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Chapter 153 The Power of Luck
Mu Ju said: "If the thunder and lightning in the past few days is a catastrophe, I'm afraid Mr. Ren won't be safe and sound to talk with me here."

"Makes sense."

Although Ren Pingsheng has never seen what a real catastrophe looks like.

But when I was a child, I often heard my father talk about the scene when he broke through the extraordinary and crossed the tribulation.

It is said that the dark clouds cover the sky and the sun, and the thunder rolls in. There are three catastrophes in total, each of which is fatal.

He used an unknown number of life-saving methods to barely pass the tribulation successfully.

No need to think about it, the scene was much bigger than it is now.

"Since there is no way to get rid of it, we can only try to use it."

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou and asked curiously, "Miss Mu, do you know how to use the power of luck in your body?"

He originally planned to ask the holy temple about this question.

Hearing how Mu Rou understood the power of luck, she couldn't help asking a few more questions.

When Mu Rou heard this question, she didn't know what to think of, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and fell into silence.

After a while, she seemed to have made some important decision, raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, and said softly: "There is no skill for how to use the power of luck, you can only figure it out...

To be honest, I have done some research on the power of luck. If Mr. Ren can trust me, I can help him straighten out the power of luck in his body so that it can run smoothly. "

"Then thank you Miss Mu!"

Ren Pingsheng didn't know why she, as a little celestial master, studied the power of luck, and didn't bother to ask.

As long as she can help herself.

Mu Rou raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said softly, "Master Ren, you can give me your hands."

Want physical contact?
Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the little celestial master, and found that her body was trembling slightly, and there was a slight tension between her brows, as if she was restraining some kind of emotion.

It seems she still loathes contact with men.

Just to help me, as a last resort.

Realize this.

A warm current surged in Ren Pingsheng's heart, he stepped forward, stretched out his hands, put them on the table, and said nonchalantly: "Miss Mu needs my cooperation, just ask."

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

Have experience with Chang An.

He knows what to do to reduce the resistance of PTSD patients.

In fact.

Mu Rou felt his carelessness, and the original nervousness did relax a little.

After calming down, he stretched out his hand to hold Ren Pingsheng's hands, closed his eyes, and planned to use the power in his body to guide Ren Pingsheng's power of luck to operate normally.

just.

As soon as she felt the power of luck in Ren Pingsheng's body, she felt that there was a rushing river in front of her, rolling in, with a majestic momentum, far more tyrannical than her imagination!
"puff--"

In just two breaths, Mu Rou was unable to resist this force, vomited blood, and fell headfirst into Ren Pingsheng's arms.

"Miss Mu!"

The sudden change made Ren Pingsheng startled, he instinctively reached out to support her, stabilized her figure, observed carefully, and found that her aura was already very weak.

It is no exaggeration to say that Qi is like a gossamer!
Ren Pingsheng's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and without the slightest hesitation, he took out a pill from his bosom and stuffed it into Mu Rou's mouth.

The elixir melts in the mouth and takes effect quickly.

After a few breaths.

Mu Rou's breathing has become much calmer.

"Miss Mu..."

A soft call.

Mu Rou's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes with a look of weakness.

Even so, he still replied softly: "Hmm..."

"It's good to be alive."

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and said in a soft voice, "I'll help the girl go to bed to rest."

As he spoke, he grabbed her waist and walked towards the bed. After placing her on it, he said, "Miss Mu, I'll call for the imperial doctor right away."

Mu Rou wanted to refuse, but because her body was too weak, she couldn't open her mouth at all, so she had to give up.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng didn't hesitate any more, strode out of the house, first called Qiu'er, explained the situation, and asked her to take care of her.

Immediately afterwards, he walked out of the yard and summoned two guards.

He ordered one of them to go to the palace and ask for the imperial doctor.

The other person went to Baiyun Temple to invite his aunt.

Murou's status is special, so my aunt may not be willing to come here, but it's always right to try.

After doing all this.

Ren Pingsheng returned to Mu Rou's side.

Looking down, although she still looks weak, her complexion is much better than before.

"My lord, how did my young lady become like this..."

With tears in her eyes, Qiu'er asked with a distressed face.

It's not a question, it's just that I feel helpless and want to ask for help.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "It's my fault, if it wasn't for me, Miss Mu wouldn't be like this..."

