Gongjun is the southernmost county in the Western Wei Dynasty. Half an hour later, Ba Ye flew across the river and arrived at the border of Liang Kingdom.
At first, Nan Feng would reach out to test Yuan An Ning's breathing every once in a while, but later he simply held Yuan An Ning's left wrist and felt her pulse all the time.
Yuan Anning suffered a gunshot wound in Chang'an and lost a lot of blood. She never got any rest and was seriously injured again. The continuous loss of blood severely damaged her vitality and her pulse was abnormally weak.
Even though Nanfeng was so anxious, Nanfeng couldn't bear to rush Ba Ye. Ba Ye had already tried his best. Ba Ye flew quickly and silently, but compared with the eagle eagle, it also had its own weaknesses, which was that it was limited by its body. He was not good at long-distance raids. He had been exhausted from flying from Shenshi to Haishi before, and did not take a good rest before taking off again. Although he was flying at this time, he could barely hold on.
It was already the early morning of the next day when we arrived near Fengming Mountain. There was poisonous gas around Fengming Mountain that restrained birds, so we were not allowed to go directly. Nanfeng could only instruct Ba Ye to land from a distance.
Ba Ye was exhausted and landed unsteadily. Nanfeng felt very distressed, but Yuan Anning was in urgent need of treatment and did not care about comfort and praise. He just patted Ba Ye on his neck and rushed to the mountain with Yuan Anning in his arms.
He has been to Fengming Mountain before and knows that there are masters from various sects in the south of the Yangtze River stationed in front of Fengming Mountain. These people all recognize him. If he appears here, his whereabouts will be exposed. Sooner or later, the Taiqing Sect will hear about it if the news spreads. By then, Tianshanzi and others would know that he survived the catastrophe, and even without a section of the Turtle Shell Heavenly Book, the Taiqing Sect would hunt him down again.
The top priority is to help Yuan An Ning connect the palm, and there is not much else to worry about.
Not long after, we arrived in front of Fengming Mountain. Because we arrived too early, everyone in the wooden house in front of the mountain had not yet gotten up. There were only a few carriages in the square in front of the mountain. They must have arrived last night. I don’t know whether they came to seek medical treatment or to seek treatment. In exchange for elixirs.
There were no obstacles on the mountain road. Nanfeng wanted to go straight up the mountain, but he was afraid of offending Uncle Wang, so he did not dare to be reckless. Fortunately, he knew which wooden house was occupied by Uncle Wang's servants, so he quickly stepped forward and hurriedly knocked on the door.
"It's not time yet, wait." A lazy and impatient response came from the room.
"Human life is at stake, please let me know." Nanfeng had seen this servant receiving gold and silver, so he took out a piece of gold from the purse at his waist, broke the window paper and stuffed it into the room.
Money can communicate with the gods, so he must have seen the piece of gold. The servant's tone softened a little, "It's not that I'm incompetent, but the master of the house hasn't gotten up yet. Please wait until nine o'clock."
After half a night, Yuan Anning was already as angry as a gossamer. There was no way to delay. Nanfeng had no choice but to plead again.
The sound of banging on the door and talking disturbed the peace of others, and a scolding came from the next room, "You are so reckless when asking for help. You really don't understand the rules."
Seeing this scene, Nan Feng didn't care anymore. He took a deep breath, held his breath, jumped up, and used body skills to rush towards the small courtyard on the mountainside.
Those who arrived early saw him going up the mountain without warning, and they shouted loudly to notify the various warriors in the wooden house.
Hearing the shouting outside, warriors from various factions hurriedly stood up, armed with weapons, and came to intercept
Because he was not sure whether there was poisonous gas in the mountains, Nanfeng did not dare to breathe, and he did not breathe until he was near the small courtyard.
At this time, the courtyard door was closed. Once here, Nanfeng did not dare to make any mistakes. He stood outside the door and called Mr. Wang urgently.
At the same time as Nanfeng shouted, the warriors also chased him closer, surrounded Nanfeng, and shouted loudly.
"Hey, why is it you?" Someone recognized him.
"This is my Valley Master's friend. Don't hurt him." The strong black man who spoke was thought to be Hua Qi'er's subordinate.
"Who is making the noise?" Uncle Wang's voice came from the small courtyard.
The strong black man knew the relationship between Nanfeng and Hua Qi'er, so he answered on his behalf, "Miracle doctor, it's the young man who reported to us when you were in retreat. He brought a girl here, and her hand seemed to have been cut off. ."
The plot against Uncle Wang by Li Chaozong and others happened in May of this year. Uncle Wang thought of this festival and opened the courtyard door. In fact, he had woken up long ago and was dressed neatly. He was still holding a bag in his hand. Take the small teapot.
