I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 67
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qian finally found a glimmer of light in the darkness, and he woke up.

But he didn't fully wake up, but appeared in Wen Gong.

The soft starlight from the four stars above his head enveloped him, bringing a burst of coolness and refreshing.

A thin layer of talent has been laid on the talent pool again, and Shui Yunbi is playing happily in it.

Inside the window, Lin Qian looked away and looked at an extra book on the bookshelf behind him. He was a little curious. He always thought that these bookshelves were just for decoration, but he didn't expect that they were actually used to store books.

Moreover, this book gave him a familiar feeling.

Take two steps forward and pick up the book.

The moment he came across this book, Lin Qian trembled like an electric shock. He felt as if his brain had been pierced with a sharp weapon, and a large amount of information poured into his mind, as if it was going to burst his brain.

Fortunately, the stars above his head continued to shed starlight, bringing a burst of coolness, otherwise, even if Lin Qian's brain wasn't blown out, he would have passed out again.

I don't know how long it took before the pain subsided a little, and Lin Qian was finally able to barely check the information flooding into his mind.

This turned out to be the practice method of a wizard!
From the ninth-rank doctor, the eighth-rank alchemist, and the seventh-rank witch sacrifice, a complete set of cultivation paths, and among the information that flooded into my mind, there are countless cultivation experiences.

Although he had just come into contact with the way of wizards, Lin Qian felt that he already had countless experience in practicing medicine. Now if a patient appeared, he felt that he could diagnose and treat him with ease, as if he was already a mature doctor.

Lin Qian suddenly realized that this book should have been stolen from Fucheng by those two from the Wu clan.

It's not surprising that the treasures that the Wu clan spent so much effort and risked to steal were so miraculous, but what made Lin Qian puzzled was why he could also cultivate the system of the Wu clan?

If everyone could become a wizard, there wouldn't be only warriors and Confucianism cultivators in Daqian.

After digesting and assimilating in the Palace of Literature for a long time, Lin Qian already had the experience of countless doctors in his mind, as if he had also transformed into that doctor, traveling around the world, hanging pots to help the world, decades in a flash...

Even he himself directly stepped into the wizard practice system because of the book of the witch god, and became a ninth-rank wizard!
Lin Qian didn't reject this, he saw the figure of the old woman fighting fiercely in the Fuxue Square, and for him who had no martial arts talent, he was quite yearning for it.

"Second brother, you're awake!"

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Qian heard the little girl's voice in the dimness, and then the little girl's surprised smile appeared in front of his eyes.

Although he woke up, he still felt like he had a splitting headache. First, he suffered from the backlash of Confucianism, and then he was flooded with a lot of information. To be able to wake up so quickly is considered to be a very good cultivation of his body.

"Second brother, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you!"

Lin Xinyun was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't wait to do something.

Originally, Lin Qian was about to shake his head, but in an instant, five prescriptions appeared in his mind, Tianma Gouteng Drink, Tongqiao Huoxue Decoction, Buyang Huanwu Decoction, Sanbian Decoction, and Chuanxiong Tea Mixing Powder, all of which are prescriptions for headaches !

But after all, these experiences are not his own, and they seem a bit disordered, with many options appearing at once, instead of giving the correct answer all at once.

"Go and help me get a pair of potions, two qian of red peony root, three qian of Chuanxiong, one qian of peach kernel, half two of red dates..."

In the end, Lin Qian chose Tongqiao Huoxue Decoction, which was a prescription for treating migraine caused by blood stasis blocking the brain orifices.

"By the way, where's the eldest brother?"

Lin Qian remembered that he met his elder brother before he fell into a coma.

"you're awake!"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Lin Zhen walked in from the room with a smile.

Yesterday he was taken away by Xuan Jing, but the book of the witch god was not on him, so Xuan Jing naturally couldn't find anything.

When I came to Fucheng to look for my younger siblings, I happened to meet this witch who attacked my younger brother in her small courtyard, and then killed her herself. Is this reasonable?

As for the others, I don't know.

Wei Xue used Confucian questioning to Lin Zhen, and the final result was that Lin Zhen was not lying, and they did not search the books of the witch gods, and they did not sense that Lin Zhen was related to the books of the witch gods by using secret techniques.

So Lin Zhen was released soon.

Lin Zhen looked at the small triangular cloth bag hanging on his waist. It was found on Jiang Feiyan's body. It contained ageswort, licorice, mugwort leaves, cinnamon, and powder made from herb. It must be said that there are some things from the Wu tribe. It's quite easy to use, otherwise he wouldn't have spent all his time thinking about planning the book of witch gods.

This is an amulet refined by an eighth-rank alchemist of a wizard. For the witches, this thing's symbolic meaning is much higher than its actual meaning. This amulet can protect them from external evils and bring them good luck.

In battle, it has almost no effect, but at certain times, it can bring unexpected effects.

For example, in the face of Confucian torture, protecting the wearer from external evils can be regarded as a professional counterpart. This is also the reason why Lin Zhen dared to go to the Xuanjing Division with Wei Xuezeng.

"Listen to my little sister, you know Yuan!"

Looking at Lin Qian who was lying on the bed, he was a little bit embarrassed. It had only been a month since he had seen each other, but the other party had given him a lot of surprises. Another poem caused a vision, and a million troops crossed the border, which lasted for half an hour...

Such samples, if he didn't know that the little girl would not lie to him, he would not believe it.

And this is not the most embarrassing thing for him, he is not a Confucianism cultivator, and he doesn't have a deep understanding of the articles of vision and heaven. He just knows that it is great, but the fact that Lin Qian killed Jiang Feiyan alone brought him a great deal of pain. shocked.

That's the sixth-rank curse master that he couldn't solve with all his means!
Lin Qian smiled triumphantly, as if to say, I'm awesome, praise me!
He doesn't care about other people's opinions, but he doesn't care about other people's opinions, but it makes him extremely happy to be praised by his elder brothers and younger sisters.

Lin Zhen also smiled.

Lin Xinyun watched her elder brother and second brother smile, and laughed too, and ran out of the room and out of the courtyard door.

"Brother won't go back to Changsha City this time." Lin Qian actually wanted to ask why he suddenly appeared here, but since he didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more, he knew he wouldn't harm them.

"Not going back, just rest here for a while."

Lin Zhen smiled wryly in his heart, I have been busy for a few months, and it is for nothing to take advantage of you, kid, forget it, stop working hard, and put it badly.

"It's just right, I'll go to the master tomorrow to see if I can arrange an errand for elder brother!" Lin Qian raised his eyebrows with joy.

Lin Zhen and Lin Xinyun were silent for a while, and finally Lin Zhen said, "What? Brother, I can't take a rest, you have to find me an errand?"

"That's not what I mean, I'm afraid that the second brother will be bored..."

"I'm going to get medicine for my second brother."

After Lin Xinyun said something, she turned and went out the door.

(End of this chapter)