There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

What do you mean?

Chen Banxian was inexplicably panicked and couldn't help but want to run as he watched the eldest lady getting closer and closer.

However, as soon as he turned around, the liver cancer patient who was being chased by the eldest lady looked at him, and his face suddenly became surprised!

Very good!

He shouted and sprinted towards Chen Banxian, as if he saw his savior.

Chen Banxian's heart trembled and he looked back. The passers-by had already run away.

He was looking back, and happened to be seen by the eldest lady. The eldest lady flying with the sword exclaimed and took a breath!

I, Zhang Laozong, a direct descendant of Su Su, have never seen such a terminally ill person!

She quickly gave up on the previous man: It's just you! You are seriously ill, I have to save you immediately!

Chen Banxian turned around weakly. When he saw that the pile of scalpels was not a good thing, he hurriedly wanted to run away.

However, his body is now lacking in energy, so where can he run? He was quickly caught up.

The eldest lady grabbed him, squeezed him, grabbed him, put him on her shoulders, and fled quickly towards the city lord's palace.

Put me down! Chen Banxian was terrified, feeling that something was wrong.

He quickly contacted the immortal weapon: Give me some energy first. Stop sucking it. If I die, you will lose money!

It's a pity that the immortal weapon ignored him at all and didn't give him the slightest chance.

But the eldest lady still made trouble: Don't worry, I am a direct disciple of Zhang Laozong's medical lineage. I have learned my skills for three years, and I have rich practical experience and a lot of accumulated experience and knowledge!

Her words were not shocking, but she even said nonsense: Your body is seriously lacking vitality. I can tell at a glance that you have a tumor, and it must be in the advanced stage.

Don't worry, I have superb medical skills and will definitely bring you back to life!

Su Su's face was full of confidence, which made Chen Banxian look as ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

Yuan Zong, how could you, an old man, resurrect this man?

He couldn't help himself, and was taken back to the city lord's palace by the woman, who pressed her down on the bed and opened the scalpel in a row with great interest.

Let me see, which internal tumor of yours should I look for first?

Are you still looking for tumors? What's your aura for?

Chen Banxian was dumbfounded, but Susu's words made him even dumber:

I don't have enough spiritual energy. I have to wait until you bleed heavily to use it. It can only be used once.

Listen, is this human talk?

The Lord of Hell has to call you Master.

He was unable to resist, and just as the scalpel was about to fall, the door was pushed open.

A dignified-looking woman in plain clothes came over: Susu, didn't you say you would go to the enlightenment place? Why can't I find you anywhere?

He glanced at Chen Banxian and the girl on the bed, and there was no misunderstanding.

You're playing games again. I've already told you that you can't treat people without going to the place of enlightenment.

She stepped forward and untied Su Su's restraints on Chen Banxian: Why are you so disobedient? Especially since you are the one doing it.

Master, don't you? Su Su playfully stuck out her tongue: If someone else dies, you can heal him.

I have helped you heal thousands of people.

Master Susu looked helpless: If you go out for a walk now, who wouldn't be afraid of you?

But a great medical saint needs to be tempered in actual combat.

Su Su's face was full of justice: It doesn't matter if they are afraid of me now. When I become a master of medicine in the future, they will beg me to treat their illnesses.

Your future will exhaust me to death. The woman sighed, then her eyes locked on Chen Banxian.

The withered body made a look of surprise appear on her face.

Eh? The woman was surprised: You actually found a difficult and complicated disease.

He looked carefully at the weak man on the bed, looking around and asking questions.

Finally, her fingers were placed on his pulse and she began to recite the symptoms:

What a dirty pulse!

There is no stomach, no spirit, and no root. It is due to severe disease, exhaustion of vitality, and failure of stomach qi. It is a dead pulse.

She became serious, observed carefully, and tried to input a little spiritual energy.

The aura disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made her sigh:

Sparrows peck three or five times in a row, a drop of water falls from the leak in the house for half a day, the slings and stones fall apart when they are hard to find, the fingers are scattered and they are really unraveled, the fish seem to be flying but not seem to be there, the shrimps and shrimps jump in silence, and even the cauldron is boiling. It surges like a soup, and you don't need medicine when you're ready to die in the evening.

Master, I don't understand. Su Su stared at her innocent eyes.

The woman shook her head: I told you to read more books, and you still said you knew it. This is covered by the Death Vein Final.

To put it in three simple words, it's hopeless.

Wait to die!

After saying this, the woman stood up and said, Inform the family members and choose a time to bury him.

Wait a minute!

Before Su Su could speak, Chen Banxian had already raised his hand: I think I can still save him a little bit.

He stood up weakly, finally seeing a cultivator who couldn't miss it.

Girl, I am actually a member of the Taoist Sect. I was harmed by some unreasonable evil thing to avoid becoming like this. As long as you help me contact the leader of the Taoist Sect, I will agree to whatever you want.

He couldn't muster any energy now, let alone contact Taoism. He couldn't even walk a few steps without gasping for air.

This piece of shit like Yuan Zong does a lot of harm to people!

Taoist? The woman was surprised: Where did you get this name?

