Sun Simiao looked at the eldest grandson Pingting in front of him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He was originally a monk, but he could not let go of the bondage of the world of mortals. The higher his level of cultivation, the more he felt that the world of mortals was the place he really should stay.

"Master said that the path for this junior is not in the master but in the distance. I said goodbye to my master last year and came to His Highness King Jin. It can be said that I have no connection with the master."

The eldest grandson Pingting expressed her meaning tactfully, and the old man Sun Simiao also heard it. This was because she did not want to expose her origin.

"It doesn't matter if it's a mountain gate or a world of mortals, but it's a good place to devote yourself to practice. The second son of the Qin family said that His Highness, Prince Jin, is ill. Let Pindao go over and have a look -"

Sun Simiao's medical level has greatly improved, and his medical skills have also improved, and he is now considered a true miracle doctor.

Especially in the past few years, he has vaguely known some secrets of his sect. It turns out that those legendary figures are actually seniors of his sect?

However, the mountain gate is so big, where do they live?

"Zhenzhen Sun, what happened to His Highness King Jin? He has been sleeping soundly like this for five days and five nights."

Seeing Sun Simiao's expression gradually becoming serious, Qin Huaiyu and Changsun Pingting, who were waiting aside, did not even dare to express their anger. They did not dare to ask questions until Sun Simiao completed the inspection.

Sun Simiao did not answer, but stood up and walked back and forth twice in Li Zhi's bedroom. Finally, his eyes rested on the white wall opposite the bed.

"Girl Changsun, do you know who originally lived in this house?"

I didn't wait for Sun Simiao's reply, but I got an unrelated question.

"This, I heard, was a general named Shan. It has been many years. Because the decoration of this house is too grand, it is not suitable for ordinary people to live in."

"This time it happened that His Highness the King of Jin came here to provide disaster relief, and Master Wei Zheng specially asked people to clean it up."

Changsun Pingting had no choice but to tell Sun Simiao as much as she knew.

"Your surname is Shan? That's right. When is the time for retribution? I didn't expect that it would be retaliated against His Highness King Jin. Fortunately, it was His Highness King Jin. If it had been anyone else, he would have been doomed."

Sun Simiao lived to be ninety-nine years old. He also came from the era of great turmoil. In the land of Luoyang, there was another general named Shan. Who else could there be except that one?

"Master Sun, please tell me how to rescue His Highness Prince Jin?"

Qin Huaiyu, who has always been relatively steady, has been tortured these days and has lost his patience.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jin seems to be sleeping but not sleeping, waking up but not waking up. He may be able to sense everything around him, but he cannot wake up normally because he has lost his soul."

"What? Lost your soul?——"

Sun Simiao's words shocked Qin Huaiyu and Changsun Pingting. Not to mention they had never seen him before, they had never even heard of him.

"Humans have 'three souls and seven souls'. The three souls are fetal light, which is the qi of Taiqing Yang and harmony; Shuangling, which is the change of yin qi; and Youjing, which is the mixture of yin qi.

"

"The seven souls are, in order, Tianchong Soul, Linghui Soul, Chi Qi, Li Qi, Central Soul, Jing Soul, and Ying Soul. One is a thief swallower, two is a corpse dog, three is a filth remover, four is a stinking lung, and five is a sparrow.

Yin, six names are non-toxic, and seven names are hidden arrows.”

"The three souls reside in the spirit, while the seven souls reside in matter. Therefore, when a person dies, the three souls return to heaven and the seven souls enter the earth."

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin today is missing a soul. If the soul cannot be restored within seven to forty-nine days, I am afraid that His Highness the King of Jin will never wake up again."

Sun Simiao explained it to the two men carefully, and he himself was a little scared. These principles were incomprehensible to Sun Simiao five years ago.

I have been cultivating for several years, but I didn't expect that I would encounter it as soon as I got off the mountain, and it would be on the body of Jin Wang Li Zhi.

"Since Master Sun knows about this disease, can he help?"

After hearing Sun Simiao's eloquent speech, Changsun Pingting finally felt much more relaxed.

"Haha, Changsun girl, you think too highly of Pindao. If someone eats whole grains and has a headache and a fever, Pindao might be able to cure it."

"Strictly speaking, the current situation of His Highness Prince Jin cannot be considered an illness at all, but rather a collision with something unclean..."

As Sun Simiao spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and stopped hurriedly.

"Then what should we do? If even Sun Zhenren is helpless, is there any more powerful miracle doctor in the world than Zhenren Sun?"

Even though Sun Simiao said that Li Zhi was not ill, Qin Huaiyu still felt that he needed to find someone to treat him.

"You two, please quickly dress His Highness, hitch a carriage, and we will take His Highness King Jin to seek medical treatment—"

After thinking for a moment, Sun Simiao took out something from his arms, smiled bitterly, and thought to himself.

"Prince Jin, Prince Jin, do you owe Lao Tao what you owe? Last time, Lao Tao spent his last 'Heart-Protecting Pill'. This time, do you also need to use the 'Invitation Talisman' you just got from your master?"

Seeing Sun Simiao's solemn words, Qin Huaiyu and Changsun Pingting did not dare to delay. Qin Huaiyu personally went to find a carriage, which was tightly covered.

