Although Bai Yi has no cultivation now, his eyesight is still there, and his extreme familiarity with aura allows him to easily distinguish between cultivators and mortals, but that Fei Lao's cultivation is too low, and he only has the lowest level of qi refining period.

Cultivating truth can also be called cultivating immortals.

Cultivators are divided into seven realms, from low to high are Qi refining, building foundations, Jindan, Yuan Infant, Transforming Gods, Integration, Mahayana seven realms, after cultivating to the final Mahayana, in order to meet the baptism of the immortal tribulation, through the immortal tribulation to become a true immortal, soar to the immortal realm, if you can't cross it, you can only dissolve the body, become a scattered immortal, and leave the human world.

Seven realms, each realm is divided into three stages, with the improvement of the realm, not only the mana cultivation can get a great general life, but the longevity can be doubled, as long as it is a cultivator who has reached the Qi refining period, almost all of them can live to be 100 years old, once they can break through the foundation building realm, they can get a long life of about two hundred years.

The eagle-nosed old man in the room had the aura in the middle stage of qi refining fluctuating in his body, and after Bai Yi could distinguish it, he no longer looked at it, but looked at the little prince with a weak breath.

The existence of cultivators in King Jing's Mansion is actually not a strange thing, and now the cultivation world is very prosperous, and many large and small cultivation sects have set up outer doors in the mortal world to recruit some talented mortal disciples, and mortals regard cultivators as immortals and worship them.

In the Dapu country, the prosperity of the national strength is very closely related to the cultivation world in the territory of the Dapu country, and there are many cultivators who have become the royal family to worship and contribute to the royal family.

Today's cultivation realm may not have any intersection with ordinary people, but it has long been closely related to the royal families of the major countries.

"Fei Lao, these two people are the shopkeeper and Mr. of the largest pharmacy in Yong'an Town, I asked them to bring out all the medicinal materials for detoxification, or let them see the injuries of the little prince?"

"The old man can't see what poison is in the little prince's body, and the two of them mortals can't see it. Fei Lao sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, you two come and have a look." ”

As soon as they heard the old man call them mortals, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy and Mr. Zatang immediately understood the identity of the other party's cultivators, only cultivators can classify themselves as mortals, so the expressions of the two of them stiffened, and they came to the little prince with trembling trembling and lifted the quilt to check.

When they first came, the two of them still had a glimmer of hope, but now when they heard that even the cultivators were helpless, the two of them were completely desperate, so they took one last look at the patient, and prepared to go to the west together.

Seeing a doctor and seeing yourself to death, I'm afraid these two are also unprecedented and unprecedented.

Bai Yi followed behind the two, and when the quilt on the little prince was lifted, the dark fragrance in the original room suddenly became very pungent, and the fragrance actually emanated from the little prince's festering body.

The shoulder to the arm on the right side of the little prince has been completely festered, under the dense pus, there are black and red bruises and raised veins, and the festering wound is even more black and purple, which looks very terrifying, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy and Mr. Zatang looked at it like this, and shook their heads at the same time, not to mention that they have never heard of this poison.

"Nine spice worms?"

Just when the shopkeeper of the pharmacy and the gentleman sat in despair, the young man behind them whispered the name of a strange insect that no one had heard.

Bai Yi's soft words aroused Fei Lao's eyes, and the head of the guard widened his eyes even more, with a look of disbelief, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy and Mr. Zatang seemed to hear the voice of the sky, and at the same time exclaimed in surprise: "Little brother, do you recognize this poisonous insect?"

"Boy, the old man is worshiped by King Jing's Mansion, if you really recognize this poisonous insect and save the little prince, the old man will owe you a favor. At this time, Fei Lao didn't care about the status of the cultivator, and shouted in a deep voice.

In the eyes of ordinary people, no matter how low-level cultivators are, as long as they can get a favor, they can almost be used as a kind of talisman, and save the little prince, can King Jing not repay, look at this young man dressed as a poor scholar, he must be very down, if he happens to save the little prince, he will definitely be rich and noble in the future.

