Medical Immortal (2)

Chapter 3

After figuring out the current situation, Ji Changze made a choice from his mind, touched the wall, and relied on his ear power to find a cave and start practicing.

Previously, the original owner was asked to help with the treatment, but the original owner said he could not cure it.

The other party saw that he had no spiritual power, so the head of the family he was being helped by became angry and kicked out.

To be honest, the head of this family has such a good temper. He knew that he had been deceived for so many days and had been calling a mortal a fairy for so long. When he revealed the truth, he actually just kicked the person out instead of beating him up. He has a really bad temper. Is good.

However, it cannot be ruled out that the original owner's skin is really good at deceiving people.

Ji Changze dug a hole in the cave, took out a fire stick from his arms and lit a fire.

You deserve speed training.

After staying in the cave for three days, he succeeded... without developing any skills.

This is not a game that can be accomplished in three days. Even if he takes drugs, he is not so fast. In the cave, he is just experimenting one by one to see which of his skills can be used in this world.

It is impossible to improve one's strength in three days, but it is still possible to refine the medicine.

As for the lack of spiritual power in his body.

If you keep at it, you will always get through it.

When the three days were up, Ji Changze put out the fire on the ground, found the elixir he had prepared inside, and went down the mountain.

He followed the route in the original owner's memory and walked straight to the gate of the big family he had used before.

This large family that was hosted by the original owner was the Xiyu family in Dandong.

To a mortal, it was a real big family, occupying a large area, having many clansmen, and being the richest in the world, but compared to the immortal masters from the Eastern Continent, they were like ants.

Therefore, when the original owner stayed overnight, everyone in the family, from the owner to the servants, were polite to him.

But that was the past.

This so-called "immortal master" actually had no spiritual power. He couldn't even stop the darts thrown by their young master. He was kicked out by the clan leader. This matter had long spread throughout the Xiyu family.

The boy guarding the door was joking with another boy when he saw someone coming from a distance and stood up straight.

Before he could even show his smile and ask questions, he saw that the person in front of him had a white cloth on his face, fluttering fairy clothes on his body, and his black hair was tied up with a hosta. You can't help but feel awe at the sight of this person. It was the "immortal master" who was revealed to be a mortal before.

The two looked at each other, wondering why this "immortal master" who was so taciturn when he was a guest in the mansion could not see.

One of them saw Ji Changze going up the steps to come to the door. After hesitating for a few times, he stepped forward to stop him.

"Master Immortal, the master has said that you will not be allowed to come to our house. Please go elsewhere."

He didn't have a bad attitude, nor did he laugh at Ji Changze, a mortal pretending to be a cultivator. Although he was not as respectful as usual, he was still very polite and called him an immortal master.

This is the shrewdness of the original owner.

He knows what a cultivator represents to mortals, so he always puts on an airs. Even when it was revealed that he had no spiritual power, he did not show any panic on his face. Instead, he looked as if he was offended. He left here expressionlessly and without saying a word.

You could say he was guilty, or you could say he left in embarrassment.

But that good appearance, coupled with that attitude, can easily arouse fear in the hearts of mortals who dare not offend the cultivators.

I couldn't help but start thinking about it.

Is there any misunderstanding?

This immortal master doesn't look guilty at all.

It seemed like he was too lazy to explain.

The original owner's bet was that they still had awe in their hearts and did not dare to retaliate against him. Facts have proved that he was right. Mortals did not dare to retaliate against him, even if he did not have any spiritual power in his body.

Coupled with the fact that the patriarch of the Xiyu family is really good at sex, this saved the original owner from a severe beating.

Ji Changze stopped, his eyes covered by white cloth were closed, like the original owner, his face had no expression, he could say a word but not two:

"Tell the head of the Xiyu family that I can save her."

In the past few days, the news about why the Immortal Master was driven away has spread throughout the whole mansion. Everyone also knows that the fake Immortal Master was driven away because the True Immortal Master came to stay temporarily in the mansion. Some of the True Immortal Masters thought they were injured. A young cultivator.

When Ji Changze said this, the boy understood.

