"Sir, how is he?"

Mo Li's ears heard the whisper of his master Song Yuanqiao, he opened his eyes with great difficulty, and saw two figures in front of him, one with a little anxiety and a flattering smile on his face, it was his master Song Yuanqiao, and the other was an old man with a gray beard, his face was full of solemnity.

He is the best miracle doctor in the Guanzhong area, and the people in the rivers and lakes call Yan Miaoshou, although he does not have the ability to bring the dead back to life like the Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal, but he is also a rare great power.

"Can't be saved, can't be saved......"

The old doctor twisted his beard and shook his head again and again, his face was sad, he had never seen a few incurable diseases in his life, but he had never seen such an abnormality.

"This son's body is full of vitality, far better than ordinary people, but his body is like a leaking tank, and his vitality is constantly draining, according to the old man, he only has a month or two to live at most!"

His tone was embarrassed and sighed, although he was not from the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know the identity of the person lying on the bed, but a young man with such a bearing and appearance would be a pity if he died young.

"There's really no way?" Song Yuanqiao asked unrelentingly.

can only live for a month or two, and his apprentice is only twenty years old this year, which is the age of his prime!

Yan Miaoshou shook his head and sighed again and again, without saying a word, the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Mo Li said loudly: "Master......"

When the two of them heard the voice, they both turned around, and Song Yuanqiao said in surprise: "Li'er, you are finally awake." ”

"Master, don't embarrass this old gentleman."

Mo Li smiled weakly and said, "The disciple's body, the disciple couldn't be clearer, the time of one or two months is a little short, and it can still last for three months." ”

It lasts for three months......

Song Yuanqiao's face was even more worried.

His own apprentice is a master of the innate realm, and he knows his body very well, not to mention the subtleties of control, he said that three months, that must be three months.

Is there a big difference between just three months of death and two months of death?

"Actually, it's not completely impossible to remedy."

Yan Miao stroked his long beard with his hand, and said with some disdain: "If you use the elixir divine material to continue the vitality of this son, you are expected to prolong your life and live a few more days." ”

"And this way?"

A touch of joy appeared on Song Yuanqiao's face, but then he was puzzled: "But please tell me bluntly, old man, what kind of medicine is it?" ”

"The so-called elixir divine materials are naturally those rare medicines, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, obtaining the aura of the sun and the moon, and the magic medicine that can be conceived for more than a thousand years, each of which has the effect of flesh and bones, and the living dead."

Yan Miaoshou shook his head and said, "However, these elixirs are all hidden between the deep mountains and old forests, and they can be met but not sought, and this son's body is afraid that he can't wait, and even if he finds it, it can only last for a while, and it can't be completely cured." ”

"Millennial Elixir, Millennial Elixir ......"

Song Yuanqiao muttered two sentences, his eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't say hello, he ran outside with a smoke, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the room with a brocade box in his hand.

"Sir, please see, is this thing okay?"

Song Yuanqiao opened the brocade box, and then looked at Yan Miaoshou expectantly.

Yan Miao's hand looked at the brocade box, and the hand that was twisting his beard suddenly paused, and the whole person froze for a moment, his face full of shock and obsession.

But I saw that inside the brocade box, there was a snow-white ginseng with a foot long, just like a formed child, with a head, body, hands and feet, all possessed, and the skin was faintly bloody, which was exactly the thousand-year-old snow ginseng obtained from the mother and daughter of the Wen family in the past!

"I can't imagine that there are really thousand-year-old snow ginseng in this world, such a spiritual thing, such a spiritual thing......"

Yan Miao stepped forward and stroked the snow ginseng, and couldn't put it down, but she was shocked and inexplicable.

As he said, the elixir spiritual material can not be found, this thousand-year-old snow ginseng is an elixir that the Wen family's Huangsha sword broke into the business house and accumulated for a lifetime, it is the largest business house in the Western Regions, and you can imagine the rarity of this snow ginseng.

Even if Wudang is the number one faction in the world, with vast influence and admiration from all over the world, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking if you want to find a thousand-year-old elixir in three or two months.

"Millennial Snow Ginseng ......"

Mo Li looked at the brocade box and couldn't help but ask strangely, "Master, why is this medicine here?" ”

He remembered clearly that when he got this medicine, he only used some roots to increase his strength, and when he returned to the mountain, he gave this medicine to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, his old man deliberately left this medicine, saying that it was for the sake of Wudang in the future, your second uncle was afraid that something would happen to you in this battle, so he brought it here with him, I didn't expect it, I really had a chance to use it."

