With the movements of his hands, Li Xiaobai explained at the same time: "Buddhism has clouds, a flower and a world, a leaf and a Bodhi, and a drop of water in the Buddha's view, 84,000 lives, in the world we live in, there are countless lives in every corner, most of them are very small, so small that they can't be seen at all, among which there are good and bad, the bad ones make people sick, poisoned, and even poisoned, we can use spirits, salt water, garlic juice, dandelions, Propolis, and even boiling to kill these tiny creatures, so as to avoid life and poison, what I do now is to pre-treat the wound first, cut off the place where the poison has accumulated the most and cannot be recovered, and take care of the overall situation. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

These healers usually do a lot of work to cut carrion, and although they feel fresh and even unheard of Li Xiaobai's words, they faintly feel that there is some truth.

Among them, the methods of cutting off rot with a knife, using salt water and boiling are also the same methods they have been using, and when they heard that there are so many new methods, they immediately felt that they felt eye-opening.

Although you can still use a soldering iron, it is too inhumane, and the burnt wound is also easy to crack, although the hemostatic effect is immediate, but the aftermath is also not small.

After treating several wounds, Li Xiaobai began to bend a thin needle, hung silk, and poked directly at Ding Zhi's flesh.

Fortunately, Lao Ding was burned in a daze, if he saw Xiao Lang poking and poking at himself with a needle, he would have to scream in fright, but now he is like a dead pig to be fiddled with.

When they saw the curved needle on Li Xiaobai's hand piercing into the skin, the doctors who were used to seeing the blur of flesh and blood and corpses still couldn't help but shiver, as if the needle was piercing their body.

"The sutures are to speed up the healing of the wound and avoid re-cracking and blood loss, the needle can be soaked in spirits or cauterized with candles, the thread can be used with special sheep intestines, silk threads and fine cotton threads, after healing, the sheep intestines and silk threads do not have to be removed, they will be slowly absorbed by the human body, the thin cotton threads need to be removed to avoid being infected with the poison again, the stronger the wine used, the better, it can be used in combination with boiling, once it is processed, it must be used in a short time, because those small poisons are everywhere, and they will be re-contaminated after a long time. ”

Li Xiaobai's craftsmanship is not very good, and he doesn't want to look good at this time, so he reluctantly tightened the thread, stitched up a wound, and then rinsed the residual blood with spirits, and then smeared with the mud made of garlic cloves and dandelions.

Now is not the time to apply medicine, and further anti-inflammatory wounds are needed.

The whole stitching process made the doctors who participated in the observation look shocked, how can a big living person sew it up like a puppet, it is simply shocking.

"Alright, you guys try your hand too!"

Li Xiaobai took the opportunity to borrow these freshly baked apprentices.

Whether it is sterilization or stitching, there is not much technical content in it, and the old medical skills of the doctors are only as thin as a piece of paper, and no one has pierced it for thousands of years.

Now someone has opened this piece of paper for them, and their eyes have suddenly opened, and they can immediately see clearly the new world that has been obscured.

Hearing Li Xiaobai's words, the doctors present immediately jumped to try, using soaphorn and salt water for the first time to clean their hands, and then disinfecting with spirits for the second time, even if they did not kill the residual poison, they made a big leap forward from before.

There are many people with great strength, and the swollen and blackened wounds on Ding Zhi's body were all treated in the same way, smeared with anti-inflammatory plaster, and then poured into a bowl of water transformed by the Hundred Herbs Cultivation Pill.

After taking the pulse of an experienced healer, it was found that the poison that had been constantly hurting seemed to have a hint of being brought under control, which was a good news.

If it were in the past, with an attack of injury and poison of this magnitude, almost ten deaths, how could there be a glimmer of life, and the other injured would probably recover faster.

Next, without Li Xiaobai's orders, the doctors of the wounded battalion spontaneously took a few belts to popularize the disinfection and suturing medical skills they had just learned, and more and more wounded sergeants enjoyed this highly targeted treatment.

Not only was the filth everywhere in the camp cleaned up, but also lime and lime water were sprinkled, and dried wormwood ropes bought by Steward Liu were lit everywhere, and the pervasive wormwood incense dispelled all kinds of peculiar smells and stenches, and even the moans and wails of the wounded sergeants were reduced a lot.

The doctors were very pleased with this change, and the old camp was almost no different from the pigsty, and now it is clean and orderly.

"Xiao Lang, you gave the precious elixir to those mortals?"

I don't know when, the blind old man of the Yishi camp took the head of the Mingshan Dao, the Dajue Zen Master and the Yin Juren to find the wounded camp, and the first sentence was like asking the teacher for sin.

There was still a trace of the lingering fragrance of herbs and trees in the air of the wounded camp.

As soon as the four warlocks arrived, everyone in the wounded camp, as long as they could still move, quickly knelt down one after another to welcome the arrival of the immortal elder.

