C7 Duanmu Zhi

"Ghost Doctor?"

Handan naturally knew the Ghost Doctor's name. The majority of the doctors in the world were helping the world by fighting with the ghosts and gods, treating countless patients from the hands of the Messengers. But in the Ghost Doctor, they did the exact opposite. They made a deal with the ghosts and gods, even sold their souls, and combined their profound medical skills to save the patient. Due to their terrifying methods and bloodthirsty and cruel nature, they had always been despised by people on the right path, and especially excluded by the people from the medical field.

However, their medical skills were universally recognized and recognized. It could be said that apart from the legendary Shennong, no one could surpass them.

The title of 'Ghost Doctor' wasn't something someone else had chosen for them, but their self-proclaimed name. The clan of the Ghost Doctor, a single heir, only had one successor in each generation. Their strange personalities and brilliant medical skills were as famous as others. People would never forget the confrontation between the first generation Ghost Doctor and the patriarch of the Shennong clan over there.

"A healer can heal a person's pain, but unfortunately, they can't heal a person's soul."

"Can't you? Then I will let you see, dying, before I am reborn, I will come. peep into your wound, mend the damage, and heal the pain. "

No one knew the outcome of the battle of medical skills. From then on, the Shennong clan disappeared without a trace, and the sect of Ghost Doctor also gradually faded away from people's sight. However, there were still countless legends that arose about them. Countless people who were on the verge of death and had been dead for many days were saved by them. There were also countless rich and powerful individuals from various families that came to seek medical help, but they were all rejected. It could be said that the reason they saved others was entirely because of one word — "mood."

"You know the current Ghost Doctor?" Handanqi said.

This generation of Ghost Doctor was known as the "Ghost Witch". It had once caused a huge uproar in the martial arts world. The most famous one was the former crown prince, the present Tang Dynasty's Emperor was severely ill, and the royal doctors were helpless to do anything about it. Old Emperor helplessly invited them to leave Ghost Doctor. The Ghost Witch's request for the crown prince's treatment was actually the blood of the emperor's favorite concubine. That concubine had a mind of her own, so she was doted upon by the emperor. It was precisely because she had her heart in his, that she wanted the blood essence of her heart.

The most heartless part was the Emperor Wang Family. For the sake of the crown prince's safety, the Emperor actually endured the pain of killing his own concubine and handed her heart over to the Ghost Witch. Later on, the Ghost Witch did keep her promise and in less than half a day, the crown prince was cured. However, even so, she had still offended the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. After that, the Ghost Witch had lived in seclusion and never found a trace of her again.

In actuality, every generation of Ghost Doctor were like this. If he didn't, then so be it. If he did, it was already too late. But if he didn't, then it was already too late. After this matter, he left to hide his power and reputation. It was really hard to imagine that Ji Yunkong had some connections with the Ghost Doctor. Handan's opinion of this man changed once again.

"Yeah." Ji Yunkong laughed, "The Ghost Doctor bloodline is far from the one people know. Actually, Grandma is a good person. Isn't that so, Xiaoying? "

"Aooo …" The eagle gave a high-pitched cry and agreed with Ji Yunkong's point of view.

There were so many unbelievable things happening today that Handan seemed to be a little slow. She even realized now that the eagle under her feet was actually so powerful that it could communicate with people. Other than being unable to speak, it was no different from a human. Perhaps, even the divine eagle on the prairie that possessed the khan in Imperial Court couldn't compare to him.

"How did you raise your eagle?" Handan couldn't help but ask.

"Xiaoying?" Ji Yunkong said, "It is just an ordinary snow eagle. No, to be exact, when I found it, it wasn't even comparable to a normal snow eagle. He was a premature infant and sick. If I hadn't gone to ask for help from the ghost lady, he wouldn't have lived for more than half a day. In the end, it barely managed to catch its breath, but it was still far inferior to the other eagles. "Later on, when I saw that he was really weak, I decided to channel some of his Zhen Qi into it every day. After that, it became like this."

