Immortality: Start by seeing the prompt entry

It was already morning.

Jiang Yuan quickly opened Huichun Hall and prepared to treat the disease.

This time, Jiang Yuan saw the little boy again.

The little boy was still wearing the same dirty clothes, his face was dirty, and his hair was messy.

He curled up beside the door of Huichun Hall, and seemed to be trembling a little because of the morning. On the right was a yellow hand-held basket covered with plain ramie cloth, and there was something inside.

The moment he heard the sound of the door opening, he stood up suddenly, picked up the yellow basket, uncovered the ramie cloth and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

In an instant, a dozen yellow and white eggs inside came into Jiang Yuan's sight.

"Uncle, uncle, no, big brother, my mother said I should call you big brother, these are eggs laid by our chickens, and we don't have anything at home, I hope you don't dislike it."

The little boy's clear and transparent eyes reflected a touch of expectation and determination, as well as a trace of inferiority.

He was a little afraid that Jiang Yuan would slap the basket away and say that he didn't care about this kind of thing. Many people are like this.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the prompt entry, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took it and said, "Then I won't be polite."

The little boy nodded heavily and said happily, "Yeah!"

After that, the little boy seemed to realize something, and then looked at the patients in line behind him, and hurriedly dodged and said, "Sorry, sorry, you guys can see the doctor."

The little boy bowed heavily at a 90-degree angle, and then was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Yuan called the little boy.

The little boy's expression suddenly became nervous: "Big brother, did I do something wrong again?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, and then handed the little boy a piece of clothing he wore when he was a child and said, "Wear it, it's also made of ramie cloth, not worth much."

The little boy's eyes were red, and he bowed 90 degrees again: "Thank you, thank you big brother."

Jiang Yuan nodded, and then handed the empty basket back to the little boy. After all, this basket is very precious to the little boy.

The little boy thanked repeatedly, and then carefully held Jiang Yuan's clothes and said, "Wait for Xiao Yuan to take a bath, and then wear big brother's clean clothes, otherwise it will get dirty."

After that, the little boy left.

Xiaoyu said with some discomfort: "Master, he is so pitiful."

Jiang Yuan nodded and said nothing more.

He just helped in this way, and let fate take care of the rest.

After all, there are so many similar people in the capital, and he can't manage them all.

While thinking, another morning passed.

When Jiang Yuan continued to eat noodles at the noodle stall, he found that Tianji Pavilion had already made the strongest list in the capital.

Coincidentally, someone next to him copied down part of it.

He stared at it and found that the first place was not from the four major families, nor from the eight major sects, nor from the royal family.

On the contrary, it was the national teacher of Daqian, a big-nosed old Taoist.

The second one was a monk from the Buddhist Sound Temple, but he was not the abbot.

The third one was the emperor of Daqian.

The fourth to tenth ones were from the four major families, the eight major sects, and the royal family.

Dongfang Yue was ranked eleventh.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan was skeptical. Dongfang Yue probably hid his incompetence.

In his opinion, the top ten are definitely not simple, and basically the first in Beijing is among them.

But who is the strongest, he has not fought but he is not sure.

"The second one is probably not a sweeper."

Jiang Yuan said with a strange look.

Then Jiang Yuan continued to look at the list of the strongest geniuses in Beijing.

This list is about the younger generation, and the age must be under 1,000 years old.

The first one is the Buddha of the Buddhist Sound Temple, 260 years old.

The second one is the Holy Son of the Sword Sect, 320 years old

The third one is the Holy Son of the Body God Sect, who dominated the list with the power of the flesh, 700 years old.

What surprised him was that Princess Ning Qin was ranked ninth, 26 years old.

He was secretly shocked, this woman's talent is high, it is not ordinary!

And Han Qinglian is not on the list. She is an elder and ranks 59th on the list above.

But he doesn't believe that the Tianji Pavilion ranks like this.

Because Han Qinglian's Tianji technique is already superb and has profound attainments.

