At night, the moon is in the sky, and the moon stars are scarce.

On the peak of Lanqu Island, a cave house was faintly lit, and the flickering flames shook the shadows on the walls back and forth.

Han Leng stood by the campfire, his hands behind his back, looking at the galaxy, and it took a long time before he withdrew his gaze from outside the cave.

The feather soul meditating cross-legged in the corner, the evil qi in the body is slowly accumulating, and it will not take a few days to fully recover, and the current feather soul cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, not much distance from the Dan period, as long as there is a suitable opportunity, you can break through to the Dan stage.

This opportunity, Han Leng helped him find it, that Thousand Souls Condensing Pill is the key to the Formation Pill, because this Pill was originally created by the protector of the Corpse Refining Sect, and its effect is only useful to monks who cultivate with evil qi, and the Feather Soul can perfectly fuse this Pill, so as to step into the Golden Pill Avenue.

"When you recover, I will hand over the Condensing Pill to you, hoping that you can successfully break through to the Dan Formation Stage. Han Leng looked at the feather soul in the corner who was blocked by the shadows, and said softly.

If the Feather Soul breaks through, he will have a helper in the Dan Period, and it will also be of great benefit to him.

At least there is no need to worry about those low-level cultivators coming to make trouble, what Han Leng needs most now is quiet cultivation, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by outsiders.

Han Leng's cultivation has also reached the late stage of foundation building, and the spiritual power in the dantian has all been liquefied, gradually moving closer to the true yuan form, and its strength can be regarded as top-notch among the monks in the foundation building period.

After a night of silence, the next morning, Han Leng went down the mountain and came to the stone house he had built by the sea.

He now regarded himself as a member of Lanqu Island, and felt that he should contribute something to Lanqu Island, but the people on this island did not cultivate, and he could not teach mortals the method of cultivating immortals.

Later, Han Leng found that there were often people on the island who went to the mountains to hunt, or went to the sand sea to catch unique fish, because the beasts on the mountains were too fierce, and many hunters came back from the mountains with injuries on their bodies.

Because of the scarcity of medicinal herbs on the island and the lack of medical skills, these injured prey usually collect their own herbs and apply them to their wounds.

If you are lucky enough to find the right herbs, your wounds will heal in a few days, while those who are unlucky will not only not heal their wounds, but they will also be infected with other problems, and many people will be disabled because of their festering wounds.

After Han Leng knew these situations, he thought about what to do, he couldn't do anything else, but he still had a little achievement in medical skills, of course, this was all thanks to his ancestor Xuan Lingzi's predecessors, he inherited a lot of medical knowledge from the inheritance of his predecessors, not only will he diagnose people's diseases, but also rejuvenate his hands.

The small stone house was simply decorated, and a flag was picked in front of the door, with a big word "medicine" written on it, and in this way, Han Leng became a barefoot doctor on Lanqu Island.

When the people on the island passed by the hut, they could see Han Leng sitting in the house, holding a thick book in his hand, as if he was studying some medical masterpiece, and there was a rectangular stone platform in front of Han Leng, which was full of all kinds of bottles and jars, and herbs one by one.

At the beginning, the residents of the island did not dare to come to Han Leng, because they did not know what the doctor's medical skills were, whether the fees were high, and the income of the residents on the island was very low.

Later, the elders of a family were too seriously ill, and simply boiling soup with herbs could not suppress the condition, and if they did not seek medical treatment in time, their lives were likely to be in danger.

After Han Leng arrived, he briefly glanced at the old man lying on the bed, and then put his hand on the old man's wrist, learning the general Lang Zhong's pulse posture, but in fact, he used his divine sense to observe the old man's internal condition, and there was nothing to hide under the investigation of his divine sense.

After reading it, Han Leng casually prescribed a prescription, wrote several medicinal materials that invigorated blood circulation and dispelled blood stasis, and activated the meridians, and then took out the medicinal powder he had prepared and asked the young man to take it and brew it.

After the old man took the potion, within a moment his complexion was radiant, his face was full of ruddy, and he looked healthier than before he was sick.

The old man's children were so grateful to Han Leng that they couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow, and took out the savings they had accumulated for several years, saying that they wanted to reward Han Leng well.

Han Leng said: "When I was exiled here, it was Blue Canal Island that took me in. Helping you is what I should do, besides, it is not easy for you to save money, so let's save it for my uncle to buy some delicious food. People on the island come to me for medical treatment, and they don't charge for anything. It is time for me to repay all of you on Blue Canal Island. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were moved to tears, and then Han Leng returned to his stone house in the eyes of the family.

Saving lives and helping the injured sublimated Han Leng's spirit, and looking at the bright smiles of the family, Han Leng's heart was also warm.

Ever since the news of Han Leng's rescue of the old man came out, his small stone house began to be lively, and almost every day, two or three people came to ask Han Leng to see a doctor.

There are people who have headaches and brain fever, soreness in their legs and feet, and there are also people who have been bitten by wild beasts, and the wounds are suppurating and festering, and all kinds of patients have come.

However, Han Leng didn't feel hard, no matter what injuries the people who came, the medicine Han Leng took almost didn't change, but after these people returned home and took the medicine according to Han Leng's instructions, they could feel the slowdown of their injuries in a while.

Especially if there is a large wound on the arm and thigh, gently apply the magic medicine powder given by Han Leng to the wound, and immediately there will be a ** feeling coming from the wound, and the wound will grow rapidly under the human eyelid at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is simply a panacea, and those who have aggravated their injuries because of the wrong herbs applied earlier, have also heard of it.

The wounds of these people have long been in the stage of necrosis, and if they follow the normal medical process, there is basically no possibility of recovery again, but Han Leng is not comparable to those plopping doctors.

