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The pier that year has been repaired once, and the moored river boats are endless. But today the boatmen who are resting on the shore are no longer discussing the spring exam, but the kindness of Baicaotang.

"Baicaotang has applied medicine again today, saying it will be for one month in a row."

"Really? How much money does that cost?"

"I heard that the boss is a rich family and doesn't care about money."

"No, I heard from the neighbors that he is a skilled doctor and has great medical skills."

The boatmen chatted with each other, like a lullaby, which made Cheng Jun sleepy.

He thought of seeing the immortal again last night, so he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He was lying in the boat, shaking with the waves, and couldn't stop his sleepiness.

Alas, why is the sun coming soon and I haven’t seen those two guys…wait.

Cheng Jun's sleepiness disappeared immediately.

With the status and status of the Lu family and the prime minister, what I really want to do is definitely much better than him, a idle scholar. Now that people have not come, it is impossible that they are stuck by things, nor that they are dying of illness.

There is only one possibility.

Intentionally.

Cheng Jun couldn't help but wonder why they did this. When they were not so arrogant that they deliberately made the face of an immortal, could they have arranged something and wanted to take the opportunity to do something?

The danger is closed.

Prince Lu stood beside his old father, whose hair was white, and his eyes were wandering around the soldiers training in the military camp.

The number of soldiers in this team was only 800, but in addition to the ordinary swords, guns and shields, there was also a special dark bag around their waists, filled with talismans.

The soldiers divided into two teams to practice. The front one held a shield with a spiritual pattern, and the left and right wings were vanguards holding spears. The back four people were responsible for the final cut and beheading with knives. The middle one held an arm crossbow from time to time.

Zhang Fulu posted on the arrow and shot it out.

The "defense" talisman shoots upwards and can open a shield that lasts up to ten breaths. The "fire" talisman shoots forward and can instantly burst out a huge fireball. The "fast" talisman cooperates with poisonous arrows, harvesting human heads from a distance is not a dream.

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The sound of killing shook the sky, and the blood and energy echoed.

Prince Lu's eyes showed satisfaction. He did not rush to Yanyu City, but stayed in the military camp, just to show the immortals the results of the training over the past ten years.

First, I report on my work and prove that I have not slacked off for ten years; second, I plan to test the tone of an immortal in this way and see if this team of soldiers can receive some attention in front of the monks.

At the same time, Zhang Xiangguo did not go to Yanyu City, but instead patrolled the rice fields like an old farmer wearing a straw hat and carrying the sun.

He is not young this year, with a white hair and beard, but compared to his confusion ten years ago, he is now old and can still eat a bowl of rice in one meal and is in great spirits.

Today, Zhang Xiangguo also has his own thoughts when he comes to such a place.

The way to govern the country is based on agriculture and sericulture.

There are too many disasters that affect agriculture. First of all, there are floods and droughts. Whenever you encounter them, there are mostly no particles and refugees everywhere. Secondly, there are also many snow, hail, and locust plagues.

But with the talisman, it cannot be said that the disaster losses were eliminated, at least 30%.

It looks small, but it is tens of millions of lives.

Not only that, last year, someone from the Imperial Hospital came up with a way to use purified talismans in the epidemic, which greatly reduced the number of infections and far fewer people died of illness than in the past.

Zhang Xiangguo did not have a vision of transcending the times, but he had the intuition of a politician. He vaguely felt that spiritual patterns would inevitably change the world in the future.

As he got old, his power and status had reached the extreme, so it was impossible to go further. Therefore, his desire for fame and fortune was fading away when he was young, and what he wanted was to make contributions to the country and keep his wealth in history.

So he tried his best to go to Yanyu City, and wanted to bring Yin Miaomiao over to see the hardships of the farmers. He moved him with emotion and asked her to keep the books for a few more years to benefit more people.

I have to say that he made a mistake that a man would make: seeing that he was a woman, he thought she was easily soft-hearted.

But none of these matter.

Yin Miaomiao had no plans to go to the dock to wait for others again.

Cheng Jun at the dock, Prince Lu in the military camp, and Zhang Xiangguo in the farmland, all felt abnormal at the same time.

The sounds around him faded away like a tide, the colorful colors in his vision were distorted, and the whole person seemed to be separated from the world and entered a gap between virtual and real.

