Chapter 254 – Two Field Doctors (Part Three) (1/2)

Chapter 254 - Two Field Doctors (Part Three)

”Using the Sacred Light technique to stop the bleeding and mend the flesh, then using the Stainless Dust to pacify the spirit, is that enough? These two people still have clumps of true essence clogging their meridians. If they aren't cleared up, then after these two wake up, their cultivation might decrease by thirty percent. Some people think that if you just learn some methods, you could go treat illnesses and save lives, but that's truly inappropriate.”

Chen Changsheng moved the needles like the wind while he muttered to himself.

Zhexiu looked at him from up high and said, ”You could replace the words ‘some people’ for her.”

After Chen Changsheng completed his task, he stood up and explained very seriously, ”I'm not comparing myself to her at anything.”

Zhexiu seriously replied, ”I don't believe you.”

Chen Changsheng felt that his face was somewhat hot, so he said nothing more. He prepared to wake up those two cultivators so that he could direct them to the riverbank where they could meet up with others.

Just as he was about to do this, he saw something that had been drawn on the ground besides the fire. After careful examination, he realized it was a map, along with a simple set of words.

The words were written rather well.

He silently commented to himself.

”She wants them to go to the Mountainside Whispering Woods. It seems that there are a lot of people gathered there.”

Zhexiu asked, ”Do we need to go there?”

Chen Changsheng didn't even need to consider an answerbefore directly saying, ”No.”

Zhexiu asked, ”Why?”

I……still have things I need to do……there are still lots of people……waiting for me to treat them……fine.”

Chen Changsheng stood up and was quiet for a long time. He finally, somewhat embarrassingly, said ”I'm still not ready.”

The white ceremonial robes were especially eye-catching in the night. If it were spotted on an everyday street, it might have even frightened people. However, in the eyes of cultivators, these white robes were associated with the special message-delivering fireworks of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green and Holy Maiden Peak. They represented the hope to live and the end of suffering.

Over the course of her journey, there had already been two instances where the young lady's arrival had been greeted with cries of joy, accompanied with hot tears. So when she saw how calm the cultivator sitting next to the fire on the grass slope was, she was momentarily out of sorts. After a moment, she understood why the cultivator was so calm. It was because the cultivator was in the midst of meditating.

As she drew close, she realized that the cultivator's wounds had already been bound up. From the angle and wrapping of the wounds, this was not self-applied treatment. She was planning to take her leave when she suddenly thought of something and squatted back down. She unwrapped the bandages and examined the wound.

This cultivator's wounds were probably inflicted by a magical artifact from the Temple Seminary. All around the wound, she could still see the so-called stardust that was always left behind by the Temple Seminary's magical artifacts. However,the stardust within the wound had been cleaned out by the same person that had treated the cultivator, and the wound itself had been sewn together by some sort of thread.

The young lady could not help but think that the person who had treated this cultivator was incredibly bold. All the Daoist Canon and medical classics contained information on these sorts of methods, but it had been a long time since anyone had actually put them into practice.

There was most likely no problem with the external wounds, but what she was really worried about was the meridians. Injuries inflicted by magical artifacts and injuries inflicted by swords were two completely different things. The sword injured the body while the artifact injured the essence. The magical artifacts of a cultivator were not as extravagantly flashy as swords. They killed by damaging the internal organs, especially the meridians.

After this cultivator's external injuries had been healed, he had been in constant meditation. Perhaps by now, even his sea of consciousness would have problems.

Her finger rested upon the cultivator's vein as she slowly inserted a drop of extremely pure true essence.

The sensation of the true essence entering the cultivator caused him to wake up from his meditation. Seeing this young lady so close to his face, he was so shocked that he subconsciously prepared to attack.

The cruel rules of the Garden of Zhou that had been set down by the Saints were truly made to sharpen the will of the human cultivators, thus improving their battle prowess.

That young lady cared not for those things and said, ”Don't move, don't speak, close your eyes.”

That cultivator did not know her, or at the very least, he did not know the current her. Yet, when he heard the voice that was akin to a clear spring, he felt that it was a voice that he could absolutely trust. He subconsciously relaxed and closed his eyes once more.

After a while, the young lady stood up.

She did not continue to stay and strode off into the night.

The light of the fire caused her shadow to stretch out.

That cultivator woke up once more. He looked at her back, and his expression somewhat perplexed.