Baigu Medical Saint was busy again. When Xiao Chengfan came to the Holy Medical Room carrying Yan Ting, whose back was smashed, his eyeballs almost fell off. This kind of skin injury was more natural than the injury Yan Ting suffered before.

They cannot be compared, but the visual impact is undoubtedly the strongest.

Although he has not yet reached the point where his eyesight is dim, but for a 132-year-old man to pick up a needle and thread to sew up all the ripped flesh, it is also a hard job for the eyes. Not only that, he also has to use a knife to

The rotten flesh was cut off piece by piece to prevent Yan Ting's wound from getting infected.

After working hard for two hours, it was getting late. Bai Gu wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed. When the powerful stick of heaven was struck down, the ordinary Tianyuan realm body would have been dead, but Yan Ting was still able to survive.

But half his life was lost.

He was thinking why Xiao Chengfan was so ruthless and could do anything to his grandson, but he liked this young man very much. If Xiao Chengfan didn't want him, he would recognize his grandson.

Opening the door, there was an old man sitting on the stairs under the eaves. The old man was slightly hunched, his arms resting on his thighs. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and looked.

"How's it going?" Xiao Chengfan asked quickly.

Bai Gu looked at Xiao Chengfan's haggard look and said helplessly: "What kind of evil do you think you have done? Eighty sticks are enough, but you need to add twenty more sticks. Now it's better."

, I think it will take at least a month for his skin injury to heal, and this is with the help of elixirs and medicinal materials, adding injury to injury, why bother?"

Xiao Chengfan took a heavy breath, and his voice was so hoarse that it shocked Bai Gu: "I'm afraid that he will end up with the same fate as Qingyan!"

Bai Gu's expression changed dramatically. He knew who the "Qing Yan" in Xiao Chengfan's words was. He was a genius, a peerless genius who shocked the past and the present.

"During this period, I have some things to deal with, so I would like you to take care of Yan Ting. From now on, his punishment will be that he will not be allowed to enter any training place for a month. When he recovers, let him rest at home for a few days.

." Xiao Chengfan said.

"Okay, okay, go ahead. I think this kid is quite good. He values ​​affection and righteousness. You just care too much about appearance. Stop worrying about it. In two months, he will be your seventh child."

It's your tenth birthday, don't be too tired." Bai Gu patted Xiao Chengfan's clothes. The two old men have witnessed the development of Zhulu Academy over the past few decades and established a deep friendship. They started arguing with each other when they were young.

The worries and greetings I have now have changed a lot.

Looking at Xiao Chengfan's leaving figure, Bai Gu felt suddenly uncomfortable for some reason. This old man, who could only be considered his descendant according to his age, had become friends with him when he was eighteen years old. He was a friend and an elder. Xiao

He had personally experienced Cheng Fan's tenth birthday and wedding, but there was only one thing that he absolutely did not want to see again in his life.

It was also that incident that made the middle-aged Xiao Chengfan, who was extremely talented, almost reduced to a useless person. His cultivation had been wasted for twenty years.

Xiao Chengfan has not experienced many things in this half of his life, but it is difficult to get through them.

…

Yan Ting was severely injured by the Hundred Heavenly Power Rod and was expected to have to rest for another month. Buyunya originally planned to take care of him, but he sent him away with a hundred yuan stones. What if he didn't break through to the eighth level of earth yuan in a month?

Don't come to see him, so Buyunya came to say goodbye to him.

Today, Buyunya brought a dark green spherical object larger than his head to the Holy Doctor's Room. Yanting watched Buyunya standing at the edge of the table, holding a small knife, and split open the sphere with a single stroke.

The bright red flesh is exposed, with dark seeds in the middle.

Buyunya showed a happy smile and said: "I finally didn't lie to me this time. The first few were yellow when I opened them, and they told me about mutant varieties. When I ate them, they smelled like urine, so they were obviously undercooked."

