Seeing this scene, Liu Yunqing's hand holding the sword tightened, and his eyes were complicated when he looked at Jiang Su.

The girl in Tsing Yi closed her eyes tightly, didn't even lower her head, and didn't show any painful expression on her face, as if she was doing an extremely ordinary thing.

"Su Su ......" Xiao Shiyu tightened her throat and stared at the small hole in the girl's skin that was bitten.

In the next second, Jiang Su held Su Kill in his hand and slashed three times on his arm, and the middle knife was extremely forceful, vaguely revealing the white bones in it.

Blood trickled down his fair skin to his elbows and dripped.

Tick – tick – tick –

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

"Jiang Su!" This time, it was the medical elders on the side, and they shook their heads and let out a long sigh.

"This kid ...... It's so ruthless, and it's so cruel to yourself......" Elder Fei almost covered his eyes with his hand, he couldn't see himself bleeding from the cub that had grown up.

She is a child who grew up in the palm of the hands of everyone in Shifangmen.

Jiang Su didn't stop moving, and took a red glass bottle from his sleeve, directly took the cork off the bottle with his mouth, and poured the elixir in the glass bottle into his mouth when he raised his head.

"This is the most commonly used hemostatic pill for monks on weekdays." Jiang Su explained casually, she couldn't see the size and shape of the wound, and her hands were more ruthless than before, and now she was using her spiritual power to look inside her body.

One breath, two breaths...... Five breaths, no change in the wound.

Half a pillar of incense passed, and the wound was thrown in oozing blood, without any signs of recovery.

"No, isn't it a problem with this hemostatic pill, why doesn't it have any effect? Come on, Susu, try my bottle again! The red-clothed elder took out a delicate red vial with a pattern from his sleeve, knocked the bottom of the bottle with his palm, and poured out a crimson pill that was twice as large as Jiang Su's own hemostatic pill.

He carefully placed the pill in Jiang Su's palm, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Su's eyes.

"Whew—" he sighed.

Jiang Su felt the goose-egg-sized pill in his palm......

“……”

Is this the love of the elders to add medicine?

So the elder's medicine bottle must be a magic weapon! Or are these old men rich!

Jiang Su didn't refuse, she knew that if she wanted to prove her guess, she had to eliminate everyone's doubts. She turned the pill with her hand, directly opened her mouth and stuffed the pill into her mouth, and in front of everyone, she directly swallowed the whole "goose egg" with an inhuman expression. ”

"Fortunately, I always laugh, and those who love to laugh are not too lucky." Jiang Su muttered in his heart.

The monks around him twitched the corners of their eyes, thinking, "This girl is too ...... I can eat it. ”

"She swallowed such a big elixir directly???"

"There are traces to follow, there are traces to follow, and the elbow she gnawed on the spirit pig when she was a child is also this expression!!"

"Yes, yes, yes, and when you go under the goat and drink milk directly in your mouth! It's exactly the same, but it still hasn't grown up! ”

The red-clothed elder just now stopped talking, he turned around and looked at each other with the other four elders of the Suffering Saving Peak, and finally did not speak.

This thing is dressed...... If you put it on the wound, it will turn into water and the wound will heal...... How did she eat.

Eating it actually has an effect, and even the medicinal effect is better, but they developed this "goose egg" to be different and sell it at a better price!

Time passed little by little, Jiang Su was motionless, like a statue forgotten by time, only blood continued to flow to the ground, and finally after three incense sticks, Jiang Su's whole arm was stiff and blue, extremely cold.

Like a corpse that has been dead for three days.

A small pit had been poured out of the ground with blood.

After a drop of blood landed, the girl in Tsing Yi slowly spoke, "Give me the elixir you studied and refined after the pandemic." ”

After that, the black-clothed elder took the lead in handing the gourd that had been prepared long ago to Jiang Su, and he even poured out a handful of pills in the palm of his hand in advance, and said in a low and stern voice: "Susu, open your mouth."

Jiang Su raised her eyebrows, she didn't have any objection, she opened her mouth, she knew what Elder Shen was going to do.

"Heh, this old man is really ...... The older you get, the more you want to worry. ”

The next moment, Elder Shen directly clasped a handful of pills in the palm of his hand on Jiang Su's mouth, and shook Jiang Su's chin again, letting all the pills be swallowed by her, and withdrew his hand.

He frowned and immediately pinched his body, looking disgusted for fear of getting Jiang Su's saliva.

The red-clothed elder looked at him like this, and scolded him: "You love clean."

