"That's it." Du Shao said softly, "I'm going to take the needle."
Lin Du responded, very well-behaved.
The golden needles on his body were removed one by one, and Lin Du closed his eyes and circulated his spiritual power for a week to confirm that everything was running smoothly.
Fortunately, the Snow Spirit's innate skill of turning snow into snow does not require much spiritual power. It only requires an appropriate amount to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make heavy snow fall.
Otherwise, her current meridians and Dantian may be in serious trouble.
Once the spiritual power is confirmed, the only thing left is spiritual consciousness.
Du Shao was not the first to learn the golden needle skill of Sumu's lineage, but he was the fastest to learn it.
"Okay, you can use your consciousness to make sure there is no problem inside."
Lin Du listened to Du Shao's soft words of comfort, and moved his consciousness according to the words, confirming that he was slowly recovering and flowing slowly and accumulating like a stream again.
Every time after the consciousness is exhausted, the soul will be fused to a certain extent.
Lin Du's consciousness suddenly emerged with the memory of his previous life that he had just merged with, and he understood why his soul would fully understand Du Shao's life experience when he met her for the first time in this life.
In her last life, she was abandoned as a child and grew up eating from hundreds of families, doing odd jobs to make ends meet. When she heard passers-by mention that the Zhongzhou Sect Joint Disciple Recruitment Conference was held at the foot of Qingzhou Mountain every few decades, she curiously asked, "Why?" Want to go?"
"In order to become a disciple and enter Taoism."
"Why do you want to join the Tao?"
"To make myself stronger."
"When you become stronger, will you be able to have enough food and clothing?"
"Of course, as you become stronger, you can even feed and clothe many people."
Lin Du thought that if she could become a Taoist and be able to feed and clothe everyone in the world, even those who would be trapped in poverty and abandoned, then she would definitely become a Taoist.
Unexpectedly, he had worked hard all the way to the Zhongzhou General Election, but after passing the test, Lin Du fainted at the foot of the mountain.
Faint from hunger.
A pair of childhood sweetheart monks happened to pass by, so the female monk used diluted spiritual water and a few candies to revive her.
Before Lin Du could say thanks, the female cultivator was called over by the male cultivator who was accompanying her.
She only had time to hear clearly, "Ah Shao."
Later, he reunited with Du Shao, but it was when the Supreme Sect was besieged by evil spirits and his Taoist heart was broken.
At that time, without Lin Du's vigilance, Qi Zhen was able to get along well in the sect. After getting possession of the inner treasury token stolen by Ni Jinxuan and the stolen spiritual objects, he defected from the sect with Ni Jinxuan and threw her into the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. A few days later, the demons with their greatly increased strength took advantage of the demonic tide to raid the Supreme Sect, burning, killing, and looting all the way, leaving the sect devastated.
After the battle in the Supreme Sect, 70% of the monks died, and the rest were seriously injured. All the inner treasuries were looted. The only ones who were healthy were a few monks who were on mission outside and their own library.
The elders in the library desperately lost to the demon king who had grown in strength. When he fell, he gave up reincarnation and his soul turned into the spirit of the library to protect the library from evil spirits.
After Lin Du caused a catastrophe caused by Jinxuan, his Taoist heart was completely broken, and Jiang Liang entrusted him to the care of Su Mu, the elder of Ji Shizong.
Su Mu had been tutored by Jiang Liang before, so he naturally responded to all requests.
She knew that the Supreme Sect was declining, and that not only did Lin Du not get good care there, but he was more likely to get emotional and blame himself even more.
Because Lin Du's body was in ruins and his heart ailments were getting worse, he took her on a slow journey to see the world and relax.
They once passed by a very small sect, and when they were resting, they saw an old woman who was working as a handyman. She looked haggard, but when she asked about flowers and plants, she answered eloquently. She even knew the medicinal value of each one clearly, and she still found out by herself.
After asking about it, Su Mu was surprised to find that the disciple was extremely talented in medicine and had the destiny of a heavenly doctor, but he could only be a bullied handyman disciple in such a chaotic and useless small sect.
The last time Lin Du and Du Shao met was in early spring.
At that time, the people in the house were wearing heavy fox fur cloaks, and there were handfuls of withered bones under their wide and heavy clothes; the people outside the house were beaten to the point of being like mortals, getting old and shrinking in fear.
Both of their temples are as white as frost. No longer at the foot of the green mountain, they are full of innocence, kindness and devotion to the Tao.
Du Shao once wanted to save the world, and Lin Du once wanted to protect all the people in the world from suffering, but their backs were bent by the turbidity of the world.
As if sensing something, Du Shao looked back at the person in the window before going to the kitchen.
Lin Du also met those cloudy and numb eyes.
In late winter and early spring, the ice and snow grind into the mud, and the peonies have not yet bloomed.
Su Mu came from outside with medicine in her hand. She had just finished scolding the disciples of the sect who had bullied the handyman, and with some unfinished anger and regret, she told Lin Du the story of the handyman.
"It's really a pity that the handyman disciple has fallen into this situation because of a man who lives a free and easy life."
"If we had met him twenty or thirty years earlier, I could have accepted him as a disciple. But right now, my meridians and body have been bullied to such an extent that I can no longer practice."
"You see, even though she has a humble status and is bullied and exploited by the people here, she can still find herbal medicine to cure her illness in the face of adversity."
"She was not born humble." Lin Du said hoarsely.
"What?" Su Mu didn't hear clearly.
Lin Du looked away, coughed heavily, and pushed the method he had repeatedly deduced in his mind a little further, his silver threads trembling.
"This sect will never survive with such a style." Seeing Lin Du coughing up blood again, Su Mu said no more, "Drink the medicine."
It turned out that she and Du Shao had met in their previous life.
Lin Du raised his eyes and saw that Du Shao was putting away the cleaned golden needles one by one. The Jishi Sect disciple uniform on his body was like water-colored green lotus, clean and tolerant.
"Sister Du Shao."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Du Shao turned to look at Lin Du.
Lin Du shook his head, "I just feel that your medical skills have improved rapidly and you are extremely talented. You will definitely be able to save more people in the future."
Du Shao laughed when she heard this. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, her black hair was thick, and her hairpin was shining brightly. It was the best time to become a Taoist.
Lin Du looked away and heard a feeble greeting from outside the door, "Is your junior uncle here?"
She stood up quickly, put on a new robe as quickly as possible, thanked Du Shao, and no longer delayed their efforts to help Shizong treat illnesses and save people. When she went out, she ran into Yuan Ye and Yan Qing, two brothers of Le Dian Dian. .
"Hey, little uncle! I just said you were here, you scared me to death." Yuan Ye had also changed his clothes and was hanging his arm. He seemed to have some minor bone injuries.
"Jinxuan misses you, but her feet were bitten by an evil spirit. It's not good for her to jump around. Let's take a look at our little uncle first."
His eyes moved to Du Shao, who was about to go out, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him. The hand was wrapped into a white sandbag, and he looked a little clumsy, "Hey, fellow Taoist, wait a moment."
Du Shao said at the same time, "Fellow Taoist, your hand is bandaged incorrectly. How about I bandage it for you again?"
Yan Qing retracted his hand in embarrassment, which was insulting to gentleness and gentleness.
"Everyone was injured. I wondered if my injury was serious, so I asked my junior brother to help bandage it."
He quickly returned to the topic and looked down at Du Shao, "Fellow Taoist, I'm offended. Did I give you a few magic weapons? Are you okay? Just the spray magic weapon. We can clean it and farm. Use it."
