Qingyang Town, Chi family

"Mr. Zhou, how is Han'er, can you still cultivate in the future?" A beautiful woman's face was full of anxiety, and when she saw an old man in black come out, she hurriedly greeted her

"Alas. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info. The old man in black just shook his head, looked at the beautiful woman, paused for a while, and replied: "This thousand-year-old man of ginseng is well deserved, and I will send a disciple back to the house in three days", Mr. Zhou in the mouth of the beautiful woman said with some confusion. He didn't seem to care about the ginseng at all. Ignoring the beautiful woman, he walked straight out, as if he was about to leave.

When she heard this, she was immediately overwhelmed by what to do. "Why, how can this be, how old is Han'er, and unexpectedly, he wants to be separated from my yin and yang. Hearing this, Mr. Zhou, who was about to leave, paused. I thought to myself: I failed to protect his muscles and veins, and his future is worrying in the future, maybe he will be an ordinary person for the rest of his life, but if he can't save his life, my divine doctor will simply change his name to the divine stick. Thinking of this, he replied: "I protected the life of the little boy, but his tendons and veins were blocked by congestion, which is not important, the serious thing is that some places have been broken, unless there is more than ten thousand years of immortal medicine in five years to wash the muscles and marrow and reshape the muscles and bones." Otherwise, even if you can cultivate, your future achievements will be limited. Please also ask the lady to mourn. ”

When the beautiful woman heard this, her eyes were full of color again. Before the beautiful woman could respond, she seemed to have thought of something, and replied: "The little boy is gifted and a genius in cultivation, but the injuries to his muscles and bones are not like the injuries caused by accidentally falling off the cliff during amusement, but more like the monks above the Heavenly Vein Realm who were seriously injured first and then fell off the cliff. Looking at the beautiful woman, Mr. Zhou paused, and said softly: "Someone wants to kill the little young master, I hope Mrs. can be careful." ”

The beautiful woman's eyes were shining, and her aura became a little cold, but it was only a moment before it was withdrawn, as if nothing had happened. He bowed back to Mr. Zhou, and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for reminding me, if it weren't for Mr. Zhou, I would still be in the dark." He will come to the door with Brother Feng to thank him one day" The beautiful woman said secretly: This Mr. Zhou is one of the best people in Thundercloud City, although the Chi family can dominate Qingyun Town, but in the eyes of Mr. Zhou, it may not be on the stage, he will come to the door tomorrow, and he must learn more about it.

Mr. Zhou looked at the beautiful woman and replied: "No need, I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I have never missed a beat, and today I have not been able to make the little boy recover, and he has lost his medical ethics. The beautiful woman seemed to sense something, and her eyes lit up. Seeing this appearance, Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "That's it, that's it, it's just you, after all, you found out." This kid of yours is extremely talented, not only suitable for cultivation, but also more suitable for cultivating our secret texts, and his achievements in the future are limitless. I wanted to accept him as a closed disciple, but what I had to do was his current situation. I really don't have this elixir. Even with the power of my Thundercloud City Medicine Gate, it is extremely difficult to find. Although I can't heal him, if I have any difficulties in the future, I can come to the medicine gate to find me, and I will do my best to help. But if he doesn't recover within 10 years, our fate will be over. "When Mr. Zhou thought of this, he couldn't help but be helpless, if there was an immortal medicine to revive his body, how could he take a fancy to me, a bad old man? The beautiful woman didn't seem to notice, she was stunned for a while, and when she looked back, Mr. Zhou didn't know where to go. When he was confused, Mr. Zhou's voice echoed in his head: the prescription and the medicine guide are at the bedside of the little boy, and according to the prescription, the blood congestion in the body can be gradually cleared, and it depends on him whether he can embark on the path of cultivation. However, the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss. Everything will leave a glimmer of life, and perhaps it is especially known that life is in a desperate situation. Another point, I hope that Madame can pay attention to the fact that the cultivators of my generation attach the most importance to their own hearts, and it is good to be cautious in some things, but if you violate your original intentions because of prudence, the gains outweigh the losses. Jing Lan looked at the place where Mr. Zhou disappeared, and was speechless with some surprise.

"It's been so many years that I've been here again. Shui'er, how are you doing down there?" an old man stood beside a tomb that was not luxurious, but very delicate, and a line of turbid tears flowed down his face. If you look closely, it is Mr. Zhou who has just left the Chi family.

"Old man, don't you look at the road when you walk? step on the crops in my field, and if you step on it again believe it or not, I will knock you to death with a hoe!" A big black-skinned man dressed in sackcloth and holding a hoe shouted. There was a lot of laughter all around. "Er Mazi, if you lose money in gambling and make trouble with the elderly, you are not ashamed, do you want to be embarrassed?"

