This is the first time Jia Jia has seen such a complex medical cultivation technique, and it is probably the essence of Kunlun medical cultivation, originally Jia Jia wanted to retreat, but when she turned around and was about to leave, Chen Huaxuan suddenly spoke: "Don't avoid suspicion, keep it, don't let anyone disturb you." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Jia Jia hurriedly responded: "Yes." "The inheritance of the Tao has always been the most important, no matter how stupid she is, she knows that Chen Huaxuan's medical Tao must be one of the most core secrets of Kunlun, if these secrets are spread out early in the morning, then how can Chen Huaxuan's disciples only have Changchunzi. Medical cultivation is so rare, in addition to the special nature of this path, very few people are willing to delve into this path, and it is also inseparable from its mystery, inheritance and difficulty. Maybe Chen Huaxuan has absolute confidence in his own medical Tao, believing that Jia Jia can't see anything even if he sees it, or maybe he trusts Jia Jia and believes that she won't spread it, in short, Chen Huaxuan did not shy away from her, and Jia Jia was fortunate to see the most mysterious place in the legendary Kunlun medical practice.

She is no stranger to Changchunzi, Kunlun monks have three long and two short, they like to run to Changchunzi all day long, as small as skin injuries, as big as internal injuries that go mad, Changchunzi will see, even if the temper is not good, I don't know how many monks, but in the end, Kunlun has eighty percent of the monks have been treated by Changchunzi.

After all, many life-saving pills come from the hands of alchemists, but no matter how powerful the pills are, they may not be able to cure all kinds of injuries, and the ability of the pills and medical cultivation to be supernatural is the essence of it.

It is rumored that Chen Huaxuan, who has not used a doctor for hundreds of years, is pressing his fingers on Xiao Baiye's shoulder blades at this moment, and the fly's head ancient seal in the palm of his hand is looming. The mysterious medical path inherited for more than 100,000 years is no matter how talented Jia Jia is, and it is not something that can be understood in a moment. All she could feel was what Chen Huaxuan had inherited from the Chinese Medicine Dao.

The bright green walked in Xiao Baiye's body, and Xiao Baiye, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be in extreme pain, frowning and struggling for something. However, even though she was in pain and a little hideous and distorted under the struggle, Xiao Baiye's face was still much better now than when she was lying on the bed before.

But after an hour, Chen Huaxuan's forehead was sweating like rain, and he withdrew his hand: "Come back tomorrow, I have a heart-nourishing pill here, you feed him to take it." ”

Mentioning the three words of the Heart Nourishing Pill, Jia Jia took out a Heart Nourishing Pill with his backhand and handed it to Chen Huaxuan: "I also have one here, just use my one!"

Chen Huaxuan is an extremely meticulous person, took the Heart Nourishing Pill in Jia Jia's hand and looked at it, and then handed it back to her: "Well, feed him and take it!"

Jia Jia handed the Heart Nourishing Pill to Xiao Baiye's lips, pinched his throat, and slapped his hand slightly, letting Xiao Baiye swallow it.

Seeing that Xiao Baiye swallowed that pill, his expression was a lot calmer, Jia Jia felt guilty, and sighed: "I should have let him take it earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have been in pain for so long." ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Chen Huaxuan, who was wiping his sweat on the side, heard this, but interrupted her words: "Fortunately, you didn't let him take the Heart Nourishing Pill earlier, if you ate it early, the Heart Nourishing Pill raised the dantian, and also protected the heart veins, so that the monk's body tends to be stable, but it makes me not easy to find out how to start to heal, and even more importantly, the Heart Nourishing Pill is also an elixir, which has erysipelas and medicinal properties, if it collides with the injuries in the body, it will inevitably cause misdiagnosis." Sometimes it is better not to touch such a badly injured monk than to feed him something on your own initiative. ”

This truth is almost as follows: more is better than less. Jia Jia also understood, showing a slight embarrassment. Secretly sighed that it was dangerous: she and Wei Tan were not proficient in the way of medical cultivation, and they almost fell into a catastrophe.

Because of Chen Huaxuan's words, Jia Jia hurriedly straightened his face: "The disciple has been taught, and it is better to say more than one thing, if the disciple is helpless because of ignorance, then he is really at a loss." ”

"Nothing, there is no one in this world who knows everything, and there is no one who knows everything. Chen Huaxuan said and walked to a reclining couch on the side and fell asleep, "I'll rest for a while, you look at him." ”

"Yes. Jia Jia answered, and then walked to the table, and listened to the snoring sound from Chen Huaxuan's mouth, which seemed to be extremely tired. A high-level monk who didn't need to sleep if he wasn't tired was snoring like thunder right now, and Jia Jia also knew that this hour of the situation was probably that Chen Huaxuan had really consumed most of his energy.

