Originally, the leader of Pingshan Kingdom was in a state of confusion, thinking that Qin Cheng must be in serious trouble if he suffered such a blow. Even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would at least be seriously injured. Let alone saving people, he would not be able to explain anything to Qin Cheng and his master.

is the problem.

But what he couldn't believe was that after receiving the extremely powerful natal thunder from the Xuan Lei Holy Tiger, Qin Cheng was unscathed and nothing happened!

"Okay, it's just a small thunderbolt. I can still catch it. You can get out and don't get contaminated by the poisonous blood."

Qin Cheng waved his hand and said.

"Cheng Yaozun, are you really okay?" Lord Pingshan took a breath and said in disbelief.

"Nothing's wrong at all. I still want to continue treating Linghu. Let's get out."

Seeing that Qin Cheng's breath was indeed stable and his complexion was as usual, everyone retreated.

When they heard the news, Yan Pingping and others outside were also quite surprised.

"As expected of a master."

Gong Yao's face turned red and his eyes became more and more adoring.

At this time, after calmness returned to the formation, Linghu was no longer frantic, but suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"Am I recovering?"

As an ancient spiritual beast, the Xuan Lei Sacred Tiger can naturally talk and has a high IQ.

Linghu felt the situation inside his body. At this moment, he looked at Qin Cheng and suddenly spoke.

"That's right, the poisonous blood in your body has basically been released." Qin Cheng said.

"I just went into a rage and attacked you. I'm very sorry." Linghu apologized.

"No, doctors are like parents, I know your situation."

Qin Cheng waved his hand and at the same time controlled the sky-devouring insect to emerge from the spirit tiger's skeleton and began to stir the meridians in the body to collect the beast's blood.

Linghu felt another pain. He looked at his body spurting blood and said helplessly: "Master, I feel better."

"No, you're not okay." Qin Cheng said decisively.

Linghu: "..."

After a while.

Linghu felt a little weak, as if he had lost too much blood.

"Master. I think I'm really good."

"No, you can still persist... No, the poisonous blood hasn't been drained yet."

Qin Cheng thought for a while and gave Linghu a few elixirs.

"Eat this to top it off."

Linghu was speechless again. Didn't you say that I still have poisonous blood in my body, but you asked me to replenish the blood? Isn't this contradictory?

But this guy cured himself after all, and even received a thunderbolt from it on the head, I can't bear it!

After being drained of blood by Qin Cheng for a while, the spirit tiger was about to collapse. Only then did Qin Cheng stop and took back the sky-devouring insects.

After all, he was treating illnesses, and it would not be good if he bled the spirit tiger to death.

Putting the spirit tiger blood collected in the formation into his storage bag as a matter of course, Qin Cheng walked out of the formation.

"Cheng Yaozun, am I a spiritual tiger?" Lord Pingshan hurriedly came up to ask.

"It has recovered, but it is a little weak. Here are ten bottles of elixir. You can take it to nourish it. One pill a day, don't use too much."

Qin Cheng took out ten porcelain vases and handed them to Lord Pingshan.

After draining so much blood from this spiritual beast, it is unjustifiable to not give it any compensation.

"How can this be so embarrassing?" Lord Pingshan felt a little ashamed. The other party came to see a doctor, but he was cured and still had to get medicine.

"It's okay. And remember, this spirit tiger has just recovered from its injury. Don't let it fight with the enemy within half a year, otherwise it may damage its foundation, so it is best to let it stay in the back mountain and retreat for half a year." Qin Cheng said again

He ordered.

This was not because of his own bleeding, but because the Sky-eating Insect had bitten the bones of the Linghu Meridian. The wounds were small and dense. If he could not fully recover, the battle could easily cause the small wounds to break into large wounds.

"I'll note this down."

Lord Pingshan nodded immediately.

The lifespan of a spirit beast is extremely long, often measured in tens of thousands of years. For a spirit tiger, half a year passes very quickly.

The princess and the spirit tiger have both recovered, and everyone is looking relaxed. The busy days have finally come to an end.

"Cheng Yaozun."

Just when Qin Cheng was about to leave, Yan Pingping walked up to Qin Cheng and hesitated to speak.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Cheng said.

"You fought me before, instead of bleeding like a spiritual tiger, was it because of my status?" Yan Pingping gritted her teeth.

She could see that Qin Cheng had many ways to treat the ghost grass and evil pill.

And the bloodletting of this pair of spirit tigers was obviously much easier than fighting with herself. After all, she did not have the strength to attack Qin Cheng.

But Qin Cheng let himself go, causing himself to be injured. Only then did he get rid of the toxin.

"Of course I have this consideration. This method will cause too much damage to the body. You are a human monk, no better than a spiritual beast. Your life span is short and your recovery is even worse. Naturally, I have to suffer more." Qin Cheng did not hide it and said truthfully.

"Then you say I'm fair just to anger me and release my poisonous blood."

Yan Pingping felt a little complicated after hearing this.

In fact, when I was recovering from my injuries, I scolded Qin Cheng all over. I felt that this guy did it on purpose.

But after personally experiencing him treating Linghu, she changed her mind.

Qin Cheng doesn't use this method of bloodletting to make himself embarrassed and irritated. What are you trying to do?

"certainly."

Qin Cheng coughed and almost said no, it's because you are really average.

But if you say this, the other party will probably get angry again.

"I understand, I owe you once, and I will repay you in the future."

Yan Pingping spoke seriously and then left.

"I received your father's spiritual coins."

Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment, but when he spoke again Yan Pingping had already left.

He also shook his head, and then declined the opportunity for Lord Pingshan to stay for a few days and entertain him.

Thinking of something, Qin Cheng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, where is Zheng Yaozun now?"

"Zheng Yaozun was placed in a palace by me to rest and recuperate. I just heard the report from the attendant and he has woken up." said the Lord Pingshan.

"Then your Majesty, can you take me to see him?"

"Of course you can." Lord Hingshan was stunned but did not refuse.

But he was secretly complaining. Could it be that Qin Cheng had cured Linghu and ran over to provoke him?

When they arrived outside the palace, Qin Cheng expressed that he wanted to talk to Zheng Yaozun alone, and the Lord of Pingshan resigned.

"Hmph. What are you doing here? After curing that spiritual beast, are you coming here to laugh at me?"

Zheng Yaozun was sitting cross-legged in meditation when he saw Qin Cheng coming in. He looked a little ugly and snorted coldly.

He blew himself out of the sea, but ended up making a fool of himself in front of everyone. This was simply the biggest stain in his life.

What caused him more pain than this was that the young man in front of him solved the matter.

"I'm kidding you? No, I'm here to make a win-win deal with you."

Qin Cheng shook his head and said, Zheng Yaozun must have underestimated himself too much.

"We are doing business and everyone has been cured. Your level of Medicine Master is not much worse than mine. If you have anything to do, come to me." Zheng Yaozun snorted coldly.

"I will give you all the credit for curing the princess and Linghu this time, do you want me to?" Qin Cheng said.

"Give all the credit to me?"
Chapter completed!