The true energy has been condensing towards the center of the sea of qi, and it has been pressed again and again, but it has never been able to be further transformed into the true liquid. Master Dongsun gradually became irritable and suddenly woke up - when practicing, the most important thing is to be patient and calm, otherwise It's easy to get carried away.
He stabilized his mind, came out of the cave, looked at the misty clouds and mist suspended in the Soul-raising Valley, and the green pines and cypresses not far away, and his mind returned to clarity.
There are dozens of caves, large and small, in the valley, and many monks are practicing hard here in order to further their practice and climb towards the road to immortality. Of course, it is impossible to become an immortal, but it is already a dream to extend one's life by an extra sixty years.
Suddenly, an inexplicable passion and desire surged in my heart, as if I had returned to my childhood and felt my dream back then.
Master Dongzhan was stunned, sitting on the spot without any distractions, allowing this emotion to grow and explode in his heart...
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the air sea, and a violent storm rolled up. After an unknown period of time, the storm gradually calmed down, and a drop of true liquid fell.
After sixty years of hard training, I finally broke through today and became a senior Qi practitioner!
Amidst the long laughter, Master Dongzhan stood up, picked up his parcel, and walked out of the valley gracefully. In the past, he only listened to others laughing in the valley, but today it is my turn!
With such good news, naturally he had to inform Wu Sheng immediately. He had lived up to the layman's diligent instructions and good intentions, and he could go back to work!
As soon as they arrived at the mouth of the valley, their good mood was interrupted by the guard: "Chenghui, one thousand two hundred dollars!"
Master Dongsun was startled: "I have been in seclusion for sixty days?"
The guard said: "Forty days and six hours, including ten dollars for food every day, Taoist friend broke through today, and the six hours are considered as a gift to my Taoist soul nourishing valley."
Master Dongzhan opened the package, and there was only more than 600 dollars in it. He never thought that he would be in seclusion in the Soul-raising Valley for so long without knowing it. He didn't bring enough money, and he was short of half.
Master Dongzhan was a little embarrassed: "I owe it now, I will go back and get it..."
The guard whistled, and three more people appeared from somewhere next to him, each holding a magic weapon, with a defensive posture: "Sorry, we don't accept credit in the valley!"
Dong Bamboo Master said angrily: "As a senior Qi practitioner, can I still run away? It's only six hundred dollars!"
The guard sneered: "I'm sorry, old man. There was a person who broke through the realm and became a god two months ago. He owed 500 yuan, but he ran away. Whether he ran away or not has nothing to do with his cultivation level! It has nothing to do with how much money he owed!"
Master Dongzhan held his breath and said, "I only brought these, what do you think I should do?"
The guard handed over the bamboo slips and pen and ink: "Write a letter, no matter your relatives or friends, we will deliver it to you. You will always stay in the valley, and you will leave when the money comes."
After Master Dongsun finished writing about his luck, he threw away his pen and said, "Go and give it away. Beifang Sanjia, Yongrentang! I'm so angry. I'm so angry with you. It's a matter of a few hundred dollars. I owe you these few hundred dollars?"
Several guards did not send the letter, but asked: "Yongrentang? Master Shen's Yongrentang? Who are you, Master Shen?"
Master Dongsun blew his beard and glared: "There is a second Yongrentang in Shangyong City? I am the shopkeeper of Yongrentang!"
After hearing this, several guards immediately changed their faces to smiles: "So it's Shopkeeper Dong from Yongrentang? I'm so disrespectful. I told you it was you. How dare you collect money? Haha... Shopkeeper Dong, please come quickly. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." …Hurry up……"
"I have my heart and I hope that shopkeeper Dong will accept it. This is the special jujube from the back mountain of Yangling Valley. It is the most sweet and refreshing, and it also has the effect of refreshing the mind..."
"Shopkeeper Dong, please give Master Shen a message, saying that Yan Hua, a corporal from the young master's sect, would like to say hello to his old man. If Master Shen hadn't taken action, my nephew would have been reduced to nothing by now... That is the lifeblood of my Yan family. Son..."
