There are a lot of medical practices in Mengzhuo Zhenzun's mansion, after all, Mengzhuo Zhenzun's son has not been sick for a day or two.

When Shen Ping'an and the others arrived, these medical corrections were being discussed in the main hall, and they didn't know what they were studying.

"This is Shen Ping'an, a new medical cultivator."

After the male disciple casually introduced, he got up and left.

The eyes of the doctors and cultivators in the hall fell on the four of them.

Some of these doctors have white hair, some are very young, and some have strange faces, but they all have one thing in common-

It's all men.

Neither did half a girl.

"Stop, the woman's body is filthy, and she is not allowed to enter."

The old doctor with white hair raised his hand, but the words were said to Shen Ping'an and Shen Xue'er.

He is the oldest of these medical cultivators, and he is also the highest in cultivation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is highly respected.

"Female filth?"

Shen Ping'an tilted her head, why hadn't she heard of this taboo?

The number of medical practitioners is not large, and the practice is difficult, after all, medical practitioners are different from other monks.

Medical cultivation looks at inheritance and experience, and if you want to become a qualified medical practitioner, you have to pay ten times more than other monks.

"Yes, Meng Shaojun was injured by filth, and the filth of the female body will only make Meng Shaojun's injuries worse."

"Elder Qin is right, I don't know why Chengfeng Zhenjun brought a woman over, isn't this adding to the chaos!"

"You better leave quickly, if Meng Shaojun's injury is aggravated, Meng Zhuo Zhenzun will definitely not let you go."

"We're doing this for your own good."

……

With the old man at the beginning, the others immediately chirped in.

After so many years, there is such a strange injury?

Shen Ping'an thought cautiously for a moment, could it be because she had been asleep for too long and couldn't keep up with the times?

But she quickly figured it out.

It doesn't matter what kind of injury he is, anyway, as long as he doesn't lose his soul, she can snatch back his life from the ghost king.

How can I get a drop if the injury is aggravated?

It's not like she can't be saved!

With such an idea, Shen Ping'an stepped in directly.

"What do you do!"

The medical cultivators in the hall suddenly exploded, and some of them had a violent temper, and they were already about to throw Shen Ping'an out.

"What? You people with filthy minds can stay here, if I want you to see, you have to go first, maybe it is the filthy qi on your body that makes Meng Shaojun not heal for a long time! ”

Shen Ping'an sneered.

If a woman can make Mengzhuo Zhenzun's son worsen his injuries, then Mengzhuo Zhenzun's sworn enemy can directly get a bunch of women outside this mansion!

How convenient it is to be bloodless.

"You! If Meng Shaojun's injuries worsen, can you afford it? ”

Qin Lao was angry enough, pointing his finger at Shen Ping'an, and Bai Huahua's beard trembled.

"I don't think he's been cured for so many years, because you quacks are here."

"The ability is not big, and the shelf is not small."

Shen Ping'an relied on his cultivation to be high, and walked towards the inner room unceremoniously.

Meng Shaojun is in the inner room, Meng Zhuo Zhenzun is not here, it is Meng Zhuo Zhenzun's apprentice who is guarding here.

"What kind of system is it to be noisy and shouting?"

Before Shen Ping'an entered the inner room, a man walked out of the inner room with a frown and scolded.

This man has handsome eyebrows, a long posture, and when a pair of eyes came sideways, those medical cultivators were silent, but they all looked at Shen Ping'an with blaming eyes.

"Qin Haishan, what happened?"

The man's gaze wandered around, and finally landed on Qin Lao, who had the most seniority.

"Gongzi Huilang, this woman has to break through, Shaojun is filthy qi entering the body, and the woman's body is filthy, I'm afraid it will aggravate Shaojun's injury!"

Qin Haishan hurriedly bent down and replied respectfully.

"You're the new doctor that Senior Brother said?"

Qin Lang ignored Qin Haishan's answer, and just continued to frown and look at Shen Ping'an.

"Exactly."

Shen Ping'an straightened his waist.

"Come in with me."

Qin Lang was still frowning, but he didn't say anything about the woman's filth like Qin Haishan, he just asked Shen Ping'an to follow him into the door.

As soon as Shen Ping'an entered the inner room, he was almost vomited by the pungent smell of medicine, and a little boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old was lying in the cloud quilt on the bed, the little boy's face was abnormally gray, and he looked like he was dying.

This......

What filthy qi enters the body, it is clearly a violent qi entering the body!

Shen Ping'an just glanced at it, and he was sure that this Meng Shaojun was not injured by demonic qi and caused the filthy qi to enter his body.

His meridians are coiled, and it is clearly a rage that cannot be dispersed!

These aura were constantly wandering through his meridians, and they had merged with his original aura.

In the long run, his sanity will inevitably be consumed by anger, and he will eventually become a killing machine without intelligence.

Where did a teenager get such a terrible anger?

"Where was Meng Shaojun injured?"

Shen Ping'an was really curious, where could there be such a pure anger?

"A hundred years ago, there was a demon cultivator with a very high cultivation in the world, and the demon cultivator went around to catch talented children for alchemy, and the little junior brother was arrested at that time, Meng Zhuo Zhenzun fought with the demon cultivator for three days and three nights before he exterminated the demon cultivator and rescued the little junior brother."

Qin Lang explained.

It's not a secret, just ask someone to find out.

After all, it was that battle that established the prestige of Meng Zhuo Zhenzun.

Shen Ping'an's expression was subtle, but looking at Qin Lang's appearance, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to ask anything, so Shen Ping'an simply stopped asking.

"Meng Shaojun This is a body of anger, these anger has been entangled with Meng Shaojun's meridian spiritual roots, if you want to strip off the spiritual energy, you can only dig out the spiritual roots, from the purest and most kind people to warm for a hundred years, and then return the spiritual roots to their places."

But without the spiritual root, Meng Shaojun is an ordinary mortal, and after a hundred years, I am afraid that it will be all loess!

Moreover, it is not easy to find the purest and most virtuous person who can wear away the anger through warmth.

Anyway, Shen Ping'an has lived for so long, and he has only seen a few.

Otherwise, this kind of person will die early, and those who can grow up safely will become the master of one party, and finally become holy by merit.

To put it bluntly, Meng Shaojun's anger is estimated to be impossible to get rid of.

"In addition to that, I have another method, but it's a little more adventurous and more difficult."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

Qin Lang was already frowning, but now his eyebrows are wrinkled even tighter, and the center of his eyebrows is like a bulging Sichuan character.

"Let Meng Shaojun change his demon, use his anger as a guide, and achieve the road to heaven."

This method is not risky, after all, demon cultivation will go crazy if you are not careful!

And what is the status of demon cultivation now?

That's the status that everyone shouts about!

"No way!"

When Qin Lang heard this, he immediately snorted.

The dignified son of Meng Zhuo Zhenzun, how could he cultivate demons?