When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 758: Strange Things

People can get sick, and so can snakes, insects, and animals. In Bian Huo's medical theory, all visible and invisible things can get sick. When he returned to Centipede Valley, the ninety-seven people from the Ziqiong Sect had already built ninety-seven sickhouses outside the house, and each of them lay in bed, not daring to move.

Bian Huo caught the Seven-Death Centipede. The Seven-Death Centipede was so poisonous that only a magical object like the "Poison Bag" could catch it steadily. After Bian Huo caught the Seven-Death Centipede, he immediately began to study how to use the poison of the Seven-Death Centipede to cure the ninety-seven people from the Ziqiong Sect.

He caught a centipede in his hand and looked at it from top to bottom. Bian Huo knew that the centipede had some kind of animal disease. Bian Huo's pathology included everything in the world, not just treating people. He was afraid that the centipede's animal disease would affect its toxins, so he spent his time to see if he could cure the centipede's animal disease.

It was found that the disease could not be cured, but the toxicity did not change much. At that time, Bian Huo also speculated that he was better at treating people than animals, and he was helpless with animal diseases. So he thought that since the toxicity did not change much, he would use the Seven Deadly Poisons to cure the people of Ziqiong Sect first.

So he took the Seven Deadly Centipedes, removed the poison sac from their abdomens, put them in a mortar and ground them, and added various strange medicines. He made a black ointment and applied it to the people of Ziqiong Sect one by one.

Because there were too many people from Ziqiong Sect, the ointment had been used up, and only 42 people were used. The remaining 55 people had not been able to apply the medicine. Bian Huo went up the mountain to collect centipedes again.

This time, something strange happened. Just like last time, he easily caught more than ten rare Seven Deadly Centipedes and put them all into the bag. But Bian Huo did not leave, but felt very strange. He didn't know why the Seven Deadly Centipedes got sick collectively. Once he got curious about things related to "disease", even ten cows couldn't pull him back.

So Bian Huo went deep into the valley. He was familiar with everything in the Centipede Valley and knew where the nest of the Seven Deadly Centipedes was. But he didn't know Taoism. Although his cultivation was high, he was not good at fighting. There was a great risk even for him there, so he didn't dare to approach easily.

When he reached the nest, Bian Huo suddenly felt a burst of coldness. The soil along the road was frosted and ice flowers grew one by one. When he went deeper, he found that there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the cave of the Seven Deadly Centipedes.

The icy air was coming from this person. Bian Huo didn't like to go out, and he didn't know who this person was at first. But seeing that there was cold air all around, he kept scolding, saying that the Seven Deadly Centipedes were afraid of the cold, so it was reasonable for them to get sick.

The man ignored him and continued to emit cold air. Bian Huo scolded him again and introduced himself, and the man opened his eyes. It turned out that although Bian Huo rarely went out, his reputation in the outside world was very wide, and this person was also looking for a doctor.

It was just a new arrival, the terrain of Centipede Valley was complicated, and he could not find Bian Huo. He stumbled upon a cave by accident and sat in it to recuperate for a few days.

When Bian Huo heard that this person was also sick, he saw him at first glance. This person was tall, had profound cultivation, and had coldness all over his body. He did not seem to be sick. He still did not think he was sick at the second glance. He thought that this person was deliberately looking for trouble, and was afraid that he wanted to catch the strange grass and strange centipedes in Centipede Valley. How could he believe it.

But seeing that he was eager to seek medical treatment, if he was left alone, he was afraid that there would be many strange grasses and strange beasts that would be killed by him, so he pretended to agree and took this person back home.

After the introduction of the Ziqiong Sect, Bian Huo knew that this person had a great reputation, and was honored as "Wind and Snow Venerable". He came from the Snow Sect in the extreme north and was the elder of the Snow Sect.

Bian Huo paused, his eyes gloomy, and continued. The strange things started from this moment, which was the biggest strange thing in Bian Huo's life. Venerable Fengxue had no symptoms, but he insisted that he was sick.

Bian Huo had no doubts about his own medical skills. He took a look and said that he was not sick. He could not pretend.

But seeing Venerable Fengxue was firm, in terms of cultivation, Bian Huo was much higher than Venerable Fengxue at that time. But in terms of fighting ability, Venerable Fengxue, as an elder of the Xue Sect, would not be bad. Bian Huo could only go along with him and calm him down.

The most urgent task was to cure the people of Ziqiong Sect first. Bian Huo carefully prepared for a month, and all the strange diseases of 97 Ziqiong Sect were cured.

Now, Venerable Fengxue's commission was even more irresistible, and Bian Huo could only help Venerable Fengxue to feel his pulse and ask questions. After a probe, Venerable Fengxue's blood and qi flowed smoothly, and he was full of energy. He didn't look like he was sick at all. Even his Taoism was becoming more and more profound, and his Taoism was advancing bravely. It was clear that his future was limitless, and there was a great possibility that he could make further progress in his cultivation.

After Bian Huo felt the pulse, he confirmed that Venerable Fengxue was not sick, but he did not say it directly. He only said some mysterious medical theories in a tactful way, hoping to make Venerable Fengxue leave. Unexpectedly, Venerable Fengxue insisted that he was sick, and his illness was serious.

This repeated, even Bian Huo became suspicious, and thought at that time: "If the body is not sick, could it be a mental illness? Although I am a strong doctor, I am definitely not wrong, but what if it is an exception?" Suspicious, he carefully explored the symptoms for Venerable Fengxue.

Bian Huo suspected that it was a mental illness at the time, and he prescribed the right medicine several times, but the situation did not improve. He changed various directions, and Venerable Fengxue had no symptoms, but he developed many more symptoms while being treated.

Bian Huo used all his means and was more convinced that Venerable Fengxue was not sick. He was angry immediately, thinking that this Venerable was making fun of him. He came to make trouble on purpose. So he asked Venerable Fengxue to get out of Centipede Valley.

Venerable Fengxue insisted that he was ill, and cursed Bian Huo for being a quack doctor who was not worthy of his reputation. Bian Huo was very angry, but he suppressed it.

Wang Ruyi asked, "Then what?" Hearing this, he was very interested.

Bian Huo sighed, and after Venerable Fengxue left, something even more bizarre happened. Previously, the ninety-seven disciples of Ziqiong Sect, who were cured of serious illnesses, never left and lived in the sickhouse.

Bian Huo was so absorbed in his medical training that he never paid attention. One day, he returned from the mountain to collect herbs and saw Ziqiong's people still lingering. He asked one of them, "Your illness has been cured, why haven't you left yet?"

The Ziqiong's people said, "The divine doctor Bian is joking." They all didn't believe that their illness had been cured and were still convinced that they were sick. Bian Huo immediately felt his pulse and asked questions, confirming that his illness had indeed completely disappeared. Even if he used medical explanations, the Ziqiong's people would never believe it.

Bian Huo was confused by these strange things that happened one after another and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, south and north.

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