"So confident?"
"Confidence, more trust sir, what do you think of sir?" Zhong Liuchuan looked up at Jia Zizai and asked.
"How should I put it, a top-notch person." Jia Zizai said, "A person given by heaven."
"I think sir, you can live at least two hundred years old." Zhong Liuchuan said.
"How did you see it?" Jia Zizai was not particularly surprised by the number, but was curious about how the senior brother saw it.
"Feeling." Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Feel like this nonsense again?" Jia Zizi said with a smile.
"Have you met your husband's parents?"
"I've seen you a few times, what's wrong?"
"Take a closer look next time. The two old people are getting younger and younger." Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Really? I haven't paid much attention to this." Jia Zizi said after hearing this.
"And you haven't really started yet. Once you get started, you will know exactly what the teacher is teaching us." Zhong Liuchuan said calmly.
As his practice becomes more and more sophisticated, he realizes more and more how magical the breathing method that Wang Yao taught him at the beginning is. It is not only a physical exercise and improvement, but also a spiritual improvement. Zhong Liuchuan himself had a feeling that the path he was taking was probably the path to immortality in the novel.
What is the biggest difference between immortals and mortals
It's not the immortal's ability to control the wind and rain, but the immortal can live as long as the sky, that is, live as long as he lives. As he lives longer, he will naturally have more opportunities to come into contact with extraordinary things, acquire extraordinary skills, and master extraordinary abilities.
"Our power is only limited in our bodies and cannot be exerted yet. Sir's power can already communicate with this world!"
"Listening to what you said, why do I feel that it is purely destroying my enthusiasm?" Jia Zizi said with a smile.
"I don't mean this, it's just a pure sigh, and my husband has said that our practice is just to follow our heart. Here we quietly read books, chant sutras, drink tea, play chess, and watch the sun rise and set. , Yunjuan Yunshu, so leisurely and comfortable, what's wrong?" Zhong Liuchuan took a sip of tea.
"I finally understand why senior brother entered the country so quickly." Hu Mei, who came to store water for them, smiled after hearing this.
"But this state of mind is beyond our ability to compare."
"Junior sister, you've been rewarded. I'm not satisfied with your entry. But some people should seize the time and work hard." Zhong Liuchuan said to Jia Zizai with a smile.
Among the three of them, Jia Zizai's cultivation level is now the lowest. Even Hu Mei, who started at the back, has surpassed him, because Hu Mei's character is better than him, and her heart is calmer, which is in line with her spiritual practice. the gist of.
"An'an, An'an, there's nothing to be ashamed of being surpassed by your own wife." Jia Zizai said.
"Now I am not surprised by favors and humiliations, and then I will pursue that tranquil and tranquil state, just like you are now, senior brother." Jia Zizai said.
"So best."
In the medical clinic, Wang Yao was reading a medical book, which he had just purchased from the Internet and was full of errors. He was making changes and corrections while reading.
"It's really misleading that this kind of book can be published!" he sighed.
Ding, buzz, buzz, the phone on the table rang.
"It's me, um, okay." After hanging up the phone, he continued reading.
Gada, gada, the clock hanging on the wall kept ringing, and the hands rotated steadily, pointing to numbers one after another.
When the time reached half past three, there was a knock on the door outside.
Come in, Wang Yao shouted outside, and a man walked in after a moment.
"Hello, Mr. Wu." Wang Yao said.
The person who came in was Wu Tongxing, the one from the Wu family, who hadn't been here for several days.
"The old man's condition is not good." Wang Yao looked up at him and said.
"Yes, it's very bad." Wu Tongxing said.
He came here in a hurry because of his father's illness. Logically speaking, he has reached that age and can go, but these children want to try their best to let him live for two more years, even if this is The extra two years of life would have been torture for him, painful torture.
"When the time comes, why force it?" Wang Yao said.
"We still want to fulfill our filial piety." At this time, Director Wu completely lost the aura of a superior and was just a filial son.
"I can't keep up with the time. Come back tomorrow." Wang Yao said.
"Hey, thank you." Wu Tongxing was very happy when he heard that Wang Yao agreed. He was afraid that the other party would not agree this time, which would be the most troublesome thing.
"Is the old man in severe pain?"
"It's amazing."
Wang Yao said nothing, Wu Tongxing put down a cup of tea and left.
He had seen the old man from the Wu family before. He had the same disease as Wang Yilong, but the location of the disease was different, but it was more severe. In addition, he was too old now, and he was able to survive until now entirely because of his illness. The magic of Wang Yao's "spiritual medicine".
"try again."
If the old man who is now in the capital can be in this mountain village at this moment, Wang Yao can use a combination of medicine and acupuncture to cure the terminal illness of the old man with a certain degree of confidence, just like Wang Yilong is ordinary, but the identity of the other party is different after all, and it is unlikely that he will leave the capital at this time and come to such a small mountain village in a county.
"Let's make some medicine and take it." Wang Yao said secretly.
Thousands of miles away, in the capital, is the Su family.
"Brother, why are you free today?" Song Ruiping smiled and poured water for the man herself.
"I have something to ask you for help." Wu Tongrong said with a smile.
His younger brother went to Lianshan County to find the doctor. He was still not at ease, knowing the concern of that doctor and the Su family, so he found this place to visit his mother-in-law, just to get insurance.
"The old man's body?"
"Hey, it's getting worse. The doctor said it will be difficult to survive this winter." Wu Tongrong sighed.
"Brother, don't worry too much." Song Ruiping said with relief after hearing this.
"I'm here this time to ask you, sister, to say something."
"What?" Song Ruiping was startled, and in an instant she understood the other party's intention.
"You mean Xiaoyao?"
"Yes, to be honest, Tongxing may have arrived in Lianshan County at this time. I'm still worried that Dr. Wang won't help."
"Ah, that's easy to say." Song Ruiping said with a smile.
"Xiang Hua is still so busy?"
"Busy, so busy that I can't get home all day long." Song Ruiping said.
"I know he likes tea, try it."
"Thanks, bro."
Song Ruiping called Wang Yao in front of Wu Tongrong and explained the matter directly.
"I understand, Auntie, I have already met Mr. Wu." Wang Yao said on the other end of the phone.
"well."
"Don't worry, Xiaoyao said he would prepare medicine tonight."
"Hey, okay, okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Wu Tongrong sat down, said a few words, and then left.
"Madam, Mr. Wu?" the woman on the side said.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to get through this time. After all, I am over 90 years old, and I still have that kind of disease. It is already very good to be able to survive until now."
Before I knew it, it was late at night.
In the Nanshan Mountains, it is a little dim.
In the hut, firewood made a crackling sound.
The unique medicinal aroma wafted from the house.
Ganoderma lucidum, angelica root, plow grass…
Wang Yao is boiling potion.
It can clear away heat and remove fire, relieve pain and remove blood stasis, and reconcile yin and yang.
He turned over the firewood slowly and calmly, and quietly looked at the color of the Chinese medicine soup in the "Baicao Pot".
Is it possible to gather some of the aura from the mountain and blend it into this medicinal soup
This was not the first time he had thought about this question.
"Think about it and give it a try."
In the early morning of the next day, Wu Tongxing came very early, even when the door of the medical center was not open. He didn't sleep well last night. He called home after ten o'clock to ask the health doctor about his father. He was worried that something might happen to the old man whose life was hanging by a thread. He was relieved after hearing that he was safe for the time being. .
"Director, don't worry too much." The secretary who came with him comforted him softly.
"Yeah," Wu Tongxing just responded.
"It would be great if we could invite Wang Yao to the capital, but what a pity!" He sighed.
"he came."