Chapter 697 (1/2)

”How's it going, doctor?” Lu Chuan asked.

”This...”

Bian que looked at Lu Chuan's hopeful eyes, which clearly wanted him to say something, which put him in a dilemma.

He Bian que is a doctor with medical ethics. How can he tell lies and make up diseases to deceive people? There are immortals who are basically immune to all diseases and will be injured at most.

Don't make it up

Flat magpie raised his head and looked around at dozens of tall picket officers in armor.

”Zhenjun!”

Bian que said after pondering, ”you are sick!”

”Oh, what disease?”

Lu Chuan is suspicious and stares at Bian que. Bian que, aren't you changing your way to scold Ben Zhenjun to express your dissatisfaction?

Bian que thought and said, ”Zhenjun has been seriously injured all over his body before, hasn't he?”

”Miracle doctor!”

Lu Chuan patted his thigh and smiled at the crowd: ”yes, in those days, each was his own master. Ben Zhenjun fought alone with seven masters, such as Erlang God and Nezha's third prince. After a bloody battle, he was badly hurt and almost died.”

That time, he and the mount team rushed to zhouying to snatch the grass man of dingguangxian, but he was surrounded and beaten by Yang Jian seven times and almost took his life in.

But

Later, he was the leader of Tongtian cult to help heal his wounds, Xuanyuan Holy Blood quenched his body, and Lei Jielian's body. He had been reborn without any problems for a long time.

It seems that I'm really pushing the miracle doctor.

Bian que breathed a sigh of relief and said, ”I'll prescribe a prescription for Zhenjun to recuperate for a few days and see what happens.”

Lu Chuan nodded and watched Bian que write a prescription.

”Where is the famous doctor of Bian que?”

Suddenly, a man broke in outside the gate of the picket and shouted straight in.

Lu Chuan and the spirit officials turned their heads one after another. They saw a little god wearing heaven clothes. He went straight to the people and said to Bian que, ”my master Wuqu Xingjun was seriously injured. The pain is unbearable. He urgently needs a prescription from a miracle doctor.”

”Oh?” Bian que was also surprised.

There are priorities. Obviously, listening to this tone, the injury of Wuqu Xingjun is really much more serious than that of Lu Zhenjun who didn't get sick.

”Which servant is so unruly that he can't salute anyone?”

Lu Chuan said coldly, ”don't you see that the miracle doctor is still prescribing a prescription for Ben Zhenjun? He wants to treat it. Yes, wait.”

”You...”

When the servant saw Lu Chuan, he quickly bent down and hugged his fist: ”the little God has seen the Xuantan...”

Lu Chuan used to be in charge of the Ministry of finance. As the head of the Ministry, he was ranked as a priest. Although he has been demoted, he still needs them to look up to.

”Wrong, now it's Yousheng Zhenjun.” Luchuan road.

The servant hurriedly said, ”little God has seen Yousheng Zhenjun and all spiritual officials.”

Lu Chuan nodded. Bian que had no choice but to quickly write a prescription for Lu Zhenjun and a prescription for nangongshi.

Finally, Lu Chuan didn't stop him. He looked at Bian que leaving and his eyes flashed.

As soon as he entered the gate of the picket, nangongshi deliberately pretended to sleep and disgusted him. Why, he was not allowed to return it?

Now he is the head of the picket.

Nangong Shi is just a third grade star king, and he will be his subordinate in the future.

Next, look at Nangong Shi's reaction. If he can bear it, he'll give a warning first. If he's honest in the future, he'll be fine. If he's not honest

Lu Chuan turned and returned to the main hall of the picket department.

At this time, there were nearly 200 people standing in such a big hall, dressed in armor, neatly arranged and powerful.

The five hundred spirit officers are divided into two shifts and rotate with each other.

”Ladies and gentlemen, Ben Zhenjun is a newcomer today. Let's introduce ourselves first.”

Lu Chuan stood with a negative hand: ”you must already know who I am. That's right. I'll be in charge of the picket department in the future...”

He had learned from the heavenly soldier that most of these spiritual officers had not become immortals. It was very difficult to practice. Not all the people who could go to heaven had become immortals.

In fact, most people in the world of heaven have not become immortals. Only some high-level figures are real immortals, Shangxian, Dalai, and ancestral level leaders.

For example, some low-level heavenly soldiers and generals are mortal practitioners. They come to heaven because the resources and environment provided by the heaven are better than those in the world.

A real immortal can be very open in Tianting. Even if he can't be a marshal, he is also a Xingjun. The immortal is better than the cow in Tianting. Da Luoxian is respected by everyone. The emperor and the emperor will give three thin noodles when they see him.

According to Lu Chuan's knowledge over the years, there are several great Luo Jinxian in Tianting, such as barefoot immortal, Jinding immortal, Fuyuan immortal and so on.

Nangong is suitable to change from martial arts to Shinto. He has practiced from the beginning. With the help of incense, he is still nothing but the magic power of the Taoist realm. He doesn't know whether to blush or not

Because he found that the quality of these picket spiritual officers was very high, and almost everyone had no less than Nangong Shi's Taoist cultivation.

The harmony realm should be placed in the human world. Basically, it can open a mountain gate and establish a sect, which is called Zong as the ancestor.

After the two sides met, Lu Chuan dissolved the team.

At this time, his new tables and chairs had been sent to him by the two heavenly soldiers guarding the door.

”How long have you two... Been in heaven?” Lu Chuan asked, looking at the busy two.

Zhang Jian said with a smile, ”it's been half a month.”

Wang Shan said, ”three days!”