The Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines is actually a small basin surrounded by mountains, but there are many treasures here, so there are all kinds of plants growing on the surrounding mountains all year round, and the most incredible thing is that there are many natural treasures and precious rare medicinal materials among these plants.

There is a couple living in the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, and dozens of their disciples, who can be regarded as their own faction in the rivers and lakes, but what they practice is not martial arts, but medical skills!

Because the medical skills of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines are extremely exquisite, and it is said that the medical skills of the main medicine saint of the Valley have reached the realm of being able to heal the dead, so there are many friends in the rivers and lakes of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

It is precisely because of this that such a group of Langzhong with mediocre martial arts can live happily in this heaven and earth treasure mountain, otherwise they would have been looted long ago.

After fifteen days of travel, Xiao Jiu finally took Zhang Peng and his party to this Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

There are no disciples guarding the mountain, no team standing guard and patrolling, this place is not like a sect, but more like a village.

The valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, quite like a fairyland on earth.

And at the entrance of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, a tall and thin old man with a height of seven feet was standing there, waiting for Xiao Jiu and the others.

This person is the medicine saint, he didn't come out to greet him, but he had just come back from collecting medicine from the mountain, and he saw a carriage approaching, so he stopped to see what was going on.

The medicine saint is a seventy-year-old man with a very strange temper, with the appearance of a fairy bone, dressed as a worldly master, wearing a moon white robe on his body, standing straight, and carrying a bamboo building for collecting medicine behind his back.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge. Although he has reached such an age, he is still very energetic. These are enough to see that the Medicine Saint must have been an extraordinary man when he was young.

People have always called him the Medicine Saint, but what is the real name of the Medicine Saint? Because it has been so long, even the Medicine Saint himself can't quite remember it!

Seeing the medicine saint from a distance, Xiao Jiu jumped out of the carriage, walked forward quickly with a smile, and shouted loudly while waving the crutches in his hand: "Old man Yao, old man Yao! I haven't seen you for a long time, are you still alive......?"

Hearing Xiao Jiu's shout, the Medicine Saint narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and then turned around and walked towards the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, without the slightest intention of answering.

"This ......" Zheng Yingjun looked at several people with some embarrassment.

Zhang Jie also looked puzzled and asked, "Yajun, what's going on?"

Xiao Yajun smiled, pointed at Xiao Jiu with his finger, and motioned for them to ask Xiao Jiu themselves.

Xiao Jiu turned his head, his face didn't seem to look good, and he said curtly: "You see, this old man, that's it!

"I don't think it's just that I won't be enthusiastic with Lao Jiu!" Zheng Yingjun said with a big grin.

Since they decided to come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines together, Zheng Yingjun has a temper that suits Xiao Jiu's appetite, and the two have become friends for the rest of the year. Usually the two of them taunt each other constantly, and Xiao Jiu has always called Zheng Yingjun "little fat man". And Zheng Yingjun also unceremoniously called Xiao Jiu "Old Jiu".

Even so, Xiao Jiu not only did not get angry, but also looked happy all day long. In this regard, Xiao Yajun, Zhang Jie and Iron-faced Yanqing had nothing else to say except for feeling helpless.

Zhang Jie looked at the back of the medicine saint in the distance, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Maybe, we shouldn't bring the old nine seniors over, he follows us, I feel that our chances of failure have increased greatly!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yajun and Zheng Yingjun tightened their faces and looked at Zhang Jie with a look of horror, they never thought that the impermanence Yama, who was usually unsmiling, would make such a joke.

"Boy, what are you talking about!I'll knock your teeth off for you if you say more!" Xiao Jiu, who was walking in front, turned around and snorted when he heard it.

"Haha......"

Xiao Yajun and Zheng Yingjun finally couldn't help it and laughed, and Zheng Yingjun rolled on the carriage with his stomach in laughter.

And Zhang Jie touched his chin with his hand, and then looked back at the sleeping Zhang Peng, with a knowing smile on his face.

