How can one cultivate immortality without learning modern knowledge?

But Zhou Wenju changed the subject: "Fortunately, my memory is not bad. I was fortunate enough to see it and I still remember some of it. If you are interested, young lady, we can exchange ideas."

The physician, overjoyed at having escaped a desperate situation, exclaimed, "Your magnanimity is truly my greatest fortune. I will repay you with all the knowledge and insights I have gained from studying the sacred medical texts."

Communication is a common occurrence in both literature and art.

This exchange can also be called a transaction.

The two exchanged their learning experiences with each other, which helped them improve their studies together.

However, Zhou Wenju gently shook his head: "I am not a physician, and the medical classics are like casting pearls before swine to me. I wonder if I could choose something else?"

"Change it to something else?" The healer paused slightly, "What could it be?"

She lived halfway up the mountain, and apart from her ailing body and more than twenty years of medical knowledge, she truly had nothing.

I don't want medical knowledge, I want something else. My God, please don't tell me you're interested in my body. I'm not even that interested in it myself...

Zhou Wenju said, "It's from the medical text 'The Initial Diagram of the Five Elements'!"

The medical text "Five Qi Diagrams" is widely circulated throughout the world.

However, the "Five Qi Initial Diagram" did not survive.

The reason?

It's very simple. This "Five Qi Initial Diagram" is a half-finished product on the path of cultivation, an incomplete "Five Qi Diagram". Later, through the efforts of generations of physicians, a complete "Five Qi Diagram" was finally formed. Who still remembers that initial diagram? And who needs to remember it?

Only true descendants of physicians, or those with a genuine spirit of exploration in the art of medicine, would trace back to the source and pay attention to this almost forgotten, abandoned link in the medical tradition.

The healer's face showed obvious surprise: "The 'Five Qi Initial Diagram' was merely an exploration of the Dao path before the Holy Ancestor attained enlightenment. As it turned out, it was a wrong path, and the Holy Ancestor personally corrected it. I wonder why you are interested in this diagram, young master?"

"The path once trodden by a medical sage, even if it was a wrong path, still inspires endless longing in later generations," Zhou Wenju said. "Does the young lady still remember the outline of this initial drawing?"

The Healer smiled gently: "What a coincidence! I once copied a page from the original manuscript of my ancestor. Please wait a moment, young master."

He got up, went into the wooden hut next door, and came out quickly.

In her hand was a pale yellow piece of paper.

The paper was new, and it contained no sacred power, but instead a diagram of the human body's meridians.

The paper was handed to Zhou Wenju, who bowed and accepted it, saying, "Thank you, young lady."

The healer smiled gently: "Young master, please don't thank me. Your thanks make me feel ashamed. Let's just have a normal conversation from now on."

As a direct descendant of a medical family, she could not belittle her own holy ancestor.

It cannot be said that the "Five Elements Diagram" created by the Holy Ancestor was worthless.

However, she understood it in her heart.

This "Five Elements Initial Diagram" is indeed of no value.

It was merely a failed attempt by a sage before he attained enlightenment.

Moreover, this diagram was later revised by a sage himself, which means that the person who created it had already denied its value...

She didn't want to take advantage of him.

So from now on, she and he will have a fair trade... well, a fair exchange.

He told her about the fragments of the "Huangdi Neijing" that he had obtained by chance, and she told him about her insights from her many years of research on medicine...

"Alright, let me recite the beginning I remember first..." Zhou Wenju began reciting: "The ancient sages taught their people to avoid evil influences and harmful winds at appropriate times, to maintain tranquility and emptiness, so that true qi could flow freely, and the spirit could be guarded internally, thus preventing illness. Therefore, one should have a calm mind and few desires, a peaceful heart without fear, a body that is active without fatigue, and qi that flows smoothly, allowing each person to follow their own desires..."

This is the opening chapter of the "Huangdi Neijing" that I wrote yesterday.

I only wrote the first five hundred words yesterday.

Of course, I memorized more than five hundred words today.

This back...

A full fifteen minutes!

I memorized about two thousand characters.

The physician was initially delighted, then shocked, and after a quarter of an hour, Zhou Wenju stopped.

The healer seemed to awaken from a dream.

A pair of beautiful eyes opened, filled with endless emotion: "Young master, I believe that the profoundness of this scripture is comparable to, if not greater than, the 'Medical Classic' left by our Holy Ancestor. It could even be considered as opening another door to the path of medicine, outside of the 'Classic'!"

"The essence of traditional Chinese medicine is still based on practitioners. But the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic focuses on ordinary people!" Zhou Wenju said.

