Outside the door, Wang Yifan said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, from the day the imperial ban appeared, Yueshan County lifted the ban on ordinary people not being allowed to cultivate. Otherwise, how can the heretical succession continue to this day? How can those miracle doctors change their heads? ”

Qiu Yun was skeptical, those divine doctors had secret methods, and he could understand them.

But whether ordinary trauma doctors will be held accountable for cultivating the secret method, no one can believe it.

The power of life and death has always been controlled in the hands of the Great Qi Army, and no one dares to try rashly, because the price is death, and only once.

If it doesn't work, it's.

Qiu Yun didn't want to leave the handle.

"Senior brother has a secret in his body, he doesn't hurry up to cultivate, but he runs to me with such rhetoric, do you think I will believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, you can open the door and see. As long as you hand over your sister's medical canon, all the unhappiness in the past will be written off. ”

"If Senior Sister has the kind of ability that Senior Brother imagined, why was she sent to the battlefield?"

Qiu Yun was not fooled, Wang Yifan gave him the secret of cultivation, it was definitely a trap, and he might be reported out with his backhand, so that the Great Qi Army could arrest him and punish him.

"If the junior sister is incapable, how can she cultivate a talent like the junior brother?"

Wang Yifan also didn't believe Qiu Yun's nonsense, and believed that Mu Ling had studied the heretical succession method and mastered the path of cultivation.

"Senior Brother cares so much about this, could it be that the secret in your hand has hidden dangers, and it will hurt yourself when you cultivate."

Qiu Yun's words were like a storm, which made Wang Yifan's heart tense, and his color changed: "How could he know this secret?" Yes, it must have been a similar situation when he was cultivating. ”

Heresy is a succession, strange and wonderful, and the cost of this approach is staggering.

"If the junior brother wants to know the details, you can let the younger brother in."

"I'm sleepy, I'll sleep first, senior brother, please feel free."

Wang Yifan was so angry that he was half dead, this damn little beast dared to let him eat behind closed doors.

Anyone who is given a chance, as long as he steps through that door, Qiu Yun will not be able to escape from his palm.

Who wants Qiu Yun to not even give a chance to enter the door.

After scolding and waiting for a while, Wang Yifan finally left.

Qiu Yun sat in the dark room, summarizing the information obtained from communicating with Wang Yifan.

First of all, it is certain that there is a secret of cultivation hidden in the Heresy Succession Method.

Secondly, the cost of cultivating the 'different method' is staggering, and one or two can be found from Wang Yifan's words.

Third, the proportion of physicians who practiced 'different methods' in the hundred medical halls was not known for the time being, but the Great Qi Dynasty must have known about it and acquiesced in it.

The purpose of the dynasty, Qiu Yun didn't dare to speculate, he just wanted to live well and improve his strength if conditions permitted.

Mu Ling's 'Nine Continuations of Different Secrets' was Qiu Yun's shortcut to the door of cultivation, but it also became a disaster that Wang Yifan never forgot.

Qiu Yun must deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise it may cause an accident.

In the early morning, soft light shines through the window paper, silently illuminating the environment inside the house.

Qiu Yun rolled over and got up, and slept all night with the 'Nine Continuations of Strange Secrets', feeling a sore neck.

Pushing the window open a little gap, Qiu Yun changed into the old clothes that were already slightly tight, and began to prepare for the new day.

Washing simply, cleaning the room, cleaning the knives, Qiu Yun seems to be orderly.

Picking up a whetstone from the corner, Qiu Yun took out a complete set of tools for suturing the trauma......

Sharpening the knife is the best way to polish the mind, whenever Qiu Yun is quiet, the senior sister will let him sharpen the knife and smooth out the distracting thoughts in his heart one by one.

The slender lancet is a commonly used knife in Qiuyun, whether it is cut by trauma or severed limbs, it is a must-have.

At the same time, it is also Qiu Yun's weapon.

