Zhou Dawei turned his head and glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pulled the reins, came to Yuwen Zhouyuan a few steps behind, hugged his fists and said: "Brother Qiang, do you have medicine to relieve the disease of the evil wind?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was calm, he knew that the other party misunderstood that he was a doctor who practiced medicine, and he would not have paid attention to this matter with his earthly nature, but his mind moved, if he wanted to break through the true master stage, he must comprehend the way of heaven, maybe this is an opportunity to integrate into the mortal world.

In addition, he had read all kinds of medical books when he couldn't practice, so if he really diagnosed a disease, it wouldn't be difficult for him.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan said, "Brother Zhou, do you have a patient there?"

Zhou Dawei hesitated slightly, nodded and said: "There is a little guy who is sick, this place is still seven days away from the capital, and the prescription opened by Lang Zhong, who accompanied him, has not been relieved." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the carriage and said, "Brother Zhou, if you can trust me, you can let me see the patient below." ”

Zhou Dawei smiled bitterly: "Brother Tai, do you have any medicine that can be relieved? If not, don't look at it." ”

At this moment, an old man's voice came from the carriage: "Zhou Dawei, let him take a look, the doctor is in the world, maybe this person has a way to heal." ”

Zhou Dawei hurriedly said yes, jumped off the horse, and said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Brother Tai, it's troublesome." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan followed Zhou Dawei to the side of the carriage, and when he was about to go up, the old man in the car coughed, Zhou Dawei immediately stepped forward to stop him, and said apologetically: "Brother, just look at it like this, you don't need to go up." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, with his divine sense, he had already seen that there were three people in the carriage, except for an old man, that is, a man and a woman and two teenagers, judging from the dress, it was clear that one was a young master and the other was a maid.

The sick one was not a little guy at all, but the young master of his master. Under the sweep of Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense, where did the young master enter his body, it was clear that there was a cyan qi in the blood in his body, and it was obviously some kind of toxin.

"Husband, you ......" Dongfang Hancui said on the side.

"Don't worry, I don't dare to say that my medical skills are unique in the world, but it is definitely a wonderful rejuvenation!" Yuwen Zhouyuan gave Dongfang Hancui a reassuring look.

Then Yuwen Juyuan said into the car, "Please stretch out your hand." ”

Slowly stretched out a thin and pale hand from the curtain of the car, Yuwen Zhouyuan pinched his wrist, let go after a while, took out a small piece of medicine spirit stone from the medicine box behind him from behind, and picked up a small piece of small stone the size of a fingernail from the ground, held it in his hand and forced the medicine power in the medicine spirit stone to part of the small stone with spiritual power, and then handed it to Zhou Dawei, Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Grind and decoction, it will be fine tomorrow." ”

Zhou Dawei looked at the small stone in his hand strangely, this is clearly an ordinary small stone, he smiled bitterly, and secretly said that he had seen the wrong person, this person is definitely not a doctor Langzhong, he is clearly a madman.

Otherwise, how can anyone use a stone as a medicinal material, if the stone is really a medicinal material, then the gravel on the roadside on both sides of the official road, grab a handful.

Zhou Dawei was about to throw away the small stone, when suddenly the carriage curtain was lifted, and an old man with a wrinkled face leaned out and snatched the small stone from Zhou Dawei's hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, his expression couldn't help but change, and he said in a lost voice: "This stone clearly has a strong medicinal power, it's really strange!"

The old man took a deep breath, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze, full of incredulity, and hurriedly said respectfully: "I don't know if I take this thing, but what are the taboos?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile: "Just grind it and fry it with water." ”

The old man nodded hurriedly, and after making a color at Zhou Dawei, he respectfully returned to the carriage.

Zhou Dawei glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan strangely, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Tai, you are also going to the capital, why don't you go with us?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled slightly and said, "That's good, but my wife wants two horses!"

When Zhou Dawei heard this, he immediately shouted: "Boss Wang, Boss Li, let your two horses out!"

The two young men in their twenties on the side immediately looked bitter, turned over and dismounted, led the reins of the horse and walked over, then muttered a few words, and turned to leave.

Yuwen Zhouyuan handed one of the horses with better foot strength to Dongfang Hancui, and then he looked at the horse he was leading, although this horse did not have Dongfang Hancui's divine horse, but his eyes seemed to be spiritual, especially under the touch of his right hand, this horse actually narrowed his eyes and exuded a quite comfortable look.

This scene, Zhou Dawei was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he saw it, and Ma actually had an expression.

Yuwen Zhouyuan held down the horse's body with his left hand, flipped over lightly, and got on the horse's back.

Zhou Dawei hurriedly followed behind, chatting with Yuwen Zhouyuan, while looking at the carriage from time to time.

Yuwen Zhouyuan rode a horse, his eyes were full of mortals, a feeling that he had not felt for a long time, slowly reflected in his heart, at this moment, the spiritual power in his body actually operated automatically, and the spiritual power around him, as if he was attracted by it, surged rapidly.

