"Qiqi Ice Emperor, this time Xinqing and Senior Sister Wan'er came, in addition to helping us, there is actually an important task, that is, to borrow the water attribute rough stone of the North Sea, to summon the gods and win the holy war!"

"This... Hearing this, the Ice Emperor looked embarrassed, and immediately explained: "Brother Xinqing has just saved my Beihai from a great disaster, and no matter what requests are made, we should do everything. It's just a coincidence that the water attribute rough stone is related to my daughter's life, and I really can't take it out for a while. ”

"Oh!?can you ask the Ice Emperor to make it clear?" Huang Xinqing didn't understand the relationship between the Water Attribute Primordial Stone and the Ice Emperor's daughter for a while, so he hurriedly asked.

"I can't hide it, my daughter Lan Haoran is originally the first lady of my Lin Worm clan, and her cultivation and strength potential are not weaker than that of the noble saint, and even with the physique of my Blue Dragon clan, it is easy to become holy in the future. However, ten years ago, when she was cultivating my clan's secret mastery, she blamed me for being too eager to succeed and passed on the second half of the secret book to her in advance, which resulted in her unstable foundation and went mad, but fortunately, she was barely suppressed by the power of the water attribute primordial stone. "The seven-foot man of the Ice Emperor, when he talked about making his daughter go mad by mistake, he was still full of shame and remorse.

"Brother, I know a little about medicine, so that the girl can have specific symptoms, you might as well know me or save a thing or two?" Huang Xinqing also felt that things were difficult to do, but there was an ancestor in the treatment!

"Oh!?, when my daughter's demonic attack occurred, the divine light in her eyes appeared like lightning, and even like flames. Restless, dazed for a long time, and vision loss. If it weren't for the water-attribute rough stone suppression, it might have been blind and uncertain by now. If Brother Xinqing can cure my daughter well, it will be the life of the old man, and it is okay!" "The Ice Emperor, who had long lost hope for his daughter's condition, hurriedly expressed his stance at this moment like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, after all, the person in front of him is a mysterious person who can kill an eighth-order demonic beast with one punch!"

"The kidney water is insufficient, and the fire is inflamed, can the Ice Emperor take me to take a look?" Huang Xinqing heard this, only to feel that the cause seemed to be obvious, and it was not difficult to treat, but although the medical conditions in Beihai were not comparable to those in Middle Earth, there were many talents in one domain, and there must be other hidden circumstances that could not be cured, so he asked to check it.

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Under the arrangement of the Ice Emperor, Huang Xinqing came to the residence of his daughter Lan Haoran on the second day, and the difference between Middle-earth and Middle-earth is that although the overall appearance of Shuiqing Palace, the main city of Beihai, is modeled after the architectural style of the naked insect human race, but the place where the nobles of the insects in the city live like Lan Haoran is like a human house, but the interior is decorated with stalactites and crystals, and the ground is paved with colorful coral stones, and the layout and furnishings are quite like a cave in the water, and there is also a salty taste of sea water in the air.

"Haoran has seen Huang Xinqing's son!"

Huang Xinqing followed the prestige, the blue Haoran in front of him combed his hair in a high bun, had a faint moth eyebrows, and the rippling Danfeng eyes had sapphire-like eyes like his father, but the goose egg face of the congealed jade faintly revealed a weak air.

"Huang Xinqing has seen Her Royal Highness the princess, and she came here today to check on the princess's condition. Huang Xinqing restrained his mind and was busy with his intentions.

"Well, there's Mr. Lao. Lan Haoran replied expressionlessly, and then slowly sat down on the carved wooden stool, and at the same time habitually placed his wrist on the table, waiting for Huang Xinqing to diagnose the pulse.