Yan Ting was lying on the bed bored. Buyunya's words almost made him burst into laughter. He cut a piece and handed it to Yan Ting's hand. The two of them started to eat the watermelon with great gusto.

Yan Ting had a self-made blood-producing medicine taped on his back, which is said to speed up the recovery of flesh and blood. This medicine is low-cost, and is much cheaper than the fourth-level elixir for growing flesh and blood, the Hemolytic Pill. I don’t know how much, but there is one

shortcoming.

No one dares to try!

It is said that it can regenerate flesh and blood, but it has never been practiced. They all stay in the inner courtyard. The elders and teachers have nothing to do and cut pieces of meat for fun. The disciples are all busy practicing. It is difficult to see each other on weekdays. How can they be easily injured?

, and no one can be as bad as Yan Ting.

However, because the Hemolytic Pill is a top-grade fourth-level elixir, its refining difficulty is no less difficult than that of the Poria Pill. Moreover, since it is rarely used, Wen Jingrong did not refine it. When she needed it, she discovered that one ingredient was missing.

It was too late to look for her again, and Yan Ting didn't want to lie on the bed like this for a month, so he took a desperate risk and decided to give it a try.

Effect……

It has not been revealed yet!

Yan Ting thought that Bai Gu, as the medical sage of Zhulu Academy, should have very good medical skills, but Yan Ting's involvement in medicine was still not deep enough. Otherwise, he should know that the evaluation of a person's medical skills is based on his ability to save lives.

People, whether they can treat many diseases or not, can be successful. Only when they apply the medical skills they have learned in practice and succeed, can they be called good medical skills.

Bai Gu's medical skills are indeed superb, but he also constantly accumulates experience in practice. Yan Ting is one of the subjects of his practice. And what needs practice is understanding.

The blood-producing medicine is refined from white grains. It can theoretically regenerate flesh and blood. Only by putting it into practice can we know whether the medicine is useful. What Yan Ting doesn't know is that just because he is good at medicine does not mean that this person is refining medicine.

It's amazing, but actually there is no necessary connection between refining medicine and medical skills.

Bai Gu's main occupation is a doctor, and refining medicine is just a hobby.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

The types and dosages of medicinal materials are prepared according to the patient's condition and degree. This is based on the patient's condition. It has been recorded by predecessors and has experience now. And refining medicine relies on the understanding of the medicinal materials and one's own feelings. This is

Innovation, the basis for this, is unreliable. It usually requires a lot of practice to draw conclusions, and Yan Ting was the first person to practice Bai Gu’s blood-promoting medicine.

"You two really enjoyed your meal." Bai Gu walked into the room and smiled heartily, and Buyunya quickly cut a piece for him.

Bai Gu's smile remained unchanged. Looking at the knife that Buyunya was holding, his expression suddenly became serious. He said in a deep voice: "Where did you get this knife?"

While Buyunya was eating, he pointed to the room opposite and said, "Here, I took it from that room. Don't worry, I was afraid it wouldn't be clean, so I washed it."

Bai Gu chuckled and put down the watermelon.

The knives inside were indeed unclean. They were all knives used on patients after surgery. This reminded him clearly that they were used to cut Yan Ting's rotten flesh yesterday. These knives were all going to be disinfected today. He didn't know what to do.

How did Yunya wash it? He wouldn't eat it even if he was beaten to death.

"Do you feel better?" Bai Gu asked kindly.

"No!" Yan Ting's word severely damaged Bai Gu's confidence in his pharmaceutical ability.

Although he himself is not confident that he can do it.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood." Bai Gu asked with a smile.

"Senior Bai Gu, try the feeling of being beaten half to death first, and then being beaten with a stick after finally recovering. It will be strange if you feel better." Yan Ting complained.

"The third elder has his own reasons for beating you. This reason is very cruel. It is a nightmare that he will never escape from in his life." Bai Gu's voice gradually became heavier. Yan Ting's eyes tightened and he looked at Bai Gu.

