Su Yun's heart moved slightly, and he waved to Chi Xiaoyao, motioning her to come over, and said calmly: "So, old Taoist priest, what is your injury?"
Chi Xiaoyao was diagnosing several miners. When they coughed, they coughed up a smell of ash. Chi Xiaoyao tried to use the pharmacology he had learned to fight this strange disease, but with little success.
The old Taoist coughed repeatedly, his breath weak: "The injuries I suffered are the injuries that only gods can suffer. Ordinary doctors can't see it at all, and they can't cure it."
"If mortals can't cure it, then don't cure it."
Chi Xiaoyao came over. The little female dragon had been exhausted from treating the injured and sick people in the city these days. She couldn't help but get angry when she heard this: "Teacher Xianyun, where did you get this old Taoist priest? Send him back to where you want. We in Xinglin Herbal Medicine Shop can't afford to serve him!"
Taoist Xianyun was in a dilemma and stepped forward to beg for mercy, saying, "Master Xiaoyao, please have pity on me. This old Taoist and I are both from the same sect, so how can I watch someone die without helping him?"
Chi Xiaoyao was just too tired these days, but he was still in a good mood. Hearing this, he said, "I was wrong. I couldn't cure the city's Jiehui disease these days, so I was a little rude. Please forgive me, teacher."
Taoist Xianyun breathed a sigh of relief, but the old Taoist was very stubborn. He rolled down from the stool with a plop, supported himself with his hands and crawled out, sneering, "If you don't want to treat it, then don't treat it! I said, my injury can't be cured by mortals! You are a little demon dragon, you don't even know what my injury is, what disease I have, how can you treat it?"
Su Yun raised his foot and quietly stepped on the corner of the old Taoist's clothes. He looked up at Taoist Xianyun and whispered, "Master, where did you pick up this old Taoist? He has a bad temper."
The old Taoist tried to climb out, but he couldn't climb up no matter what. He was so tired that he gasped for breath and shouted, "You two are quacks. You can't cure my injuries. Let me die!"
Taoist Xianyun was also helpless, and whispered: "I fought against Wu Shentong, fighting from the city to the outside of the city, and from the outside of the city to Tianshiyuan, and the battle lasted for several days and nights. Wu Shentong and I are good friends, and we are familiar with each other's skills and supernatural powers, so it is difficult to tell the winner. He turned into a robbery ash monster, and his cultivation strength is higher than mine, but my Changchun Yiqi Yuanyuan Gong is a pure Taoist old saint's unique skill, which is good at long-term battles, so I need time to wear him down."
Taoist Xianyun killed Wu Shentong, and because he was also seriously injured, he stayed in Tianshiyuan for a few days to recuperate before returning to Shuofang.
He picked up this old Taoist priest in a gutter outside Shuofang City. The old Taoist priest fell into the gutter while trying to avoid the Zhulong chariot. After he was fished out, he found that he was seriously injured.
"When I found him, he was digging a hole in the gutter. He lay in the hole and covered himself with some dead branches and leaves. He said he wanted to die silently in the gutter." Taoist Xianyun sighed.
"How pitiful." Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao felt sympathy.
Taoist Xianyun asked in confusion: "Saint Xue was also injured? Is it serious?"
The old Taoist pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
"He was badly injured and almost didn't survive."
Su Yun said: "But Saint Xue is very lucky. Doctor Dong was captured by the God King, but he had not been able to kill him yet. He was in the old no-man's land at the time, so the God King offered Doctor Dong to treat his injuries and saved him. In a few days, the saint's injuries should be healed, and then Doctor Dong will come back."
Xianyun said: "Since Doctor Dong will not be back for a few days, Master Xiaoyao should check him and prescribe some medicine to keep him alive and delay for a few days. Master Su... Master Su! Stop stepping on him!"
Su Yun then remembered that he seemed to have stepped on the corner of the old Taoist's clothes. The old Taoist was very stubborn and couldn't get up, so he lay on the ground and didn't ask him to lift his feet, just letting him step on him.
