ecstasy

What happened to Ning Shiting today was caused by the fragrance of returning souls.

He had obtained three boxes of soul-returning incense from Rakshasa King before, and more than half of them were given to the sick and injured who came to seek medical treatment.Although he can concoct the soul-returning incense, and his own blood is one of the key medicinal materials, the recovery ability of the medicine shark is very poor. Stop him stubbornly.

He has only one principle: those who are not in desperate situation will not be rescued.

Some people covet the preciousness of the soul-returning incense, and they will deliberately pretend to be people who are seriously ill and have nowhere to seek medical treatment to seek medicine. Come to buy... and so on, all were rejected by Ning Shiting.

In the past few days, he has slowly researched and prepared it by himself. After sinking the soul-returning incense, he prepared a slightly weaker perfume, and distributed it to the patients after sub-packaging.One piece of incense is enough to match seventy or eighty bottles, and most of them can cure diseases.

In fact, very few people in Xianzhou want to use this kind of incense that can life and death human flesh and bones.Immortal status means that it is not easy to get sick, and most of the diseases can be solved by other means.

In the past few days, Ning Shiting has only given the soul-returning incense to save people three times.

One time it was used to rescue a person who had been taken away by a ghost. After this person was treated by his family, the ghost in his body was sent away, but the main soul never came back.Because the spiritual fire in his body was about to be cut off, Ning Shiting sent a whole soul-returning incense to him.

The second time was a girl who was rescued from the poisonous miasma. The situation was the same as that of the princess back then. The difference was that this time the girl came back with a life, and her cultivation base improved a lot.

The third time was an old man whose blood was sucked by a temporarily unresolved flame poisonous bat. From the soles of his feet to the top of his head, he began to rot and stink slowly. If there was no incense for returning souls, he would just become a walking dead like this. He was poisoned to death by his own flesh and blood.

After a few days, Ning Shiting gradually had rumors outside.The name of Prince Qing's Mansion became more and more famous. Some people said that Prince Qing's Mansion "does not grant medical treatment, but only brings back the dead."

He only opened the civil hall for half a day today, but the people in line lined up from the gate of Prince Qing's Mansion to four or five streets away.

The one who came to make trouble today was the second girl's mother, a flirtatious woman.

She went to the court, and when she first came in, her hair was disheveled and she looked haggard.

Tingshu saw it nearby, and immediately asked someone to bring tea over, fearing that the woman would faint in front of the hall if she was not paying attention.

As soon as the tea delivery person arrived, the woman glanced at the tea, leaned forward, didn't take the cup of tea, and knelt down with a plop: "Please, Mr. Ning, save our child again, and help others to the end, please help me!" Please, otherwise our girl will be ruined for the rest of her life..."

Instead, this battle startled the tea delivery person, who almost got a cup of hot tea poured on him, so he quickly slipped away.

Ning Shiting's voice was very steady: "Please excuse me, if you have something important to say, don't be afraid, just relax and speak slowly, Qing Palace has something to help, and we will definitely do our best."

The woman wiped her tears, gestured behind her, and immediately someone pushed a girl in a wheelchair over: "Come and let Ah Qing see the young master."

The girl named Ah Qing was very handsome, but because of her appearance after a serious illness just now, she looked pale and thin, her whole body seemed to be made of paper, she was so lonely and thin that she was frighteningly thin.

Ning Shiting obviously still had an impression of her, because a few days ago, this girl was also carried in unconscious.

That day he personally ignited the soul-returning incense, roasted her seven orifices and five veins with wormwood, and brought her back to life.

"Is there any problem?" Ning Shiting asked, "I think Qianjin's complexion is rosy, the miasma poison should have been removed, and the rest should be cultivated properly."

Ah Qingniang stood up just now, and at this moment she knelt down for him again with a plop: "It is thanks to the young master's soul-returning incense that our family, Ah Qing, has saved his life. But the rescue is true, Ah Qing's A pair of legs are useless, and then the spiritual root is cut off, and the path of cultivation is cut off, and she will be ruined in the rest of her life! Pity my girl with such a good golden spirit root..."

Ning Shiting said: "It was already said at the time of the treatment that the poisonous miasma's damage to the meridians and bones of the whole body is irreversible. The soul-returning incense can detoxify, but there is no way to make her recover as before."

Ah Qingniang was impatient: "How can it be useless? Maybe it's because you didn't burn enough incense, just burn it a few more times. If you can save my girl, the young master will naturally have a way to restore Ah Qing to her original state! Today we will I came here for this purpose, can you give us some more soul-returning incense, my lord, maybe it will be good! After using the agarwood you gave us later, Ah Qing also said that she felt clear and clear, saying Maybe..."