"Peng, get better quickly! With these confidants and brothers with you, I will die blindly!" Zhang Jie whispered to himself, "I really want to join you again and have a good time in the rivers and lakes! I'm afraid, I'm going to have an afterlife......" Speaking of this, Zhang Jie's voice has become inaudible!

And Zhang Peng, who was in a coma, inadvertently shed two tears from the corners of his eyes, quietly crossing his temples......

Entering the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, Xiao Jiu seemed to be familiar with the road here, and turned left and right on the intricate path of the valley and entered a place similar to a village.

When he arrived here, looking at the small thatched huts in front of him, and the many young people who were either pounding medicine or reading books in groups of three or five in front of the thatched huts, and then smelling the faint fragrance of medicine floating in the air, Zheng Yingjun's brows suddenly relaxed.

"It's a good place, just smelling the air makes me feel tired!" Zheng Yingjun said with a laugh.

Xiao Jiu smiled and nodded, and then said proudly: "I tell you, this place seems simple, but if I didn't lead the way just now, you would definitely get lost in this Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, that stubborn old man doesn't know how many poisons are arranged in this valley, once you make a mistake, you will definitely inhale the poisonous gas and die!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jie and Zheng Yingjun couldn't help but tremble, this medicine saint doesn't seem to be so simple!

At this moment, a young man in his twenties walked in front of several people, dressed in a white robe, looking gentle and elegant, not handsome but quite delicate.

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The light man came to Xiao Jiu and the others, and bowed his hand and said, "In the disciples of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, Shi Yuzi! I don't know where a few of them came from, what is the matter with coming here?"

Xiao Jiu smiled and said, "Doll, you don't recognize me? No wonder, the last time I came here was nearly twenty years ago, I don't blame you! I don't blame you! Go and call the stubborn old man of the Medicine Saint out for me, and say that my old friend is here!"

Hearing Xiao Jiu call his master a stubborn old man, he didn't get angry, just smiled slightly.

"The family teacher went up to the mountain early in the morning to collect medicine, and he hasn't come back yet!"

Zheng Yingjun snorted lightly and said loudly: "We all saw him at your gate just now, and he didn't come back!

Shi Yuzi smiled bitterly, he did know that the Medicine Saint had returned, and it was the Medicine Saint himself who ordered him to block these people back, so he said that.

"Master, he ......"

Shi Yuzi was about to say more, only to see Zhang Jie dodge in front of Shi Yuzi, staring straight at Shi Yuzi with cold eyes, and Shi Yuzi was frightened by Zhang Jie's sudden action.

"Human life is at stake, don't say this nonsense again!" Zhang Jie said coldly.

Xiao Jiu didn't speak when he saw this, just stood aside and laughed.

"Who is such a big temper to make trouble in my Ten Thousand Medicine Valley!"

An old voice came from behind everyone, and everyone turned their heads to see Yao Shengzheng standing there with an indifferent face.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiu hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "I said stubborn old man, what are you hiding from me?"

"Hmph!" As soon as he saw Xiao Jiu, Yao Sheng snorted lightly and said coldly: "You are an old and disrespectful guy again, every time I see you, I have a lot of troubles, I finally lived a clean life for two years, why did you bring people to me to make trouble?"

Xiao Jiu smiled, waved his hand again and again, and said, "Don't don't, I'm just threading the needle this time, and they are the ones who are really looking for you!"

Saying that, Xiao Jiuyi pointed to Zhang Jie and Zheng Yingjun.

Yao Sheng frowned and looked at Zhang Jie and Zheng Yingjun, his brows furrowed even more at the moment, and he hurriedly walked in front of Zhang Jie, reached out and grabbed Zhang Jie's wrist, and then clicked Zhang Jie's elbow with his fingers a few times, and finally said with a gloomy face: "Your life is not long!"

Zhang Jie smiled absently and said, "This senior, my life is not important, we are here to ask you to save my brother!"

Yao Sheng raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the carriage behind Zhang Jie, where Zhang Peng was sleeping at the moment.

Seeing Zhang Peng, Yao Sheng was slightly surprised, then walked forward, gently pressed Zhang Peng's chest and abdomen with his hand, and then touched Zhang Peng's limbs, with the movement in his hand, his brows were also wrinkled tighter and tighter!

