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Chapter 339 Chapter 382: The clone explodes in death!Mortal Miracle Doctor Chen Qingniu (please vote for me)
Taking people as a mirror, you can understand the gains and losses.

Between gains and losses, there are ups and downs of mood.

Looking at the mortal life in the immortal world, Chen Dengming seemed to have undergone a baptism of mortal journey.

He did not return to the sect after a quick glance. He couldn't wait to quickly enter the Heart Hall to continue to receive the inheritance and improve his strength.

The improvement and calmness of his state of mind allowed him to experience peace and return to his true nature, without rushing for success.

The world has heard that the Buddha sat under the bodhi tree and cut meat to feed the eagles. He sacrificed his life to become a benevolent person and finally achieved enlightenment.

There are also great Confucians who traveled around the world, cultivated their mind and nature, and became saints in one day.

There is a scholar who studies heaven and man, has great uprightness, and composes a poem in seven steps. Once he embarks on the path of cultivating immortality, he will form a golden elixir, and golden lotuses will flow from the ground.

Regardless of whether these rumors are true or false, Chen Dengming now feels the same way.

The improvement of his state of mind will not let his cultivation level drop much in the future, which seems to confirm the key point of "sometimes manpower is exhausted, but the mind has no limit".

Immediately, he left an immortal clone to sit in the sect.

I went to the mortal world alone to live with many mortals and experience the unique and interesting mortal life. I only occasionally entered the human heart palace to observe the state of the Soul-Eating Old Demon and the Holy Mother of Beiyin with my mind.

The former is now limited by the level of strength that has not yet returned to its heyday, and is often invaded into his mind many times without even realizing it.

Often inadvertently, a lot of information about the demon sect is betrayed.

Even the last time the intelligence of the Six Paths of the Demon Palace was leaked, which led to the counterattack monk alliance's victory, it was exactly as Chen Dengming expected, causing the Six Paths of the Demon Palace to launch a fierce high-level rectification and self-examination.

As a result, there was no reason for the soul-devouring old devil, a senior devil who had rebuilt the Nascent Soul, to be suspected.

After all, even he himself didn't know that he had leaked information, so there was no way he could be exposed.

However, although this kind of incident did not uncover the culprit in the end, it also caused panic among the six demon sects and planted the seeds of distrust among each other.

In addition, the inner fire of the Holy Mother of Beiyin also gradually showed signs of fluctuation.

This means that as time goes by, the extremely cautious Virgin Mary of Beiyin gradually relaxes her protection of the soul and begins to relax.

This is naturally a good sign, which means that Chen Dengming will have an easier time dealing with this difficult old woman in the future.

In addition to observing the two, Chen Dengming also did not neglect to maintain contact with the fierce ghost Zhu Xun.

Since the fierce ghost Zhu Xun discovered the traces of the small formation spirit more than a year ago, the fierce ghost Zhu Xun has entered the Styx many times to investigate and search.

The River Styx has a vast territory and a long origin. Its basin extends almost to the entire world under the Yinquan, no less than the four seas in the human world.

The ghost land is actually part of the land exposed on the surface of the Styx River. It is composed of the rarer Yin soil. The total area is less than [-]% of the Styx River. It is occupied by many Yinquan ghost kings as territory.

There are 81 Yin springs distributed on the Yin earth, which are the only channels between ghosts and the human world.

Therefore, from the time when Meng Gui Zhuxun discovered the clues related to the little formation spirit to entering the River Styx to search for it step by step, he was actually just walking the old path that the little formation spirit had walked in the past, following the path he had left behind. Search for clues and traces in the vast river of Styx.

It is naturally difficult to achieve results in such a short time.

Unless the spirit of the little formation spirit has not gone far and left traces wherever it is, it will be waiting in that area for a long time.

Chen Dengming once felt happy and excited when he heard the news about Xiao Zhenling and Xu Wei.

But now, as Zhu Xun continues his in-depth search, this excitement has gradually faded.

