After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

"Jiang Su——"

In the silent hall, the kind-hearted old monk suddenly spoke.

His wooden fish had long been put aside.

"Huh?" Jiang Su was leaning on the pillar and turned around.

"Come and sit next to me."

The words of the good-tongued old monk have the unique power of speech, which can make stubborn and rebellious people return to their hearts like arrows. They are most suitable for dealing with children in the rebellious period.

Jiang Su didn't have much opinion on this. He subconsciously listened to the old monk Shanyu's words and sat on the futon next to him again.

At this moment, all the Yuanying monks in the hall looked at her with curious eyes.

A middle-aged and elegant monk cleared his throat and said in a friendly manner: "This little friend is a disciple of the He family. He is really lively and playful."

When one person starts a conversation, others also have their own thoughts.

The beautiful female monk in a long brown dress also said softly: "The little girl is really lucky. A casually scattered soul storage pill can lead to a rare opportunity in a thousand years. I admire you."

Jiang Su didn't take it seriously and showed no reaction with a straight face.

I thought to myself: "What's there to admire? It's not like I jumped from the early stage of Jin Dan to the early stage of Nascent Soul."

It was her first time to participate in this discussion meeting, so she naturally knew that there was no room for discussion, so she answered casually: "It's the fifth son of the Qi family who has a lot of blessings, and it has nothing to do with me. He... just doesn't make a sound, and he is a blockbuster."

When it comes to Qi Wu, no one present knows his situation.

The Qi family is the largest sect in Luolan City. These powerful men have come to the Dao Forum many times, and almost every one of them has been begged by several brothers of the Qi family.I hope they can use other methods to restore Qi Wu's physical condition.

But this monk's physique cannot be changed so easily.These people are only highly cultivated, not to mention they are here to talk about Taoism, not charity.

An old monk with a white beard and a wooden box beside him, dressed in standard medical attire, had this to say:
"I learned about Qi Wu's situation a few years ago. He was injured by a cold pool when he was young, and it took him half his life to open his spiritual orifice. The physique of this cultivator was determined as early as when he opened his spiritual orifice. The person's figure and appearance were determined at the time of elixir, but there is no way to change it with the method of reaching the sky."

"My medical skills are shallow and I can't do anything. My little friend is young, but I have the ability to diagnose and treat diseases, and I have extraordinary talent in making alchemy. But I am the daughter of a medical fairy in this world?"

Jiang Su thought to himself: "It's true that a peer meets a peer, and no one can hide the truth."

"Jiang Su, my father, the river is flowing." Jiang Su's voice was calm and calm, and his mood was not disturbed by this man's complimentary words.

When the monks around him heard this, they all nodded and realized: "So that's the case, no wonder."

"Medical Immortal, you can indeed cure this disease."

The pretty female cultivator's eyes lit up even more. She looked at Jiang Su more seriously, and even studied the hair tie on the girl's head.

"You are actually the daughter of the Medical Immortal River Liuliu. She is really talented! You are so young... so cute. Why are you so thin? Is it because your father is so busy on weekdays that he doesn't give you anything to eat? of!"

The female cultivator actually frowned as she spoke, with a bit of anger in her eyes, and she kept scolding: "In the early years, I asked your father to refine a pill, but the middle-grade class has a special function, and he actually You want [-] high-grade spiritual stones from me!"

The surrounding Xianmen monks had smiles in their eyes, and a few evil cultivators dressed in ghastly manners even covered their mouths to suppress laughter.

None of them knew the temperament of the Medical Immortal.

"After the elixir was completed, I also helped him deal with an enemy who was chasing him. He kept talking to me for three hours, explaining why he wanted to collect one hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"I helped him avoid being killed, but he didn't give me the elixir at all cheaply."

The female nun actually laughed at the end of the story, "This happened five to six hundred years ago. It's unforgettable even when I think about it."

The fact that she was willing to help Jiang Liuliu avoid being killed showed that her cultivation was higher than that of Jiang Liuliu, and the two had some friendship.

It was impossible for Jiang Shuiliu to give someone a piece of spiritual stone for a cheaper price, which meant that she still paid one hundred thousand spiritual stones in the end.

"This man is quite rich...definitely not a swordsman." Jiang Su guessed in his heart.

This woman is a Dharma cultivator named Xin Xianghong, and her Dharma weapon is a pair of Xianghong bracelets.While everyone was enjoying themselves and exuding the love of their elders towards the doll of an acquaintance, a cold and distinctive voice suddenly sounded.

"Jiang Su, why don't you see your father today?"

This voice was weird. It wasn't like Xu Yan's drake voice before, nor was it like Gui Cai Ya's sharp and harsh voice. It was...a bubbly voice that sounded very greasy.

It was as if the tone of every word had been fried in a frying pan.

Jiang Su could hear the unkindness in his words, and she wanted not to reply, but this person took advantage of the rules of the forum and called her name to ask questions, so she had to answer.

So annoying, breaking the rules.

"do not know."

She answered lightly, barely concealing her intention to deal with it, and her face was indifferent, almost throwing out the word "get out".

This man refused to give up, spoke more cunningly, and pressed him directly.

"Jiang Su, you really don't know where your father is?"

"..."

"Fake." Jiang Su answered truthfully.

"..."

Yes, I know, I am just lying to you, I admit it, but I won’t tell you.

"Jiang Su, tell me where he is and what he is doing?"

This person asked Jiang Su three questions in succession, which was already the upper limit for continuous questions to others in the discussion meeting.

The powerful experts who originally participated in the discussion meeting had known each other for a long time, and they all inquired about what this person knew in advance.The monk also knows himself well and knows what others will ask.

Back and forth, every word you say to me is a frank and sincere communication.

No monk would be forced to ask a question three times in a row. First, it would give people the impression that the monk was not sincere. The next time the Taoism seminar could be held, this person could not be brought to discuss Taoism in the same hall.

The second is that there is a conflict because of this. If they leave Luolan City and fight with each other, no one will care. Life and death are at the will of the king.

At this moment, Jiang Su sneered and scolded everyone in his heart.

It’s so interesting that a thousand-year-old man bullied a teenage brat, but no one came to help him...

"He's in...my heart, my singing voice."

"..."

"He's doing good things."

"..."

What I said is right, my father is always in my heart, he lives in the left atrium, and my mother lives in the right ventricle.A medical practitioner who lives in the river will never do anything harmful to the people of the world.

It turns out she wasn't lying.

The old monk Shanyu sat cross-legged on the side, eyes wide open, looking beyond the green mountains in the distance, as if there was nothing in the distance, without any unnecessary movements.

The corners of the girl's mouth in green were raised high, and it was clear that she could not see the eyes of the swordsman with her eyes closed, but this face gave people an extremely gloomy feeling.

Suddenly a voice came from the door.

"Okay, I am a member of the Shifang Sect, and I cannot be bullied by you."