Mu Lingqiong heard the voice of the male duck again, and suddenly felt that in fact, the dead doctor might not be as ugly and terrifying as it looked. Thinking that when the other party was getting started, she also saw this dead man doctor from afar because of rumors and curiosity, it was indeed ugly to a realm, which made her remember it deeply, otherwise, she would not have remembered the slightly dejoratory title of "dead man doctor".

It is also strange to say that the dead man doctor never said his real name, and he refused to say his real name to the head of the house on the grounds that "cause and effect are chaotic, and it cannot be said", but he promised a few words to the contemptuous name of "dead man doctor" in the valley, so those who disliked him and those who did not dislike him all called him like this.

It's just that it would be very strange to keep the etiquette by the title of the dead man's doctor.

Mu Lingqiong thought of what she said, "The 'dead man's doctor' is really the benevolence of the doctor, and the rejuvenation of the wonderful hand, I admire it." Or, "Your Excellency is worthy of being a 'doctor of the dead', and he is indeed a skilled doctor." "I can't help but feel that something is weird.

"Lingqiong's medical skills are not proficient, and she is taught. "Get straight to the point, and directly admit that his medical skills are poor, after all, he really can't do it, if he is still alive, maybe......

"If the medical skills are not perfect, you must practice diligently, this quality of Qionghua, the heat is still far away!" After that, the dead doctor turned his head and looked at the medical cultivators with mocking eyes, and all the medical cultivators were stared at by him like this, and their hearts were half annoyed and half in awe. Everyone understands that cultivators, cultivation is supreme.

The sound of rattling laughter came out of the mouth of the dead doctor, but it stopped abruptly, as if he remembered something, and after glancing at Yao Xiangshan, who was about to wake up, he left without looking back.

This laughter matched him unexpectedly, Mu Lingqiong felt a little annoyed when he heard this, but in fact, he could understand that he always felt uncomfortable with that look, and it was normal to be weird.

"Fairy Qionghua, your medical skills, we are obvious to all, so we don't have to worry about that person's speech. After the dead man was gone, a male cultivator in Tsing Yi comforted Mu Lingqiong.

"Yes, Xue Yixian is right. "Fairy Qionghua, you don't have to care. And the crowd was persuaded one after another.

"Thank you Doctor Xue, let's continue to go back to study medical skills in order to prepare for the next assessment. Seeing Mu Lingqiong say this, all the doctors and cultivators also returned to their respective places.

Qingwen also ran a little big Zhou Tian at this time, moistened the meridians a little, and all the wounds on her body had also scabbed, including those on her face.

"This fairy, if you want, you can go to the quiet room next to you to continue your cultivation, if you have something, go to the mystery to report it, and you can go. The hope in the four-character key of "Mu Lingqiong" is already quite hot, and it can be directly seen that Qingwen has cultivated a little better at this time and can walk freely. Of course, she also saw the scar on Qingwen's face, for immortal cultivators, this matter can be big or small, just see what Qingwen means.

"Thank you to the medical fairy, in Xia Tan Qingwen, I haven't asked the fairy for advice. Qing Wen had already remembered the teleportation mechanism of the formation at this time, if the combat level of the two had reached the corresponding height, then according to the rules, both of them were good enough to enter the next round of competition, and at the same time, in order to prevent the disciple from being killed and injured too much due to the fire, the disciple would be directly sent away for treatment. After all, the trial conference is only to select excellent disciples, and if you fight once, many people will die, so how can this sect be inherited.

The disciples are not blown by the wind.

"In Xiamu Lingqiong, just call me Fairy Qionghua. ”

"The grace of saving lives, no teeth are unforgettable, I have cultivated Yuehua Xianzhi, this is its center, may the fairy be eye-catching. Qingwen took out the farming notes she had organized

of jade slips.

"Yuehua Xianzhi...... The head of the family was not able to grow it back then. Mu Lingqiong looked at Yu Jian and felt that today was becoming more and more different, first the Nine Turns Golden Pill Technique, and then this cultivation method, all of which were unusual. She narrowed her eyes and thought about it carefully, "Fairy, you have attained extraordinary attainments in this way, today's method, I will accept it for the time being, if it finds the method of meridian repair in the future, I must tell you." “

Qingwen saw that her goal had been achieved, and she was immediately refreshed, and she really understood the rule of "human affection", and many things were much more convenient.

"Thank you, fairy. Qingwen got up and bowed slightly, "Whereever, this method is very useful in medical cultivation, Qingwen Fairy, you don't have to be polite." Mu Lingqiong supported Qingwen in time, so that she didn't really bow down.

In some politeness, Qingwen finally befriended this Mu Lingqiong. Growth, maybe it's the break of that moment, maybe it's in these imperceptible details.

When she returned to the bamboo forest to recuperate, Qingwen suddenly found that she seemed to be a little bit like swimming in the wind, and she had a little bit of a delicate feeling.

In life, some people are really just passers-by, but people are like atoms, even if they pass by, from the inside out, the potential field will also fill the space and affect you silently.

A faint smile spread at the corner of Qingwen's mouth, concentrating on breathing, Qingwen immersed herself in heaven and earth, in the dark, the threads of fate were intertwined.

When the wind blows, that's heartbeat. When the rain falls, it's tears. Thunder, it's going to be a heavy rainstorm.

Qingwen is running the Great Zhoutian, but it can't be stopped all at once, who knows, this weather will change, Qingwen is anxious, the breath is still unhurried, this can't be messed up.

After the pranayama was over, when he returned to the house, even Qing Wen, who was an immortal cultivator, was still drenched in a little rain.

Looking at the rain marks on her body, Qingwen was a little depressed, but when she looked at it, she smiled again. Even if it is an "immortal", life is unsatisfactory, it is nine times out of ten.

Even if he can call the wind blade and the light rain, he is still very weak. I don't know what those powers are doing at this time. When I was in high school, I thought to myself, if a person can live forever, but the price is that he can't move, and if he moves, his life span will be reduced, and he will never move, he will never die, what is the meaning of such a life?

But the self who was cultivating just now also wanted to move but couldn't, can this be regarded as a meaningless period of time?

In a sense, this kind of life, which is not mixed with any right or wrong, will not be the worst.

But there's no trace, right?

People live for a while, immortals seek immortality, what should they do, to live this life well.

At this moment, Qingwen was enlightening, and before she crossed over, she was just an adult who was just eighteen years old. Until then, the most common words my parents said was, "Study hard and don't worry about anything else." ”

She also learned from books, from the Internet, and from countless other channels that they are all saying that society is cruel, that people's growth is to be beaten by society, that the pressure of adulthood is huge, and that the hardships of life are inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

In the end, whether she reads wholeheartedly, or goes to see the suffering of the world, Qingwen is always swaying, confused, and thinking about it.