Bai Yi smiled faintly and said unhurriedly: "When I was young, my family lived by hunting, and I used to live in the mountains and forests, but I met this strange insect called Jiuxiang, if I was bitten by Jiuxiang insect, it would be exactly the same as the symptoms of the little prince, the whole body was ulcerated, and the wound would reveal a strange fragrance." ”

Hearing Bai Yi say in great detail, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy asked anxiously: "Little brother, can the poison of the nine-spice insect be cured?"

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was already about to collapse, he came with a glimmer of hope, and after seeing the patient, he turned to despair, at this time hope came again, his heart was almost unbearable, this could not be cured by Bai Yi, he had to swallow his breath now.

Bai Yi shook his head slightly, and before he could speak, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy began to roll his eyes.

"The poison of the nine spice insects does not need to be treated, as long as the insects go, the virulence will be dissipated, and with some good wound medicine, it will soon be cured. ”

As soon as Bai Yi's words came out, the black eyeballs of the pharmacy shopkeeper rolled back again, and he couldn't hear what he meant for a while, but the old Fei was already moved, and he shouted in a low voice: "You mean, the nine-spice worm is still in the body of the little prince!"

After Fei Lao finished speaking, Bai Yi just nodded slightly, affirming the other party's guess.

Bowing his head and muttering for a moment, Fei Lao frowned and said: "Little friend, since you know this strange insect, do you know how to expel the Nine Spice Worm from the body of the little prince?

Asking for people to be three points shorter, the worship of the dignified Jingwang Mansion, this real cultivator Fei Lao, had to change his name for Bai Yi, and changed from a child to a little friend.

"If the guards still remember the place where the little prince fell off his horse, and if there is a fast horse to hurry, there should be rescue. Bai Yi said neatly.

When the commander of the guards heard this, he suddenly rose hope, and replied: "Remember the general direction, the difference is not more than half a mile, and the fast horse is outside the door!"

"You don't need to be fast, you need to hurry with the old man's magic weapon. Fei Lao finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and came to the courtyard in a few steps, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a wooden boat glowing with a dim white light actually appeared out of thin air.

The strange wooden boat, about a foot long, with two pointed ends like crescents, is not a problem for three or five people to sit on it, which looks very strange.

This kind of wooden boat is a kind of flying magic weapon, which can travel short distances, and the speed is a few points faster than that of a galloping horse.

Sacrificing the wooden boat magic weapon, Fei Lao stepped on it first, and the commander of the guards also jumped up, he was afraid that he would not be able to remember the direction, so he specially called two guards to accompany him, but Bai Yi stood in the courtyard, as if he had no intention of jumping on the wooden boat.

"Time is pressing, come up!" shouted the Captain of the Guards anxiously.

"I have to go home first, my sister has some injuries, and I have to heal her wounds first. Bai Yi raised the medicine bag in his hand.

As soon as he said this, Fei Lao's face immediately sank, and the commander of the guard shouted angrily: "Your sister is a pariah, she is important, or our little prince is important!"

Hearing this, Bai Yi's originally relaxed demeanor faintly showed a hint of coldness, and he said lightly: "Of course my sister is important." ”

"You!"

The leader of the guards was so angry that he wanted to jump off the boat and tie people up, but when he saw the young man's dark eyes reflecting the stars, a fearful feeling for no reason actually rose in his heart, as if a weak animal had encountered a terrible natural enemy.

Not only the leader of the guards, but even Fei Lao noticed a trace of abnormality at this time, the plainly dressed young man in front of him actually made him feel an inexplicable pressure, just like seeing those strong people in the sect.

"Okay, the old man is waiting for you here, I hope that Xiaoyou will go back quickly. ”

After a little groaning, Fei Lao stepped down from the wooden boat, and now he has a request for others, and it is not good to force the young man opposite, so in the almost dull eyes of everyone, Bai Yi smiled lightly and turned to leave.