The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Hmph, sorry you didn't expect that I would flee upstream."

As soon as Zhong Wen's head came out of the water, he took a long breath to ease the breath in his chest, and his eyes began to search around for Zhuo Chenglai.

Not seeing Zhuo Cheng's figure, Zhong Wen felt relieved, and after resting enough, he dived into the water again and headed upstream.

After half an hour, Zhong Wen went ashore from Xunshui, found the place where he had discarded his burden, changed into a Taoist uniform, and applied some white medicine to the injured part of his body.

After it was over, Zhong Wen didn't even take a break. After tying up his bundle, he started to leave again, heading towards the Taiyi Gate again.

Zhong Wen knew very well that the more dangerous the place, the safer, so there was a contrast with that Zhuo Cheng.

After waiting for Zhong Wen to arrive not far from the Taiyi Gate, he stopped, and then his consciousness began to go towards the Taiyi Gate.

As for the injury on his body, Zhong Wen felt that it was not a big trouble for the time being.

But just when Zhong Wen was thinking about breaking into the Taiyi Gate again and killing him, he felt a sharp pain from the wound on his left chest.

"poisonous!"

It took Zhong Wen a long time to react, the severe pain made his heart palpitate.

"It's really shameless. Putting poison on the sword is really shameless."

Zhong Wen felt the severe pain and made himself feel sad.

Zhong Wen is not afraid of trauma or anything, but this poison makes him very afraid. At least, he has no antidote on him, and he has never thought that the masters of the Taiyi Sect of the Seven Great Sects will use it The poison was applied to the blade.

If you want to attack Taiyi Gate again, it is probably impossible.

Zhong Wen had no choice but to stop, and then he jumped towards Taiyi Gate in the opposite direction.

Zhong Wen needed to find a place to stay, so that he could get rid of the poison in his body, so the place he traveled this time was heading towards the Meridian Valley.

Speaking of Zhuo Cheng at this time, three miles downstream of where Zhong Wen jumped into Xunshui, he was waiting for Zhong Wen to show his head.

However, after waiting left and right, Zhong Wen's figure was not seen.

"Could it be that the remnants of the Taiyi sect know how to hold one's breath? Or is it going upstream? No, there is poison on my sword, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to hold his breath for an hour. It seems that I am looking in the wrong direction. The remnants of the Supreme One Sect should have gone upstream."

Zhuo Cheng figured out the link here, then unfolded his body, and jumped towards the upper reaches of Xunshui.

However, when he discovered the traces of water on the shore of Xunshui on Zhong Wenshang, he hated it.

"What a cunning person, he tricked me into turning around, and it turned out that he really fled upstream."

Zhuo Cheng saw a puddle of water on the bank of Xunshui, and then began to chase towards the other bank of Xunshui.

However, after beating him past Xunshui, trying to find someone in this vast Zhongnan Mountain is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

After searching for nearly an hour, he didn't find Zhong Wen's figure either. He knew that it was impossible for him to chase after Zhong Kui, so he had to stop.

"Next time, I will cut you into pieces, hum."

Zhuo Cheng felt that he had been tricked, so he could only leave bitterly, after all, one of his junior brother's arms had been cut off, so he had to go back to Taiyi Gate for treatment.

Time passes away in this dark night.

After Zhong Wen plunged towards Ziwu Valley, he felt more and more powerless, and his heart beat faster and faster, which made him almost unable to support himself.

Zhong Wen, who ran for about an hour, felt the toxins in his body, which made him more and more weak, and he couldn't even gather his internal energy.

"The thatched cottage in front? There should be someone."

At this moment, Zhong Wen's eyes were foggy, looking at the thatched huts in the distance, he felt that he should be a mountain dweller living in Zhongnan Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, he once again gathered his energy and jumped towards the thatched hut.

"boom"

When Zhong Wen jumped to the vicinity of the thatched hut, he exhausted all his last mental energy and fell from the mid-air, falling not far from the thatched hut, and then passed out in a coma.

"who?"

The sound of Zhong Wen's fall woke up the people in the thatched cottage.

Then, the wooden door of the thatched cottage was opened, and an old man and two middle-aged people walked out from the thatched cottage.

"Sir, there is a man who seems to be injured."

A middle-aged man lit a torch and ran close to Zhong Wen. After watching for a while, he said to the old man.

"Oh?"

After the old man heard this, he hurried over and looked at the people on the ground by the light of the fire.

