Chapter 430: Treating Dao Wounds

By comparison, the Red Flower Military Camp appeared very simple, even crude.

The rejection horses were ordinary, the camp gate was a huge wooden frame, the height of the watchtower was less than half of the White Jade Military Camp, and even the fluttering army flag had faded, the edges of the stitches were blurred, and it seemed like it could fall at any time.

However, although the military camp was dilapidated, the soldiers guarding every important place were each performing their duties and were full of energy.

Ning Zhuo walked straight toward the Red Flower Military Camp.

Because the Iron Crutch Imperial Physician Zhang Zhongyi was the one who joined this Red Flower Camp, which had the worst treatment and the weakest cultivation of the general.

"Stop! This is a military restricted area, one more step, and you will be beheaded!" The cultivator guarding the camp gate shouted and stopped Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo hurriedly stopped in place, with a smile on his face, indicating his intention.

The guard cultivator listened and was very impatient: "Hmph, another one looking for Imperial Physician Master Zhang. Even if Master hides in the military camp, he can't have peace."

Ning Zhuo smiled, secretly mobilizing his means.

Divine Ability—Life Hanging by a Thread!

Magic Treasure—My Buddha Heart Demon Seal!

Combined with his words: "This little brother, I have no choice, the person closest to me in the world is suffering from illness, which is more painful than being sick myself, simply heartbroken and anxious, so I don't care about anything and came to seek the mercy of Imperial Physician Master Zhang."

The guard cultivator's sympathy was magnified to the extreme, feeling the same, and his expression softened: "Go in, go in, sigh, also a bitter person. Really can't do anything about you!"

Ning Zhuo hurriedly thanked him, and before entering the camp gate, he secretly took a handful of spirit stones and stuffed them into the guard cultivator's hand: "A little bit of heart, you little brothers are working hard to guard the gate, please drink tea."

Which knew that the guard cultivator seemed to have been scalded by his hand, his expression changed, and he scolded: "What are you doing? What are you doing! Don't even think about bribing us."

"We let you in, it's definitely not because we covet your little heart, and it's not because we see you are pitiful. It's because General Mu is kind and benevolent, and has long ordered to open a convenient door for you people seeking medical treatment."

"You guys go in quickly, and leave immediately after the medical treatment!"

Ning Zhuo used Life Hanging by a Thread, with the help of My Buddha Heart Demon Seal, and actually felt that this person's true feelings were real, and there was no false component in what he said, which made him secretly surprised.

"I am a vulgar person, a vulgar person! I looked down on you little brothers, offended, offended." Ning Zhuo hurriedly apologized.

Several cultivators guarding the gate were relatively young, with anger on their faces, feeling that they had all been insulted by Ning Zhuo.

Life Hanging by a Thread!

My Buddha Heart Demon Seal!

Their expressions softened rapidly, and they waved at Ning Zhuo impatiently: "Go, go, go!"

Ning Zhuo nodded in thanks and walked quickly into the military camp.

Before leaving, he withdrew all the Life Hanging by a Thread.

After experiencing the affairs of Linghu Jiu and the Cave Master of the Demon Heart, he was more cautious and decided not to use Life Hanging by a Thread at will in the future.

After all, this is a military camp, the expedition army of the Two-Injection Kingdom to the Thousand Peaks Forest, who knows how many capable people and strangers there are, what if Life Hanging by a Thread is discovered, and then traced back to him, wouldn't that be terrible?

Ning Zhuo entered the military camp and found that although it was dilapidated, it was heavily guarded, with patrols, sentries, training, etc., all in order.

"It seems that this female General Mu Lan, although only at the Golden Core cultivation level, is from a military family, governs the army strictly, and has won the hearts of the army." Sun Lingtong felt this and sighed to Ning Zhuo in the Ten Thousand Mile Swimming Dragon.

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly.

A cultivator walked toward him in front: "Are you here to seek medical treatment from Master Zhang?"

After getting Ning Zhuo's answer, the cultivator said: "Then follow me. The military camp is a restricted area, not a place where you outsiders can step at will. But General Mu considered the suffering of you patients, and also felt that Master Zhang took the initiative to defect, so he shouldn't let Master Zhang's medical reputation be damaged, so he gave you this opportunity."