He was supposed to give the mortal Ji Changze in front of him a hard blow and scold him, "You're still pretending," but for some reason, as soon as he came into contact with Ji Changze's blindfolded face, there was only one word left in his body:

Coward.

"Hey, please wait here. I will go into the house and inform the master right now."

After the boy finished speaking, he was about to enter the house. The boy standing there quickly grabbed him.

"Do you really want to report to the master? Didn't those immortal masters say that before? This immortal master has no spiritual power and is just a mortal."

The boy quietly pointed in the direction of Ji Changze and whispered: "Look at the immortal master, how does he look like a mortal?"

Hearing his words, another boy frowned slightly: "Those immortal masters all said that he is..."

His eyes fell on Ji Changze.

At this moment, a man in white clothes was standing there. Although his eyes were covered with white cloth, it did not hinder his appearance. His face was as white as jade and his outline was clear.

Her black hair was tied up with a hosta, and some strands of hair fell down on both sides of her forehead. Although a piece of the sleeve of the white clothes she was wearing was torn off, it didn't make people feel tattered at all, but it added a bit of wantonness out of thin air.

It happened that a breeze blew at this moment, and the white cloth tied behind the head floated slightly. This scene looked like a painting.

Boy: "..."

He was beginning to doubt himself now too.

Can a mortal have such a temperament? !

Can a mortal have such immortal energy all over his body?

No matter whether he looks at it horizontally, vertically or up and down, this person is clearly an immortal master.

"Look, right? I was wondering if there is any misunderstanding. I heard that in the Eastern Continent, immortal masters with low cultivation levels cannot see the spiritual power of immortal masters with high cultivation levels."

"But don't immortal masters have body-protecting spiritual power? This has been with them since they started practicing, but the young master's darts can hit him..."

As soon as this question came up, the other boy had nothing to say.

"Well... Anyway, let's report it directly. Even if the master disappears, the immortal master will definitely not blame us."

"That's right, then go quickly."

Ji Changze stood far away, listening to the whispers they thought he couldn't hear.

After the discussion was over, one of the boys went into the house to report.

He was also patient and just stood there waiting.

It was also a coincidence that when the young man found the head of the Xiyu family, he was bringing a mortal doctor to treat the injured young monk.

This doctor was very famous in Dandong and could be called a famous doctor. However, when he entered the room, he saw the dying man lying on the bed, with only one leg and one arm left. Even though the blood on his face was carefully wiped clean, , there was still blood flowing out slowly, the girl still shook her head, looking embarrassed.

The woman who was sitting beside the bed, carefully wiping the sweat from the girl's forehead, saw disappointment in her eyes and gritted her teeth slightly.

The head of the Xiyu family quickly asked: "You are a famous doctor in Dandong, are you really at your wits' end? You don't want to cure this little immortal master, you just want to save his life."

The white-haired doctor shook his head: "Although I am famous, I am not a medical practitioner. I just have some experience in treating ordinary people. This little immortal master now has no legs and arms, and there is still a strange beast hidden in his body." The poison is really incurable.”

The woman sitting next to the bed stood up suddenly and threw the handkerchief into the basin next to the bed:

"I've told you a long time ago that it's useless to look for mortals. We might as well return to the Eastern Continent with our thoughts on New Year's Eve. My master has a good relationship with Yuan Xiuzhenren. If we beg her, we might be able to save her."

A young disciple who also looked disappointed heard her words and said angrily:

"How can we bring her back to the Eastern Continent? Nian Nian can't fly with a sword at all like this. The carriage was bumpy along the way. She will be dead by the time we get back."

The woman said: "That's better than staring at us here. Her injury can only be cured by medical practitioners. Most of the medical practitioners live in seclusion and are rare in the Eastern Continent. How can we find medical practitioners in Dandong? Let's go back She may still survive, but waiting here is really a dead end. "

"A dead end? Who is it because of a dead end every year?" The young disciple's face became even more angry, and he stood up to face the woman: "If you hadn't pushed her, would she have been injured like this by a strange beast?!"

The woman was also angry: "I told you I didn't!"

"You have been targeting her along the way. I saw someone pushing her in with my own eyes. Who else could it be if it wasn't you!"

The young cultivators who wore the same clothes as the woman helped the woman start talking.

