Chapter 607, Flying Knife
It would be impossible to describe the thousands of years of development of the Red Land in just a few hours. Zhao Zhi asked more questions to those who were interested, and just listened quietly if he was not interested.

By the time Yang Zhao finished speaking, the battle situation in the sky had taken a completely different turn.

Thousands of ghosts were slaughtered one by one by the dragon. The red sky light shone down, and only three or two kittens were left to escape in a limited range.

The ghosts depend on others for survival and have nowhere to escape, so they can only let the dragon toy with them.

The white-bone dragon has been infiltrated by an unknown entity and turned gray. Its huge eyes are filled with blood mist, and its body is covered with dark red runes. It is surrounded by dark air and is dripping with blood and tears.

By the time Yushan transformed into a human form, he had lost his original appearance.

He stood under the stone platform, his face invisible in a black robe, his feet adorned with black boots emitting blazing green flames, his whole body filled with ghostly and murderous aura.

Yang Zhao took a look and said in a clear voice: "Yushan, restrain yourself."

"As ordered!"

He answered readily, but it was not so easy to restrain himself. It took Yushan a whole cup of tea to restrain the strange feeling all over his body.

"Senior?" Yang Zhao turned his head and asked casually.

Zhao Zhi nodded slightly, which meant she agreed.

"Come up, Yushan."

Climbing up the stone platform, Yushan stood beside Yang Zhao, knelt on one knee, tapped his chest with his right hand and bowed his head in salute.

Yang Zhao was startled and suppressed the urge to get up. He looked at Yushan, whose face was unclear, quietly for a while.

"After eating, Yushan has actually learned to be polite. Let's get up."

"Yes!"

Standing up, Yushan turned around to face Zhao Zhi and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Zhi glanced at him meaningfully and said nothing.

He stood up and stood next to Yang Zhao. Yushan lowered his head and turned into a spear and fell to the ground with a clang.

The spear at this time had deviated from its original appearance. The spear shaft was dark with scattered red marks; the spear tip was silver-gray with green flames burning; a bunch of dark red spear cherries hung down from the spear tip, revealing only two words everywhere - danger.

Yang Zhao touched Qingyan curiously; it was cold. Finally, without any hesitation, she grabbed the spear and put it on her wrist.

"You can find some dragon bones these days and ask the weapon refiner to put the dragon bones and this gun in the fire and roll them for a few days. That should be enough."

"Thank you..."

When Yang Zhao looked up, Zhao Zhi was gone. When he looked down, the stone platform was gone too.

Stepping on the soft sand under his feet, Yang Zhao blinked his eyes, feeling a little helpless.

No, this person left so quickly, without even saying goodbye?

"Senior, are you leaving now?"

"Senior~"

"Senior Zhao! We were chatting happily just now, why are you leaving without saying hello?"

After shouting a few times and no one answered, Yang Zhao closed his mouth in disappointment.

The two of them had been together for several days, and she thought they had some kind of friendship, but...

Looking at Yang Yun who was still sleeping in the sleeves, Yang Zhao actually felt a little confused.

There is no traditional city in Yeyuan, nor is there a dedicated trading place.

Now Yang Yun needs to see a doctor and continue his 100-day foundation-building.

But where could Yang Zhao find a useful doctor in Yeyuan in such a short period of time?

After calming down, Yang Zhao took Yang Yun and sneaked out of the desert carefully.

There are still many monks stranded in the desert, and from time to time they encounter fights, brawls, raw food, and barbecues.

A scene where everything is full of vitality.

This time, Yang Zhao went farther away, flew in the sky for seven or eight hours, found a desert with no birds or grass, and dug a hole diagonally more than a hundred meters deep, leaving some air holes along the way.

Then she blocked the cave entrance for dozens of meters, symbolically threw a hidden array plate nearby to indicate that there were people here, and then settled down.

After contacting Guo Fuminqiang to replace his mobile phone, Yang Zhao discussed Yang Yun's medical treatment with Dou Ren.

"Ye Yuan is not an option. Even if I can find a reliable doctor, there is no convenient medical industry here. I only have a pair of unicorn horns to use now. I don't have any other main and auxiliary medicinal materials. How can I have the time to search for them one by one in this world?"

