The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 61

Enemies, Yang Wenhao originally had the Qingcheng faction and the Songshan faction.

And now there is another Huashan.

It has to be said that the current situation is all because of Yang Wenhao's carelessness.

"It's still too shallow."

Yang Wenhao shook his head and sighed in his heart, but he didn't regret it.

Originally, Yang Wenhao could buy pills through the system to recover from his injuries, but those pills cost hundreds of dollars and there is no upper limit.

If you think about it, it's better to give yourself a long memory.

Injuries can often be remembered by people, and they will not repeat the same mistakes in the future.

After practicing all night, the injury was suppressed.

The wound has also begun to crust over and heal.

Early in the morning, Dongfang Bubai came to Yang Wenhao's guest room, and said that he wanted to find the famous murderous doctor Ping Yizhi.

Yang Wenhao had no choice but to go on the road with Dongfang Bubai.

Along the way, Dongfang Bubai took care of Yang Wenhao in every possible way.

Yang Wenhao has been taking advantage of this time to practice hard to recover from his injuries.

The scripture exercises obtained in Shaolin Temple before taking advantage of the trend to realize Taoism.

The location of the murderous doctor Ping Yizhi is Kaifeng Mansion.

And Dongfang Bubai naturally brought Yang Wenhao to Kaifeng Mansion.

There are lights and festoons along the way, but Dongfang Bubai has no intention of admiring them.

In fact, along the way, Yang Wenhao's injuries have already healed, and there is no need to find some murderous famous doctor to flatten him. It's just that Dongfang Bubai keeps saying that it can't be done, and he must see if there are any sequelae.

"It's here."

Dongfang Bubai brought Yang Wenhao to a small courtyard.

This looks very ordinary from the outside, just like an ordinary family.

But Yang Wenhao can think of who lives inside even if he closes his eyes.

With the eyes and ears of the Sun Moon God Sect, even if Ping Yizhi was not at home, Dongfang Bubai could still know where he went and what he did.

"You wait here first, I'll be out soon."

After Dongfang Bubai said something to Yang Wenhao, he walked towards the courtyard of Tingjia.

After a while, two figures came out from the courtyard of the Ting family.

One is of course Dongfang Bubai, while the other is a pale old man.

"This is Ping Yizhi, a famous murderer." Dongfang Bubai introduced.

"Don't dare to be that." The pale old man hastily cupped his hands in humility, then he turned his head to look at Yang Wenhao: "This one must be the rookie Yang Shaoxia."

"The old man has said it before." Yang Wenhao smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Where are some rookies in the rivers and lakes? They just killed a few people who didn't like it."

"Interesting." Ping pointed and smiled, and made a gesture of invitation: "The two of you are welcome."

Entering the small courtyard of Tingjia, Ping pointed and shouted: "Old woman, come and bring tea and water."

"Come, come, come." An ugly woman came out from the side.

"You two, this is my scumbag." Ping Yizhi said.

The reason why Ping Yizhi put his status so low, needless to say, Yang Wenhao also knew that it was because of Dongfang Bubai.

Even if Ping Yizhi is famous and famous, killing one person and saving another, but in front of Dongfang Bubai, it is all a trick of the house.

So Ping Yizhi naturally didn't dare to treat Dongfang Invincible with his usual attitude, what a mistake?Wouldn't that be tantamount to courting death?

"You two, please sit down." Ping greeted with one finger, and after the two sat down, he asked: "I wonder who you two are planning to save?"

Dongfang Bubai said, "He was seriously injured."

"Seriously injured?" Ping Yizhi looked at Yang Wenhao with a puzzled face. How could this red-faced and white-toothed man be seriously injured?

He looked no different from a healthy person. Could it be that he misunderstood the meaning of serious injury?
Yang Wenhao said with a smile: "Old man, I was indeed injured, but it was not as serious as I said. Can you find a compartment and show the wound to the old man, and the old man will make a decision after seeing it."

Ping Yi nodded: "Since the young master said so, then I'd rather obey orders than be respectful."

Dongfang Bubai sat there drinking tea without saying anything.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai didn't make any moves, Yang Wenhao let out a soft breath.

Then he and Ping Yizhi came to the side compartment.

Yang Wenhao lifted the clothes above his shoulders to reveal the wound caused by Yue Buqun.

Seeing the wound, Ping Yi couldn't help but exclaimed: "These injuries must be caused by sword wounds, and they were caused by penetration. Fortunately, they should be restrained in time, otherwise it will be troublesome to cause infection and necrosis of the wound."

Then Ping pointed and said: "But according to this, I don't need to treat him anymore, I can at most write some prescriptions for the young master to restore his vitality."

"Yeah." Yang Wenhao nodded slightly, and said: "When I get out later, just say that I have been cured, and you can prescribe some medicine for me."

Hearing this, Ping Yizhi has been in the world for many years, so how can he not understand Yang Wenhao's meaning, nodded and said: "That's according to the son."

After leaving the cubicle, Dongfang Bubai saw Yang Wenhao coming out, looked at Ping and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I've tried my best to help the young master with treatment." Ping Yizhi said: "There is no problem anymore, just need to take some medicine to restore the body's vitality."

"Then you go and do it quickly." Dongfang Bubai said.

After a while, Ping Yizhi took two prescriptions and several bags of mixed Chinese medicine and placed them in front of Yang Wenhao.

Seeing this traditional Chinese medicine, Yang Wenhao's expression turned ugly.

Chinese medicine is known to be bitter, otherwise there would be no such thing as a good medicine.

However, there is obviously no problem, but I still have to drink Chinese medicine, which is a little uncomfortable.

But looking at Dongfang Bubai's eyes, I'm afraid it's impossible not to drink.

Saying goodbye to Ping Yizhi, Dongfang Bubai couldn't wait to find a place to stay and cook medicine for Yang Wenhao.

When he smelled the boiled Chinese medicine, Yang Wenhao looked constipated.

An hour later, Dongfang Bubai came in with a Chinese medicine in hand: "It's ready, it's still hot, drink it slowly."

"Drink slowly?" Yang Wenhao's mouth trembled: "Can I stop drinking?"

"No." Dongfang Bubai shook his head: "Ping Yizhi said that if you want to drink, you must make it up. It is not good for young people to lose their vitality."

Yang Wenhao let out a long breath, it seems that it is impossible not to drink, as the saying goes, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain.

"bring it on."

Yang Wenhao suppressed his taste buds, picked up the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine soup and drank it down without hesitation.

It is almost swallowed here and there.

After a while, Yang Wenhao still felt the bitter taste in his mouth.

However, after taking warm medicine, my body felt better.

"No, cry when you know Chinese medicine, this is the syrup I made, try it."

Dongfang Bubai brought a bowl of sugar water which surprised Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao's mouth is full of bitterness now, and it will be easy to handle with sugar water.

(End of this chapter)