Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

Xu Cheng's words made Daoist Tie Lao slightly taken aback.

He looked down at himself, then looked up at Xu Cheng, to make sure that the other party was not what he thought, before he breathed a sigh of relief: "What does Master Jiu mean?"

"I can heal your injury."

Xu Cheng's words shocked Daoist Tiroo.

He said with some uncertainty: "Master Jiu, what do you mean, can heal my injury?"

How many people have begged for hundreds of years, Daoist Tiedao has already despaired, and now he is in a daze after hearing Xu Cheng's words.

Xu Cheng nodded and said, "I can cure it."

With that said, he turned around, walked slowly to the front of the table and sat down, then narrowed his eyes and said, "If you want to be treated, come over and talk about the consultation fee."

Consultation fees?

Like a secular doctor who treats a disease, he charges a consultation fee?

Tie Lao hesitated and said, "One...one million fairy crystals?"

In order to get together the elixir for refining the Jiuzhuan Pill, he has almost emptied his entire family.

In addition to his own injuries, and it took a lot of elixir to suppress it, he really didn't have many immortal crystals.

But not much, after all, he is Daojun, and he said that if he made a move, he said that it was less, and the price was a little bit lower.

"One million fairy crystals?" Xu Cheng sneered, "Even if I heal the wounded spirit beast in front of the mountain gate, it will cost more than that."

brute.

Improper Son of Man.

Looking at Xu Cheng's face, Tie Lao had the urge to slap him down.

It's just that the situation is stronger than the people, so it's better not to intensify the conflict between doctors and patients.

After a moment of silence, Tiebao said in a deep voice, "Then how much is Jiuye going to charge me for consultation?"

Xu Cheng raised his right hand and stretched out a finger.

"Ten million?" Tie Lao changed his expression slightly.

this price,

It seems that I'm afraid I'm going to sell that warmed diamond stick...

Xu Cheng shook his head.

Not 10 million immortal crystals, could it be 100 million?

Who can afford 100 million immortal crystals?

Tie Lao's complexion changed, he shook his head and said, "Jiu Ye is too expensive, I should die, right?"

100 million, how many Daojun Erzhong in this world can come up with 100 million?

Not to mention the second level of Jun, even the third level and fourth level, no one has 100 million celestial crystals in their pockets.

With that family business, who wouldn't rush to buy magic weapons and improve their cultivation?

Xu Cheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "In Daojun's opinion, can your life be measured by the immortal crystal stone?"

What's the meaning?

It's not a fairy crystal, is it a magic weapon?

Or, a book of exercises?

Looking at the black iron man with a puzzled face, Xu Cheng sighed softly in his heart.

With the emotional intelligence of this iron brand Taoist, the Taoist who offended that Hua Lingfeng is still alive, doesn't it mean that that person is also a double quotient?

"I'll heal your injury. How about listening to me for a hundred years?"

Xu Cheng had no choice but to speak directly.

It's completely useless to guess scheming with this strong man.

Want yourself?

Or a hundred years?

Looking at Xu Cheng, Taoist Iron Brand felt a chill rising from his vest.

But thinking about the heart-wrenching pain he suffered every day at midnight, Taoist Iron Brand slowly closed his eyes and nodded.

...

Under Yuxuan Peak, a magic talisman flashed by, Taoist Yu Hui stretched out his hand to catch it, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Jiuye, he, promised to heal the wounds of Daoist Tie Lao."

Everyone's face turned to one side, and they flew to the nineteen alchemy room.

As soon as he arrived outside the quiet room, he saw Yu Yishan standing there with a bitter face.

"Dear Lords, you are late, Lord Jiu has already taken off the clothes of the iron-branded Lord..."

...

In the quiet room, Mr. Tie Lao Dao was lying in front of Xu Cheng, with his upper body exposed.

A knife mark almost ran through his entire body, slanting from his shoulder to his waist.

"Tsk tsk, this kind of injury didn't die, it's rare."

Xu Cheng walked over the scar with his fingertips and sighed softly.

The reason why he healed the iron wound was because he was curious, why this guy was not dead yet after being hit so hard.

Daoist Tiedao grinned, and was just about to brag about his most proud achievement, when Xu Cheng's palm suddenly pressed down.

"Boom—"

This palm pressed Taoist Iron's chest, making his eyes widen instantly and his whole body stiffen.

A sword energy emerged from Xu Cheng's fingertips.

"Stab—"

The sword energy followed the knife mark and fell again.

Immediately, Daoist Tie Lao was bleeding profusely.

A streak of bloody saber energy came out from the wound.

"Look, isn't the saber energy coming out?"

"This kind of thing that can be solved by a small operation, it is a waste to use some Nine Revolving Pills."

The saber energy emerged from Daoist Iron Iron's body, but it didn't leave. Instead, it took root and sprouted, and drilled into his body.

"Humph!"

Xu Cheng snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, a large black sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sword came out, the bloody saber energy instantly ran like a mouse seeing a cat.

Xu Cheng didn't even look at it, he raised his big sword and stirred it forward.

"Om—"

The bloody knife turned into a blast of wind and scattered outward.