After a pause, he said again: "I have already gone to ask the imperial doctor, how is Miss Mu's health, I will ask the imperial doctor to see it."

"Ah."

Qiu'er nodded slightly and said no more.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After half an hour.

The imperial doctor came to Ren Pingsheng.

Still an acquaintance.

He had previously consulted Chang An.

"Doctor Zhao, please take a look at how to heal this girl."

Ren Pingsheng stood up and acted very politely.

Doctor Zhao, who was wearing an official uniform, nodded slightly, walked to the side of the bed and sat down without saying much.

With a slender hand resting on Mu Rou's pulse, her face was solemn and she felt it quietly.

After a while.

She frowned slightly, and murmured to herself: "Strange things..."

Seeing her frown, Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat.

follow closely.

I heard Zhao Yu said: "Such a weak pulse, I have been practicing medicine for more than ten years, and I have never encountered it... It is really strange, even a child should not be so weak..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help interjecting: "Excuse me, Doctor Zhao, how to take care of this situation?"

Doctor Zhao turned to look at him, with a look of hesitation and hesitation on his face.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Doctor Zhao said it's okay."

Doctor Zhao was silent for a few seconds, lowered his voice, and told the truth: "I have only seen such a weak pulse condition in the dying old man. Forgive me, no matter how you take care of this body, the result will be the same."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help falling into silence.

aside.

Hearing what she said, Qiu'er could no longer restrain the grief in her heart, and tears fell down her cheeks.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, and looked at Imperial Physician Zhao: "Understood, Mr. Imperial Physician, please go back."

Doctor Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary, so he just saluted: "Farewell."

After she left.

Qiu'er cried even more sadly, grabbed Ren Pingsheng's arm with both hands, and begged: "My lord, please find a way to save my young lady, please..."

Ren Pingsheng said: "Miss Mu's condition worsened because of me, so I naturally won't just sit idly by."

As soon as the words fell, the guard's voice came from outside the door.

"My lord, Taoist Priest Bai Yunguan is here."

Auntie is here?

Ren Pingsheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Let her in... No, I'll pick her up!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly left and walked out of the mansion, and he really saw a purple Taoist robe.

"Meet my aunt in my life!"

Ren Pingsheng walked up to Bai Youwei, his brows were full of joy, and he saluted respectfully.

Bai Youwei looked at him, as gentle as ever, with a gentle voice: "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

The two exchanged a few words.

Ren Pingsheng got straight to the point, and said in a deep voice: "The imperial doctor has already checked Miss Mu's pulse, and the situation is not optimistic."

Bai Youwei's expression didn't change much, she just asked, "Where is she now?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "It's in the house."

"Lead the way ahead."

"it is good."

The two returned to the house one after the other.

Bai Youwei looked at the extremely weak Mu Rou lying on the bed, thought for a while, stepped forward to hold her hand, and sent spiritual energy.

Less than a stick of incense time.

Mu Rou's complexion improved a lot, even her pale cheeks turned rosy.

Seeing her return to her original state, Ren Pingsheng's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"She is a body condemned by the heavens. Even if the master takes action, it can only help her recover to this point."

Bai Youwei let go of her hand, and walked up to Ren Pingsheng with a gentle expression.

Body of Scourge?

It was the first time Ren Pingsheng had heard of this term, and his eyes showed a look of bewilderment.

Bai Youwei explained: "The body of the scourge cannot sense the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth. It is born weak and sick. Most of them will die before the age of three. Only a very few can grow into adults. Even if they grow into adults, their lifespan is extremely short. Over the past thousand years , can live beyond the age of Huaxin, there are only a handful of people."

The year of Huaxin is 24 years old.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, feeling a little heavy.

aside.

Although Qiu'er didn't know Bai Youwei's identity, she knew that her status was not low.

Hearing that her young lady would not survive Huaxin's year, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, she knelt on the ground and cried, "Please save my young lady."

Bai Youwei turned her head to look at Qiu'er, with a slight lift of her hand, a force appeared out of thin air, and helped Qiu'er who was kneeling up, with a gentle voice: "Except for herself, no one in the world can save her."

Qiu'er was startled, and hurriedly asked: "How can my young lady save herself?"

