"Save me..."

"Please, please help me find a doctor... I can't stand it, it's so itchy..."

The torn clothes were all lush and light yellow. Lu Erlai rolled on the ground with heart-wrenching hearts and lungs, still squeezing, and chicken feathers floated in the air. The people in the village quickly moved back, fearing that they would become his appearance.

"This is a slut, it's time!"

"... God can't stand it, so he uses spells to punish him."

"Maybe he is a master. A few days ago, I seemed to see a Taoist priest passing by."

"This guy wanders around all day long, peeking at my daughter... He's lucky if he didn't beat him to death!"

"Your daughter has a face like a Mabing. She hasn't been married yet at the age of twenty. Who will fall in love with her blindness..."

"There are always blind people...hey, you're looking for a fight!"

…

Amid the whispering and talking, Lu Liangsheng, who was standing behind the crowd, looked at the rolling figures on the ground and howled. He was about to go forward and say a few words, but suddenly covered his forehead, feeling a little dizzy, and felt his head drowsy. When he heard the voices coming from around him, he was a little blurred.

"Brother, are you okay?" Lu Xiaoxian beside him noticed his abnormality, raised his face and asked.

Lu Liangsheng shook his head: "It's okay, I feel a little uncomfortable when I'm bleeding. I'll walk around."

A little weakly came from my sister's puzzled vision, heading towards the house, and stopped at the yard gate, leaning against the fence, and the ground that was seen was rotating slightly.

"Isn't it really a cold?"

Shaking his head, enduring the discomfort, he turned around and walked out of the village. The voices gathered there, Lu Erlai's screams faintly rang behind him. In his staggering steps, Lu Liangsheng looked at the road winding to Qixia Mountain, thinking about something in his mind.

...Yesterday was fine...

Could it be that I used two small techniques? By the way... Master said that if you don’t have a deep cultivation level and using magic randomly will cause some damage to your body. This is not the case, right?

While thinking about it, I had already climbed the mountain road without realizing it. I supported the tree body beside the road, walked for a distance, turned over the hidden fork, and came to the mountain wall halfway up the mountain. I couldn't hold on and rushed to the front of the huge rock.

“Master…”

When he shouted weakly, he felt the ground tremble. In front of his gaze, the huge rocks moved heavily, and the soil was squeezed to one side, marking a gully.

Half of the hole was exposed, faintly, and someone's outline seemed to come out from inside and walked towards him.

After walking close to sight, Lu Liangsheng felt his body lightening and his whole body fell into darkness. His mental fatigue and disordered. He felt blurred. He was taken into the grotto by his master, and the huge rocks rumbled back to his original position.

“Master…”

"Don't talk. You have only been practicing for a few days and use magic tricks. Fortunately, you come here in time, otherwise your life will be unsuccessful."

The brief and simple conversation stopped, and the weak consciousness dimmed. When he woke up, a slightly bitter smell filled his body. Liangsheng opened his eyes, the cave lights were yellow, and the two-story small bookshelf were placed on the stone bed where he was lying, leaning against the wall. The old man sat on the stone bench opposite him, looking at him, and the small tripod next to him was boiling.

Seeing Lu Liangsheng wake up, the old man took out an exquisite porcelain bowl without saying a word and scooped out the soup from the cauldron.

“Drink it.”

"Yes..." Lu Liangsheng held up his body, his head still felt a little painful, but he was no longer so drowsy. He took the porcelain bowl he handed over, and the soup was pitch black and sticky, and the bubbles that emerged from the residual heat broke open, and there was also a disgusting smell.

He looked at the old man over there, hesitated for a moment, held his breath, and drank the bowl of soup in one breath. The bitter, fishy and spicy food spread along his throat and the temperature to his lower abdomen, almost causing him to vomit.

"Liangsheng, you have a simple personality and a strong mind. I didn't explain it to you clearly before. Either you practice magic or a person who practices Taoism, your practice is the same as being a human being, and you have to be divided into three or five or nine levels. You can't even get started now."

Lu Liangsheng sat there, holding the porcelain bowl, and his mouth was so bitter that he couldn't say it, so he had to listen quietly to the master continue.

"... But you have talented and good roots and bones. You have reached the lower level of Qi training in a few days to open the pill. The decoction that the teacher just gave you can not only calm your injuries, but also help you break through the threshold to open the pill. Then even if one foot has stepped into the gate of Taoism."

"Practice Qi?"

The old man stood up and took the porcelain bowl from the boy's hand. Finally there was a hint of expression on his face and smiled: "There are two kinds of Qi training, the lower part is called Kaidan, the middle part is called Gathering Field, and the upper part is about Qi training. There are also foundation building, elixir, and Nascent Soul... Each realm has two small realms. The long road to practicing Taoism is difficult for ordinary people, and it is difficult for people in the door to find it."

Put down the porcelain bowl, the old man sat back, flicked his sleeves, and the huge rock outside slowly opened.

"It's getting late. Go back early. Don't worry your parents. When your injuries improve, come over and help you break through the small realm of Dan."

"oh."

Lu Liangsheng couldn't figure out the few words his master said for a while. He bowed respectfully to the old man before slowly leaving here.

Rumble...

The huge rock closed again, and in the cave that was covered little by little, the old man was sitting there suddenly opened his mouth, a scarlet red popped out, and then retracted it.

Above the wide sleeves, there were black bumps on the wrists, which were instantly covered by the old man.

"Okay... It's time to pick some mountain spirits and spiritual roots tonic medicine... Add them together..."

The huge rocks closed.

"…It should be able to repair my injuries."

The hoarse and low whisper echoed.

*******

Seeing the huge rocks closed and returned to their original appearance, I couldn't see the master inside, I bowed respectfully and walked down the mountain.

It was almost noon, and I thought I had been in a coma for only three or four hours. My parents at home probably wouldn't look for him everywhere, but when I thought of my master, "He is injured, can he save me..."

When I think of this, I may not feel warm. At this time, my spirit has improved a lot. I look back at the direction covered by the bushes behind me, and the sunshine is smiling.

After a while, I turned out the mountain road and got on the dirt road back to the village. I found that there were very few farmers in the fields. When I arrived at the entrance of the village, only Mr. Lu was still sitting there basking in the sun.

"Taigong, why didn't anyone come out to do work today?"

Lu Taigong opened his eyes slightly, and laughed with a few missing teeth: "They are all going to the ruined temple to see Lu Erlai's ugly appearance."

"Doomed temple?" Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, and looked to the east of the village with some confusion.

"No one can grow chicken feathers. It must be punished by the gods. Someone gave Lu Erlai an idea to go to the ruined temple to worship the gods. Maybe this begging for mercy will be fine, and the others will follow him to watch the fun."

The east road of the village is facing the mountainside of the half-mile road in Fushui County. It crosses a few hidden trees. A dilapidated temple stands there. It has been abandoned for many years. The plaque with the words "Mountain God Temple" is covered with withered vines. It leans against the collapsed half-district wall. It is surrounded by weeds. The sculpture of the mountain god in the temple has broken its neck and the head of the mud fetus is tilted to the ground.

On weekdays, villagers rarely come here, and the strange screams of birds occasionally appear in the woods, which makes them feel gloomy.

The weeds were trampled neatly. When Lu Liangsheng came over, more than 40 villagers surrounded the temple and looked inside. Some of them climbed up the earthen wall and rode on top.

In the temple.

Lu Erlai, who was covered in chicken feathers, was covered in blood at this moment and was trembling on the ground, kowtowing to the mountain god.

Bang!

Bang!
Chapter completed!