fifth form

"Wonderful!"

Many soldiers in the military area were injured.

Regardless of whether it is killing the enemy or training, there will inevitably be some injuries.

And wearing heavy armor and heavy armor will inevitably rub against it, and it will even grind the flesh to pieces when riding a horse.

Even if the imperial court continued to study and improve armor, this situation was inevitable.

Some soldiers have been tortured all year round, so they can only use some cloth strips to bind the wounds.

The existence of infection and other conditions makes these wounds good and bad, bad and good again, and the cycle repeats. Skin and flesh wounds become old wounds and chronic diseases, and it becomes more and more difficult to heal.

Zhang Xuezhou untied the white cloth wrapped around the body of the Northern Army squad leader, and then used a knife to pierce the pus-feeding part, cutting off the carrion, and then used the too-halal technique.

This rapid transition from the severe pain of flesh-cutting to scab recovery made the leader of the Northern Army squad groan.

Although it was inevitable that he would be injured in the future, the healed wound allowed him to get rid of too much pain.

This can even allow him to give full play to his strength.

If it is in a battle, this will definitely greatly increase his survival rate.

The sergeant obeys the officer, but he respects the doctor.

When Zhang Xuezhou's technique fell, the Northern Army squad leader had already bowed down to thank him.

The healing of this kind of surgery is much better than what he imagined, and it also exceeded his imagination.

He never thought that he could encounter such a good thing when he checked the hotel.

"I also have ten and a half taels, can you fix it for me?"

The wound of the Northern Army squad leader healed extremely quickly, which made several sergeants who assisted in the inspection mission extremely envious, and they all asked Zhang Xuezhou for medical treatment.

"Everyone..."

Zhang Xuezhou was surprised.

Sitting in the west market for a long time, no one asked, and now I finally met someone who knew the goods.

The situation of the Northern Army squad leader and the sergeants proved that flesh and blood injuries are extremely common among sergeants.

Zhang Xuezhou just thought about the huge customer base, and his heart couldn't help but jump.

Even if one is ten and a half taels, one hundred is one thousand and a half taels, if one thousand...

But Zhang Xuezhou's beating heart quickly calmed down.

One reason is that his mana is not enough to support such frequent spells, and the other reason is that Zhang Xuezhou is worried that his profit may lead to hidden dangers and even some bad luck.

This made his thinking quickly conservative.

"Everyone, I have already used spells to save people today, but the mana in my body is poor, and I still need to recuperate to recover slowly. I am willing to use this spell, but the spell I cast can't heal the wounds of the military masters, so it will delay the military masters." !"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't say that he didn't want to be treated, nor did he refuse the request of these sergeants, he just shirked that his physical mana was insufficient and it was difficult to treat his injuries.

"Cultivator Dongfang is amazing at performing spells. It must have been difficult for him to continue working hard just now. Let's take a rest and come back to Cultivator Dongfang tomorrow!"

The understanding of the captain of the Northern Army caused many sergeants to sigh again and again, but the sergeants regained their spirits after just a few seconds.

If you can’t do it today, you can come tomorrow. As long as you line up early, your tortured body will recover.

For the sergeants, ten and a half taels was a week's salary, but in Chang'an City, it was only the cost of a meal, not even enough for a day's rent in a hotel.

Correspondingly, this kind of charge is very low, so it is not surprising that they seek medical treatment one after another.

The performance of a technique proved Zhang Xuezhou's identity, and even Rong Tianding only asked a few questions, and passed the test after watching the "section".

The squad leader of the Northern Army didn't even ask Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding why they jumped out of the guest house, and then went to check on other people.

"Rest!"

What happened last night not only consumed a lot of Zhang Xuezhou's mana, but also consumed his mind, and the same was true for Rong Tianding.

Both of them were visibly exhausted, and it was difficult for them to wander around.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with them!"

The owner of the inn muttered, obviously a little unwilling to let the report of changing his fate disappear like this, but if he was asked to provide any evidence, he couldn't come up with it.

This made him have no choice but to complain about the buddy around him, and asked the buddy to bring a pot of water to Zhang Xuezhou and others as an apology.

In the guest room on the second floor, Zhang Xuezhou fell into the reciting of Haoran Zhengqi Jue, and Rong Tianding followed suit.

Except for the difference in realm technique, Rong Tianding was almost practicing with Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou was greatly stimulated, and Rong Tianding was even more stimulated.

The world of monks he imagined is completely different from reality. This is not a world where they can run freely by taking advantage of their mouths, but requires real hard power.

It is difficult for Rong Tianding to practice the Realm Art at this time, but he can practice the Confucian ability to restore mana, and then continue to release the Nanminghuo that he has started.

Even if he made a little progress a day, it was better than wasting his time.

Amidst the ups and downs of reciting, his belief became clearer and clearer, and he also vaguely realized that his body was accepting an inexplicable and vast power between heaven and earth.

His mana didn't recover, but the 'soft armor' inside his body gradually eased, making his body not so tense.

"Qin Huang gained invincible power by swallowing the elixir. From now on, I will destroy everything with violence!"

Rong Tianding swallowed a trace of Zulong's blood essence and the mixed medicinal powder, melting the medicinal effect with his body.

And in the mountains hundreds of miles away from Chang'an City, the woman had already lit a fire, relying on an extremely small alchemy furnace to carry out alchemy.

Looking at the elixir that was gradually taking shape, she couldn't stop the joy on her face.

"Boy, Qin Huang's sudden death is probably related to this medicine, you must think about it!"

A few meters away, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the happy woman and couldn't help but persuade her.

"Taking this medicine may bring you temporary strength, but it is likely to be only a short period of more than ten years," the middle-aged beautiful woman persuaded.

"Grandmother, I've already figured it out, how can we weeds like this have a good chance in a lifetime, and it would be great if we can have a good time in just over ten years!"

"Ugh!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman stopped persuading her.

She looked at the woman and just sighed heavily.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and she can't force it.

She would rather be an evergreen tree than a firewood that blooms for a while, but the person she is optimistic about is not interested in this, even if she persuades her repeatedly, she has not changed her mind.

"This is probably the monster power that makes the ancestor dragon form in the body. When you borrow it, you must avoid the backlash of the monster power, then..."

Before the middle-aged beautiful woman finished her exhortations, the joyful woman had already opened the pill furnace and took out the hot dark golden pill.

She opened her mouth, and immediately entered the refined medicine pill.

In just an instant, this elixir began to unleash infinite power in her body.

Countless thin veins in the acupuncture points appeared out of thin air, and spread continuously throughout the body.

As if a pair of armor was born in the body, countless thin veins are built into a network, and it continues to become tough and indestructible.

"This is the Armor of Annihilation of Zulong's technique. Those legends are true. As long as I have this ability, any technique will be weaker than three points when it is aimed at me, or even unable to play a role!"

The woman is overjoyed.

A special ability can completely change a person's position in the cultivation class.

As far as she is concerned, she will not be afraid of most low-end spells from now on.

This ability will even become stronger as her practice becomes stronger, and it will also make her ignore more spells, and it is even difficult for magical powers to show their power on her.

And the effect of this elixir is far more than that.

She was so happy that her face changed color.