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The Taoists in Qi Yunshan all understand medical skills.

Zhang Wankun suffered abdominal pain due to eating peaches, and Qiyunshan could not escape it.

It is reasonable that the head of the sect personally hangs silk to diagnose the pulse.

Zhang Wankun lay on the bed in the wing room, sitting next to him with the head of the sect, tying a thin thread to Zhang Wankun's wrist.

Li Zhishui, who was standing next to him, saw Zhang Wankun's face full of pain and was anxious.

Outside the wing room, there were people waiting for a road, and they could obey the orders at any time.

The head of the sect looked puzzled at first, then felt relieved, and finally laughed out loud.

"Master, how is she doing?" Li Zhishui asked hurriedly.

"Don't be anxious. Don't worry, don't be able to eat the fairy peach by mistake. I'm afraid you're going to enter the country." The head of the sect said slowly.

"Enter the country? What country is entering?"

"Ancient Martial Arts." The leader spitted out two words.

"Ah?" Li Zhishui leaned back in shock.

Everything in the world has spiritual energy. Once the breath condenses into points in the Dantian, it will slowly cling to form a ball.

Zhang Wankun accidentally ate the fairy peach, causing his breath to be blocked, which is a blessing in disgrace.

There are many ways to enter the country. You can enter the country after sleeping and falling. There are almost no people like Li Zhishui who enter the country early but implant insects in their bodies to swallow spiritual energy. Of course, most people will never enter the ancient martial arts in their entire lives.

Hearing that Zhang Wankun might enter the country, Li Zhishui was very hesitant. He knew that Zhang Wankun's personality was that once he became the same person as him, he would face endless disputes. Zhang Wankun was kind-hearted. If he met someone with bad intentions, he would inevitably be killed and end up being refined.

"Is there a way to stop it?" Li Zhishui asked suddenly.

The head looked at Li Zhishui incredibly, not knowing where to start this question.

In ancient martial arts practice, who would not think that there would not be many people among millions of people entering the country. Even if they enter the country, how many people can break through the country after practicing for many years?

Just talking about Qiyun Mountain now, it is not an ancient martial artist who everyone enters the country.

This great blessing fell on Zhang Wankun, which may have been a blessing that he had cultivated for several lifetimes, but Li Zhishui actually said he wanted to stop it.

Perhaps because Zhang Wankun is an ordinary person, the head of the sect could immediately think of Li Zhishui's worries.

"Since that's the case, let her decide for herself." The head of the sect got up and went out in a depressed mood. "Give her some herbal medicine later, and the abdominal pain will be cured."

The Taoist who was waiting outside saw the head of the sect come out and went up to ask.

Shui Jie took the lead and asked: "Senior Brother, what is the disease of Mr. Zhang?"

The head squinted his eyes and laughed, but did not answer the question of the water disaster. Instead, he ordered people to pick all the peaches on the top of the immortal peak and hand them over to those Taoist disciples who had not entered the country for food.

Everyone was puzzled that the junior brother named Tuxing was the youngest and had the fastest mind. Everyone was puzzled by the way of the leader, so he saw some tricks.

Then he stepped forward and said, "What the head of the sect means is, does the fairy peach have the effect of helping enter the country?"

The head of the sect stroked his long beard and replied meaningfully: "It's still the fifth junior brother who knows my thoughts, but it's a pity that the female donor in the wing room..."

"What do you mean by the head?" Shui Jie asked suddenly.

"Oh, it's better not to mention it." The head of the sect quickly left and took a few people to boil medicine.

Without the instruction from the head, everyone did not dare to step into the wing room, so they had to continue waiting for Li Zhishui to come out and ask for it clearly.

Zhang Wankun leaned against the head of the bed, his forehead was messy.

Li Zhishui pushed her back and said with concern: "Is it better?"

Zhang Wankun had a bitter face: "It's much better, but it still hurts a little."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Li Zhishui whispered.

Once upon a time, a sentence with just a few words had a great influence on Zhang Wankun.

Although she is a young lady, she does not have the spoiledness of a young lady.

Zhang Wankun’s positioning was very accurate. His mother suddenly disappeared and took on the burden of the Zhang family alone.

Compared with Li Zhishui's Li family courtyard, who can know Zhang Wankun's difficulties?