Ah Qing's face slowly turned red, she lightly interrupted her, and whispered: "Mom, why don't you forget it..."

Ning Shiting didn't wear a gauze today, because he was in contact with the immortals as the principal, so as not to feel distanced.

She had seen him the last time she woke up.

At that time, her whole body was in pain, Ning Shiting clasped her wrist through a layer of cloth, and gently pressed a few orifices, with a low and gentle voice: "Is there any consciousness here?"

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"How can this be counted? After all, it's not for you, not for you, we ran all the way here to shame us?"

A Qingniang glared at the little girl, who immediately shut up timidly.

Ning Shiting was very calm: "We have done our best for the girl's condition. No amount of rejuvenating incense is useless. The reason why the girl thinks agarwood is useful is actually the original refreshing effect of reviving agarwood. It can refresh your mind and adjust your state.”

"Young master, you mean you can't give it? What about our girl's legs?"

Ah Qingniang cried again as she spoke, "Such a good child has become a useless person from now on. It was your Qing Palace who treated her like this. If you think about the current situation, it would be better to let her go It's good to die innocently, and this man saw his body again, how will he live for the rest of his life..."

Listening to the book was dealing with other trivial matters, and couldn't help hearing this, and asked in a cold voice: "Young master didn't say? You said it clearly that day, there may be serious sequelae after using the soul-returning incense. It’s just to save her life, you are blind and blind, do you still treat others as blind and blind?”

Listening to the book's words is like a small stone, which stirs up thousands of waves.

Ah Qingniang yelled in front of everyone: "Is this how people in Prince Qing's Mansion do things? Huh? We are unarmed immortals, what about them? They haven't bothered us for four years, and they behaved like this when they came back, okay?" Great official authority! Why are you disposing of our girl? We still can’t say it? But it’s just some kind of incense, this thing can be discarded, but justice must be sought!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a large group of burly men holding magic weapons rushed out from behind. They looked fierce and fierce, as if Ning Shiting refused to give the soul-returning incense and smashed Prince Qing's mansion.

After listening to the book and reading it, he became even more angry, and said loudly: "What's the matter, you came prepared? You have already planned to make a fuss, right? Just come, our young master is not easy to bully."

Seeing that Tingshu was about to make a move, Ning Shiting stretched out his hand to restrain him.

If the ice mayfly makes a move, the consequences will not be as simple as a few soul-returning incense.

He continued to say with a pleasant face: "Although I am very sorry for what happened to Qianjin, I am sorry that I cannot give you the soul-returning incense. One incense can save a life, and one is less than one. The original three boxes of soul-returning incense , and now there is only half a box left, and it can only be used for first aid. Sorry. If you have nothing else to say, please let the Xianliao behind come over first."

The people behind were also in a hurry, and when they were about to step forward, they were pushed back by that group of people.

People and people gathered into a wall, and simply formed a magic circle in front of them, blocking the road.

The celestial barrier is silvery white with purple light, and it turns out that an expert who has cultivated alchemy is invited to block the door.

Recently, Jiuzhou's spiritual energy has been sparse, and most of those who can reach this level of cultivation have gone to the heavenly court to become officials, and none of the people present can break through this fairy barrier for a while.

The girl's mother also intensified, she simply picked an empty seat, cried and rolled on it, her voice was so penetrating that it could make people's eyes roll.

Seeing that the situation was going to be out of control, the servants around were waiting for Ning Shiting's instructions.

Ning Shiting was also hesitating.

He is seventeen this year, and it's not that he has dealt with similar things before, but the current situation is different from when he was in the army.

At the border, military law was the top priority, and the immortals respected and feared them very much.

But Xizhou is not a bitterly cold Xizhou. The immortals here are used to being pampered and pampered, and they take it for granted that officials must act according to the face of the people.

The military's frequent use of military law can't scare this group of people, not to mention, it will also affect the reputation of Prince Qing's Mansion.

The brain was running fast, and suddenly a servant's loud announcement came from outside: "Welcome Your Highness——"

Everyone was taken aback, including Ning Shiting.

The flow of people dispersed, looking in the direction of the sunlight, a black-haired boy in black drove a wheelchair to the front of the hall.

He should be young, but his expression is old-fashioned and indifferent like an adult, and ink seems to be dripping from his dark eyes.

What is even more unbelievable is that he seems to have a natural sense of coercion, which makes people involuntarily fearful.

Everyone present would notice him first, and after realizing that this was really the legendary Prince Qing's Royal Highness who had escaped the world for four years and was almost forgotten, they all became amazed.

After Ning Shiting was stunned for a moment, he opened his lips to speak.

Gu Tingshuang stared at his lips, and saw the shape of the two reddish and moist things, as if she wanted to call him small characters, but for some reason it turned into: "Your Highness."