Catalog of Destruction

Chapter 41: Treating illnesses and saving lives (Part 2)

After following the little girl and turning a few corners, we came to a dilapidated house. There were some hens grazing in a small yard as we entered the front door. We walked through the yard and entered the main room. The lighting was not good and it was dark.

The little girl was crying along the way. Shi Xuan didn't even ask her name clearly, but he did hear her mention that the disease was not cured by the God of God, and he sold a hen for nothing.

Turning into the wing on the left, I smelled the pungent smell of medicine as soon as I entered. The windows were closed tightly to prevent a trace of wind from coming in. There were few furnishings in the room and it was very shabby. There was a very old bed lying on it. There was a woman with a yellow and swollen face, tightly wrapped in quilt.

Shi Xuan used his Qi-gazing technique to look at her, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although the illness was entangled, it did not damage the body's origin. He picked up the ecstasy flag and swiped it, absorbing all the illness from the woman.

Before the little girl said anything to the Taoist uncle, she saw a ray of black light brushing against her mother's body, and then heard the Taoist uncle's instructions: "Go and open all the windows and ventilate the room. There is nothing wrong with your mother." Although she was surprised, the precocious and sensible girl immediately ran to open the window, then ran back with a glare, squatting by the bed and looking at her mother with wide eyes, trying to see what had changed.

The refreshing wind blew in from the window. After a while, the woman on the bed groaned and slowly opened her eyes. She immediately heard her daughter say in her ear: "Mother, you are awake. The Taoist uncle said that you are well." Yes, right?"

Only then did the woman find that her whole body felt relaxed. Although she was still a little weak, she felt more comfortable than ever before. She quickly turned her gaze and saw a young Taoist sitting there: "Thank you so much, Taoist." , I’m disheveled and can’t get up easily. Please forgive me for your sins and the consultation fee will be paid later.”

Shi Xuan waved his hand: "The medical fees are not comparable. Madam, if you feel uneasy, I have a few questions. Please answer them with all your heart."

"Then please ask the Taoist priest." The woman thought about it for a while, but she didn't think it would be useful to answer a few questions.

Shi Xuan asked about Chixia Shenjun. Although the woman got sick before the Shenjun Temple was built, it was not too serious at that time, so she still heard some things. Chixia Shenjun was passed down from Kaiyang City. This was the case in several surrounding towns. When the news came here, the Shenjun Temple was very domineering. They occupied the Tudui Temple and drove away the temple ministers. The government also supported them.

Later, several women who were eager to have children went to worship, and after a few months they all became pregnant. This shocked the people in the town, and gradually the popularity became more and more popular. Even the women themselves sold their chickens. I collected the incense money and went to pay my respects, but unfortunately my illness became worse and worse. Why it later became a donation of property is unknown.

Shi Xuan heard this and said to the woman: "Well, there is no problem. Pindao lives in the inn. If Madam still feels uncomfortable in any way, you can ask the little girl to come to Pindao." Then he smiled at the little girl. Laugh, get up and walk out.

He walked slowly to the yard, and some people were watching the excitement outside the door. They wanted to see if this demon, er, immortal chief, could really cure the widow Huang's disease, which made it useless to even pray to the gods!

Shi Xuan looked at the people outside the door, but he was thinking about the future arrangements. He used ruthless tactics to scare the townspeople here, destroying the image of the divine king with great supernatural powers and efficaciousness, and lowering people's faith and awe. Then in In a short period of time, there should be no more people doing crazy things that harm their families. As long as the Chixia Shenjun Temple is uprooted before the effect ends, this matter will be solved.

As soon as I slowly walked to the entrance of the courtyard, I heard the woman's call from behind. I turned around and saw the woman running out panting. She looked like she had put on her clothes in a hurry. Shi Xuan looked over and pointed at the hen: "Taoist priest, if you don't accept the consultation fee, at least take a chicken with you, otherwise I will be an ungrateful person."

"Ah, look, look, this Huang family is just fine, even gods are not so fast!"

"I was lying on the bed dying before, but now I'm alive and kicking. My boss, I'm afraid this Taoist priest is really..."

"Her family begged the gods to no avail. This Taoist priest, no, the immortal chief, only knows this much about kung fu. He is really powerful, even stronger than the gods."

"I said, that Lord God is not really an evil heretic, or else there would be such a powerful Taoist to oppose him."

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The people outside the yard suddenly started boiling like an exploding oil pan. They had seen this Huang with their own eyes before, lying on the bed unable to get up. The doctor just shook his head when he came. The Shenjun Temple could not do anything, but in this Taoist priest. In less than half a quarter of an hour, my subordinates were just like ordinary people. It was magical, it was really magical!

Shi Xuan glanced at the woman and said with a smile: "Then let's stew one. You and the little girl just remember to bring me a bowl. You can handle the rest by yourselves. This is my benefactor's request. No. be opposed to."

At this time, a man and a woman came timidly outside the door. As soon as they entered, they knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Taoist Master, Taoist Master, please save my child." I think they witnessed Huang's recovery and were shocked. arrive.