Before they could be frightened, their bodies suddenly lightened and they rose to the sky. The houses, fields, and people quickly shrank, and the world was vast, which was so shocking that people could not speak.

Soon, my body stopped, and I looked at my feet and saw white clouds.

Cheng Jun took a breath with excitement. He never expected that in his lifetime, he could fly over the clouds and look down at this vast world.

He was throbbing and turned around like a top: "I am in heaven, in heaven!"

"It's just your soul." On the white clouds, the clear light outlined Yin Miaomiao's figure. She sat lazily, holding her head, "Be quiet, it makes me feel a headache."

"Yes, yes." Cheng Jun was extremely humble and looked into the distance greedily, as if he wanted to imprint everything he saw into his heart and never forget it for the rest of his life.

Prince Lu and Zhang Xiangguo were not as exposed as him, but their trembling hands and inactive attitude were enough to prove that they were not calm at the moment.

Yin Miaomiao did not urge him, and waited for a while before saying, "The deadline has arrived."

Cheng Jun had no psychological burden at the most, so he calmed down and said, "The monks regarded mortals as ants, but now mortals can also use spiritual power. Although their personal power is insufficient, they have already used external power to make up for it. Therefore, I have a luxury idea, and I would like to ask the monks to do so.

Treat us and other mortals as compatriots, love and cherish them."

Yin Miaomiao is unquestionable.

These words were said very simple, without being too flattered, without being servile, without being inflated, and without being mentally swelling. In general, they were told a few big truths from the perspective of mortals.

The only problem is that it is a bit of a matter of course.

The word "care" means that you want the monk to change your mind, which is like dreaming during the day.

But naturally she would not express her opinion, but instead looked at the other two.

Prince Lu and Zhang Xiangguo exchanged gazes invisibly. Ten years ago, the two sides had no friendship, but they got very close over the years, which was the behind-the-scenes group that controlled the government.

In other words, there is a tacit understanding.

At present, Zhang Xiangguodao: "I heard that monks also have mortal origins. It is not easy to practice Taoism, and it is difficult to take care of their families. The government has policies to treat their relatives and families well." After a pause, he said, "If you can repay your hometown, you will benefit your hometown

Neighbors, the court will take good care of it.”

A subtle smile appeared on Yin Miaomiao's lips.

Sometimes, monks’ political vision is indeed not as good as ordinary people. They have been doing this all their life, touching people’s hearts thoroughly.

Zhang Xiangguo said this to win over monks from the mortal world. People are not plants and trees. The government can treat their relatives well. The monks must be grateful. The sects will also think that this will help disciples let go of their worldly ties and concentrate on practicing Taoism.

To give an interesting example, Jun Changfeng was taken away from learning Taoism, and Yaotao was at home to support her parents, and life was very hard. Therefore, Jun Changfeng felt guilty and grateful to Yaotao, so he was tolerant of everything.

The couple were a little extreme, but just think about it, if the government took care of his parents after Jun Changfeng left, and gave rice and charcoal to the elderly every month, and gave his wife a dowry, and remarried in a glorious way, how could there be any future happening?

Don’t underestimate the word “dirty relationship”. More than half of the monks are from the mortal world.

Zhang Xiangguo's backbone did not soften this time. The monk left and just "treated" and was "honored" when he could do something for the mortal world when he came back.

Just like having to borrow books when you get a chat, you can only continue to have a relationship with each other. When monks and mortals have interactions, it will not be that difficult to deepen their feelings.

"Where are you?" Yin Miaomiao looked at the last person.

Prince Lu said in a deep voice: "South of Nanping, red tides are coming every year, and it is hard to tell. There are monsters and people who eat in the mountains and forests in the east. People are living in poverty. There is an endless desert in the west. There is no return to the ten places. I am not willing to wait for the talent.

The foreman is still peaceful.”

Tsk, this is also because I did my homework in advance and found the monk to understand the situation.

The cultivation world is not a peaceful and carefree place. Needless to say, the battle between Taoist demons is the cause of disaster. Monsters have been causing trouble for many years, so all major sects take it as their responsibility to kill demons and eliminate evil. Basically, it is inevitable that qi cultivation and foundation-building cultivators will go down the mountain to experience it.

There will be similar mandatory tasks.

Prince Lu’s words said: We have people, we have soldiers, we can help you fight!

It seems that after the spiritual pattern, their morale has increased day by day.

