B-grade top-grade magic.
Only when his ability was almost unique in Shujun City did Zhang Xuezhou realize the status of Taiqing Zhenshu, a second-class top-grade skill.
Just as he had previously felt that Dong Zhongshu's techniques were complex but not particularly powerful, Zhang Xuezhou's judgment stemmed from the fact that he had seen too many top practitioners and too many top techniques.
In contrast to his broader knowledge, Dong Zhongshu, who is almost omnipotent, cannot make a move, and Zhang Xuezhou has no idea about himself.
Zhang Xuezhou realized later that he had to admit that there were many places in the world that were far inferior to the Holy Land, and he was not a little transparent in these places.
The strongest person in Shu County's magic realm is Wen Weng, and the strongest person in martial arts is Dong Zhongshu, who is both civil and military.
Underneath these are two monks of the physical transformation realm, as well as several masters of the true spirit realm such as Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhang, as well as a warrior of the creation of consciousness realm.
A little further back, it was the turn of Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Shu, Zhao Liang and others.
This is the ranking brought about by the realm, and the techniques and magic weapons controlled by the monks lead to another, more practical and real ranking.
Zhang Xuezhou is not bad in this ranking, and his abilities even exceed those of those with higher levels than him.
For example, his skills, such as his magic weapon, the Cassia Flute.
In Shujun City, no one can replace him with similar abilities.
This is also the main reason why Wen Weng was embarrassed and wanted to keep Zhang Xuezhou, and Dong Zhongshu also spoke up to help. Zhang Xuezhou indeed has the ability to harvest Mr. Zhao.
He figured out his position and quickly let go of the urgency for money.
As the top student in the theory course of the psychology major at Canglan University, and having been exposed to some pseudo-psychology, Zhang Xuezhou will be able to tap out the corresponding value once his positioning becomes clear.
At least in Shujun City, he shouldn't be anxious, it should be others who are anxious.
For example, Wen Weng, Dong Zhongshu, and Mr. Zhao who was seriously injured.
"I'll set up a stall tomorrow!"
Zhang Xuezhou took the initiative to recommend himself to treat someone's injury without hearing the news. This would make it difficult to distinguish whether his behavior was purposeful or purely for public welfare. He was even mistakenly thought to be a person provided by the county magistrate's office. Welfare.
The more proactive he is, the cheaper the reward will be, so that the reward will remain in words instead of falling into his pocket.
Zhang Xuezhou has been led by money these past two days, and he has made many wrong examples in a hurry.
Except that he had no regrets about providing the flute to Wen Weng in time, his other actions were almost all mistakes, almost like volunteering.
From being passive to being active, Zhang Xuezhou just needs to calm down.
As long as he shows his attitude towards charging when he goes to the stall, he will have enough initiative.
After thinking clearly about the relevant issues, Zhang Xuezhou didn't appear anxious.
"I just say that what a monk with high moral character should do is to study hard, instead of being like those peddlers and pawns!"
Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou no longer mentioned leaving Shu County for medical treatment, nor did he ask for a reward, but instead talked and laughed with everyone, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but nag.
"Yes, study hard. There is great righteousness in the sky and the earth, and their chaos is endowed with manifolds..."
Zhang Xuezhou's mentality slowed down, and he even argued with Dong Zhongshu about their exchanges.
His mental state was not normal, he rarely needed sleep, and he was so energetic that even Dong Zhongshu couldn't bear it.
A group of people continued to patrol and inspect near the city wall of Shujun City, and continued to reassure the people. It was not until the morning star hung high that many things gradually calmed down.
Zhang Xuezhou followed Dong Zhongshu and others back to the county governor's mansion. Dong Zhongshu lay back on the bed with sleepy eyes, while he began to get busy with his business.
"Specialized in treating skin injuries"
After thinking about it, Zhang Xuezhou finally wrote five words on a wooden board.
Taiqing Zhenshu is not omnipotent. If he is given some non-professional illnesses and injuries, he will really be powerless.
When the sky regained its brightness, Zhang Xuezhou took a mouthful of the spent Bigu Powder, drank another sip of water, then picked up the wooden board and walked out.
There were many people who were anxious and uneasy last night, and many of them didn't even sleep all night.
