Nanming's people just went down the mountain in disgrace, and Tianfeng Old Taoist did not kill them. He just didn't want to deepen the feud between the two families in this generation.
Seeing Huan Xin lying on the ground, covered with scars, Master Tianfeng also frowned in distress, and then he and Qingyun carried Huan Xin in.
Fortunately, Huan Xin suffered only superficial injuries, and most of the force of Liu Feng's palm was removed by the golden scale armor. Otherwise, if this palm had hit Huan Xin's body firmly, his internal organs would have been damaged. , it may not be possible to recover after a year and a half.
Qingyun Lao Dao's injury was a little more serious than that of Huan Xin. After all, he was unprepared and received a full blow from Balbo.
At this time, the cold wave sword spirit flew out and revealed its true form. Tianfeng and Qingyun stood still at the same time and performed Taoist rituals to this "senior". The sword spirit looked at Huan Xin lying on the bed and sighed, Then he said: "He is really a genius. I only gave him a few words. The first time he used the Cold Wave Sword Technique, he was able to exert 20% of his skill. It's just that the martial soul in his body seemed to be sealed by something. What's going on? ?”
Tianfeng Yi cupped his hands and said: "Senior Jianhun is right. When this child was born, I realized that only the Wenqu Divine Soul was sealed in the body, while the Wuqu Divine Soul seemed to be sealed in the body. However, once, in order to save the child, I activated the Martial God Soul, and just now I was trying to save my senior brother, so the Martial Soul Soul seems to have been activated again."
Sword Soul fell into deep thought and nodded, "After all, he is the only one who has practiced the Divine Soul Art in these thousands of years. Of course we can't figure out what happened."
The man mentioned by Sword Soul is Mo Canxue who fought against the Demon King thousands of years ago, and is also the young man who keeps appearing in Heart-Calling Dreams.
Then the sword soul said nothing more, turned around and disappeared back into the sword.
When Huan Xin woke up, everything seemed to be calm again. Tianfeng Laodao and Qingyun were sitting quietly at the door of the hall, playing chess. After Huan Xin woke up, he got up with pain all over his body. After he regained consciousness, the first thing he thought of was the injured Uncle Qingyun, so he quickly got out of bed and ran out. After all, he fainted later. What happened? Not sure either.
When he came to the main hall and watched the two people playing chess, Huan Xin also breathed a relieved sigh of relief. He did not ask in a hurry, but walked over, grabbed Qingyun's left hand, and put two fingers on Qingyun's pulse.
Qingyun looked at Huoxin's actions with some confusion, and asked with some confusion: "What are you doing?"
Huan Xin smiled and said: "Uncle, I don't know. I once learned the "Xuanmen Manual of Xuanmen Medicine" by chance. I have often treated people in the past few years. I just want to see yours. How are the internal injuries?"
Qingyun laughed a little unexpectedly, turned to look at Tianfeng Laodao sitting opposite him, and said with some complaint: "Why didn't you tell me such a good thing?"
Tianfeng didn't raise his head, he held a chess piece in his hand and said thoughtfully: "You are in the plateau and mountains, and you don't have a mobile phone. What should I tell you? Besides, it's not an important thing. That time I was with Junior Brother Liu, and it was considered a one-time event." Good luck."
Qingyun smiled and nodded and said: "The lineage of Xuanmen medicine is already rare, let alone the lineage of Xuanmen medicine. This is considered a treasure that I, Bei Ming, have picked up."
Huan Xin carefully checked Qing Yun's pulse, then inserted silver needles into several of Qing Yun's large acupoints, and used Dao power to slowly transfer it into Uncle Qing Yun's body, and then slowly moved around his body to help Qing Yun relax. Invigorate the muscles and blood and open up the true energy. Afterwards, Huan Xin ran to the pharmacy again, grabbed a pair of Chinese medicine and started brewing it.
He told Uncle Qingyun that in fact, most of the injuries had been cured by Uncle Qingyun's powerful cultivation. The rest would be as good as before by taking three sets of Chinese medicine every day, within three days.
