And one day, a letter that was placed in front of Heluo's door at some unknown time suddenly made Heluo helpless.

The letter was left to him by his daughter and her great disciple.

It turned out that a few days ago, the eldest apprentice Luo Ke had invited He Linlin to join the Dangshen Sect as well.

Now that the Yin Spirit has begun to wreak havoc within the scope of the Swinging God Sect's responsibility, the Swinging God Sect also intends to recruit disciples who are outside to fight against the many disasters caused by the Yin Spirit.

The two were afraid that Heluo would not allow them to leave, so they secretly left a letter and ran away.

By the time He Luo found out, the two had already run away, and he was almost so angry that his hands were shaking when he practiced medicine in the next few days.

Fortunately, with Luo Ke's help, and a burst of persuasion from Youyuan'er, he relieved himself a little and stopped thinking about these things.

But in any case, the courtyard of the wooden house, which was originally lively and lively, suddenly became deserted.

It was also the first time that Mo Chen saw Heluo's depressed expression.

It turns out that this man's face can still change.

Ink Dust thought so.

As the days passed, the recovery of the old man was not fast, which may have something to do with his own age.

Originally, the people of Mochen who had said that they would only live for a week, but after Mochen handed out another human step spirit stone, they also stayed for a few more days.

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In the evening, the huge fireball over the city began to gradually extinguish, and the restaurants on the whole street began to sample one by one, only some places with red lanterns still hung high, and some flowery girls stood at the door, shaking handkerchiefs to greet customers.

Mo Chen had just returned from the center of the city, and he quickened his pace and walked out of the forest, just in time to see Luo Ke, Heluo's eldest apprentice, talking to two men wearing the same blue silk robes as him.

A few people, you and I, no one cares about the spittle, and I feel that I am talking about it.

Luo Ke followed the senior brother to encircle and suppress the Yin Spirit, and after the end, several people planned to enhance the relationship with the same family, so Luo Ke proposed to borrow a night from home.

In fact, it is said that it is encirclement and suppression, and the main responsible for the attack is the backbone of the sect that knows the god realm.

The strength of these disciples is shallow, Luo Ke is a righteous and shadowless cultivator, and the senior brother who led the team only has the strength of the Spiritual Light Realm, so he is also fighting rescue and auxiliary work in the rear, and he has not been to the front line.

It was also in this mission that several people in the team knew that Luo Ke's master was Heluo, a famous doctor from the Libra Medical Academy, so there was the current one.

For Luo Ke's blatant practice of other sects, He Luo is angry, but in fact, he also turns a blind eye.

Because Luo Ke was an orphan adopted by Heluo in his early years.

So although the two are just masters and apprentices on the surface, in fact, both he and Rocco regard each other as their closest people, and it is a pure father-son relationship.

“...... Is there really a dragon clan or something? However, last time, the Taishang Elder in the sect was fortunate enough to be invited by the city lord of the Dingguan District to participate in his long live feast, and it was that opportunity that allowed the Taishang Elder to see the city-guarding giant beast responsible for guarding the Libra Array City, which was said to have a small amount of true dragon blood in its body. ”

"Really, brother, have you ever seen that behemoth defending the city?"

"Where did I get the opportunity, you have to know what level of gathering it is, only the Supreme Elder of our Swinging God Sect is qualified to participate, and even our sect master is not qualified to go, so how can we, the little pawns, have a chance to see the true face of the giant beast." ”

"But I have a question, we have thousands of demon clans in Beiju Luzhou, don't we also have many dragon beasts?

“...... Well...... How to say it, those are just names with dragon characters, even if there is really a real dragon bloodline, it is also on their ancient ancestors, after so many years of reproduction and purification, the bloodline in the body has long been diluted, to put it simply, it has become a simple beast, and it looks slightly similar. Real dragons are born with supernatural powers, which can be big or small, and turn clouds and rain...... Huh, there's someone over there?" said the senior brother who led the team, noticing the ink dust walking towards this side.

Rocco also saw the ink dust that had just come out of the woods.

He didn't have any resistance to the young man that the master met by chance, and nodded and smiled at Mo Chen.

And after understanding these days, Mochen knew that the man in front of him was not bad, but to put it bluntly, he was a little lacking, so he nodded politely in return.

The two have never had much to do with each other, so after Mochen returned the salute, he also walked straight past them and walked towards the middle courtyard of the mountain range.

Seeing that Mochen was walking away, several people began to talk again.

"It is said that this time the monks of the advance army found a dragon's den. ”

"Is it really a dragon's lair?"

"What the hell, it looks like a ruined dragon's den, but there are nine dragon corpses in it, each of which is said to be the size of the crown area. The senior brother was so happy that not only did the expression on his face exaggerate, but his two hands also began to swing and make an extremely large posture.

"Or ...... We...... ...... like this"

All of this was collected by the incomparably powerful soul power of Mo Chen, who had gone away.

"Dragon's Lair ......" Mo Chen continued to walk forward, his eyes narrowing slightly......

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When Mochen returned to the courtyard of the wooden house, he found that He Luo had put on an extremely depressed expression again.

Mo Chen was somewhat able to understand what He Luo was thinking at this time.

The exquisite medical skills he has learned, in this era, there are no people who even come to ask.

This is simply the greatest irony of his spiritual acupuncture treatment.

The powerful treatment methods that he has always been proud of seem to have become a remnant of backwardness in today's environment.

He sat in the lobby of the wooden house, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, smoking cigarette in a mouthful.

Luo Li handled a pot of viscous potion with red bubbles on his right hand.

"Luo Li, today is your assessment, you need to rely on the Xiaoyun Luo method I taught you yesterday evening to fuse this pot of medicinal soup made from the red blood zhuguo, do you have the secret method that was handed over to you yesterday in mind?" He Luo sighed and asked out loud.

"I'm sorry master...... Time is a bit tight...... There are some key things I seem to have forgotten......"

Luo Li's somewhat aggrieved answer made Heluo rub his eyes helplessly and take a big puff of cigarette.

Luo Li's stupidity, he knew, so he didn't say anything.

He looked at the rings of smoke that he had spit out.

Slowly ascending into the air.

It slowly dissipated into the air.

Will the spiritual acupuncture treatment method he cherishes become a passing thing like this smoke ring?