"He still has a face, and his face is arched by pigs, otherwise why are his pigs so fat?" laughed the farmers around him. The black-skinned man seems to know that if he continues to fight, he will not be able to bargain. Then he turned his gaze to the old man, looked at the old man, and saw that the old man did not respond, and suddenly had confidence, thinking that he was just an ascetic from other places. He continued: "Old man, you have trampled on my ground, you have to compensate me, see that you are well dressed, the family must have money." If you don't pay for it, hehe, don't blame me for being rude. But in his heart, he secretly said: "How much money can the ascetic have, and I don't know how many nights I can play." Seeing this scene, many of the surrounding farmers were silent, bowing their heads and doing their own things, as if they hadn't seen them.

These two pockmarks, named Li Ma, are the second in the family, so they are called two pockmarks. When he was young, he was wanton and willful, mischievous everywhere, and became morally corrupt when he grew up, but he only did some small things, and after his brother cultivated immortals, he became lawless, bullying men and women, and was addicted to prostitution and gambling, and had a lot of notoriety within a hundred miles. When his brother was valued by his master, he wanted to take him to the door, but later he felt that he was too angry and wanted to leave him in the countryside to sharpen his life. Helplessly, the road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, Er Mazi's fox friends and dog friends have made the township and the countryside into a miasma, and after being dissuaded many times and pushed back by Er Mazi, his brother also turned a blind eye. It's just that he is forced not to bully his neighbors, although his brother was only ten years old when he took it away, he still has a deep affection for this land, and the other is to force the plough for two hours a day, so that he can exercise and don't die on the belly of a woman. These two pockmarks were very disdainful at first, thinking that the regulations were just a piece of paper, but after being beaten for several violations, they never dared to cross the distance at all.

"Hehe, the small businessman from other places who sent it to the door, if the uncle doesn't accept it, how can he be worthy of the name of the master" The more the black-skinned man thought about it, the more proud he became, and when he saw that the old man had not moved, he secretly thought that he must be afraid. Holding the hoe and about to swing it at the old man, the old man raised his head solemnly, his eyes were facing the black-skinned man, and with a wave of his right hand, the two pockmarks trembled, but his eyes were dark but he fainted. Farmers around

They were all surprised, stunned for a while, and said to the old man: "Old man, you go quickly, after a while, those little gangsters under his command will come soon, you can't fight them." "Although those peasants don't know how he brought down Ermazi, it must not be a normal method, if so, it is an immortal. The old man glanced at the peasants, thanked them, and walked up the hill, and a peasant behind him was still shouting: "Don't worry, let's say that you have returned to Thundercloud City, and those gangsters will not know, and that one will not know." The old man was really a little depressed when he heard this, there are only a handful of cultivators in Thundercloud City who are better than me, and it is difficult to be afraid of a little cub. After entering the woods, the old man came to the tomb again, and there was a certain loss in his eyes, and there was also a certain ... A feeding frenzy. If you let that Ermazi know what kind of character he has provoked, I really don't know if he will slap himself with a big mouth. But what's even more terrifying is that this top figure in Thundercloud City not only knows his brother's name, but also knows that his brother has an unsuccessful younger brother, which shows how famous his brother is in Thundercloud City.

In front of the tomb, an old man in black stared quietly. The wind and rain change in the eyes, as if there are dragons and phoenixes contending, the unicorn stepping on the sun, and the Xuanwu camel. If there are cultivators here, they will definitely sigh at the strength of the old man. Even if this kind of cultivation is not comparable to that of the traveling mansion master, it is not far away.

This old man in black is none other than Mr. Zhou. Wait a little longer, if this child is dedicated to goodness and perseverance, he will do my best to cultivate and exchange him for a bright future!

Mr. Zhou is not lying, he does not have a 10,000-year-old elixir, but he has an 8,000-year-old medicine king-purple bamboo lotus. If he poured out all his belongings, bought what he needed, and exhausted the essence and blood of his whole body, he could make the medicinal power of the Eight Thousand Medicine King comparable to the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Medicine! If this is spread, I don't know how much of a sensation it will cause, and he will use manpower to resist the medicinal power. The immortal medicine is scarce and unobtainable, even if the old monster who has entered the transformation realm is seriously injured and dying, the immortal medicine can also save his life, and even extend his life a little. And although the medicine king cherishes, it is not uncommon for some big forces. More than 6,000 years for the king of medicine, there is a 7,000-year-old cloud orchid in the medicine gate of Thundercloud City, which has the effect of raw carrion and healing bones. Mr. Zhou thought about it: It can't be too long, it really will be seven years at most, otherwise it will really affect his future.

As for what I said earlier, it is to put pressure on them. The main thing is to put pressure on the child, even if he heals him himself, he must have enough perseverance to withstand the pain of broken pulse remodeling, everything has gains and losses.

Maybe that kid can really walk out of an extraordinary "heavenly road" when he creates against the sky? Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou is also dumbfounded, is there that possibility?