Cut it into pieces, it's really a good suggestion.

Then cut it and eat it, but it didn't respond when cut off the stone knife. The bamboo slips were intact after tens of years, so it was not simple. Yun Yao found that this was the same as the turtle shell, and only by using innate energy can the bamboo slips be cut off.

The innate energy exerted its power, and the bamboo slips were indeed broken, and the broken mouth was as new as new, especially the bamboo fragrance. Suddenly, Yunyao tried to eat a corner, and felt a refreshing rushing to the sky spirit cover. The sky and the earth instantly became clear in color, and the subtle color difference became so huge, and each color was so full.

He Ling knew it was effective at a glance: "It's true."

Since it is feasible, then continue to eat.

Soon the entire bamboo slip was eaten, and the innate energy was offset, not on the route of "Returning to the Divine Light Art", but on the new route.

"Quick meditation, the magic power contained in "Zhuyoushu" is teaching you how to mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

He dared not neglect and nervously remembered the route of "Zhu Youshu". At the same time, Yun Yao felt that the colors around him were twisted and he was a little too active. These colors seemed to be what Zhu Youshu called the power of heaven and earth. He could cure the disease by mobilizing his power based on the color.

Different colors have different functions. Zhuyoushu is a brush for color adjustment. As long as the color is adjusted, it can cure diseases. No wonder it can cure difficult and complicated diseases within ten sentences, and even break hands and feet can take two steps.

Surrounded by the rich colors, it is a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, as long as the innate energy deviates from the operation route of Zhuyouzhi, the color will return to normal.

"No wonder the spells are lost. Just learning medical skills makes me feel like they will melt into the world and become one of the colors. The spells are really unsafe." Yun Yao has learned spells and spells now. After comparison, he found that spells are too weird. It seems to pollute the whole world at once. If a person with a weak mind is not firm, he will be crazy because of these colors. However, the spells are light breezes and drizzles, and almost no one can notice the changes brought about.

The impact of the spell is really not that strong.

"The ancient times are different from today. The immortals have no choice but to learn dangerous spells." He Ling just guessed: "Now you should have learned Zhuyouzhi, right?"

Yunyao nodded with certainty: "Although I haven't tried it, I think I can already go to cure the disease and save the patient." "The Zhuyoushu made me see that the surroundings were all different colors. It should be the power of heaven and earth that all things have. The disease also has the color of disease, so I need to mobilize other colors to make the color of the disease normal, which is equivalent to curing the disease. It's really amazing. It's completely different from the medical skills I know. I don't take medicine, no acupuncture, and even rest. I just need to mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

"Don't be too happy. You also said that you were almost lost in the color. This means that the spell is uniquely dangerous and the loss makes sense. So I don't think you can use "Zhuyoushu" casually, but now you should be able to help patients in need."

"Let's take action tonight." Yunyao didn't hesitate. In order to cover up, it would be better to act at night, so as not to worry about everyone. After all, if you leave the ferry in broad daylight, your retainers and teachers will worry.

And if they fail and are in a dark and lantern, they can't see who they are. In this way, Yun Yao is not afraid of embarrassment or doctors making trouble, and they will kill multiple goals in one fell swoop.

He Ling would naturally go, without her spells, Yun Yao would not have been able to go to Xueguo one night and come back. Of course, Yun Yao would not ride He Ling, but would walk against the water. Anyway, they were all on the bank of Zhu River.

After nightfall, He Ling asked Yunyao to hug her waist. He Ling was one head taller than Yunyao. Yunyao hugged her willow waist, and her hair was pillowed on the soft and fragrant ones.

"Hold on, don't let go." Yunyao's neck emerged from the Dragon Girl's armpit and he nodded.

He Ling pinched the magic trick with one hand, and his figure had already landed on the water tornado. The water tornado was as steady as flat ground, moving up against the current, resisting the water. The two hugged each other, conveying their body temperature in the evening breeze, and heading to the capital of Xueguo.

Xueguo is very small in size, and it is a small city. The three earthen walls are less than a battle. There is a population of about 10,000 yuan. Luguo is at least five times larger than it.

At this time, Xue Kingdom was bleak because the plague had already spread from the fiefdom in the suburbs to the capital, and they discovered it too late.

The doctor could not find any way to save people, so he could only watch the patient die in pain.

The whole country of Xue was useless, so they could only hope that the Dragon King could find a good cure for the disease.

You can see that there are many burning traces of worshiping the heavens on the street. You must have killed big animals such as cattle and horses to pray for God's blessing, which can be considered a hard work.

The capital of Xueguo is surrounded by city walls and one side is Zhuhe. The ferry crossing on the Zhuhe River is very grand and there are many canoes. This is the main river crossing location in the upper reaches of the Zhuhe River, and Yunyao can only be regarded as a wild ferry.

Originally, the hotel at the Ferry entrance should be full of guests, but now it is not popular at all. The room is pitch black, and only a faint and uncomfortable moan and a slight sob can be heard.

The voices were very old because this was an old couple. Their eldest son died of illness, so they asked their second son to take their family to escape on the other side of the shore. Staying in the city would definitely be a word of death. The old man stayed to see the house, and the young man made his own way and couldn't control the rules.

The old man was also sick, leaving only the old woman taking care of the old man, but seeing that the old man was no longer able to do so, the old woman sat in the room to wipe her tears.

Many families in the city were like this family. All the young people with strong strength ran to Lu, but Lu had already blocked the road. Although Lu was willing to provide some food, they would definitely not accept them, for fear that the plague would spread to Lu.

"Let's start here." Yunyao knocked on the door.

It took a long time to react before the old woman asked in confusion: "Who is it?" It's not that her son is back.

Yun Yao didn't know how to introduce herself, so she could only say, "I am a passing monk. Seeing a sense of sorrow and resentment condensed above here, she came over to take a look." If she said that she was Du Niang downstream, the other party would probably not open the door at all. Anyway, He Ling next to her was indeed a monk, so that's right.

When he heard that he was a monk, the old man opened the door immediately. Even if the old man living at the ferry never traveled far away in his life, he could understand the world through travelers from all over the world and know that monks are all capable people.

The staggering but rapid steps approached the door panel, and the door opened soon. The gray-haired old man squinted his eyes and looked at the starlight. He only saw two small figures outside the door, two beautiful girls of old age, dancing and reflecting on their skin.

"Two monks, please come in quickly." The old man was also anxious to seek medical treatment, hoping that someone could help them.

"Don't worry, are your family sick? I'll take a look for you." Yun Yao and Ling also looked like torches at night. Without the help of the flames, they saw an old man with a pale face lying on the collapse. If it weren't for the undulating chest and the sound of voice in his throat, it would be difficult to be sure that the haggard old man with a dead face was still alive.
Chapter completed!