Chapter 592

"Huff, you are beyond your capacity!"

The wind saw the moon looking down at the woman on the ground, with scorn and Schadenfreude, sneering, "immortal Li, no one can think of it."

She swaggered a bit, then followed Li cangmin quickly to leave, and a group of onlookers over the bustling street pointed and talked.

"Bah, bad luck!" The stall owner next to him was disgusted and gave Murong Ling a rude kick. "If you want to die, go away. Don't affect my business."

Murong Ling is still sober, looking at the sky without any response.

"I'll give you your face back!"

The evil of the stall came from the side of the gall and kicked a few feet. Some kind people couldn't see it. An old lady came up to him and stopped him directly. "You can accumulate some Yin virtue. Don't you see that this girl is dying? Come on, come on, get some help and take her to the hospital. "

Several warm-hearted young men came forward to help and carefully lifted up the bloody woman. The old lady did not forget to pick up the fallen sword and went to the nearest hospital together.

"Dr. Li, Dr. Li, come out to save people. A girl has committed suicide."

An old man with white beard ran out of the room in a hurry. When he saw the girl on the hospital bed, he was shocked. He saw that she was covered with blood, especially at the neck. The flesh and blood rolled up, and there was endless fresh blood coming out. It seemed that there was no end.

If you continue to flow, you will soon lose blood and die.

Doctor Li was startled and immediately told his disciples, "come on, bring me my medical box!"

The disciple quickly handed over the medical box. As soon as Dr. Li was about to start cleaning the wound, he saw the dull girl on the bed blinking. Her dark pupils slowly focused and looked at them dully and in a trance.

The old lady quickly took her hand and comforted, "little girl, don't be afraid. Dr. Li is our most famous doctor. He will certainly be able to save you

"Yes, yes, young. What's wrong? Don't do anything stupid again."

……

A few people who sent her said that they were all persuading her not to think too hard. Murong lingcai slowly responded and began to smile, "thank you, no more."

Doctor Li thought that she gave up treatment, and immediately frowned unhappily, "little girl, how can you let your parents abuse you at will? Are you worthy of your relatives? "

The old lady and others echoed one after another. The young man, with sharp eyes, immediately exclaimed in the noisy crowd, "look, her neck, her neck..."

All the people watched, and then they saw an amazing scene. Originally, her neck was healed with the speed visible to the naked eye. Before the young man finished speaking, her neck was healed, If it wasn't for the scarlet bloodstain on the skin, there would be no trace of injury.

Such a strange recovery speed, is it a monster?

Murong Ling went straight out of bed and waved her sword, which was left on the table at random. She could see the fear and doubt of people's eyes. She didn't explain it, but just smile, "thank you for your kindness. It's my heart to give you a small gift."

With the sound of the words falling, the hospital was enveloped by a green light. All the people who bathed in it felt that a vigorous vitality had washed through their bodies. After washing the stubborn diseases in their bodies, they regained their vitality.

When they come back from the enchanting green light, they find that the girl who committed suicide has disappeared, and the benefits of the green light are magically presented.

"Oh, my God, the wound on my foot has healed!"

"My knee doesn't hurt any more! This rheumatism has tormented me for more than ten years

"My son won't cry any more, doctor. Please help me to see if his high fever has subsided. Is there any problem?"

……

The patients in the hospital reported their health status, and Dr. Li, who was most admired by Rong Ling, was no exception. They got more benefits. For example, Dr. Li and his aunt were as young as a teenager, while the young men were full of strength. When they touched the table, it fell apart, More powerful than the legendary Hercules.

"My God, have we met a fairy?" She felt her smooth face and exclaimed in shock.

"Yes, absolutely a fairy!"

"It's no wonder that her wound will heal itself. It's just an immortal means."

The people in the hospital talked excitedly and excitedly, but after a while, it spread all over the town - the immortals appeared! When the local magistrate learned about it, they sent Yamen to look for immortals. However, the immortals had disappeared, leaving only a magical legend.Murong Ling, known as the immortal, did not go far. Instead, she hid her identity and mingled in a group of mortal caravans in the town who wanted to go to Dazhou. Listening to the servants of the caravan, she realized that the place where she landed was a small town in Luoguo, and the leader of the caravan was the Royal merchant of Luoguo, who specialized in doing business with the royal family. This trip to Dazhou is to buy what is needed for birthday.

The emperor merchant is famous. There are escorts all the way. Many travelers come after hearing the news. If they pay a sum of money, they can be protected by the caravan and avoid the disasters of mountain bandits and beasts. It's much safer than going to Dazhou alone.