Yin Miaomiao was a little relieved, but he had to be realistic when doing things: "You?" There is no need to be contemptuous. It is enough to ask a few words of rhetoric.

Prince Lu's blood surged and immediately said, "Please move and look."

"What's the point of being a little bit?" Yin Miaomiao still looked lazy and said carelessly, "If I hadn't wanted to hurt innocent creatures, I could let you see who you were talking to.

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Prince Lu gritted his teeth and said, "Please wait for me to see more."

Yin Miaomiao glanced at him and chuckled, "Okay, let you know what it means to have heaven outside and recognize how much you have."

She snapped her fingers and stuffed her memory of the fire forbidden technique in Liangzhou and put it into their minds.

Above the vast and boundless huge city, dark clouds were covered with ghosts. A huge fireball rose slowly from the city, and the red flames swept through the entire city in an instant.

The building was destroyed, the earth shook and cracked, and all demons and monsters were gone.

The three people present were poured with a bucket of ice water in early spring. The boiling blood suddenly cooled down, and their ambitions disappeared without a trace, leaving only deep shock and undestroying fear.

Is this still human power?

Is the monk so scary?

It's strange, it's clearly the soul body, but they feel sweaty, and their clothes are soaked in sweat, and their whole body is like fishing out of water.

After Yin Miaomiao finished frightening, he began to comfort him again: "Although your strength is no different from fireflies, I am very happy that I have this intention."

Similar slap and red dates, Zhang and Lu have to do it many times in their lives. However, under the suppression of life and death, their performance is not much better than that of ordinary people.

I was also frightened before, and my two trembling trembled. I felt relieved now and felt deeply that I had a life of disaster.

"In the past ten years, you have changed a lot. You have mastered the power that did not belong to you, and realized that the world is far wider than you see." Yin Miaomiao said slowly, "But this is just the beginning, how to go in the future

It depends on yourself.”

She no longer commented on their ideas and even refuted them like she did last time. This is not how amazing the mortals have achieved, but Zhang Xiangguo said that the monks do not understand the affairs of the mortal world, and the direction is to guide the direction.

It's true that interfering in will only make mistakes.

She doesn't think her level of governance is so exquisite.

Only some points can be raised.

"How bright the fireflies can emit is not how kind the sun is, but how hard it works." She took a mouthful of chicken soup, feeling a little weak, and added a practical sentence, "The right must be fought for by yourself, and others will never be able to do so."

Will give alms kindly."

The three of them were silent for a moment and sighed: "I've been taught."

"The road ahead is long, everyone should take care of it." After she said that, she asked everyone to hold up the white clouds and fell slowly, just like leaves falling butterflies dancing. "Don't forget what I said, you have to walk the road in the future.

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White clouds pass by, and green mountains and flowing water comes into view again.

But I saw tens of millions of buildings and rice fields stretching. Vendors and pawns carrying shoulder poles and walking through the busy and lively streets. The shepherd boy rode on the back of a cow. The song of the picnic flute was crisp and loud.

The mighty military camp sounded like a killing sound, the hard-working farmers smiled, and the boatmen came rowing and singing lively and bold mountain songs.

In the blink of an eye, I returned to the world.

They raised their heads, and thoughts flashed through their hearts, but their hands touched the treasured books at the same time. However, their tentacles were empty and there was nothing.

The immortal took back his gift and returned the earthly tomorrow to the mortals.

OK.

Above the nine heavens, Yin Miaomiao looked down at the world and smiled slightly.

There shouldn't be an industrial revolution in this world, but it doesn't matter. Each world has different excitement. The fourteen continents of Penglai... will have their own cultivation civilization.

Yesterday was the last day of medication. Li Ming and the doctors and apprentices in the pharmacy shop were busy for a whole month and finally they were able to have a good sleep.

However, although the body is tired, everyone is in good spirits. Not only does it temper medical skills, but it also gives people the reward of leaving the fragrance of roses and hands, it is also very impressive.

That night, he slept extremely sweetly.

The next day, Li Ming was still sleeping, but noisy sounds came from his ears. He stretched out his eyelids with difficulty, and heard the streets outside seemed to be boiling, and he couldn't help but be confused.

"Brother, brother." Li Lin slapped the door, "Get up quickly, something big happened."

Li Ming suddenly woke up and quickly put on his robe and ran out: "What's wrong? But is it water?"