"Carry it in first."

After the old man looked at it for a while, he could tell from the faces of the people on the ground that he had been poisoned, and then he gave instructions to the two middle-aged men.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen was carried into the thatched cottage.

"Bring me my medicine box and save people first."

The old man basically didn't care who the person he was saving was, whether it was a good person or a bad person, even if the person's injury was a sword wound, he would only save the person first and then talk about other things.

After all the fuss, it was already late at night.

"Okay, the poison that this person suffered from is gone. If the sword wound on this chest is slightly lower, this person is probably dead already. Ye Yu, help him wipe off the mud on his face .”

It took the old man half an hour to remove Zhong Wen's poison. Even the three sword wounds were basically covered with his special medicinal powder and bandaged.

As for the mud on Zhong Wen's face, he couldn't see it, so he gave instructions to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Okay, sir."

That person named Ye Yu hurried over to get a cloth towel, fetched some warm water, and helped Zhong Wen wipe off the mud on his face.

Afterwards, the old man and the two middle-aged men lay down on the bed at one side, and even the oil lamp in the house was extinguished.

The sky gradually brightened up.

"Well, where am I?"

After the sky brightened a lot, Zhong Wen woke up and found himself lying on a bed, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the thatch above his head.

"It seems that I was rescued by the mountain people. It's okay."

After looking around, Zhong Wen checked himself again, and found that even his wounds were bandaged.As for the poison, I found that it seemed to have been removed by running the inner qi, and I was very moved.

Although I was a little puzzled by the fact that this mountain dweller was good at medicine, I felt this gratitude involuntarily. After all, I broke into someone's house in the middle of the night, saved myself, and even got rid of the poison.

"Young man, how are you? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Just when Zhong Wen was still feeling relieved, an old man came in and asked Zhong Wen directly on the bed.

"Thank you old man for saving me. Jiu Shou is very grateful. I dare to ask my name. I will find an opportunity in the future and send some things to thank me for saving my life."

Zhong Wen looked at the old man who came in, quickly got up from the bed, and saluted the old man to show his respect.

"Haha, there's no need to be like this. Even if I don't save you, the wounds on your body won't kill you. Besides, the poison on your body is not a very poisonous thing. Even if I don't save you if you are an old man, After a while, after you wake up, you can heal the poison yourself."

The old man watched Zhong Wen salute him, and then responded with a salute.

"I still have to thank seniors. It turns out that seniors are also members of the Taoist sect. The nine poems are polite. Dare to ask seniors' names."

"Poverty Taoist Sun Simiao, Taoist name Miaoying, I think you are also a member of the Taoist sect, I don't know where you are from the temple?"

"What? You are Sun Simiao! How is this possible? Sorry, sorry, I was too excited, too excited."

Just after the old man said that he was Sun Simiao, Zhong Wen was startled.

It's okay not to be surprised, this is the king of medicine recorded in the history books, this is the god of the five great Chinese medicine circles in the history of China.

Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing, Medical God Hua Tuo, Medicine King Sun Simiao, Medicine Saint Li Shizhen, Medical Immortal Ma Xilin, the five are the five genius doctors in the history of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

But now, the old man standing in front of Zhong Wen is the famous medicine king Sun Simiao.

Shocked, excited, nervous, excited, many emotions began to fill Zhong Wen's heart, even if he saw Li Shimin, Zhong Wen would not be so excited, but only this Sun Simiao in front of him, Zhong Wen was so excited of.

Chapter 272 Talking about Taoism, martial arts and medical skills

"You know me? But I haven't seen you, but I think I've traveled all over the world, so you probably have seen me too."

Sun Simiao felt that the startled expression of the little Taoist in front of him was too exaggerated. Although he had saved many people, those who had seen him would not be so startled. After listening to his introduction, his words seemed to be out of control.

Sun Simiao practiced medicine all over the world, and he did not know how many places he had been to.

The number of patients who have been diagnosed and treated is even more numerous. Of course, there are many people who know Sun Simiao.

However, according to Sun Simiao's own memory, at least, this little Taoist priest in front of him has never been seen before.

After all, people who belong to the Taoist sect must have seen it before if they have seen it.

Moreover, in terms of memory, Sun Simiao's memory can be said to be powerful.

"Sun Daochang, Sun Daoist's name, Xiaodao has heard of it, but as for seeing it, Xiaodao has no such blessing. It turns out that Sun Daochang lived in seclusion here, and Sun Daochang also saved Xiaodao's life. I am not very grateful for the life-saving grace. .”