If the Tianji technique is ranked, she must be in the top ten.

Of course, if it was the realm, he would not be sure, but it should not be just fifty-nine.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuan asked: "Brother, are there only these two lists?"

The commoner nodded and said: "Yes, there are only these two lists for now, but it has already set off a great wave of excitement in the capital."

Jiang Yuan continued to ask curiously: "I see that you only copied part of it. How many people are there on one list?"

The commoner said: "Ninety-nine."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Thank you."

He glanced at the list of the strongest geniuses in the capital again and thought secretly.

There is no Buddhist Sound Temple among the eight major sects.

I heard that the Buddhist Sound Temple likes quietness and does not like fighting, so it is not included.

In fact, if it is included, there should be nine major sects.

He has also heard that the Buddhist disciples of the Buddhist Sound Temple practice the Acala Vidyaraja Gong. It is said that when they practice to the extreme, the Acala Vidyaraja Dharma Image will be born.

When the huge Dharma Image appeared, the Sanskrit sound lingered, the Buddha light was diffused, and at the same time, the combat power of the body was doubled, and the sense of oppression was very strong.

Even the martial arts secrets of the Buddhist Sound Temple can naturally restrain demons.

When the demons saw the Buddha, they probably couldn't resist at all and could only run away madly.

"Speaking of which, my Star Moon Bodhi bracelet is from Buddhism, but the Supreme Pure Spirit Art should be from Taoism."

Jiang Yuan thought to himself.

He searched for treasures everywhere and gathered a little bit of stuff from every house.

He was even thinking about when he could learn about the sword skills of the Jian Sect and the physical tempering method of the Body God Sect.

It is said that the Sword Sect cultivates spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness at the same time, and he is very greedy for flying swords there.

He was also greedy for the words of the Tishen Sect when he heard that the exercises could make the body holy.

The Huan Shen Sect specializes in spiritual thoughts. Spiritual attacks come and go without a trace. They kill people quietly and even more greedily.

As for the Five Poison Sects, the method of attacking and killing with poison is not impossible to practice.

There are also Dan Sect, Wan Zhen Sect, Tianji Pavilion, and Ba Dao Sect.

He wanted to get some martial arts from these sects to practice.

It sounds like Ba Daomen seems to be the lowest level, but if there is an earth-level martial arts for him, he thinks it is still very good.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuan returned to Huichun Hall.

The day flew by as he continued to treat patients.

He counted and found that he made a total of one hundred taels today.

After dinner, it was approaching seven o'clock, it was already dark, and the sound of insects could be heard from time to time.

"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"

The watchmen all started to carry gongs and night watch lanterns to start the watch, and there was a faint sound.

Jiang Yuan didn't waste any time. He immediately sent out the black and yellow butterflies and the Yin Ling Puppet to check the monsters that would come tonight.

Don’t ask for tonight, one strike will kill you!

"Buzz!"

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuan returned to the room, activated the Spiritual Breath Sutra, and at the same time started to run the Taishang Pure Spirit Determination Technique.

For a time, spiritual energy continued to enter his body.

Soon the operation was completed, and Jiang Yuan felt very smooth.

Then came two weeks, three weeks, and finally nine weeks.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan was already very familiar with it, and even his mind was able to operate automatically.

In an instant, his spiritual energy became powerful and endless.

In other words, he has completed the first level of Taishang Pure Spirit Art.

"With such majestic and powerful spiritual energy, I'm afraid I can fight for two hours without lacking it. This is something that Gu Yuan Gong cannot do."

Jiang Yuan clenched his fist and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, he had been practicing for exactly half an hour.

"Um?"

The next second, Jiang Yuan suddenly raised his head in the room.

That demon, Yin Ling Puppet sensed it.

And this time, there is no one from the Demon Suppressing Division.

He nodded, and the people from the Demon Suppression Division would definitely arrive soon.

But before that, he must kill this monster.