"May I have your name?"

The direct question made the waxy man frown slightly, but after looking at the scenes around him, he still suppressed his dissatisfaction.

"My name is Sui Polygonatum. I don't know who you are? What's the matter?"

With a smile, he looked at the man who had just made a big splash.

Without Changsangjun's identity, he is just an ordinary medical expert.

In front of Zhao Wuyou, even the elders of the doctor guild today will feel great pressure, not to mention that he is an ordinary doctor with limited cultivation.

"I'm looking for someone to teach you the person who locks God with the seven-needle..."

Zhao Wuyou's eyes flashed, and suddenly, Polygonatum felt as if it was spinning in front of him.

When he returned to normal, the hall in front of him was still noisy, as if the person he had just asked had never appeared before, everything was his illusion.

But the blurry picture left in his mind told him that someone had come to him before and asked him what he had.

...

Zhao Wuyou's approach surprised Xiao Mu, but what made her even more difficult for her to understand was another thing.

"Prince, how do you know that the seven-needle-locking god is not the medical skill in the Thirteen-needle of the Ghost Gate?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhao Wuyou couldn't help laughing.

"Why, you have read the collection of books in the palace and forgot to go to my room and Hong Yi's room to see it? All the classics of Taishang Dao are included, of course, including the Taoist medical and mysterious method... Thirteen needles of the Ghost Sect!"

When Xiao Mu heard this, he was speechless.

"Your Majesty, you took Hong Yi out, and there was no word left in the mansion. Who knows what is in your study? No one goes inside except for daily cleaning, okay..."

Knowing that it was impossible for someone else to clean it, Zhao Wuyou couldn't help laughing.

"Then have you been in Baoshan hundreds of times and returned empty-handed?"

Knowing that his prince was teasing him, Xiao Mu rolled his eyes in anger.

It was not until this time that Zhao Wuyou felt that this little girl had a bit of a young man.

"But... since it's not the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, why do you have to use its name..."

Xiao Mu's eyebrows move and he will soon feel happy.

"Because you are famous, otherwise you would believe that a needle method you can get by telling you that it has this effect? ​​What's wrong with finding a name from the old pile of paper and installing it?"

Zhao Wuyou and Xiao Mu walked through the heavy courtyards. They seemed to be small in the doctor's guild, but actually occupied a deep area.

While slowly explaining the scene I saw before.

"Break eggs through a backdoor, especially for things that are not deceptive in their original intention, they are simply harmless small actions."

"Even if it is exposed in the future, it can be faked to better promote this technology, right?"

While they were walking, they had already arrived at a small thatched cottage, which was vaguely out of place with the surrounding buildings.

It was like a secluded garden was opened up on a bustling street.

Countless strange plants and trees grew around the fence that protected the thatched cottage, setting off the place in the doctor's guild like a fairyland on earth and a peach land outside the world.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuyou had already had an idea in his heart that the King of Hell might not be the one who was the King of Hell's Ghost Path, but his appearance also means that the King of Hell's Ghost Path has indeed penetrated into the Doctor Guild!

It will even be deeper and more hidden than the world imagines!

"It turns out that the host will not come out to greet him?"

Looking at this quiet courtyard, Zhao Wuyou spoke loudly, and actually passed the words into the thatched cottage that showed the vague smoke from cooking through the crop that planted the sound.

The figure who was grinding medicine with a pestle suddenly stopped hearing the movement, and then continued to work in his hands as if he had heard nothing.

Zhao Wuyou outside the thatched cottage did not mean to let the person inside respond. When he arrived here, he had already noticed who the person in the thatched cottage was.

Pushing open the fence door that seemed to be able to move vines, I stepped into this place full of various medicinal energy.

Even a martial saint like Xiao Mu, who had pure qi and blood, couldn't help but burst out from his body when he stepped into it.

The mixed medicine may be more terrifying than any poison. Even if she is proficient in medicine, she may not be able to solve such a strange poison. Only existence like Zhao Wuyou can almost ignore such things.

After the two of them crossed the courtyard and arrived at the thatched cottage, a man in yellow clothes kept doing his work, as if he had no concern about the intrusion of outsiders.

Watching the man crush the medicinal materials, then mix them in various ratios, and then mix them with different effects, making it difficult for one prescription to understand the effects of the medicine.

Xiao Mu knew that the person in front of him was definitely an extraordinary existence in the path of medicine!

"Poppy!"

"Why are you from Miaojiang? You are not in Miaojiang? Why are you doing in Daqianyu Capital?"

"Or you have discovered the traces of the King of Hell's ghost path?"

Zhao Wuyou looked at the person in front of him and suddenly smiled, as if he had seen an old friend.

After three years of travel, since he has traveled through the vast world, he will naturally not let go of the Golden Light Nine Realms. He also traveled in Miaojiang for three months and met many rare people.

He even introduced someone to the man in front of him who is known as the "God of Medicine".

It also gave a friend who was injured to heal.

The Medicine God who wandered in the Central Plains and Miao and Xinjiang, never gave up the treatment of the patient because of his identity, but never came out to see the doctor, looked up at the man who made him look big, and then lowered his head again.

‘Puff!’

Xiao Mu couldn't help laughing, and Zhao Wuyou rolled his eyes angrily.

"Even this little guy dares to joke with me. It seems that you still have the same personality as Ji Yingpo!"

"But you actually came to Yujing City and even created a nickname for the King of Hell to leave his life. It's really a laughing moment. Are you afraid that the King of Hell will not guess your identity, so will you attack you?"

He frowned and stared at the medicine liquid that was finally cooked in his hand for a while, then poured the medicine liquid directly into a gourd.

The man, known as Poppy, turned around.

"If you have something to say, I don't know you that well."

It is rare to see his prince being so mercilessly called back, Xiao Mu also smiled very happily, but Zhao Wuyou didn't care.

Instead, he looked at the seldom, revealing an inexplicable look.

"If you can come to Yujing, that means he has improved? Then...you can't help fishing with yourself?"

"Others don't know what the seven-needle God Locking is, but the King of Hell is clear about the path of ghosts, plus the prescription you gave."

"You just want to get out the ghostly path of the King of Hell?"
Chapter completed!