But she didn't take it to heart: Forget it, you will die if you don't make it through tonight. It's useless for me to contact you.

She turned and left: You should leave a suicide note. During the day, the yang energy will still support you. When the yin energy comes together at night, your soul will return to the underworld.

She is very confident in her medical skills and is modeled after Su Su.

Wait a minute!

Chen Banxian kept her: Do you dare to make a bet? If I don't die tonight, you will help me contact the Taoist Sect!

No bet. Master Su Su refused him directly: I have to take Su Su to the place of enlightenment soon, and I don't have time to bet with you.

Then take me with you! Aren't your doctors treating illnesses and saving people? Are you going to die without saving them?

Chen Banxian had to use moral kidnapping tactics.

His words really spoke to the woman's heart.

She frowned. Even if she knew that Chen Banxian was kidnapping her morally, she had to admit that her purpose in studying medicine was to treat illnesses and save people.

Okay, then I'll take you with me.

She waved her hand and held out a medicinal gourd, and suddenly the unique bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air and hit people's minds.

Chen Banxian felt herself being lifted up by a force and thrown onto the gourd at will. She controlled the gourd and soared into the sky.

Master, where is the place of enlightenment? Su Su curiously looked around on the gourd, her face full of curiosity.

The place of enlightenment is in a far away place called Qingzhi Country, which is under the jurisdiction of the Jianlan Sect.

She added: A person can only enter that place once in a lifetime, so you must be careful when you go there and don't cause trouble. We medical students treat illnesses and save people. As long as we don't stir up trouble, the cultivators generally won't take the initiative to trouble us.

As she said this, Chen Banxian suddenly sat up in a fit of sickness after hearing this:

What! Are you going to Qingzhi Country?

He seemed to have thought of something, and added: Baping Mountain in Qingzhi Country?

you know?

The woman was surprised again. If Chen Banxian knew about the Taoist Sect, she would not be surprised. After all, the fact that Chen Changsheng, the leader of the sect, had survived the catastrophe and achieved Mahayana, and was already a quasi-immortal, had gone viral in the cultivation world.

It is not unusual for mortals to hear two sentences.

But if you know the Baping Mountain of Qingzhi Country, it will not be simple.

She couldn't help but re-examine this person who would not survive today, and carefully sensed that there was indeed no spiritual energy in his body, and he did not look like a practitioner.

Don't look at it. I am really a monk. I was assassinated and it will take some time to recover.

Chen Banxian was helpless, If you contact Chen Changsheng now, he will tell you my identity.

Chen Banxian knew Chen Changsheng's full name, which finally convinced the woman that even if Chen Banxian was not a monk, he was inextricably related to him.

But how can I, a little monk, contact the master of the Taoist sect?

She smiled helplessly, making Chen Banxian even more helpless.

Yes, why did he forget about this?

Chen Changsheng's status is so great that he is now consolidating himself. Those who can see him are usually the sect leaders of various sects and the level of supreme elders.

This little monk didn't even have a chance to get into someone's ears.

Since you are a monk, I can try to heal you. The journey is boring anyway.

The woman spoke softly and chose to treat Chen Banxian while rushing on her way.

However, in the end, it was discovered that as long as the spiritual energy was input, Chen Banxian's condition would be much better and all other acupuncture points would be useless.

During this process, Chen Banxian also learned about her identity. Her name was Ziyuan, and she was the successor of Zhang Laozong's Eight Meridians of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Nowadays, the medical talent is withering, and there are only three of them including her and Su Su.

The third remaining person is Ziyuan's master, and he has established a single lineage.

Su Su boldly raised her hand: I will definitely become a medical saint and carry forward my medical lineage. By then, there will be countless disciples, and the entire cultivation world will seek treatment from people with my medical lineage when they are sick.

You are really not afraid of flashing your tongue when you speak.

Chen Banxian looked at her sideways: That's good, but there is a problem that I still don't understand.

What's the problem? Su Su asked curiously, and saw Chen Banxian sitting up with difficulty: The problem is, I have never heard of any monk getting sick.

This sentence immediately made Susu's face turn pale.

Ziyuan also looked dimly. Indeed, Chinese medicine is not suitable for development in the world of spiritual practice.

If you ask me, you can actually think differently.

Chen Banxian was good at tempting: There are few diseases in the cultivation world, so you can't use your skills and develop your medical skills. Why not go to a place with many diseases and thoroughly take root and bear fruit? Isn't it delicious?

But, how can there be such a place in this world?

Ziyuan shook her head and smiled: There must be a reason for our medical pulse to exist. Even if there are only a few people to save, being able to save one person is a great merit.

That's wrong!

Chen Banxian interrupted her directly: I know there is a place where people often get sick, not just physically, but also mentally ill. I know your medical skills can save them.

Besides, I think the world is sick and needs your help!

Chen Banxian issued a sincere invitation: I believe that Zhang Laozong's medical lineage must take root there and carry forward the medical method of treating diseases and saving lives!

Come and join a group. There is a guy in the group who said that if the number reaches 100, he will wear women's clothing.