"Who doesn't know this? Blocking it is just a plan of Quan Yi." When Zhang Mingtuo heard Xia Tian's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and said angrily: "The underground spiritual veins are intertwined and stretch for thousands of miles. There is no one
People have the ability to reconnect it and restore it to its original state."
Xia Tian said lightly: "That's all I can do."
"If it were you before, maybe you could really do it." Zhang Mingtuo glanced at Xia Tian with disdain, "But how many percent of your skills are left now? If you do it reluctantly, it is really dangerous, which is why I hesitate.
reason."
Shi Chun asked curiously: "Then why didn't you look for your brother-in-law when he was at his peak?"
Zhang Mingtuo couldn't help but flick his fingers, then scratch his nose, but said nothing.
"It's pride." Xia Tian joked with a smile: "Not only does the master not accept his old age, he has always been dissatisfied. He always wants to prove that his medical skills are still the best in the world."
Zhang Mingtuo said calmly: "Your Eight Heavenly Needles are too abnormal. I can admit that I am not as good as you, but I will never admit that there are diseases in the world that I, Zhang Mingtuo, are completely helpless to deal with."
As a ghost doctor who was once famous all over the world, Zhang Mingtuo is indeed qualified to say these words, and he also deserves to have this domineering self-confidence. In fact, if it weren't for a monster like Xia Tian, he could really be called the world's most famous ghost doctor.
The number one miracle doctor.
Shi Chun looked at the three people in the cauldron and the thin old man lying on the bed, and said with doubts: "But they are probably not sick, they just became like this to block the broken spiritual veins.
"
"No, they are sick, and the illness is not serious." Xia Tian curled his lips and categorically denied Shi Chun's words, "And it is precisely because they are sick that the crack in the spiritual veins cannot be blocked at all."
At this time, a slightly old but loud voice suddenly sounded from the side: "How do you say this?"
Xia Tian and the others looked back, but it was the thin old man lying on the bed who slowly sat up and looked at Xia Tian with piercing eyes.
"Ren Zhenren, are you awake?" Zhang Mingtuo couldn't help but show joy on his face when he saw that the thin old man had woken up. "Great, it's not in vain."
The thin old man nodded slightly to Zhang Mingtuo: "Brother Zhang, I have worked hard these years. It turns out that this matter has nothing to do with you. It was me who caused you to be trapped here for more than ten years."
"Hard work is nothing to mention, and I never care about it." Zhang Mingtuo waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm just afraid. Ten years of hard work has yielded nothing, and the hard work of several real people has been wasted."
The thin old man saluted Zhang Mingtuo solemnly: "Anyway, thank you very much. At least your great kindness to Chongyang Palace will be unforgettable by a poor man."
"I'm serious." Zhang Mingtuo turned his body slightly to one side and did not accept the gift, and then said: "Master Ren, please don't be polite. We will wait until the matter is completely resolved."
At this time, the thin old man looked at Xia Tian again: "This little layman, you must be Ming Tuo's disciple Xia Tian. I am so polite to you."
Xia Tian nodded and introduced himself: "Yes, I am Xia Xia, the summer of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the best in the world." Then he pointed to Zhang Mingtuo, "He is my master."
"I have often heard him mention it before, and he also praised you a lot. You have been famous for a long time, and we just met today. It is true that a hero comes from a young age." The tone and conversation of the thin old man were really refreshing, "It was you who adjusted it just now.
It was only through acupuncture that Pindao regained consciousness, and I am really grateful."
Xia Tian yawned lazily: "There is no need to be grateful. If you want to thank me, just thank my master. I just corrected the mistakes in that set of acupuncture techniques."
"Both of them are the great benefactors of the Chongyang Palace and the poor Taoist." The thin old man said softly, and suddenly said with a sigh: "It's a pity that the poor Taoist doesn't know how long the Chongyang Palace can last. If there is a spirit,
If the veins are completely broken, I'm afraid everything within a thousand miles will become a place of death."
At this point, the thin old man took up the previous question and asked Xia Tian: "Just now I heard from layman Xia that Pindao has a disease, and the reason why his spiritual veins are blocked is because of this disease. I wonder if you can explain it in detail.
?”
Zhang Mingtuo was also a little confused about this, and said to Xia Tian: "I have not found any lesions on Master Ren, and they are all immortal cultivators and have passed the stage of marrow washing and bone removal. Ordinary diseases will basically be cured without treatment.
Are you sure you read that correctly?"
"Immortal cultivators are not real gods, so of course they will also get sick, and it is a specialized immortal cultivator's disease." Xia Tian said casually, "All immortal cultivators are absorbing and breathing spiritual energy, and those on earth are
Spiritual energy is quite thin and mixed, and if the skills are not advanced enough or mistakes are made during practice, it is easy to get the Immortal Cultivator's Disease."
Shi Chun asked at this time: "Brother-in-law, why don't you have the Immortal Cultivator's Disease?"
