How strong can a healer be?

Sun Zhongjing practiced medicine in the world in this life, and he thought that he was worthy of his heart and worthy of this world.

Even with his cultivation that has reached the realm of Xuanxuan, he could have been free in the world and be the duckweed who forgets his worries.

And he, when he came to this world, became one of the most tired healers.

"Is it better than me? Yang Shangshu, your chess strength is still too poor after all! Too bad! One way of chess, Sun is just a little interested, you have studied the vertical and horizontal way for many years, but in the end it is only better than my half-baked son! ”

Sun Zhongjing slowly stood up and looked at the chess game situation in front of him, if it weren't for this Zhenlong chessboard, otherwise, with his whole body of Xuan cultivation, facing Yang Qiyun, who only relied on the qi of a saint to barely step into the peak of the Heavenly Power Realm, he Sun Zhongjing could fight the enemy with one hand.

However, this Zhenlong chessboard is extraordinary, it is a generation of saints, the third in the Temple of Literature, second only to the trip of Wen Sheng Yan Han and Shi Sheng Sima Geng.

Historians have always been feared by the emperor, they have nothing to worry about, in order to preserve the true truth for future generations, even if the bones are broken, it will never be absurd, and one of the seven magic weapons in the sky is to leave the history of the treasure and jade Cambodian rules is even more irreversible.

However, everyone who reads books has a common problem, and they like the name, and the name before and after them is the same.

In order to let the historian leave a piece of morality, Da Li ranked Shi Sheng in second place when he founded the Temple of Literature.

As for the first place of Wen Sheng, no one will question it and dare to question it.

And the trip of King Lisheng, even if he succumbed to the third, he was second only to Wensheng in terms of cultivation and influence on the dynasty. If it weren't for the fact that in Diancang Mountain, Wen Sheng and Li Sheng played against each other, and when they decided on the direction of the country's luck, the Li Sheng King's move was one of the wrong moves, and he lost the luck of heaven and earth, otherwise this treasure would definitely be one of the magic weapons in the heavens.

Yang Qiyun covered his heart with one hand and his mouth with the other, the blood flowed endlessly, and after a cough, blood flowed out of his fingers, and the whole person was like a broken porcelain, covered with terrible cracks, and it was almost exhausted.

"Sun Zhongjing, I'm afraid you forgot...... This is the Zhenlong chess game...... Even if you miss a son, you will lose! ”

His hands were slowly lowered, and then his right hand was raised slightly, and Yang Qiyun made a twist, and then solemnly dropped a son.

"Smack!"

It's another sunspot valve closed, and the chess piece that has no breath is a pool of stagnant water, cut off its vitality.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt slashed down rapidly, and Sun Zhongjing caught the thunder that fell above his head with one hand and supported the ground with the other. At the moment when he caught the heavenly thunder, the flesh and blood of that arm were quickly dissolved by the heavenly thunder, revealing the white bones in it.

"Break it for me!"

With an angry roar, Sun Zhongjing forcibly resisted it, and then used his arm with only white bones to crush the blazing white thunder that was as thick as a child's arm, turning it into countless points of light, and then dissipated.

"Humph! Without "heaven", this thunder is nothing more than that! ”

Waving the arm that only had the white bones left, Sun Zhongjing pulled it hard, tore off the white bone forearm, and threw it aside at will, without looking at it.

"Yang Shangshu, it's my turn!"

Sun Zhongjing's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment it appeared in the female void position on the chessboard, Bai Zi turned into an air flow and slowly disappeared, a gang wind wrapped in lightning towards Yang Qiyun, the latter fell without a hurry, a black son also disappeared in place, and the sky thunder fell again to split the gang wind into dust and smoke.

Back and forth, the originally majestic Jiangnan Villa was already doomed to its fate the moment it turned into a chessboard.

The power of the four elephants is raging in it, under the evolution of earth, fire, water and wind, flying sand and stones, thousands of weather, magnificent and abnormal.

"Mocking Feng Wei Liang has all participated in Kuangyi and has seen Mr. Sun."

A voice sounded, Yang Qiyun and Sun Zhongjing both withdrew their hands at the same time, looking for prestige, only to see a young man standing behind a ruined wall, wearing a blue dragon dazed, wearing a black crown, a standard narrow knife hanging from his waist, and holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand.

The man pressed the knife in one hand and the scroll in the other, smiling, looking harmless to humans and animals.

is such an ordinary court official, but the moment he appeared, when Yang Qiyun saw him, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"It's finally here."

Sun Zhongjing frowned, his eyes were cold, and his face was full of disgust.

"Kuang Yi? I didn't expect that mocking Fengwei casually came to a person is the cultivation of the Tianquan Realm, the rumors are really true, mocking Fengwei has the strongest combat power among the three guards of the waiting officer, and the general guard of Liang Du is one of the few martial artists in the upper three realms, even if he is not far behind Wei Xian in Shangyuzhou, he has never dealt with you in the capital in the early years, but he was chased here by you without thinking, and even brought the yellow silk book, Sun was honored. ”

In the face of Sun Zhongjing's cynicism, the young man named Kuang Yi still squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Mr. Sun, you have had enough fun outside in the past two years, running around, Your Majesty misses you very much, for fear that you will suffer outside, and now we specially let us take you back, please Mr. Sun."

