Chang Woo decided to wait and see.

Anyway, if they don't treat grandpa well, and one head falls to the ground, don't want another store here.

Burst!

As Xiao Wudao pierced the last silver needle, he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He didn't expect that now that his cultivation was weakened, it would take him a lot of effort to prick a needle.

It seems that it still needs to be improved as soon as possible.

Otherwise, how to protect Wan'er?

Because what was closely related to him at the beginning happened after he was imprisoned.

Chen Wan'er's later fate was quite miserable.

In the end, she was also forced to commit suicide.

After Xiao Wudao became the Emperor of Shinto, he still did not have the ability to resurrect him.

If he couldn't cultivate in time, that moment would still come after all.

"Ahem!"

At this time, the old man Changlong suddenly coughed violently, and then a ball of black blood spurted out.

His body jumped suddenly.

Although Changlong had reached the point of dying just now, after all, he also had spiritual power to protect his body, and he could be the head of the eight generals in Qingyun City, so his ability was naturally not covered.

But he was now coughing up blood violently, so he couldn't speak.

But when Sun Yu Changyu saw this scene, he was furious, thinking that Xiao Wudao had harmed his grandfather, so he yelled at Xiao Wudao: "What did you do?" Grandfather...... Go to hell! ”

Changyu suddenly jumped like thunder, the blood in his hands erupted, and he smashed towards Xiao Wudao's face door with the momentum of thunder.

"Stop!"

Just when Chang Yu's iron fist was only less than an inch away from Xiao Wudao's front door, it suddenly stopped.

Xiao Wudao stood with his hands in his hands, not moving, but there was a smile on his face.

As if he had expected all this,.

And it is naturally Changlong who shouted this voice.

"Grandpa!"

Changyu was resolute, and his kung fu said that he could stop it instantly.

Xiao Wudao's accurate prediction surprised even Changlong, who got up from the stretcher.

He was secretly surprised.

He had never seen anyone with such concentration and courage.

Even if he is prosperous, the head of the eight generals, if there is an inch of fist coming at him, even if he does not dodge, his expression will change slightly, even if this change is extremely subtle, there will still be.

However, Xiao Wudao is different, he is very calm, so calm that it is as if there is nothing in front of him.

I'm afraid that even the current Son of Heaven does not have such concentration.

Changlong was a wise man, and knew that this man could not be offended, and if he needed help, he had to send his people to deal with him.

"Grandpa!"

Changyu hurriedly ran over and helped the old man up.

But the old man pushed him away, with a face full of hatred for iron and steel, and then he staggered up, and bowed to Xiao Wudao very solemnly: "Little brother, the grace of saving lives is beyond words, my grandson has a tyrannical personality, and he is an old man and a godson." ”

"After the old man goes back, he will definitely train him well, the little brother's life-saving grace, I keep it in mind, as long as the little brother has any needs, he can find my Chang family."

"Changyu, why don't you kneel down and apologize to this little brother?"

Changlong has a good time playing this language art.

He knew that this kind of person didn't like to listen to sycophants the most.

He himself is too, so he talks about life-saving grace in order to get in touch with Xiao Wudao.

Chang Woo is also a man.

At this moment, he can also bend and stretch, and he is convinced in his heart, so Changlong asked him to kneel, Changyu did not hesitate at all, and knelt down directly to Xiao Wudao, and said: "Sir, Changyu is offended, it is true and damned, please punish." ”

Xiao Wudao still said with a very calm look: "Well, but, for the sake of saving your grandfather, forget about this matter." ”

After that, he said lightly: "Mr. Chang, you are a disease caused by an old disease. ”

Changlong smiled bitterly: "Back then, our brother eight broke into the ghost place of the wild wolf ditch alone, but he didn't think about it, he fell into the other party's trick and was injured, which made the little brother laugh." ”

Xiao Wudao shook his head: "Mr. Chang is willing to sacrifice his life for the country, he is a hero, how dare I laugh?" So I'm going to prescribe a dose of medicine for Mr. Chang. ”

After that, he looked at Xu Taoying: "Please take the paper and pen." ”

Xu Tao should have been completely dormant by Xiao Wudao's ability, and he also planned to ask Xiao Wudao what kind of acupuncture method he used later.

If Xiao Wudao is willing, he is even willing to apprentice.

So after Xiao Wudao finished speaking, Xu Tao didn't dare to slack off, and quickly agreed, took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and handed it to Xiao Wudao.

Because it is all retro-style, the prescription Xu Tao uses is not modern paper and pen, but ancient rice paper and brushes.

Xiao Wudao picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and then quickly wrote down a prescription.

But everyone was deeply attracted by the few words written by Xiao Wudao.

A short prescription, no deliberate, only random.

But this writing can bring a kind of momentum like a rainbow, like a dragon roaring.

These words are like thousands of miles of rivers and the red sunrise, waterfalls and sea waves rushing.

When Changlong saw these words, he even forgot that he was still very weak, and couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "Okay, this word is well written!" ”

But for Xiao Wudao, this is just a basic exercise, and there is no technical content at all.

Soon, Xu Taoying was attracted by the above prescription.

After he finished reading the prescription, he was even more amazed, and even made up his mind to worship Xiao Wudao, a young man, as a teacher.

Because there are six Chinese medicines on this prescription, all of them are extremely poisonous.

This can kill people in an instant if taken out on its own.

However, the combination of various herbs in Xiao Wudao's prescription, coupled with the dosage matching, just solved this problem, turning the poison into a good medicine for rejuvenating the soul!

Admire!

He can't help but admire!

Of course, in addition to admiration, there is still a little bit of sourness in his heart.

After all, he has lived for 70 years, 50 of which he has spent as a healer.

He thought that he was superb in medicine, but compared to Xiao Wudao in front of him, there was a world of difference.

This is still secondary, the key is that people look only about twenty years old, but they are already in their prime.

People and people, they really can't be compared!

But if he has half the ability of this young man, then he will no longer be a medical saint, and I am afraid that he will be called a miracle doctor.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, and then let out a long sigh.

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young!

Otherwise, he would really like to follow the young man in front of him to learn it for another five hundred years.

However, Xiao Wudao was not ambiguous, and asked directly: "I did what you want me to do, can the three-flavor herb be given to me?" ”