He was fully mentally prepared, and it would be difficult to find the two spirits and Xu Wei in the vast River of Styx in a short period of time.

I only hope that Zhu Xun can find a further path under the Yinquan, condense the ghost infant as soon as possible, and be promoted to the ghost king.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than six years have passed.

It is the time of golden autumn when the pines and cypresses are as green as flowing water and the red leaves are as red as fire.

Between the Mingyun Mountains, a spiritual light quickly passed through the mountains, spreading out with strong spiritual power, and instantly penetrated into the gorgeous mountain forests.

But before he could escape far, another stream of light quickly approached and surrounded him from several directions. The spiritual power emitted by each one was only strong but not weak. They were three golden elixir major cultivators.

Two of them deployed flying swords and magic weapons to kill the fleeing aura figure.

"Who is this fellow Taoist? Give up your resistance immediately!"

"A group of traitors!"

The fleeing figure was instantly surrounded by dazzling silver light, turning into a little giant nearly ten feet tall. The muscles in his body swelled rapidly, and the knots were like the roots of an old tree. Countless blue and black blood vessels were bulging and entangled like earthworms.

A powerful and obscure aura filled the air along with the crazily rising momentum.

"what?"

"This is?"

The expressions of the three people surrounding them all changed.

With a "clang" sound, a big hand with veins wrapped like a chain directly punched away the incoming flying sword. A gap appeared on the edge of the fist, but it was quickly restored by spiritual energy.

boom! ——

This fierce and gigantic figure was like a crazy carriage. It suddenly rushed in front of one of the golden elixir cultivators and grabbed it with his big hand.

Hum! ——

The surrounding hundreds of feet of air seemed to suddenly collapse into a deep pool, and extremely powerful suction force burst out from the silver light hand, even immediately affecting the spellcasting status of the three golden elixirs.

The supernatural power of human beings - the soul-eating skill!

The person being surrounded was actually Chen Dengming's martial arts clone.

"what--"

The golden elixir monk who was the first to bear the brunt roared angrily, and the talisman in front of him erupted into a circle of dazzling thunder, shaking open the suction vortex.

But his body just retreated under the impact, and a fist glowing with silver light had already struck domineeringly, blasting out a highly condensed air column.

The strong danger caused the Golden Core cultivator's complexion to change drastically, but he only had time to quickly activate the protective robes.

boom! !

The violently condensed silver fist was like a spiral, tearing apart the protection of the cassock in an instant. The clothes were instantly torn and shattered, turning into countless rags.

"Wow -" Jin Dan's body felt like it was being shocked by electricity, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest collapsed with a cracking sound, and a large amount of blood mist burst out through the pores on the opponent's back.

"Clang! Clang!—"

At this moment, an extremely heavy yellow bell emitted sound waves like a bell and a bell. It shook the air and roared. It hit the little giant figure emitting silver light, and ripples bloomed in the air wherever it passed.

The martial arts clone suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure. After being covered by the yellow light released by the bell, it was like a huge mountain was pressing down on his head, not to mention the shocking sound waves.

A thought turned into a command, suddenly born in the mind of the martial immortal clone.

Blow up!

A vast force suddenly emerged from the body of the Martial Immortal like a raging sea wave, and the many spiritual energy that had just been swallowed and absorbed by the Spirit Devouring Technique exploded.

click-click-

Immediately, clear cracks appeared on the skin of Wu Xian's clone like broken glass, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared, exuding an extremely dangerous and terrifying aura of death.

"not good!!"

The faces of the three Jindan major cultivators changed wildly.

boom! ! ——

There was a violent tremor on the ground and in the air.

An overwhelming force surged and spread in an instant, surging like the rolling Yangtze River. It seemed to break through the dam and pour in all directions, forming a violent and translucent annular shock wave.

Suddenly, the entire mountain forest was raging with wind and waves forming a wall within a hundred feet radius, and the stream rolled back and filled the sky.