"What is the attitude of your True Fire Sect? Your own disciple was injured, which delayed our travel. Senior Sister Yan was kind enough to take her back to the Eastern Continent. You are ungrateful and you actually have the nerve to blame Senior Sister Yan."

"I think your Tianyun Sect bullied people too much. It was clearly this woman who pushed my junior sister, and now my junior sister has to take her back to the Eastern Continent even though she can't move. It's a long and tiring journey, and my junior sister can't bear it. "

"It's you who don't recognize good people's hearts!"

"You were the one who harmed people first!"

"It's you!"

"It's your fault!"

The disciples from the two sects who came out this time were all very young, and they started to quarrel while facing each other.

At the end of the quarrel, everyone drew their swords and looked like they were about to fight.

The head of the Xiyu family and the old doctor were so frightened that they took several steps back, fearing that these immortal masters would fight and implicate them, mortals.

In the end, Master Jingniansi, the only golden elixir monk present who was over 250 years old and an elder of the True Fire Sect, said with a gloomy face: "Okay."

"We're just staying at someone else's house, so what's it like to make such a fuss?"

As soon as he said these words, the disciples on both sides also remembered that there were mortals watching, and their expressions suddenly became sarcastic.

However, when the head of the Xiyu family heard what he said, he quickly flattered him and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Immortal masters, do whatever you want. Even if the house here is demolished, it will be a blessing to our Xiyu family."

All disciples: "..."

As soon as these words came out, they were even more embarrassed to fight.

Although Jing Niansi's master has just turned 250 years old this year, his appearance remains the same as when he was twenty-five years old. He looks like a somewhat stable young man.

His famous name is Linhai, the disciples in the sect call him Elder, and the other sects call him Linhai Zhenren.

Zhe Linhai has lived for 250 years and has never accepted a disciple. This time, when he went out, he met Jing Niansi, a young disciple with a good spiritual root. He was very happy.

After all, don’t mortals value a good start?

He accepted such a disciple with a good spiritual root for the first time, and he must be not much worse in the future.

As a result, he was not happy for a few days. He was just imagining his old age after 500 years of being supported by his disciples, and the little disciple became like this.

A 14-year-old child, one leg and one arm were missing, her face was disfigured, and bleeding. This is a girl. Let’s not talk about how she will live after surviving, just whether she can survive now is a problem.

Therefore, Ze Linhai’s mood has not been very good.

For the past three days, he has been sitting by the little disciple’s bed, supplying her with spiritual power. He is exhausted, and he has to listen to these disciples chirping like birds. He almost wants to sew their mouths shut.

But he can’t.

If this happened in his own sect, he could still get angry. When he went out with a group of children, he was a leader. He could only suppress his anger, take a deep breath, and pretend to be calm.

While the spiritual power in his hand was continuously transmitted, his eyes fell on Yan Xiangfeng next to him: "Nian Si's injury is originally my True Fire Sect's own business. Thank you for staying and helping me these days. Since the Tianyun Sect is here to travel, let's say goodbye today."

He didn't use a negotiating tone, but directly used an affirmative tone.

Yan Xiangfeng liked her senior brother, and she was jealous of Jing Nian Si. Now the disciples of the True Fire Sect said that they saw Jing Nian Si being pushed out with their own eyes. The biggest suspect is Yan Xiangfeng.

After all, every disciple of their True Fire Sect likes Jing Nian Si very much. They call each other "little junior sister". The True Fire Sect is a famous male army. There are no female disciples in this generation of young people.

The youngest woman was of the same generation as Ze Linhai. Now that they finally had a little junior sister, these young disciples were so fond of her that they could not wait to harm her.

Even if it was not Yan Xiangfeng, the person who pushed Jing Niansi must be from their Tianyun Sect. Ze Linhai would not be so stupid to let a venomous snake who harmed Jing Niansi follow him.

What if that person harmed others again?

Although Ze Linhai spoke beautifully, it can be summed up in one sentence.

This is our own business. Don't bother with it. Please get out of here.

Although they are a small sect, they are not to the point of kneeling and licking their own disciples.

Yan Xiangfeng refused to leave.

