Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 855

In the dilapidated and deserted alley, a medical clinic opened, and there were only five people in the pharmacy, Lin Xuan, Guo Danqing, Gao Yuan, Gu Gu, and the former boss of the pharmacy, the woman.

Xuanhu Medical Hall, this is the name of the medical hall, Lin Xuan personally inscribed these four words, there is a trace of Taoist rhyme between the four words, one glance, you can smell a scent of medicine in your nose.

"There is no cure for any disease, no cure for any disease."

These are the two banners of the medical center, posted outside the pharmacy, which are extremely attractive, but this alley is indeed too deserted, and only a few people pass by in a day.

"Boss, there is no cure for any disease, no cure for any disease, is what you said true?" A middle-aged man with a knife across his waist came in and asked, the woman greeted her with a smile on her face .

"Of course it's true. Although the shop is small, it never deceives customers. I don't know what illnesses the customers have. Do they need treatment?"

The woman looked at the middle-aged swordsman, looked up and down, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes. She is also a pharmacist. Although the level is not high, ordinary diseases can still be seen, but she is not middle-aged. What kind of disease can be seen on the swordsman.

"As a doctor, you should have the ability to hear and see diseases. It really is a small pharmacy, but it can't cure my disease."

He said, shaking his head, with a look of disappointment on his face, he turned his head and wanted to leave, the woman's face became anxious, just as she was about to speak, another voice rang out in the medical hall.

"You have been poisoned, this poison can affect your spirit, make you unable to fully concentrate, and even make it difficult to practice meditation, but it is hidden too deep, and ordinary people can't see it."

The middle-aged swordsman and the woman looked towards the stairs together. Following the sound of footsteps, a young man in white walked down the stairs slowly. It was Lin Xuan, with a smile on his lips, looking at the middle-aged swordsman.

Seeing that he was just a young man, the middle-aged swordsman was a little disappointed. In his impression, all powerful doctors are old and knowledgeable. A young man must not be able to cure many diseases. Obliterated, he turned his head and was about to leave.

"If this poison is not cured, you will be depressed within three days, become confused within one month, and die within one year. It is up to you whether to cure it or not."

Lin Xuan said lightly, the woman is Aunt Qing, bowed slightly to Lin Xuan, then walked to the middle-aged swordsman, and made a gesture of invitation, but the middle-aged swordsman stopped and turned to look at Lin Xuan Xuan.

"What you said is true, will I really die within a year?" He asked, Lin Xuan smiled faintly.

"As a doctor, it is your duty to cure diseases and save people. Naturally, you don't lie. You can believe me or not. This is your own business. If there is nothing wrong, you can go."

Lin Xuan smiled lightly and said, the order to chase away the guests was issued, but the middle-aged swordsman stopped, even turned around and walked back, looking at Lin Xuan with a look of solemnity and suspicion.

"Can you detoxify me?"

"can."

Lin Xuan said indifferently, without hesitation at all, and said directly, the middle-aged swordsman's expression froze.

"Okay, I'll trust you once and let you heal me." He said, looking desperate, and he went to many medical clinics, and every medical clinic told him that he was not sick, only this young man said he was sick , And said his symptoms, maybe it can really cure his disease.

After hearing what the middle-aged swordsman said, Lin Xuan shook his head. The middle-aged swordsman's face changed, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

"You don't want to heal me?"

"Naturally not, isn't it just to treat people when we open a medical clinic? It's just that we have to talk about the remuneration before the treatment. Our medical clinic is small, and we might not be able to open it if we don't rely on the remuneration. You have to understand."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, with a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't see the threat of the middle-aged swordsman, and said to himself, the middle-aged swordsman tightened the knife in his hand, and then put it down again.

"Say, how much do you want?" He asked, looking at Lin Xuan with piercing eyes, Lin Xuan smiled faintly.

"There are not many people in Jingmen City who can cure your disease. I believe you should be aware of it, otherwise you would not have come here. The so-called disease is worth every penny. I will charge you 100 million low-grade spirit stones."

Lin Xuan said indifferently, Aunt Qing and the middle-aged swordsman were all startled, and looked at Lin Xuan in disbelief, 100 million low-grade spirit stones, this is too exaggerated, it can buy dozens of medical clinics.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

The middle-aged swordsman was slightly annoyed, and looked at Lin Xuan, his hand had already touched the handle of the knife, with a murderous look on his face.

"No, you are looking for death. You don't have much time. One million spirit stones are all that matters. Isn't your life worth one million spirit stones?" The killing intent of the middle-aged man is taken seriously.

The middle-aged man stared at Lin Xuan with a hint of shock in his eyes. He didn't look at Lin Xuan carefully just now, but now he looked at him and found that he couldn't see through Lin Xuan's cultivation.

So there are only two possibilities, one is that Lin Xuan is a mortal and has no cultivation at all, and the other is that Lin Xuan's cultivation is higher than his and can open a medical clinic in Jingmen City, so it is impossible for him to be a mortal. Then there is only the second possibility, his cultivation is higher than his.

In a dilapidated alley, in a sparsely populated medical clinic, the owner of the medical clinic was actually higher than him. Looking at Lin Xuan, his face had a solemn expression.

"Okay, I promise you, 100 million spirit stones." The middle-aged swordsman said, with a wave of his hand, a pile of spirit stones was thrown at Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, a pile of spirit stones disappeared, the middle-aged The swordsman was surprised.

This wave was not a simple wave, he used his second level of Emperor Zun's spiritual power, and Lin Xuan dispelled it with a light wave of his hand. The owner of the medical center is really not simple, he is a strong man.

"Okay, 100 million spirit stones will arrive in the account, close your eyes and concentrate, calm down, relax your whole body, and I will heal you."

Lin Xuan collected the Lingshi, smiled on his face, looked at the middle-aged swordsman, and said directly, the middle-aged swordsman was startled, froze for a moment, then looked into Lin Xuan's gaze, and began to close his eyes and concentrate.

Lin Xuan looked at the middle-aged swordsman, his left eye turned white, and a hint of chaos emerged in it, and then the middle-aged swordsman's body tightened, a gray air flow overflowed from his head, and was directly caught by Lin Xuan's left eye. devour.

No matter what kind of poison, Lin Xuan's left eye has to be decomposed and refined, and even Taoism can be devoured and refined, so how can he care about a little poison? The poison of a middle-aged swordsman can be cured with elixir, but this The easiest way.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now." Lin Xuan said, the middle-aged swordsman opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan with shock in his eyes.

"Really okay?"

"nature."

Lin Xuan smiled lightly, glanced at the middle-aged swordsman, and then went upstairs again. The middle-aged swordsman wanted to say something, but was stopped by Aunt Qing, who looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Guest, if the disease is cured, then let's go, the young master doesn't like being disturbed."

Aunt Qing said, the middle-aged swordsman took a deep look at Lin Xuan's back, and then left.

(End of this chapter)