Su Yun quickly picked up the old Taoist and placed him on a soft stool. The old Taoist was very light, and holding him was like holding a goose feather.
Su Yun was surprised and carried the Taoist to the sickbed in the inner room, saying, "Master Xianyun, come and give me a hand."
Taoist Xianyun came up to them and the two men took off his Taoist robe.
The Taoist robe on this old Taoist is extremely heavy, probably weighing several hundred kilograms.
After the old Taoist's robe was taken off, it floated up from the sickbed and stuck to the ceiling!
Su Yun was amazed, took out the magic rope, tied up the old Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "We must not let the little monsters in my house find us, otherwise we must lead the old Taoist priest and let him fly in the sky while they run wildly on the street."
Taoist Xianyun thought of the naughty fox demons in Su Yun's home, nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "They will probably be tied up by Hu Buping and flown as a kite."
Su Yun asked, "Is this a Taoist technique? It can actually make the body lighter than air."
Xianyun shook his head and said, "I practice the orthodox Taoism, Changchun Yiqi. This old Taoist has made himself weightless and needs weights to stand on the ground. I have never heard of such a practice in Taoism. This practice looks very evil and is probably not the right way."
The two men tied the old Taoist priest to his sickbed with magic ropes to prevent him from flying away.
The old Taoist didn't struggle. He sneered and said, "Lighter than air? Wrong! I am carrying a weight! This is not an evil technique, but a sign of ascension! You two, who are ignorant, won't understand even if I tell you this!"
Su Yun carefully examined the wounds on the Taoist's body. He saw a wound on his chest and another wound on his back, as if someone had pierced his body with a sword.
But strangely, he didn't bleed.
Taoist Xianyun said, "Master Su, please move closer to the wound and look inside."
Su Yun leaned over to the wound, looked inside, and cried out in surprise. Taoist Xianyun's eyes flickered, and he said, "You saw it too, right? Have you ever seen such a strange wound?"
Su Yun nodded and shook his head repeatedly.
He looked inside the old Taoist's wound and saw something other than flesh and blood. The wound was extremely narrow, like a crack. Looking inside, he could actually see light!
Looking into the light, I actually saw a world of its own. In that world there was the sun, the moon, land, picturesque mountains and rivers, and beautiful scenery!
What is even more bizarre is that there are flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and beasts in the mountains and rivers. What is even more peculiar is that Su Yun also saw cities and farmhouses, and people living in them!
But at this moment, people in this world were terrified. They ran around, pointing at the sky and saying something.
Su Yun looked around and saw something flying in the sky, but the wound was too small to see what the people there were pointing at.
He thought about it, turned the old Taoist over, and looked at the wound on his back. The wound was also very small, and what he saw was not land, but the sky.
However, he could only see air leaking from the sky and nothing else.
"Isn't the injury strange?" asked Taoist Xianyun.
Su Yun looked solemn. He glanced at the old Taoist priest and hurriedly walked away. He whispered, "This old Taoist priest is probably not a human..."
"That's what I thought!"
At this time, Yingying came out from his spirit world, stood on Su Yun's shoulder, and whispered: "This old Taoist is not a human! He is just a skin bag. Inside his body is actually a country of Lilliputians. The Lilliputians have killed an old Taoist who lives in his body. Most likely, the old Taoist's body is broken, and something got in and ate these little people, so the old Taoist got sick."
Taoist Xianyun also had this suspicion and said, "I am also quite knowledgeable in medicine, but I can't cure this disease. I have never seen it before. Wait until Fatty Dong comes back and let him treat it."
Su Yun pondered and said, "I think what we need is not a doctor who can bring back the dead, but a repairman who can just patch up the wounds on his body. Maybe we also need someone who can get into the world inside his body and catch the bugs and monsters that have got into his body."
The old Taoist was looking at the rope that bound him, his eyes flickering, and he said with a smile: "I told you, this is a divine injury, you can't cure it. Who gave you this rope?"
