Alchemist Sword Sect

One of the young women is in her forties, but she is well maintained, making her look like a hibiscus in her 20s.

The other in her twenties is the young woman's eldest daughter, Osmanthus fragrans, she is slim, and she has a good taste. It seemed that the delicacy of the world was eclipsed before her.

Another young woman's second daughter, who is over fifteen this year, is also the youngest, named Lianhua. She looks as beautiful as her sister, but with a sense of youthfulness, in a few years, it will be a peony flower, and her sister will be the same.

The young woman watched as she just came in and waited for what he said.

"Madam, that person is not as simple as a mortal." He said after just pondering for a while.

I don't know how the lady knew it, and I knew the news just now without asking other people.

"You continue talking." The lady said.

"Yes!" The leader said again: "Madam, it is impossible for mortals to enter here. Moreover, all mortals involved in the collapse of the space are dead, without exception, if a mortal wound like him, for more than a moment There is no hope of living anymore. This is why I signed the blood paper with him. What's more, even if he is a land immortal, he cannot rely on the power of the blood paper."

The more he speaks, the more excited he gets, not to mention that he has a blind worship of the **** paper. It seems that this paper represents infinite power and can confine everything in this world.

He shouldn't think so. From the creation of this **** paper to its later use, he has never seen anyone who has not fulfilled his fingerprints on it.

The book of blood and blood is basically a representative of a vow signing, and only a few other types of Qibao can compare to him.

After resting on the road for more than a month, the convoy had left the Yellow Wind Desert.

Along the way, Lu Chen heard a lot of useful news about the harm and effects of the **** paper.

But he didn't believe that this thing had such a great effect, at most affecting the lower realm level. He believed that as long as his strength was restored, these contracts would be nothing.

And these people with long horns belong to the local tribe among the hundred tribes.

But it is a minority group.

Of course he also understands that there are also people who look like him, also called Human Race.

Many places are located in the east. But there are also other places, but a few are scattered outside.

Along the way, the motorcade drove away from the Yellow Wind Desert to the nearby town.

Everyone looked at this small city and exhaled in their hearts.

You must know that the security capabilities of their fleet are not very strong, they are just ordinary caravans, and it is thankful to be able to arrive here safely.

This is a very old town, Qingyu City.

The dark city gate was wide open at this time, and many soldiers were stationed on both sides.

People come and go.

Anyone who enters or exits will be stopped and checked by them.

They took out a disc, and a red light shone in everyone.

After confirming that there is no problem, immediately let it pass.

The team that Lu Chen was waiting for passed the inspection smoothly because they had been here for decades.

They are all familiar with each other.

"Here," the leader just said.

In front of them is a mansion, where they stay, every time they finish their tasks, they will come back here for handover and rest, waiting for the next task.

Everyone does what they should do.

Just walked to the parking space of Lu Chen.

After one or two months of cultivation, coupled with their treatment, although they did not cure everything, it is still possible to simply walk on the ground.

"Brother Lu, we are at the headquarters. We will invite the master over for the follow-up treatment." Just smiled outside.

"That's great." Lu Chen smiled back, but his voice changed: "Brother Gang, what is the name of this house?"

The question to him was obviously taken aback, but he still patted his head again, "This is my negligence. I will have to mention it to Brother Lu in the future, and Brother Lu has been treated all the way, and the number of openings is not much. This is us. Headquarters, Liuque Mansion, the place we have been looking forward to, Brother Houlu, you will naturally know after staying for a long time."

Lu Chen was obviously taken aback, but didn't say anything. As he said, although he wants to know what's here, he can only understand it himself.

I don't know how the big brothers are, hey.

Three days later, the mansion Lu Chen lived.

There are four people, in addition to Lu Chen and Gang, the wife Mo, and a human elder with gray hair.

"Brother Lu, this is Mr. Fang, the most famous doctor in this area." Just introduced.

"Donor Lu, poor Dao Fang Tianhua, entrusted by Donor Gang, come to visit Donor Lu," said Fang Lao.

Lu Chen didn't say a word, because at this time he was using the damaged consciousness to peek at the old man.

A strange energy showed on him, Lu Chen frowned slightly, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Very strange energy, I have never encountered it before, and I haven't found that energy in just before and the people in the team." Lu Chen thought to himself.

Everyone didn't notice the strangeness of him, only Dao was a bit shy.

"If Donor Lu has no objection at the moment, then Pindao will start to treat the donor."

"It's getting old," Lu Chen said politely after he recovered.

Hearing an answer, the other party simply took out a set of utensils from his package.

One hand opened the square iron box inside, revealing rows of needles. Take out a bottle with the other hand and pour out a pill.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen's heart moved.

He knows the treatment of pill, but this is the first time the worldly treatment of acupuncture has been used on him, is there any special effect!

Lu Chen lay on the bed well, and then Fang Lao stepped forward, only to see that his eyes suddenly turned red, shooting a red light back and forth on Lu Chen.