Han Leng directly used his spiritual power to open up those blocked meridians, and then used his spiritual power to suck out the blood congestion lumps in the meridians, a middle-aged man who couldn't bend his knees, saw a large patch of thick blood coming out of his knees, and his heart was really shocked, but he didn't feel any pain except for feeling warmth.

After that, Han Leng wiped off the blood on the middle-aged man's knee with a clean silk cloth, and the originally swollen knee actually returned to a normal level, the man stood up and tried to bend it, and the leg that had not been bent for five years actually bent down slowly, which made the middle-aged man very happy, and he jumped directly on the spot a few times excitedly.

He was also full of thanks to Han Leng, and his words were full of heartfelt words, if it weren't for the fact that his daughter had already married, he even wanted to marry his daughter to Han Leng.

However, Han Leng politely refused, because this middle-aged man's appearance was really peculiar, and he didn't know what his daughter looked like, and Han Leng now only had Senior Sister Zhai Lan in the Central Plains in his heart, no matter how beautiful other women were, Han Leng would not be tempted.

Gradually, Han Leng's fame became bigger and bigger, and the people on the entire Blue Canal Island knew Han Leng's name, but because Han Leng was still avoiding the pursuit of the Imperial Ghost Sect, he didn't dare to show his real name, but borrowed the name of a friend he had when he was in the Xuanling Sect, the son of a certain big family, Lin Yu.

In addition to the people of Lanqu Island looking for Han Leng to see a doctor and treat his injuries, even on the nearby islands, there are gradually people driving rafts and boats to come here, in order to let Han Leng use a clever hand.

Because of the long period of free assistance, the ordinary medicinal materials in Han Leng Qiankun's bag were slowly exhausted, because there were too many patients who came every day.

Because of this, Han Leng issued another notice, only giving free medical treatment to the people of Lanqu Island, and those who came from other islands to seek medical treatment needed to pay silver taels as medicine.

Han Leng used the silver taels he earned to hire some people to go to the island to reclaim wasteland and plant medicinal herbs, so that his medicinal herbs would also be settled.

Ordinary diseases, as long as you take the medicine according to the prescription, you can cure the disease, and when you encounter an injured person who is particularly difficult to deal with, Han Leng will use her spiritual power appropriately to treat it.

After a period of time, gradually some strong people with strong arms came to Han Leng's small stone house to treat their injuries, and most of these people's wounds were wounded by weapons, some were injured by highly poisonous arrows, and the wounds were ulcerated, emitting an unpleasant rancid smell, but fortunately, they were dealt with in time to pick up a life.

There was also a knife wound from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and the person was carried over, and when he arrived at the stone house, the person was already confused, and his speech was slurred.

Han Leng applied the homemade healing medicine to the man, and the result was that the knife wound was miraculously healed automatically, which made the eyes of those people full of curiosity, and a few people were still asking how Han Leng's medicine was prepared, but Han Leng didn't tell them, just said that he could sell this medicine.

When those people heard Han Leng say this, they immediately bought a few bottles and put them on their bodies for later use, with this elixir in their hands, they felt full of security, as long as his head was not cut off, he could live with this medicine.

While waiting for the seriously injured friend to wake up, Han Leng inquired about the occupations of these people, as he had never seen them on the island.

Among them was a large man with a beard, a man as strong as a bison, and his arms were thick and tendon-entangled.

A six- or seven-inch scimitar was pinned to his waist, and the blade shimmered in the sun.

"Don't hide it from Doctor Lin, our brothers are all island soldiers from nearby Quchi Island. My name is Zou Yu, the one who fainted is called Xie Lun, and this stunned person is called Ren Qiu, a while ago, when the three of us brothers were patrolling outside the island, we were attacked by a group of sand thieves, and we became the embarrassed appearance today. I've heard of the name of Doctor Lin a long time ago, my brother Xie Lun, the infection of the knife has not been able to heal, if it drags on, I'm afraid it won't last a few days, so I took the risk to find Doctor Lin, but there doesn't seem to be an island soldier stationed on this Blue Canal Island, maybe this island is sparsely populated, and there are no precious things. Zou Yu said.

Han Leng just smiled lightly when he heard this, with him living here, as long as he didn't come from the Yudan Stage, who would dare to be presumptuous in this Blue Canal Island?

After this conversation, Han Leng also has a general understanding of these small islands in the sand sea, Lanqu Island is indeed a relatively small island, and there are several huge islands around, those islands not only have perfect systems and entertainment places for people to relax, but also these so-called island soldiers, all of which are personally hired by the owners of each island.

Although these islands also belong to the spiritual domain, because they are too far away from the central area of the spiritual domain, they are already out of the spiritual domain system, and the residents on the islands are all yearning for freedom, and they are not willing to rely on those big cities and gate sects on the oasis, but instead use the island as the boundary and go their own way.

Of course, the resources on the islands are not as good as the oases, and some small islands are short of resources, so they naturally have to move to other islands, and if the target island is already occupied, then it is time to start fighting, and there will often be friction between the small islands, and the soldiers will meet each other.

In addition to guarding against the invasion of other islands, but also to block the sand thieves who are wandering, which makes the safety of the island soldiers have been threatened in a variety of ways, generally no one wants to be an island soldier, but after becoming an island soldier, you can have a high-income career, the so-called people die for money, birds die for food, and some people who want to make money are joined by the ranks of island soldiers.

But the real experience of the island soldiers is even more terrible than the rumors, if you go to the larger islands, you can often see the rotting corpses soaked in the sand sea on the coast, most of them are island soldiers killed in battle.