After the old man left the temple, he led Yang Xingzhou straight ahead along a path. He had short legs, but his two short legs jumped very fast, like a big meat ball rolling on the ground, rolling and rolling.

After entering the field, I turned around a mountain col and followed the mountain road, passing by more than a dozen large willow trees. I saw a few tiled houses beside a creek. At this time, a tall and thin woman was drying herself in the open space in front of the house.

medicinal materials.

This woman is in her forties, has a big face, big ears, deep-set eyes, and no color on her face.

Before he even got close to the tiled house, the scent of the medicinal materials had already reached his nostrils.

The old man who was rolling around stopped and turned his head towards Yang Xingzhou. He also turned around. This man had no neck and did not turn his head at all. The so-called turning around means turning around and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Young Master Yang, this is the place.

This is Ping Yizhi’s residence, wait until I call him out!”

Having said this, he shouted to the woman in front of him: "Where's Ping Yi Zhi? Call him out!"

The ugly woman gave the old man a cold look and said, "When did the ancestor of the Yellow River become someone else's servant? If you want to see peace, just go in directly. Why are you shouting here!"

The old man snorted and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Young Master Yang, let's go in!"

The two of them entered the house together. As soon as they entered the main room, they saw a short fat man standing up from the house and shouted: "Old man, did you bring your friends?"

This short fat man has a huge head, a rat whisker, and shakes his head. His appearance is very funny, but he is also a fat man, but he is much better looking than the old man. At least he has a human appearance.

The old man said to Yang Xingzhou: "Young Master Yang, this is Ping Yi Zhi."

Turning to look at Ping Yizhi: "Ping Yizhi, the person next to me is Yang Xingzhou. His martial arts skills are rare in the world. He can knock me away with just one little finger! Don't wait any longer!"

Ping Yizhi raised his head and glanced at Yang Xingzhou, a look of horror flashed through his eyes, and said: "If my martial arts is high, I can't treat him lightly. No matter how high my martial arts is, it's none of my business!"

Although he said this, he still extended his hand and said, "Please sit down!"

He and the Yellow River Ancestor lived next to each other and knew each other's abilities well. The old man's cultivation was in the Henan area, and there were few opponents. Otherwise, he and Zu Qianqiu would be collectively known as the "Yellow River Ancestor", especially since he

His name is extremely advantageous, his surname is Lao Mingye, and his surname is Tongzi, while Zu Qianqiu’s surname is Zu Mingzong, and his surname is Qianqiu.

In the past, because of these two names, I have offended many martial arts masters and had many fierce battles. However, the two of them can always stand firm. It can be seen that their methods, even Ping Yi Zhi, admire the old man's skills very much.

At this time, I heard him say that Yang Xingzhou could knock him away with just one little finger. He tried not to believe it with one finger, but he felt that the old man would not brag about such a big thing in front of him. It seemed that he specifically mentioned this matter, fearing that he would be offended.

Got this person.

The two of them have been friends for many years and know each other very well. Ping Yizhi understood the old man's meaning in a moment. He was shocked by the case in his heart, but his face did not change color. He asked the woman at the door to pour tea for Yang Xingzhou and asked: "What's this?"

Mr. Yang, I wonder what you want to do to find Ping?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Doctor Ping, I was injured by the sword energy of a peerless master. It is extremely difficult to treat the wound on my finger, which is bleeding. It has been several months and I still can't think of a good way to treat it, so I came all the way north from Fujian."

, come to Kaifeng to ask Dr. Jingping for advice."

Ping Yi pointed out: "You came from Fujian alone? Then your injury is not serious. If it is just bleeding on your finger, then what is there to worry about? Don't say that a finger bleeds, even if you cut off an arm, it doesn't matter.

What!"

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and said, "You may not understand the martial arts principles here."

Having said this, he suddenly raised his palm and flicked it with his fingers. A strong wind came out, and with a soft "chi" sound, a small hole was made in the wooden door in front of him. Before the remaining force was gone, it flew three feet away and hit him far away.

On the willow tree there, there was a "pop" sound, and there was a tree hole in the trunk of the willow tree.

Yang Xingzhou flicked out his finger, lowered his head and sighed: "I am hit by this plasma sword energy, but their sword energy is much more powerful than my finger wind. I tried very hard to let the opponent's sword energy flow around me."

Passing through the heart meridians and forcing it out with the index finger of my left hand, I was able to avoid the rupture of my heart meridians. However, after the sword energy left, the sword intent remained unabated. It has been lurking in my body, and the wound has not healed for many days."

The old man Heping saw that his fingertips were powerful enough to break through the door. After reaching a distance of three feet, he could even break the tree trunk. This kind of magical skill was simply unheard of. They looked at each other for a while, as if they were in a dream.

In the martial arts world, there are many masters who practice the Air Splitting Palm, and there are also people who practice the Hundred-Step Divine Fist. However, the power of the palm reaches its limit when it is at most three feet away from the body. If it exceeds three feet, it has no power to hurt people.

But now Yang Xingzhou can reach up to three feet with just his finger strength, especially if he is so strong. This level of cultivation can only be achieved by the legendary masters in the martial arts world. At this moment, Ping Yizhi and the old man both gave birth to a child.

Thought: "Could this person have reached the realm of immortals and Buddhas?"

After Yang Xingzhou popped out his finger, the room quickly became quiet. After a long time, Ping Yizhi finally spoke and said: "Young Master Yang, let me feel your pulse!"

Yang Xingzhou stretched out his arm and said: "Please!"