Qingyun looked at Huan Xin and smiled, and said teasingly: "This is your exclusive craft. What conditions do you have when passing it on?"
Huoxin thought about it and said, "No, you just want me to pass it on."
Qingyun said excitedly: "In that case, why not put him in the Sutra Collection Pavilion and let future generations of disciples carry forward this skill?"
Huan Xin nodded with a smile and said, "This is what my disciple meant. Since my uncle has said it, I will write it down now and give it to my uncle."
Huan Xin ran back to the room. Old Taoist Qingyun looked at Huan Xin's back with admiration and said to Tianfeng: "You think he has such a pure nature, how can he not be deceived in the future!"
Tianfeng glanced at him and said angrily: "Society is much more harmonious now. There are almost no scheming old monsters like you, that is, you, who can reach out and ask for other people's things."
"Who am I doing it for? Mysterious medicine has been lost for a long time. What a wonderful thing, am I doing it for myself?"
"Hey, we are all old. Leave the future matters to them. We should worry less and just live one day at a time." Tianfeng sighed and said.
Then the two of them didn't say anything, they were all focused on the chessboard.
Huan Xin finished writing the note and handed it into the hands of Senior Uncle Qingyun. Qingyun looked at the things in Huan Xin's hand and said somewhat pickyly: "You are really not good at this level. You are far behind your senior brother."
Huan Xin glanced at his mouth without saying anything, and Master Qingyun continued to say to him: "Put this book on the sixth bookshelf."
Huan Xin knew that the books on the sixth bookshelf were full of god-level techniques that could control the wind and rain and move mountains and seas. He asked with some doubts: "Is this manuscript so powerful? Is the sixth one too high?"
Qingyun looked at him and said: "Healing diseases and saving people is inherently meritorious. This handbook teaches that it is possible to bring the dead back to life. Not to mention the immeasurable merits, it is also miraculous in treating various injuries. Which bookshelf do you think he should be on?"
Qingyun said this, and Huanxin felt even more fortunate that he was lucky enough to learn the "Mysterious Physician's Notes".
Finally, after a game of chess was played, Qingyun looked up at Tianfeng with a smile, and said with some pride: "I only won half of your pieces this time. It seems that my chess skills have improved over the years."
Tianfeng also smiled and replied: "I won't let you unless I see you injured."
Then Tianfeng stood up and said to Huan Xin: "Pack your things, let's go home."
I was shocked, feeling that this happiness came too suddenly. But he was still a little worried and said: "But Uncle Master's injury..."
"Don't you say it's nothing serious! Your uncle will take the medicine himself, so don't worry!"
"Well, uncle, you have to take your medicine on time!"
Qingyun smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Well, next time I come back, I'm going to test your body-fixing spell."
"Haha, Master, I can rest assured that this disciple will practice hard!" Huan Xin assured Qing Yun, clasping his fists.
In this way, Huan Xin left here for the second time and embarked on the road home. On the way, the two of them performed the "Flying Wind Technique" together, and their Qinggong and Qinggong movements became much more proficient and refined than before.
Old Taoist Tianfeng told Huan Xin that they were actually practicing a part of the "Flying Wind Technique" called "Flying Wind Steps", and the real Swift Wind Technique was still in Nanming's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The long-haired old man Liu Feng used the technique. The method is also a serious one, "Flying Wind Technique", but it is also incomplete. There is no Swift Wind Step in it, so most of the techniques of the two schools are incomplete.
Patriarch Wang Tong brought back a lot of skills back then, but he also left some of them behind. The result was only determined by the outcome of the three-day and three-night battle. So from then on, Beiming's disciples determined to use the rest if they had the chance. All the skills were brought back to Beiming.
Later, Master Tianfeng also told Huan Xin about the three-year agreement. Huan Xin was very calm after hearing this. He felt that this arrangement was very reasonable. After all, he was the youngest disciple of Beiming now, so he should do something for the sect. .
