Chapter 223 Adaptive

   Six days later.

  Everyone arrived at the Yixian Gate.

  The Immortal Medicine Gate is far away from human habitation, and the route is full of high mountains and dense forests. It is very difficult for the non-flying Foundation Establishment Stage to walk through it.

  Finally came to the foot of the mountain, looking up at the looming mountain gate halfway up the mountain, Duge became more and more determined that he must promote the monks in the sect to the Jindan stage.

  Flying with the sword at the golden core stage, you can take one or two people with you, but you can't take ten people. Fortunately, the lowest cultivation level of everyone is also the peak of the foundation stage, and it takes so little time to rush on the road with all your strength.

  If it's all in the gas refining period, it will take more than half a month just to travel.

   It is the most unjust thing to waste time on the road.

  …

"The aura of the famous sect is really rich!" Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xu Heming's eyes were full of envy, "Before entering the mountain gate, the aura is far stronger than mine in Tianlan Valley. I really don't know how rich the aura on the mountain is." What is it like!"

   What Xu Heming can feel, Duge can naturally feel too. He looked at the mountain gate above, and he felt emotional in his heart. This is the sect of practice, and the aura is too strong.

  Compared with this place, Seven Star Mountain is nothing but scum.

but.

  If he had seized such a sect back then, and had been assigned to looting and nobility, he would never have developed so fast!

  In such an inaccessible sect, who can he rob?

   Robbing patients?

  Unless he cultivates a golden core, he might not even be able to get out of the sect...

   Sure enough.

   It is right not to seize the famous sect, there are too few people, and there cannot be much disturbance in it.

but now?

  Duge suddenly looked at the dean and asked, "Dean, how do these sects usually accept disciples?"

"Usually, famous sects will regularly send people into the folk, to find some talented children in various towns, and accept them as disciples." The dean said, "School disciples who have achieved success in martial arts travel around the world to increase their knowledge. On the way, if you find good seedlings, you will bring them back to the sect."

   "Didn't anyone recommend themselves?" Duge asked.

"Rarely, most of the sects are hidden in remote mountains and dense forests. Ordinary people can't come here. Even if they are lucky enough to find the sect, they will rarely be admitted." The dean said, "The sect Apprentices pay more attention to talent. No matter how determined ordinary people are, they will not be hired by the sect without the talent and roots of cultivation. It’s okay to have a clean background, and maybe they will stay as a handyman. If they are found out If they are spies sent by other sects, they will be killed in all likelihood."

   "How did they find out the spies?" Doug asked, "Soul search?"

The dean's heart shuddered, thinking of Wang Chong's suspected seizure, subconsciously lowered his voice, and explained: "Master, I have been in the monastery for many years, and I have never heard of such spells as soul searching. It is a sorcery that can deceive people's minds, but it also makes people voluntarily reveal the truth, and it cannot read people's thoughts directly from people's minds.

   To identify whether a person has seized the house, it is usually to verify whether the soul is compatible with the body? The person who seizes the house occupies another person's body, and the soul will always have various discomforts, the foundation is unstable, and the spiritual power invades the upper dantian, and the soul can be easily forced out of the body. This is the commonly used method to identify the body. "

  The seventh junior brother subconsciously glanced at his senior brother in charge.

"Seventh Junior Brother, Junior Junior Sister, Old Xu, from now on, you are all members of the confinement institute, and have nothing to do with me. We just met on the way, do you understand?" Duge pondered for a moment, and suddenly Be kind to everyone.

   "Brother Sect Leader, what are you going to do?" the junior sister asked.

   "Sect Leader, do you want to worship the Immortal Doctor Doctor?" The dean asked in surprise, recalling Du Ge's question just now.

   "Yes." Duge smiled, "The difficulty of conquering a sect from the outside is definitely different from conquering it from the inside! There is Huashen in the Valley of Immortal Medicine, so it is too difficult to confront him directly..."

   "..." The dean was shocked and startled, "Master, you... you don't want to get the Valley of Immortal Medicine, do you?"

"Otherwise?" Duge looked at the dean and said, "My kung fu often breaks people's limbs, so I can't go back and find someone from the Immortal Medicine Sect to continue it? It's okay to come here once or twice. It will inevitably arouse people's doubts, it is better to make them our own, and it will be more convenient to do things."