Ping stretched out three carrot-thick fingers and pressed on Yang Xingzhou's wrist for a while, then frowned and said, "Weird!"

After he saw Yang Xingzhou's ability, he knew that Yang Xingzhou's injuries could not be cured by himself. There is no separation between medicine and martial arts in the world, and Yang Xingzhou was injured by the legendary sword energy.

Healing, even Yang Xingzhou's magical power was helpless, which shows how powerful this sword energy is.

Although Ping Yizhi has superb medical skills and good martial arts skills, compared with Yang Xingzhou, he is no different from an ordinary person.

Even an expert like Yang Xingzhou can't heal the internal injuries. Even if he points his finger at the doctor, he may be powerless.

But when he, a master of medical skills, met an unprecedented master like Yang Xingzhou, and encountered such a once-in-a-lifetime strange disease, it was like a drunkard seeing fine wine, how could he refuse an old meal after smelling the aroma of meat? So he knew it

I may not be able to cure it myself, but I still want to give it a try.

After feeling the pulse of Yang Xingzhou's left hand, he pressed his right wrist again. After a moment, he suddenly sneezed and said, "Young Shaoxia, except that you are a little weak, you are fine, but you seem to have something inside your body."

It is like a living thing, lurking in the body, and seems to wake up at any time. When this living thing wakes up, it will wreak havoc in your body, and you will probably be unable to resist it."

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Yes, the master who sent out the sword energy, his sword intention has been lurking in my body, and is combining with the true energy in my meridians. When will the true energy in my body be completely transformed into

When it is the same as the sword energy, that will be the day when my body explodes."

Ping Yizhi's eyes twitched when he heard this. The situation Yang Xingzhou mentioned was beyond his understanding of martial arts. He asked in surprise: "Is this sword intention still conscious?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "The law has an original spirit, so what's so strange about the sword energy being separated from the body and being conscious?"

Pingyi pointed: "..."

Old man: "..."

Both of them found it difficult to understand Yang Xingzhou's words. They did not understand how consciousness could arise after a sword energy was emitted. This was beyond their imagination.

After a while, Ping Yiyi saw a drop of blood dripping from the tip of Yang Xingzhou's index finger. Although it was just a drop of blood, it seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. After it landed, there was a slight sound, and it broke through the green bricks on the ground and went straight into the ground.

, comparable to a hidden weapon issued by a master.

The old man also noticed this detail, jumped up in surprise, and said: "Just a drop of blood from a wound, can it be so powerful?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "This drop of my blood contains the swordsman's sword intent and my true energy. There is no problem breaking through masonry. Ordinary iron tools can't stop the true energy contained in this drop of my blood. Damn it, the wound

There is other people's sword intent everywhere, but what flows out is my blood and true energy. After I succeed in martial arts, I must go to Shenyin Mountain for a trip!"

Ping Yi pointed his finger at the old man and said to himself: "Don't you have a great level of martial arts cultivation now? Where is Shenyin Mountain? Yes, the person who injured him with sword energy seems to be a person from Shenyin Mountain.

!”

From Yang Xingzhou's few words, the two of them had imagined a bizarre world. To ordinary people, they could be regarded as mysterious martial arts masters. But now, it seems that there is another world besides them.

A world that was much more tyrannical than the martial arts masters they knew, and Yang Xingzhou came from that world.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned and speechless, Yang Xingzhou didn't say much. He reached out and took out the medicine bottle from his arms, poured a pill of snake gallbladder and handed it to the old man: "You introduced Dr. Ping to me. This is your thank you gift. Give this pill

Feed the elixir to the old immortal girl and it will have miraculous effects."

The old man reached out to take it and said to Yang Xingzhou, "Thank you, Master Yang, for the medicine."

Ping pointed his finger and asked, "What kind of pill is this?"

He grabbed it from the old man's hand, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and said: "It smells of old ginseng, um, and snake gallbladder. Hey, it seems to also smell of toad's blood. It's amazing, amazing!"

After just a few sniffs, he felt a stream of hot air reaching his heart, and then exploding in his body. Instantly, he was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and a lively stream of true energy was added out of thin air.

Ping pointed his finger and was shocked. He hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from the room, put the elixir into the bottle, and handed it to the old man with a solemn expression: "This is the supreme secret medicine elixir. It must be treasured.

If you want to give it to the old girl to swallow, you should teach her the method of transferring the inner strength and true energy in advance, so as not to let this pill go to waste!"

The old man was surprised and delighted: "Master Yang said that one pill of his snake gallbladder pills can equal a master's ten years of hard work. Is it true?"

Ping Yi pointed out: "More than ten years of hard work? Twenty years of hard work is not a bad thing! Divide this pill into ten parts and give it to the old girl every three days. After a month, she will definitely be cured!"

The old man was overjoyed, grabbed the medicine bottle, held it firmly in his hand, thanked Yang Xingzhou profusely, and then left.

After the old man left, Ping pointed his finger at Yang Xingzhou and said: "Master Yang, I can't cure your injury. I'm really ashamed. But since you were injured by the sword energy, you have to deal with the internal energy. I can help you."

Prepare a few bottles of elixirs to protect the internal organs, so that the sword energy in the body will not be violent in the future and the internal organs will not be able to withstand it."

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Yes, I have also prepared a few heart-protecting pills myself, but it is difficult to protect the liver and gallbladder. It just so happens that the two of us can discuss the prescription and see how to stabilize all the internal organs."
Chapter completed!