Juvenile Medical God

The lunatic monk, the deceased wood Taoist, and the two Emei masters were so dimly hit that the rest of the Taishang elders were disturbed, and they all ended their silent retreats and rushed over to mediate.

Even the real person of Haichan, the leader of the Emei faction, was also dispatched.

The real name of Haichan is Liu Haichan, who is now less than 60 years old. As a martial arts practitioner, this age is still a golden age, and it can be described as a young and powerful person.However, some people from the rivers and lakes of Pingchuan Province also noticed that there is also a "Haichan Taoist" in the Qingcheng School. They did not know what this person has to do with Liu Haichan. They dared to use the same name as the Emei School. .

When Liu Haichan appeared, the battle between the lunatic monk and the old man of the dead wood also ended, which was ended after the persuasion and joint suppression of many elders.

For a guy like a mad moon monk, it is really a headache to tell him the truth.

"The two great elders, is this intention to let others see our Emei joke?" Liu Haichan's tone was very plain, but the dignity showed strong majesty, which is the majesty of a master.

Even these super elders couldn't help but look awe-inspiring.

Mad Moon Monk still had a little mania, and shouted: "It's too shameful for the old man of the dead wood to eat solitary food!"

"It's all a panacea thing?" Liu Haichan snorted softly. "It's just for a few panacea. It just makes you mess like this. It's just a joke. The two elders are too much, since this is yours. If you come up with it, go with me and explain to these fellows. "

"Account? To whom?" Mad Moon Monk and the Old Man of Dying Wood were stunned at the same time.

"Explain to the rivers and lakes involved in the Fangshi transaction, and now this group of people unites and sends us Emei dignitaries. It is said to talk to this guy and invite him to participate in the next Fangshi transaction. For this request, we do not Good to refuse. "Liu Haichan said the problem now.

"The United wants people from us?" The old deceased wood sneered, "What kind of people are these people! Dare to spread wild in our Emei factions!"

"This group of people is really not a thing. However, their demands are not excessive, so the two of you will go out to cope with it." Liu Haichan said.

"But this kid is dead!" Said Kuangyue Monk.

"People are dead, the body is still there." Liu Haichan said, letting people take the pile of minced meat together with Qin Lang's clothes.

The group returned to Xianfeng Temple again.

Sure enough, a group of rivers and lakes in Pingchuan province were still stranded in Xianfeng Temple, and they clamored to meet the sloppy young man selling immortality.Among these people, the Haicheng Daoists from the Qingcheng School are among them.

It can be seen that the open fight between Qingcheng and the Emei faction has become stronger and stronger.

"Everyone, I just got an unfortunate news-the Mr. Zhao you care about has fallen into the cliff by himself."

Liu Haichan came to the crowd and announced the news that "Zhao Kan" was dead. Hearing this news, the people present were naturally emotional, and these people did not believe that the sloppy teenager would fall on his own cliff.There is no doubt that the Emei faction must have killed him.

"Mr. Zhao himself fell off the cliff? Am I correct?"

The Haichan Daoist of Qingcheng School sneered, "A master Wu Xuan, will he fall on the cliff by himself, or will he die by himself?"

Of course, no one would believe that a master Wu Xuan would stumble and fall to the cliff and die. In the eyes of everyone, this should be the pretext of the Emei School. Obviously, the Emei School forced it to death, but there is no evidence, and the Emei School is so strong Most of the rest of the people dare to be angry, but only people from the Qingcheng School dare to challenge him.

"Qin Haichan, do you have evidence to say this?" Liu Haichan questioned his half-brother.

That's right, this Haichan Taoist from the Qingcheng School is Liu Haichan's "brother", but the two sides have so much grievances that one joined the Qingcheng School and the other joined the Emei School.Even if both of them were "monstrous", the hatred in their hearts was no longer indifferent, but became stronger and stronger.

"What kind of evidence is needed? You dare to admit the death of the Emei faction, don't you dare to admit it? Forget it, you don't admit it, but what about the immortality of that person? Do you have to swallow the Emei faction?" Qin Haichan deserves to be the leader in the Qingcheng School. He knows that these rivers and lakes have no justice at all. The reason why everyone surrounds here to do justice for "Zhao Kan" is all because of the baby in this sloppy teenager.As for the life and death of this sloppy boy, and how he died, almost no one cared.

"Do you want a magic pill? Unfortunately, this person is dead, and none of them remains." Liu Haichan said coldly.

"This is your answer?" Qin Haichan also sneered. "Emei faction, you really will open your eyes and talk nonsense! Let me first say that the kid fell to the cliff and fell to his death, and now he said that he didn't leave him. Elixir, do you think this is possible? Do you think it is possible! "

"impossible!"

"Hand over the Elixir!"

"We want a panacea!"

"Seers have a share!"

"..."

The passion is not for justice, but for stolen goods.

Qin Lang had left Emei Mountain when these people made the chickens and dogs near the Xianfeng Temple restless, and now he is on his way back to Anrong.

This time the Fang city transaction is only second to Qin Lang for making money. The key is that through this Fang city transaction, he has some intuitive understanding of Jianghu Road in Pingchuan Province, which is simply described in one word:

poor!

That's right, the current Jianghu Road in Pingchuan Province is simply a word of "poor".There is no panacea, no elixir, no spirit stone ... The martial arts practice basically fell into an unprecedented downturn.Without resources, no matter how talented it is, it will be difficult to grow, just as the same sapling will grow, without fertile soil and sufficient sunlight.

Moreover, the poor are not only the Jianghu scattered people, the Budo family, even the Emei and Qingcheng factions, they are also very poor. They do not lack money, but they lack all kinds of spiritual materials, and these spiritual materials are basically all It cannot be bought with money.Otherwise, Qin Lang ’s auction of immortality would not be considered a prodigal.

In addition, Qin Lang saw that behind the Emei School and the Qingcheng School, there seemed to be greater support. Not only is Buddhism and Taoism so simple, Qin Lang has been able to see the emergence of the Cultivator.And in Qin Lang's view, the cultivators gradually intervene in things on the rivers and lakes, which is probably not a good sign.

After pondering his thoughts, Qin Lang dialed a phone call: "Please ask Shui Jingzhen to talk to me."

"I am Water Mirror, who are you?" The real voice of Water Mirror sounded on the phone.

"I am Qin Lang. I went to Fangshi of Xianfeng Temple today."

"What!-Find a place to talk?"