The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 123: The Immortal in the Play, the Wandering Divine Doctor

In a deep courtyard, two people practiced martial arts.

hum!
The sword was icy cold, emitting a ray of light that penetrated into the stone and created a deep hole.

"The inner strength is released, and the mind is as strong as iron. This is the innate state. The life span of the innate state is 100 years."

There are different levels of innate realm, with the distance of internal force release being the standard.

If the internal force can be released to the extent of thirty-three feet, it is the innate great perfection.

"The next level is the Great Innate, where the inner strength is perfect and the acupoints of the body are cleansed. In addition to the inner strength, you can also worship the waterfall, forge with fire, hit with stones, and take medicine to cleanse the Great Innate body."

The strength of the body feeds back to the will.

The great innate masters have extremely sharp senses, mysterious whims, and a lifespan of 120 years.

"It seems like this is the way to prolong life in this world." Liang Yue was very satisfied in his heart, feeling that it was worth wasting his second life.

Bang!

Li Chunfeng dropped his sword, and purple internal energy burst out from three inches around his body. His muscles became knotted, his hair stood on end, and his immortal temperament was gone.

"This is the secret Purple Dragon Thunderbolt Technique!"

boom!
When he stepped on the ground with his feet, it broke into pieces.

Leaves fell and the water in the pond rippled.

boom!
Li Chunfeng leaped three feet high and smashed the tree trunk with one punch.

It sacrifices the internal energy distance and greatly increases the close combat ability.

"Good work!"

Liang Yue could tell at a glance that this was Zhang Wenzhi's version of the Purple Dragon Skill.

After the drill, Li Chunfeng took out a secret book.

This method can be used to break through to the great innate level.

Liang Yue flipped through the book casually and memorized it instantly.

Li Chunfeng took it back, tore off the first three pages, and said, "Don't be too ambitious, practice the first three levels first."

"Okay." Liang Yue took a rough look. There was no spiritual energy in this world, but the environment had changed, and the quality of his internal force had become higher.

He suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, I heard there is a Zhenwu realm above that. What realm is that?"

Li Chunfeng changed into thin clothes and took out a pot of old wine.

The two of them sat at the table and had a few sips of wine. Li Chunfeng then said:

"The True Martial Realm is nothing more than someone obtaining a secret treasure of ancient gods and demons, and gaining the power of the treasure at the cost of consuming essence and blood."

"Zhenwu, the secret treasure of gods and demons..."

Liang Yue thought for a long time.

This is a good thing.

I have a great advantage, that is, during the period of martial arts training, I have the ability to cultivate immortals.

No matter how much Zhenwu imitates, he cannot escape the process of refining internal force with qi and blood and then striking it out; this does not have incredible abilities.

Spiritual herbs, relics of gods and demons... these are good times.

Wow!
"Come on, Tongtian, have another drink."

"Okay, Brother Chunfeng." Liang Yue raised his glass in response.

The two were drunk and made an appointment to go to Mochoufang again.

The moon is above the treetops, silver light shines on the ground, and snow is falling on everything.

Chang'an Avenue is lined with rooftops and tall buildings.

The market town not far away was brightly lit.

High officials and even the common people gathered here. Some sat together to drink tea, some played toss-pot and chess; the cockfighting arena had the largest number of spectators.

Li Chunfeng went to the cockfight holding his big rooster.

Liang Yue watched with a smile on his face, placing a bet from time to time.

Under the influence of divine consciousness, the rooster's hidden injuries and certain abilities could not be hidden from his own perception, and he made money very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, he made a thousand coins.

"The people are enjoying themselves, and the times are prosperous."

The prosperous times are about having fun, gambling, and being free and easy.

Liang Yue was unknowingly absorbed in it and forgot about the outside world.

It is rare to have happiness in this world.

The corpse-reincarnating immortal does not need to practice desperately. If he is too serious, he will forget the essence of enjoying life.

clang!
The gong sounds and the show begins.

"Hurry up and grab a good seat!" Li Chunfeng was only in his early twenties, at the age when people were playful. He quickly stepped forward to clear the way and grabbed a seat in the front row.

Looking at the men and women on the stage with heavy makeup, especially those dressed in Wei and Jin costumes.

Liang Yue suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Continued from the third chapter, The Three Brothers of Liuyuan."

"The three brothers drank and talked about their lives. Liang Shanbo: My two brothers, there is a willow garden in my manor. Tomorrow, the three of us will become brothers in life and death and work together for great things. How do you think?..."

The title of this book is Biography of Heroes of Wei and Song.

The story of Liang Zhu and their brotherhood in Liuyuan is one of the excerpts.

The Southern Song Dynasty was one of the few normal dynasties in the history of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. The heroes were determined to save the Han Dynasty, but ultimately failed.

Heroic spirit and unfulfilled ambitions always make people shed tears.

The author ingeniously added everyday plots such as Liang Zhu, adding a sense of joy.

For more than ten years, this book has been extremely popular and well-received.

Li Chunfeng was fascinated by the stories. He grew up listening to these stories.

I wish I could go back to the time when we swore brotherhood in Willow Garden, swear brotherhood with all the heroes in Willow Garden, and drink with famous scholars in Qingshan Garden.

Go upstream and march north to the Central Plains.

A golden horse and an iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

"There really are gods in this world." Li Chunfeng had a vague premonition that he would be able to get what he wanted in his lifetime.

Liang Yue said nothing, his toes dug into the floor, and the three of them cried and swore to the heavens and the earth.

