After that, Yu qiubai also checked on Ling Yichen's injuries.
"Pill master Yu, how's my friend's injury?" Ling Chuxi asked the mont Yu qiubai stopped. Now, she finally knew what it felt like to turn to any doctor in a desperate situation. Even though she knew that Yu qiubai's dical skills and pill refinent skills were inferior to hers, he won in terms of his rich experience. However, she still had so hope in Him.
"This injury ..." Yu qiubai wanted to speak but stopped.
"Pill master Yu, please tell . I think I already know what I need to know." Ling Yichen said straightforwardly, without any qualms.
"Alright then, I'll get straight to the point. Young master Ling's injury is very strange. If this continues, once his ridians and Qi vessel completely disappear, he won't even be able to keep his life, let alone cultivate. My abilities are limited, and I'm afraid I can't help much." Yu qiubai said apologetically. In front of Ling Chuxi, he basically no longer considered himself an old man. If he were to say those two words again, he would feel ashad.
Ling Chuxi couldn't help but look at Yu qiubai in a new light. This person indeed had so cultivation to be able to see the crux of Ling Yichen's injury. However, these words were equivalent to nonsense to her.
"I think I've heard master ntion this kind of injury before. Maybe he has a way." Yu qiubai continued.
Liu Wuyan! Ling Chuxi's eyes lit up. Of course she knew who his master was. She had long heard about Liu Wuyan's life from Pavilion master ng and was deeply impressed by his ambition to revitalize the alchemy world. Liu Wuyan had beco famous at a young age and had a long reputation in the alchemy world. He was also very knowledgeable and had collected many ancient dical books that had been lost in the heaven region. Perhaps he could really think of a way.
"Is Alchemist Grandmaster Ling here?" Shopkeeper Qian's voice ca from outside the door.
"Shopkeeper Qian, please co in." Ling Chuxi rembered that shopkeeper Qian had specially co looking for her not long after she had left the pill Heart Pavilion. He thought that sothing had happened to the pill Heart Pavilion again, so he spoke up.
The door opened, and shopkeeper Qian walked in with a thin old man and a middle-aged man and woman.
The mont she saw this old man, Ling Chuxi felt a headache coming on. Wasn't this the old man who had been crazily whipping his chicken feet and trying to take her in as a disciple just now? He's quite impressive, actually finding this place through shopkeeper Qian.
Since she was young, this was the first ti Ling Chuxi had encountered soone so eager to accept a disciple.
The old man saw Ling Chuxi the mont he entered and his face was filled with surprise. He scurried up in a few steps and his two hands were used to whipping out chicken claws.
Ling Chuxi rembered reading in a book that so master was suffering from a terminal illness or was seriously injured and knew that he would not live for long. Before he died, he suddenly t a young man with extraordinary talent and did everything he could to take him in as a disciple and pass on his legacy. Could it be that this old man was also in the sa situation?
Looking at his hands that were shaking so much that it made one's head spin, the more Ling Chuxi thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible.
Sigh, this old man is also a pitiful person. Why don't I just acknowledge him as my master and forget about other people's last wishes? in any case, he won't be alive for long and doesn't have many days left, so it won't be too troubleso.
Ling Chuxi didn't realize that after spending more ti with Xia Yimin, her thoughts had also beco unusually broad, floating further and further, floating higher and higher. Imagination is also a contagious disease.
"Hahahaha, I really didn't expect to see you so soon. You and I are indeed fated." The old man imdiately grabbed Ling Chuxi's hand. He was so excited that his entire body was trembling. Even his laughter was trembling.
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