Everyone Knows I’m a Good Person MTL - 159. Sovereign in Xianxia (2)
As soon as Shi Qing said this, not only the young monks in the dungeon were stunned, but even the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were dumbfounded.
When will their Sovereign learn medical skills?
“Look at each of you. Anyway, it’s the righteous immortal gate. With so many hidden injuries in this body, can you not even support a pharmacist in your sect?”
The disciples standing in the dungeon looked at Shi Qing vigilantly and blankly.
After looking at each other for a few times, the one dressed in white finally came out, first politely clasped his fists and bowed before asking; “Dare to ask Sect Master Shi, what is a pharmacist.”
“Yeah, I have traveled all over the world, why have I never heard of the name of a pharmacist?”
“Are you talking about a doctor?”
“Or is the name of the Iron Bone Sect different from ours?”
A group of immortal disciples talked, and their faces were confused.
The Iron Bone Sect disciples didn’t know what this was.
But each of them didn’t dare to speak, they could only bow their heads and pretend to be dead.
Shi Qing looked at these immortal disciples who quickly forgot that he was locked up in the dungeon, but began to explore what the pharmacist is, and deeply felt that they were all direct descendants of the big sect.
One by one, he never lacked food or drink since he was a child. He practiced celestial arts every day, and occasionally went down the mountain to fight for justice, and then entered the secret realm.
All have been cultivated into silly white sweets.
He tilted his head to ask the Iron Bone Sect disciple, who was afraid to show up, “Is that Gu Qiushu like them?”
The Iron Bone Sect disciple didn’t know what Shi Qing was asking, so he could only answer carefully: “That person is not as talkative as they are. Since he was locked in, he has sat cross-legged and never spoke.
Shi Qing nodded: “I just don’t like to talk, it doesn’t matter, I just want to talk.”
The disciple who had just spoken heard what they were saying, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked forward: “Sect Master Shi, Master Shu is also here? Since Sect Master Shi is not malicious, can you let Master Shu wait with me? ?”
Shi Qing glanced at him up and down.
The people of the immortal gate are very good-looking, and this disciple is also handsome, and his eyebrows are calm and innocent.
But naivety is also normal. Looking at the disciples behind him, no one is more naive than him.
“You belong to Tian Yanzong? Since you are called Master Gu Qiushu, you are a third-generation disciple?”
“Yes.”
The young monk hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: “In the next day, Yanzong’s third-generation disciple Lin Zenglin will stop.”
When he reported his family, he looked up again and said, “Since the time lord is not malicious, can you let me out?”
Shi Qing ignored him, and only asked the Iron Bone Sect disciple next to him: “Which dungeon is Gu Qiushu?”
“Dungeon of Tianzi.”
The disciple hurriedly replied: “Gu Qiushu cultivated in the distracting period, so he was locked up in the Tianzi dungeon.”
Shi Qing nodded and waved his hand: “Let this Lin Xingzhi come out and go to Tianzihao with us. Doesn’t he want to see his uncle? Then let him see.”
With joy on Lin Xingzhi’s face, he quickly thanked him and stood at the door and was led out.
When other Tian Yanzong disciples in the dungeon saw him being taken out, their faces suddenly showed a panic: “Brother.”
“Big brother.”
“Don’t call, don’t call, don’t behave as if I am going to do something to your senior brother.”
Shi Qing sat on his special chair and asked them grinningly: “You really don’t know what a pharmacist is? Aren’t they all from famous schools?”
The young monks looked at each other one by one, but they couldn’t find it no matter how they searched in their memory. They could only hold their fists and salute: “I don’t know, but I still hope that the Sect Master will solve the confusion.”
Shi Qing sighed, looking helpless.
“Alright, since you don’t know, this suzerain will do a good job in popularizing science for you.”
“The pharmacist, the teacher of the medicine, can distinguish thousands of elixir and poison, and can also drive the beasts and birds. To practice the pharmacist, you don’t need mental power. As long as you heal others, you can increase your realm cultivation.”
“The pharmacist’s realm is great, it can turn the clouds and rain, but also save the Sandan monks, and even help others resist the sky thunder. This is the pharmacist.”
After Shi Qing’s short words, the disciples’ eyes widened one by one.
Brother Sandan, resist the sky thunder.
OMG! !
There are such capable cultivators in the world.
“Sect Master Shi, I don’t know why the word pharmacist has never been mentioned to me. When I was in the sect, I had searched through all the books in the sect, but I had never seen any ancient book mentioning it. Passed.”
Shi Qing sighed again, the delicate and beautiful face that had been meticulously maintained by various elixir since childhood was full of melancholy.
“You don’t know, it’s actually normal.”
All the disciples in what he was doing in this way came out of curiosity.
When looking at the Iron Bone Sect, the look of the lord, does this pharmacist have any allusions?
Is it ancient times? Or was it lost after the cultivating world cracked 30,000 years ago?
Or is it love, hatred, entanglement?
Just as everyone was thinking about it, the lazy young man sitting on the luxurious chair continued to speak:
“Because this pharmacist’s way is my original creation, I haven’t announced it to the world, of course you don’t know it.”
Fairy disciples: “…”
Disciples of the Iron Bone Sect: “…”
After being speechless for a while, Lin Xingzhi next to him couldn’t help but ask: “Sect Master…original Dao Fa?”
“Yeah, can’t it?”
