Urban Medical God

"Then what should I do?" Ye Chen frowned. He didn\'t expect that in addition to the broken arm, the blood **** had such a toxin in his body.

"However, after living together for many years, you should be able to suppress this toxin."

The blood **** nodded and said: "Sometimes, it will cause changes in physical characteristics, other times, it can still be suppressed. And after being immortal, this violent power has indeed brought me many benefits."

Yao Ancestor nodded and continued: "If this is the case, then you can suppress the toxins yourself. I have a heart-clearing curse. If you can\'t suppress it in the future, you can use it."

"Okay, thank you senior."

Yao Ancestor didn\'t say anything any more, just stretched out his hand and pressed it from the giant medicine cauldron, and the giant medicine cauldron clicked and revealed a door.

Yao Zu gestured towards the blood **** to invite in, and the whole person was already sitting on the futon.

Ye Chen glanced at the Blood God, it was an extremely reassuring look, and said: "Don\'t worry, senior, Ye Chen will always be here waiting for you."

The Blood God gave a soft hum, but still felt a little weird in his heart. Is this Yao Ancestor planning to refine himself as a pill?

A series of blue flames slowly burned under this huge medicine cauldron, revealing an enchanting and secluded luster.

Yao Ancestor didn\'t speak, just lowered his eyes and looked at the blood **** with a serious face.

Although standing aside, Ye Chen\'s eyes looking at the blood **** were already full of worry, and the temperature between the medicine cauldrons, I wonder if he can adapt.

Ye Chen thought about it, there was a ray of blood in his eyes, and he was observing the state of the blood **** sitting cross-legged directly through the endless iron wall of the medicine cauldron.

As the temperature of the medicine cauldron gradually increased, the blood god\'s forehead was already sweating.

Blindly medicinal materials were thrown in from above by the ancestor of medicine, directly pressing on the legs of the blood god.

The medicinal material seemed to have reached the ignition point, and at this time it turned into a cyan light, shrouded in the body of the blood god.

Yao Ancestor didn\'t let the slightest slackness. In the palm of his hand, a bright white flame merged into the flame under the medicine cauldron.

The temperature is higher, and the sweat on the blood **** almost wets his entire clothes.

The blood source qi in his body was all solidified in the skin of his body at this time. The original white skin and flesh was quietly turning crimson at this time, which was quite fierce.

Although Ye Chen was full of doubts, he didn\'t want to question Yaozu. In his opinion, Yaozu must have his own rules for treating diseases. If he rashly interrupted him, he would appear extremely distrustful.

Although Yaozu didn’t hear Ye Chen’s question, he also deliberately mentioned Ye Chen, saying: “Ruzu used thunder to destroy Daoyuan and forcibly cut off the entire broken arm from the body. This is just gang. I want it now. To help the blood **** recover, you must use softness."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "Both hard and soft?"

"Russ can be taught," Yao Zu nodded happily, "If I forcibly cut the veins and veins, it must be absolutely necessary. But this will affect the blood spirit of the blood god, so I can only use a more stupid one. Method. Use Chi Sun\'s herbs to dissolve his frozen and dusty blood, so that he can release all the origins and better protect his body."

Ye Chen nodded, but he didn\'t expect Yaozu to be willing to explain to himself.

"Next, when the medicine is dissipated, all the meridians where he broke his arm will be cut off, that is, he will make another heart-piercing roar."

Ye Chen nodded, it was very simple to cut off, the strength was strong enough, and one move was enough. But if you want to reshape, the organization corresponding to each meridian can\'t have any deviation.

This is not only a test of the endurance of the blood god, but also a test of Yaozu\'s powerful medicinal ability.

"what!"

Ye Chen hadn\'t finished thinking about it, the blood **** had already screamed, and the whole medicine cauldron was shaken by the blood god.

Yaozu pursed the corners of his lips, and seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago. At this time, all the three spiritual plants in his hand have been taken out and put into the medicine cauldron one by one in order.

The blood god\'s entire muscles and veins made a crackling sound after the three spirit grasses entered.

The voice of the blood **** gradually weakened as these three medicinal materials merged.

Yaozu pinched slightly, a red silk thread appeared in his hand, and the end of the silk thread was tied with a needle as thin as a cow\'s hair.

Above the silk thread is the original magical power that haunts the ancestor of the medicine, and strands of white luster are continuously converging on the needle tip through the silk thread.

The needle has this shiny blessing like a small fish, constantly swimming on the edge of the blood god\'s broken arm, sometimes cut off and sometimes connected.

The blood god\'s face also became extremely pale, and every movement of Xiaozhen, as if Yaozu personally shot it, with the supreme coercion of Yaozu.

Ye Chen looked in his eyes and felt pain for the blood god. After all, this is not Huaxia, and there is no anesthetic.

Then the blood **** who bears everything is the most calm at this time.

From the moment the needle penetrated the edge of his broken arm, he could perceive the seemingly non-existent connection between his body and his left arm.

The more Little Needle wanders, the more frequent the connection between them.

After the entire broken arm, the small needle swam around, and then slowly flew back in front of Yaozu.

An excellent medicinal herb appeared in Yaozu\'s hand again, and he threw it directly into the medicine cauldron without distress.

Ye Chen saw the medicinal herb at this moment, and the moment it entered the medicine cauldron, it had already turned into a light spot, slowly blending into the place where the small needle passed.

Endless medicinal spirit gas burst in from the wound.

The wound on the broken arm emits a pure white light, the original sense that the blood **** was blocked, at this moment, under the infiltration of the medicine spirit, the contact is slowly restored.

Only with the strength comparable to Confucian ancestors can he repair the scars caused by the destructive power of the thunder to the current appearance.

The endless blood power in the blood god\'s body exploded, and its powerful recovery ability was slowly showing its effect at this time.

In the medicine cauldron, a series of blood veins are slowly condensing into the shape of an arm.

The blood god\'s face became dignified and pale, and the origin of Ruanzu Thunder Destruction was fighting against the spirit of Yaozu\'s medicine. He encouraged to manipulate the power of blood, but the origin of Thunder Destruction did not completely dissipate.

But like a centipede worm is dead but not stiff, the wound that is constantly impacting, wants to make a comeback.