Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 124 Extradition of Living Buddha
"Yes, it's just me." Peng Ye nodded with a smile, "Could it be that the royal family of the Zhao Kingdom also likes to judge people by their appearance?"

"Come with me." Hearing the words, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh of relief. He seemed a little displeased with the boy's straightforward attitude, but as a soldier, he was absolutely unwilling to trick the royal family.

Peng Ye was smiling, a little helpless, and he didn't want to be so pushy, but the uncle guard questioned him first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get in.

Soon.

Following behind the uncle of the guard, Peng Ye came to the entrance of a magnificent palace, inside which was resplendent and resplendent, and everywhere was made of moonstone and pure gold.

"Report Your Highness, there is a doctor asking to see you." The guard uncle went in first, kneeling on one knee and respectfully facing a girl above.

At this time, apart from the girl, there were several other royal elders in the hall, as well as several figures in white clothes with blue borders on the other side.

Following the uncle guard's opening, Zhao Qingcheng's face had no other impurities, no sorrow, no joy, no desires, no desires, and it was still very calm as always, even to the point of numbness.

"Are you bringing someone here so late? Commander Peng, you are getting more and more confused!" Before the girl could speak, an old man on the side frowned slightly and shouted.

"The royal family is the lord of the world. Anyone who wants to see him will naturally treat them equally. Besides, the eldest prince is in danger now, so we can't let go of any opportunity." Commander Peng didn't get up, but raised his head slightly, looking at the old man next to His Highness, loyal Be righteous and courageous, neither humble nor overbearing.

"You!" The old man was anxious, but was interrupted when he wanted to speak.

"Bring him in." Zhao Qingcheng said to Commander Peng at this time, with a flat tone.

"Your Highness, there is no need to hope. Prince Zhao's illness can only be healed by no one except our royal family." On the other side, an old man in white with blue borders said at this time, "And the request is only you and us. It is not too much for the young master of the Wang family to get married, and I will help my brother govern the country in the future."

"This old man thinks it makes sense, so we married, and the Wangquan clan became our Zhao Guoqing's family. This is a bright future for our Zhao country." An elder of the royal family said to Zhao Qingcheng.

"As a big family of hundreds of generations of doctors, shouldn't it be our duty to practice medicine to help the world? You even ask for a reward, what about your medical supplies? It's fine if you ask for a reward, the key is to put forward such a shameless condition, don't you think it's ridiculous? Is it? I feel ashamed for all of you." At this moment, Peng Ye came in uninvited and stopped next to Commander Peng, looking at everyone with cynical but blazing eyes.

At this time, Peng Ye had already put away the giant sword in a hurry, because the Wangquan clan was a force in the world of cultivating immortals, and he told Peng Tong and Zhao Qingcheng his real name before, and he couldn't change it even if he wanted to change it for a while.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor. No one has seen his appearance except those from Yaoqi Academy. Those who have seen him all died in the forbidden land of immortals and demons, so they should only know that he is the one with the huge sword on his back. symbols of.

"What a sharp-toothed kid." Hearing this, several elders from the Wang Quan clan frowned, and looked at the young man with some malicious intentions.

"It's you? Peng Ye?" Zhao Qingcheng's indifferent and numb expression suddenly became more surprised after seeing Peng Ye, "Are you really a doctor?"

"Yes." Peng Ye smiled and nodded.

When the members of the Wangquan clan heard the word 'Peng Ye', they were suddenly taken aback, and they all looked at the young man with different expressions.

"Do you think that he is that person?"

"Probably not, he was forced into the depths of the Immortal Demon Forbidden Land last time, and the monks who went there were no exceptions, and none of them survived."

"In the world, there are many people with the same name and surname, and this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Several old people looked at the young man in a low voice, but they didn't find that Peng Ye had any cultivation, he was just an ordinary person.

With their cultivation bases, even ordinary monks who have hidden their cultivation bases can still feel a little fluctuation. For example, Her Royal Highness Zhao Qingcheng has hidden her cultivation base in the Dao Palace realm, but she can still feel the existence of her spiritual power.

"May I try it?" Peng Ye said while cupping his fists at the princess above.

He felt uncomfortable being looked at by those old people. Although Peng Ye listened to what they said, but if he stayed longer, accidents would inevitably happen, so it was better to save people and leave for the imperial capital early.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingcheng looked at Peng Ye for a few seconds, then nodded and stood up, "Come with me, the others are waiting in the hall."

Seeing this, Peng Ye followed.

Soon.

The two came to a secret room, the temperature was very high and cold, in the middle, there was a very large ice jade bed, on the bed lay a handsome young man, about 23 four, with a royal look between his brows, which made people see Just pay three points of respect, it is indeed a talent.

"You can start now." Zhao Qingcheng said to Peng Ye.

After hearing the words, Peng Ye came to the side of the ice jade bed, without any nonsense, felt the pulse of Prince Zhao Ritian, and after a while, took out the animal skin bag wrapped with gold needles, spread it out, and inserted it towards various acupuncture points on Zhao Ritian's body .

Just a few minutes.

Zhao Ritian was shirtless and covered with gold needles all over his body. Peng Ye sat up in a twisted position, and said to Zhao Qingcheng with a slightly stern expression, "Please ask Her Royal Highness to watch the door, and don't let those royal clans outside The old guy from here, or all previous efforts will be wasted."

The prince Zhao Ritian's illness, the Wangquan clan did not exaggerate, the average person really cannot be saved, he is already in a critical condition, if Peng Ye had no cultivation before, it would be difficult to save him even with a golden needle.

But fortunately Peng Ye has cultivation base now, this disease is still a piece of cake in his eyes, as long as he survives, he can bring him back to life now, Rejoice, that's how 6 is so confident!

"Save my brother with peace of mind." Zhao Qingcheng walked towards the door of the secret room with his expression still indifferent upon hearing this.

Peng Ye did not procrastinate, formed a seal with both hands, and began to cast spells. The Jinzhendu acupoint sealed Zhao Ritian's meridians, and then introduced external spiritual energy to force out the toxins in his body according to the designated veins and left immediately.

This is the third page of volume No.20 recorded in the first part of [Jinzhendu Point]: Extradition of the Living Buddha.

Time passed little by little.

"Pfft!"

At a certain moment, the delicate and handsome teenager frowned slightly, and spat out a mouthful of black blood...

"Brother!" Seeing this, Zhao Qingcheng was startled suddenly, and shouted nervously.

"Qingcheng, I'm fine..." Zhao Ritian opened his eyes slightly, looked at his only sister full of doting, and murmured weakly.

At this time, Peng Ye got up from the ice jade bed and jumped down, said to Zhao Qingcheng with a faint smile, "He's fine now, it was just the poisonous blood in his body."

(End of this chapter)