Chapter 815 The Noble One
“She is a bit seriously ill!”
Since Zhang Xuezhou obtained the Taiqing Zhen Technique, he has been able to heal injuries with this technique without any disadvantages.
Not only did he save himself, he also saved many big figures, such as the Golden Toad Dharma King, the Huli Demon King, etc.
From skin injuries to flesh injuries, to bone injuries, and now to internal injuries, the level of Zhang Xuezhou’s Taiqing Zhenshu is constantly improving, and the corresponding curative effect is getting stronger and stronger.
But for the first time, he encountered the problem that he couldn't even stop the bleeding when he cast a spell.
Seeing the blood in the woman's culottes flowing down, he couldn't help but feel troubled.
“Is there no way to save it?” the beautiful middle-aged woman asked anxiously.
"The demon blood she drank was too violent. It was even more powerful than chicken blood. The blood sizzled out, healed a little and then cracked. This is simply untreatable," Zhang Xuezhou said solemnly.
"Can you think of a way?" the middle-aged beautiful woman pleaded: "She is also a miserable person!"
"The most difficult thing to save in the world is the poor!"
Zhang Xuezhou read.
He looked up at the bottom of the cauldron, and then at the woman. He felt that the woman could not bear the great fortune, nor could she bear the benefits.
“You have to let her have some good luck,” Zhang Xuezhou said.
“It’s time now, don’t worry about whether you are lucky or not, just give her a few more spells!”
Looking at Zhang Xuezhou, who still pays attention to 'luck', the middle-aged beautiful woman finds it difficult to understand the thinking of this kind of person.
She has some great abilities, but she does not have the means of strong healing, nor can she make an unlucky person get good luck quickly.
"I feel like I put a stone in the flood when I cast the spell, and it soon submerged the shadow." Zhang Xuezhou thought, "If you can't make her have good luck, you can make me a little better." Luck works too! "
"I can't give you good luck! "
"This kind of thing is not difficult, just let me meet a noble person to help! ”
"There is no noble person in this hour and a half!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman murmured. She didn't react until Zhang Xuezhou set his sights on herself.
“You mean to say that I am a noble person?” the middle-aged beautiful woman said in disbelief: “But I am just a tombkeeper. In the judgment of Huang Lao’s technique, the tombkeeper, the corpse collector, and the evil Spell practitioners and others are all unlucky, and they are unlikely to have much good luck, nor are they likely to be noble!"
"Then you! We need to find a normal noble person." Zhang Xuezhou said: "Her current injury is really difficult to treat. When I use spells randomly and my magic power is exhausted, I won't even be able to release the spell. I'm afraid it will be even harder to save her."
After leaving the woman to dry under the cauldron for a moment, Zhang Xuezhou felt that if the other party was very unlucky, she should have been washed away by now.
A woman who has been washed will most likely have mediocre luck at this time, and it will be more difficult for her to have good things happen, especially such a major event involving life.
Zhang Xuezhou explained his theory, which made the middle-aged beautiful woman think for a long time.
“Is such a noble person really useful?” the middle-aged beautiful woman asked in disbelief.
“There’s nothing wrong with it if you give it a try!”
No amount of faith or truth can beat it. There’s nothing wrong with it if you don’t believe it. If you don’t believe it, you won’t get more meat. If you believe it, you won’t lose any piece of meat.
The beautiful middle-aged woman thought for a long time before asking about the relevant conditions.
"The cultivation level needs to be higher than that of a young child. It is best to be someone from a certain country's court who can help a little and has no conflict with the young child. If you want to put it this way, I know a widow. She does fit what you said. Conditions, but her man died a few years ago, oh, the man has no influence, the man’s death is his own bad luck!”
The middle-aged beautiful woman finally felt relieved.
Zhang Xuezhou’s set of selection criteria is not unique. As long as the above conditions are met, the opponent is unlikely to be unlucky.
This is also a relationship that Zhang Xuezhou once discussed with Dong Zhongshu and others. They all wanted to rely on the big tree of the imperial court to change their fortunes, and even thought of relying on the new emperor to change their fortunes. They had relatively clear standards for the corresponding selection of candidates. .
