Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 63 Do things in a high-profile manner, Zhu Ting pays respects

Elder Bei, the head of the four elders of the Sunflower Sect!
The Sunflower Sect is very different from the general sects. It is not well-known. It is a little-known underground organization in the Jianghu, but it is very powerful.

In the original play, there is no direct performance, but the degree of horror can be seen from the side.

Bai Zhantang, who is the second-to-last martial artist in the sect, can become a world-famous robber saint when he comes out, and has caught countless famous masters of the rivers and lakes.

Three of the four great elders are from well-known backgrounds, not people from the grass and lakes or the green forests.

Elder Dong once served as the general counselor of the Six Doors, Elder Xi was born in the Duan family in Dali, and Elder Nan was born in Room 36 of Southern Shaolin. All of them are highly skilled in martial arts.

Elder Bei is the only one who doesn't know martial arts, but he is the second uncle of the other three elders, and has become the head of the four elders of the Sunflower Sect, with a respected status.

Is this the one in front of you?

Yan Ming looked at the other party carefully.

Elder Bei is no longer young, and his beard and hair are all white.

Now half leaning on the soft pillow, with a dull expression, it really doesn't seem like he is good at martial arts.

"This senior is also a close friend of the two of us. Not long ago, he was poisoned by the rat poison of the twelve astrology, which hurt his inner self."

Next to him, Wen Zhongjun introduced.

"Although the toxicity has been eradicated now, the internal injuries are serious and difficult to heal. We have consulted many well-known doctors in the world, but there is nothing we can do."

After finishing speaking, they looked at Yanming expectantly.

At the same time, that Elder Bei raised his eyelids and looked at Yan Ming.

But then he frowned and shook his head, expressing his dissatisfaction.

What was the use, in his opinion, of having such a young man?
At such an age, it is estimated that he has never been trained in martial arts, so he doesn't have much hope.

I think Aragon and Shi are a little sick and rushed to the doctor.

"Row!"

Yan Ming looked at it for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Then come forward.

"Senior, please excuse me."

Saying that, Yan Ming picked up Elder Bei's wrist, frowning slightly, and a trace of internal force entered along the meridians.

In a short while, the internal force has already swam around the opponent's meridians, and Yan Ming probably has counted it.

This elder Bei really has no internal strength, his meridians are all unstretched, obviously he has never learned martial arts.

This further confirms the previous conjecture that the other party is the Great Elder of the Sunflower Sect!
And its internal injuries are indeed serious, the toxicity has been removed, but the internal injuries are still there.

If it is a martial artist with a solid foundation, this is not a big deal. With his own martial arts and various elixir, he should be able to recover to a minimum.

But the other party is an ordinary person with no foundation in martial arts, so it is difficult to heal by himself.

Even if other people input internal force, it is difficult to have an effect. A small amount is useless, and a large amount is unbearable, and it will aggravate the injury.

Moreover, under the torture of internal injuries in the recent period, his mind and body have been exhausted to a certain extent, his vitality has been greatly damaged, and he is even weaker.

Yan Ming tried to activate a trace of mysterious and profound inner power of divine illumination.

Following the opponent's meridians, after walking around for a while, it really worked!

Yan Ming had a bottom line in his heart.

But there was no change on the surface, and his brows were still slightly frowned.

"Ok?"

The tired Elder Bei suddenly raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

This time the feeling was different from before, a warm current wrapped the pain in his body, and it seemed that he had indeed improved.

Wen Zhongjun and Shi Weiyu had been watching nervously, and when they saw a reaction, they immediately beamed with joy!

"Little friend Yan, how are you doing?"

"I'm not sure, I can only try my best."

Saying that, Yan Ming took a deep breath, and began to activate the healing methods in the Shenzhao Sutra.

As the warm current spread, Elder Bei's expression of astonishment grew stronger.

But the pain in his body is decreasing, and his mental head is slowly recovering.

Soon, Elder Bei's tired face regained his spirit.

"Ah? It really works like this!"

Elder Bei looked at Yan Ming in disbelief.

Although he doesn't know martial arts, but he has been in the Sunflower School for many years, and he is well-informed, and he has never heard of such internal strength.

After a full quarter of an hour, Yan Ming finally let go of Elder Bei's wrist, let out a foul breath, and sat aside.

Yan Ming's face was full of exhaustion, and he was panting slightly, as if he had exhausted a lot of internal energy.

Next to him, Elder Bei was completely different from before. He regained his energy, straightened his waist, and raised his hand.

"It's really much better!"

The speaking voice is also much louder than before.

"Great!"

Wen Zhongjun and Shi Weiyu were surprised and delighted.