Su Yun stepped forward, collected the immortal's request, put on the Taoist robe for the old Taoist, and said, "You stay here to recuperate first. Doctor Dong should be back soon. If he can't heal your injury, then find some repairmen."
The old Taoist grabbed the immortal rope and said with a smile, "What did the man who gave you the rope say to you? What wish of his did you fulfill?"
Su Yun took back the Immortal Rope from him and asked in surprise, "Do you know Cen Bo? He gave this to me, and he didn't ask for any wishes."
"No wishes?"
The old Taoist was extremely surprised and puzzled: "He gave you the rope without asking you to fulfill any wish? Impossible! Unless you stole it! However, if you stole it, he would definitely get it back. Could it be that he really gave it to you... When I die, I will go to the ghost market and ask him about it! Fortunately, I will die soon!"
Su Yun shook his head and said, "You can't find Uncle Cen. Uncle Cen has already left the ghost market. He left before my eyes recovered..."
At this time, Chi Xiaoyao called out: "I'm too busy, come and give me a hand!"
Su Yun responded, left the old Taoist and walked out.
The old Taoist was struck by lightning, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. His eyes flickered, and he whispered, "It's impossible for Old Man Cen to give this treasure away without any wishes. It's strange. He left the ghost market without any obsession. He would not have any obsession if his wish was fulfilled. This kid must have fulfilled one of his wishes..."
Taoist Xianyun hesitated for a moment and advised: "Master Su thought that there was a Lilliputian country living in your body, and didn't know that you were practicing evil methods, but you can't hide it from me. You... you should turn over a new leaf!"
The old Taoist was surprised and laughed, "You are the Wild Crane Taoist? The notorious Wild Crane Taoist in the martial arts world, you actually persuaded me to turn over a new leaf? I heard that you were originally a white crane in Wuyuan Temple, and you often listened to sutras in Wuyuan Temple. Over time, you became psychic and achieved something. Unfortunately, you are a demon Taoist, and you want to practice demon arts, so you set off a flood, flooded Fengcheng, killed thousands of people, and took the people's spirits to practice your demon arts. The Taoists in Wuyuan Temple saw through your evil plan, but you killed many of them, and even the master of Wuyuan Temple died in your hands."
Taoist Xianyun looked gloomy and turned to walk out.
"Your teacher, the head of Wuyuan Temple, practiced magic and caused a flood that submerged Fengcheng. He used the souls of the people to practice magic."
The old Taoist said calmly behind him: "You saw through his hypocrisy, killed him in anger, and saved the people. Why don't you speak out?"
Taoist Xianyun's body stiffened and he stopped.
The old Taoist said, "You couldn't bear the curse on the Wuyuan Temple master after his death, and you couldn't bear the destruction of Wuyuan Temple because of it, so you bore the curse yourself and let people hunt you down, so you fled to Shuofang, and you teach here, and teach some little monsters how to practice."
Taoist Xianyun turned around and said calmly, "I am a demon, so it is natural for me to practice demon arts. I listened to the sutras in Wuyuan Temple. Although I practiced the orthodox Taoist techniques, demons are hard to tame. What's so surprising about me killing people to practice my skills? I killed people, and it has nothing to do with my teacher."
"Aren't monsters also human?"
The old Taoist lay back on the sickbed and said with a smile: "The spirit of every monster is the spirit of a human. But the spirit of a human is not necessarily the spirit of a human. You see a world inside me, thinking that I capture the spirits of people to practice magic, and trap the spirits of these people for my own use. You don't have the heart to kill me, is it because I remind you of your teacher, the Master of Wuyuan Temple?"
Taoist Xianyun fell silent.
"Your teacher, the Master of Wuyuan Temple, is my disciple."
The old Taoist said calmly, "His method is wrong, but our method is definitely not evil. On the contrary, our method is the most authentic Taoist method!"
"Bullshit! What you practice is all evil!"
Taoist Xianyun walked out and said coldly: "My Changchun Gong is the most authentic Taoist method!"
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