The gray-clothed old man had gray hair, but his body was very strong, his eyes were bright, and he was covered with blood, I don't know if it was his or the enemy's.

After the old man healed one after another, no matter how serious the injuries were, under his treatment, most of them got better, and a few people who were dying were pulled back from the ghost gate by him.

While Zhou Yang was meditating, his eyes swept to the old man in gray, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

This person is the one who reminded him during the Great War, and judging from the breath, this person should have reached the peak of the early stage of Jindan.

Unexpectedly, his medical skills were still very smart, and Zhou Yang's heart moved.

There were too many people who needed to be treated, and the elixir on the old man in gray had already run out, so he could only let the injured take out his own elixir, and he would take it after examining it. However, most of the pills of others are ordinary things, which are useless for those who are seriously injured and die frequently, so he can only control the injuries with his clever medical skills to prevent them from deteriorating.

"Alas, this person has been poisoned, if there is no good antidote pill, he will definitely die!" The gray-haired old doctor examined an injured person not far from Zhou Yang, shook his head, and then said loudly: "Everyone, if there are more than four antidote pills, my husband can buy them with a lot of money!"

However, no one responded to his words.

At this time, everyone is injured, if they have the Four Pindan Healing Pills, they still keep them for their own use, who is stupid to take them out to save others.

Sighing, the old man in gray could only give up and prepare to treat the others.

"Amitabha, old donor, the little monk has a few four-grade antidote pills here, I wonder if there is any effect?" Zhou Yang praised the Buddha's name, and there were two more turquoise pills in his hand.

"This is ......" The old man's eyes froze, staring at the two pills tightly.

"Ancient things, four grades of Shangqing Dan!" half-sounded, the old man's eyes flashed, and he blurted out.

Zhou Yang was amazed in his heart, this person's medical skills and insight were really good.

"I wonder if I can save this donor?" Zhou Yang stretched out his hand, and then asked.

"Of course you can! One can detoxify it, taking two, plus the old man's silver needle method, should be able to force out all the poison in his body. The old man took the pill and nodded incessantly.

"That's fine, that's fine. Zhou Yang smiled.

"Thank you, Master. These are a few four-grade spirit stones, please accept them. The old man handed three four-grade spirit stones to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang didn't pick it up, but he put his hands together and said: "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, the old donors are so benevolent and righteous, how can the little monk receive a reward!"

"Hehe, Master Gaoyi, the old man admires!" The old man in gray was not reluctant, took back the spirit stone, and hugged his fist.

"It's okay, the old donor should hurry up and save it!" Zhou Yang waved his hand.

"Good. The old man lifted the dying man's head, pierced ten silver needles into different acupuncture points, and then broke his mouth and stuffed a Shangqing Pill into it.

Next, he put one hand on the man's back and began to poison him.

Zhou Yang watched intently.

After a pillar of incense, the man's blackened face began to redden.

Half an hour later, the man's complexion had basically returned to normal, and his eyes were slightly open, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

Zhou Yang looked at it and felt that the injured person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After a while, the old man gave him the second pill, and then applied the acupuncture method, and continued to use the power to force the poison.

More than an hour passed, and the man opened his mouth and spat out a large cloud of black blood, and then passed out.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and collected the silver needles one by one.

Zhou Yang nodded secretly.

Although he is not proficient in medical skills, he understands medical theory very well, and knows that this person's poison has been forced out, and the rest is to recuperate.

He also understood that judging from that person's situation, although his four-grade Shangqing Pill could play a role, if there was no needle from the old man, he would not be able to force out all the poison.

"Amitabha! The old benefactor has excellent medical skills, and the little monk admires him so much!" Zhou Yang said with his hands together.

"Hehe, the master has won the award, if there is no ancient elixir from the master, no matter how high the old man's medical skills are, he will not be able to return to the sky!" the old man smiled.

At the same time, he was surprised in his heart, although the level of this kind of elixir was not too high, it was an ancient thing, and it was extremely rare, and he did not have it.

It is really puzzling to imagine that this little monk is carrying such a treasure with him.

"Old donor, don't you know if you can take a pulse for the little monk?" Zhou Yang looked at the old man and said.

"Oh, I'm fine with the mage, it's just a few flesh wounds!" the old man was stunned.

"It's not a secret, the little monk was once victimized by a traitor, and there is residual poison in his body, and he has not been cleaned up yet, so he asked the old benefactor to take the pulse. Zhou Yang said.

"I see. The old man motioned for Zhou Yang to take out his left hand.

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand, and the old man pinched his pulse, closed his eyes and began to take the pulse.

After a while, the old man's brows furrowed, and then he opened his eyes and muttered.

After dozens of breaths, the old man withdrew his hand, and looked at Zhou Yang with a strange look.

"How?" Zhou Yang was a little stunned, and hurriedly asked.

"You do have a residual poison in your body, and you also have hidden diseases. The old man's gaze fell on Zhou Yang.

"Hidden disease?" Zhou Yang was surprised.

"Yes, the hidden disease lives in the Shentai, and the cruelty is hidden in the big cave. The old man said.

Zhou Yang was a little puzzled, there was no problem with his divine platform, and he didn't feel anything unusual in the three hundred and sixty-one big holes, why did he say this?

"Your divine consciousness has been severely damaged, and now it seems to be healed, but in fact there are hidden dangers, but they are scattered throughout the sea of consciousness, and you can't detect it yourself. But if this hidden danger is not removed, it will be difficult to pass the test when breaking through to a higher realm!"

"What, it's not healed yet!" Zhou Yang changed color. He knew the injury of his divine sense, but after the prescription prescribed by the physician Qin Ming, plus his own Divine Tonifying Pill, wasn't it all better?

Now that I think about it, when I broke through the realm of Jindan, the level of the heart demon was indeed extremely thrilling, and fortunately, I was well prepared, so I got through, otherwise when the soul melted and condensed into the prototype of the primordial god, I am afraid that there would be branches.

"This master, are you from Anping City?" the old man asked suddenly.

"Not bad. Zhou Yang was stunned.

"Have you ever been to the Hall of Disease?" the old man asked again.

"Been there. By this time, Zhou Yang had already realized something, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

"Hehe, that's right, it seems that Qin Ming's medical skills have still improved a bit. The old man smiled.

"The old benefactor, is it Jiang Shengshou's senior?" Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, it's rare for the master to know the old man's name. Jiang Shengshou smiled with relief.

"The little monk is disrespectful!" Zhou Yang hurriedly got up and saluted.

Unexpectedly, the old man in front of him is the famous Anping Jiang Shengshou, where do you not meet in life!

"Where, where. Jiang Sheng held his hands together.