After Zhong Wen waited for a long time, he finally woke up.

Speaking of which, Zhong Wen admired this genius doctor Sun in front of him very much, and he admired and respected him from the bottom of his heart.

Although the Sun Simiao in front of him seemed to be only in his sixties, he looked younger compared to Li Daoling, but now he is more than 90 years old, and he is still living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain.

As for traveling around the world to practice medicine, it is probably normal. As for him temporarily residing here in seclusion, Zhong Wen is very unclear.

"You don't need to be so polite. I just said that the wound and poison on your body are not serious injuries. Just like the poison, it only takes a while, and you can remove it by yourself."

Sun Simiao waved his hand to show that saving people was just a matter of convenience.

But this matter, to Zhong Wen, is kindness, no matter what Sun Simiao said is true or not, at least, he has saved his life.

"Although Xiao Dao hasn't been in the Daoist sect for many years, he understands his kindness. If Dr. Sun needs Xiao Dao's help someday, please say something. Xiao Dao will definitely do his best."

How dare Zhong Wen pretend to be a big boss in front of this great god, he is very clear about his own level.

Besides, he is still a great medical god recorded in history books.

Zhong Wen was still thinking, if he could learn a little bit from this great master, then his medical skills would definitely be amazing.

For example, Sun Simiao's Thousand Gold Prescription was slandered by Zhong Wen, but in the current period, Sun Simiao has not yet written this Thousand Gold Prescription.

Even if he hasn't written a book yet, that person's ability to practice medicine can still fall a few blocks behind Zhongwen.

"Haha, it's all right, just now you said that your name is Jiushou, which temple did you come from? Who is your teacher?"

Sun Simiao basically doesn't care about other people's gratitude. Moreover, he is obsessed with medical skills, and other foreign things can't attract him in any way.

"Sun Daochang, Xiao Dao Dao No. [-], and he learned from Longquan to watch Li Daoling. I don't know if Sun Daochang knows my master?"

"Li Daoling? So you are Li Daoling's disciple, haha, you seem to be an acquaintance. You sit down first and say, if you are injured, don't stand for a long time."

"So Daoist Sun, you know my master, so should I call you senior or uncle?"

"I am the same generation as your master, you can just call me master. By the way, how has your master been in recent years? I haven't seen your master for more than ten years, and I don't know how he is now."

"Uncle Sun, master, the old man is still in good health, but his legs and feet are a little inconvenient, and it is not easy to go out. Now, I, this disciple, will act on his behalf. If Master Sun is free, you can come to my Longquan Temple to stay for a few days, that's okay. Let me, a junior, do my best to be a landlord."

"It's good to be healthy. When people are old, their legs and feet will naturally be inconvenient to move. As for you talking about going to Longquan Temple, when I have free time someday, I will pass by Lizhou. I will definitely go to Longquan to watch old friends."

"..."

The two sat in the thatched cottage and talked.

And Zhong Wen never thought that Sun Simiao still knew his master, but after thinking about it, he basically knew something.

After all, my master is over 80 years old, and he is about ten years younger than Sun Simiao. Moreover, he is also a member of the Taoist sect, and he has been walking in the rivers and lakes all year round, so he will definitely meet.

"You said that you have only been in Longquan Temple for a few years, so how well have you learned this method? Have you lost your martial arts skills? Li Daoling's medical skills are still good. Come to think of it, you have learned some of it, right?"

"Back to Senior Uncle Sun, I know a little bit about Taoism, martial arts and so on. As for medical skills, there is a lot of difference. Otherwise, I wouldn't be poisoned and injured. If Senior Uncle Sun mentioned a few words, The younger generation must respect him as a teacher."

"It's fine as a master. Although you are Li Daoling's disciple, you can still be regarded as my junior. If you call me uncle, I can't teach you anything about medical skills, but you can discuss it."

"I would like to respect Master Sun's order."

"..."

Afterwards, the two began to talk about medical skills again.

Of course, Zhong Wen was basically asking and Sun Simiao was answering.

Time passed mercilessly, until Ye Yu entered the thatched cottage and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Jiu Shou, this is one of my attendants named Jing Yeyu. He studied medicine with me. He is a registered student. You can get acquainted. There is another person named Che Luo."

"Senior Ye Yu is well."