"Mr. Wang, the situation is critical, so I rushed up the mountain and broke your rules." Nanfeng apologized first. Anyone who is really capable has a big air and many rules. Whether Yuan Anning can take over can only rely on this person. .
"It's you." Uncle Wang looked Nanfeng up and down.
"Exactly," Nan Feng knew Uncle Wang's rules, so he took the initiative to say, lest he mistakenly think that he was asking for help with nothing based on his old love, "My friend has broken his hand. Please treat it with mercy, sir. If it is serious, he will be rewarded heavily."
Seeing that Nanfeng knew the rules so well, Uncle Wang was very satisfied. He lifted the teapot and took a sip of tea, then tilted his head and glanced at Yuan Anning's wound, "When was it broken?"
"The third update yesterday." Nanfeng said.
Uncle Wang nodded when he heard this, "Although we recognize you, we can't break the rules. Please treat me as a double thank you for your emergency treatment. What do you have?"
Nanfeng didn't answer immediately after hearing this. Now he has seven or eight warriors around him. Once he reveals that he has tortoise shells, the news will definitely leak out. Before, others may have only guessed. Once he admits it personally, he will be hunted down.
Nanfeng's looking around did not make Uncle Wang retreat. Perhaps in Uncle Wang's view, he could not come up with a decent thank you gift. Once he failed to come up with a thank you gift, these people could be used to chase people away.
Nan Feng did not dare to delay for fear of worrying Uncle Wang and others, but this matter was not trivial and the consequences of speaking out would be very serious.
After urgent deliberation, Nan Feng held Yuan An Ning's hand with one hand, took out Yuan An Ning's severed palm from his bag and showed it to Uncle Wang, "Sir, are you sure you can catch it?"
What Zhuge Chanjuan said before was true. After the palm was cut off, the infection speed of the bone-melting water was significantly accelerated. At this time, the black spots almost spread to the entire back of the hand.
Uncle Wang glanced at it and shook his head, "It's useless."
Nan Feng was shocked when he heard this, "Sir, please take another look."
"No need to look any further," Uncle Wang turned around and entered the hospital, "The concierge has some medicine for the wound. Apply some medicine and go early."
Uncle Wang was Yuan Anning's last hope. If he didn't take action, Yuan Anning would be disabled. He was anxious in his heart and said eagerly, "Sir, please take a closer look. I have the Tortoise Shell Heavenly Book as a thank you gift."
After Nanfeng finished speaking, everyone exclaimed in unison. Uncle Wang also trembled and turned around with a frown.
"Sir, the Heavenly Book is carved on tortoise shell. I have a piece of it, the size of a palm, with more than thirty ancient characters on it. As long as you can cure her, I will give the Heavenly Book to you." Nanfeng said sternly.
Everyone looked at each other in shock after hearing this. They had all heard of the Heavenly Book, but few knew that the Heavenly Book was carved on the tortoise shell. Nanfeng not only knew that the Heavenly Book was carved on the tortoise shell, but also knew how big the tortoise shell was and how many ancient characters were carved on it. This shows that He really has the Heavenly Book, or at least he has seen the Heavenly Book.
Uncle Wang is the Qihuang Sage, a generation of medicine king, but he is also a human being, and as a human being, he likes things. If there is one thing in this world that everyone likes, it must be the Book of Heaven.
Uncle Wang turned back and handed the teapot in his hand to the servant who came running out of breath. He took the severed palm and looked at it carefully. After looking at it, he put his nose to the nose and smelled it. After smelling it, he took out the silver needle he carried and poked it. Then he closed his eyes and pondered, After a long time, he opened his eyes and shook his head, "The muscles and bones have been necrotic, making it difficult to continue."
When Nan Feng heard this, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was as cold as ice. Uncle Wang couldn't say it, then it just couldn't happen.
"Where did you get the book that day?" Uncle Wang asked.
Nanfeng didn't want to say it at first, but after thinking about it, he said, "It came from the Orc Valley. It was originally used by the witch doctor for scraping, but I exchanged it for it. The owner of Huacier Valley knows about it."
Everyone was dubious when they heard the words, and the dark, muscular man looked unhappy. If what Nanfeng said was true, the Book of Heaven should belong to the Orc Valley.
Nanfeng naturally noticed the expression of the strong black man. The reason why he said this was to completely separate the Orc Valley from the whirlpool of the Heavenly Book. Anyone who is interested knows that the Orc Valley is where the dragon's tail is. If you can't find it, Since the Heavenly Book might attack Hua Ci'er and others, when he said this, all the spearheads were pointed at him, and everyone in the Orc Valley was safe.
