"Wonderful!"
Many officers and soldiers in the military region were injured.
Regardless of whether it is killing enemies or training, some injuries are inevitable.
Wearing heavy helmets and heavy armor will inevitably cause friction, and even the skin will be worn away when riding a horse.
Even if the imperial court continues to study and improve armor, this situation is inevitable.
Some soldiers had been tortured all year round and could only tie up their wounds with some strips of cloth.
The existence of infection and other conditions makes these wounds good and bad, bad and good again, and the cycle repeats. Skin and flesh wounds have become old wounds and become more and more difficult to heal.
Zhang Xuezhou untied the white cloth wrapped around the body of the Northern Army captain, then used a knife to prick the pus-prone area and cut off the rotten flesh, and then used Taiqingzhen Technique.
This rapid transition from the severe pain of cutting flesh to the state of scab recovery made the captain of the Northern Army couldn't help but groan.
Although he would inevitably be injured again in the future, the healed wounds allowed him to get rid of too much pain.
This can even allow him to fully display his strength.
If in a battle, this will definitely greatly improve his survival rate.
The sergeant obeys the superior, but respects the doctor.
After Zhang Xuezhou's technique fell, the Beijun team leader began to bow and thank him.
The healing effect of this technique was much better than he imagined, and it also exceeded his imagination.
He never thought that he would encounter such a good thing when he checked the hotel.
"I also have ten and a half taels, can you give me treatment?"
The North Army squad leader's wound healed extremely quickly, which made several sergeants assisting in the verification mission extremely envious, and they all asked Zhang Xuezhou for medical treatment.
"Everyone..."
Zhang Xuezhou looked surprised.
After sitting in the West Market for a long time without anyone asking, I finally met someone who knows the goods.
The situation of the Northern Army captain and the sergeants proves that flesh and blood injuries among sergeants are extremely common.
Zhang Xuezhou's heart jumped just thinking about the huge customer base.
Even if one is ten and a half taels, one hundred is one thousand and a half taels. If one thousand...
But Zhang Xuezhou's beating heart soon calmed down.
Firstly, his magic power is not enough to support such frequent spells, and secondly, Zhang Xuezhou is worried that his profit may lead to hidden dangers or even some bad luck.
This quickly made him think conservatively.
"Everyone, I have used a technique to save people today. I am short of mana in my body and need to rest before I can recover slowly. I am willing to use this technique, but the technique I used cannot cure the injuries of the military masters, so it will delay the military masters. !”
Zhang Xuezhou did not say that he was unwilling to receive treatment, nor did he refuse the requests of these sergeants. He just excused himself because his body lacked mana and it was difficult to treat the injuries.
"The Eastern monk's magic is wonderful. He must have put in so much effort just now that it is difficult for his body to continue. Let's take a rest and come back to see the Eastern monk tomorrow!"
The Northern Army captain's understanding made many sergeants boo, but they became energetic again in just a few seconds.
If you can’t do it today, you can come tomorrow. As long as you line up early, your tortured body will be better.
For the sergeants, ten and a half taels was a week's salary, but in Chang'an City it was just a meal, not even enough to pay for a day's rent in a hotel.
Correspondingly, the charges are very low, so it is not surprising that they seek medical treatment one after another.
The performance of a technique proved Zhang Xuezhou's identity. Even Rong Tianding only asked a few questions and passed the test after seeing the festival.
The captain of the Beijun team did not even ask Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding why they jumped out of the guest house and other matters, and then went to check on the others.
"Rest!"
What happened last night not only consumed a lot of Zhang Xuezhou's mana, but also consumed his mind, and the same was true for Rong Tianding.
Both of them were physically exhausted and found it difficult to wander around.
"I always feel like there's something wrong with them!"
The hotel owner muttered, obviously unwilling to let the report that changed his fate disappear like this, but if he was asked to provide any evidence, he couldn't provide it.
This made him complain bitterly to the waiter around him, and asked the waiter to bring a pot of water to Zhang Xuezhou and others as an apology.
In the guest room on the second floor, Zhang Xuezhou was immersed in the chanting of Haoran's Righteousness Art, and Rong Tianding also chanted along with him.
Except for the difference in realm technique, Rong Tianding is almost practicing with Zhang Xuezhou.
Zhang Xuezhou was greatly stimulated, and Rong Tianding was even more stimulated.
The world of monks in his imagination is completely different from reality. This is not a world where they can run freely by taking advantage of their words, but a world that requires real hard power.
It is difficult for Rong Tianding to practice Realm Technique at this time, but he can practice the Confucian ability to restore mana, and then continuously release the Nanming Fire that he has started.
Even if he makes a little progress every day, it is better than wasting his time.
In the ups and downs of the recitation, his belief became clearer and clearer, and he was vaguely aware that his body was receiving an inexplicable and vast power between heaven and earth.
His mana has not recovered, but the 'soft armor' inside his body has gradually relaxed, making his body less tense.
"The Qin Emperor gained invincible power by swallowing the elixir. From now on, I will also violently destroy everything!"
Rong Tianding swallowed a trace of the ancestral dragon essence and blood and the mixed medicinal powder, and used his body to refine the medicinal effect.
In the mountains a hundred miles away from Chang'an City, the woman had already lit a fire and was refining elixirs using an extremely small alchemy furnace.
Looking at the elixir that was gradually taking shape, she couldn't help but feel happy.
"Son, Emperor Qin's sudden death may be related to this medicine, you must think carefully about it!"
A few meters away, a beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the happy-looking woman and couldn't help but persuade her.
"Taking this medicine may bring you temporary strength, but it will probably only last for more than ten years," the middle-aged beautiful woman advised.
"Mother-in-law, I have already figured it out. Weeds like us have no chance of success in our lives. It would be great if we could have success in just over ten years!"
"well!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman stopped trying to persuade her.
She looked at the woman and just sighed heavily.
Everyone has their own ambitions, and she couldn't force it.
She would rather become an evergreen tree than a firewood that blooms for a while, but the person she likes is not interested in it, and she has not changed her mind even if she persuaded her repeatedly.
"This is most likely the demonic power that caused the ancestral dragon to form in the body. When you borrow it, you must avoid the backlash of the demonic power. Then..."
Before the middle-aged beautiful woman had finished narrating the instructions, the woman with a happy face had already opened the alchemy furnace and took out the hot dark golden pill.
She opened her mouth and immediately took the refined elixir into her mouth.
In just an instant, this elixir began to bloom with infinite power in her body.
Countless thin veins appeared out of thin air in the acupoints, and continued to spread throughout the body.
It was as if a piece of armor was born in the body, with countless thin veins forming a network, becoming increasingly tough and indestructible.
"This is the Ancestral Dragon's Armor of Annihilation. Those legends are all true. As long as I have this ability, any spell will be weaker than me, or even ineffective!"
The woman was overjoyed.
A special ability can completely change a person's position in the spiritual hierarchy.
For her, she will no longer be afraid of most low-end spells.
This ability will even become stronger as she practices, and it will also make her ignore more spells, and even spells and magical powers will find it difficult to show their power on her.
And the effect of this elixir goes far beyond that.
She was so happy that her face changed color.