Buyunya also opened his eyes wide. Does the third elder have a past that he doesn't want to recall?

"I think you need to know about this matter. After you know it, you must promise me something." Bai Gu said deeply.

"Don't worry, I won't let Grandpa Xiao worry anymore." Yan Ting said solemnly.

"No, what I want to say is, don't tell him that I told you this."

Yan Ting: "..."

Buyunya: "..."

Bai Gu may have also seen the eye rolls of the two people. For a moment, he scratched the back of his head like a teenager, smiled innocently, then became serious and asked a question.

"Do you think that breaking through the Tianyuan realm at the age of eighteen is considered a genius?"

Yan Ting said: "Breaking through Tianyuan at the age of eighteen can only barely be regarded as entering the ranks of geniuses."

Bai Gu nodded and said: "Yes, the eighteen-year-old Tianyuan is a rare genius in some small countries and some backward areas, but once they leave there, they can only be regarded as average. Then, ten

Where is the eight-year-old Yuan Luo realm?"

"Eighteen-year-old Yuan Luo is a true genius. If nothing unexpected happens for such people, if they practice hard, they will have a chance to break through the Yuan Zong. If there are some opportunities, the Yuan Zong realm should not be their end.

" Yan Ting continued.

"Well, the third elder broke through the Yuan Luo realm at the age of eighteen and became a leader in the inner academy. Ten years later, he reached the sixth level of Yuan Dao and became one of the leading figures in Zhulu Academy in that era." Bai Gu said.

Yan Ting and Buyun Ya were shocked. They did not expect that Xiao Chengfan was one of the strongest geniuses in Zhulu Academy back then. At that time, even if he was not Zhao Xiuning today, he could still be regarded as Liu Yuetian and his ilk. These are all about to graduate.

He is a master whose cultivation is above the fifth level of Yuandao.

"Then what do you think of the eighteen-year-old Yuandao?" Bai Gu pretended to be profound.

Yan Ting frowned: "It's hard to pick one out of a million Yuandao at the age of 18. This kind of genius is hard to come by. Generally, he either possesses extremely powerful ancient bloodline power, or his soul is extremely powerful and is not ancient.

The Yuanhun should be a fourth-level mutated Yuanhun like Mo Xuanzhang, but Mo Xuanzhang is almost eighteen years old and is still a ninth-level Tianyuan."

"However, because he did not deliberately improve his cultivation and fought steadily, his combat effectiveness is at the upper level among his peers. He is countless times more powerful than those embroidered pillows. If he started practicing in the inner courtyard at the age of eight,

If so, it is not impossible to reach Yuandao within ten years."

Bai Gu smiled and nodded. Yan Ting's words were very pertinent. Mo Xuanzhang's talent was truly unmatched, and his combat power was at the top level.

"You are young and can judge people very well. So what do you think of the eighteen-year-old Yuan Zong?"

Bai Gu's words were so shocking that anyone who heard them would just think that he was a lunatic, an old lunatic who was delirious due to his age.

Yan Ting frowned, and then said with great certainty: "This is impossible. Although my knowledge is shallow, but the eighteen-year-old Yuan Zong, looking at the history of Yuanqi Continent, since the creation of the cultivation system, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to be able to do it within ten years."

It would be absolutely impossible for him to break through to Yuan Zong before he was eight years old, even if he used the best resources in the world to start practicing from his mother's womb."

Buyunya also nodded. He had read in ancient books that Yuan Zong, the youngest person in history, was also nineteen years old. Moreover, that man was a peerless genius from a super wealthy family. He once suppressed an era and was unmatched by anyone.

He used the best resources in the world, had the guidance of the most powerful teachers, and practiced hard himself. Finally, he was able to break through Yuan Zong at the age of nineteen years and seven months. On that day, he broke the most powerful record in history.

The record of young Yuan Zong, and before that, the youngest one was twenty years and eight months old.
To be continued...