This smile was as cunning as a fox in Sun Zhongjing's eyes, and he said coldly:

"You have also seen it, this Zhenlong chess game is not done by Sun, the things of the saint, even if I cultivate to the sky, I can't match the saint, Yang Shangshu doesn't accept it, and I can't get out."

At this time, Yang Qiyun, who was covered in blood, said:

"The rule set by Lisheng is to include everyone, even if I am among these sentient beings, I can't take back the Zhenlong chessboard without authorization, as long as Mr. Sun throws his son and admits defeat."

When he said this, Yang Qiyun was out of breath, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nose, which was extremely bleak.

Looking at his appearance, Sun Zhongjing stood up after breathing slightly, and wanted to say anything more, but after all, he didn't have an open mouth.

"That's it, I have an old relationship with my friend in your Jiangnan Villa, and Sun will admit defeat."

I saw him grab the blue light chessboard under his feet with both hands, grab a handful of sunspots, and then throw it casually, wantonly throwing it on the chessboard.

The next moment, the blue light of the chessboard gradually collapsed, and then it began to condense into a mass of gangqi, and the large array deduced by the earth, fire, water and wind suddenly invaded away, and the gang wind enveloped the sky and thunder to meet Sun Zhongjing's face.

"Your uncle! Yang Qiyun! You dare to yin me! ”

Yang Qiyun, who was paralyzed on the ground, watched the wind and thunder attack Sun Zhongjing, who was exhausted at the moment, and a smile on his face showed a successful trick.

"The way of vertical and horizontal, the trick is also, this is part of the chess game, if you just use a little means, as long as it is so, just once, I will definitely die, and at that time, the Zhenlong chessboard can also be solved. And at this moment...... I don't think you can use your amazing magic powers! ”

Yang Qiyun's body was fragmented, his skin began to appear like porcelain cracks, and the wound began to bleed continuously, the sage's qi dissipated, and at this moment his momentum fell like a cliff, returning to the Yuheng realm to cultivate, but his body was already like a remnant in the wind, crumbling.

In an instant, the wind and thunder had arrived, Sun Zhongjing stared, it was too late to steal the day, he didn't think that he was the end of the strong crossbow at this moment, if he was struck by the wind and lightning that enveloped the power of the earth, fire, water, and wind, with his current physical condition, even if he was lucky enough not to die, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured.

A figure suddenly rushed between the two, followed by a bright yellow scroll three feet long, resisting Sun Zhongjing and the wind and thunder.

The sound of electricity and the sound of the wind exploded in my ears, and when I hit the yellow silk book, it was ingested into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, and the breathtaking Huanghuang Tianwei suddenly dissipated.

Cold sweat broke out on Sun Zhongjing's forehead, and Yang Qiyun, who only had one breath left, was already disheartened the moment he saw the yellow silk book appear, shook his head helplessly, and finally sighed.

He also had illusions, even if he knew that he couldn't succeed, he wanted to try it with a breath of breath to see how the masters of the Upper Three Realms were.

Liang Shentong and Kuang Yi squinted their eyes, smiled, and then shook their hands, re-rolled the yellow silk book, and put it in his arms.

"Trouble Mr. Sun to wait here for a while, this official has something to explain to Yang Shangshu, don't think about escaping, there are still three hundred mocking wind guards outside, with Mr. Sun's current body, he may be able to escape, but your disciple can ...... Hehe. ”

After speaking, Kuang Yi didn't forget to squint, sneered at Sun Zhongjing, and then turned his head and walked towards Yang Qiyun, who was sitting on the ground.

Blood flowed down his eyes, his vision gradually blurred, Yang Qiyun barely raised his head and watched the young man walk step by step.

"What are you going to do!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the two, this person was graceful, with an outstanding temperament, and his face was indescribably charming, and such a woman was holding a soft sword at this time, standing between the two.

"Oh? This lady doesn't want to block the way of the official, the official is just saying a few words to Yang Shangshu, wait......"

Halfway through his words, Kuang Yi seemed to remember something, pretended to think, and said:

"Lady, are you Yang Nuying?"

Yang Nuying's face remained unchanged, standing with a sword, her eyes staring at Kuang Yi.

"Exactly!"

"Oh, no wonder, only Lord Yang has such courage."

After speaking, La's face sank, his five fingers were like hooks, and he was about to grab Yang Nuying, with his cultivation like today's power realm, it would only take a moment to kill Yang Nuying.

"Before you start, you can think clearly, after the fact, the three hundred people you brought, together with whether you can kill that person!"

The claw hook staggered half an inch in front of Yang Nuying's throat, and the previous domineering momentum disappeared after hearing Sun Zhongjing's words, and he just turned his head slightly and glanced at Sun Zhongjing.

"He's back?"

Sun Zhongjing looked like he didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and he pointed at the broken arm to stop the blood, and didn't look at Kuang Yi.

"He's back? He never left, always looking at this Jiangnan Villa, always looking at her. ”

When the words fell, Sun Zhongjing came to Kuang Yi's side and said with a smile:

"The waiting officer should know why he entered the court as an official back then, and why he disappeared for so many years, in the final analysis, it is because of her, or you try to kill Yang Nuying, maybe this is his inner demon."

The words were full of sarcasm, Kuang Yi's forehead oozed sweat, and he withdrew his hand in a daze.