Although Huang Xinqing's blue eyes are opened, there is no need to take the pulse to judge the disease, the so-called "God who knows what is said", there are not a few people who can judge the condition by looking at the appearance of the Taoist masters of Chinese medicine in the present world, and there are not a few people who have no immortal spells, and there are even those who are almost able to pass the gods and even look at the disease and the time of life and death, among which the one that was once a household name is Zhang Zhongjing, who is regarded as a medical saint by the people of the world, saw Wang Cang's medical case:

Zhang Zhongjing once saw Wang Cang (character Zhongxuan), one of the seven sons of Jian'an, when Wang Cang was just twenty years old. Zhong Jing took a closer look, and then said to Wang Cang: "You have some hidden dangers in your body, your eyebrows will suddenly fall off when you are forty years old, and you will die half a year after falling." But if you take five-stone decoction, you can avoid death."

Wang Zhongxuan was unhappy with this person's bad words, but after all, he was a literati, so he didn't get angry on the spot, only: "Okay, I'll start taking the decoction now." But in fact, the medicine was put aside and ignored. Soon after, the two met again, and Zhongjing asked, "Have you taken the decoction?" Wang Cang: "I've taken it, it's good, it's good." Zhong Jing looked at it again and sighed: "Your complexion is not a manifestation of taking a decoction! Why do you not value your life so much!"

Wang Cang still thinks that this person is so godly and chattering! Twenty years later, Wang Cang was just over forty years old, and sure enough, he began to lose his eyebrows, and died about half a year (one hundred and eighty-seventh) at the age of forty-one. (The year of his birth is based on the biography of "Guoshu Wei Zhi": (Jian'an) In the spring of the twenty-second year, Dao died of illness at the age of forty-one.) The original text of the medical case is from the Western Jin Dynasty Emperor Fu Mi's "Acupuncture A and B Sutra Preface": Zhong Jing saw Wang Zhongxuan in the service, and he was more than 20 years old. He said: "If you are sick, your eyebrows will fall when you are forty, and your eyebrows will fall for half a year and you will die." "Ling Han can be exempted from taking five-stone soup. Zhong Xuan was disgusted with his words, and he refused to accept the soup. On the third day of residence, Zhong Jing saw Zhong Xuan and said: "Do you want to take the soup?" Zhong Xuan said: "I have served." Zhong Jing said: "The color is not a diagnosis of taking the soup, and you are not rash!" Zhong Xuan still didn't believe it. After 20 years, he died in the next 187 days, and finally as he said. ）

When Huang Xinqing read this medical case, although he saw that the article did not explain how to diagnose the disease, he relied on the sentence "The color is not the diagnosis of taking the soup." It was inferred that Zhongjing used "looking" at that time, and only by looking at the diagnosis department, the level of diagnosis has been perfected, reaching the level of work, and he can predict life and death, which is amazing!

When Huang Xinqing read this article, he only felt that Zhang Zhongjing was worthy of being a Chinese medical saint through the ages, and his medical attainments had reached the realm of immortal arts. At that time, Huang Xinqing thought that he would be able to reach the state of compassion one day by practicing medicine diligently. However, this oneself has been reincarnated for a generation, and has learned such a divine technique as Qingyan in an environment with immortal energy, and still has no ability to achieve the realm of life and death by looking at the color, and the gap may be in experience.

In such an era when information transmission is not as developed as today's society, Zhang Zhongjing's name can be resounded throughout China, and his writings can be passed down through the ages.

"Shengdi (Xian), Rehmandi (Xian), Dong (Xian), Mai Dong (Xian), Angelica (Xian), Peony (Ling), Poria (Ling), Licorice (Ling), Schisandra (Ling). This is the medicinal materials needed for the Hydrating and Tranquility Pill, and I also ask Her Royal Highness the Princess to assist in the preparation, and I will personally relieve the disease for you after three days after the medicinal materials are ready!" Huang Xinqing turned around and left, seeing this woman's expression before, she didn't believe in medicine, and those who don't believe in Chinese medicine don't heal, this was originally one of the rules of practice medicine in her current world, although she had already looked down on these after coming to the fairy world, she was still a little unhappy.

"Oh!? I hope you're not talking big. Lan Haoran, who had already given up hope for treatment, saw that Huang Xinqing did not take the pulse, but just left with a big sentence after a short look, and a trace of expectation arose in his originally plain expression.