Uncle Wang nodded slowly when he heard this, then raised his right hand, "Have you used it yet?"
"It's all used up." Nanfeng replied. Uncle Wang raised his right hand to represent five, which was naturally referring to the five Yang-Returning Pills given to him that day. He gave two of the five Yang-Returning Pills to Hua Ci'er. The remaining three were used to save the lives of himself, Fatty, and Master Ba.
Uncle Wang nodded again, then lowered his hand and raised it again, "In exchange for a life?"
"Whose?" Nanfeng asked. Uncle Wang meant to give him five more Yang-Returning Pills in exchange for a life.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Uncle Wang shook his head.
Nan Feng didn't answer immediately. He had personally experienced the efficacy of the Yang Return Pill. It can really bring the dead back to life, but injuries in the future are always inevitable. This thing is really needed, but he didn't dare to agree to Uncle Wang rashly. The reason is very simple. If Uncle Wang lets it go, What should I do if the person he killed was someone he shouldn't have killed
Seeing his hesitation, Uncle Wang guessed what he was thinking and said, "I don't want to hunt him down, but I want him to be rescued."
When Nan Feng heard this, he suddenly realized that Uncle Wang thought he was a rare commodity and bet that he could survive the pursuit of everyone and practice wonderful magical skills. At that time, he might ask him to save a person that Uncle Wang needed him to save. , or maybe to release someone he originally wanted to kill.
Uncle Wang probably has no specific target at the moment, he is just hoarding. As long as he can achieve something, Uncle Wang will have a death-free gold medal in his hand that is suitable for anyone. What happened today will definitely spread the word about these warriors. Who will Everyone knows that Uncle Wang holds a gold medal for immunity from death. Anyone who wants to use his gold medal for immunity from death will have to pay a heavy price.
After thinking for a long time, Nanfeng nodded. Although Uncle Wang was a doctor, he was more like a shrewd businessman. Regardless of Uncle Wang's motives, the transaction itself was a recognition of him, at least in Uncle Wang's view. Come on, if he can survive, that's a sign of respect for him.
Seeing Nanfeng nod, Uncle Wang turned around and entered the courtyard.
As soon as Uncle Wang left, everyone congratulated Nanfeng one after another, "Congratulations, young hero...Young hero is such a blessing...I have offended you a lot before, young hero must not be the same as me..."
Nanfeng didn't answer, just smiled and shook his head.
Not long after, Uncle Wang came out with a few things in his hand. After standing still, he handed a porcelain bottle to Nan Feng.
Nanfeng took it without looking at it and kept it close to his body. Naturally, there were five Yang-Returning Pills in this porcelain vase.
In addition to the porcelain bottle, Uncle Wang also brought out gauze and wound medicine. After bandaging Yuan Anning's wound, he handed the remaining wound medicine to Nanfeng, "When manpower is limited, it is a pity that I cannot save your precious friend's hand."
"Thank you, sir." Nanfeng took the half bottle of wound medicine, "Sir, can I ask if the regenerated grass is suitable for her?"
"How do you know there is such a thing?" Uncle Wang was a little surprised.
Nanfeng frowned but did not answer.
"Oh, I understand." Uncle Wang suddenly remembered something and felt regretful, "I was originally a Qihuang genius, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong person."
Nanfeng didn't answer, so Uncle Wang was naturally talking about Zhuge Chanjuan.
Uncle Wang said again, "Retromethod is indeed useful, but it needs to be taken within an hour of the injury. Over time, the meridians will be closed. Alas, let's go."
"Thank you again, sir." Nanfeng picked up Yuan Anning.
"No need to thank you. I'll just thank you for keeping your promise." Uncle Wang waved his hand at him, then turned to the warriors and said, "Come on, come on, I got some winter tea the day before yesterday. Let's try it with you."
"Thank you so much for the invitation from the miracle doctor. I'll go down and change my clothes before I come back." Someone said.
"No, please. Let's have tea and lunch before going down the mountain." Uncle Wang invited sideways.
Only then did Nanfeng understand why Uncle Wang didn't send everyone away before. It turned out that he was worried that everyone would go down the mountain and release doves to notify the various sects. This time, Uncle Wang kept everyone behind to buy him time to fly away.
Although everyone was not happy, they did not dare to leave by force, so they could only follow Uncle Wang into the courtyard.
Nan Feng didn't wait long, and quickly carried Yuan An Ning down the mountain. After noon, the news about him holding the tortoise shell would spread. Let's run while there is still some time...