Black water does not refer to rivers and seas with black waters.

Like other cultivators, it is also an immortal mountain with abundant spiritual energy. However, its structure is designed in the style of a mortal town.

There were not only city gates, walls, streets, and squares, but also garrisons, patrols, and scribes and officials in charge of daily affairs.

The streets are bustling and bustling, and all walks of life are thriving.

Compared to the mortal towns, this place is larger and has more space for everyone to live. However, the number of people is not large, only 30,000 or 40,000.

However, compared to other sects of cultivation, it can already be called a behemoth. Because even if it is the largest sect Jiuhua Mountain, all the personnel add up to just over 10,000.

Here, all those below the Heavenly Rank are collectively referred to as Demon Cultivators, and they are mainly responsible for the logistics of the grain merchants and Blackwater City; They are also the most numerous, accounting for seventy percent of the total number.

Those who enter the Heavenly Ladder are called Adversaries. They, especially those who have just entered the primary stage of the Heavenly Rank, or the demons who have been screened from the army, are mainly responsible for managing, maintaining law and order, and coordinating the orderly competition of all walks of life.

Those whose strength has reached the upper echelons of the Heavenly Rank are revered as Demon Lords. The number of Demon Lords in Blackwater City was nearly a hundred, equivalent to one-third of the total number of the Seven Great Sects.

Every five years, these Demon Lords hold a tournament, and the five Demon Lords with the strongest strength and command ability are made commanders, each commanding an army of 2,000 men.

The ten Demon Lords, who were second only to these five, were appointed deputy commanders, each responsible for leading an army of 1,000 people.

The remaining seventy-odd Demon Lords were divided into chief captains and sub-captains according to their strength, and as the right-hand men of the deputy commander, they used every 200 soldiers as a basic combat unit to train and fight.

The minimum requirement for a non-commissioned officer to enter the army is the heavenly rank, and the training is strict and harsh, and the elimination rate is extremely high. Therefore, those who can stay are the elite of the elite.

There are 10,000 people in Blackwater City's army alone, and it completely borrows from the mortal army's arrangement, both offensive and defensive training, and integrates its own special spells, which is extremely powerful and invincible! Definitely an elite division!

The commander-in-chief has a lot of power and strength. They only obey one person's orders, and that is the Holy Monarch Primordial Fire!

The original fire is very close to the people, and there is no shelf of a holy monarch.

From the moment he entered the city, Zhou Zheng felt that wherever Yuan Huo went, there were people who greeted him warmly.

However, whether it was the Demon Lord, the Demon Head, or an ordinary Demon Cultivator, they did not fall to their knees because of his appearance. Instead, after saying hello, he didn't stop his work at all, and still went his own way, what he should be busy with.

However, from everyone's sincere smiles, you can really feel their respect and love for Yuan Huo from the bottom of their hearts.

Is this still the tyrannical original fire I saw in the cave? Zhou Zheng had a feeling of trance.

Crossing several streets, Hara Huo led him to a large but extremely deserted courtyard.

There is no plaque on the lintel, so it is impossible to see where this is. However, the yard is densely packed with wooden shelves on which all kinds of herbs are dried. It is estimated that this should be a medical center.

Entering the foyer, the four walls here are tall medicine cabinets, each drawer with the name of the herb pasted on it, making it a dazzling sight to behold.

A medicine boy saluted respectfully to the original fire, "Mr. is mixing medicinal herbs, and I won't see any guests today." Holy Monarch, please go back. ”

Zhou Zheng was shocked and thought, who is so bullish? In Blackwater City, he didn't even give face to the original fire?

But Yuan Huo was not angry at all, but replied politely, "Please tell Mr., just say that I brought that person to Mr." ”

The medicine boy nodded expressionlessly, "Please wait a moment, Holy Monarch." Then he left them to dry.

After a quarter of an hour, another medicine boy came out, "The gentleman said, that person stays, and the Holy Monarch please come back." ”

Yuan Huo looked at Zhou Zheng helplessly, "Mr. doesn't see me." You want to stay here in peace, and you can do whatever your husband tells you to do, don't make your husband angry. Be responsible, I can't protect you! ”

After repeated explanations, Yuan Huo said goodbye, leaving Zhou Zheng alone in the front hall with a blank face.

Another quarter of an hour passed, but no one paid attention to him, not even the two medicine boys from before.

Zhou Zheng was bored, so he had to walk around the front hall and look up at the names of the medicinal herbs one by one.

But except for several common medicinal materials such as Poria cocos, angelica, and astragalus, he still knows most of the others, and even some of them he has never heard of.

