The fiasco of extinction made Hu Qingniu think of what Qingzhou said a few days ago.
That day Jingzhou said that to avenge his sister, if he met Xian Yutong, he would kill this despicable villain and bring his head to him.
At that time, he thought that the kid was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, and he didn't know the heights of the sky, so he made arrogant remarks.
Who is Xian Yutong? The leader of Huashan!
How can you say that you can kill just by killing!
Not to mention his high kung fu and extraordinary power behind him, if not for this, he would have killed Xian Yutong to avenge his sister.
Now, even Yan Mie was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Jingzhou, which gave Hu Qingniu hope of revenge.
Although Xian Yutong is powerful, it is not even the slightest bit worse than Mie Ming.
Looking at the gun-holding figure in front of him, Hu Qingniu's mind became active again.
"Hmph, kill or behead, it's up to you!" Jue Jue won't lose even if he loses. He met Jingzhou's gaze without even retreating.
As for the others, they were just a bunch of clowns. She didn't even look at them. Even if Monk Peng mocked her, she ignored them.
"Young master, please let me go."
Ji Xiaofu knelt down towards Jing Zhou.
Although Miejie wanted to kill her before, seeing her master about to be killed made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and she immediately knelt down and begged Jingzhou for mercy.
Seeing Ji Xiaofu's plea, Monk Peng hurriedly said: "Young Master, no, you must not be kind to a woman. You are so ruthless, old thief. If you let her go this time, she may take even more revenge from her in the future."
Ji Xiaofu just cried harder and kowtowed.
"You get up first, Miss Ji," Jingzhou said while helping Ji Xiaofu up.
He had no intention of killing him in the first place. Although the old nun had a bad temperament, she spared no effort in resisting the Yuan Dynasty. Jing Zhou also counted on the Emei Sect to disrupt the situation in the Bashu area and draw some of the Yuanting's anger.
"Miejie, although you are making trouble unreasonably and the disciples below you are even more uncharacteristic, but for the sake of your Emei sect's whole-hearted fight against the Yuan Dynasty, I took the Yitian Sword today and will not pursue it any further. Let this matter be over, you can go. Bar."
Hearing Jing Zhou's words, the disciples behind him breathed a sigh of relief. After passing through this life-and-death crisis, the clothes behind them were all soaked.
If someone were behind them, they would definitely be able to see the faint curve.
"Master", several of them shook Mie Mie's arms, the meaning was obvious.
"well!"
After a long time, Mie Mie let out a long sigh, and suddenly seemed to have aged more than ten years.
She knew she couldn't do anything. If she tried to be brave again, she would die here today. It didn't matter if she died, but the Emei Sect couldn't cut off its inheritance, otherwise she would be a sinner through the ages.
Thinking of the little girl sent by Zhang Sanfeng, she felt a little better.
Zhiruo has extraordinary qualifications. As long as he trains her with all his strength for a few years, the Emei Sect may be able to regain its glory in Zhiruo's hands.
This is a good seedling, and because of this, there is hope for extinction.
Moreover, the secret of the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife has not been passed down yet. If he dies, no one will know the secret anymore.
"Walk!"
He glared at Ding Minjun coldly, then looked at the Yitian Sword in Jing Zhou's hand, and then led a group of disciples away.
After Master Miejie retreated, Jingzhou was not in a hurry to leave. He remembered that if there were no deviations, Granny Jinhua would also come to cause trouble.
Back then, Grandma Jinhua asked Hu Qingniu to help her husband, Mr. Yinye, treat cold poison. Hu Qingniu refused because Yinye was not a member of the Ming sect.
Not long after Hu Qingniu refused treatment, her husband, Mr. Yinye, could not suppress the cold poison and died. After Mr. Yinye died, Granny Jinhua transferred her husband's death to Hu Qingniu.
This Hu Qingniu was the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, and he was of great use. Both emotionally and rationally, Jing Zhou wanted to save his life.
"Let's go back. Those who need to cook will cook, and those who need to heal will heal. By the way, the young master is a little hungry."
Ji Xiaofu covered her mouth and smiled. She didn't expect that the person in front of her had this side. She hugged Yang Buhui and walked towards the kitchen.
Today, she was asked to walk between life and death. At this time, the extinction receded, and her hanging heart finally fell.
Jingzhou straddled the Yitian Sword on his waist, walked to Hu Qingniu and said, "Hu Qingniu, if a person's face is injured by a sword and leaves scars, how should it be treated?"
If it were in the past, Hu Qingniu would definitely walk away and ignore the kid in front of him.
But after seeing the skill of the man in front of him, he felt that he had a lot of hope in avenging his sister. He immediately thought about it, and kept thinking about the medical skills he had seen before.
After pondering for a moment, Hu Qingniu said slowly: "Although this scar is troublesome to treat, it is not impossible to treat. Internally, the main method is to replenish qi and activate blood circulation, remove blood stasis and dissipate stagnation, externally supplemented by acupuncture, and then apply ointment to remove blood stasis and promote muscle growth. , it will be effective within half a month."
Who walks the world without a few scars?
But Hu Qingniu has never treated anyone for this disease.
Without him, the scar is not a fatal injury. Besides, even if it is cured, who can guarantee that he will not be injured again in the future? Even the female disciples of the Emei Sect have many scars on their bodies, but no one has thought about treating them.
Although this disease is somewhat troublesome, it is not a problem for Hu Qingniu.
Jingzhou frowned and said, "According to what you said, wouldn't it be easy to remove scars?"
Hu Qingniu nodded, then shook his head: "Yes or no, the face is different from the skin elsewhere on the human body and is extremely tender, so the treatment is still a bit tricky. The most important step is to prepare ointments that can remove blood stasis and promote muscle growth. . However, it is not easy to prepare this medicine, and two of the medicinal ingredients are hard to find."
"If these two herbs are replaced, although the prepared medicine is also effective, the effect is much worse. Could it be that someone around the young hero has suffered trauma and left scars and wants treatment?"
Jingzhou shook his head and smiled: "That's not true, it's just a random question on a whim."
Hu Qingniu's face trembled, and he knew that this kid was not well-intentioned. Why don't you ask me if he's not sick?
Wouldn't it be a pity that his medical immortal's time was wasted on such nonsense!
With a cold snort, Hu Qingniu walked away, not wanting to talk to the person in front of him anymore.
If you have that time, it's better to consider how to treat Xuanming Divine Palm.
"Hey, this old man has quite a temper!"
Monk Peng laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha, my benefactor, most people who study medicine have a weird temper."
Jingzhou nodded and responded, "That's true. Not only does he have a bad temper, he also has a lot of rules."
Whether it's Ping Yizhi who kills one person to save another, or Hu Qingniu who only treats people in the Ming Cult, they both have extremely weird tempers and are unpredictable.
"It's difficult for doctors to heal themselves. Sometimes miracle doctors have more troubles, which is understandable." Monk Peng stopped smiling, and for a moment he looked a bit superior.
"Does Monk still think that I will blame Hu Qingniu?" Jing You glanced at Monk Peng and said, "It will take a while for Miss Ji to cook. Come on, Monk, let's go to the next round." "
When his little idea was revealed, Monk Peng was not embarrassed. He patted his belly and laughed.
"The monk has this intention. Playing chess with your benefactor is really one of the great joys in life!"
When he and Jing Zhou were playing chess before, they talked a lot about the general trend of the world. Monk Peng benefited a lot, and the situation against Yuan became a little clearer. . .