Ning Zhuo hurriedly thanked General Mu Lan, and the cultivator's face softened immediately, his eyes containing the meaning of "you kid are very sensible."

Lifting the curtain of the camp tent, Ning Zhuo stepped in and finally saw the Iron Crutch Imperial Physician Zhang Zhongyi.

His appearance looked about fifty, tall and thin, with a high nose bridge, sunken eye sockets, and a firm chin line, every inch of his skin seemed to be carved by time like iron and steel.

His eyebrows and temples were slightly white, revealing a vicissitudes of life that had experienced wind and frost.

The most conspicuous was his heavy iron crutch.

According to the intelligence, he was once an imperial physician, and because of his brilliant medical skills, he was highly valued and trusted by the monarch of the Two-Injection Kingdom.

One day, the prince was seriously ill and wanted Zhang Zhongyi to treat him.

Zhang Zhongyi was unwilling, saying that this son of the monarch usually relied on the monarch's favor, was arrogant and domineering, bullied others, and damaged the monarch's reputation. Now that this son was suffering from illness, it was heaven's punishment, and people could not interfere.

The monarch was furious and forced Zhang Zhongyi to treat him.

Zhang Zhongyi was also furious, roaring in the royal palace, and was ordered to be beaten by the monarch in his anger.

Zhang Zhongyi didn't say a word, preferring to be beaten to death rather than compromise.

It was also his fate not to die; at that time, General Mu had just returned to the capital after a victory, saw Zhang Zhongyi being beaten in front of the palace, and after asking about the reason, he pleaded for Zhang Zhongyi when he met the monarch to report his mission.

Zhang Zhongyi was spared death, but even so, he was seriously injured, and even with his medical skills, he was left with a disability and could only walk with a crutch.

Even more seriously, he was originally at the Nascent Soul cultivation level, so he fell to the Golden Core stage and would never be able to make any progress in his life.

Zhang Zhongyi sat on a stool at this time, looked up at Ning Zhuo, and a flash of essence passed through his eyes: "Although you kid has injuries, you will be able to recover on your own after resting for a period of time, what kind of illness are you looking at?"

Ning Zhuo bowed: "Imperial Physician Master, your eyes are like torches, the patient is not me, but my brother."

Saying that, Ning Zhuo patted the mechanical swimming dragon on his waist.

Sun Lingtong jumped out of the Ten Thousand Mile Swimming Dragon and bowed to Zhang Zhongyi.

As soon as he raised his hand, Zhang Zhongyi saw the stone skin on his hands.

After so long, Sun Lingtong's hands had been completely covered by stone skin, before it was just the edge of the palm, now even the palm had been changed and became stone material.

Zhang Zhongyi couldn't help but change his expression: "This is a Dao wound."

Ning Zhuo's pupils shrank, and his heart jumped: "Dao wound?"

Because, his mother's injury was also a Dao wound.

Zhang Zhongyi had a solemn face, nodded lightly, and took out a bottle of ointment: "Don't say anything first, take this and apply it."

Ning Zhuo was about to take it, but Zhang Zhongyi refused and looked at Sun Lingtong: "You apply it yourself, during the period of illness, don't get too close to others or things, this Dao wound is easy to spread."

Sun Lingtong then mobilized his magic power, mobilized his spiritual sense, controlled the medicine bottle to float in mid-air, dug out the ointment from it, and applied it evenly on his hands.

Foundation Establishment cultivators can already use spiritual sense to control objects, and Sun Lingtong's main cultivation technique is specialized in the spiritual sea.

Therefore, completing this action was easy.

After the ointment was applied, he felt a cool sensation, which quickly penetrated inward from the surface of his palms.

This cool sensation was very strong, and the state of erosion and petrification was completely contained in an instant.

Sun Lingtong showed joy and looked at Ning Zhuo: "Very effective!"

Ning Zhuo also showed joy: "That's great."

Zhang Zhongyi shook his head: "This treats the symptoms but not the root cause. To really cure it, we must start from the root cause to solve the Dao wound."

Ning Zhuo had already accumulated strong curiosity in his heart and opened his mouth to ask: "May I ask Imperial Physician Master, what exactly is a Dao wound? How can it be cured?"

He had searched for books and classics about this question, and had asked many sages and great powers in the Linglong Reflection Wall. This time, he asked Zhang Zhongyi again, mainly to hear the insights of this medical expert.

