"I am a disciple of Master Beichen, unless he expells me from the sect, I will not do anything to be sorry for Master." Jiang Zhanyue refused, without hesitation.

Of course, Yijing's invitation is very tempting, one is the Beichen Sword Venerable who has never shown his face, and the other is the real peak master, whose reputation is not inferior to that of the Beichen Sword Venerable. In contrast, of course, the scenery is much more reliable.

But she doesn't actually need a master, and she doesn't need a junior brother originally, and she has been stunned for the past ten years.

"Lying." Yijing scolded without giving face, but he didn't insist on accepting her as an apprentice again.

Both sides are smart people, and Yijing can't fail to hear that Jiang Zhanyue just made an excuse, in the final analysis, she just didn't want to worship him as a teacher.

Jiang Zhanyue's talent is obvious, and Yijing really thinks that she can go far on the road of choosing medicine and cultivation. But he also understands that Jiang Zhanyue's talent is not limited to being able to show on the path of medical cultivation.

Yi Jing is not obsessed with accepting Jiang Zhanyue as an apprentice, but she is particularly persistent in curing her, Jiang Zhanyue has been lying with him for three days, and it is rare for the wound to heal, but in Yijing's eyes, she is still terminally ill.

Jiang Zhanyue couldn't beat him, and she couldn't argue with him, so she could only walk around his room, flipping through his books and looking at his herbs.

Of course, her physical condition is not good, and now she is living one more year, and time is undoubtedly the most precious thing for her, so she is not willing to waste time lying down to recuperate.

"There are more than 500 medical skills, a little less." After reading the last book on the shelf, Jiang Zhanyue sighed, she missed the library in the peak.

Of course, Yijing Immortal Venerable's medical skills are also precious, and they are all treasures that cannot be obtained by the outside world. But in the end, it's all about medical skills, and it's all about medical science and pharmacology. And what she is now focusing on is geography and history books, which can provide her with clues to fight against the way of heaven.

"I read more than 500 books in three days, and I said that there were few. Do you really look into it, or do you think my medical skills are boring and don't look good at all. Yijing came in with a jade porcelain vase.

As soon as Jiang Xuanyue looked at the things in his hand, she knew that she should take medicine again. Yi Jing tinkered with some new medicine, and she almost became his medicine man.

So this is the reason why he rejected Yu Xuehui and took the initiative to bring her back for healing? Because he couldn't look down on Yu Xuehui's injuries that could be cured, he liked to challenge her for something that couldn't be cured.

"Of course I can't read medical books. I just watch, I don't understand. Jiang Zhanyue replied.

"If you can really understand my more than five hundred medical books, your medical attainments have already surpassed most of the disciples of Xinglintai, then it is naturally impossible." Yijing handed her the jade porcelain vase and said, "Take it all." ”

Jiang Zhanyue didn't ask what this elixir was, and swallowed it directly. It's useless to ask, Yijing will only stink a face and reply her with three words, "less nonsense".

"Uncle Shi, you said that if I understand these more than 500 medical techniques, I can surpass most disciples. Does that mean that you don't have to stay here to be healed, you can decide for yourself how you want to heal yourself? Jiang Zhanyue asked after taking the medicine.

Yijing sneered, "You're dreaming. ”

"The disease of premature aging with both loss of qi and blood." Although he laughed at Jiang Zhanyue's speech, Yijing still casually threw out a question.

Jiang Zhanyue quickly reported a number of prescriptions, as well as the pharmacology of the medicinal materials used in the prescriptions.

Yi Jing's expression was slightly restrained, and his tone was still casual and disdainful, "Yuxue Life Pill." ”

Jiang Zhanyue reported the corresponding amount of medicinal materials and the required heat, the boiling method, the diseases treated, and the pharmacology and picking methods of the medicinal materials. Detailed and accurate, without any deviations.

"What do you think of my illness?" Yijing Road.

This question is even more difficult, unlike the previous questions that could be answered only by memorization.

For medical practitioners, memorizing medical skills is only the most basic, and the memory of monks is already better than that of mortals, and most of them can memorize medical skills backwards, and the difference is only how much time it takes.

The difficulty is naturally whether it can still be handy when using medical theory to truly heal patients.

Just diagnosing a disease requires careful questioning, and there is no room for error, which is naturally extremely difficult. Not to mention the many difficulties in the treatment process.

Jiang Zhanyue straightened up and looked at the scene seriously.

His gaze shifted from his cold eyes to his ears, his light-colored lips, and his fair-skinned neck. He was wearing a loose green shirt, not revealing half of his excess skin, and only his bony hands could be seen.

"Let you see that you really look." Yijing, who had been looked at for a long time, was unhappy again, and as soon as he raised his hand, Jiang Zhanyue closed his eyes with the wind on his sleeve.

This medical practice is really unreasonable, how to determine the symptoms of the disease if he doesn't look good at seeing a doctor, doesn't he use his eyes to see when he sees a doctor himself?

"Uncle Shi's little finger on his right hand is missing a phalanx, and although it is filled with similar materials, it still looks like there is still a subtle incongruity." Jiang Zhanyue's eyes opened again, and said.

Always contemptuous and disdainful, this time subconsciously hid behind him.

Although he made this action covertly, Jiang Zhanyue also caught a glimpse.

A monk who has lived for hundreds of years like him, and has cultivated to a high level, would not care that he is missing a phalanx bone. It can only be said that this is a habit engraved in his bones, and it can only be left over from his youth.

"I'll let you diagnose the condition with medical science, you don't count." Yijing Road.

"Fang Cai only said what the symptoms were, but did not mention the medical theory. If you want to listen to medical advice, I can also recite what symptoms a broken finger bone will have. ”

How can Jiang Zhanyue have that ability, how can she answer without such an opportunistic way.

She looked at Yijing's face, lips and eyes, everything was quite normal, and she didn't match the description of dark and light colors in the book. This is not as obvious as Yu Xuehui's white hands.

"Uncle Junior, what you say counts. You are a great power in the god transformation stage, but you can't say it one moment and deny it the next moment. Jiang Zhanyue deliberately brought out Yu Xuehui's name for Yijing.

Yijing's face darkened when she shouted the three words "Little Uncle", "Call Uncle Shi well, don't add any 'small' words." ”

"Even if I let you go back, I will supervise you to take medicine every day and supervise you to recuperate. Do you think that when you get out of the bamboo forest, you can continue to go to the secret realm? "Yijing is very clear, Jiang Zhanyue is like this every time, he went to the secret realm and brought back an injury, and before the injury was healed, he went to the secret realm again.

"You know, I'm not leaving the sect this month." There is also a bet from Yu Xuehui's sect Xiaobi.

Since Yijing said this, it means agreeing. Jiang Zhanyue quickly walked out of the bamboo forest and no longer stayed.

Seeing her leave, Yijing raised his right hand and stared at his little finger, which was clearly intact and could not see any problems.

Although Fang just hit her, he knew in his heart that it should count. She was only lacking some experience in being able to tell the symptoms without borrowing medical science, and if she was given a few months to practice, medical theory would not be a problem.

But she is a sword cultivator, those eyes are eyes that look at weaknesses rather than diseases, she is destined to be a sword cultivator, not a medical cultivator.