"That's right! What's wrong?"

Li Xiaobai, who was still accompanying Ding Zhi, looked at the blind old man and others who suddenly arrived with some surprise.

Naruyama Daoist said with hatred: "A pill may be able to save your life, those mortals will die when they die, how can they be compared to the cultivators of the Dao of Magic!"

The resources for cultivating the Dao have always been scarce, and the warlocks themselves are not enough, but there are people who are violent and waste such precious pills on mortals who are as lowly as ants, and this precedent must not be opened.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, it is enough for mortals to have their own medical skills, why waste such a precious magic elixir. ”

Dajue Zen Master cultivates Wild Fox Zen, and he does not have the authentic compassion of Buddhism, not to mention that he is reluctant to cross himself, where is there still room to help sentient beings.

Although he is full of Amitabha, his position is no different from that of Naruyama Michiaga and others.

The soldiers and healers who knelt on the ground were all trembling, mortals were completely involuntary in front of the immortal chief, and they were completely involuntarily killed, and several immortal chiefs were right, they mortals were not qualified to enjoy the elixir at all, and today's creation was probably enough to make them proud for a lifetime.

"Because I'm mortal too!"

When Li Xiaobai said this, he was faintly angry, he had seen the attitude of warlocks towards mortals more than once.

Others may be accustomed to it, or they may have already resigned themselves to their fate, but he does not share this distorted universal value.

Warlocks are human beings, mortals are also human beings, but they have some extraordinary powers, so they inflate themselves to the point of being invincible, regard mortals as ants and mustards, and talk about the difference between immortals and mortals, but they don't know that "when mortals are angry, immortals are at the end", Li Xiaolang's eldest brother Li Mo interpreted this with his own actions.

Many people kneeling on the ground raised their heads in surprise and looked over, they didn't expect this approachable immortal chief to call himself like this, obviously he was an immortal, how could he be a mortal?

Can a mortal strike from afar, kill the commander of the enemy army, and bring down the enemy's army? People are not leeks, they can be harvested at will.

"Haha, don't make a fuss, you're a warlock, a high-ranking warlock, how can you be an ant-like mortal!"

Naruyama laughed, but he forgot that he insisted that Li Xiaobai was a mortal pretending to be a warlock not long ago, and now he insisted that the other party was a warlock, not a mortal.

Sometimes the ass decides the position, and what you say can be like a fart, you can oppose it today, and you can naturally support it tomorrow.

"If you can eat a few more dry meals, you forget who you are, not only I am a mortal, you are also a mortal, he, he, and him, in the final analysis, are all mortals, why do you look down on mortals, if there are no mortals, you guys who think you are high all have to eat the soil!"

Accustomed to seeing such annoying faces of warlocks, Li Xiaobai finally couldn't hold back his outburst.

Pointing at the finger, not only did he point to the head of the Ming Mountain, the Great Jue Zen Master and the Yin Juren, but even the blind old man also clicked in.

"You, you are so bold, you dare to go against the whole Dao for the sake of these mortals!"

The head of the Naruyama Dao showed out the black wooden sword magic weapon, and the aura fluctuations on his body became stronger and stronger.

In his eyes, Li Xiaobai's words are simply a rebellious anomaly, and he must teach a good lesson and correct those wrong ideas.

"Xiao Lang, the warlock is high, and the mortal like an ant worships the entire magic path, this is the general trend, and it is not something that your ridiculous compassion can change. ”

Although he was unceremoniously pointed, the blind old man was not angry at all, perhaps he had seen such a person before, and knew what kind of end would end with such an attitude.

Out of the concern of his predecessors for his juniors, he didn't want to see Li Xiaobai end up like that.

Li Xiaobai sneered and said: "Hmph, water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat, is there more mortals in this world, or more warlocks, who is the general trend?

As soon as the words fell, a small green snake drilled out of the mouth of the Shu brocade money bag with a cloud snake pattern on his waist, and fell directly to the ground, and then his body became dozens of times larger, becoming a huge green snake entrenched behind him, and he spit out the snake letter at the four warlocks who were tense.

Whether Li Xiaobai kills people and sets fire outside, or does all kinds of evil, it has nothing to do with it, what the green snake needs to do now is to protect its food, whoever moves its rations, it will take someone's life.

Since secretly taking advantage of Li Xiaobai, his cultivation has risen sharply again, and Qing Yao has stepped smoothly from the initial level of the Transformation Realm to the middle level of the Transformation Realm, and is a big step closer to the Great Demon of the True Dan Realm.

A scum like the scumbag of the peak of the first knowledge realm like Daoist Mingshan, it can fight ten of them at a time, and the highest cultivation level present is only the middle level of the old blind man's god refining, and the others have not even touched the threshold of the god refining realm at the same level as the demon clan transformation realm.

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