President Bingshan's personal doctor

Wolong Mountain.

Insects chirping and birds chirping, the mountains and forests were faintly staggered, and the light penetrated and fell through the gaps between the leaves, blown by the wind, shaking as if the light and shadow were changing.

Crossing the end of the mountain forest, you can hear the deafening sound of running water before you come to the front.

It's a waterfall.

Whoa-!

It fell from a high place and hit the rocks, making a loud noise, and splashing water flew all around.The rapids rushed to the surface of the pool, causing a series of whirlpools, spinning rapidly.

"Whoa-"

A figure suddenly rushed out from the water, like a swimming fish, with no clothes on its upper body, and with a splash of water, it jumped directly to the surface of the water.

The young man was holding a fish with both hands, laughing, his feet were a little bit above the water, and he was able to leap into the air. If anyone saw it here, they would probably be stunned.

"master!"

Su Han shouted loudly, the fine fluff on his lips announced that he had just entered puberty, and at this time, teenagers had to eat more and exercise more in order to grow taller and faster.

He hurriedly landed on the shore and galloped through the forest, the fish in his hand was still struggling, but he couldn't break free from Su Han's hands, and after exhausting all his strength, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Taoism.

The old Taoist was leaning on a bamboo and rattan chair, pouring wine into his mouth with a wine gourd in one hand, and scratching his waist with the other hand.

His face was reddish, his head was drunk, his eyes were full of enjoyment, as if he was at ease in the clouds, living happily.

"Wine is a good thing, wine is really a good thing."

"Master! Master!"

Su Han yelled, holding the fish in both hands, ran back quickly, and grinned, "Look what I'm grabbing? I'll serve you a meal! Do you want braised in soy sauce or steamed?"

The fish in the hand symbolizes a struggle, as if he could hear Su Han's words and was already desperate.

The old Taoist rolled his eyelids and glanced at the fish: "I think it's something good, fish, it's still delicious from Yuanming Lake."

"Yuanming Lake?" Su Han was taken aback, "Where is it?"

The old Taoist didn't answer, what was in his mind was not the fish in Yuanming Lake, but the wine hidden there, and he couldn't help but feel that the wine in his hand seemed to be tasteless.

He sat up and said, "Braise it in soy sauce."

"it is good!"

Su Han quickly ran to the kitchen.

The old Taoist smiled: "This kid, I have used all the skills I have learned to catch fish."

He stretched out his hand and counted the time: "It's time to study the Bible as well."

Those deep eyes narrowed slightly, looked into the distance, and sighed: "After a few years, the descendant of the "Tianjing" is reborn, I don't know what kind of disturbance will be caused."

Thinking of this, he laughed again, leaned sideways on the chair, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and swallowed it carefully.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

The strong aroma soon hit the nostrils. In the kitchen, Su Han's nose was still stained with a trace of pot ashes. He was carefully putting the finished fish on the plate, and took out two peppers from the vegetable basket, cut into slices for garnish some.

"Master! Alright! Eat!"

he shouted loudly.

The dining table in the Taoist temple is very small, and it was nailed by Su Han with simple wooden boards. The old Taoist is a very lazy person, so he would not do such a thing. Ever since Su Han learned to cook, the old Taoist has never been in the kitchen again.

According to what he said, this child is extremely malleable, no matter martial arts, medical skills, or cooking skills, there is a lot of room for development, so he must exercise well.

A large bowl of rice and a piece of fish are enough for two people to eat for one meal. The old Taoist doesn't even eat, as long as there is wine, he is a god in this world.

"Starting from tomorrow, we will officially practice."

The old Taoist spat out a fish bone and muttered.

"Ah? The previous ones are not considered formal?" Su Han's eyes widened, thinking of the old Taoist who tied dozens of catties of iron on his legs, forcing him to run from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain every day. He buys wine...

This running has lasted for half a year, and he can no longer feel the weight of the iron block. In the end, this is not a formal practice?

"Forget it." The old Taoist said vaguely, "What did I teach you before?"

"Qigong." Su Han said.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

I have never seen such an unreliable master.

Su Han put a large piece of meat into the old Taoist's bowl, "Master, can I start practicing the Bible?"

The old Taoist only ate fish and drank alcohol, and did not answer this question.

The fish on the plate was gone, and the old Taoist dipped his chopsticks into the soup, and he still ate with relish. As long as there was still wine in the wine gourd, it didn't matter.