"A bit of true qi every day?" Handan was completely speechless. She didn't even know if she should call Ji Yunkong naive or ignorant. He had actually used his internal energy to strengthen the eagle's body! Indeed, true qi could temper a person's body and make them immune to all diseases, but that was a person! Were the meridians of a bird the same as a human's? It could be said that if this eagle didn't die, then it would be a great blessing from his previous life.

Handan stopped talking. She was afraid that if she continued to talk with Ji Yunkong, she would have the urge to beat him up. This person clearly had strong martial arts and was handsome and confident, but he didn't know much about common sense. What kind of master could bring up such a disciple? Who did he learn his martial arts from? Old Man Celestial Devil? Beast king? How could the secret techniques of these two be concentrated on him alone?

Interesting. A sneer appeared on the corners of Handan's mouth. She had seen countless people, especially men. With just a glance, they would know what he was thinking. However, he really couldn't see through Ji Yunkong. This man said that he would one day place King Tang's head in front of him? Then he would just have to wait and see. Was it just empty talk, or was he full of confidence?

"Alright, let's go down." Ji Yunkong gestured to Xiaoying and descended to the ground.

"Why don't you just fly?" Handan asked curiously.

Ji Yunkong immediately became unhappy: "Hey, can you have a little love?" Xiaoying is still growing up and is only a child. Carrying us both for such a long distance is already very tiring. If we continue to fly, we won't be able to last much longer. "In addition, if Xiaoying had carried me alone, he would have been able to fly for another day and night." "With that, Ji Yunkong stared at Handan with a kind of 'I didn't know you were so heavy' look.

Handan was instantly speechless. She really wanted to shout out loud: "Who in the world is the one who randomly used another person's experiment? The two of us, in the end, don't have any love!" Also, what was with that look? Handan suddenly realized that even if Ji Yunkong and an esteemed monk stayed here for a long time, they wouldn't be able to hold it in.

The two of them arrived at a small city and changed their appearances. After changing their clothes, they bought two fast horses and rode off. As for Xiaoying, he didn't know where he had flown off to. However, when Ji Yunkong summons it, it will definitely appear at once.

The two of them walked for several days. After changing horses with half a dozen of them, they finally left King Tang's area of influence. Two days later, Ji Yunkong brought Handan to a place in Qingzhou. This place was covered in dense forest, and one couldn't hear even the tiniest sound of insects or birds. The shadows of the trees overlapped each other, giving off an eerie feeling.

"Be careful! The poison aura is spreading all over the place, and every step it takes is filled with killing intent." If there were no pills concocted by the Ghost Doctor bloodline, he would have died from the poison if he did not take even five steps forward. Moreover, your corpse will be eaten by poisonous creatures within a short hour, without even a trace of your bones remaining. Even if one used the army to attack this place, the fire would not be able to break through. Otherwise, why do you think the Emperor of Tang was helpless against the Ghost Witch? " If it wasn't for the fact that Handan understood him to a certain degree, and only looking at his proud face, he would definitely have mistaken him for a descendant of the bloodline of the Ghost Doctor.

"Most things in the world are always the opposite of what they are supposed to be. Is there no other way to enter?"

"Yes, Martial King can enter as he pleases. Other than that, even the fighting strength of the top ten experts would be greatly reduced if they were not prepared."

"Martial King?" Handan was shocked. This was the living legend, the undefeatable legend. He was worthy of being called the number one expert in the world, the number one person among the "Hundred Heroes". During the battle at Mount Kunlun, he had suppressed the other nine experts to become the undisputed number one in the world.

"No wonder no one noticed the Ghost Doctor in the past hundreds of years, how many Martial King are there? Legend has it that his realm has long since reached unprecedented levels. " Handan couldn't help but show a trace of admiration in her eyes. This was also the expression that would appear on the faces of all martial artists when they mentioned the word "Martial King".

The two of them carried a green pill and entered the forest. Indeed, they were safe and sound. After walking for less than an hour, a low wooden house appeared before them.

"Hahaha …" Ji Yunkong laughed, "Sister Duanmu, Lady Zhixiu, I'm back again. Did you miss me?" Before he could finish his sentence, he fainted.