Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Haoyuan Mansion, on the sickbed, Li Xiangtao never had the slightest blood on his face.

His whole person was in the broken soul, and his consciousness was chaotic. Apart from the existence of vitality, he was not much different from the dead.

In front of the sickbed, a gray-haired old man frowned, and there was an elixir in his hand, which was constantly burning, and the green breath continued to enter Li Xiangtao's seven orifices to continue his life and keep his vitality.

When Qin Xuan and others came, the old man slowly put away the elixir in his hand.

"Three princesses, Xiaohouye!"

This is a medical master, turning his head to look at Ye Youding and others.

"Old Han, how?" Ye Youding couldn't help but asked with concern.

"Although the vitality is still going on, but if Yuanshen and Yuanying remain as they are, General Li..." Old Han slowly said.

Ye Youding had sorrow in her eyes when she heard the words. She had heard these words more than once.

Then, Old Han's eyes fell on Qin Xuan, "Are you the arrogant monk?"

Old Han also heard about what Qin Xuan said, but he naturally didn't believe it at all. As Mo Yunxing's rare medical daoist, he had no way to deal with such a severe injury, let alone a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

The soul is the wound of the soul, and the soul is condensed by mana, and the soul is severely wounded. It is wrong, it is fragmented, and even the gods may be difficult to save. The various medical skills he knows cannot save Li Xiangtao.

Unless it is the great power of medical treatment, or the supreme dear, there may be some hope, but it is just a life-saving, and the cultivation base must be scattered.

With such a thorny and exhausting wound, Qin Xuan dared to speak easily. This is not arrogant and ignorant, but what is it?

Qin Xuan never looked at the old Han, and even ignored his words.

Old Han frowned and snorted, without saying anything.

Ye Youding and Zhou Lianyun are noble, not to mention, there is Fairy Su Xuan, it is not easy for him to have anger in his heart.

Qin Xuan watched Li Xiangtao, his gaze was like a torch, his spiritual knowledge spread, and he went straight into Li Xiangtao's sea of ​​knowledge, dantian.

"What are you doing?" Old Han noticed Qin Xuan's actions, and his expression suddenly changed. "General Li's knowledge of the sea and dantian are in chaos. If your mind is not careful, it will cause General Li's spirit to be turbulent, and Yuan Ying will dissipate. It’s hard to maintain the vitality that never faded away."

At the sound, Ye Youding's expression also changed suddenly, and Zhou Lianyun wanted to speak out.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's heart was like a bright mirror, he probed it clearly, and withdrew his spiritual consciousness. He glanced coldly at the medical daoist, "Noisy!"

"Poor monk is sure of himself, don't use your ignorant view, foolishly talk about poor monk!"

Old Han was furious. He was a practitioner of the path of medicine, and what he said was even more kind. He turned out to be foolishness in the monk's mouth.

Before Mr. Han was angry, Qin Xuan had already spoken faintly, "I think you can be regarded as successful in medical treatment. Can you have a precious needle?"

Han Laoqiang suppressed his anger and didn't want to lose his temper. Hearing Qin Xuan's words, he couldn't help saying, "You monk, you don't even have a treasure needle, you dare to save people!"

He ignored Qin Xuan and looked directly at Ye Youding and Zhou Lianyun, "Three princesses, little Houye, this monk must be arrogant and ignorant, and according to the old view, he quickly sent General Li to King Danzong. I ask for a soul gathering and soul pill to save my life."

Ye Youding hesitated, and took out the Yuanhuang Blood Jade. She never hesitated, but when it came to Li Xiangtao's life and death, Ye Youding was struggling in her heart.

She didn't know whether she should believe in Qin Xuan or not, after all, how could a Yuan Ying monk be comparable to the Taoist monarch of medicine.

Zhou Lianyun never said anything, but stood with his hands behind him, as if watching a joke.

"Treasure needle, how many do you want?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Su Xuan looked at Qin Xuan, and said lightly: "I have five fifth-grade treasure needles in my hand. They are the five elements fixed method needles. Is it enough?"

Su Xuan spoke, causing Ye Youding, Zhou Lianyun and even Han Lao to change slightly.

"Yuan Shen and Yuan Ying, two are enough!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

Su Xuan turned her palm, and five precious needles of different colors emerged in her hand. The whole body was like jade and thin like hairspring, divided into five colors, corresponding to the five elements.

Qin Xuan took two needles of earth and wood from it and fell in front of him and circled.

After that, Qin Xuan turned around, "Dear donors, wait outside the door!"

As soon as Qin Xuan finished speaking, Old Han couldn't help saying, "Monk, I'll wait outside the door? If there is no old man to take care of it, if a slight mistake causes General Li's death, do you know the consequences?"

Ye Youding also frowned slightly, Han Lao and the former great goddess of medicine and Taoist priests treated Li Xiangtao, they never let her evade.

On the contrary, Su Xuan turned around and walked outside.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he looked at Ye Youding and Zhou Lianyun, "Two donors, please!"

He stretched out his hand and made Ye Youding couldn't help but laugh out bitterly, "I hope that the monk will do his best. If it is really impossible, I ask General Li to save his life and heal him slowly."

Zhou Lianyun directly turned around. He raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Qin Xuan, as if he was watching, what if Qin Xuan couldn't save Li Xiangtao?

Old Han's expression changed. Ye Youding and the three had already turned around. How did he stay, but if he left directly, he would be a little bit ashamed.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at that old Han coldly.

"roll!"

He slowly uttered a word, and Old Han's face suddenly turned pale to the extreme.

"You thief monk, how dare you insult this Daoist like this!" He was so imposing, and before moving, outside the door, a rope of white jade suddenly came out and directly tied Old Han in it.

Old Han was caught off guard, and without even noticing it, he was **** tightly and flew out the door.

Old Han became more furious, and before he moved his body's mana, Su Xuan's mind moved slightly, and the white jade rope retracted and sank into the jade ring of her fingertips.

"Wait!"

Su Xuan only uttered a word, making Han Lao's complexion slightly changed, his face gloomy, but he did not dare to attack.

Although he is a prince, he is considered to be highly respected in Mo Yunxing, and Wen Dehou also wants to treat him courteously, but in the face of the saint Su Xuan of Shengtian Sect, he dare not be disrespectful.

Thousands of years ago, this saint was eighteen years old. When she first entered the golden core, she appeared in Mo Yunxing. At that time, a prince of the three kingdoms of the gods was disrespectful to Su Xuan and scorned him. It.

After that, the fairy Su Xuan turned back, but within Mo Yunxing, two supreme lords ushered in, and the prince of the Youxuan Kingdom was killed in front of the palace of the Youxuan Kingdom.

This matter is even today's Mo Yunxing dare not forget.

The saint of the Holy Heavenly Sect, do not insult me!

This statement has been circulated for a long time, causing the three great kingdoms to be silent, seeing Su Xuan, like seeing the Sect Master of Saint Tian, ​​treat him with courtesy.

Old Han felt anger rushing into the sky, but he never said anything. Looking at the closed door, his eyes were cold.

"Let me take a look, if Li Xiangtao is dead, how about you monk..."

"Lost!"