Yang Zhao was the first to speak and set the tone. Beside him, Yang Yun lay in a double-layer water ball in a daze, with a small lamp on his forehead, protecting his soul. The interruption of the 100-day foundation building caused uneven intake of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy of different densities in his skin and bones attacked each other, torturing Yang Yun to the point where he would rather die than live.

Next to him, a group of little bean people who were participating in Yang Yun’s 100-day foundation-building experiment surrounded him and recorded various data.

"It's not possible to go back to the Great Zhou. The Great Zhou has been in turmoil these days. There have been two riots in Laiyuan City. With Senior Qin and his men in charge at Yunyang Temple, no one dares to come and provoke us."

Political Commissar Xiaodou has been with Yang Zhao recently, and the two sides have been communicating smoothly, so there is no need to keep changing people.

Perhaps it was after Chixian Shenzhou entered a relatively stable stage that Political Commissar Xiaodou began to stand beside Yang Zhao, acting as another mouthpiece besides that of a prosperous country and a strong people.

"Black Pearl Island gained some fame during the last pirate incident, so it's relatively peaceful now."

"But these days our people stationed in Da Zhou have been attacked many times while out. Fortunately, they were all Xiaodou people and there were no casualties. To ensure safety, Yang Yun had better not go back."

After listening to Xiaodouren's introduction to the current situation of Da Zhou, Yang Zhao knew that her brother's way back to Da Zhou was blocked.

Yang Zhao said, flicking the green flame on the bracelet.

"It's not realistic for me to go to another cultivation world right now. Not to mention whether I can find a suitable doctor in an unfamiliar place, it's also a question whether Yang Yun can pass the teleportation array."

This method is just too risky and is Yang Zhao's backup option.

"Comrade Yang, we think we can ask the doctors from Da Zhou to perform the flying knife."

"Throwing knife?"

Flying Knife - commonly known as the Great Summoning Technique in the medical field.

Not only within the country, but also across cities and provinces.

There are also many international medical teams around the world, but many of them bring along entire medical teams.

Yang Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Contact Riftroll Valley?"

Chixian Shenzhou and Liegun Valley have had a long-standing herbal medicine business, and Feng, the doctor from Liegun Valley, was one of the only two doctors who treated Yang Zhao when her meridians were broken.

Medical skills are guaranteed.

The little bean man shook his head.

"No, this time we plan to find a suitable doctor through Laiyuan Fujun."

"This... we don't have that much friendship with Lord Laiyuan, right?"

Although Yang Zhaoyuan's departure to Yeyuan was somewhat related to Lord Laiyuan.

But he also made a corresponding statement on the Yunyang Temple TV. The reason why Yunyang Temple is still so stable, in addition to the presence of the old shark Qin and others, is the attitude of this master.

Xiaodou people have different opinions on this.

"Friendship can only be established through long-term contact. This matter is not big and easy to solve, so it is a good excuse."

"We have asked Senior Qin. Although this problem is not common in the cultivation world, the treatment method has been mature for hundreds of years. Any doctor with a little heritage can treat it, and it does not require the doctor's own cultivation to assist."

Yang Zhao thought about it and realized that this was the case. Now that she was gone, no one from Yunyang Temple often visited Lord Laiyuan. Their friendship would only become weaker and weaker as time went by, even if there was trade between the two worlds to support it.

As for the fact that Yang Yun was injured, it is possible for Yunyang Temple to save face in front of Lord Laiyuan.

Moreover, the doctor under the Lord of Laiyuan
"feasible."

With a clap of his hands, Yang Zhao agreed to the plan.

"We have to choose carefully the gift for Lord Laiyuan."

After frowning and thinking for a while, Yang Zhao clapped his hands.

"Well, spend some money to buy some spiritual objects from the client at the Tayin Tower and give them as gifts to the Lord of Laiyuan Prefecture."

Xiaodouren is a little hesitant about this matter.

"Is Tayinlou suitable? Will they refuse to accept this order?"

It seems that there is no business of purchasing treasures on behalf of others in the Taxinlou.

"As long as the money is available at the Tayin Tower, it's fine. We're not buying any rare treasures, so this is better than troubling Shen Sishen."

"More importantly, the road is unsafe, and the monks from the Tayin Tower can deliver it by human courier."

"If the little bean man holds it, I'm afraid someone will snatch it away halfway."

This will save you from wasting time and effort.

"Okay, I'll go back and tell them."


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