He didn't have much understanding of herbal medicine, so after looking at it for a while, he gave up and began to look around for things he was interested in.

On a bookcase by the windowsill, he saw a book of golden needles, which was written about the use of the principle of the harmony of yin and yang and the same qi and branches of the human body, and the method of allowing the human body to heal itself through the conditioning of golden needles.

Zhou Zheng felt amazing, and couldn't help but pick it up and look at it carefully. Unexpectedly, the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became, and it wasn't until the sun set that the west mountain became dark around him that he suddenly realized.

At this time, the spiritual power that had been suppressed suddenly became disordered again, and one of them actually began to attack the heart veins.

Yin and yin are connected to the heart, and acupuncture is closed.

The description from the book popped into his mind.

He remembered that there was an open cloth bag on the bookcase, which was lined with large and small needles. He pulled one out of his hand and plunged it into the inner gate of his left hand.

Male left and female right, yin and yang complement each other. That's what the book says.

It is also strange to say that the spiritual power that was originally disturbed in the Yin meridians slowly became calm.

Zhou Zheng was greatly encouraged.

Shaoyang, Taiyin, Yangming, Shaoyin, Sun, next, when there was a problem with that meridian, he followed the records in the book to find the corresponding acupuncture points to prick the needle, even the eight veins of the Qi meridian, it was also correct.

In this way, after half an hour, the disordered spiritual power was completely calmed down, and it flowed soothingly in his own meridians.

Zhou Zheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly meditated cross-legged, exercising pranayama.

Before he knew it, when he opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the next day. He let out a long puff of cloudy air.

He felt that the pain on his body had healed, and the essence blood that had been sucked had been digested by more than half, transformed into his own spiritual power, and became more abundant.

Before Zhou Zheng could be happy, he saw an old man sitting on a chair behind the bookcase, looking him up and down.

He was startled. When did the old man come? How long has it been? He didn't even notice it.

With his current keen senses, even if he is a top master like Master Yichen, when he comes to his side, he can detect it for the first time.

But this old man was able to sneak in and make himself unconscious!

The most incredible thing is that the old man did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, like an ordinary mortal.

Zhou Zheng was on full alert, and for the first time, someone gave him such an unfathomable sense of powerlessness.

The immortal-level divine thought he encountered before, although it was shocking, at least he still had the courage to fight. But in front of this old man, he didn't even have the idea of resisting!

"Like acupuncture?" The old man asked casually.

Zhou Zhenghan came down, and he didn't dare to relax, but the old man's calm question made his whole body involuntarily relax.

"Interesting, sir." Zhou Zheng had already guessed that this old man should be the owner of this courtyard.

"This one, finished reading? Have you memorized them all? ”

"I've read it, I've memorized it." He wanted to answer cautiously, but his mouth was uncontrollable and blurted out truthfully.

"If your stomach hurts and you have diarrhea, where can you prick it?"

"Generally, look for the missing points of the Yang Ming Sutra, or the Tongli points of the Shaoyin Sutra."

"What if I still vomit?"

"Plus the Lao Gong Acupoint or the Shaofu Acupoint."

"What if my back hurts?"

"Most cases can be taken under the needle in the committee or Xiaohai, but it also depends on the situation, if it is still serious, you should consider Houxi cave. If the part of the back pain is on both sides, you need to choose the Waiguan acupoint and the Zulin crying acupoint. ”

"Where's the head?"

"Sir, are you testing me?"

The old man didn't answer, but just motioned for Zhou Zheng to continue.

Zhou Zheng carefully recalled, "If the forehead is painful, you should find the Hegu and Trap points on the Yangming Sutra; If it hurts on both sides, prick the needle on the Zhongzhu acupoint or the Zulin Cry acupoint of the Shaoyang meridian; If you have pain and numbness on the top of your head, you need to find the Lao Gong acupoint and Taichong acupoint of the Yin meridian; If it is the back of the head, you should look for the sun meridian, and the needle is in the back stream or Shen vein. ”

The old man nodded, "It's not easy to remember so much in one night!" Qi'er, you take him to the front hall for a consultation. It's still the old rule, only one morning, only a hundred people! ”

"Yes, sir! Zhou Zheng, you come with me. ”

What do you mean? Zhou Zheng was a little confused.

Is this to let yourself be seen by others? But I don't know how to do medicine! At best, I read the book of gold needles.

This is to go to the doctor, and you can't treat a live horse into a dead horse?

Besides, how does this medicine boy know his name? He doesn't remember the original fire or told them about it? Could it be that this old man already knew about himself? This time he sent Yuan Huo to find himself?