At this moment, Xu Cheng pressed the big sword in his hand, and pressed the blood-colored wind into the body of Daoist Iron Iron.

Then he put away the long sword, stretched out his hand and slapped it, and Daoist Tie Lao turned over and stood up.

His face was flushed, and the long wound on his body compounded visible to the naked eye.

"I will disperse this saber energy into your body again. When you have refined this saber energy, come to see me."

Xu Cheng raised a finger and said lightly: "Remember, one hundred years."

"Hundred years!" Daoist Tie Lao let out a long laugh, cupped his fists, dripping with blood, straightened his body, and strode out of the quiet room.

"What are you doing, so bloody?"

"Playing so big?"

Yu Hui and the others muttered a few words, and looked at Xu Cheng who Shi Shiran walked out of the quiet room.

"Jiuye, you are causing trouble..." a Pentecostal Taoist in white sighed softly.

"When will I, Yu Xuanfeng, be afraid of causing trouble?" Xu Cheng chuckled lightly, and then asked, "The business down the mountain is not going to be done?"

Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment, and flew away.

...

"Tie Lao Taoist Lord, look, he is going down the mountain!"

At the foot of Yuxuan Peak, someone exclaimed.

"No way, why is this Tie Lao Dao Lord so miserable?" Someone looked at the wound on Tie Lao Dao Lord's body and said in a low voice.

"That's not right! The aura of Daoist Iron Brand, he, his injury is healed!"

Hearing this cry, many people's spiritual senses went out, and then their expressions changed.

At this time, Daoist Tielao's blood was like boiling magma, which was completely different from the intermittent and unsustainable one when he went up the mountain.

This is, is the injury really healed?

Aside from the feud between Taoist Iron Master and Hua Lingfeng Hua Wujue, his own injuries were so serious that many alchemy masters asserted that he would not live another hundred years.

To be able to heal such injuries, then Jiu Ye, is amazing!

At the foot of the mountain, looking at those people who were asking for pills, Daoist Tie Lao only felt refreshed.

With a long laugh, he rose up from the ground and left like an iron tower.

"Junior Brother Wu, just now you said you have Jade Lake Grass? How about lending it to me first?" In front of the mountain gate, the black and thin Taoist suddenly spoke.

"Well, senior brother, I just have all the elixir, I'll go ask for the pill first." The pale Taoist cupped his hands and strode up the mountain.

The others rushed up the mountain in a hurry.

"Ahem, everyone, everyone, according to Jiuye's rules, only one guest can be accepted a day, today's quota is exhausted, let's do it tomorrow." Daoist Yu Hui took a step forward and coughed lightly.

Only one person a day? When is there such a rule?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Everyone, in fact, if it's not for the spirit pills above Rank 8, the rest of us can take the shot." Su Botong said loudly.

"Not only that, but we can give you a little discount." The black-robed Taoist beside him rubbed his fingers and said in a low voice.

There is a discount!

Many people immediately became interested and gathered around one after another.

"Jiuye, why are you pushing the business outside?" On the mountain, Yu Yishan muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"Also, only one person is accepted a day, isn't that too little?"

Hearing his words, Xu Cheng smiled and waved his hands and said, "Only pick up one person a day, that's called hunger sales."

"As for handing over the alchemy business to them, that's called business outsourcing, and I'll only take 30% of each furnace."

After speaking, he looked at Yu Yishan with a dull expression, shook his head, and walked back to the quiet room.

Play the piano to the cow.

"Om—"

In the quiet room, a bloody aura suddenly rose from Xu Cheng who was sitting cross-legged!

"The inheritance of Qingxuan Peak really has its mysteries!"

Feeling the surging breath in his body, Xu Cheng showed joy on his face.

Just now he healed Dao Lord Tielao with the medicine inherited from Qingxuan Peak.

Unexpectedly, during the healing process, the trajectory and context of the exercise of Daoist Tie Lao's body were all detected one by one.

There was even a trace of the power of his kung fu that was absorbed by Xu Cheng and turned into the seeds of kung fu practice.

This can save him the time of groping for exercises.

And all of this, Daoist Iron Brand didn't notice it.

"Hundred Battles Killing Art? That's how it is."

Behind Xu Cheng, a Xuanwu phantom slowly gathered.

Although it is just a phantom, the power contained in it is already extremely strong.

This is one of the reasons why he is interested in Tie Lao Dao Jun.

This Hundred Battles Killing Tactic not only makes the aura of flesh and blood a hundred times stronger, but also absorbs the aura of evil blood and strengthens oneself.

"That's right, I didn't expect such a harvest."

Putting away the phantom, Xu Cheng stood up.

"Om—"

A golden message rune appeared in front of him.

"Master recruiting each other? What's the matter?"

Although he had been under Zhenjun Yuxuan for some time, Zhenjun had never summoned him.

There must be something to call today.

He put away the golden rune, and his figure dissipated in place.

When it reappeared, it was already in the main hall of Yuxuan Peak.

In the main hall on the top of Yuxuan Peak, Zhenjun Yuxuan sat in the main seat, and below, Taoist Xuandu and another Taoist in black stood there.

"Meet Master."

Xu Cheng stepped forward and bowed.