Thinking like this, not only guilt, but also a sense of admiration arises spontaneously, and took out two spirit beads from the Xuanye Star on the table, and the room darkened a little, Jia Jia bit the pen and began to draw with a pen: The Six Arts Dragon Gate Association is imminent, although the things of the two islands in the East China Sea and Shushan have not yet appeared, but they have already begun to prepare, which is different from her. It's not that she didn't want to borrow the inheritance of Kunlun's more than 100,000 years of six arts, gather the monks who are good at various paths, and pour everything she has, but after pinching the time, Jia Jia gave up. The fusion of the six arts requires the accumulation of time and the addition of experience, there is almost no master of the six arts in this world, there is a pass is the limit, she even Jia Jia is only through the formation, if you force yourself to add these six arts and other ways, it will be nondescript, the formation is a kind of six arts, Pingzhou City Langya Tower is the place where the formation mages of the past dynasties of Shenzhou are evaluated, the development of the formation has always been extremely prosperous, there is no shortage of cornerstones of the formation here at some times, how to reflect the hundred ways of Kunlun to the monks of the world is crucial.

Put down the pen, draw a brick and tile, and the embodiment of the pen must be arranged by borrowing a pair of wonderful hands of the array mage. From certain moments, the formation is a blind way, creating something out of nothing. Just like Jia Jia's small five-element formation that seems very simple now, in which the five elements corresponding to gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are reflected in the array, but all this is just a formation bead, and it is not impossible to reflect this brick and tile in the array. This kind of illusion-like trick-trick can also be done with formations.

She thought about it for many days, maybe not as many people as possible, and she was extremely sensitive to the decisions of the sect's top leaders, but after a few months, she understood: why the sect seemed so generous but hastily didn't even give her a little professional manpower. Maybe she asked the sect, and the sect would not refuse, but this time the sect did not let the veteran families who were proficient in the six arts in Kunlun listen to her dispatch, such as the Xue family of refining weapons, the Lu family of the array, etc., all of this may be the sect's own opinions, she even Jia Jia is a bold attempt of the sect, but she will definitely not put all the chips on her. This is actually a great problem, perhaps the sect deliberately considers whether she has the qualifications to enter the top of the sect, so this task is extremely difficult. Another stroke is heavily engraved on the drawing paper: but she doesn't want to give up, she also wants to prove to the sect that what everyone thinks is impossible, she can't even do it.

What is a miracle is probably to let everyone really see something amazing to the world when everyone thinks she can't do it.

Jia Jia, who was obsessed with the drawings, didn't know how long it took, and noticed that someone was looking over here, and when she looked up, she saw Xiao Baiye, who was still unconscious at first, opened her eyes at some point and looked at her and Chen Huaxuan.

Stunned for a moment, Jia Jia put down the pen in her hand, got up and walked over.

Xiao Baiye didn't speak, but just looked at Chen Huaxuan and her.

"Chen Zhenren is really powerful, but you can wake up so quickly, it is also beyond my expectations. Jia Jia said a word, but saw Xiao Baiye lying on the bed blinked, lowered his gaze and did not speak.

Xiao Baiye only knew that at that moment his consciousness was chaotic, and the whole person fell down in a daze, and he had noticed the rapid changes in his body, and at the moment of his coma, he saw the surprised look of a Shushan monk. It seems to be a little familiar, he should have met with the monk of Nashu Mountain.

He thought that he would never wake up again, but he didn't think that someone would pull him out of the chaos after all, and the moment he was conscious, the first thing he heard was Chen Huaxuan's snoring, in his impression, except for when Kunlun was seriously injured and died, Chen Huaxuan fell to the back of his head and slept with such a snoring sound, he had never seen him so tired again.

In addition to Chen Huaxuan's snoring, there was also a female cultivator who bit the pen and meditated, Xu encountered a great problem, she frowned, bit her lip and said nothing, the star of the night seemed to have been deliberately taken out a few spiritual beads that supplied spiritual energy to lower the light, in the dim light, she raised the pen from time to time to make a few slight friction sounds with the paper.

It's this ordinary and ordinary picture, Chen Huaxuan, who is lying down and snoring, and Lian Jiajia, who is biting the pen and meditating, at this moment, for some reason, he Xiao Baiye thought that he was already full of holes, and the bottom of his heart was poked in an extremely soft place, so he looked at the two of them for a long time, until Lian Jiajia, who was thinking hard, noticed his sight, stood up, and walked over: "I think your quenching body is quite good, otherwise you wouldn't wake up so soon." ”

The so-called waking up is just a conscious mind, and I want to make a move, but I feel that I can't lift my strength at all. He knew very well that there were few people in the world who could treat him with such serious internal injuries at that time. What's more, as a traitorous cultivator in Kunlun, who would dare to risk offending the number one faction today to save a traitorous cultivator? But he never imagined that he would wake up one day, and what he saw was Chen Huaxuan, who Kunlun had not made a move for hundreds of years. How can he make Chen Huaxuan make a move?

In the past, the sect was in difficulty, although I was helpless, but after all, I rebelled from the sect for my own selfishness, and the sect was cultivated for thousands of years, and what I got was just a betrayal. He Xiao Baiye thought to himself about his pride, and disdained to explain, what does it matter if he is a real evil person? It's just that he didn't expect that now, the world is disgusted, and no one dares to help, and when he is in a desperate situation, it is Kunlun who comes to the rescue again. Repaying virtue with grievances, repaying grievances with virtue, which is right and which is wrong? He vainly practiced Xiao Baiye for thousands of years, but he couldn't figure it out after all.

After all, all of this came together into one sentence, and he looked at Jia Jia, who was frowning but had a faint touch of tenderness, and struggled to spit out a sentence: "Why did you save me?" (to be continued.) )