Quickly, I handed in the system

In such a vast Xuanyuan world, there are many sects, but there are only three sects and three pavilions that can truly be called the top sects.

These three sects are the Xuantian Sword Sect, which is famous for its swords, the Tiandan Sect, which is famous for its alchemy, and the Wanfo Sect in the west.

The three pavilions refer to the Yunyan Pavilion where all the members of the Hepai sect are female cultivators, the Tianji Pavilion where they rely on divination and divination for food, and the Linglong Pavilion where businesses spread all over the world.

There is naturally a gap in the strength and status of the three sects and three pavilions. As the saying goes, big fists are the last word. The Xuantian Sword Sect has occupied the number one sect in the Xuanyuan Realm for many years with its unmatched force value.

After Xuantian Sword Sect is Wanfo Sect and Yunyan Pavilion, the two are on par.

Tiandanzong and Tianji Pavilion are not very good at martial arts, but the former can make alchemy, the latter can divination, one saves lives and the other tells fortunes, and they are also very prestigious in the Xuanyuan world.

As for Linglong Pavilion, its strength is not low, but people pay more attention to its strong financial resources than its strength.

After closing the book, Sancho first set a small goal for himself.

Since you want to be the leader of the fairy world, let's dominate the Xuantian Sword Sect first!
After setting the goal, Sancho was not idle, and kept tossing various medicinal powders and pills every day.

Although she really wanted to dominate the Xuantian Sword Sect, what if the Xuantian Sword Sect didn't like her and didn't want her?

So she had to make two preparations, in case the Xuantian Sword Sect didn't want her, she could go to the Tiandan Sect to try with her medical skills.

Sancho was making medicine in the yard every day, so he couldn't hide it from Mother Ning and others who lived with him.

Standing outside the house filled with medicinal fragrance, Ning's mother hesitated to raise her hand several times and put it down again.

In the end she gritted her teeth and knocked on Sancho's door.

"Aunt Qin? Why are you here, come in and sit down quickly." San Qiao let Ning's mother into the room, saw her eyes rest on the pills she rubbed out, scratched her head embarrassedly and said: "The room is a bit messy."

"Qiao Qiao, do you know how to make alchemy?" Ning's mother leaned closer to the pills and sniffed them carefully. She could only smell the strong medicinal fragrance, but she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

Looking at Mother Ning's movements, San Qiao could vaguely guess the purpose of her trip, so he said: "I don't know how to make alchemy, but my medical skills are fair."

Sure enough, Mother Ning was a little disappointed when she heard that San Qiao didn't know how to make alchemy. This disappointment made her feel a little more energetic when she heard that she knew how to make medicine.

"Then you..." Ning's mother hesitated to speak, thinking of her husband's body that was getting thinner day by day, and his clothes soaked in sweat from enduring the pain, Ning's mother thought of being a dead horse and a living horse doctor.

"Then can you give Uncle Yuan a diagnosis and treatment?" Ning's mother looked at Sancho pleadingly.

The money in the family has long been exhausted, and it is Sancho's rent that relieves their urgent needs.

But even with the rent, Yuan Lang's medicine is still too expensive to support him to drink medicine every day, so he can only boil a medicine for him every few days.

In this way, the money in the family is still rapidly decreasing.

She had no choice, otherwise she wouldn't have just smelled the smell of medicine every day, so she begged Sancho, a little girl as big as Tangtang.

Sancho didn't respond directly to Ning's mother, but asked in detail: "I don't know what's wrong with Uncle Yuan?"

She has lived in Ning's house for more than a month, and for more than a month, she has never seen Ning Canyuan, the male master of the Ning family. Weak consolation.

Mother Ning tightened her handkerchief, her face haggard and said: "Aunt Qin will not hide from you, when your Uncle Yuan went to the Yunming Mountains outside Jiayuan City to find a spiritual plant, he was accidentally bitten by a poison."

"The poison was so poisonous that your Uncle Yuan collapsed when he got home. At first, there were still some belongings in the house. I invited many doctors and even alchemy doctors, but they still couldn't detoxify Uncle Yuan. It can only stop the poison from spreading."

San Qiao listened carefully. She thought that Ning Canyuan was seriously injured, so she couldn't come out to see people, but she didn't expect it was because of poisoning.

"Aunt Qin, do you know what kind of poison Uncle Yuan was bitten by?"

Those who know what poison bites may be able to figure out a way to detoxify.

Mother Ning shook her head: "Your Uncle Yuan said that the poison moved very fast at that time, and he was bitten by the poison before he could see clearly, so we don't know what the poison is."

Don't know what kind of poison bites?Sancho frowned, this is a bit difficult.But you still have to see the patient first.

"Can Aunt Qin take me to see how Uncle Yuan is?"

Since Ning's mother asked San Qiao for help in diagnosis and treatment, she naturally wouldn't worry about her going to see Ning Canyuan, so she nodded, "Of course, you can come with me."

Following Ning's mother into the main room, San Qiao saw Ning Canyuan lying on the bed at a glance, Ning Canyuan also saw her, smiled at her and said: "You are Qiao Qiao, Tang Tang always tells me miss you."

Sancho didn't look around, nodded politely, and then sat down in front of Ning Canyuan's bed, "Uncle Yuan, let me check your pulse first."

Ning Canyuan couldn't reach out at all, so he had to let Ning's mother do it for him.

Sancho gently put his hand on Ning Canyuan's pulse, listened carefully to his pulse, and then his expression gradually became shocked.

Ning Canyuan's pulse was very strange, a pulse she had never encountered before.

Sometimes it is strong and sometimes weak, when it is weak it is almost non-existent, when it is strong, it is no different from a normal person, and in his pulse condition, it seems that there is a flow of qi circulating in the body, but the movement of that qi is not smooth, intermittent of.

If you listen carefully, it turns out that it is not the pulse that is wrapped around the qi, but the qi that is wrapped around the pulse!

Because the qi was intermittent, Ning Canyuan's pulse was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

This is amazing too!

"Uncle Yuan, your body seems to be different from that of ordinary people. There is a wave of qi running intermittently." Sancho asked himself puzzled.

Ning Canyuan seemed to be amused by Sancho's childish words, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up to explain: "That's not Qi, it's the spiritual power in my body."

Sancho was startled, "You are actually a monk!"

Neither Ning Tangtang nor Ning Haoyang had ever mentioned this to her.

Mentioning the word monk, Ning Canyuan's eyes were slightly blank, and he said with regret and nostalgia: "Yes, I used to be a foundation-building monk."

But now, he is not even as good as a cripple.

Sancho was even more shocked.

The Xuanyuan Realm is not like those described in those novels, there are as many transformation gods as dogs, and the Nascent Soul walks everywhere, and there are only a few hundred transformation gods in the entire Xuanyuan Realm.

At present, the highest cultivation level is the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Sword Sect, who is the peak of Mahayana, but there is only one person, and the following ones are evenly distributed in the three sects and three pavilions, but the number is also two slaps Count it.

This level of cultivation in the foundation building period is of course not unusual among those big sects, but it is just the starting point of the journey of cultivation.

But in a third-rate city like Jiayuan City, where there are more mortals than monks, the foundation-building stage is already pretty good.

It's strange that the Ning family can live in such a two-entry house in Jiayuan City.