By the time dawn came, the city of Shu County was already full of people.
The focus is to take stock of the clutter at home and sweep away any venomous snakes that may remain. Next, it is the turn to make a living such as daily eating, buying and selling, and there are some stalls and shops that need to open early.
Zhang Xuezhou carried the wooden board around to not far from the entrance of Wang Er Mazi's medicine shop, and then erected the wooden board.
"You also treat diseases here?"
Wen Weng was right. Many people were injured in the darkness last night.
Zhang Xuezhou had only been sitting there for a quarter of an hour when a young man in a green shirt covered his face and came to ask.
"Only treating skin injuries!"
Zhang Xuezhou pointed at the wooden board.
"It turns out that these words can only cure skin injuries." The young man hissed, "I thought it was meant to cure all diseases."
"Just treat skin injuries, no more!"
Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.
He looked at the sign he had written, and for the first time he hated the ridiculously high illiteracy rate for no reason.
According to the literacy rate in Shu County, it would be considered good if one out of ten people seeking medical treatment could recognize the words on this sign.
"How do you treat this disease? I was hit twice last night. Can you tell me if this is a skin injury?"
Wang Ermazi's medicine shop hadn't opened yet. The young man looked at the wooden board several times and no longer thought about the words on the wooden board. Instead, he asked about the business he wanted to do.
"Let me take a look at the place where I was beaten first!"
Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand to signal.
This made the young man release his right hand covering his face.
"There was a thief woman who hit a snake with an iron fork yesterday. The iron fork swiped at my face with a whir, but it was too dark at the time and I couldn't see the person clearly!"
The iron fork is similar to the clothes fork, but there are two bifurcations at the front end of the iron fork, which correspond to the three-pronged head.
There was no blood on the young man's face, but it was swollen from the beating. Half of his face was swollen.
Normally, injuries such as swelling are not within the scope of Taiqingzhen Judgment.
Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds and felt that unless he caused the injury artificially, he could use the Taiqing Zhen Technique to treat the opponent and subside the swelling and pain.
The young man muttered for a while, and Zhang Xuezhou reached out and touched the other person's face, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Ten and a half taels, and you'll have to help me shout for a while."
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the other party's clothes and thought for a moment before making an offer to the young man.
"Ten and a half taels? So expensive? I can make two medicinal soups for less than three and a half taels. What are you saying? What should I say to you?"
After looking at the wooden sign put up by Zhang Xuezhou, the young man looked at the drug store that had not yet opened.
He felt that Zhang Xuezhou's charges were a bit high, but he really couldn't bear the pain of facial swelling and pain, so he finally had to comply with the request and groped around his waist again.
After taking out ten and a half taels, he sat down opposite Zhang Xuezhou.
"What are you doing with the knife?"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou also touching his waist and finally taking out a short knife, the young man felt something was wrong.
But the ominous premonition in his heart was not over yet, and then he felt sticky blood pouring out of his face.
The deer-cutting knife was so sharp that he almost didn't feel any pain, but the mixed fluids such as congestion and tissue fluid that had accumulated for a long time found a way out.
Zhang Xuezhou put away his knife and squeezed the opponent's swollen face, and Taiqing Zhenshu also suppressed it.
"Ah~"
The young man's screams of pain turned into moans of relief in just a few seconds.
"I've almost recovered. You have a loud voice, just in time to help me shout!"
Bruises and swelling on the face are not considered illnesses in the military area. Zhang Xuezhou had to inflict some additional injuries on the opponent during treatment.
After some bloodletting treatment, the other party's face basically returned to normal.
Zhang Xuezhou healed his illness and injuries so fast that the young man didn't even notice.
He touched his flat face, and felt that the previous pain was like a dream.
"These ten and a half taels are worth!"
Compared to grabbing two pairs of herbs to make a medicinal soup and then waiting for recovery, Zhang Xuezhou's recovery from his injuries was like a magical spell.
The young man who had never seen this kind of healing ability had a look of astonishment on his face, and a huge sense of surprise filled his heart.
"The gods have come to save people. The gods who only treat superficial wounds have cast spells to save people!"
Before Zhang Xuezhou could tell him how to yell, he started to yell loudly.