"I'm different." Xia Tian curled his lips, "Because I am a spirit of ice and fire, and my spiritual energy forms a cycle of its own. I don't need external spiritual energy to improve my realm." As he said that, he guessed what Shi Chun was going to ask next.
So he replied in advance: "You won't get this disease, because your cultivation level was improved by me."
"Oh." Shi Chun chuckled and didn't ask any more questions.
After hearing Xia Tian's answer, the thin old man pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "What do you mean, layman Xia, is there is something wrong with our Chongyang Palace's cultivation techniques?"
"I don't know about this, and I haven't seen your skills." Xia Tian said somewhat casually: "However, your Dantian Qihai has indeed gone into serious deviations. If you continue to practice, you will probably be able to master the golden elixir."
Exploded and died. In fact, your behavior of sacrificing your life to fill the spiritual vein rift is, in a sense, already saving yourself."
"I see, I've probably understood it." The thin old man didn't know what he thought of. His eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he immediately calmed down again. He said with a smile, "Thank you, Master Xia, for your explanation. I understand it now."
I’m very confused.”
"If you don't understand, let's put this aside for now." Zhang Mingtuo saw that their topic was getting more and more biased, so he couldn't help but pull it back, "The top priority now is how to solve the problem of ruptured spiritual veins. The previous method no longer works. If we let it go,
Regardless, it is estimated that in a few years, this rupture of the spiritual veins will be completely out of control."
Xia Tian thought for a while and said casually: "Actually, there is no way to solve this problem once and for all."
The thin old man couldn't help but look at Xia Tian with hope: "Oh, if you have any good ideas, Master Xia, tell me quickly. Pindao and Chongyang Palace will do their best to cooperate with you."
Xia Tian did not say it directly, but instead began to think deeply.
"If you have any other ideas, just tell me." Zhang Mingtuo pushed Xia Tian a little strangely, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, you don't have that kind of character."
"I just thought of a question." Xia Tian rolled his eyes unhappily, and then looked at the thin old man and Zhang Mingtuo, "The Hidden Immortal Conference should be the idea of the two of you."
Zhang Mingtuo was stunned for a moment, wondering why Xia Tian suddenly mentioned this.
"Yes, this is the idea of the poor Taoist." The thin old man did not hide it, nor did he intend to hide it. He said directly: "After condensing the golden elixir, the sects of the Chongyang Palace would sacrifice their lives to enter the elixir cauldron to fill the gap in the spiritual veins.
Cracked veins. It’s just that Pindao’s qualifications are not as good as those of his master and senior brothers, and he has not been able to form a golden elixir until now. In order to prevent the spiritual vein from accelerating its collapse, Pindao came up with this idea.”
The thin old man paused and continued: "There are always immortals in the world who are more qualified than Pindao. As long as you find one, Pindao will pass on the position of headmaster to him. At that time, Pindao can rest in peace and practice in seclusion.
, condensed golden elixir.”
There is actually another meaning in these words. If the thin old man cannot form the golden elixir himself, then he will definitely let the selected loose immortal condense the golden elixir and then fill the gaps in the spiritual veins.
Xia Tian suddenly chuckled. He naturally heard the hidden meaning of the thin old man's words, but he did not expose it.
"Actually, there is nothing to avoid. For the sake of the livelihood of all people in the world, some sacrifices are inevitable." Zhang Mingtuo knew Xia Tian's temperament, so he simply said openly: "The purpose of the Hidden Immortal Conference is to find a few qualified loose immortals.
, use the pure spiritual energy in the spiritual veins to help them form pills quickly, and then fill the gaps in the spiritual veins."
Ning Ruirui and Shi Chun looked at each other. Obviously they did not agree with this approach, but they also felt that they had no position to criticize it.
"I can only say that you are pretty lucky."
Zhongnan Mountain will collapse."
The thin old man looked puzzled: "Why is this?"
"This spiritual vein has been leaking for more than a hundred years, and the spiritual pressure has long been seeping into the ground. Zhongnan Mountain is completely a powder keg." Xia Tian leaned on his body, resting his head on Ning Ruirui's shoulder, lazily
He said: "You all have to be careful in your cultivation. You actually want to find outside cultivators to join in. Isn't this just throwing a spark here?"
"Then what should we do?" The thin old man was completely at a loss. "This won't work, and that won't work either. Can we just sit back and wait for death?"
Zhang Mingtuo couldn't help but urge: "If you have an idea, just say it. Why are you still trying to talk in circles with us? It's totally unlike your style."
"As the world's number one miraculous doctor, of course I have a way." Xia Tian said with a smile: "But since you mentioned the style of conduct, master, I have to ask, why should I help? Things that are not beneficial are absolutely
I can’t do it, Master, you taught me this.”
Zhang Mingtuo's eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted: "You are definitely not Xia Tian! Who are you!"