After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Yan Yuexi's eyes narrowed slightly and she lowered her head silently.

"Are you kidding me?"

Her tone was completely different from just now, less teasing and more cold.

In this regard, he is very similar to Jiang Su.

Jiang Su turned over the wooden sign in his hand, touched it lightly with his fingertips, and felt the unevenness in his hand. This was the word "Heaven".

"Heavenly Medicine? Or Heavenly Medicine?" She muttered in her heart.

"I don't need to tell lies to frame people, but I do hate this...Senior Brother Yan."

Jiang Su was generally interested in the matter of "recognizing relatives". This man acted enthusiastic and charitable, but this was the Black Tower, the door to the Demon Realm, and which level was not closed to demon cultivators.

In the final analysis, the demonic energy is mixed with the resentment of the monks, and it is only a matter of time before people's hearts change.Who knows what this person has in mind?
Yan Yuexi still didn't believe it, "Xiao Hui is my apprentice. I know his temperament best. How could he switch to the poisonous path after I leave?"

Jiang Su recalled what the Poison Judge said about his master's situation at that time. It seemed that... he was invaded by demonic energy in order to heal the demonic cultivator?
"Did you become a demon to save people?"

It doesn't sound like this person's tone.

Yanyue Xiqian was silent, his eyes fell on Jiang Su's face, the light and dark in his eyes were mixed, but the deep meaning could not be seen.

She relaxed and sighed softly.

"No, is this what Xiao Hui told you?"

The female cultivator flicked her sleeves, stood up and sat at the table opposite, and casually glanced at the red monk who was eating melon.

She poured herself a cup of tea, poured another cup for Jiang Su and gave it to her.

"Try it. I brought it from the Eastern Region that year. Fang Zhe should be familiar with it. This is Dongshan Beixue. It is considered to be the most famous tea in the Eastern Region."

The red-clothed monk's eyes were heavy. Where could there be tea that could be stored for hundreds of years? The snow in the east mountains and north was no longer the taste of the Eastern Region back then.

But Yan Yuexi still treasures it and drinks it carefully.

Jiang Su took a small sip and pursed her lips.

"..." This tea is definitely expired.

Wait...can't this person taste it?

"I decided to become a demon on my own back then. Although the demonic energy came from the demonic cultivator I was treating, I was the one who mainly asked him to give me the demonic energy, and I worked hard for him to initiate me."

Jiang Su's mind sank.

Another person who has some agenda and takes shortcuts and goes astray.

"I was...well...I was a little impatient. After all, I have been stuck in the late stage of Yuanying, and I can't even reach the perfection of Yuanying. My junior brother who has been with me for hundreds of years has cultivated to the point of becoming a god and became a medical immortal in this world. "

"I have thought countless times whether it is because although we have the same teacher, we have chosen different medical paths, and our inheritance of practice is also different. Is his inheritance better than mine..."

Yan Yuexi's tone was melancholy. She no longer cared about inheritance.

"You and my father learned from the same person, so what's the difference in inheritance?"

Jiang Su frowned slightly and asked what he had been puzzled about.

Yanhui sent Wang Jia to Shifangmen for the inheritance of Jiangliu Shui. What is the difference between the two people's inheritance is worth worrying about, so he doesn't waste a lot of time.

Yan Yuexi twitched the corners of her lips and said with a wry smile: "This river is flowing. I really don't deserve to be a father. I didn't even tell you this."

"We are Lanyue Valley, the gate of medicine. This lineage is called Heavenly Medicine, and the inheritance still passed down to this day comes from an ancient book. Our Lanyue Valley has been a sparsely populated place for nearly a thousand years, and we are all started by the surname Yan. . Your father chose to leave the sect and join the Shifang Sect, using his original surname. I am the one who will inherit the lineage of Lan Yue Valley and Heavenly Doctor."

Jiang Su had already made some guesses about inheritance. In the past, when she thought about her relationship with Jiang Liuliu, she felt that inheritance was a mysterious matter. What he taught was just ordinary knowledge. Then, as she gradually grew up, she discovered something was wrong.

"The old book you are talking about is a torn and torn book. Every now and then, a page is only a palm-sized piece of paper, and it falls off when you shake it?" Yan Yuexi was shocked: "You still dare to shake it? That's not true. The fallen scum, is that the last remaining legacy of a page? !!”

Jiang Su: "..."

"They are all scum. What else can you pass on to me? It's not like you can learn things just by eating them."

Bread of knowledge, every bite brings knowledge.

Yan Yuexi's hands were trembling, and she could hardly hold back and was on the verge of having a seizure, but considering that this was the niece of the junior master she had just met, she couldn't hit or scold her.

"Oh...it's okay! As long as you hold the book and flip through a few pages, you can absorb the scum into your stomach and learn the corresponding content! This, this, this...the reason for this is inheritance. The scum that each person inhales is different! So the direction of enlightenment is different!"

Jiang Su: "..."

"Aren't you kidding me?"

Yan Yuexi waved her hand seriously, "Absolutely impossible."

Jiang Su was silent for a moment, hesitating to speak, and finally thought about it: "What's the content in the book?"

"It's also an inheritance. We are the inheritance of the five senses. What we read is counted as smell when we inhale it. It is the fragrance of books."

God steps on the horse and inherits the fragrance of books.

So I’m considered passed down?

"Looking at it now, your father's team is really powerful. He ascended early, and you turned into a god at the age of 15. It's really... enviable."

Yan Yuexi only smiled faintly, with no jealousy on his face.

Jiang Su thought about the contents of the old book, and it was clear that they were all forbidden arts. They either wanted the flesh and blood of the monks and swung the knife at him, or they wanted the monks' bones, which were taken apart and peeled.

What is so enviable about it.

Thinking of Yan Yuexi's relieved tone, Jiang Su raised his hand and shook the wooden sign, "What is this?"

The female cultivator raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you ask me what is in our half of the inheritance?"

Jiang Su's throat twitched slightly, and he leaned against the bed frame in boredom, and said lazily: "There is nothing in medicine that can be learned in a short while, and it takes three to five years to understand its true meaning.

"If it's not my chance, it's not mine. There is always someone in this world who comes for me."

"Instead of worrying about this, let's wait until you finish talking. Fang Zhe and I will quickly figure out how to get out of the tower. I still have the God of Thunder Tribulation... waiting to kill me."

The girl in colorful clothes was not pretending to be relaxed, her tone was full of self-deprecation.

“There is no time in life that you don’t force, just live life as it comes.”

"When you have a good rest, you will have a good rest. In your leisure, you will have leisure friends."

She followed the flow of the river and loved money from the bottom of her heart, but she had no greed. A gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. There are very few people in the world who can really do this.

Fang Zhe looked at the young doctor's wantonness and curled his lips.

They would get out and she would live...

Listening to the girl in colorful clothes' chic words, Yan Yuexi felt as if there was a crack in a big stone blocking her heart.

Climbing up from the bottom of my heart, the stone pressed against my blood, dissipating most of the shadows of the past.

She will suddenly return to her original appearance, with veins popping up all over her face. Her eyes are hollow and you can see the blood vessels and nerves behind them. There are also blood veins as decorations, making the green and white face look like a terrifying human skin mask.

Jiang Su had no eyes and didn't know what she looked like. She still thought that this person looked similar to Wang Jia, and she should also be a tall and handsome woman.