Chapter 755: Which eight words

As the old voice fell, the earth at the foot of Jiang Yun suddenly violently vibrated.

Then, under the rolling of countless soils, it condensed into a huge palm and went straight to Jiang Yun.

The appearance of this palm allowed Jiang Yun to feel a powerful pressure pervading his surroundings and completely envelop himself.

Obviously, the other party has been intolerable for Jiang Yun’s behavior, and finally he is angry and shot.

"God bless!"

Jiang Yun’s eyes flashed in the cold, and he judged the general strength of the other side. It was also the strongest of the heavenly environment, and it was stronger than the Gulu and others.

If the other party is willing to show up, then with the soul of the lock, there is still a battle.

But until now, I don't even know where the other person is. Even if I ignite the lock, I don't have any effect, so I am not the opponent of the other party.

However, Jiang Yun can't manage that much, not the opponents have to fight together.

Jiang Yun left his hand to hide the sword, the right hand refining the demon pen, the sword and the sword move together, toward the big hand that grabs himself at the same time.

"what!"

With Jiang Yun drawing a demon print with a refining pen, when he fell on the big hand, he let the other party make a slightly surprised sound.

"You are still a sorcerer! Wait, your scented pen..."

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With the sound of this sentence, the big hand that had almost stopped Jiang Yun’s body suddenly stopped.

The Tibetan sword in the hands of Jiang Yun also fell into the palm of his hand, but when he heard the other person's words, it was a movement in his heart, and he stopped.

His own refining demon pen is made from the bones of the Tao of the demon. In addition to Bai Ze’s knowledge, he has never been recognized.

It is not unusual for the other party to recognize the identity of the refiner, but the meaning of the other party seems to recognize his own demon pen!

Sure enough, the voice was silent for a while: "Since you are a refining demon, the material of your refining demon pen is quite amazing, and I don't want to be an enemy of you."

"It’s still the same sentence, leaving the water, it’s not happening, I will let you go!"

While speaking, the palm of the hand has been re-formed into countless soils, loosening the **** to Jiang Yun, and falling into the ground below.

At this time, Jiang Yun is once again in a tangled relationship.

It is reasonable to say that things have developed to such an extent that the other party is really benevolent to themselves and that they should indeed turn around and leave.

What's more, the purpose of coming here is not reasonable.

Let’s not say that the Jinsong family and their own innocence, even if they are refining pharmacists, even if they refine the medicinal herbs that can get rid of the poisonous gas, they themselves as outsiders, there is no qualification to go to them to ask about their family, about Dan Everything about medicine.

Change to yourself, if you encounter such a situation, I am afraid that people will be driven out in the future, and even killed!

"But it!"

In the end, Jiang Yun shook his head helplessly, and put away the Tibetan sword and the refining pen. He said to the emptiness in front of him: "The things of today are all wrong, more offensive, disturbing the peace of the nobility. , leave!"

After that, Jiang Yun sent the pool of water back to the pool. He straightened up and wanted to turn and leave, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

Jiang Yun took out all the flamingo feathers that he secretly collected from his arms and put them on the ground: "There is nothing worthwhile in the lower body."

"The nobles may need the feathers of these firebirds, so this is a sin, although not many, but it is also my heart."

Then, Jiang Yun took out a lot of medicinal herbs and piled them on the ground. "These herbs are brought from the world I came to."

"It doesn't have much use on me. I don't know if the nobles can use it. If it is a crime, it will be given to the nobility!"

Most of these herbs are grasses, and all that can be refining are some remedies that increase aura. For Jiang Yun, it is really useless in this prison.

Jiang Yun is really embarrassed about his own behavior that disturbs the Jin Jin family.

In addition, since the Jinluo family is good at refining medicine, then giving these medicines to them may be able to play a greater role.

After doing all this, Jiang Yun once again bowed to the imaginary fist: "Reassure, here, there will be no leakage in the next."

"I hope that the nobility will not help the prisoners here to get rid of the poison gas because of my recklessness."

Until then, the old voice rang again: "Although I don't know your attitude, why do you want to go back and forth, but you take all these things!"

"There is really no other meaning in the next!"

Jiang Yun smiled and knew that his sudden change of attitude would inevitably make the other party more suspicious.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yun continued: "I have a friend who gave me eight words, said that the medical treatment is good, the medicine is good, if you can do eight words, you can be worthy!"

"Unable to do it underneath, but the aristocrats apparently did it, and they also admire it very much, so they sent these things out and talked."

"These things, if the nobles don't want it, then it's lost!"

After that, Jiang Yun finally turned around and strode, and he will leave here.

However, in his ear, the old voice was heard again: "Can you tell me, your friend, what eight words are you giving?"

Jiang Yun kept on foot and whispered: "The doctor is willing, the medicine is all over the world!"

This was the first time that Xiao Yun had known that Jiang Yun had given him a detoxification for other monks in Nanxing City.

These eight words are actually one of the rules of the medicine gods, and they are passed down by their ancestors.

In Jiang Yun’s view, everything that the Jinluo family has done is definitely more than the eight words.

After finishing these eight words, Jiang Yun’s figure is far away from tens of thousands of feet. He is really going to go, not deliberately.

However, in front of him, suddenly there was an old man wearing a yellow fir, stopping his way, and looking at him with his eyes fixed: "What is your friend, what kind of gate? You, again Which world is it from?"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sneak a sneak peek. He used all kinds of methods and did not let the other party show up. Now he only said eight words. The other party actually appeared in front of himself and asked these two questions.

Is it difficult for the other party to care about these eight words?

At this time, Jiang Yun’s mind flashed a vague thought, but unfortunately, in the face of the burning eyes of the old man, he did not have time to ponder. After the slightest sinking, he told the truth: “From the world named Shanhai. ”

"My friend is a sect of the sect of the medicine gods in the mountains and seas!"

After that, Jiang Yun decided to look at the old man.

There is no expression on the face of the old man, and even the eyes are full of turbidity, so that people can't see the thoughts and thoughts in his heart.

After a long time, the old man once again said: "What is the relationship between you and the drug god?"

"This one……"

Jiang Yun did not know how to answer, because the relationship between himself and Yao Shenzong is a bit complicated, and he will not be able to explain it for a while.

In the end, he still said a long story: "Under the next, you can be regarded as the lord of the drug gods!"

After the sacred sacred sacred sacred sect, the medicinal **** sect has been merged into the Taoist sect. Jiang Yun is the lord of the medicinal sect.

The fall of Jiang Yun’s words made a sudden glow of light in the muddy eyes of the old man in front of Huang Yi.