Bai Youwei said: "Longhushan Tianshi Mansion has a skill named "Yin Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra". If it is practiced properly, it can replenish the aura in the body of Taoist companions, nourish oneself, and prolong life. In ancient records, the only one The Body of Heavenly Wrath, which has passed away, is the practice of this technique.

Of course, besides practicing the "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra", there are many other reasons why he was able to die. For the vast majority of the scourge bodies, even if they practice this skill, it can only be extended by about ten years. lifespan. "

ten years of life...

Qiu'er heard the words, as if she saw hope, her eyes lit up, and she kept thanking her.

Ren Pingsheng, who was at the side, showed a sudden look.

No wonder the old master was so anxious to find a Taoist companion for Mu Rou.

It turned out that the "Heart Sutra of Yin and Yang Liangyi" was really effective for her condition.

Just by finding a Taoist companion, you can prolong your life by ten years, which is very cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

how...

The little celestial master rejects men both physically and psychologically.

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Mu Rou, who was lying on the sickbed, with a pretty face and a little pale face, his eyes were dim, deep in thought.

aside.

Bai Youwei heard her voice and told Ren Pingsheng: "With her current state, if there is no way to prolong her life, she may not live until the next spring."

Now it's Zhongqiu, and if he can't survive the winter, doesn't it mean that the little celestial master only has a few months to live?

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank, and he finally made up his mind to find a suitable Taoist companion for her.

There are so many men in the world, she doesn't believe that none of them are her favorite.

While he was thinking about what to do next.

My aunt's gentle voice rang in my ears again.

"Master sent you a message, I owe you a life, and I have paid you back."

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at his aunt, with a blank look in his eyes.

What is your identity.

What is the status of Dao Zun.

How can I let Dao Zun owe me a life?

After being in a daze for a few seconds, he suddenly thought that what Dao Zun was referring to was the last time Xia Miao tore up the talisman paper he gave him, but he didn't come, right?

After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only thing that is right.

If so, then he does owe himself a life.

At that time, if it wasn't for the inexplicable betrayal of the bat demon, he would have died there with a high probability.

but.

What does it mean that he paid his own life?
Ren Pingsheng thought about it, and after a few breaths, he realized something and subconsciously looked out the window.

I don't know when.

The dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun that lasted for two days and nights have dissipated.

The warm sun shines on the ground through the layers of fog.

Although there was no violent wind or rain, the outside of the window looked like it was sunny after the rain, and everything was thriving.

"Dao Zun, his old man, carried the catastrophe for me?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at his aunt and asked curiously.

Bai Youwei's face was gentle, and she nodded slightly.

"No wonder there is such a majestic power of luck in my body, but it didn't attract a catastrophe. It turned out that there was a Taoist priest blocking it for me."

Ren Pingsheng's face was stunned, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If he invited Dao Zun back then, Dao Zun would not make a move this time.

No Daoist could stop the catastrophe.

At this moment, he is afraid that he has already been blasted into scum.

"It's a blessing in disguise..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"In addition to this, there is one more thing. When will the remaining chapters of "Eternal Alchemy" be finished?"

Auntie's voice sounded again.

Ren Pingsheng hurriedly said: "It's almost finished a few days ago. The weather is too bad, so I didn't send someone to send it...I'll get it right away."

After speaking, he left quickly, and after a while, he fetched the remaining manuscripts of "Eternal Alchemy", and handed them over with both hands.

Bai Youwei took it with her hand, looked at it twice, nodded slightly, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said seriously: "This time, the catastrophe came to the world, and Master will block it for you. Next time, you can only rely on yourself .”

Ren Pingsheng's face was serious, and after a little hesitation, he saluted respectfully: "Please teach me how to deal with the catastrophe!"

Bai Youwei sighed in her heart, and said leisurely: "My strength is not enough to touch Heavenly Tribulation, how can I teach you how to deal with it..."

Makes sense.

Ren Pingsheng lowered his eyes slightly and fell into silence.

At this time, I heard my aunt say again: "You don't have to worry too much, I don't know when the next catastrophe will come to the world, and it will not exceed two years at the earliest.

In the past two years, you have practiced hard, improved your strength, and with the help of Zhenbei King, you will survive the next catastrophe safely, so it is not a big problem. "

two years?

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and said in his heart, "It's still ample."

(End of this chapter)