Countless rocks and sand were lifted up by the shock wave and traveled everywhere like random arrows.

Big trees as thick as each other's arms also rose up from the ground, were swept up into the sky, and then easily shattered into pieces by the terrifying turbulent flow of spiritual energy!

...

Tens of breaths later, a messy clearing like a bald man's head appeared among the mountains and forests.

Smoke and dust filled the air, everything was devastated, and a deep pit appeared on the spot.

At the edge of the pit, a broken clock lost its aura and was half-inserted into the soil like garbage. The crack was red, as if it had been melted by high temperature and was emitting hot smoke.

A violent coughing sound came from the bell, and the broken bell was pushed away suddenly, and a figure with only half of its body crawled out from the soil, exuding a faint spiritual power.

This man had a gray face and grimaced in pain. He looked around and saw neither the bodies of his two companions nor the other half of his own lower body. He couldn't help but let out an uncontrollable howl.

What kind of monster was that we just encountered?He actually blew himself up at the slightest disagreement.

If it weren't for the amazing defensive power of his heavy gold ancient clock, he would probably be dead now.

Even so, now he only has half of his upper body left. He will not die, but it will take a lot of precious resources to restore the other half of his body.

"Wuxian Fen has been dormant and practicing for so many years, and then he came near the entrance of Nanxun, but he was disrupted by a few traitors.

The influence and dominance of the Extraterrestrial Demon Lord on the Mingyun Mountains is obviously stronger than before. It is difficult to capture this place."

Within the jurisdiction of the Changshou Sect, in a small town within a mortal country, Chen Dengming walked out of the room wearing a green shirt, walked to the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and shook his head helplessly.

Ever since the counter-attacking Monk Alliance army headed straight for the Mingyun Mountains six years ago, only to return with a heavy defeat, the two sides have been in a stalemate in the Mingyun Mountains for more than six years.On the contrary, the Wanli Border and other southern regions outside the border had lost a lot of territory to the Counterattack Monk Alliance.

However, the Mingyun Mountain Range is, after all, a must-win area between the Southern Territory and the Northern Territory.

Not only will the counterattack monk alliance not give up, but the evil cultivator camp outside the territory will not give up either.

Chen Dengming's martial arts clone had been lurking for a long time and rarely moved in the depths of the Mingyun Mountains, so it had not been discovered.

Over the years, other monks who tried to sneak into the depths of the Mingyun Mountains all failed.

Because the field of incense belief of the Extraterrestrial Demon Lord is extremely strong in the Mingyun Mountains.

Any monk who intrudes will cause the field to vibrate into repulsion and will be discovered.

Chen Dengming's Martial Immortal clone was quickly discovered not long after leaving the dormant place, and was surrounded and suppressed by the Jindan monks of the Western Region Heavenly Demon Sect and the Northern Region Five Elements Sword Sect.

But after all, it is the avatar of his Taoist power condensed by the Nascent Soul Lord. Not to mention the cultivation of the late Golden elixir, the human immortal Taoism alone cannot be matched by ordinary Jindan monks.

The three golden elixirs all surrounded and suppressed his clones, and now they were afraid that they would all end miserably.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, my grandfather's illness has flared up again. Please come and help."

At this time, there was an anxious knock on the door and a young boy's childish voice coming from outside the yard.

Chen Dengming had already noticed it. At this time, he took out a medical wooden box from his storage bag and put it on his back. He walked to the door and opened the door. He smiled calmly and said, "It's a small stone. Don't worry, Uncle Chen will come with you to see it." look."

At the door, a tough-headed young man was knocking on the door. He almost knocked his hand on Chen Dengming who opened the door.

Seeing that Chen Dengming had already carried the medicine box on his back, the anxious look on his face turned into surprise and emotion, "Uncle Chen, you picked up the medicine box and came out as soon as you heard my voice?"

Barely waiting for Chen Dengming to respond, the young man's expression turned anxious again, "Uncle Chen, my grandpa may really be dying. Please go and have a look."

