Swordsman of the World

Chapter 192
Yang Dong saw this elder who looked like the Sanxuan Sword Sect, the majestic Sword Sect, who was plotted against, had a cold poison in his body, and was dying.

It's unbelievable to think about it, and it's logically impossible for something to happen.

But it is in sight.

In this unique recuperation room, there is only one big bed and surrounding candlesticks.

That bed was not an ordinary bed, but a stone bed made of quinoa flame stones, the general flame sword soul sword cultivator, a favorite type of flame stone, but now it was used to suppress the strange cold poison in his body.

There were two people beside the bed, an old woman with restrained breath, anxious and distressed expression on her face, Yang Dong guessed it was the Taoist companion of the second elder.

The other person was also quite old, wearing a special Taoist robe, with a dignified appearance, stroking his gray beard, pacing back and forth.

After Yang Dong arrived, Gao Xu immediately introduced: "This is our head teacher, Master Nine Stars, and this is my teacher's wife."

Yang Dongyi saluted, Jiuxing Daoist put on airs, and said indifferently: "Doctor Yang, I heard about you from Gao Xu. As a Taoist doctor, I didn't expect you to break through the Great Sword Master at such a young age."

Yang Dong sneered: "It's not a big deal, it's hard to say whether we can cure the second elder of your sect."

Master Jiuxing nodded slightly. He had a good impression of this modest young man, and made a gesture of invitation: "Don't gossip, Dr. Yang can give it a try. If you can really save my junior brother, my Sanxuan Sword Sect must have a heavy hand." remuneration."

Yang Dong went to
On the edge of the Litianyan stone bed, I saw the Second Elder. He was old, slightly fat, with gray hair and sweat on his forehead, but the aura emanating from his body was incomparably cold.

"This terrifying cold air seems to be profound energy." Yang Dong murmured.

"Our doctor said the same thing." Gao Xu hurriedly answered.

Yang Dong was not sure, he just felt like it, and then he took out a golden needle and pierced it into the Neiguan acupoint on the second elder's left hand. The power of the sword soul sensed the golden needle, and traveled along the blood vessels of the second elder's body.

After half a quarter of an hour of diagnosis, Yang Dong began to feel the backlash of the cold. His body was cold, but his forehead was so hot that he was sweating.

After pulling out the golden needle, I found that the golden needle was extremely cold, and when it fell to the ground, a small piece of ice had formed on the ground.

Yang Dong couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He seemed to have read about this kind of cold poison in an ancient book, it was called Jiuyou cold air, and it was a very rare cold poison.

This kind of Jiuyou cold air is good at freezing the sword embryo or sword embryo of the sword cultivator, freezing the core root of the sword cultivator's sword soul.

Yang Dong put some blood on the second elder again, and the blood immediately turned into red ice cubes as soon as it was discharged from the body.

Yang Dong cut the second elder's hair again. After the hair broke, it immediately froze and shattered when touched.

Such repeated inspections took almost half an hour.

Zhao Xinghua couldn't bear it anymore, seeing him waiting for his master's body constantly, he asked, "Hey, are you sure, don't mess with my master's body, and then say there is no rule of law, you..."

Yang Dong snorted coldly: "Want to make a bet?"

Zhao Xinghua frowned: "What bet?"

Yang Dong proudly said: "I seek your second elder for treatment, I win, if I can't cure, I lose. The loser must obey the winner, no matter what."

Hiss, isn't this tone very sure?
Zhao Xinghua clasped his hands together, not convinced: "So you are a customer, what else can I ask you to do? You just want to take advantage of me."

Yang Dong spread his hands together: "Okay, I'm dead, I'm sorry Jiuxing Daoist and fellow Taoist Gaoxu, there's nothing I can do."

Forehead?Master Nine Stars gave Zhao Xinghua a fierce look, and she was so frightened that she immediately shrank her head.

Master Jiuxing smiled indifferently: "Does Doctor Yang know what cold poison this is? I am ashamed to say that I have lived for more than [-] years, but I don't know what cold poison this is. Xinghua is young and ignorant. Haihan."

Yang Dong rubbed his hands together: "Jiu Xing Daoist said it well, a certain person is young and ignorant, he is really... well, he has no guts."

"You, I'll bet!" Zhao Xinghua became impatient, and said, "I'll bet you, if you can cure my master, I'll do whatever you want."

Gao Xu looked at her annoyed, why didn't she know what was good or bad?The head teacher finally got you down the steps, and now he comes out to jump, really spoiled by the second elder.

Daoist Jiuxing was also very displeased, he had never seen such a dull apprentice, so he simply ignored him.

Yang Dongyuan came all the way, and he was about to rescue him, but you came out to spoil the fun, you really have no brains.Fortunately, he wasn't his apprentice. If he really wanted to receive such a stupid apprentice, he would be pissed to death.

Yang Dong shook his robe, and said: "I have already thought about the treatment and prescription. I need three days to cook the medicine and make alchemy. Please spare me a practice room. I will see the real chapter in three days."

"Oh?" Jiuxing Daoist was overjoyed, he was very happy to see that Yang Dong was confident.

After all, a sword sect means strength and strength to a sword sect, not to mention supporting his junior brother, he cares about this very much.

He immediately ordered: "Gao Xu, arrange for Dr. Yang to ensure that no one will disturb you for the next three days. Dr. Yang's friends will also be treated as distinguished guests."

"It's the head teacher." Gao Xu was also very happy, and immediately took Yang Dong out.

Walking to the door, Yang Dong suddenly turned around and winked at Zhao Xinghua deliberately: "Miss Zhao, don't forget our bet, I don't like anything else, I just like beautiful girls, hehehe."

This laughter, this look, seemed to be an old man who had been imprisoned for many years and was extremely hungry. Zhao Xinghua got goosebumps all over his body.

Her remorse, she insisted: "I, we'll see."

Before leaving, Yang Dong muttered: "She doesn't seem to like me rescuing the Second Elder very much. Isn't she the Second Elder's apprentice? Sigh, it's not filial."

"You, you are talking nonsense!!" Zhao Xinghua was completely speechless, she was very worried about Master's safety, why did she suddenly not want Master to recover?

Damn bet, how could I make such a bet with her?Zhao Xinghua regretted it very much.

Yang Dong retreated to refine medicine, Song Muqing and others had nothing to do.

Zhao Long'er went to find her cousin who was mad, and Zhao Ning went to ask some secret things about her former friends.

Yun Mengluo found Song Muqing with doubts in her heart.

"Then, what do you want from me? I'm very busy." Song Muqing hated this vixen-like Yun Mengluo from the bottom of her heart. She was beautiful and capable, but she was still clinging to her brother.

Yun Mengluo felt her hostility, and asked concisely: "I heard you call Yang Dong your brother these two days, are you sworn brothers and sisters?"

"So what if it is? So what if it's not." Song Muqing narrowed her eyes, feeling that the question was a bit strange.

Yun Mengluo pretended to be relaxed: "Hehe, I'm just curious, and I asked Miss Song to clarify. After all, your surnames are different."

"Being sworn brothers and sisters." Song Muqing also changed her complexion. In terms of deception, I, Song Muqing, am no worse than you!

"Oh? When? I haven't heard Yang Dong mention it." Yun Mengluo breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a sworn brother and sister.

Song Muqing raised the corners of her mouth slyly: "Not long ago, a few months ago, my brother said that it would be convenient for us to go in and out together after being brothers and sisters. Why? Are you jealous? Hmph."

"..." Yun Mengluo looked at Song Muqing very unhappy, she was not jealous, but resentful.

(End of this chapter)