"How is it? Is my brother still saved?" asked Zheng Yingjun hummingly.

The Medicine Saint slowly put down Zhang Peng's arm, then stared at Xiao Jiu, and said indifferently: "He is already a dead man, what are you bringing here for?"

"What?" Xiao Yajun exclaimed, "Impossible, he's obviously still alive!"

Zheng Yingjun's face also became a little distorted all of a sudden, and the fierce light in his eyes appeared, and he said coldly: "Old man, what are you talking about? My brother is obviously still alive, how come you are dead!"

The Medicine Saint waved his hand absently and said, "If I say dead, that's dead!"

"If my brother dies, you won't live either!"

Zheng Yingjun's tone at this moment has become very unceremonious.

"Brother Lu, don't be impulsive!" Zhang Jie said hurriedly.

After that, Zhang Jie stepped forward and said to the Medicine Saint: "Senior, please cast a spell to save people!"

Yao Sheng looked at Zhang Jie, then at Zheng Yingjun, and then asked: "He should have been injured by a fight, with his injuries, he should have died, but this old man used his internal strength to save a trace of his true qi, so that he can live until now! The meridians in his body are completely destroyed, the five internal organs are damaged, and the tendons and tendons of his hands and feet are even broken by others! Obviously, he has a deep hatred with people, and looking at the countless large and small knives on his body, it is obvious that the opponent will never be alone, he will definitely kill more people, I will not save a person who kills so heavily!"

"Old man, do you think I'm joking when I'm talking to you!" Zheng Yingjun said coldly, his right hand already unconsciously holding on the hilt of the golden knife.

"Hmph! I've never been threatened by anyone, but you're the first! Old man, I want to see what you can do to me!"

The Medicine Saint was also angered by Zheng Yingjun's words.

Xiao Jiu smiled, stepped forward, and comforted Zheng Yingjun. Then he said to the medicine saint: "I said stubborn old man, this kid's nature is not bad, he fell into a trap by mistake to get here!

Yao Sheng snorted coldly and turned away.

Xiao Yajun ran in front of the Medicine Sage, fell to his knees all of a sudden, and pleaded: "Senior Medicine Sage, Zi Yan begs you! You can save Peng! You are the only hope to save him!"

Looking at Xiao Yajun who begged him, the medicine saint also sighed lightly.

Xiao Jiu smiled and said: "That's it! Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha! If you help Yajun, it is equivalent to helping our owner! You just look at the face of our owner, can you save him?"

Yao Sheng shook his head slightly, then turned his head to look at Zhang Peng, and slowly spoke: "Save him, it's okay!" But that kid was disrespectful to me just now, and I want him to pay the price!"

Hearing this, Zheng Yingjun was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Can you really save him?"

Yao Sheng sneered

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"When did my Medicine Saint tell a lie, I said that I could save it, then I could save it!"

Zheng Yingjun suddenly smiled and said, "As long as you can save my brother, you can let me do anything! You say! What price do you want me to pay?"

"I want the hand you just held the knife with!"

"Hiss!" Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gasp, this price seems to be too much, especially for a knife man, the hand holding the knife is life!

Xiao Jiu frowned and said, "Stubborn old man, this is too much! He is also eager to save people, so he ......"

"Hmph, he can not give it, then I don't care about this kid's life!"

The corners of Zheng Yingjun's mouth twitched, and then his face turned ruthless, and said: "Okay, if you want my hand, I'll chop it off for you, but I can say that in front, if I chop my hand, you can't save my brother, then even if I only have one hand left, I will definitely be able to kill you!"

Seeing Zheng Yingjun agree, everyone present was shocked.

The Medicine Saint nodded and said, "Okay! It's a bloody man, I promise you!

"Poof!"

The golden knife was unsheathed in an instant, Zheng Yingjun handed the golden knife to his left hand, and then raised his right hand flatly, the muscles on his face trembled, and then turned his head to look at the unconscious Zhang Peng, and then gritted his teeth, and the golden knife roared down, taking the wrist of his right hand.