At this time, if there is a monk with great magical powers, he will be shocked to find that there is a thick layer of cyan mist-like aura outside Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, this breath is extremely thick, but it does not leak, but condenses around Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, and it does not disperse for a long time.

As if sensing the changes in Yuwen Zhouyuan, Dongfang Hancui glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan with concern, and it was not until she saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's reassuring eyes that she did not leave Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

This cyan mist-like substance, not to mention mortals, even the vast majority of monks, can't see it, it is the evil qi produced by Yuwen Zhouyuan's countless killings over the years, this evil qi gradually turns into a violent qi over time, and finally as the more people kill, after some changes, it has become a terrifying evil qi for any monk!

This evil qi, once it can be used independently, will have the effect of the magic power of a soldier who surrenders without a fight, and even when refining some magic weapons, if it is mixed in, the power of its magic weapons will definitely increase greatly.

The breeze blew and swept between Yuwen Zhouyuan's hair, and he involuntarily took a deep breath, his eyes flashing brightly and indiscerningly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be undergoing a wonderful change, although this change was meager but contained some kind of magical power.

At this time, a small part of the red evil qi around Yuwen Zhouyuan's body actually loosened slightly, turned into a trace of red qi, burrowed into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, and fused with his spiritual power.

Gradually, as the convoy slowly walked, more and more spiritual power emerged from the surroundings, and under so many spiritual powers, all the horses neighed.

Even those mortal warriors had their eyes lit up one by one, and for some reason, a warm breath rose in their bodies, and this breath flowed in their bodies, which was extremely comfortable.

After a long time, the spiritual power in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body gradually subsided, and the surrounding spiritual energy slowly dissipated, and those mortal martial artists woke up one after another, all of them had strange expressions in their eyes, and under the soft conversation, they all felt surprised by the phenomenon just now.

As the convoy moved forward, night fell, and all the convoys circled around and camped on the side of the official road.

Some of the ladies stepped down from the carriage and began to prepare food in a whisper, and some of them sometimes turned their beautiful eyes to Yuwen Juyuan, smiling at each other and saying something.

Dongfang Hancui quickly became one with the women.

"Sister-in-law Yuwen, your father-in-law is really temperamental!" said an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl to Dongfang Hancui.

"Yes, why didn't I find out? Could it be that my sister has taken a fancy to my husband, why don't I let my husband talk to your master and marry you?" Dongfang Hancui said.

"Sister-in-law Yuwen, you're so disgusted!" the bold woman blushed and ran away.

In fact, it is no wonder that these ladies look sideways at Yuwen Zhouyuan, at this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan, although his appearance has changed very ordinarily with cultivation, but the whole person has an elegant atmosphere, and in their eyes, it is full of an indescribable charm.

Yuwen Juyuan leaned under a big tree, listening to Dongfang Hancui and the girls laughing, while looking at the gradually darkening sky, his mood became very peaceful.

The peace of mind made the spiritual power around Yuwen Zhouyuan's body slowly emerge again, but at this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not pay attention to the spiritual power, and for the first time, he felt the cyan substance outside his body.

This cyan substance, as his mind calmed down, dissipated slightly, Yuwen Juyuan was silent for a while, he knew that if he kept his mind calm like this, after a few years, all these cyan substances outside his body would disappear.

For this red substance, Yuwen Zhouyuan had a sense before, but in fact, he saw it with his own eyes, this was indeed the first time, he knew that these were caused by the killing since he cultivated immortals, although the dissipation of these substances might be of some help to the promotion of the True Monarch, but Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a little pity.

Yuwen Zhouyuan pondered for a moment, and with a movement of his mind, the red substance outside his body suddenly boiled and slowly condensed, but in the end, after shrinking by a tenth, it could not be condensed again no matter what.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, and when he was about to try again, his expression moved, and he saw the thin boy with a small servant, holding bacon and wine jugs in his hands.

Soon the two of them came to the front, and after putting the food aside, the boy gave a deep salute and said, "Thank you, sir!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled slightly, picked up the wine jug, swept his sense, and all the ingredients in it were in his eyes, and then put it to his mouth and took a sip.

A spicy feeling suddenly rose from his abdomen, since his cultivation, this was a rare few times for Yuwen Zhouyuan to drink, he clearly remembered that he had just crossed over and took away that Yuwen Zhouyuan, and his father Yuwen Jian drank it once when he set up a wine banquet in the whole village.

Thinking of the only time he drank with his relatives, with a sense of melancholy, Yuwen Jooyuan took a big sip again.

The boy opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, someone not far away called him, and he agreed, and after confessing his sin, he turned and walked away.

With Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation, he has reached the realm of Bigudi, mortal food, there is no attraction to him, the bacon has been put in place, he has not moved, but this wine has aroused a trace of his heart, drinking and drinking, and he drank the whole pot.