Love brain is prohibited in the world of cultivation

Chapter 29 The lady stops
There are many medical practitioners in the residence of Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo. After all, Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo's son has been sick for more than a day or two.

When Shen Ping'an and the others arrived, these doctors were discussing in the main hall, wondering what they were studying.

"This is Shen Ping'an, the new medical practitioner."

After the male disciple made a casual introduction, he stood up and left.

The eyes of the medical practitioners in the hall fell on the four people.

Some of these medical practitioners have white beards and hair, some are very young, and some have strange faces, but they all have one thing in common -

All are men.

Not even half a girl.

"Stop, women's bodies are filthy and are not allowed inside."

The old medical practitioner with white beard and hair raised his hand, but his words were addressed to Shen Pingan and Shen Xueer.

He is the oldest among these medical practitioners and the one with the highest level of cultivation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is highly virtuous and respected.

"The female body is dirty?"

Shen Ping'an tilted her head. How come she hadn't heard of this taboo?

There are not many medical practitioners, and their practice is difficult. After all, medical practitioners are different from other monks.

Medical training depends on inheritance and experience. If you want to become a qualified medical practitioner, you have to pay more than ten times more than other monks.

"Yes, Meng Shaojun was originally injured by the filthy air. The filth of a female body will only make Meng Shaojun's injuries worse."

"Mr. Qin is right. I don't know why True Lord Chengfeng brought the woman here. Isn't this adding to the chaos?"

"You should leave quickly. If Meng Shaojun's injury worsens, Master Meng Zhuo will definitely not let you go."

"We are doing this for your own good."

……

As the old man started, the others immediately chirped in agreement.

After so many years, there is such a weird injury?
Shen Ping'an thought carefully for a moment. Could it be that she had been sleeping for too long and could no longer keep up with the times?

But she figured it out quickly.

No matter what kind of injury he suffered, as long as he was not in a state of disarray, she could snatch his life back from the Ghost King.

What can be done if the injury worsens?
It’s not like she can’t be saved!

With this idea in mind, Shen Ping'an stepped in directly.

"what are you doing!"

The medical staff in the hall immediately exploded, and some with a more violent temper were already planning to throw Shen Ping'an out.

"What? You guys with filthy minds can stay here, but I think you have to leave first. Maybe it's the filth in you that's keeping Shaojun Meng from recovering!"

Shen Ping'an sneered.

If a woman can make the injury of Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo's son worse, then Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo's mortal enemy can just send a bunch of women outside this mansion!

How convenient it is to fight without bloodshed.

"You! If Meng Shaojun's injury worsens, can you afford it?"

Mr. Qin was so angry that he pointed his finger at Shen Ping'an, his white beard trembling.

"I think he hasn't recovered for so many years because of you quack doctors here."

"I don't have much ability, but I don't have much airs."

Shen Ping'an relied on his high level of cultivation and walked towards the inner room without ceremony.

Meng Shaojun is in the inner room, Meng Zhuo Zhenzhuo is not here, but Meng Zhuo Zhenzhuo's disciples are guarding here.

"How can you be so noisy?" Before Shen Ping'an entered the inner room, a man walked out of the inner room with a frown and yelled.

When this man had handsome eyebrows and a tall figure, and his eyes turned sideways, the medical practitioners all fell silent, but they all looked at Shen Ping'an with reproachful eyes.

"Qin Haishan, what happened?"

The man's eyes wandered around, and finally landed on Mr. Qin, who had the most seniority.

"Master Hui Lang, this woman is the one who insists on forcing her way in. The filthy air has entered Shaojun's body. The female body is filthy, and I'm afraid it will aggravate Shaojun's injuries!"

Qin Haishan quickly bent down and replied respectfully.

"Are you the new medical cultivator that Senior Brother mentioned?"

Qin Lang ignored Qin Haishan's answer and just continued to frown at Shen Pingan.

"Exactly."

Shen Pingan straightened his back.

"You come in with me."

Qin Lang still frowned, but he didn't say anything about women's filth like Qin Haishan, and just asked Shen Ping'an to follow him in.

As soon as Shen Ping'an entered the inner room, he almost vomited due to the pungent smell of the medicine. On the bed, a little boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old was lying on the bed. The little boy's face was abnormally gray and he looked like he was about to die. It's like that.

This……

If any filthy air enters the body, it is clearly a violent air entering the body!
Shen Ping'an just took a look and determined that Meng Shaojun was not injured by demonic energy, causing the filthy air to enter his body.

What lingers in his meridians is clearly the anger that cannot be dissipated!
These violent auras continued to circulate in his meridians, and had merged with his original aura.

If things go on like this, his sanity will inevitably be swallowed up by the hostility, and he will eventually become a killing machine without intelligence.

Where did a teenage boy contract such terrible violence?
"Where was Mr. Meng injured?"

Shen Ping'an was really curious, where could there be such pure violence?
"A hundred years ago, a demon cultivator with extremely high cultivation level appeared in the world. The demon cultivator went around catching talented children to make elixirs. The younger brother was arrested at that time. Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo fought fiercely with the demon cultivator for three days and three nights. We just destroyed the demon cultivator and rescued our junior brother."

Qin Lang explained.

This is not a secret, you can find out by just asking anyone.

After all, it was that battle that established the reputation of Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo.

Shen Pingan's expression was subtle, but looking at Qin Lang's appearance, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to ask anything, so Shen Pingan simply stopped asking.

"Meng Shaojun has violent energy in his body. This violent energy has been entangled with Meng Shaojun's meridians and spiritual roots. If you want to peel off the violent energy, you can only dig out the spiritual roots and nourish them with the most pure and kind people." A hundred years later, the spiritual roots will be returned to their original position."

But without the spiritual roots, Meng Shaojun is just an ordinary mortal. After a hundred years, I am afraid that he will be nothing but loess!

Moreover, it is not easy to find a pure and kind person who can eliminate the anger through warmth and nourishment.

Anyway, Shen Ping'an has lived for so long and has only seen a few.

This kind of people would otherwise die young, but those who can grow up safely have become enlightened masters, and finally become saints by virtue of their merits.

To put it bluntly, Meng Shaojun’s violent temper probably cannot be eradicated.

"Besides that, I have another method, which is just a little risky and more difficult."

"But it doesn't matter."

Qin Lang was already frowning, but now his eyebrows are frowning even more tightly, and the center of his eyebrows is like a raised "Sichuan" character.

"Let Shaojun Meng transform into a demon, and use his anger as a guide to achieve the Great Way to Heaven."

This method is not without risks. After all, demon cultivators can go crazy if they are not careful!

And what is the status of the demon cultivator now?
That's a position that everyone calls for beating!
"No way!"

When Qin Lang heard this, he immediately gave a sharp shout.

How could the son of the dignified Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo cultivate demons?
(End of this chapter)