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Chapter 327: A little head

"Do you know the Soul Heaven Gate very well?"

He is a Chinese medicine doctor, how could he be related to the Soul Heaven Gate?

Jiang Hao shook his head and said, "I only know that they are evil organizations."

Tang Wanyu narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him without saying anything. Seeing that she didn't believe it, Jiang Hao shrugged and said nothing, and immediately said to Tang An'an: "Where is the heart protection pill?"

"Brother Hao, they took the heart protection pill away." Tang Anan said helplessly.

"Then I'll refine two more tomorrow." Jiang Hao sighed. Now Zhou Zhongtang is preparing for the funeral for Master Wu Sheng.

"An An, let's go."

Tang Wanyu didn't want to stay, but Tang Anan didn't want to leave. Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Go back, I'll go find you tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother Hao is more careful." Tang Anan nodded before going back with Tang Wanyu overnight.

Soon a local policeman rushed over, and the team led the team had a good relationship with Zhou Zhongtang, so Jiang Hao naturally told the police truthfully.

He was busy until dawn. After the practice of Taoist Master Wu Sheng's body was done by the Taoist priests such as Yang Yiping last night, it was not until nine o'clock in the morning that he was put into a coffin and transported to the back mountain. He was buried beside him with the tombs of the masters of the Wuliang Taoist Temple for generations.

Lin Zhipeng's body was naturally handed over to the police for handling.

Since he was an orphan since he was a child, he had no father or mother, how to deal with the body in the end is a matter of the rest, and he didn't care about Jiang Hao's affairs at all.

But now, there is something that makes him a little headache, which is the pharmacy Scripture that Master Wu Sheng gave him. Jiang Hao smiled bitterly: "Does I really want to stay here as a Taoist priest?"

"Xiao Jiang, this is the inheritance entrusted by the Holy Old Man. If you can refine third-grade elixirs, you are already a third-grade alchemist. The Holy Old Man gives you the alchemy manual, and he also values ​​your ability to refine medicine." Zhou Zhongtang saw Jiang Hao sitting in the yard and walked over to him and said.

"This alchemy Scripture is indeed a heritage, but I don't need it at all." Jiang Hao spread his hands, looking helpless.

To put it bluntly, he really doesn't like this pharmacy book. What is recorded here is nothing more than the pharmacist alchemists of the Wuliang Taoist Temple and the inheritance of the pharmacist arts. The highest secret recipe for elixirs is only sixth grade.

But Jiang Hao inherited his ancestor Yuan Shi Medical Immortal and inherited the level of Medicine Immortal Alchemy, so he naturally looked down on this medicine refining scripture.

"Old Zhou, why don't you give it to you?" Jiang Hao threw it directly to Zhou Zhongtang.

"No, this is given to you by the Master Sheng. I am not an alchemist, so it's useless for you to give it to me." Zhou Zhongtang looked at Jiang Hao's disgusting look and made him smile bitterly.

Knowing that the thirteenth generation of Jiang's ancestor, the Medicine King, was a seventh-grade alchemist, naturally he looked down on these sixth-grade alchemist.

"I don't want to be a Taoist priest." Jiang Hao shook his head. He didn't want to inherit the inheritance of Taoist Master Wu Sheng.

Zhou Zhongtang was stunned, shook his head and smiled, and said, "The Holy Master gave this inheritance to others, and it is not a matter of letting you stay here for the Taoist priest. He just asked you to keep it temporarily."

"Then let's keep it for you. I think that little Taoist priest named Xiao Yang is good. He should be able to become the future heir of the Taoist temple. Mr. Zhou, please train him well. When his ability comes, you are passing on this alchemy scripture to him and continuing the inheritance of the Taoist temple." Jiang Hao came back with a sad look when he saw Yang Yiping and said to Zhou Zhongtang.

"Well, the other disciples of the Taoist temple left, and there were only two or three left. Xiao Yang was the child taken in by the Sheng Lao and was the last seedling of the Taoist temple. Teacher Sheng wanted to grab this alchemy scripture and it would be a problem to keep it for you. So let's stay with me." Zhou Zhongtang thought about it and agreed.

Jiang Hao nodded and said, "I will send you the heart-protecting pills and we will go back after practicing the medicine."