Holding the handle of the knife, he came and went, the blade slashed through the whetstone, and the sound of clattering was like an inner thought, which was crushed by a knife and a knife.

Qiu Yun went from a thought like a weave to a heart like water, and there was only a cup of tea before and after.

He exerted force with both hands, the force was even, accompanied by the adjustment of breathing, and at the moment when his heart was free of distractions, the alien secret pattern of his left arm was connected with the heart and the right arm, and the strange force rushed through the shoulder well point, circulating between the arms and the heart.

The pulse was fixed, and Qiu Yun inadvertently penetrated his left arm.

The range of access to the power has been greatly improved, and blue-black markings have appeared on the surface of the skin on the left arm, which are rapidly becoming lighter and disappearing.

The demonic qi remaining in his left arm was defeated by the qi and blood around his body and the strange power of the 'Nine Secrets of Alien Immortals'.

This was an unexpected surprise, but at this time, Qiu Yun's heart was like water, and his thoughts were clear.

For the first time, the pulse was set and the canal was opened, starting with the heart and running through the right arm.

The second time the pulse was opened, and the left arm was penetrated on the original basis.

Next, Qiu Yun still has a chance to penetrate his right foot.

The 'wind wings' on the back do not have a corresponding way to open the pulse for the time being.

At the end of the day, Qiu Yun walked out of the No. 37 medical hall and went to the cafeteria.

Here, both wounded soldiers and doctors eat twice a day.

Before mid-morning, physicians are generally free, as it takes time for wounded soldiers to be transported back from the battlefield.

In the cafeteria, Qiu Yun's food consumption is increasing significantly, which is related to his vigorous qi and blood and enhanced physique.

Wang Yifan sat opposite Qiu Yun, drinking porridge, nibbling on steamed buns, and looking at Qiu Yun intently.

"The junior brother looks good, the amount of food has increased, congratulations to ......"

"Senior Brother Yintang is black, bad luck is on the head, and the big murderer ......"

Qiu Yun's tone was indifferent, so angry that Wang Yifan trembled all over, and almost lost control of his emotions.

"Why should my junior brother refuse people for thousands of miles, as long as I reveal the news of my junior sister's medical codex, you won't live for three days."

Wang Yifan gritted his teeth and threatened directly.

Qiu Yun's eyes were like ice: "Despicable ......"

"I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to lift it yourself."

Wang Yifan was a little proud, no matter whether Qiu Yun admitted it or not, as long as he leaked the news, it would be a fatal blow to Qiu Yun.

"Later, Hell, when you get the medicine."

Qiu Yun brushed his sleeves away, and his resentful and helpless appearance made Wang Yifan feel happy.

"You still can't escape my hands after all."

At three o'clock, wounded soldiers were pulled back by ox carts.

Bright red blood, dripping with dust and mud, like plum blossoms, embellished the past.

On the street, outside the medical hall, many doctors whispered, emotional and worried.

Qiu Yun stood at the door of the medical hall, silent and calm.

A carload of wounded soldiers was quickly sent to the vicinity, and he picked a crippled one to carry back.

Examine wounds, write medical records, put on jade plaques, and carry tools......

This is the standard process and must be taken from the medicine.

With the jade plate and medical records, Qiu Yun entered the Demon Division.

In cell No. 39 of Azi Prison, Qiu Yun and Wang Yifan met, accompanied by Chen Baimo.

"Something brought?"

Wang Yifan's eyes were eager, and he was a little anxious.

Qiu Yun's face was gloomy, and he didn't answer and asked: "You have the 'Strange Power Acupoint Spectrum' written by the divine doctor, why do you still want to plot against your senior sister's things?" ”

"You take it out first......"

"No, you make it clear first!"

Seeing Qiu Yun's attitude, a touch of killing flashed in Wang Yifan's eyes.

"Want to hear the truth? Well, I'll tell you! The 'Strange Power Acupoint Spectrum' is indeed written by a divine doctor, but what we get is only a remnant score. ”