"There are demon cultivators rampaging around here. Although we, the disciples of Tianyun Sect, are not of high generation, we are all in the fusion stage. Now that Jing Niansi is injured, it is not easy for you to travel. Why don't you go with us?"

She said this with good intentions, but because of her always hard way of speaking, the disciples of Zhenhuo Sect were immediately more angry.

"What do you mean by that? Although our True Fire Sect is a small sect, it's not like we don't even have a fusion device."

"It's obviously you who harmed Nian Nian, and now you're pretending to be doing it for our Nian Nian's good."

When the True Fire Sect disciples said this, the Tianyun Sect disciples also got angry.

"Are you being unreasonable? Senior Sister Yan meant well, do you have to misinterpret it like this!"

"What good intentions can she have for Nian Nian? Didn't she target my junior sister before? Now that my junior sister has been harmed like this, she's pretending to be sympathetic. I don't know if she feels guilty or wants to stay and harm my junior sister."

Ze Linhai watched a group of people quarreling again, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

Otherwise, why do you say that bringing the younger generation out to make money, huh, training is a hard job, the little guys haven't grown up yet, they get angry and explode, their cultivation is not high, but their voices are high.

Seeing that they were quarreling more and more, Ze Linhai really wanted to slam the table.

Fortunately, when the two sides were arguing fiercely, the servant outside the door ran in and quietly told the Xiyu family master who stood far away, fearing that the fight between the little immortal masters would affect others, that Ji Changze had returned again.

The Xiyu family master frowned: "He dares to come back?"

"Yes, the servant who guards the door said that the immortal... that liar kept saying that he could cure the little immortal master. Because he was too sure, the gatekeeper did not dare to drive him away directly, so he came in to report to you, please make a decision."

What decision?

The little immortal masters who were quarreling in front of them were real immortal masters.

After all, they had only lived here for three days, and they had demolished five pavilions, three houses, and broken 89 floor tiles in the garden.

Last time, two little immortal masters from different sects fought because of a disagreement, right by the pond, and no one knew whose move was off and hit the lake directly.

After that, dead fish floated on the lake.

Although the fish were raised by the old master for viewing and not for eating or fighting, the two sects felt bad about this and gave him the jade pendant, so the Xiyu master still thought it was a good deal.

The fighting power is here, and the Xiyu master doesn't believe that they are fake.

These little immortal masters have said that Ji Changze is fake, so he must be fake.

"Don't worry about him, he's just a liar. I didn't bother with him, but he had the nerve to come again."

The servant nodded and was about to turn around and leave. He saw these little immortal masters fighting again from the corner of his eyes. He twitched his eyes and asked in a low voice hesitantly: "But he swore that he could cure the little immortal master. I thought, if he was really fake, how could he have the courage to deceive the immortal masters when he knew there were real immortal masters here?"

The head of the Xiyu family thought the same thing. Just as he was hesitating, Ze Linhai, who was sitting next to him on the bed and wanted to throw all the chattering kids out of the room, twitched his ears slightly.

"Since he said it can be cured, let him do it."

The head of the Xiyu family was startled by his sudden words. He hesitated after hearing what he said: "But the little immortal masters said that he has no spiritual power, so he is a liar."

"It doesn't matter, let him try."

Anyway, this is how we think about the new year now, treating a dead horse like a living horse.

Seeing that Master Xian was speaking, the head of the Xiyu family also nodded and signaled the servant to go out and invite the person back.

The young man who had never been involved in the verbal fight between the two sects did not miss this scene. He shook his head with a sad expression and said to Ze Linhai: "Master, that man is a liar. He has no spiritual energy in his body. He is simply a mortal pretending to be a monk. How can you let him heal Nian Nian when he cheats on you with food and drink?"

Linhai didn't look at him, and said in a neither salty nor cool tone: "It doesn't work now, why not let that person try, anyway, it won't be worse than now."

After saying that, he listened to the young man sigh again, without any fluctuation in his heart.

This young man is the son of the leader of the Tianyun Sect. He is tall, good-looking, and polite to everyone. He is only nineteen years old and has reached the early stage of his cultivation. He will definitely reach the golden elixir in less than ten years.

Logically speaking, such a junior should be very popular with his elders, but Linhai just couldn't like him.

