At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ruixue brought her daughter to see Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng was like Master Yideng in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". His fingers were like raindrops, and the void became talismans, falling on the big points around the little girl's body.
After about ten minutes, he stopped, his breathing was normal, and his expression remained unchanged.
Lin Qiuhong was sweating profusely, and the blue color in her face disappeared: "Thank you, uncle. I feel comfortable all over, as if I had been soaked in hot water."
Zhang Ruixue asked: "Mr. Lu, did you use Yiyang Finger?"
Lu Cheng smiled and said, "No, my skill is not inferior to that of Master Yideng. The fingering technique I perform is similar to that of Yiyang Finger."
"Thank you sir, you are the child's savior."
"Come back tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest."
The next day, the little girl Lin Qiuhong ran around on the North Peak of Huashan Mountain with a rosy complexion, no different from ordinary children.
Zhang Ruixue was extremely happy and made several phone calls to her family.
Since she gave birth to her daughter, she has been under great pressure. Two consecutive operations were unsuccessful, and she has become increasingly stressed. Especially in the past two years, she has heard from a team of medical experts that her child must undergo a heart transplant. She felt like the sky was falling!
She didn't know how long her daughter would live after her heart was transplanted, so she forced herself to smile and take her daughter around the country, spending every extra day with her.
After just one treatment, her daughter's symptoms were greatly relieved. This made Zhang Ruixue breath a sigh of relief and felt that there was hope in life again.
In the afternoon, she saw Jiang Qiuyun sitting in the garden, so she walked over to talk.
"Sister Jiang, you and Lu Cheng saved Qiu Hong, which is equivalent to saving my life. I don't know how to thank you."
Jiang Qiuyun said: "It's a simple effort, no need to say more."
"Sister Jiang, how long have you lived here?"
"More than four months."
Zhang Ruixue felt strange and thought: "No matter how beautiful the scenery on the top of the mountain is, you don't have to live for so long. What are the benefits of living on the top of the mountain? Do monks like to stay away from the crowd? According to internal information, these two are top monks. His skill is unfathomable, I don’t know what extent it has reached.”
"Sister Jiang, my Qiuhong is frail and sick, why do you want to take her as your disciple?"
"One drink and one peck, it must be a predetermined decision. This is all fate."
"Sister Jiang, what do you mean by fate?"
"It can't be said. It won't be revealed until ten years later."
"Sister Jiang, are you really a god? Can you predict what will happen 10 years from now?"
"I can vaguely sense it. The way of heaven is unpredictable and there are variables."
"Sister Jiang, how many apprentices have you accepted?"
"I have very few disciples. So far, there is only one Mei Lingshang."
"Is she your prospective daughter-in-law? The national Go player who is engaged to Lu Qingshan?"
"Um."
Zhang Ruixue suddenly asked: "Sister Jiang, how many sons do you have?"
Jiang Qiuyun said: "I only have one son and one daughter. What about you?"
"I have two sons and one daughter. The two sons are 16 and 12 years old respectively. They are both in middle school. They are in good health and have no illness or disaster. My daughter Qiuhong is my heartache."
"Don't worry. If Lu Cheng says it can be cured, then it can definitely be cured."
"I know Mr. Lu is a strange person. I'm just curious, does he practice Taoist or Buddhist Kung Fu?"….
"It's hard to put into words."
At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ruixue brought her daughter here for treatment again.
After three days of this, a cardiologist from Xijing Hospital took a cableway to the top of the mountain. With a young assistant and simple instruments, he conducted a physical examination on Lin Qiuhong and found that the little girl's heart function had completely returned to normal. There was no sign of heart disease at all.
Zhang Ruixue was very excited and quickly asked her daughter to kowtow to Jiang Qiuyun and bow to Lu Cheng according to traditional etiquette.
Afterwards, the mother and daughter lived on the top of the mountain for another two days.
Jiang Qiuyun taught Lin Qiuhong two sets of basic shamanic cultivation techniques and asked them to go back
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The Lin family is a top official family in Shangjing. The old man, Lin Qiang, is ranked third in the Elders' House and is less than seventy years old.
Lin Qiang has three sons. The eldest son Lin Yue happens to be the S chief of Xihai Province, and the second son Lin Feng is the deputy S chief of the Northern District.
Lin Qiang has nine grandsons and three granddaughters. Although the youngest granddaughter is very sick, she is the apple of the Lin family's eye.
Now that the little granddaughter has returned from illness, the Lin family is full of joy.
Two months later, on September 3 of the Gregorian calendar, Jiang Qiuyun, who was still at the top of Mount Huashan, suddenly received a call from Mei Lingshang.
"Master, today the province sent someone over and brought us a red-headed document, adding 30 miles of land to us. With the Kunlun Myth Film and Television Base as the core, we can expand 30 miles outward. To the east is Qinghai Lake, so we can't continue to expand. . The north and south were expanded by 30 miles each, and the mountains in the west expanded more, adding 50 miles. At the same time, our contracting fees also increased to 12 billion per year."
Jiang Qiuyun said: "I know, you first send people to investigate and make a sand table of the terrain to see where it is suitable to open a cave, where to build villas, and where to build bungalows."
"Master, do you want to consider the direction of your spiritual veins?"
"No need to think about it. Build the cave first, then create the spiritual veins."
"I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qiuyun said to Lu Cheng, "The new disciple you asked me to recruit has already brought rewards."
Lu Cheng said: "As expected. There are smart people in the Lin family."
"A Cheng, what exactly do you think when you asked me to take in that child?"
"The child had just climbed to the top of Huashan Mountain. The first time I saw her, I felt that she was destined to be with the Lu family. I secretly saw her appearing at the Lu family's celebration a few years later."
"I understand what you mean. If there is no fate, I will not accept her. But Cheng, you owe me a share of karma."
"I know that the love I owe you can never be repaid."
In the golden autumn of October, the wind blows thousands of miles.
Lu Cheng meditated hard on the top of Huashan Mountain for half a year. He thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. One night, he finally activated a fragment of the Kunlun Mirror in his dream.
In the dark, the soul is floating, and I don’t know where it is.
He saw a towering mountain, with an emperor standing on the top of the mountain. The golden crown on his head emitted thousands of rays of light, and there were countless flying swords suspended in the sky, majestic and majestic.
There is a lava pool at the foot of the mountain, and the hot magma is constantly rolling.
The emperor stood on the high mountain, waving his hands constantly, creating runes in the void. Large runes fell into the lava pool one after another. A silver-white long sword emerged from the red magma. The runes fell on the sword, and more and more runes fell on it. , after accumulating 180 runes, the silver-white long sword turns into gold, and after accumulating 360 runes, the golden long sword flies up.
The flying sword flying in the air was wrapped in layers of runes. More and more runes accumulated, gradually exceeding 1,000, and the golden light emitted became more and more dazzling. In the end, the golden flying sword turned into a bright purple-red!
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