Jiang Su felt the whole process of turning a handful of pills into water, passing through the mouth, pharynx, esophagus and stomach, and finally exerting its medicinal effect and distributing it to all parts of the body. I took out my own hemostatic pill again and took one.

In an instant, the arm of the corpse regained its elasticity, and the wounds of more than three inches gradually shrunk, and the white bones were covered again, and then the blood flow stopped, and the previously terrifying wounds disappeared without a trace.

The girl's whole arm was like a beautiful mutton fat white jade.

"I see...... Elder Bai Yifei nodded, looking at Jiang Su's arm thoughtfully, with a look of memory on his face.

He was recalling if there were any examples of monks whose wounds could not be healed before refining the elixir. After pondering for a long time, he thought again, even if it was possible, they suspected that he was too seriously injured and his recovery speed was slow.

After all, this group of doctors cultivated this pill very quickly, as early as the tenth day after the outbreak of the epidemic, they refined this pill, they really didn't expect that it would be useless to mortals, but it was their monk's own life-saving product.

The monk loses his ability to recover, and the other pills are no longer useful, which is not much different from waiting for death. Equivalent to a terminal illness......

This pandemic not only wants the lives of mortals, but also the lives of monks!

At this time, Liu Yunqing, who was beside Jiang Su, directly pulled out the sword from the sheath, threw the wind sword forward, and the whole person stepped on the wind sword and flew straight to Red Maple Town.

Seeing this, the other sword cultivators made the same move one after another, and followed their senior brother to the bottom of the mountain.

Zhang Yunsheng pinched out a yellow talisman from his sleeve, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then pointed in a direction in the mountains and forests, and said to the disciples in his own peak behind him: "Go!" Let's go grab something from the mountains! ”

Liu Yunqing went to the bottom of the mountain to catch the black rat demon in the cellar of Zhang's farmer's house, and Zhang Yunsheng went to the forest to search for the black rat demon that Jiang Sukou should have encountered by hunting monks.

It is easy to catch at the bottom of the mountain, but difficult to catch in the forest.

The rest of the monks took out another plague pill on their bodies and took it, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, we already have the elixir to cure ourselves."

Thinking of this, Jiang Su still retains affirmation and trust in his fellow medical practitioners in the cultivation realm.

"In the end, they have lived for a long time, although the physical condition of monks and mortals has been blurred, and they can't control the affairs of mortals for hundreds of years, but refining the elixir taken by the monks is still extraordinary, and the sword is not old."

"The time is short, the effect is fast, the disease is prevented before it happens, tsk tsk, the old fritters have something."

In this world, mortals can meet medical cultivation by chance, and have the opportunity to seek medicine, and only high-ranking officials and nobles can provide for monks.

There are a few generals surnamed Li in the world, and a few people can travel with the medical immortals.

Jiang Su bowed slightly, and said in his heart: "This time it should be solved." The cause was the black rat demon, and after the epidemic, the result was to cure the disease. So ......"

"Who's behind it? Is it Chu Lin or who ......?"

Jiang Su turned around, smelled the fragrance of medicine, walked towards the copper furnace of Dan Cultivation Pill not far away, touched a bench from the storage bag and put it aside, and there was no sadness or joy between his eyebrows.

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"Who are you?" Dong Yiyi stood quietly in Jiang Su's courtyard, the moonlight poured down like a waterfall, the breeze blew through the white clothes, caressing the swaying spiritual flowers on the side.

The tip of the black sword pressed against the cardinal's flesh, piercing the red robe, and a murderous aura surrounded him.

Not his murderous aura.

Fang Zhen strictly blocked Dong Yiyi's way to leave, without retreating, and he didn't reply to Dong Yiyi from beginning to end.

"Your cultivation is very high, above me, I'm afraid that there are very few people in the entire Ten Directions Sect who can have the strength to fight with you. Su Su only vaguely told us about your identity, but I don't believe it. ”

"I don't believe that a patient I met casually on the road would be taken back to her hospital to hide, hidden, and not even known to me."

"She took you to knock on the mountain gate, when you crossed the mountain gate, what did the beings from the ten directions say to you?"

Dong Yiyi's eyebrows were frosty, and the whole person was like a bow quenched in the snow in winter, with cold strings and arrows ready to fire.

Fang Zhe lowered his head and looked down at Dong Yiyi calmly, as if he didn't listen to her words at all.

"Speak! Are you mute? ”

Dong Yiyi exerted his strength, and the tip of the sword pierced into the flesh of Fang Fold, and the flesh of this sword cultivator was pierced at this time, blood flowed from his chest, the red robe was sticky, and the color of the clothes gradually darkened.

(End of chapter)