Regardless of whether the widow she called brought tea or water or wiped and washed the woman's body, these things could be regarded as helping.
When he called for help again, the beautiful middle-aged woman drove everyone away from the hall in a bronze carriage.
Walking back and forth in the underground palace, by the time the beautiful middle-aged woman urged the bronze horse to rush upward, they had already broken through the ground. The lazy sunshine shines on the body, and the gentle breeze blows soothingly.
Compared to the conditions below Dading, the temperature and other conditions outside are indeed better.
"Wait for me, I'll go find the widow, and I'll be back soon!"
The bronze carriage finally stopped under a pavilion paved with weeds. There were straw mats, firewood, and a pill stove. .
After putting the woman down, the middle-aged beautiful woman cupped her hands towards Zhang Xuezhou, and then floated away in the wind.
“It’s really a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!”
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the direction of the underground palace and felt that there were endless hidden schools in Nanfangbuzhou. Even a woman guarding the tomb was unpredictable. ability.
He thought for a while, then opened the alchemy furnace used for refining in the pavilion, and felt a pungent smell immediately hit his nostrils.
Women's alchemy is not made by mixing various herbs, but is similar to chemical medicine, adding cinnabar, hardware, table stones, realgar and other substances, and finally forms the 'outer elixir'.
“We should have gastric lavage!”
Zhang Xuezhou finally made his decision.
The demon blood only changes the physique. At most, it only causes some demonization phenomena in the body parts, or turns people into chaotic and irrational creatures. However, the woman may also be poisoned.
Taiqingzhen Technique cannot solve the poisoning, which may be one of the reasons why the opponent's wounds are difficult to heal.
Zhang Xuezhou walked back and forth, constantly thinking about how to solve the problem of gastric lavage.
The woman's consciousness was extremely vague, and the method of inducing vomiting and gastric lavage might be difficult to achieve, but if Zhang Xuezhou was to get some chemical agent to induce vomiting, he wouldn't be able to do it for a while.
While pondering this question, Zhang Xuezhou saw a beautiful middle-aged woman coming from a distance, and a big bird with three blue tails hovering above her head.
"I helped you with this, but you must avenge our family!"
The voice of Ku Da Qiu Shen came, and Zhang Xuezhou was slightly startled.
When the middle-aged beautiful woman and the big bird approached, Zhang Xuezhou saw the big bird transform when it landed on the ground, and then turned into a beautiful woman wearing a feather robe.
“Don’t think about revenge in your head,” the middle-aged beautiful woman advised: “I heard that the Ten Yin Saints are dead, so you can look away!”
< br>"My family member once said that the Holy Son of Shiyin has two lives, and he will not die so easily," the beautiful woman replied.
"But he is really dead. Zhu Jiuyin launched a war to avenge the Holy Son of Shiyin." The middle-aged beautiful woman said helplessly: "If you don't believe me, you should believe in Zhu Jiuyin!"
"Zhu Jiuyin is old, and his eyesight is not good. Maybe he saw it wrong!"
The beautiful woman nagged, and after the middle-aged beautiful woman urged her several times, she set her eyes on the ground. On women.
“I don’t know how to save people.” The beautiful woman spread her hands and said, “You tell me what to do, and I will help you!”
“Shiyin Saint Son? That one in my house? Zhu Zhu. Jiuyin launched a war for revenge?”
As the beautiful woman kept nagging, Zhang Xuezhou roughly guessed the identity of the other party.
If Zhu Shiyin hit the right person, the woman in front of him is the wife of the Pleiades Star Official in Heaven.
The other party originated from the Heavenly Court, has a status similar to that of the imperial court, and has extremely good cultivation.
A beautiful woman can be so entrusted to a middle-aged beautiful woman. Even if this middle-aged beautiful woman is not at the level of the Lord of the Holy Land, there is a high probability that the other party has the strength of beings such as the Golden Crow Emperor.
Zhang Xuezhou was thoughtful, and when the middle-aged beautiful woman asked how to help, he proposed the idea of gastric lavage.
“I can do this!”
Before Zhang Xuezhou could explain the difficulties of gastric lavage, the beautiful woman responded very quickly.
(End of this chapter)