First of all, when he was nineteen years old, he fell in love with Jingniansi, who could be called the best in the Eastern Continent when he was only fourteen years old, and started to pursue her directly.

And even after Jingniansi made it clear that she didn't like him and just wanted to practice and eat and drink, she still persisted in pursuing him.

As a master who pays homage to his years, Ze Linhai doesn't like him doing this very much.

Secondly, he kept saying that he liked Jingniansi, but he didn't pay any attention to Yan Xiangfeng, who was jealous because of his liking. He targeted Jingniansi in various ways. This kind of liking was too uneasy.

Finally, after Jingniansi was injured, Linhai had to guard the convoy to avoid being attacked by strange beasts. To input spiritual power into Jingniansi, only young disciples with low cultivation and limited spiritual power storage could come.

They will be very tired after typing for a while, so they can only rotate.

Along the way, all the disciples of the True Fire Sect were being transported in turns, and even some disciples of the Tianyun Sect were being transported, including Yan Xiangfeng, who was suspected of pushing the New Year Thoughts.

Love rivals are not stingy with this little spiritual power to save people, but he who always likes to pay tribute to the new year has never sent any spiritual power out.

But on the surface, he looked sad for what happened to Jingniansi.

Linhai didn't want to push anything, nor did he want to play a game of finding fault, but subconsciously he didn't like Wang Huli, the next generation leader of the Tianyun Sect.

Seeing that Linhai's attitude towards him was not very enthusiastic, Wang Huli's eyes flashed with displeasure, and then he hid it.

He looked down at the disfigured Niansi, who had lost one leg and one arm, his eyes full of coldness.

Jingniansi will definitely not survive for a few days.

What a pity for her pretty face.

But she had to blame herself. If she hadn't been ignorant and rejected his advances, it wouldn't be like this.

It was also her bad luck. He didn't want to kill her at first, but when he saw Yan Xiangfeng standing there, he pushed her. If Jing Niansi was suspicious, he would only doubt Yan Xiangfeng, so he just pushed her casually.

I originally thought it was just to scare her or disfigure her, but I didn't expect the alien beast to be so cruel.

Wang Huli felt guilty at first, but he soon calmed down.

Anyway, Jingniansi won't live long. As long as she dies, no one will know what he did. If the Zhenhuo Sect is to be blamed, it must be Yan Xiangfeng, not him.

Yan Xiangfeng insisted on staying to help these days, and Wang Huli agreed to stay just so that he could feel at ease watching Jingnian Si die.

He was already quite certain that Jing Nian Si would die.

With such a wound, let alone a mortal liar, even the real Yuan Xiu who Yan Xiangfeng said could not be saved.

He was full of confidence, and the young disciples on both sides were still arguing.

While they were arguing, a young disciple of the True Fire Sect suddenly came to his senses: "You are still cultivating here every year, aren't we disturbing her by arguing here?!"

Linhai rolled his eyes.

My little ancestors, you finally discovered it.

The young disciples of Tianyun Sect thought the same thing: "Okay! We won't disturb her, let's go out and make a noise!"

Then it is close to the sea; "..."

The two parties reached a consensus and went out the door noisily.

He watched helplessly as the head of the Xiyu family hurriedly called the boy at the door and whispered (but he could hear him as a Jindan monk):

"Hurry up and run in front of these little immortal masters. If there is anything valuable in front of them, hurry up and have it moved away. Also, fish fry have just fallen by the lake. Don't let the little immortal masters go there. It cost a lot of money to buy.”

The boy got the order and hurried off.

Then Linhai sighed deeply.

Look, what they have forced people into.

Shame on you.

Fortunately, not all the disciples lost their minds. At least Yan Xiangfeng and a fifteen-year-old disciple of the Zhenhuo Sect came back.

Then Linhai felt a little relieved in his heart.

Sure enough, there are still sensible children.

Then he saw the young disciple running to his side, looking at Wang Huli and Yan Xiangfeng warily, and whispering to him: "Uncle, I just saw Yan Xiangfeng suddenly enter the room. She might do something bad to the little sister. We have to be careful."

