor!"

"He's here!"

"Is it just him? Looks ordinary......"

"How high can you be a doctor at such a young age......?

"You don't know! I'll tell you......"

"Do you think he can make it?"

"Impossible! I see that old man clearly only wants to make a name for himself, not really to pass on any medical skills!"

"It's just that...... I also know ......"

......

Lu Qiming smiled and nodded to the Quartet in thanks, ignoring all kinds of eyes, and walked straight through the crowd without changing his face. Song Ping'an hesitated slightly, but also stubbornly followed.

When the two of them got closer, they saw that several people were already being tested by the old doctor.

Lu Qiming still looked at the wooden sign with words written on it at first glance, and then noticed the old man in brocade sitting quietly next to the wooden sign, he was closing his eyes and recuperating, and there was no reaction to Lu Qiming's arrival.

It's not that black shadow - Lu Qiming looked at the figure of the old man in brocade and made a firm judgment.

What is the first question? Lu Qiming looked around--There were a few tables and couches randomly placed in the open space in front of him, and there were several people of different ages who were engrossed in quickly flipping through a book while writing something on the paper on the table. They are either full of confidence, or frowning, or confused, and some even have angry faces, which makes the onlookers scratch their heads. The only thing that is the same is that the paper in front of everyone is densely filled with words.