Mrs. Huang stepped forward and whispered in Shi Xuan's ear: "This is Zhang Daquan's house on the street. There is an only son. He contracted tuberculosis a few days ago and coughed up blood. He has spent most of the family wealth and is still not healed. Please pray to God. There’s no point in praying to Buddha, I just don’t know if I’ve ever prayed to Lord Chixia.”

Zhang Daquan seemed to hear what Huang said and hurriedly knelt and moved half a step forward: "Master Dao, Lord Chixia, our family has also given up a lot of money, but Li'er is still not well. If Master Dao can cure him, I'm willing to let you go!" After saying this, a grown man fell on the ground and cried bitterly, and his wife was also crying.

Shi Xuan thought about it, it could be considered as collecting sick energy and increasing the power of the Ecstasy Flag. He nodded to the two of them: "Get up and take Pindao to your house to have a look."

Zhang Daquan and his wife immediately stood up thankfully and took Shi Xuan to their home. Their family is similar to the Huang family. They are both relatively poor families. Many places in the house are empty, and traces of previous furniture can still be seen in some places.

They followed the couple into a room. As soon as they entered, they heard the child coughing. Zhang Daquan and his wife immediately went up to help the child's back and relax.

Shi Xuan raised his eyes and saw that the child was twelve or thirteen years old. He had no illness, but his Qi column was scattered and thin, which showed that the root of his body was damaged.

At this time, it was impossible to use the Ecstasy Flag to cure the disease. Fortunately, Shi Xuan had some knowledge of herbal medicine and the structure of the human body's meridians. He sat down by the bed and pinched the child's pulse. The pulse was strong and powerful, and he actually had internal power. body!

Shi Xuan understood the cause of the child's illness. He turned to Zhang Daquan and said, "You and your wife should go out for a while. This poor Taoist will use his secret technique, and others will not be able to see it."

Perhaps because curing Mr. Huang before was too shocking, Zhang Daquan and his wife left the room without objection and closed the door.

Only then did Shi Xuan suddenly ask the child named Zhang Li: "How did you get this internal strength?

Zhang Li was about to see what secret technique this strange Taoist priest was going to use when he suddenly heard a shout. The big secret hidden in his heart seemed to be suddenly exposed to others. His face turned red and he stammered: "What, what?" , Internal strength, cough, you, you care about me, you care about where I get my inner strength!”

Shi Xuan looked at him with pity as if he were looking at a dying person: "Believe it or not, if you don't tell me and don't stop practicing, you won't survive more than three months!"

"Stinky Taoist, you, cough, you are talking nonsense!" Zhang Li, who was already frightened because of tuberculosis, became emotional.

Shi Xuan didn't speak, and just continued to look at him with the same gaze as before. Zhang Li looked at each other for a moment, then lowered his head, and then he couldn't help it anymore: "Ahem, I, I said."

It turned out that Zhang Li and his friends went to the mountains to play in the mountains a few months ago, and picked some fruits and vegetables to support the family. Who knew that he accidentally fell under a cliff, but luckily he was blocked by a big tree, and found that He found a cave, which contained a martial arts secret book and a bottle of pills.

Zhang Li was excited now. He used to hear the Jianghu people passing by bragging about martial arts life. He was fascinated by it. He wished he could grow up early and join a famous and upright sect to learn martial arts. Now he actually got a martial arts secret book, and he was still in a hidden cave. It must be a very good secret book.

So Zhang Li hid the secret book and began to practice in private, imagining that one day he would master the secret technique and become the number one master in the martial arts world, a popular and popular drinker.

Perhaps his talent was quite good, and with the help of the pills, he developed his internal strength in less than a month. However, after taking the pills, he found that although his internal strength was getting stronger and stronger, his body was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he He also contracted tuberculosis, which really made life worse than death.

Shi Xuan shook his head. It was terrible to have no one to guide him: "This is the result of your quick success. It's nothing to rely on pills to develop internal strength. It's just that you took a shortcut in the exercise process, and you will always be worse than others in the future."

After a pause, he emphasized his tone: "But, after you develop your internal strength, look at the situation of your family. Can it provide you with the meat you need every day? Refining the qi, refining the qi. If you don't replenish it, That is refining your own origin. Once this origin is weak, it will be difficult not to cough up blood!"

"As for your internal strength, you should stop practicing for a while and recover your body before practicing again. By the way, you are not tuberculosis, it just looks like it." Shi Xuan was worried that the child would not listen, so he kneaded and chanted a spell to release a The Purifying Rain Curse slightly replenished Zhang Li's origin, at least making him no longer cough so much. Otherwise, it will not show the Taoist method, and no one will listen to the follow-up arrangements.

Zhang Li was shocked by this immortal method and naturally obeyed the immortal's words. "After you have taken good care of your body, you first practice your fists and feet, and then go hunting on your own in the mountains to supplement your meat diet. This is the right way to practice. The poor way observes your internal strength. It is still righteous and peaceful. It is not the type of hurting others or yourself, but it is just too much. The text will become more and more profound in the future. If a child like you who has only attended private school for a few years will accidentally become obsessed with it, you should find a sect and slowly lay the foundation. "