Yan Xiangfeng heard it and exploded: "I said it wasn't me!"

"If it wasn't you, who else would it be? You are the only one who hates the little sister!"

"Did you see me push her with your own eyes? Show me the evidence."

"Although I didn't see your face, I saw your hand. Who else would push my little sister except you?"

"I said I didn't!"

"You are still pretending, it's you!"

Ze Linhai: "..."

He took a deep breath and looked at the bed that he had already soundproofed.

Not angry, not angry.

He is a very stable, gentle, and never angry elder.

Be warm like spring when facing the younger generation.

Yes, that's right.

Ji Changze came in such an environment.

The servant led the way, opened the door, and said to the head of the Xiyu family: "Master, the immortal master is here."

The people in the room were attracted and glanced over subconsciously, and then they saw the blindfolded Ji Changze.

They were all stunned.

Weren't his eyes fine three days ago?

The head of the Xiyu family was also stunned, hesitating about how to treat Ji Changze, and finally decided to be polite.

"Immortal master, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Nothing, it will be fine after a while."

Ji Changze spoke, his voice was clear and cold, but it didn't make people feel cold at all, it was the kind of calm and unruffled tone.

Then, under the gaze of several pairs of eyes in the room, he just covered himself with a white cloth, walked into the room steadily, and stood beside the bed where Jing Niansi was lying.

Wang Huli looked at him suspiciously, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ji Changze's eyes, and found that he really didn't react at all. He felt the spiritual power on his body again, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

His expression was straight, and he was speaking righteously: "Master Xiyu, this person has no spiritual power, so you'd better not call him Master."

Ji Changze turned slightly: "Hasn't your elder taught you etiquette? Since you know I'm blind, why do you still do this?"

Wang Huli's expression froze, and he took back his hand in front of Ji Changze.

"Sorry, it's just that you pretended to be a cultivator to deceive Master Xiyu before, so I suspect that your blindness is also fake. If it offends me, please forgive me."

This means that Ji Changze lied first, so he would disregard etiquette.

Ji Changze's expression was still the same, and his words were short: "How do you judge that I am a fake cultivator."

Does this need to be judged?

Can a cultivator without spiritual power still be called a cultivator?

Wang Huli wanted to slap Ji Changze in the face, but with so many people watching here, he had to maintain his polite personality, so he could only pull the corner of his mouth and tap Ji Changze's sleeve with the hilt of the sword.

"All cultivators have spiritual power to protect their bodies, but you don't."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Spiritual power to protect the body is what every cultivator has when they just cultivate spiritual power. How can you be called a cultivator without spiritual power to protect the body?"

The blindfolded "cultivator" in white sat down accurately on the bed.

The slender hand passed over Jing Niansi.

Wang Huli saw that he neither pinched the magic formula nor used spiritual power, and was more certain that he was just a mortal.

"Your Excellency should stop pretending. You have no spiritual power at all. Even a medical cultivator cannot have any spiritual power at all..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

Yan Xiangfeng also opened her eyes wide, and took a few steps forward in surprise and disbelief, looking at the scene on the bed: "This, this..."

Everyone looked at Jing Niansi on the bed, shocked and unable to make a sound.

The whole audience was silent, and all eyes fell on Ji Changze's men.

The head of the Xiyu family was even more shocked. He pointed his finger in disbelief in the direction of Jing Niansi, and his words were trembling with excitement: "The arm, the arm has grown... My God..."

I saw that where the hand passed, a little starlight floated out from the air and fell on Jing Niansi's injuries. The broken hand and short leg grew out little by little.

Some starlight fell on her disfigured face, and slowly melted after a tentative touch, and the face that was originally full of hideous scars also restored its original whiteness and tenderness.

This process was not long, it was very slow.

Everyone held their breath and did not speak, watching Ji Changze's hand reach the air above Jing Niansi's feet.

The foot that was swallowed by the beast along with one leg also grew out under the shining starlight.

Now Jing Niansi's face has returned to its exquisiteness, with all her hands and feet, and even her complexion has become ruddy, and her breathing is very even.

Everyone's expression is shocked, as if they have seen a miracle that cannot exist.