With the person involved still here, the scene is like an execution.

There wasn't so much tragic and heroic plot in the Liu's Brotherhood. It was just three drunken guys who suddenly wanted to become sworn brothers.

Soon, the atmosphere became lively, and Liang Yue gradually looked down on the interpretation of himself by future generations from an outsider's perspective.

The evaluation of later generations is also a kind of historical beauty.

Six hundred and twenty-four years AD.

In this scene, Liang Yue and Li Chunfeng are listening to a story. Perhaps more than a thousand years later, this place will become a movie theater. What story will be on the screen?

Liang Yue couldn't help but immerse himself in it. The torment of immortality seemed to be a kind of pleasure.

After the song was finished, all the guests left.

The two men went their separate ways.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, remember to practice diligently when you return, and don't slack off."

"it is good."

Liang Yue turned around and went home, his eyes becoming clear.

Of course, there is no need to practice diligently, as one has a soul that surpasses ordinary people.

If I still have to work hard to accumulate internal energy and strengthen my body, wouldn’t it be a waste of more than two hundred years of life?

If others are in the hell mode in the game of the previous life, then practicing martial arts for yourself is the easy mode.

Of course, there is no need to be arrogant. This is the era of human immortals. It is best to be extremely alert and pay attention to others without making others pay attention to you.

In the vernacular novels of the previous life, many old monsters were defeated by being too arrogant, so they had to be guarded against.

The night-roaming divine treasure is more agile, so let the divine treasure do the killings from now on.

After returning home, Liang Yue opened the third eye between his eyebrows, and he could check every tiny detail of his body.

Move qi and blood, take pills, and condense internal strength.

The speed of internal force conversion is extremely fast, and its quality and quantity far exceed the secret methods of the previous era.

In the courtyard, sometimes one can see the Taoist's inner force protecting his body with his muscles flexed, and sometimes one can see a breeze rising from the ground and fire illuminating the house.

626 AD.

This year, Liang Yue entered the innate realm.

The morning light is dim and the dew is wet.

Liang Yue, who had grown a little taller, opened his eyes faintly, looked at the turtle basking in the sun next to him, and said with a smile: "Xuanwu, you are eighteen years old again."

The third time was at the age of eighteen.

Xuanwu seemed to roll his eyes and continued to close his eyes and sleep.

"Okay, you stay and look after the house."

Liang Yue changed into a Taoist robe, hung a gourd around his waist, and held a long banner in his hand, with the four big words "Xuanhu Jishi" written on it.

Staggering, he rushed to Xuanwu Gate.

There might be something good to watch today.

This historic scene is definitely not to be missed.

"Long live the emperor!" All the ministers kowtowed and shouted "Long live the emperor!"

One hundred thousand people watched as the young emperor officially ascended the throne.

Mighty and extraordinary, with clothes of prosperous times.

Li Shimin ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, naming the reign title Zhenguan.

"Huh? What about the Xuanwu Gate Incident?" Liang Yue was a little surprised, then he reacted.

History has changed slightly.

Previously, force could not threaten the imperial power or affect the overall situation, so there was still room for conspiracy and intrigue.

In this era of human immortals, how could Li Shimin, the youngest great innate being, possibly play tricks on the little acquired Li Jiancheng? He simply crushed him with his strength.

Li Jiancheng became the King of Shu, and Li Shimin succeeded to the throne smoothly.

The tragedy of Xuanwu Gate never happened.

The Li Tang royal family of later generations might have been more compassionate.

Liang Yue's mouth curled up into a smile, and he murmured to himself: "The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty is due to my contribution, haha!"

From then on, he no longer interfered in the government.

Previously, his cultivation was insufficient and he could only rely on the imperial authority to protect himself.

Now he is not going to get involved in these causes and effects.

The Night Walker God appears, and this world will be more positive.

Take the fruits of later generations and seize the situation of previous gods.

"He is a miracle doctor who can save the world."

Liang Yue turned around and went back, shaking his head and pausing with every step.

The Wei and Jin dynasties were elegant, and the Tang Dynasty was peaceful.

Doctors, beggars, and craftsmen are also gods.

"Doctor, doctor, do you treat illnesses? How much does it cost?" A thin man with a rat-like face and a crooked mouth came over.

"Not a cent."

We don’t charge tourists, but we charge for staying in the hotel.

This is the rule Liang Yue set in the past few months.

"Can a crooked mouth be cured?" The thin man's eyes lit up.

"Of course. This is a symptom of excessive drinking. Drink moderately next time."

Liang Yue took out a silver needle, and before the thin man could react, he quickly stabbed him, then took out the needle and left.

"Hey? Hehe, it's done! What a miracle doctor! It's a pity that he's a fool and he doesn't even charge me for it." The thin man touched his left side.

"No, why is it tilted to the right? God! Miraculous doctor!!"

The miracle doctor is nowhere to be seen in the vast sea of people.

He is a Taoist doctor who knows everything and does good deeds everywhere. He secretly collects intelligence, searches for the evil cult, and searches for ancient relics.

I don’t charge a penny. I help when in danger and I make fun of others when they are evil.

Some people who were lame became disabled in their hands, and some who were blind became deaf.

I also met truly pitiful people, and I cured them instantly without charging a penny, which was a great merit.

Don't get involved in fighting in the martial arts world, just treat the sick.

Because of his youthful appearance, some people call him White-Faced Hua Tuo, while others say he should be called Beardless Yama.

(End of this chapter)