Legendary Pharmacist

Suddenly, Zheng Qiu felt a strange force pouring into his mind like a clear spring, which lifted his spirit suddenly.

An unprecedented feeling came to my heart, the things in front of my eyes seemed to be clearer, and the voices I heard were brighter.

Even the scent smelled by the nose is stronger and more distinct than before.

Is this an illusion?

No, not an illusion!

Zheng Qiu soon realized that his spiritual strength seemed to be increasing, because in the sky as far as he could see, light spots of the power of heaven and earth began to appear faintly.

At this time, I have not exercised my skills, nor have I deliberately concentrated my mind. The only explanation is that my mental strength is really increasing.

Zheng Qiu has dealt with people from the Guangxin Sect several times, and he understands the importance of spiritual strength.

Moreover, stronger spiritual power will help him control the "wood spirit".

But why does one's own spiritual strength increase inexplicably?

Zheng Qiu couldn't help turning his eyes to the wooden pagoda, and those villagers who knelt and kowtowed in front of the wooden pagoda.

Could it be that being worshiped and blessed by others will increase one's spiritual strength?

Zheng Qiu lightly placed his fingers between his eyebrows, and began to mobilize the heaven and earth power of the "wood spirit" in his body, then concentrated his mind and looked towards the center of the small square.

The light spot of the power of heaven and earth gradually became clear in the field of vision. Under the reflection of the light spot of power of heaven and earth, Zheng Qiu saw the villagers kneeling in the square, each of whom was emitting a silver light.

The silver light is extremely dim, if there is nothing there, it is like misty smoke and dust, which will dissipate at any time.

This is definitely spiritual power!

When Zheng Qiu fought against Guangxin Sect disciple Bai Chengxing, he had seen the bright silver light on Bai Chengxing's body.

Those silver rays of light are in the shape of threads, spreading outwards non-stop.

Unexpectedly, ordinary people can also see spiritual power, although compared with Guangxin Sect disciples, this silver light is like the difference between a firefly and a bright moon.

Zheng Qiu squinted his eyes, staring closely at the silver light rising from the villagers.

Those silver lights floated in the air, and floated into the wooden pagoda following the movements of kneeling and kowtowing.

Now Zheng Qiu understood that the devout and grateful spiritual power of the villagers had entered the wooden pagoda, and the statue of himself was enshrined in the wooden pagoda.

Although he didn't know how the statue got in touch with him, he could be sure that the spiritual power absorbed by the statue was finally passed on to him.

At the same time, Zheng Qiu noticed that the pale green "wood spirit" light and shadow in his mind seemed to be more obedient than before.

This is really great news!

If I want to use the power of the "wood spirit" to break through the divine realm, I must first completely control the "wood spirit";

And to control the "Wood Spirit", strengthening the spiritual power is the most reliable way.

But Zheng Qiu only knew that the Guangxin Sect had the method of enhancing spiritual power, and it was impossible for him to learn from the Guangxin Sect's self-hypnosis every day.

Now Zheng Qiu has found his own way.

As long as you do more good deeds, help others more, and be loved and worshiped by others, your spiritual strength will naturally increase.

He raised his finger and touched his nose, thinking to himself: "Since that's the case, on the way to find Brother Rumble, we will stop for a few days every time we pass through a village or small town.

Be a medicine sage who saves the suffering.

"

Thinking of this, he turned around with a smile on his face, and walked out of the village.

The little boy Feng Caosan followed behind and asked, "Brother Sage, aren't you going to meet everyone?"

Zheng Qiu touched his head and said with a smile, "I've seen it just now, thank you!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Qiu looked into the distance, silently recited the mantra and cast it to shrink the ground into an inch, turning into a flash of light and then disappearing.

Seeing the figure disappearing in the flash, the little boy was stunned for a while.

He raised his hand and waved: "Goodbye, Brother Saint, come to Fenglu Village to play when you have time!"

One small mountain village after another, Zheng Qiu stopped and stopped, doing more things and helping in each village, leaving a good reputation as a medicine sage.

After wandering around for more than two months, he finally met the first cultivator sect.

If you find a cultivator sect, you can find a bunch of sects, and where a bunch of sects gather, there must be a post station of Qianyunzong.

However, before going to the Qianyunzong post station, Zheng Qiu still followed the way he had traveled all the way before, first went to the sect in front of him to see if he had a chance to do good.

Generally speaking, near the mountain where the sect is located, there will be villages attached to the sect.

No, at the foot of the mountain, Zheng Qiu saw a small mountain village.

There are not many houses in this village, only more than 20 wooden huts. It is estimated that the number of villagers has not exceeded a hundred.

Walking into the village, Zheng Qiu found a kid playing in the mud and asked him about the situation in the village.

The child told Zheng Qiu that this village has no name, but the mountain next to it has a name, called Silang Mountain.

There are four peaks on the mountain. When the moon is full, looking up at the mountain from the east side of the village, the four peaks are like four wolf heads howling at the moon, hence the name Silang Mountain.

The children didn't know much about the sects on the mountain, they just said that those people were very powerful, they could fly and shine.

After making a flower for the children to play with, Zheng Qiu went around the village.

He conveniently treated an old man's asthma, and made some ointment for an old lady's back pain.

Seeing that there was nothing else good to do, Zheng Qiu began to climb Silang Mountain along the mountain road under the bow and gratitude of the old man and the aunt, preparing to meet the sect on the mountain.

After climbing up for a while, a big stone appeared on the side of the mountain road, with four words engraved on the stone, Gutoojianpai.

Zheng Qiu raised his eyebrows lightly. The name of the sect is so strange. Is it also a sect for practicing swordsmanship?

There was a rattan chair behind the stone, and a young disciple in a plain cloth robe was sitting on the back of the chair dozing off with his sleeves folded.

Zheng Qiu walked over, cleared his throat and asked, "Cough, cough, brother, is the mountain gate of your sect open?

Can I go up the mountain? "

The young man was startled by the sudden voice, jumped up from the chair trembling a few times, rubbed his eyes and looked at Zheng Qiu.

The young man found that the speaker was not very old, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, so he asked angrily, "You are also a cultivator? Is there something wrong?"

Zheng Qiu repeated what he said just now, and asked if he could go up the mountain.

The young man's eyes scanned Zheng Qiu back and forth several times, and he felt that the person in front of him was so young, and his cultivation must not be high.

So he shouted: "It's okay to go up the mountain if you want to, but you can't play tricks, run around, or do things without permission.

Our sect masters and elders are highly cultivated, and if we make wrong ideas, there will only be back and forth. "

Zheng Qiu cupped his hands in thanks: "Please don't worry, I just passed by here and saw a sect on the mountain, so I came to visit."

Seeing Zheng Qiu being so polite, the young man immediately felt relieved, nodded and said, "Then come with me, and I'll take you to see the elder."

Following the young man up the mountain, he occasionally met a few disciples on the way.

These disciples were also wearing cloth robes, similar to the style of the leading youths.

Soon, the buildings of the Ancient Tooth Sword School began to appear.

Simple wooden structure, masonry and whitewashed walls, blue-gray tiled roof, and slightly upturned cornices.

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