But the expression on the face of the miracle maker Ji Changze remained calm, his eyes covered by the white cloth did not even tremble, and he withdrew his hand steadily.

"It's done."

Ze Linhai trembled with his hands and hurried forward to check the little disciple. After confirming that the condition was really stable and he looked completely uninjured, he was excited after ecstasy.

"How did you do this? Even a medical practitioner in the Mahayana period can't turn bones into flesh."

He had always thought that it would be good if Jing Nian Si could keep his life. As for his body, he could only work hard to cultivate and wait until he reached the Nascent Soul stage. Then he would see if he could disperse his body and live with the Nascent Soul.

Unexpectedly, now, his little disciple's hands and feet grew back under his nose.

Even Wang Huli, who had been full of contempt for Ji Changze before, didn't care about being slapped in the face.

His mind was full of thoughts that if someone with such ability could join their Tianyun Sect, Tianyun Sect would definitely be able to become a major sect.

Ji Changze stood up and gave them a place to observe Jing Nian Si, but after standing up, he shook his body and held the table as if he was unsteady.

"Oh, Master, Master, are you okay?"

The head of the Xiyu family ran over with weak legs to support Ji Changze. After supporting him, he quickly began to confess: "I'm sorry, Master. I was blind and ignorant before. I actually blamed you wrongly. Please don't blame me. I know I was wrong. I'm really sorry."

Ji Changze's lips turned pale and he waved his hands slightly. His voice was still calm, but a little weaker: "Nothing."

Ze Linhai noticed his weakness, and quickly stood up and bowed to Ji Changze: "Thank you, Master. You were fine just now. Now you are like this suddenly. Is it because you saved my disciple?"

"I'm fine."

After saying this coldly, the blind monk in white clothes coughed very "weakly".

This doesn't look like he's fine at all.

Ze Linhai hurriedly said: "Master, are you really okay? Did you use too much spiritual power just now? I have some spiritual medicine here, why don't you take it to replenish it?"

Ji Changze shook his head and refused, saying "very weak, very weak", but his tone was still calm: "It's just a problem with our practice. There is always a price to pay to save people."

Ze Linhai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

He said, what kind of medical practitioner can be so powerful, reviving the dead, even the medical practitioners who have ascended to heaven can't do it.

Ji Changze's words made him clear.

"Could it be that Master is a pure medical practitioner?"

This line of medical practitioners is a legend in the East Continent.

Other medical practitioners rely on spiritual power to save people.

This line of medical practitioners relies on their unique way to save people. Generally, if they want to save people, they have to sacrifice themselves. Of course, it is only a short-term sacrifice.

At the beginning, the medical practitioner who created this lineage just wanted to save his relatives but didn't know how to do it. Later, he tried every possible way to come up with this method, sacrificing himself to treat them.

This is absolutely against the will of heaven.

At that time, this kind of medical practitioner was the most popular. No matter how serious the injury was, or how much the disease made other medical practitioners scratch their heads, this kind of medical practitioner could cure it.

But soon, the disadvantages appeared.

Because they could save too many people, but they had to sacrifice themselves, some people who were injured would catch this kind of medical practitioner to treat the disease. The medical practitioner spent himself to treat the disease, and slowly, they died out.

Later, it was said that this lineage had no descendants and never appeared again.

In today's East Continent, it has become a bedtime story.

Ze Linhai grew up listening to this bedtime story.

Now seeing Ji Changze like this, he immediately concluded that Ji Changze was a medical practitioner of this lineage.

Then, Ze Linhai's eyes fell on Ji Changze's eyes covered with white cloth.

He was not blind before, but now he is blind.

He was fine before, but now he can't see.

He was shocked: "Could it be that you paid the price of blindness to cure my disciple?"

Ji Changze reached out and touched the cloth on his eyes.

Look, he is still alive.

He said in a cold voice, keeping people at a distance: "It has nothing to do with you."

This look clearly shows that it is related.

The more Ji Changze said this, the more Lin Hai was sure.

He was grateful, guilty and respectful.

He did good deeds without asking for anything in return, and did good deeds without leaving a name.

This cultivator is so selfless and noble!

The author has something to say: I am here, fat and fat

I am leaving again, fat and fat

Good night, mum mum

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