Song Yuanqiao asked again expectantly and a little scared: "Old man, is this medicine useful?" ”

"It's useful, it's useful, it's such a miracle medicine, it's perfect to treat this son's illness."

Yan Miao took out the medicinal herbs with his hands and rubbed them carefully, loving the color of obsession, overflowing with words.

He said: "Please wait a while, let the old man write a prescription and take it with some auxiliary medicines, so that the monarch and the minister can have a good effect." ”

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"Miss Zhou, the matter of Chang'an is not out of Song's intention, but because of Senior Brother Mo's temporary intention, and I hope that Miss Zhou will not be surprised by this."

In an inn in Chang'an City, Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful and elegant green-shirted woman in front of him, her jade face was slightly red, and she was full of apologies.

It has been a few days since Mo Li was in a coma, although everyone was very worried, but they couldn't wake up Mo Li, when he came out to ask if there were any famous doctors on the street, he accidentally learned from the chatter of the Jianghu people that Mo Li asked the Emei faction to marry Zhou Zhiruo for him, so he hurried to the place where the Emei faction settled and asked to see Zhou Zhiruo.

Hearing the handsome man in front of him mention the events of that day, Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful cheeks couldn't help but fly a touch of red, which was extraordinary and intoxicating.

She said coquettishly: "Senior Brother Song doesn't need to mention this matter again, Master and Zhiruo have never taken it to heart, besides, my Emei faction should thank Senior Brother Mo." ”

Mo Li directly presented the cheats of the Nine Yin True Scripture with both hands, without asking for anything in return, the Emei faction owed him a great favor.

"That's good, that's good......"

Song Qingshu heard that the beauty did not mean to blame, most of his heart was put back in his stomach, he wanted to say something more, but his mind was suddenly blank, the jade-faced swordsman who could speak well on weekdays and crisscrossed the rivers and lakes was like a fool, except for the words 'so good', he couldn't say a word.

Zhou Zhiruo saw him standing in place, at a loss, and couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, saying how good Wudang Shuangying was, this jade-faced swordsman was praised as the first contemporary young master after the sword god Mo Li, but he didn't live up to his name when he saw it at this moment.

She said, "Senior Brother Song, do you have anything else?" ”

"Yes, yes, oh, no, no ......"

Song Qingshu subconsciously deserved, but then he woke up and shook his head again and again.

Gu Chen's clumsy appearance at such a loss finally made Zhou Zhiruo unbearable, and burst out laughing, this smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, delicate and incomprehensible, which made Song Qingshu stunned for a while.

"So Song Shaoxia, is there something wrong or not?" Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile.

Song Qingshu's face was even more embarrassed, in this life, many things have changed, his martial arts are higher, he has experienced more things, and Zhou Zhiruo has never met Zhang Wuji, and there are no other men in his heart.

He said: "I have something to do, but it's not Emei's business, Senior Brother Mo is still sick in bed, and my father asked me and my uncles to go out to find a famous doctor elixir to see if I can help Senior Brother Mo." ”

"It's been three days, and Senior Brother Mo hasn't woken up yet?"

"Yes, the doctor who invited him said, Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Mo, he ...... He's afraid his days are running out......"

Song Qingshu said in a low tone, Mo Li has been a brother with him for more than ten years, and his relationship is thick, not a brother, but a brother, how can he feel good in his heart if Mo Li ends up like this?

If it weren't for the fact that the gap in his martial arts was too big, how could he be watching from the bottom of the mountain in the battle of Huashan?

The smile on Zhou Zhiruoqiao's face dimmed.

For this sword god Mo Li, who killed her senior sister Ji Xiaofu in the early years, and this Mo Li, who courted relatives outside Chang'an City, her feelings in her heart were complicated.

There is worship, longing, and some resentment, and some dissatisfaction.

But is such a proud person going to fall like this?

She sighed low and said, "Senior Brother Song, no matter what, Senior Brother Mo has a great kindness to my Emei faction, please wait a while, when Zhiruo understands the master, I will go with you to find a famous doctor, which can be regarded as a little effort." ”

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"I've been in a coma for a few days, I don't know what happened?"

Taking advantage of the decoction, Mo Li asked.

He forcibly rushed through the level, the acupuncture points in his body were injured, and his vitality continued to flow, but the vitality of the masters of the innate realm was strong and the longevity was long, which can be seen from Ba Si Pa and Zhang Sanfeng.

With such an injury that ordinary people can't survive for a while, he can still survive March.