After they heard about it, they wanted to give it a try, but they didn't expect Yan Ming to actually solve the problem!
"Oh, little friend Yan, thank you for your hard work."

Wen Zhongjun hastily reached out and took out a bottle of elixir, and handed it to Yan Ming.

"This is a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill, just take it, don't lose your vitality."

Not to be outdone, Shi Weiyu hurriedly took out a small box and handed it to Yanming.

"This is the recovery elixir of our Guangyun League, five yuan powder, and give it to Yan Xiaoyou."

"The younger generation should be respectful rather than obedient."

With a tired face, Yan Ming took the things away.

But my heart is already happy.

The little internal energy that was consumed just now had no effect on him at all.

The method of healing wounds by mobilizing the divine light sutra is also at his fingertips.

But he is well versed in the principle of being low-key in life and high-key in doing things, so he deliberately behaves a little harder.

Isn't the benefit here?

Yan Ming had heard of Gathering Qi Pill and Wuyuan Powder in Qixia Town, both of which are precious elixir that can quickly restore internal strength and strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality!
For ordinary warriors, critical moments are life-saving things.

If this is placed outside, there is no one who cannot afford thousands of taels of silver.

Yan Ming didn't take it, but put away the things, but in the eyes of the two seniors, they would be wrong.

The two of them thought at the same time.

"He must have seen the preciousness of these two elixirs and was reluctant to take them now. Yes, we also worked hard step by step from the lowest level of warriors, and we understand the feeling of cherishing and saving resources."

Thinking of this, the two couldn't help recalling their hard work back then, feeling compassionate in their hearts.

"Hey, it's not easy for a low-level martial artist. This Yan Ming may have some adventures and a high talent, but it must be inseparable from his own efforts. He must also worry about resources. He is not even willing to take one more pill. Use it when you want to save the impact realm."

Thinking of this, the two looked at Yan Ming more appreciatively.

"Talented, persevering, intelligent, and not restless, he is indeed a rare talent!"

But the thoughts were pulled back immediately.

Elder Bei finally regained his energy. After a moment of relief, he suddenly opened his eyes and called out.

"The old man is much better, good guy, I'm so suffocated, send me back quickly, I want to continue playing mahjong with those three bastards, and win back all the losses I lost before!"

Yan Ming, Wen Zhongjun, and Shi Weiyu all had black lines all over their faces.

This elder Bei is not young at all, how come the first thing that comes to his mind is playing mahjong?

But Yan Ming can understand after thinking about it.

In the original play, the Sunflower School was destroyed because the four elders were playing mahjong, and everyone played tricks and played tricks. In the end, they fought and died together.

Now Yan Ming can understand.

This addiction is indeed not small.

"Elder Bei, please stay safe and don't be impatient!"

The two spoke a few words of comfort, then looked at Yan Ming with a questioning expression.

Yan Ming shook his head.

"It's not enough, the junior's internal strength is weak, this senior should stay nearby first, and he needs to be treated three times before and after to completely eradicate the internal injury."

"It's okay, it's okay!"

When Yan Ming said this, the two felt that it was more reasonable, and immediately agreed.

Elder Bei frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

"It will take so long, the old man's hands are itchy, hurry up!"

"The junior must do his best!"

Yan Ming agreed, but he thought in his heart that he couldn't work in vain, anyway, they are all big shots, and they wouldn't mind if they got more benefits.

At the same time, in Tongfu Inn.

After Yan Ming and the others left, the lobby became deserted again in an instant.

It is in stark contrast to Yihonglou, which is diagonally opposite where people come and go and diners flock incessantly.

With such a competitor, the business was taken away.

Tong Xiangyu stood at the door with an anxious face.

The curtain of the backyard was lifted, and Bai Zhantang poked his head out, asking on tiptoe.

"Did those people leave just now?"

"Let's go early, what are you doing hiding?"

"I can't hide, I feel weak when I see them!"

Lao Bai finally walked out with peace of mind.

Just a figure walked to the door of Tongfu Inn.

"Guest officer is really discerning, please come in..."

Shopkeeper Tong just wanted to say hello, but the man waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

"I'm here to look for someone. Someone just said that Detective Yan is here for dinner. Is he here?"

Are you looking for Yanming again?

Bai Zhantang sized him up, and his eyes focused on the man's hands.

Fortunately, he doesn't look like a government official.

"Captain Yan has something to go out, or the guest officer will wait here for a while, and he will be back soon."

The man thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"How about this, I'll go out for a walk, and if he comes back, you can tell me that Zhu Ting will see you."

"Okay, guest officer, go slowly."

With a smile on his face, Bai Zhantang suddenly remembered the name when he heard it.

Luban is a master of the axe, and Zhu Ting, the boss of the master.

(End of this chapter)