Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Fu Ximeng didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked up at the sky for a while and then gave Mu An a deep look.

"Do you know? More than forty years ago, among the entire generation of Medicine King Valley, Junior Brother was the most talented in medicine."

Unlike me, who inherited the medical skills of my elders, his medical theories took a completely different path, bringing a new direction to the lifeless Medicine King Valley.

One year, around the time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, we sat together on the mountain, watching the petals fall.

We talked about our dreams, and he told me that his greatest wish in life was to pass on the medical theories he had created and to open up a new path for the field of medicine.

He is willing to pay any price to achieve this dream.

Fu Ximeng paused for a moment, then lowered her head slightly, her voice becoming much softer.

"Perhaps he was too young. I asked him then whether his dream was more important or whether I, his senior, was more important."

My junior brother hesitated for a long time, stammering and refusing to answer, which made me so angry that I didn't want to talk to him for a long time.

Which girl doesn't want to hear nice things? Why won't you even lie to me?

As night fell, walking down the mountain, he quietly approached me, apologizing as he answered my questions.

The voice paused again, and Fu Ximeng looked up at Mu An.

"Guess what the answer is?"

Mu An did not answer, and the person who asked the question did not expect to get an answer. She turned her head to look in the direction of Lin'an Hall, her voice trembling slightly.

"I secretly went to check on them when I arrived, and the doctors at Lin'an Hall have already developed their own unique style..."

……

At noon, at Lin'an Hall.

"Madam, your pulse is perfectly normal, and your breathing is steady. Are you sure you really have a serious illness?"

The woman sitting in the chair did not withdraw her hand. She simply placed her hand on the table and looked at Lin Fusheng, the eldest disciple of Lin'an Hall, who was sitting opposite her, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone.

"There's no doubt about it. This is the conclusion reached by the physicians of Medicine King Valley. Would you like to take another look, young doctor?"

For a fleeting moment, looking at the young woman opposite him, Lin Fusheng felt that he had encountered someone looking for trouble.

He had rarely seen anyone so healthy, but the other person's gentle tone made him feel that it was unlikely that the person was trying to cause trouble.

Thinking about how the patient said that the doctors at Yaowang Valley could diagnose the illness, Lin Fusheng felt somewhat resentful.

Medicine King Valley is indeed powerful, but he has studied medicine for thirty years and has some skill. There's no reason why he wouldn't be able to see anything.

He calmed himself down, focused all his attention, and gave Fu Ximeng another diagnosis.

He used all his knowledge, except for methods that required being impolite, but still couldn't find anything wrong with it.

After observing for a long time, Lin Fusheng still chose to tell the truth.

"Madam, I cannot diagnose your condition based on the most basic diagnosis alone. If you do not mind, we can go to the inner room for further examination, and perhaps we can find out something."

Before Fu Ximeng could give an answer, Lin Fusheng added another sentence.

"However, I personally still suggest that you seek medical treatment at Medicine King Valley. Compared to Medicine King Valley, we are still far inferior. Even if something is diagnosed, we are afraid that we do not have the ability to treat it."

Seeing that Lin Fusheng's attitude was sincere and he did not try to show off, Fu Ximeng smiled.

Those who practice medicine should avoid comparing themselves to others or showing off their abilities, as countless geniuses lack the courage to admit their own shortcomings.

She reached out and patted Lin Fusheng on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged. It's been a problem for over forty years. Even if your master came in person, he wouldn't be able to figure it out."

"You've done very well. I've observed you for half an hour, and with your medical skills, you'd be worthy of an elder position even in Medicine King Valley."

The elder's actions towards the younger generation, along with these strange words, made Lin Fusheng's body stiffen.

He looked closely at the person in front of him, only to find that the other person's gaze was not on him, but rather on the other side.

Following the line of sight, Lin Zhimin, who was as thin as a rake, was leaning against the door, quietly watching this side.

"Master, why have you come out?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, junior brother, you've lost a lot of weight."

After a long while, the hoarse voice finally rang out in the room.

"My senior sister is still the same as she was back then..."

Under Lin Fusheng's astonished gaze, Fu Ximeng took a few steps forward and extended her fair right hand.

"The peach blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom. Junior brother, would you be interested in accompanying your senior sister to take a look?"

"it is good"

"Do you have a wheelchair? I'll push you over there."

After he finished speaking, Lin Fusheng, whose mouth was agape, finally recovered from his shock. He looked at the young Fu Ximeng for a moment, then at the old Lin Zhimin for a moment, and finally hurriedly found a wheelchair.

Finally, he stood at the entrance of Lin'an Hall, watching Fu Ximeng push her wheelchair and disappear at the end of the street.

His apprentices gathered around him and started chattering.

"Grandmaster's senior sister? My God! How can she be so young!"

"She looks about the same age as my older sister, how does she maintain her youthful appearance?"

"Alright, alright, stop gossiping and go back to your work. Little Five and Little Six, have you memorized the herbal medicine book I told you to? You must be able to identify three hundred kinds of herbs this month. If you can't, you can expect a beating with the ruler!"

Lin Fusheng turned and glared at his two youngest apprentices, who shrank back in shock.

"Master, just for a little while, let's rest for a bit."

"Go memorize your lessons!"

"well"

Amidst sighs, the two young apprentices walked with long faces toward where the medicinal herbs were kept. Halfway there, the seven-year-old Xiao Liu suddenly stopped, sniffed the air, and sniffed for a long time.

"It has a faint fragrance, and it smells quite nice."

"Where's that smell coming from? Go memorize your lessons!"

"Okay! Okay! I'm going now."

……

Anshan, ten miles of peach blossom forest.

As the sun sets, a gentle mountain breeze blows.

Amidst the rustling sounds, petals fluttered and danced in the air, scattering and dotting the earthen mountain path.

A young-looking woman pushes an elderly man through a path strewn with fallen petals.

She would take a deep breath every now and then, with a blissful, intoxicating feeling.

"I never imagined there was such a beautiful place here."

"Ten years ago, Mu saw some peach trees here and suddenly had a whimsical idea to create a peach orchard."

In spring, one can admire the flowers; in autumn, the fruit ripens; and if needed, peach wood swords can be made to ward off evil spirits. That's how this peach grove came to be.

"He's an interesting person, though."

Upon reaching the highest point, the wheelchair stopped, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, illuminating the two individuals.

Fu Ximeng stopped and whispered in Lin Zhimin's ear.

"When we were in the valley, we often watched the peach blossoms together like this."

The voice paused slightly, taking on a teasing tone.

"Back then, my junior brother was like a block of wood. I told him I couldn't climb trees, but he said I was lying."

I told you my legs were sore, and you actually said my cultivation level was higher than yours, and if you weren't tired, then I certainly couldn't be.

"Back then, I was almost driven mad by you, junior brother. I wanted to punch you on the spot, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt it wasn't a good idea. After all, I'm used to getting angry with you, and it wouldn't hurt to do it once or twice."

The person in the wheelchair was slightly taken aback. He looked up and met those smiling eyes.

Those eyes were full of smiles and tenderness, but Lin Zhimin could clearly see that beneath the smile lay a calm as still as water.