   "But you are already a Jindan, no sect will take in a real Jindan of unknown origin..." the dean stumbled and said.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Duge smiled, "If you don't succeed, you won't lose anything. As you said just now, it's impossible for other sects to install spies, right? It's impossible to directly install a Jindan Daoist! Remember, From now on, I will be a casual cultivator Gao Ming, we met on the road. Let's go up the mountain."

   "Master, should this matter be discussed in the long run." The dean wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "We can find a Nascent Soul cultivator first, and gradually figure it out. There is no need to plan a complete sect."

He paused, "To tell you the truth, I have already thought about it before I came here. I will write to my master Liao Shicheng after the connection of my arm is completed. He is the elder of the Yan State Supervisory Academy. Realm cultivator. To lure him, we have a great chance to take him without harm, there is really no need to take such a big risk..."

  Xu Heming and others looked at the dean with strange eyes. Did they really sell their master just because of their own skills?

  The dean looked at Xu Heming and the others, and said anxiously: "What are you looking at me for? Advise the head!"

  Xu Heming and others looked at each other, but no one spoke.

  They knew Doug better than the dean.

   During the Qi refining period, two or three people dared to break into Tianlan Valley, and during the foundation building period, in the name of borrowing spirit stones, they turned around and took down the Supervisory Institute.

  This time I came to the Immortal Medicine Sect, and I still wanted to seek a teacher in a roundabout way, which was already very tactful.

  Xu Heming coughed dryly: "Principal, just do what the headmaster said, it's much better to learn from a teacher than to directly enter..."

"..." The dean paused, thinking of Duge's great achievements, the corner of his mouth twitched, and swallowed all the words into his stomach, "Master, you must be careful, don't be brave, you can't do anything , escape in time. My Nascent Soul Master is still waiting for you..."

  …

   A group of people climbed to the mountain gate.

  The Immortal Medicine Sect is different from other sects. There are often monks who fight, or are injured or poisoned during practice, and come to seek their healing.

   This is their main means of generating income, so they will not refuse these patients, and will send people to wait at the mountain gate.

   But this time.

   A dozen or so people with severed arms and legs appeared together, or did they stare dumbfounded at a few disciples guarding the mountain, especially when most of them had their heads shaved?

   This is a demon who has encountered some special habit!

otherwise.

  Being beaten like this by others, their heads could have been cut off with a single knife, how could it be possible to give them a chance to heal?

  The dean looked at the stunned disciples guarding the mountain, and jumped off the flying sword with one leg helplessly: "Several doctors, the head of the Danyang City Supervisory Institute, Xiang Cang, brought his subordinates to seek medical treatment."

  One of the disciples guarding the mountain suddenly came back to his senses, and said in embarrassment: "Principal Xiang, Yixian Valley does not have the medical skills to regenerate severed limbs."

   "We also brought the stumps, a lot of them." The dean winked at Qian Dajin in embarrassment.

  Seventh Junior Brother and Qian Dajin put the two large boxes on the ground on their shoulders, opened the lid, and exposed their neatly arranged arms and thighs, with everyone's name written on them.

  The disciple in charge of reception swallowed, and looked at the dean and the others again: "Since there are severed limbs, then there is no problem."

  He went forward to check the broken arms and legs in the box, "These limbs are well preserved, almost no damage can be seen, and reconnecting should not be a problem..."

Suddenly, his expression changed, "No, what kind of weapon cut off these limbs? How could it be so accurate that the cuts were the same? dissected..."

   Crash!

  Several other gatekeeper disciples also gathered around, some picked up the arm, some picked up the leg, and some picked up the dean's thumb, carefully inspected the broken wound, and expressed their amazement.

   "Even the separation of the thumb has been cut so precisely that the blood vessels and meridians are clearly visible. This person's medical skills are not inferior to our master!"

   "If I had this medical skill, I would have become a famous doctor of a generation."

   "Dean, who hurt you? Can you tell us that this person must be a master of surgery in the world, and he should be admitted to my fairy doctor..."

   "Principal, tell me who hurt you, and I may help you with free medical treatment this time." The first mountain guard disciple looked at the principal and the others with earnest eyes.

   "..."

  The dean and the others did not expect to encounter such a situation, and each of them was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the people in Yixian Valley.

  The head of the sect has just planned to become a master of medicine.

   Confessing him would ruin his plan!

"It's me!" Duge's voice suddenly sounded beside the crowd. He came to Qian Dajin in a flash, took off his right hand, and handed it to the disciple guarding the mountain with a smile, "Wang's trip is He came to the Immortal Medicine Sect to exchange medical skills..."

  (end of this chapter)