"A little bit of knowledge."

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing smiled modestly.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian just smiled and did not comment.

　　

　　 However, in his opinion, although Ji Tianxing is the son of the oracle, he is a peerless genius.

　　

　　 After all, Ji Tianxing only has the strength of the Primordial God Realm, no matter how much he studies the way of pill medicine, where can he be wise?

　　

　　 Martial artist's vision, knowledge, and methods are all limited by the realm of strength.

　　

　　 A martial artist in the Heavenly Origin Realm who has been intensively cultivating the elixir Dao throughout his life, when it comes to the attainments of the elixir Dao, in any case, it is impossible to surpass the primordial spirit powerhouse who has a little knowledge of the elixir Dao.

　　

　　 "You don't have to worry about the old man's injury.

　　

　　The old man has been studying for hundreds of years, and he is unable to save himself. Even if you know it, what can you do?

　　

　　 However, if you want to refine the pill, the old man can help you.

　　

　　 What puzzles and problems you will encounter in the future, even if you come to the old man, the old man will definitely answer for you. "

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian looked at Ji Tianxing and smiled and said, "Although the old man has fallen into the tribulation state, but the alchemy attainments are second only to the famous alchemy saints in the world, pointing you is not a problem."

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing nodded and said, "Thank you Hong Lao, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask you for advice.

　　

　　 However, I still want to know the status of your injury. Maybe we can brainstorm and find a cure? "

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian glanced at him in surprise again, and said with a dumb smile: "You kid, you are really stubborn and stubborn. You don't want to give up.

　　

　　, if you care about the old man so much, the old man will let you see..."

　　

　　 While talking, he stretched out his left hand and put it in front of Ji Tianxing.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing understood what he meant, so he stretched out his right hand and put it on his wrist, releasing his spiritual sense to investigate his condition.

　　

　　 If he can see the condition of Hong Lao's injury, Hong Lao will tell him the specific symptoms.

　　

　　 If he can't even see the basic injuries, then there is no need to talk about it.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing closed his eyes, focused on urging his consciousness, entered Hong Chengtian's body, and explored his soul.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian also completely believed in him, unguarded, and let him check the soul.

　　

　　 Both of them were silent.

　　

　　After a hundred breaths of time, Ji Tianxing slowly retracted his right hand and opened his eyes.

　　

　　 "How?" Hong Chengtian looked at him with a smile.

　　

　　 He nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "The middle **** is vulnerable, and the five have drawbacks, the mind lacks one, the ground is not available, the seven veins block the three souls..."

　　

　　 The smile on Hong Chengtian's face suddenly disappeared and became solemn.

　　

　　 After Ji Tianxing finished speaking, his face was already surprised, his eyes gleaming with relief.

　　

　　 "Sure enough, you are a bit capable, no wonder you are so stubborn, you have long been confident.

　　

　　 You are right, you have seen about 80% of the injury of the old man's soul, which is not bad.

　　

　　 With your knowledge of the pill, it is enough to compare with the ordinary tribulation powerhouse, it is not easy! "

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian's expression is full of appreciation, and he is not stingy with words of praise.

　　

　　 "Old Hong praised." Ji Tianxing said modestly, his face solemnly said: "Although I can see 80%, the remaining 20% ​​of the injury symptoms are the most important, please let me know."

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian believed him, and said: "Since the soul is damaged, every time when the extreme Yin is in the realm, the five gods are in pain, and they seem to be split and broken.

　　

　　 In addition, in the depths of the old man’s soul, there is a trace of strange poison, which specifically restrains the poison of the soul..."

　　

　　 After Hong Chengtian finished speaking, Ji Tianxing probably understood.

　　

　　 He took all these conditions in mind, and said to Hong Chengtian: "Old Hong, I have read several ancient medical books, which record treatments for similar injuries.

　　

　　 If you are willing to believe me, you might as well give me a few days and I can find a cure for you. "

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian originally had no hope, nor did he believe that he could really find a way.

　　

　　 But Ji Tianxing is the son of the oracle, a genius favored by the gods, and he does have some talent for healing.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian thought about it for a while, then smiled and nodded: "Tianxing, you have this kind of heart, the old man is very pleased and grateful.

　　

　　 You just do what you can. No matter what the result is, the old man will remember you as a favor. "

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said, "Old Hong is serious. I am not trying to make you owe me favor. I am only willing to do this if we agree."

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian chuckled and nodded without saying more.

　　

　　 Then, the two sat on the top of the altar and started chatting.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian lives in the west courtyard of Tiansheng Palace. He has lived alone for hundreds of years and has been alone for too long.

　　

　　 can meet Ji Tianxing such a peerless Tianjiao, and the two have similar interests, he and Ji Tianxing have a very happy chat.

　　

　　 He talked about the past of Fengshen Mountain, the history of Haotian Tower, the rise and fall of the six empires, and the general trend of the Shenwu Continent.

　　

　　 He was once a famous martial artist, so he naturally traveled around the world and traveled all over the Shenwu Continent, and he had a wide range of knowledge.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing used to read related records and stories only in books.

　　

　　 Now that I heard Hong Chengtian dictate it, I understood it more clearly.

　　

　　 Unknowingly, a whole day passed.

　　

　　 Until the sunset, when night fell, the light did not descend on the altar.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing was a little disappointed.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian was used to it for a long time, and was not surprised, and comforted him: "Don't worry, in three months, the divine light may come."

　　

　　 After dark, the two said goodbye to each other and left the altar.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing returned to the east courtyard, entered the secret room, sat cross-legged on the purple jade platform, and began to exercise meditation.

　　

　　 He urged Yuanshen to enter the tomb of the sword god, and landed in front of eighteen black tombstones.

　　

　　 The first tombstone on the right is the entrance of Tianshu Pavilion.

　　

　　 He stretched out his palm to touch the tombstone, and was immediately sucked into the alien space~lightnovelpub.net~ The next moment, he appeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds, with a white jade stone bridge at his feet.

　　

　　 He crossed the stone bridge, entered the Tianshu Pavilion, and began to look up the collection of books and ancient books.

　　

　　 What he said to Hong Chengtian before was not an excuse.

　　

　　 He did see it in Tianshu Pavilion, and there was a similar situation recorded in an ancient book.

　　

　　 Moreover, the ancient books and classics in the Tianshu Pavilion are rare treasures and exercises above the holy level. They are all-encompassing and omnipresent.

　　

　　 Hong Chengtian’s Yuanshen was so severely injured that he could not be cured by the martial masters who were waiting for him.

　　

　　 But he believed that the corresponding treatment would definitely be found in Tianshu Pavilion.

　　

　　 Time passed silently, and one day passed quickly.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing was in the Tianshu Pavilion and continuously checked hundreds of holy medical classics and alchemy books.

　　

　　Finally, when he finished reading half of "On the Strange Poisonous Injury", his frowning brow suddenly stretched out, and a gratifying smile appeared on his face.

　　

　　 "That's right! This is the medical dictionary, and the symptoms described are exactly the same as those of Hong Lao!"

　　

　　 He was happily holding the strange poison and wound theory, and left the Tianshu Pavilion.

　　

After 　　 Yuanshen returned to his throne, he sat in the secret room, concentrating on reading the medical classics and comprehending the healing methods recorded in the books.

　　

　　 (End of this chapter)