This is the best way Murong Ling can think of.

Although Li cangmin and Yijue, but the queen can't help, after all, apart from other things, the queen is still good to her, she so hard to find shouyuanguo for her, can't fall short.

"Little brother, have you heard? The people in the town say there are fairies

A young man dressed up as a scholar came to Murong Ling and talked with her mysteriously. Yes, she has now disguised herself as a teenager who is not weak, and went to Dazhou to find her relatives with the help of the caravan.

"All the people in the caravan are talking about it. I've heard about it." Murong Ling was not in high spirits and responded coldly.

Not affected by her emotion, the young scholar gave Murong Ling a look you didn't know, and continued to gossip enthusiastically, "the common people are ignorant. Where is the immortal? It's clear that it's the one who cultivates the immortal. The immortal uses the cultivation magic."

Murong Ling finally showed surprise, "how do you know, brother?"

"I'm from the capital. I've seen them several times, and I know a little about their methods." The young scholar, with a proud face, felt that he was a man who had seen the world. He also motioned to Murong Ling to look at the servants of the merchants. "You and them are the people who have really seen the world. They are not strange. Only those ignorant people can treat each other as immortals."

Such is the case. The servants of the caravan seldom talked about it. The people who discussed it most were the sheltered tourists. All kinds of conjectures came out one after another. From time to time, they got the vague and disdainful eyes of those servants, as if they were looking at a group of bumpkins.

Except for Dazhou, which was covered by inexplicable array, where monks did not enter and Taoism did not spread, several other countries had close ties with the hermit world. The existence of monks was not rare at all. Only when the town was remote and the news was closed, could murongling be regarded as a God.

"Bang, the ignorant are just the monks who make a mystery." A well-dressed young master stepped down from the carriage. He looked disdainfully at some of the people who had been most discussed. Along with Murong Ling, he was also despised. "Since there is a healing effect, it is rejuvenation. The three-tier monks of Lian Yuan will show it. What's worth showing off?"

Murong Ling's lips sparked a touch of disdain. It's right for her to perform rejuvenation. However, the effect of using her mutated Yuanli to perform rejuvenation is ten times as much as that of an ordinary monk of Zhuyuan, not to mention that she also used a little bit of origin, and her effect is greatly increased. If not, how could that group of people change dramatically.

The manager of the caravan followed him closely. He didn't know Murong Ling's sarcasm, but he just said with a smile, "what the little master said is very true. Only those little friars who have little Kung Fu can show off their skills and deceive the ignorant people. What's more, the big master of our family is the real master."

"That's nature." The proud elder brother was sought after. Your son was comfortable and gave the steward a look. He said with a little dissatisfaction, "why don't you take some family monks with you when you leave this big week? Only a group of ordinary escorts are allowed to guard. If you are in danger and hurt my son, can you afford it? "

The tone was haughty, as if he were not a mortal.

But the steward didn't dare to complain at all. He quickly explained, "young master, I don't know something. This week is very strange. It's not convenient to ban monks from going in and out. It's better to let the escort guard, instead, it's more economical."

What he didn't say was that the friars were so arrogant that they looked down on them. If they didn't say anything, it was useless. When you meet a fierce beast, you will lose your strength after a few spells. Your body is so fragile that you can run away in a gust of wind. It's not as powerful as those escorts.

Small cage is not in charge of the abdominal Fei, with disdain on his face, "monks can't go in and out, the way does not pass, that big week is not a wild land?"

"That's not true. The villain went to Dazhou last month and found that the situation in Dazhou had changed greatly. Actually, there was a way to inherit it." After getting your son's curious eyes, he said with satisfaction, "the villain inquired carefully. It turned out that his royal highness and Princess of Qin of the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty were able to cultivate immortals and practice Taoism. So he set up the immortal department to recruit disciples from all prefectures. The scale is not small."

Your son turned his lips, "so what? How can the people who build cars behind closed doors compare with the Royal fairyland of Luo state? We have a monk Zhuyuan in the hidden world as our master. "The steward quickly flattered, "what the young master said is very true. Our young master is a proud disciple of monk Zhuyuan. He has profound Taoism and hopes to build yuan. When the eldest son succeeds in building the Yuan Dynasty, our Wang family will be the first aristocratic family in the state of Luo. "

It is estimated that when you think of the scenery of that day, your son finally smiles and looks at the steward with satisfaction. "You have eyes. Well, since you are almost ready, you can officially leave. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Then he swaggered back to his gorgeous carriage.