"Young Master, your words hit the nail on the head!" The Immortal Physician sighed deeply. "Such a precious manual was burned to ashes by an ignorant person. There is no greater pity in the world than this!"

"Yes, there are plenty of ignorant people on Mount Huding," Zhou Wenju echoed, though it was unclear whether he had any ulterior motives.

"How much of what follows, young master, do you still remember?"

Zhou Wenju said, "The rest might not be able to be memorized like this, as they are somewhat fragmented. Why don't we discuss it together?"

"Very well, regarding your previous discussion of 'Yin-Yang and Five Elements,' our medical classics describe it as follows..."

This leads to a real discussion.

Zhou Wenju racked his brains there, trying to recall a certain conclusion from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic.

The Immortal Physician and the Sage Physician then engaged in a dialogue about their respective understandings of the same field.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the sun is already setting.

They didn't eat lunch.

The most crucial problem is that there is no food for Zhou Wenju to eat on this halfway point – water, rice, and vegetables all grow from the land of the unrighteous and absorb the energy of the unrighteous. If such food were to enter the stomach of a normal person, they would surely rebel.

The physician glanced at the sun, his eyes showing obvious reluctance: "In the blink of an eye, it's getting late. Halfway Peak is not a place for guests to stay. If you descend the peak now and return to Hexi Valley, you can probably still make it for dinner."

Zhou Wenju laughed: "No need for that. I see this mountain peak opposite us, so why don't I climb that peak tonight?"

"Since West Mountain is outside the shroud of the Daoist Qi, it's fine. However... does the young master intend to live a life of hardship and exposure to the elements?" The physician frowned slightly.

"Haven't you been living like this for the past few years, young lady?" Zhou Wenju said.

"This is incomparable. I had no other choice, but you..."

"I'm willing!" Zhou Wen stood up. "I'll come again tomorrow!"

Walking to the courtyard gate...

The healer called out softly, "Young master, please wait a moment."

Zhou Wenju stopped.

The physician went into the inner room and quickly came out, carrying a cotton quilt.

"Young Master, please take this quilt with you; it's cool at night."

Zhou Wenju's gaze fell on the quilt. It was a very clean quilt with a faint fragrance. Unsurprisingly, it was the quilt she slept in.

"No need for a blanket!" Zhou Wenju said. "I am, after all, a man, and a cultivator at that. A cool night's breeze may not bother me, but it might be..."

"I'm fine, I'm used to it..."

I'm used to it!

Such a delicate woman, a woman who looked sickly at first glance, had somehow gotten used to being in the desolate wilderness...

A sigh escaped her lips: "I'm leaving. See you tomorrow!"

He turned and left.

Of course he wouldn't take her blanket!

After leaving the courtyard, passing through the bamboo grove, and descending Bandao Peak.

By the time we reached the bottom of the peak, the sun had already set.

Although the journey was downhill, he couldn't use any of his skills because of the blockade by the power of the Dao. It was as if his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of foot binding cloth.

But it was blocked by the fog of injustice.

He immediately became lively.

As the true qi circulated, his somewhat pale face immediately became radiant.

Their eyes seemed to brighten up too.

In the darkness, a wild rabbit hopped home on a hillside ten feet away.

Zhou Wen raised his hand and held out a fallen leaf. The leaf suddenly spun around and emitted a seven-colored light.

Chi!

The fallen leaf flew out using the "Soaring Dragon Thrust" technique.

As if fired from the same gun.

The rabbit doesn't need to go home anymore. Oh, no, it's already gone back to its hometown!

Zhou Wenju strolled forward, picked up the rabbit, and walked a few steps to a nearby stream, where he skinned and cleaned it in the cool water.

This stream flows down from the western mountain at our feet.

It is a local river, and it has no evil influence.

About half an hour later, he carried the rabbit to the cliff on the south side of the West Mountain, where there was a large blue stone that looked like a soaring eagle.

Beneath our feet lies a deep valley.

The fog of the Way was extremely dense, almost condensing into water.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is the "Valley of No Way" that the village girl mentioned!

The Valley of No Way is filled with such dense power of the Dao. Does the unseen bottom of this valley truly lead to another world: the Great World of No Way?

Forget it, I haven't figured out this world yet, so I'm not going to think about that world anymore.

He raised his gaze and looked at Bandao Peak.

On the mountain peak, starlight filled the air.

His gaze was extraordinary; through the perpetual, ethereal fog, he saw two white figures on the edge of the cliff.

It was her, and the little fox she kept.

A man and a fox sat on the edge of a cliff, gazing lonely at the Hexi Valley...