"Well, little stone, let's go!"

Chen Dengming smiled, waved and said.

When some passers-by saw him, they stopped to bow their hands in respect and said "Mr. Chen".

Over the past six years or so, he has been practicing medicine under the pseudonym Chen Qingniu. He has traveled to several mortal countries and visited many famous rivers and corners of the world.

During this period, he saved lives and healed the wounded, and only did things that were in line with his duties as a mortal doctor. He never went to the human world to show himself as a saint or cause trouble. He was ordinary.

Over the years, he has witnessed the suffering of mortals suffering from illness, the farewell to death after illness, and the gratitude of many family members and the rebellion of a few villains as if they were repaying kindness with revenge.

Since then, Chen Baimao, the fighting longevity king who gave the enemy nightmares, has been missing from the monk battlefield, but Chen Qingniu, a famous doctor who can save lives and heal wounds, has been added to the mortal world.

However, even if you are a mortal for once, you will still be in trouble after becoming famous.

Chen Dengming could only stop and go, rarely staying in one place for more than half a year.

...

Not long after, Chen Dengming followed the young man Shi Changqing to a remote part of the town and came to an area of ​​dilapidated old houses.

The mortals living here are all dishonest and poor.

But when they saw Chen Dengming, they all showed friendly and simple smiles, and some people were still blessing Shi Changqing's grandfather to survive.

Chen Dengming likes the atmosphere here.

Although the community here is poor and sometimes cannot afford even a bowl of rice a day, the neighbors do not have any calculations and often help each other.

There are no vulgar incidents where bullies come here to oppress the poor.

Because it’s so poor here, so poor that it’s not even worth being targeted and bullied.

In the world of immortality, such situations are rare.

The vast majority of monks are very realistic and indifferent. Not to mention helping neighbors, it is considered good if they do not plan to harm them.

Chen Dengming also felt a lot of sincere hearts.

He walked into this place half a year ago and healed some people, so he was always remembered and respected by these poor people.

Soon, he entered a dilapidated courtyard.

The houses here are very simple and the walls are mottled and yellowed.

The wooden roof beams were eaten away by termites, and the leaking holes in the roof could no longer be plugged.

In the center of the room, there was an earthen kang, and an old man was lying on it. His face was pale and he was breathing heavily, as if he was waiting for the end of his life.

"Life is over."

Chen Dengming sighed inwardly. Before coming, he had already expected such a result.

With his methods, if combined with some life-extending drugs, he could barely keep the old man alive for an extra year or two.

But as a mortal doctor, he has never used immortal magic or spiritual materials to save people in these years. This not only destroyed the laws of birth, old age, illness and death in the mortal world, but also destroyed the original intention of refining the mind in the mortal world.

But even so, his superb skills are still extraordinary and comparable to ordinary doctors, and he has earned the name Chen Qingniu, the miracle doctor.

At this time, facing Shi Changqing's begging and urging, Chen Dengming sighed, walked over, put down the medicine box, pulled out the golden needle, and said, "Little Shitou, your grandfather is dying. Half a year ago, I renewed his life." , now, the most I can do is give Uncle Chen another breath, but by tonight, his breath will be gone.
If you have anything to say to your grandfather, just say it now. "

After saying these words, Shi Changqing, who had been dependent on his grandfather since childhood, could no longer restrain himself.

Although he was a child and had a strong mind, so he didn't cry loudly, but he couldn't help but threw himself to the kang, grabbed the old man's hand, sobbed softly, and his body trembled.

Chen Dengming sighed inwardly, but the golden needle in his hand was not slow and he quickly applied the acupuncture to the old man.

If this injection was not administered, the old man would not even have the chance to open his eyes and say the last words to his grandson, and he would soon pass away.

At this time, as the golden needles turned into golden shadows and fell, the old man's breathing gradually became even, and his pale complexion miraculously returned to a little rosy.