"Master, can I start practicing the Bible?"

Su Han asked again.

"The fish in the pond tastes pretty good. You can catch two more tomorrow."

"Two?"

"Well, a piece of braised braised."

"Another steamed one?"

The veteran Taoist's chopsticks fell on Su Han's head, and Su Han cried out in pain, "I'll bring you the other one for practicing!"

"what?"

Su Han opened his mouth wide, using fish to practice?

"Practice acupuncture first." The old Taoist said, "Among medical skills, acupuncture is the most difficult to master. Do you know why I taught you Qigong before?"

Su Han nodded, then shook his head again.

"Use Qi to control needles!"

Su Han still didn't understand.

"Stupid!"

The old Taoist with a white beard blew, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm going to sleep."

Eat and sleep, heartless.

Su Han wanted to ask again, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't beat the old Taoist now, and it was useless to say anything. If he disturbed him to sleep, he would still have to be beaten.

"When will I be able to beat the master?"

Su Han silently took the plate and left.

……

Looking at the two fish that were still alive on the chopping board, Su Han reached out to throw the bigger one into the water tank, but was slapped away by the old Taoist.

"Why bring such a big fish back?"

The old Taoist snorted, "One of these two is braised in brown sauce and the other is steamed. Go grab another one for me. It's only about the size of a finger."

Su Han wanted to cry but had no tears: "How can such a small fish be eaten?"

"I told you, it's for you to learn medicine and practice acupuncture!" The old Taoist put on a straight face, and when he talked about medical skills, he was very serious, "Stop talking nonsense, go, while I'm not drinking now, my mind is still sober. .”

Su Han ran quickly, so as not to wait for the old Taoist to drink too much and just want to sleep.

Not long after, Su Han ran back, wet all over, holding a small fish in his hand, but it was about the size of his middle finger, so he was probably still a child.

The little fish was placed on the chopping board, tumbling and jumping, desperately fighting against his fate.

"I'm sure." The old Taoist raised his hand and put his fingers together, Su Han's eyes suddenly shrank, and he could clearly see a faint air of air floating between the old Taoist's fingers.

Is it Qi needle?

Before he could react, the old Taoist pointed his finger, and the air needle pierced the fish in an instant. In a blink of an eye, the fish stopped moving, its eyes widened and its mouth opened, as if it had been frozen!

He was still alive and kicking just now!

"Master, how did you do it?" Su Han was pleasantly surprised.

"Gas needle."

The old Taoist stretched out his fingers, and once again sacrificed an air needle, "There are also many sensitive nerve points on the fish body. If you find them correctly and stab them in, you can control them. So, catching fish can be very easy, Su Han."

"How was that done?"

"I'm a hundred to ten thousand\ small! Go ahead."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes, "When it succeeds, tell me."

After speaking, the old Taoist turned around and left.

"..."

Su Han couldn't help scolding the old Taoist in his heart, what kind of master is this, it's too unreliable, the Bible has been given to him a long time ago, but how did the Qi needle come out?How to find the location of the nerves on Yu'er's body, the master didn't say anything.

This has to be pondered by yourself, how much time it will take, it is better to tell yourself directly.

"master……"

The old Taoist ignored it, and the figure had already disappeared.The wine gourd is empty, so why don't you go and find some good wine? The qi acupuncture alone is enough for Su Han to practice for two years.

Su Han didn't have any unnecessary nonsense. He was too clear about the temper of the old Taoist. If he wanted to let himself think about it, he would definitely not say a word.

He also knows that things like medical skills are profound and obscure, and you may not be able to understand them by explaining them, and you still need to ponder and understand them by yourself.

Su Han tried to sacrifice a trace of the air needle, but it was difficult to form at all. Before he persisted for a long time, the air needle dissipated, let alone touching the fish, it was difficult to move.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Su Han kept trying, tirelessly.

……

The old Taoist doesn't care about Su Han, this is enough for Su Han to think about it carefully.

When the wine gourd is empty, you have to find wine. The best wine in the world is in the hands of that old guy from Yuanming Lake. The old Taoist will not be polite.

Yuanming Lake, a small building in the middle of the lake.

The old Taoist walked in slowly, as if no one saw him at all. He looked up at the old guy who was fishing under the willow tree in the distance, and smiled: "The old friend is here, why don't you come and entertain him?"

After speaking, he sat down on his own, smacked his lips, and moved his nose, as if searching for where the good wine was hidden.

