After Fei Yihe explained in detail, he took out a few bottles of Guyuan Dan and handed them to the two women, completing the Chengruo process of wooing each other.
Then Chen Qingyan planted a ban on the two women's Dantian.
After leaving each other's contact information, Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe were the only two people left in the room.
Time passed little by little.
Suddenly, the door of the private room was knocked again.
The person who came in this time was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with gray and white hair and a wrinkled face.
After asking, I found out that this man was only thirty-seven years old, only a few years older than Fei Yihe. The reason why he looked like this was because he had practiced a radical and evil technique.
Fei Yihe chose him because his fighting method was particularly unique. He fought against an inner disciple who held two magic weapons. In the end, he missed one move and missed the top ten.
This person is from Fei Yihe's golden ring. He was personally invited by Fei Yihe and promised many benefits and was full of sincerity.
"Ditch, were you a wild man?"
Chen Qingyan put two fingers on the other person's wrist. Seeing the other person nod in surprise, he continued: "No wonder the pulses are so different. The technique you practice is probably a kind of spirit subjugation to summon evil gods. You and that inner disciple The disciples fought against each other, but in the end they did not choose to welcome God, which shows that they are very clear-headed."
The old man named Dai Che stared seriously at the young man in front of him, "Are you a pharmacist?"
"That's right. He knows a thing or two about medicine." Chen Qingyan did not deny that in the past seven years, in addition to cultivating spiritual plants, he had also dabbled in many messy things.
Medicine is another skill that has successfully appeared in the "Art" column after "Shu Ming".
Can be imported.
From alchemy, weapon refining, formations, magic, and now medicine, Chen Qingyan has a vague understanding that every "art" is a path to practice.
In his understanding and conjecture, perhaps "melody", "painting", "calligraphy", etc. also have similar directions. This is probably the so-called "skills can advance to the Tao, and art can reach the gods."
It's just that he rarely found relevant descriptions in ancient and modern book records, and some foreign skills were still recorded and integrated into the "secret skills" to become the prerequisites for a certain magical power.
After getting started with "medicine", Chen Qingyan turned around and started studying "melody", hoping that his conjecture could be confirmed.
As time went by, Chen Qingyan gained a more in-depth understanding of the upper world.
It's just that the more you understand, the more confusion, doubts and confusion you have. Often you understand a certain thing, and then soon, the conjectures derived from this thing are like capillaries, with countless extra blood lines. , hundreds of new questions were born.
Not to mention finding the root cause, it is difficult to even sort out the derivative problems.
Fortunately, Chen Qingyan is not the kind of person who gets into trouble and doesn't look for trouble. When a problem arises and he realizes that he can't find the answer in the short term, he simply puts it away.
Now thinking about new "arts" is just for entertainment and passing time, but this thing has many benefits, the more the better, after all, more arts are not a burden.
"Seance requires moderation. Your body can't hold it for more than a few times. My suggestion is that before you become a monk, don't use it even once."
Dai Che's old face was extremely gloomy.
Chen Qingyan said without mercy, "It's a good thing that you didn't get the evil spirit. Your current body can't possibly carry any evil spirit. But inferior evil spirits and bone evil spirits can barely bear it."
Deitch said in a hoarse voice, "Can you help me heal?"
The old man knew his own body very well. Because of this, he was unwilling to use the magic spell even if he lost the competition.
"It's a little troublesome. It's a long-term treatment. In the early stage, I can give you acupuncture, take medicine to nourish the internal organs, and soak in medicinal baths to repair the hidden injuries caused by the trance. If you want to be completely cured, it will take five years at the fastest, and about ten years at the slowest time. "
After a long silence, Dai Che asked in a trembling voice: "Can I still become a monk in this life?"
Fei Yihe was also concerned. He invited this old man. If he couldn't become a monk and was still ill, he wouldn't have much value in training.
They need people with talent, not people with little talent.
"Yes." Chen Qingyan said firmly.
Chen Qingyan had been exposed to divine techniques. In fact, the arrival of Garuda, the eyeless Buddha, was an extremely overbearing divine technique and a Buddhist magical power.
This is the only way to forcefully enter the Xuantian Palace Alchemy Room.
People who practice this type of technique often have strong willpower and are easily immune to contamination. Dai Che belongs to this type of person. He is not low in talent and ability, but the trance is too much, and his potential is used up a bit. The oil has run out and the lamp has dried up.
If it weren't for Chen Qingyan's new skill, which was "Medicine" and his unusual grasp of alchemy, he would really be a little helpless.
Most monks are helpless in Dai Che's situation.
As soon as the word "can" comes out.
Dai Che quickly left the table and knelt firmly in front of Chen Qingyan with a cry of winter.
"Ask the medicine man to save me."
Fei Yihe stepped aside and remained silent.
Now Dai Che has seen that the leader here is actually the pharmacist in front of him.
"I will save you. You will also become a monk. But your life from now on is mine."
Chen Qingyan looked directly at the old man, the majesty radiating from his body was shocking.
This is the majesty of having been in a high position for a long time and saying nothing.
It was the first time Fei Yihe saw his friend look like this, and he felt nervous.
Dai Che kowtowed.
He had no choice. It was impossible for him to meet another pharmacist who could heal himself from other places. There were many pharmacists in the world, and he had met many, but none of them could heal him.
Now I finally meet a pharmacist who can find out the root cause of the disease just by looking at the pulse. Dai Che will not miss it no matter what. If his life is gone, what's the point of freedom?
Therefore, Chen Qingyan planted a ban on Dai Che.
He took out acupuncture on the spot and started treating him.
Later, some people came in one after another in the private room of this tea house. Some people came and left quickly, but more people stayed.
That night.
Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe left the teahouse.
After spending a day, they took in thirteen people.
Among these people, most were outsiders who came to participate in the martial arts at Gu Summit. Only two were outer disciples, and none were inner disciples.
Chen Qingyan was quite satisfied with this.
In this group of people, all are "young talents", capable talents like Fei Yihe. Among them, Dai Che has the best qualifications and the greatest potential. His temperament, courage, and skills are all the best.
...
The two of them took advantage of the darkness and returned to Lingu.
The next day.
The morning light is faint.
The main peak of Lin Valley, the largest and the middle part of the bone peak, was full of people in the square.
There are huge crowds of people.
ps: I suddenly received a lot of monthly tickets at the end of the month, kukuku... thank you.
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