Shi Qing shook the sleeve of his hand and looked very confident: “Since my father was able to create the Iron Bone Sect and the Puppet Dao, then as his son, I also created the Pharmacist Dao. Isn’t it normal? ”
Lin Xingzhi reminded euphemistically: “But Sect Master, you don’t have spiritual roots…”
“Can’t you practice without spiritual roots?”
When I heard the question, a disciple in the dungeon replied: “Everyone in the world knows that only those with spiritual roots can embark on the path of cultivation.”
“Yes.”
Shi Qing nodded: “So the medicine I created can be repaired without spiritual roots. Is there a problem?”
Everyone: “…”
This is not a question of whether there is a problem.
It is a question of no spiritual roots.
Without spiritual roots, there is no way to store spiritual power in the body, and without a way to store spiritual power, one cannot embark on the path of practice, and cannot embark on Qi training.
In this way, the cultivation base will not rise, and the life span will also stagnate.
Now I tell them that they can cultivate without spiritual roots, but they definitely won’t believe it anyway.
Shi Qing looked at their expressions and squinted slightly: “Don’t you believe in this suzerain?”
–thump!
The Iron Bone Sect disciple, who was still standing just now, couldn’t help kneeling when he heard his tone.
“Believe and believe! The disciples naturally believed what the sovereign said!”
Shi Qing looked at Lin Xingzhi who was standing next to him again: “Xiao Lin, how about you?”
Lin Xingzhi frowned slightly and decided to stick to himself: “Sect Master Shi, I have never heard of the practice of spiritual rootlessness, I am afraid…”
“Come on, I see.”
Shi Qing waved his hand and lazily ordered: “Send people in, no need to see Gu Qiushu.”
Lin Xingzhi: “…”
Seeing that those Iron Bone Sect disciples really wanted to come forward to catch him, he hurriedly avoided, and quickly changed his words: “I believe it! I believe it!”
“That’s right, so good.”
Shi Qing nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the immortal disciples in the dungeon, smiling very well and asked, “What about you? Believe it or not?”
The young monks looked at each other.
They weren’t Shi Qing’s people, and they didn’t even think about going to see Gu Qiushu. They were afraid of Shi Qing for what they did.
“We don’t believe it!”
“Tsk.”
Shi Qing turned his head to the Iron Bone Sect and said, “When I will deliver food to them, they will have big fish and meat, but no salt, more sugar, sweet mouth.”
The young monks who stood in the dungeon heard his words clearly: “…”
Disciples of the Iron Bone Sect: “…”
At any rate, he is also a big sect master, should he be so careful.
Shi Qing didn’t care what they thought of him, anyway, there were three Mahayana puppets standing behind him.
He yawned, and leaned directly on the chair lazily: “Okay, the road is quite far away, I don’t bother to go, you just carry this suzerain over there.”
“Yes.”
The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect hurriedly lifted their chairs and steadily walked towards the Tianzihao.
Lin Xingzhi hurriedly followed by.
“Sect Master Shi wants to practice Pharmacist Tao, why should he arrest us?”
Shi Qing: “Who arrested you, how many times do you want this Sect Master to tell you, it is you who admire this Sect Master’s superb medical skills, so I am begging to follow my Iron Bone Sect.”
Lin Xingzhi: “…”
He simply followed Shi Qing’s words and said, “In that case, dare you to ask Shi Sect Master if he had reported to the sect I was waiting for, and made it clear that we are here as guests?”
Shi Qing: “That is your sect, and not mine. You have to report it yourself.”
Lin Xingzhi: “Since this is the case, I also ask Sect Master Shi for permission to pass a letter to the sect.”
“Pass it.”
Lin Xingzhi looked at Shi Qing hesitantly, and saw that he was indeed too lazy to manage, took out the letter spreading talisman paper from his arms, and tentatively tried his spiritual power.
Sure enough, as soon as he left the dungeon, his spiritual power was restored.
That dungeon really suppresses people’s spiritual power.
He hurriedly wrote the information on the talisman paper, and then threw the talisman paper away.
–boom!
As soon as the talisman flew to the wall, it was shattered.
A disciple of the Iron Bone Sect said, “The use of letter-passing talisman paper is not allowed in the dungeon.”
Lin Xingzhi: “…”
Shi Qing glanced at him and comforted him: “It’s okay, I will pay you.”
“I am always upright and generous, and I never do such shameless things.”
With his comfort, Lin Xingzhi felt a little relaxed.
It just so happened that Tianzihao dungeon arrived.
Shi Qing got off the chair, tidyed up his clothes, and asked people to open the door.
Inside the door, there was a man wearing the same white suit sitting cross-legged on the ground, hearing the movement, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to contain ice, and the face that lined it more was as cold as an iceberg.
However, even if it is an iceberg, it is a beautiful iceberg.
When Lin Xingzhi saw him, he instantly felt relieved, and couldn’t wait to run forward: “Uncle Master!!”
Shi Qing grabbed his shoulder, motioned to the puppet to hold the person, and raised an eyebrow at Gu Qiushu, who was coldly looking at him:
“Gu Qiushu, your nephew is in my hands. If you don’t want him to die, you’d better listen to me obediently.”
Lin Xingzhi: “…”
He looked at Shi Qing incredulously: “Sect Master Shi, you just said that you are acting upright and upright.”
“It’s not.”
Shi Qing patted him on the shoulder, particularly confident:
“Isn’t I just using you to threaten your uncle uncle?”
“Even threatening people are so unconcealed, is there anyone in this world who is more dignified than this suzerain?”
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