As a result, Zhang Zhongyi's answer was almost the same as before: "Dao wound, as the name suggests, is an injury caused by Dao and reason."

"A person lifts a heavy object, cannot support it, and is injured, is injured by the reason of weight."

"A person covers fire with his hand and is burned, is injured by the reason of fire."

"The hands of this little doll are eroded by a certain reason of the earth element. To cure it, you must understand the details and use corresponding means to absorb or resolve the reason."

"Therefore, you must first find the answer, otherwise the old man cannot treat it."

After a pause, Zhang Zhongyi added: "You find the correct answer, then come to find me. This disease is indeed quite troublesome, first, you must ensure the answer is correct. If the root is wrong, no matter how good my medical skills are, it is difficult to see results, and it is even possible to make things worse."

"Second, if you find the correct answer, you must find a capable person of the earth element, who is only at the master level in the earth element realm, and knows the essential reason of the earth element, to be able to prescribe the right medicine for the disease and create targeted techniques."

"Third, you have also seen that the old man has joined the army and serves as a military doctor in the Red Flower Camp. I don't know when a military order will come from above, and we will have to set off for the front line. And when we reach the front line, the military camp will not be allowed to enter and exit freely like now."

"So, you must be fast!"

Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo and cast a questioning look.

Ning Zhuo immediately understood what Sun Lingtong was asking him.

The strategy of the two before was correct, although they took excessive risks halfway, they had already explored the answer—Stone Casting Earth Treasure.

But this matter is actually very important.

Why?

Because it involves the existence of Old Monster Shi Zhong at the Nascent Soul level.

From the perspective of the crusade army, Old Monster Shi Zhong is also an enemy they must attach importance to, and indeed attach great importance to.

But as of now, neither the Two-Injection Kingdom army nor the Thousand Peaks Forest side knows anything about this.

Neither Sun nor Ning wants to expose this secret.

Although Sun Lingtong is injured, he is holding his breath. He fell in the stone ball, and he really wants to climb up from where he fell.

Ning Zhuo's appeal is even more simple. The stone ball at the bottom of the cave is the body of Old Monster Shi Zhong who failed to transform into a god, and it is also the entire family wealth of this ten-thousand-year-old earth essence. This is a considerable amount of wealth!

As long as he can solve the Dao wound, the current predicament of lack of funds will be completely resolved. For a long time to come, there will be no such hidden dangers.

Moreover, Ning Zhuo also vaguely felt: the fact that Old Monster Shi Zhong died seems to be very useful.

Sun Lingtong didn't speak, he wanted Ning Zhuo to make the decision.

Ning Zhuo had already thought it through in a few breaths and bowed to Zhang Zhongyi: "Imperial Physician Master, may I ask what the consultation fee is this time?"

Zhang Zhongyi laughed: "This is not easy to calculate, it depends on what kind of reason your little doll has. Only by prescribing the right medicine can we determine what medicinal materials are needed."

"And hiring a cultivator at the master level of the earth element often costs a lot."

"In short, preparing more consultation fees is never wrong."

Ning Zhuo thought for a moment: "If we can directly invite a master of the earth element, can we directly solve this Dao wound?"

Zhang Zhongyi looked at Ning Zhuo in surprise. Although his cultivation had fallen, he was also a Golden Core cultivator. The two people in front of him looked young, and he didn't know their true age, they were only at the Foundation Establishment cultivation level. Hearing this, it seemed that the two could invite a character at the master level of the earth element.

This is not easy.

Any character who reaches the master level can establish a sect.

Zhang Zhongyi shook his head: "Even if you invite an earth element master, you must follow my diagnosis method to design magic techniques."

Thinking that the other party might have an unusual identity, he added an explanation: "Dao wounds are in the human body, many magic techniques can be aimed at Dao wounds, but they will also hurt the human body."

"As far as I can see now, the little doll doesn't have much trace of body refining. If the Dao wound is forcibly lifted, I'm afraid the small body will be difficult to bear."

Ning Zhuo nodded, indicating he understood.

He continued to ask: "Junior is worried that after inviting a master of the earth element, Master Zhang will follow the military camp to the front line. I want to ask, if I find an earth element master and ask an ordinary doctor to assist, is the certainty of safely lifting the Dao wound great?"