Worried that Li Zhi would feel uncomfortable lying down, the eldest grandson Pingting specially laid two quilts in the carriage, drove the carriage directly to the door of Li Zhi's bedroom, and Qin Huaiyu carried him out.

The chamberlains and maids serving in the back house didn't dare to ask any more questions. Changsun Pingting specifically told anyone not to speak nonsense to anyone who asked, and then she opened the back door and drove away.

…

Under the guidance of Sun Simiao, the carriage left the north gate of Luoyang and walked straight north. Seeing that it was about to reach Luoshui, it turned eastward.

"Master Sun, where are we going?"

Qin Huaiyu was driving the car himself. In the carriage, Sun Simiao and Changsun Pingting were guarding the sleeping Li Zhi on the left and right.

"Keep walking forward. There is a temple ten miles ahead. That is where I am going."

Sun Simiao didn't want to say much and even started to close his eyes to rest. No one knew what he was thinking.

Ten miles away, we'll be there at the snap of a whip.

"'Luo Temple'? Zhenren Sun, this?..."

"Why are you still standing there? Carrying His Highness Prince Jin on your back -"

Sun Simiao glared at Qin Huaiyu and choked back what he had not asked.

It is true that this is a "Luo Temple", but the scene is very miserable. If Qin Huaiyu hadn't been sharp-eyed, he might not have been able to recognize the name on the plaque.

No one knew who had removed the gate. When Qin Huaiyu carried Li Zhi out of the carriage, Sun Simiao had already entered the courtyard of the "Luo Temple" one step ahead of them.

Can this still be a yard?

The small courtyard was not big originally, but now it was overgrown with weeds and was half a person tall.

As soon as they entered the yard, they even saw a rabbit jumping out, then turning around and running away.

This "Luo Temple" has not been inhabited for who knows how many years. The auxiliary halls on the left and right sides have collapsed, and only the main body of the "Luo Temple" in the center is still there.

When Sun Simiao opened the half-opened palace door, a stale smell hit his face.

"Master Sun, do we really want to come here to seek medical treatment?"

Although the "Luo Temple" is old, the lighting is pretty good. After all, there are many holes in the four walls and the roof. It cannot be any more dilapidated.

Qin Huaiyu was a little skeptical. If they walked into the temple, would they have to deal with the collapse of the "Luo Temple" at any time?

I didn't see where Sun Simiao took out a whisk from somewhere and flicked it left and right a few times. The statue of "Goddess of Luo" in the middle was much cleaner.

It turned out that Sun Simiao secretly performed a "dust removal technique". Although it could not make it look new, he finally cleared away the dust on the statue and the altar.

Unfortunately, not even a prayer mat was left on the ground, let alone any facilities for burning incense.

Qin Huaiyu and Changsun Pingting supported Li Zhi and stood at the entrance of the palace. They saw Sun Simiao lifting her clothes and prostrating in front of the statue of "Empress Luo Shen", muttering something in her mouth.

Then, he took out the only "Invitation Talisman" from his arms and silently recited a spell.

Suddenly, the "divine invitation talisman" in Sun Simiao's hand disappeared out of thin air?

"Sun Simiao, a disciple of the 'Baicao Sect', paid homage to the Goddess of Luo. Today, His Royal Highness Li Zhi, the King of Jin of the Tang Dynasty, encountered an unexpected incident and left his body one by one."

"This son is destined to be the heir of the Tang Dynasty. Although his disciple Sun Simiao is willing to help, he has few talents and limited skills, and is unable to recall his lost soul."

"Wanwang Luo Shen, for the sake of the well-being of Medicine Patriarch Jinmian and the tens of millions of Lishu people in the Tang Dynasty, she came to help. Disciple Sun Simiao burst into tears of gratitude!"

Sun Simiao prayed silently in his heart and kowtowed three times devoutly again.

"Leave Li Zhi behind, and all of you should exit the palace, and you are not allowed to pry--"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Sun Simiao's sea of ​​consciousness, like a bell or a drum, solemn and solemn.

Sun Simiao was shaken all over. He did not dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to look around. He kowtowed three more times respectfully, slowly got up and walked backwards to the entrance of the palace.

"The second son of the Qin family and the eldest grandson, please leave Prince Jin here. Let's exit first——"

Sun Simiao said calmly, but his heart was already like boiling water in a pot, suppressing the excitement and excitement.

"Master Sun, how is this possible?..."

Qin Huaiyu wanted to refute, but was gently poked by Changsun Pingting who was standing next to him.

Qin Huaiyu had no choice but to take off his cloak and spread it on a relatively flat place in the palace. Then he gently put Li Zhi down and lay on his back.

The three of them exited the "Luo Temple" one after another, with Sun Simiao walking at the end and taking the broken temple door with him.

He exited the courtyard and came to guard the gate of "Luo Temple".

"Don't say anything, don't ask anything, just wait quietly."

Looking at the two people who looked confused, Sun Simiao warned in a low voice, taking the lead with his back to the "Luo Temple", not even daring to look back.

…

I don’t know where this is, I don’t know where this is.
To be continued...