He trembled slightly and opened his eyes. He first looked at Chen Dengming and said thank you.

Then he looked at Shi Changqing, who came over immediately, and said with a weak breath.

"Changqing. Grandpa has also dragged you down these years. After grandpa leaves, you can go to Changqing Gate. If you can't go to Changqing Gate, you can also try your luck at Chang'anfang.
Your father was once a monk from the Evergreen Sect, so you must also have the qualifications to become an immortal."

When Chen Dengming witnessed this scene, it was difficult to maintain his composure. He glanced at Shi Changqing, who was crying and nodding in agreement, and was silent for a moment.

The road to immortality is difficult, the road to immortality is difficult. If a mortal does not have spiritual roots, it is as difficult to cultivate immortality as climbing to the blue sky.

He had actually seen this Shi Changqing by touching his bones. He only had inferior spiritual roots.

This kind of spiritual root, even if the Evergreen Sect accepts it because his late father was a disciple of the Evergreen Sect, it will be difficult for him to make a difference in the future. Instead, he will be in great danger due to this troubled world.

Even in fact, according to the rules of the Evergreen Sect, people with inferior spiritual roots will not be spared just because of his father.

Because his father was, at best, just an ordinary disciple with low-level spiritual roots. He did not have that much merit or ability to teach the Changqing Sect to be an exceptional disciple.

This little stone, instead of embarking on the path of immortality, it is better to be ordinary and be a happy mortal.

However, the hope and sustenance of the old stone made it difficult for the little stone to choose to be mediocre, and there was a high probability that he would embark on the road to seek immortality.

In the past, he had to take care of seriously ill elderly people, and he was too young to travel far away. Therefore, this little stone did not travel.

Now that the old man has passed away, what else can stop this little stone from becoming an immortal?
Chen Dengming had already done his duty as a mortal doctor, and he did not want to say anything more to interfere.

Everyone has his own destiny, and everyone has his own aspirations.

He is now Chen Qingniu who saves lives and heals the wounded, but he is not the powerful leader Chen!
Chen Dengming took a deep look at the grandfather and grandson. He was about to pack his things and leave silently, but was stopped by the old man.

"Changqing, in the past six months, you have relied entirely on Divine Doctor Chen to treat you. Please give this to Divine Doctor Chen as a consultation fee."

The old man delivered something.

Chen Dengming wanted to refuse, but he met the old man's bright eyes at the last moment of his life.

If you refuse, you can't say it out loud.

After he received the consultation fee, he realized that the black stone given by the old man had spiritual energy fluctuations.

This may be a relic left by Xiao Shitou's father, or it may be a low-grade spiritual crystal dug out from a certain spiritual vein that has not yet been polished.

The look in Xiao Shitou's eyes that was quite reluctant to part with it but still resolutely handed it over also showed that he knew how extraordinary this thing was.

The grandfather and grandson can be regarded as grateful people.

Although he knew the item was precious, he was still willing to give it as a reward. There was only one pig, but he was willing to share half of his meat.

"It's a pity that a person is poor but his ambition is poor. Little Shitou's qualifications are poor."

Chen Dengming felt this in his heart. After thinking about it, he still reached out his hand, touched Xiao Shitou's head, and said happily.

"Little Shitou, I hope you can become an immortal in the future."

He is about to end this six-year journey of refining his mind in the mortal world.

This time, just think of it as an exception before leaving.

This little stone was the child of a former disciple of the Evergreen Sect, and it was destined for him, the leader of the Longevity Sect.

Those who are destined and those who are determined, even if their qualifications are dull, even if they are mortals, they can get an 'immortal fate' from him.

Chen Dengming quietly left a spiritual seed for Xiao Shitou, and then left in a low-key manner.

This spiritual seed is enough to protect Xiao Shitou from two life dangers.

If after experiencing life and death twice, the other party is still willing to fight for life and death on the road to immortality, then it is the other party's life. It can only be done in three ways. You must be responsible for your own life in the future.
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