Zhang Zhongyi stroked his beard and smiled proudly: "Even Nascent Soul-level doctors mostly don't have such certainty."

"My situation is special, the experience of being an imperial physician in the past has forged my vision and talent."

"At least, in the entire Two-Injection Kingdom, I don't think there is a second doctor who can treat this kind of patient."

Ning Zhuo understood and hurriedly praised Zhang Zhongyi: "In this way, it is really an honor for us to be able to get Master Zhang to take action!"

"Master, I have another Dao wound here, please take a look."

Ning Zhuo hesitated for a while in his heart, and finally took out the Buddha Doctor·Meng Yaoyin.

"Golden Core-level mechanical doll?" Zhang Zhongyi saw the Buddha Doctor·Meng Yaoyin, his eyelids jumped slightly, and he looked at Ning Zhuo again.

He didn't change his expression, checked carefully, and found the purple light marks on the spirituality.

He finally couldn't cover it up and was very moved.

"This is a machine with spirituality!"

"What deep spirituality, suffering such a Dao wound, actually able to resist, and can support for a longer time."

"Little friend, is this a protective object given to you by your elders?"

Ning Zhuo nodded, couldn't help but swallow, and stared at Zhang Zhongyi tightly: "I don't know Master Zhang, can such a Dao wound be cured?"

Zhang Zhongyi first frowned deeply, then slowly shook his head: "Too heavy, its Dao wound is too heavy, please forgive the old man for being powerless."

"Ah?" Ning Zhuo's face turned slightly pale.

Zhang Zhongyi explained: "This Dao trace is related to the Night Rain Dynasty. The Night Rain Dynasty has two major external paths, one is the Ghost Path, and the other is the Grotesque Path."

"It is precisely because of the Ghost Path that the underworld is prosperous and there are countless ghosts. After people die, there is still a big place to go."

"The Grotesque Path is the most absurd and bizarre, extremely difficult to understand."

"Unfortunately, this Dao wound comes from the Grotesque Path."

"This is not something I can solve. Even if I find a master of the Grotesque Path, I cannot cooperate with him. Because I cannot use normal thinking to understand the reason in it."

Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, was silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "So that's it."

Zhang Zhongyi showed a smile: "Where does little friend Ning come from?"

Ning Zhuo then said: "Junior comes from the Ning family of Fire Persimmon Immortal City. In the past, my clan moved south from the North Wind Kingdom, suffered a backstab from the Six-Cave Sect, the latter went back on their word, and almost put my entire clan to death."

"This time, I am walking outside, traveling in all directions, and seeing the army crusade against the Thousand Peaks Forest. I happened to meet the opportunity, and I really want to participate and contribute to the crusade cause."

"However, at present, my friend is suffering from a strange injury, which is urgent. I must cure him before considering other things."

Zhang Zhongyi heard this, and his eyes lit up slightly: "So that's it."

"If little friend invites an earth element master, you might as well come directly to me. As for the consultation fee, I have a good proposal."

"Why don't you join the army, join the Red Flower Camp, and replace the consultation fee with military merit. Not only can you heal your friend faster, but you can also vent your anger for your family."

"Now is the best time for revenge."

"Under the iron hooves of our country's army, the Six-Cave Sect, although a local snake, will definitely be crushed."

Ning Zhuo smiled slightly, shook his head in his heart, and showed a thoughtful look on the surface: "Master Zhang, junior is worried about his friend, and has no power to consider the further future. This, please allow junior to find a master, and then consider it carefully."

Zhang Zhongyi stroked his beard: "Also, also."

The conversation ended, he first gave Ning Zhuo a token, and then called the boy to let the latter politely send the two of Sun and Ning out of the tent.

Although it was a matter of life and death, Sun Lingtong didn't say a word, and cooperated tacitly with Ning Zhuo, watching him deal with it.

Before leaving the tent, he drilled into the mechanical swimming dragon again.

After completely leaving the Red Flower Military Camp, Sun Lingtong contacted Ning Zhuo and asked about his plan.

Ning Zhuo then said: "To solve your injury, Boss, we must borrow Master Zhang's power."

"But the Red Flower Military Camp is not a good place."

"Following Master Zhang's path, we are too passive. We need to turn passive into active."

Sun Lingtong asked: "How to turn passive into active?"

Ning Zhuo smiled slightly: "Still have to join the army!"