"Old man, talk your word!"

Zheng Yingjun shouted.

When it was too late, I saw a flash of silver light, and I heard a sound of "bang!", and Zheng Yingjun's golden knife stopped three inches above the wrist of his right hand.

No matter how hard Ren Zheng Yingjun tried, he couldn't get half a point.

Under the golden sword, a silver short sword was stubbornly blocking below, and the owner of this short sword was Zhang Jie.

"Applejack, what are you doing?" questioned Jung.

Zhang Jie smiled lightly, then the short sword in his hand struck hard, pushing Zheng Yingjun's golden knife away, and then turned around abruptly and knelt down in front of the medicine saint.

"Senior Medicine Saint, this brother of mine is reckless, but his nature is not bad! But there is no punishment for mistakes, he has lived by his hand with a knife all his life, and he cannot live without his right hand! In this way, I will atone for his sins! I am willing to cut off my entire right arm as reparation!"

Zheng Yingjun's eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Ajie, what are you doing?"

Without waiting for the medicine saint to agree, Zhang Jiejian handed over his left hand, and then the knife fell in his hand, without a trace of drag.

"Applejack! no!" Zheng Yingjun shouted frantically, because Zhang Ming's sword speed was too fast, he simply didn't have time to stop it.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

With two soft sounds, Xiao Jiu's iron staff slashed through Zhang Jie's short sword, and then knocked the short sword off the rails.

Xiao Jiu shouted: "Stubborn old man, do you really want to get blood spilled on the spot to be satisfied? If that's the case, then I should take Zhang Peng back to Yulong Villa for treatment, and our friendship for so many years should be gone!"

Yao Sheng looked at Zhang Jie, then at Xiao Jiu, and said helplessly: "Forget it, your life is not long anyway! It's useless to ask for your arm, I'll make an exception to save this kid once! But if you save him, you will go out of the valley immediately, and I won't save the next one!"

As he spoke, the Medicine Sage's eyes glanced at Zhang Jie intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Jie smiled indifferently and said, "That's really grateful to the Medicine Sage seniors!"

Zheng Yingjun slowly shook his body and walked to Zhang Jie's side, helping Zhang Jie up, and the tears and sweat on his big fat face were no longer clear. blindly looked at Zhang Jie and smirked, but Zheng Yingjun's smile was so ugly, more ugly than crying.

"Fat Lu, what are the big men crying about!" Zhang Jie said with a smile.

Zheng Yingjun wiped the tears on his face, grinned, and couldn't say a word, just slapped Zhang Jie's shoulder hard with his fat palm.

One, two, three......

One shot is harder than the other!

In the end, Zheng Yingjun hugged Zhang Jie, and Zhang Jie also hammered Zheng Yingjun's back hard, and in the smile, two lines of hot tears slowly flowed!

Subsequently, the Medicine Sage asked Zhang Peng to be carried to a room, the temperature in the room was unusually low, and the walls were covered with various meridian diagrams and acupuncture point diagrams.

Yao Sheng looked at Zhang Peng, who was in a coma, nodded, and said, "This son's perseverance is not bad, he can survive until now, it seems that he doesn't want to die!"

Zhang Jie said slowly: "He still has a lot of things to do, of course he doesn't want to die, and he can't die!"

Hearing Zhang Jie's words, Zheng Yingjun was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How long will it take for him to recover?"

"Healed?"

Yao Sheng looked at Zheng Yingjun in some surprise.

"You still want him to be healed, and it's good that I can save his life!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yajun's brows furrowed, and he asked, "Medicine Saint senior, what does this mean?"

The Medicine Saint didn't speak, but slowly moved Zhang Peng's limbs, and slowly spoke: "His internal injuries are far greater than his external injuries, and the meridians are even more damaged, that is to say, I can heal his external injuries through some means, and nourish his internal organs with some warm medicinal herbs, in this way, it will not be difficult to save his life, but after healing, he will no longer be able to practice martial arts! Moreover, his physique will be weaker than ordinary people, that is to say, he is likely to become a sick man who lives by taking medicine all his life!"

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