Not only that, but as he came to his senses and ran his true qi, the aura of heaven and earth continued to be incorporated into his body, and his state was better for a moment, so he didn't even have the strength to speak, but at this time, he was full of qi.

Song Yuanqiao said: "They are all dying for a long time, and no one comes to the door to ask for trouble, but no one from the Demon Sect and the major factions has left Guanzhong, and they are all waiting for your news." ”

"Are you all waiting for me to die?"

Mo Li smiled, but he didn't care, he originally made an appointment to fight Ba Si Pa, but he had the idea of death.

With the first entry into the innate realm, facing a character like Ba Si Pa who has been immersed in the innate for an unknown number of years, it is already a fluke to be able to get down the mountain.

"Li'er, don't talk nonsense."

Song Yuanqiao said with a dark face: "Since Mr. Yan said that there is a way, it must be cured, and with the strength of my Wudang faction, I will definitely collect the world's divine materials and elixirs to prolong your life." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that Mr. Immortal Hu, the Butterfly Valley doctor, left early, otherwise with his medical skills, he wouldn't be able to say that there would be a turning point in this matter." ”

Hu Qingniu, the medical immortal of Butterfly Valley, died three years ago in the second debate of Buddhism and Taoism, and even died in front of the people of the Wudang faction.

"Master, don't be sad about your old man, birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of people, and now as the ancestor, Wudang breathed a sigh of relief for me, and the disciple felt comfortable in his heart."

Mo Li said open-mindedly: "Master, it's better to take advantage of the fact that the disciple still has a few days, your old man will see that those sects have enmity and grudges with our Wudang, and the disciple will go to visit." ”

With his realm, he is seriously injured and unable to exert his full strength, but he is far superior to the top masters, and it is not a problem to destroy the sect, even the deep-rooted factions such as Shaolin and Mingjiao are difficult to stop him alone.

It is no wonder that Zhang Sanfeng never went down the mountain to ask about the world after he was forty years old, but his skills are deep day by day, and it is rare to meet one or two opponents in the world.

Song Yuanqiao glanced at him angrily, but he didn't answer, if the Wudang disciple behaved like this, what was the difference between it and the Demon Sect?

Besides, it was to destroy the masters of various factions for a while, but after Mo left, I was afraid that there would be a steady stream of people seeking revenge, how could the Wudang faction inherit it for a long time?

If you really want to do this, Zhang Sanfeng could have done it at the beginning, why wait until today?

"The medicine is here!"

Just as the master and apprentice were talking, there was a shout outside, but Yu Lianzhou walked in happily with a medicine bowl.

The bowl was full of milky white liquid, and the aromatic qi came to the face, just smelling it, it made the true qi in the body involuntarily speed up.

"There's Second Uncle Lao."

Mo Li took the medicine bowl and drank it all, the entrance of the medicinal juice was not half bitter, but extremely sweet, which made people have an endless aftertaste.

As this bowl of elixir made with thousand-year-old snow ginseng entered his abdomen, an extremely majestic heat rushed up from his dantian and scattered towards his limbs!

Mo Li snorted at the power of this medicine, his face was slightly red, and he didn't have time to say anything, he quickly put on a posture of five hearts to the sky, operated the true qi in his body, and gradually refined the medicinal power.

"Mr. Yan, this is ......"

Song Yuanqiao asked the old man on the side uneasily.

Yan Miaoshou said: "Don't be impatient, this must be this son refining medicinal power, as for the effect of the medicine, I will not know the result until he wakes up." ”

Millennial snow ginseng, on the snow mountain, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for more than a thousand years, the medicinal power contained in it is so huge, ordinary people absorb it, more than half of it will be wasted, that is, today's Mo Li has entered the congenital, not only the internal force is profound, far better than before, but the control of oneself is not what it used to be, so that it will not lose the medicinal power in vain, and all the refining.

But Rao was like this, and it took him three days and three nights to refine all the medicinal power.

Song Yuanqiao also waited for three days and three nights.

Just when he thought that his apprentice would continue to sit in the prison, he saw Mo Li suddenly open his eyes, and two amazing divine lights emanated from his eyes, illuminating the room that was transparent.

But this divine light disappeared in a flash, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He looked at it again, but saw his apprentice sitting there dignified, smiling at him.

Compared with the sick appearance before, at the moment, he is full of energy, and he looks good!

"Li'er, what's wrong?" Song Yuanqiao asked with concern.

Mo Li smiled warmly: "I can't die for a while, and there is good news." ”

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