"Please keep the money... It doesn't matter. If the young master knew that the manager of Yongrentang Dong was practicing here, he would not let us wait for the money. Twelve children with the same terminal illness in Shangyong City were cured. Yongrentang There is great benevolence..."
Such a reversal was unexpected. Master Dongsun returned to Yongren Hall in a daze. He saw plaques erected on both sides of the front door of the hall. They were probably "The Holy Hand of Medicine", "Elixirs can cure diseases", "There is no great kindness" and the like.
Wu Sheng had just persuaded a patient to leave. After meeting the Master Dongsun, he smiled and said, "The Master has broken through? Congratulations!"
Master Dongsun stroked his beard and smiled. He lamented about his childhood dreams, past slackness, current prodigal son turning back, etc. After waiting for Wu Sheng to praise him a few more words, he felt comfortable and asked: "What are these lay people?" Are you spending your days treating people?"
Wu Sheng complained to him: "It will be good if the Master comes back. Let's continue quickly. Now I have a headache and a fever all coming to my door. It's annoying to death. I really don't have so much time, and I still have to refine elixirs. The Master has broken the In this situation, these days are also a little tougher. I have to deal with the clinic in the front hall, and there are really difficult and complicated diseases that the Master cannot see. Come back to me again. I am an alchemist, not a doctor!"
As a practitioner and a senior Qi practitioner, Master Dongsun is fully capable of taking up the post of physician - he is in a comfortable mood at the moment and takes up the post without any hesitation.
He took a white linen sheet from Wu Sheng and asked doubtfully, "What is this?"
Wu Sheng put it on for him without any explanation: "Rules, Yongrentang's rules, our Yongrentang is a top three doctor...the top three alchemy rooms must be standardized!"
Master Dongzhan passively put on the white sheet and asked curiously: "Why not the first-class? If we are the third-class, who else in Shangyong City dares to be the first-class and second-class?"
Wu Sheng dressed him and waved his hand: "Ai Jijia, you have the final say, go ahead."
Because there was an endless stream of people seeking medical advice from Dan Yan, Qianjin's small courtyard had been opened up as a clinic. Master Dong Bamboo came to the clinic in a dignified manner, saw the horizontal plaque hanging on the lintel, took it off, and prepared to go back and write " "Third Class A" was changed to "First Class A", and then he went in for consultation and treatment.
When Dongzun met the first patient, he had a familiar feeling of déjà vu - this person poked his head, his neck was slightly bent, his back was slightly tilted forward, and his eyes were wandering. With the old man's rich experience, he knew that this person was not a kind person. There are many people like this among our colleagues in Langshan.
There was a bloody cut on this man's arm, oozing blood, which looked scary, but from the perspective of Master Dongsun, he couldn't help but laugh, it was a cut he made himself!
Although the incision was long, it was all in the flesh, perfectly avoiding dangerous parts, and the force was appropriate. It looked like it was very deep, but in fact it was just right, without touching the muscles. This kind of wound is used to bluff people. Master Dongsun did it many times in the past and extorted a lot of money. He didn't expect to encounter it again today.
This man was quite cheerful. The Dongsun Pill No. 2 for treating trauma was worth fifty yuan, but he paid for it in no uncertain terms. Since he had paid for it, Master Dongsun had no reason not to treat it. He just had to be more careful when treating it.
After the treatment, the man smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Shen."
Master Dongsun smiled and held up his hands, without saying a word. After he left, he paused the diagnosis and treatment and said to Fang Jia, who came over to help maintain order: "Chief A, quietly keep an eye on that person and find out what's going on."
Fang Jia asked: "What does shopkeeper Dong mean?"
Master Dongsun said: "He inflicted his injury on his own, yet he came here to spend money for medical treatment. He will come back to blackmail him. After finding out more about it, let's take action first and kill..."
Fang Jia suddenly understood and said first: "Okay, let's report it to the official and arrest the people behind him as well!"
Master Dongsun smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Yes, we can report to the official!"
