Gusu, Xuanmiao Temple.
In a very unassuming room.
Xu Keming, who has clearly embarked on the path of spiritual practice, is actually much older than before.
On the face, there are terrifying ravines, like the Loess Plateau.
His hair, which was originally mostly black, became even whiter than before.
"call"
He let out a breath.
He opened his eyes, glanced at the crowd of heads outside, and shook his silver-haired head.
As a tool used by Uncle Cao Yi to divert attention, he successfully became a land immortal known to only a few people.
Inevitably, more and more important people come to him to treat their diseases and extend their lives.
After several days, he was almost exhausted.
"Why can't it be my turn? I'm the first one here."
A sharp middle-aged woman's voice sounded.
"Liu Jingmei, stop making trouble unreasonably."
Someone scolded.
"I am making trouble unreasonably. My son's life is not his life. Why is it that so many others have received treatment, but my son has never had a chance. Where is the fairness? Where is the fairness?"
The woman named Liu Jingmei retorted loudly.
The number of people scolding her suddenly increased several times.
"fair?"
There was a speechless smile on Xu Keming's lips.
This woman who once insulted him surpassed 99% of the country's people in terms of family background and wealth.
How ironic that it should be fair.
"I'll say it one last time, if my son can't get treatment, you won't be able to live well either."
Liu Jingmei's voice sounded again.
Then, there were the sounds of leaving footsteps.
A few minutes later.
It suddenly became noisy outside, like a vegetable market at seven or eight o'clock in the morning.
After a while, a very handsome little Taoist priest knocked on the door and put a mobile phone in front of Xu Keming.
"this?"
In the picture played on the mobile phone, a giant snake with nine heads was trapped in a light shield. No matter how hard it was hit, it could not get out.
Xu Keming's first reaction was that this matter was related to Uncle Cao Yi.
…
At night, the bright moon hangs high, and the cold wind in winter and spring, carrying the fishy smell that has returned from Taihu Lake, blows on the island.
In the shrine, Cao Yi has been sitting here since he broke up with Mi He in the afternoon and returned to the island.
In addition to spending half an hour doing an evening class, the rest of the time was spent studying the flesh of the water monster clone that allowed the little snow monkey to recover its soul.
Nearly ten hours of hard work were not in vain. He extracted some substances that were beneficial to the soul.
“Hope it’s useful”
Cao Yi thought.
In front of him, on the clean floor, two bodies appeared, one was Cui Wenzi and the other was Ren Qing.
Thanks to the continuous nourishment of spiritual energy, the physical bodies of both of them were preserved very well.
Cui Wenzi is still an immortal, and he is better than an immortal if he is not an immortal.
Ren Qing, dignified and beautiful with a coolness like an orchid in the mountains, a typical monastic figure.
To be honest, these two people have become a pain in his heart if they cannot be cured for a long time.
If it is not cured, I always feel blocked.
"Treat Cui Wenzi first"
Cao Yi stretched out his hand and sent a ball of milky white substance into the center of Cui Wenzi's eyebrows.
Then observe the changes in Cui Wenzi's soul.
One second, two seconds... thirty minutes, Cui Wenzi's spirit did not change at all.
“Totally useless”
Cao Yi frowned.
After all, it was the mysterious substance that restored the Yuan Shen of the Little Snow Monkey. Cui Wenzi should at least have a little change.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Cao Yi sent another ball of milky white substance into Cui Wenzi's eyebrows.
Thirty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and just when Cao Yi was disappointed, Cui Wenzi's soul experienced subtle fluctuations.
"it works"
Cao Yi felt happy and sent the milky white substance to Cui Wenzi's eyebrows for the third time.
However, the fluctuations did not occur again.
Cao Yi had no choice but to put aside his eagerness for success.
Looking at Ren Qing, he followed the same method and sent all the remaining milky white substance into Ren Qing's eyebrows.
Like Cui Wenzi, Ren Qing's soul also experienced subtle fluctuations.
Next, Cao Yi retreated into the Gate of Eternal Life space and devoted himself to refining the mysterious substance.
Outside, or rather on the Internet, everything changed because of one post.
A woman of great status posted on a certain social network platform under her real name. At Xuanmiao Temple in Gusu, there was an old immortal who was alive and dead, and had already cured many people.
There are also many pictures of the scene.
Although the post was deleted immediately, in the Internet age, it is impossible to stop the transmission of information. In one night, hundreds of millions of people knew the news.
Air tickets, train tickets, and bus tickets to Suzhou are all sold out in a short time.
According to the 2006 National Sample Survey of Disabled People, there were 82.96 million people with disabilities.
There are 12.33 million people with visual disabilities, 20.04 million people with hearing disabilities, 1.27 million people with speech disabilities, 24.12 million people with physical disabilities, 5.54 million people with intellectual disabilities, 6.14 million people with mental disabilities, and 13.52 million people with multiple disabilities.
There are too many people in the country who are eager to receive treatment.
Xu Keming's old face wrinkled up after hearing the news.
Four days later.
The gate space of eternal life.
Cao Yi sat on an khaki futon, motionless, with red heat rising all over his body, and beads of sweat constantly appearing on his forehead.
In mid-air, there is a small mountain of flesh of the Water Monster clone.
Refining mysterious substances, especially refining mysterious substances for a long time, consumes too much both spiritual power and soul.
quite a while.
Cao Yi opened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. With a thought, a large ball of milky white mysterious substance flew out from the mountain of flesh.
"receive"
Cao Yi put the mysterious substance away with a thought.
"Taoist Master, what do you think of the wine I brewed?"
The king of ginseng brought a wine gourd as if he were offering a treasure.
During this period of time in the Gate of Eternal Life space, in addition to taking care of spiritual grass and peach trees, he also brewed wine.
Cao Yi took it and took a sip. First, there was an unbearable bitterness, and then there was a mellow aroma with endless aftertaste.
It has to be said that King Ginseng is a genius at brewing wine.
"good"
Cao Yi agreed.
King Shen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Take you out for a walk"
When Cao Yi went out, he also took King Shen out.
Although King Ginseng is an old antique who has lived for thousands of years.
But if you are always locked in the gate of eternal life, there is no guarantee that something will go wrong.
"What?"
The moment Cao Yi came out, he released his spiritual consciousness to check the island.
As a result, I saw a scene I never expected.
The island was destroyed.
Except for Yuxu Temple, which is protected by mysterious power, the small island that was originally densely covered with woods and grass seemed to have been burned by fire and gnawed by dogs. There were trees burned to charcoal and pitted ground everywhere.
"Taoist Master, it was Xiaotian who did it. When it was refining the weapon, something went wrong and it suddenly exploded."
Little Snow Monkey came over and said.
"Where are they?"
Cao Yi asked.
"Afraid of your reproach, I ran away."
said the little snow ape.
"It's normal for the weapon refining to fail. There's nothing to be afraid of."
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand.
The surging power of mending the sky surged out.
After a while, the island returned to its previous appearance.
"By the way, Xu Keming has been here every day for the past four days."
said the little snow ape.
"What's up?"
Cao Yi asked.
"look"
Little Snow Monkey handed over the 8 apples given by Mi He.
Cao Yi fell into silence after reading it.