Mrs. Mo covered her mouth with her hand, and sighed softly: "I have heard of Fang's red-eyed power for a long time. It's a rare sight today that really made my concubine look at me."

Hearing the words, Mr. Fang swept back to her as he swept back: "The things that can't be on the table are made fun of Mrs." Although Mr. Fang answered, he was very proud in his heart.

After scanning back and forth several times, he stopped his supernatural powers after confirming that there was nothing missing, and his eyes returned to their previous gray.

At this moment, Fang Lao's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Fang Lao, what's wrong?" The chief asked as soon as he saw him with a heavy expression.

Mrs. Mo was also serious at this time.

"The whole body's tendons and veins are broken, the internal organs are broken, and the dantian is broken." As soon as Fang Lao said this, except for Lu Chen himself knowing his own affairs, the faces of the others began to become serious.

Although the leader just learned that he was seriously injured, he didn't expect it to be so bad. This is close to death.

"It stands to reason that this kind of injury has been unsaved, but Lu Shizhu Jiren has his own natural appearance..." Although Fang Lao did not finish speaking, the three of them knew that no matter who was injured to this degree But Fan Daluo Jinxian is also out of save.

Everyone has a dantian, but any cultivator who breaks down with a cultivation base will lose all his power and fall into the world.

But the dantian was destroyed, there was no cultivation base, and the internal organs were broken, and the veins were broken, this person could basically say goodbye to the world.

In fact, Lu Chen was also lucky. When he was teleporting, his cultivation base was too low to withstand the pressure of the teleportation. He should have been killed by that pressure, but the sword of the mad swordsman on him was based on its own The destruction turned into endless energy to save Lu Chen, but still caused Lu Chen to be seriously injured. Although the injury was too serious and it seemed to be dead, the energy still gave him a sigh of relief.

If the follow-up is not treated, death will still be welcome.

"Although there is no hope for treatment, there is still a miracle in this world. At the moment, it is a miracle that the donor can live so long with injuries." Fang Lao's current thinking is just to be a doctor.

"I still hope Fang Lao did his best." The leader just said with a fist.

I just knew that this kind of injury was already rooted in his bones. His previous thoughts of thinking that the other party was someone with great supernatural powers no longer exist. The other party is just an ordinary person with bad luck. Although he made a wrong bet, I still hope to save him.

Mr. Fang straightened Lu Chen, grabbed a needle, pressed the acupuncture point, and tapped it gently, and the 36 acupoints "pupu" were tied together.

Lu Chen's body was pierced into acupuncture points, and a strong blood flowed out, and the smell was pungent.

Mr. Fang nodded when he saw this scene.

He grabbed more pinholes and pierced Lu Chen's remaining acupuncture points, clamped the pill with his other hand, wrapped it in a burst of energy, and sent it to Lu Chen's mouth.

Lu Chen, who was still running pus, was catalyzed by that power and turned into endless medicinal power to fill Lu Chen's body. The pus began to stop, but the stinking stench still existed.

"Commander Gang, can you please bring the bath tub to Donor Lu to wash." Old Fang turned his head and said to Commander Gang.

"Yes, Fang Lao!" Just as the leader clasped his fists to take his orders, he hurried out.

"Fang Lao, what happened to Brother Lu?" Madam Mo asked while looking at Lu Chen sitting on the bed, half-closed naked.

Chapter Six

"It's okay for the time being, but there will be more treatment in the follow-up, but the poor way is only a little bit of power, and the donor will ask me to be clever in the future." Fang Lao waved his hand helplessly.

Under Fang Lao's treatment, Lu Chen felt a little bit comfortable in his body. Although he was not cured, at least let him know that the medical skills here are still amazing.

Lu Chen opened his eyes at this moment.

"Donor Lu, how do you feel?" Fang Lao smiled and said after he packed all the equipment.

"Thank you Fang Lao, I feel better than before, but I still need more treatment in the future." Lu Chen said with a wry smile.

"Squeak!" The door was gently opened, and two small servants were eagerly carrying a large wooden barrel one-person tall, filled with water, a few lotus petals floating on it, and the leader was just commanding it from the side.

"Let it down here, and then you go out!"

After completing the explanation of the leader, the two little servants ran out in a dingy manner. They looked very funny. Presumably, they did not suffer from the leader's loss on weekdays.

"Donor Mo, just the leader, at this moment we'd better go out first, let Donor Lu clean up, what's the matter, we will talk later." Fang Lao smiled at them and said.

After listening to Mrs. Mo, she turned and walked out.

"Of course, Brother Lu, you have to take a good rest, rest assured, we will heal your injury." The leader just said to him boldly, as if Lu Chen's injury is not worth mentioning to him.

"Fang Lao, I heard people say that your Lihuajiu can be the top three in a radius of a hundred miles, not today..." The two people walked away, and their voices became less and less.