Zhou Zheng hurriedly shook his head in denial. What is the identity of the original fire? How could you listen to this old man? Besides, how can you be remembered by such a master?

Don't want to! Let's think about how to deal with the patients we are going to face!

"Little brother," Zhou Zheng whispered to the medicine boy named Qi'er, "Sir, is this for me to see the disease?" But I won't! What should I see? ”

Qi'er was still expressionless, "You can see as much as you want!" ”

"But..."Zhou Zheng wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Qi'er's expression of not entering, he directly chose to shut up.

Isn't it just a disease, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured? Anyway, there is an old gentleman behind him, so he is not afraid!

Entering the front hall facing the street, Zhou Zheng saw that the crowd was already crowded outside. He said that he was not nervous, but the sweat on his head had already revealed his flustered mood.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a few large mouthfuls of water to calm his mood a little. He sat down in his chair and took a few deep breaths.

No matter! It's a big deal to be beaten up by a patient! He consoled himself.

The medicine boy named Qi'er didn't care if he was ready or not. When he saw him sit down, he immediately shouted, "Only one morning, limited to one hundred people!" Start your visit now! ”

The first one to come in was an old man on crutches, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw that the person sitting in the clinic today was not an old miracle doctor, but a young student.

He rushed over from more than a dozen miles away to line up when he was not in office today, in order to let the old doctor help treat his old illness for many years.

Now, sitting here is a young student. His heart suddenly cooled.

But he didn't dare to have a seizure.

This place, he knows, even if the Demon Lord comes, he has to line up obediently, and no one dares to make trouble.

He has limited qualifications, and he is still a human at this age. At such a level, here, he didn't even dare to speak out loud, how could he dare to show dissatisfaction?

"Uncle, where are you uncomfortable?" Zhou Zheng tried to make himself appear calm.

"Mr. Xiao, my left leg was injured before, and it was not completely treated, and now, it is difficult to go up the mountain."

Zhou Zheng's mind was blank, and he didn't remember that there was a prescription for treating leg injuries in the book. But if he sent people away directly, he was a little unwilling. This is the first patient today, and he has to be treated twice!

"You, that, where does it hurt?"

"Huh?" The old man didn't understand for a while, but after thinking about it, he quickly replied, "My leg hurts!" Left leg hurts! ”

Zhou Zheng squatted down and pressed the old man's left leg little by little with his hand, "Does your ankle hurt?" What about here? What about here? This one in the middle of the knee? Does it hurt on both sides? It doesn't hurt anywhere else? ”

After repeated confirmations, the old man had eye pain in the inner knee of his left leg, resulting in weakness in his lower limbs.

Finding the right symptoms, Zhou Zhengxin no longer panicked. He picked up a needle and pierced it in the inner knee of the old man's right leg.

This is exactly the principle of treating the upper disease and the lower treatment, the left disease and the right treatment, which is taken from the book, and the same qi and branches, and yin and yang are harmonized.

The old man didn't believe it from the beginning, and he was ready to come back to the queue tomorrow.

But after a needle, in just a few breaths, he felt that the pain in his left leg was relieved a lot. After another cup of tea, I hardly felt any pain, and I felt much easier to bend and walk!

"Divine Doctor!" He was so excited that he knelt down on the spot, and was supported by Zhou Zheng.

"Don't move! The needle is still in the leg! Uncle, your old illness has been going on for too long, and your legs will still hurt at night. In this way, if you come again tomorrow, I will give you another injection, and after that, after ten days, you will come again with another injection, and you will basically be cured! ”

The old man was grateful, said a basket of thanksgiving words, and left happily.

This immediately caused quite a stir outside.

Today, I saw a young man sitting in the clinic, and many people were in the same mood as the first old man to see a doctor, and their hearts were half cold.

But seeing the old man go in with a crutch and walk out happily by himself with a crutch, everyone couldn't help but have hope for today's medical treatment.

"Is it really another miracle doctor?"

"Who is this young man? Could it be the apprentice of the old miracle doctor? ”

"But I heard that the old doctor doesn't accept apprentices?"

"That's right! I heard that Shengjun's sister begged the old divine doctor for four or five years, but she didn't succeed in apprenticeship! ”

"So who could he be? The son of the old miracle doctor? ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Have you ever seen the old doctor have a family? ”

There was a lot of discussion outside, but it didn't affect Zhou Zheng at all. With the success of his first patient, his confidence was boosted. For the patients who came in, he was extremely attentive, carefully inquiring, checking, and confirming the condition without distraction. I can't even hear what's being said outside.