Li Lin's face showed a complex color that was intertwined with incredible and shock: "It's Baicaotang..."

"What happened to Dr. Ye?" Li Ming rushed to the street. The yard they rented was not big. The only advantage was that it was very close to Baicaotang. Without a stick of incense, he arrived at the door of Baicaotang.

The next moment, Li Ming, like the people who surrounded the three layers of the inner and the outer layers, showed a shocked expression of "Who am I, what happened where I am?"

Why are everyone collectively confused?

I really can't say that I have a narrow vision and no knowledge.

Last night, the Baicaotang was still fine. The front door was swept cleanly, with no more moss on the walls, and the guise hanging under the eaves drifting in the wind.

If you have to say that there is any difference, only Dr. Ye said that everyone has worked hard in the past month and there is no need to leave anyone on duty at night. They are all on holiday and asked everyone to go home.

However, in just one night, no, Baicaotang disappeared in the middle of the night.

It was either someone took the plaque or burned out. In fact, the entire second-entre yard disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a tree of peach blossoms.

Under the colorful peach blossoms, the plaque of Baicaotang leaned against the root of the tree, and there was a medicine basket next to it, with a volume of old books in it, entitled "Collection of Hundred Herbs and Prescriptions".

The scene was like a dream and a fairyland. It was no wonder that the people on the scene were stunned and didn't know what to do.

After a long time, someone suddenly said, "Everyone disappeared without a sound, Doctor Ye... is an immortal."

"Yes, yes, that's right." The neighbors came alive and talked a lot, "Doctor Ye is kind and generous, and he is also skilled in medical skills. He must be an immortal who descended to earth."

"Then isn't this the immortal fate given by the immortal?" Someone shouted loudly and woke up the dreamer with a loud voice.

The stunned melon-eating crowd suddenly became excited, and rushed forward and backward to squeeze under the peach tree, all wanting to be the first to get the prescription collection.

Li Ming accidentally tripped and slowed down, watching the aunt who was rushing to the front reach out to her hand.

Something surprising happened. Her fat finger touched the book, but she walked through it, like a moon catching in the water, touching nothing.

She didn't give up and grabbed it again, and also passed through nothingness.

"Auntie, you have no immortality." When others were overjoyed, they hurriedly chased after him.

Neither.

Of course, the others were overjoyed. They all felt that the immortal fate must be theirs, and they squeezed over one by one, but they all became empty.

Li Ming was surrounded by the crowd and approached step by step. He heard his heart pounding in his chest, and his fingers trembled constantly.

It's approaching, it's approaching.

When his fingertips touched the smooth paper page, he swallowed and reached out to grab it. There was a heavy object in his palm. What wasn't it?

"Brother Li, can you take it? Show me." A man suddenly rushed out from behind and was about to take it.

Li Ming couldn't dodge, touched the book along his hand, and then... passed through.

"Huh??" The other party was shocked.

Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly: "It's yours, it's yours, it's useless if it's not yours." He said that he wanted to pick up the medicine basket as a souvenir, but he saw the "Collection of Hundred Herbs" on the basket.

I was still there, without any change, and I couldn't help but be stunned again.

In a daze, the old doctor who was sitting in the hall arrived, grabbed the book with his trembling hands and picked it up.

"I understand." Li Ming understood, and his passion surged into his eyes and said loudly, "Doctor Ye wants to pass on medical skills to the world, and those who are destined to be able to obtain it."

The world is bright and the voices of young people are spreading all over the corners.

In an instant, the noisy and crowded crowd seemed to be controlled by a puppet line, and they all calmed down.

In the silence, the old man Wang, who had been kind to Baicaotang, knelt down, the 70-year-old laundry woman knelt down, the ignorant child was held in his arms by his mother, and also knelt down... Soon, the chaotic crowd knelt down into a black slap

Pressing down a lot of people.

They lowered their heads, bent over and bent their knees, but they did not force themselves to do it under the suppression of power, but they offered their gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

Over the past ten years, little bits of kindness have also been brought together into a stream, let alone the great kindness of saving people and living?

Li Ming remembered the pains and sorrows of the poor who lived on the streets, and the care and teachings he had over the past ten years, tears rolled down.

He kowtowed and said secretly, Doctor Ye, if you don’t abandon me, I will teach me medical skills. I will carry it forward, learn from you to save the world and save people, pity the poor and the hardships, and never let down the grace of cultivation.