"There is something that you have to tell you, and you have to make your own decision." Li Zhishui thought about it and decided to hand over the choice to Zhang Wankun.

"Tell me."

"Because you accidentally eat the fairy peach, you may enter the ancient martial arts world, that is to say, you will gradually become an ancient martial artist,..." Li Zhishui did not talk much, and simply told Zhang Wankun about the pros and cons of his thoughts about ancient martial arts.

Zhang Wankun's eyes first flashed with light, then dimmed, and slowly said, "No, I don't want to be such a person. I just want to be an ordinary person. It's enough to have your protection."

"You really think so?"

Zhang Wankun thought for a while and then focused on the key points.

"You have to think clearly that the Taoist Xiaoban of Qiyunshan can't enter the country, but he wants to enter. This opportunity is not something that everyone has."

Zhang Wankun smiled bitterly and said, "Think clearly, my mother has done too many wrong things to your mother. I won't ask your mother to forgive me in this life. I just want to start the company safely and wait for you to find your mother and hand it over to her."

"This is not your fault, why do you do this?" Li Zhishui asked by holding Zhang Wankun's hand.

"No reason, just thinking."

...

The head of the army brought the prepared medicine, put it into Li Zhishui's hands, and then left the room.

Li Zhishui picked up the decoction and served Zhang Wankun to take it.

Not to mention, Taoist Qi Yunshan’s treatment methods are indeed superb. After drinking half a bowl of medicine, Zhang Wankun’s abdominal pain disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Wankun wanted to go out for a walk, but was stopped by Li Zhishui.

"It's just a little bit, let's take a little longer and we will continue to play in the mountains tomorrow." Li Zhishui advised.

Zhang Wankun, who had always liked to fuck Li Zhishui, nodded and lay down.

Li Zhishui walked out of the room and went outside.

Seeing Li Zhishui come out, a group of people gathered around.

I just heard the leader say that he gave the choice to Zhang Wankun, but they didn't know the result.

Shui Jie took the initiative to step forward and asked: "What does Mr. Zhang say about the ancient martial arts incident?"

"She doesn't want to." Li Zhishui replied with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who was eager to see them was depressed.

Qiyun Mountain has been no one to enter the country for a long time. If Zhang Wankun entered the ancient martial arts because of peaches, it would be considered that Qiyun Mountain's face would be shining.

Unfortunately, Zhang Wankun's decision disappointed these people.

"How could she do this?"

"No, you must not prevent your entry."

"Master, go in and persuade her."

Suddenly, everyone, including the Water and Earth Xing, came forward to persuade the leader, and they must not let Zhang Wankun go his own way and destroy the supreme blessings given by God.

"Forget it, Mr. Zhang has no desires or demands. I, Qi Yunshan, are determined to prove the great way, but I am not as thorough as a lay woman, which is really ashamed. Mr. Li, since you have decided, I can't say much, but Qi Yunshan has no precedent for this means to prevent entry." After the head's words, his original intention was to want Zhang Wankun to enter the country.

"It's okay. I've read the records in a predecessor's note and know a little about it. Leave this matter to me. You can go busy." Li Zhishui smiled and turned back to the wing room.

Everyone lived outside the house for a long time and did not disperse.

Zhang Wankun, who was tossing and turning on the wooden bed, saw Li Zhishui coming in and asked quickly: "What are you talking about outside?"

Li Zhishui smiled and said, "These old Taoists all want you to be a master, and they are fighting hard. Have you figured it out?"

"Think it clearly," Zhang Wankun said firmly, "I don't want to fight and kill all day long."

"real?"

"real."

"Okay, sit up straight."

Li Zhishui reminded him, secretly lifting his breath and pouring it into Zhang Wankun's body along his shoulder.

Zhang Wankun felt a warm current flowing into her lower abdomen. After a burst of heat, the breath that had not yet formed in her dantian disappeared.

"Okay, you get out of bed and have a walk to see if there is anything wrong?"

Zhang Wankun got out of bed wearing shoes, walked a few steps back and forth, and her body recovered as before.

"Okay, I'm really fine." Zhang Wankun said excitedly.

The two went out and thanked the head.

But there was no trace of joy on the head's face, but it was very heavy.

Not only him, but also several other Taoist people.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Zhishui asked.
To be continued...