After a while, footsteps came.

"You guy, you only know how to come and see me every time you finish drinking."

The old instructor's hair was a little gray, and he was holding a bucket in his hand. There were still fish churning, and they were placed on the ground, splashing a little water.

"However, this time, there is no wine, and I drank it all."

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't believe it."

The old Taoist stood up and started searching, "If you don't take it out, then I will find it myself."

As he spoke, he leaned on those noses and began to look for it, but he couldn't find it for a long time.

He looked at the old instructor suspiciously: "This is not your way of hospitality."

"There are plenty of fish to eat, but there really isn't much to drink."

The old instructor said, "I really can't eat fish from Yuanming Lake in other places."

The old Taoist curled his lips and pointed at the old instructor with a helpless expression: "Okay, okay, I know your fish is good, let's put it in the pot, I'll wait, and have a drink with you!"

Only then did the old instructor narrow his eyes, and a smug flash of pride flashed across his face.

Come here, don't want to drink two glasses with me, but still want to drink your own wine?Beautiful!

Soon, the smell of fish wafted from the kitchen, and the old Taoist twitched his nose: "That's right, the craftsmanship remains the same as before."

The old instructor brought up the fish, and the aroma was tangy.

"This Yuanming Lake..." The old Taoist glanced into the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is there anything unusual?"

The old instructor said while placing the chopsticks: "No, with me in charge, what's wrong?"

"I'm afraid that there will be some movement over there. What's really going to happen. I can't help you with my current state." The old Taoist shook his head and said, "Aside from drinking some wine, I really have nothing else to do. Method."

"rest assured."

The old instructor said, "Everything has its own destiny."

He walked into the room, and quickly took out a jar, the old Taoist's eyes were straightened immediately: "It's really hidden!"

Right in front of my eyes, I didn't even notice it?

The old instructor poured two bowls, touched the old Taoist, and drank.

"However, there has been some movement in the lake recently. It doesn't seem to be caused by that side, but more like our own side, as if something is about to happen." The old instructor said, "Tell me, could it be Kunlun's side?"

The old Taoist shook his head, and immediately said: "It's not good for you to leave, I'll take a look back and tell you what's going on."

The old instructor nodded.

"Good wine."

The old Taoist said, "It's windy in Kunlun, I have to bring some with me to keep out the cold."

"You cook the fish well. Tomorrow, I have to ask my apprentice to learn from you. He can braise and steam, and the taste is the same."

The old Taoist continued, "No matter how you teach, you can't learn, you're so stupid."

The old instructor just laughed.

How could a stupid person become an apprentice of an experienced Taoist?

"Is it Su Yang's son?" He said.

The old Taoist nodded and kept drinking.

"Kunlun is thanks to him." The old instructor took a deep breath, turned his head and looked into the distance, "old guy, tell me, it's really not easy to make this place safe. Not to mention, there is With so many things hidden in the dark, if they all wake up, what will this world be like?"

"What?"

The old Taoist smiled, "I don't know. Anyway, there is wine to drink and fish to eat. My old bone is still useful for guiding apprentices. As for what will happen in the future, that is the apprentice's business. I believe he will not will disappoint me."

He ate vegetables while talking, and drank wine at the same time, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Don't say it, it must be better than the apprentice you brought!"

"Who said that?"

……

The two old men argued.

And at that time.

Su Han was half-body soaked in the pool, and there were quite a few fish floating around, all with their mouths open and eyes staring, with a look of lovelessness on their faces.

And his fingers continuously turned into needles, grabbed a fish, and then searched for a nerve point to pierce it...

"Hahaha, I thought it was so difficult, Master, you just want to stump me? But it's not that easy!"

"Using Qi to control needles... So that's how it is, I understand, I understand!"

"Qigong is the foundation. Luck is above the fingers. The most important thing is stability. The profound energy in the dantian is very important. The Scriptures are really amazing."

"But this fish is nerves, what about people? People are acupuncture points. The master asked me to memorize the acupuncture point map. When can I try it, but where can I catch people?"

"Master, when will you come back, I want to try on you!"

He was overjoyed, and with a stroke of his palm, the air needles on the fish floating around disappeared instantly, as if they were suddenly released from the shackles, and hurriedly twisted their bodies to escape.

Su Han stretched out his hand and grabbed one: "You're out of luck, take it as my dinner today!"

He laughed, and his voice echoed throughout the pool.