Zhou Zhongtang nodded before asking student Zhang Baolin to bring the medicinal materials for refining heart-protecting pills.

"Xiao Yang, come in with me, I will teach you the art of refining medicine."

This time Jiang Hao called Yang Yiping into the pharmacy because the Holy Old before only taught Lin Zhipeng and never taught Yang Yiping to refine medicine.

"It's Master Jiang."

Yang Yiping was twenty years old and knew that his master passed the alchemy scripture to Jiang Hao, and then called him Master.

"Don't call me master." Lianlian's novel

Jiang Hao shook his head and stopped, looked at Yang Yiping, and pointed at Zhou Zhongtang: "The alchemy syllabus will be kept by Mr. Zhou. When will you take over as the Taoist temple, let him pass on the alchemy syllabus to you."

"Okay, I will learn well."

Yang Yiping's eyes were firm, and he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Now, when those brothers saw that their master was dead, after the funeral, someone had already rushed to the Taoist temple to run away. If Zhou Zhongtang had not stopped him in time, they would have moved the alchemy furnace and sold it.

Jiang Hao is not stingy. In the pharmacy, he guides Yang Yiping’s most basic pharmacy...

At this time, in Pu'er City, a small village and town near Myanmar.

A few days ago, Huang Ruoxi and Zheng Zifeng and others who followed the medical rescue team were launching rescue efforts in difficult villages and towns here.

"What's wrong with your hand Ruoxi? You're so much blood."

Seeing Huang Ruoxi's finger being cut, Zheng Zifeng ran over nervously, grabbed her jade hand with disinfectant and began to clean the wound. Huang Ruoxi felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'm fine, I'm ready to do it."

"No, I'll do it for you." Zheng Zifeng looked at her and forced her to clean her wounds.

Huang Ruoxi's pretty face turned slightly red, looking at Zheng Zifeng's handsome side face. During this period, he took care of him carefully and showed the image of a good man.

He also knew that Zheng Zifeng was pursuing himself, but Huang Ruoxi's heart had already been occupied by another man.

Therefore, she pretended not to see Zheng Zifeng's pursuit of showing kindness and wanted to refuse.

"alright."

After cleaning the wound, he put on the wound patch. Zheng Zifeng smiled gently and said, "Remember not to touch the water."

"Yeah, thank you." Huang Ruoxi took back his jade hand and nodded politely with a smile.

"Don't do these things, let me do them."

Zheng Zifeng immediately rushed to Huang Ruoxi's work, but at this time the cell phone rang in his pocket. He took out the call number and frowned slightly. He apologized to Huang Ruoxi: "I'll answer the phone, don't do it, wait for me to come back..."

Seeing Zheng Zifeng walk out of the yard to answer the phone, Huang Ruoxi didn't think much about it and continued to do the work...

"What's up."

When he walked outside, Zheng Zifeng pressed to answer the call, and a different aura came out instantly.

"Young master, I'm in some trouble."

The caller was naturally Du Lao Liu who was hiding in a broken wooden house in the mountains and said, "The Underworld has appeared!"

"What, the underworld." Zheng Zifeng was shocked when he heard the name.

"That's right, I went to Wuliang Taoist Temple last night..."

Du Lao Liu immediately reported the incident last night briefly. Zheng Zifeng became more and more surprised as he heard it, and said, "Are you sure it was the Underworld who saved Jiang Hao?"

"I'm sure, except for her, only your father will use the character "Ming." Du Lao Liu covered his chest and coughed. His injuries have not healed yet.

"Okay, I get it."

Zheng Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly. He really didn't expect that the Underworld who had disappeared for decades would suddenly appear, and it had something to do with Jiang Hao, which became more and more interesting.

"Young master, the Ouyang family has surrendered to us, but the Tang family and the Su family are still very hard, especially the Tang family. My plan was broken by that boy Jiang Hao last night, and we must kill him." Du Lao Liu was very angry when he thought of Jiang Hao last night.

"Okay, I'll go over and meet you right away. As for Jiang Hao, I will deal with him."

Zheng Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that Jiang Hao was too thwarted last time, and he would never be allowed to escape again this time...
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