Ninth In the World

Di Jiu knew that after realizing the two secrets of time, he still wanted to reincarnate. It's not that he must repair his Taoist heart, but that he has to repair his Taoist heart.

It's like many people yearn for peace, but they can't enjoy this kind of peace, because there are always some people who are full of hostility. If you don't resist, they will crush you directly. If you want peace, you must first strengthen yourself and suppress the hostility that wants to crush you.

Di Jiu calmed down his mood as the two pieces of time and space still couldn't stop him from suppressing him. Then he carefully took out a piece of jade and hung it around his neck. It was given to him by Cao Xi before he left. He suspected that his Tao was probably because of Cao Xi, so he had to bring Cao Xi's things with him. He did not look back at Bodhizi now. Di Jiu himself did not know whether he would meet Cao Xi after reincarnation.

Since one is perfecting one's Tao mind, one cannot have memory. If there is memory, there will be traces. Traces deliberately pursued cannot perfect one's Tao.

His memory must not be lost. His memory follows his Tao and thoughts and remains on the Bridge of Reincarnation. After the Bridge of Reincarnation takes him to reincarnation, it will be attached to his sea of ​​consciousness. When he had the first trace of spiritual thoughts, that was when he recovered his memory and returned to Lunhui Bridge to merge with Tao Yun.

With the first trace of spiritual thought, he may not necessarily have perfected his Tao and repaired his Taoist heart. However, Di Jiu is certain that when he regains his spiritual thoughts after reincarnation, whether he meets Cao Xi or not, his Tao will gradually be perfected. He chose to reincarnate and did it. Doing it doesn't mean it will be successful, but it will make him have no regrets.

Di Jiu looked at the Reincarnation Bridge that was still floating in front of him. He calmed down and no longer cared about it. He raised his feet and stepped slowly into the Reincarnation Bridge. At the same time, Dao Yun dispersed.

The moment Di Jiu stepped into the reincarnation bridge with his first foot, his body became weaker. With every step Di Jiu took into the depths of the reincarnation bridge, his figure became weaker and weaker until his body was completely It disappeared, following the Reincarnation Bridge into the void, without any trace left.

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Dajijia Village.

This is just a small village in Yemen County. Even though the name of this village has a big character, it is still a small village. There are not even a thousand villages like this in the entire Yemen County, but there are only five or six hundred.

There are nearly 300 households in Dajijia Village, and 90% of the people have the surname Ji, so it is called Dajijia Village, but there are also some other surnames in Jijia Village.

Di Baiyi is the foreign surname who came to Dajijia Village. Compared with other foreign surnames, there are only one family and two people with the Di surname.

Although Di's surname is a foreign surname to Dajijia Village, Di Baiyi has not been excluded. On the contrary, during the holidays, many people even specially send some things.

The main reason is that Dr. Di Bai's medical skills are very good. Adults and children in the village come to see Dr. Di Bai when they have a headache or fever. The name Di Baiyi is also because of his very good medical skills. Some people say that he is a good doctor, so they all call him Di Baiyi. Over time, Di Baiyi's original name has been forgotten.

Di Baiyi did not marry a wife, and his only relative was a disciple, his adopted son Di Jiu.

More than 20 years ago, Dr. Di Bai saw the infant Di Jiu when he was looking for medicinal materials in the mountains. Dr. Di Bai felt pity and took Di Jiu home, and he just made a small name in the mountain.

Because he had no relatives, Di Baiyi regarded Shan Lai as his own relative and studied medicine with him. Whenever someone comes to see a doctor and says that Dr. Di Bai will come again in the future, Dr. Di Bai will laugh and say, In the future, if he can achieve one-tenth of my ability, I will be satisfied.

Others also knew that Di Baiyi was telling the truth. Na Shanlai was too dull, he learned the front and forgot the back, and he seemed to be distracted every day. If he hadn't done things in a relatively orderly manner, everyone would have thought Shanlai was a fool. Over time, others began to think that Shanlai's medical skills would not be even one-tenth of Di Bai's in the future, so he would simply be called Di Jiu.

Everyone called him Di Jiu. Doctor Di Bai simply didn't bother to give Di Jiu a name and just called him Di Jiu.

Maybe it was because Di Jiu was too dull, so he seemed to be slower than others in everything he did. When others are twenty-two years old, they may have already graduated from college or become a real professional warrior. When Di Jiu was twenty-two years old, he had been in the third year of high school several times but failed to get into college.

Di Baiyi was also old and frail, and finally fell ill. When he passed away, Di Jiu had not been admitted to college. Di Baiyi went there, and with the help of the villagers, Di Jiu took care of Di Baiyi's affairs. In addition, since he was not good at literature or martial arts, he could only stay in the medical clinic left by Dr. Di Bai.

It’s just that everyone in Dajijia Village and surrounding villagers knows that the origin of Di Jiu’s name is that he doesn’t even have one percent of the medical skills of Doctor Di. In addition, he has not even passed the college entrance examination, and he does not have a medical qualification certificate. Therefore, no matter how famous Dr. Di Bai was before, no one would dare to come to this medical clinic for Di Jiu to see a doctor.

Fortunately, Di Baiyi had left behind a considerable amount of property. Although Di Jiu had no income, he could barely make ends meet for the time being.

He would leave the village every day with a pensive expression on his face, go to the mountains to look for medicinal materials, and then come back under the moonlight with still a pensive expression on his face.

Sometimes when I go out in one day, I just collect a few medicinal plants. That's it, Di Jiu still goes out early and comes back late, even on rainy days.

From the point of collecting medicinal materials from the mountains, Di Jiu not only perfectly inherited the tradition of Di Baiyi, but also carried it forward.

As the days passed, people in the village became accustomed to it.

…

On this day, the weather was a little gloomy, and a car with a brand that no one in the village could recognize slowly drove into the village.

Several aunts chatting in the village turned their attention to the car. According to their experience, even if they could not recognize the brand of the car, the person who could ride in the car was not a simple person because of its majestic appearance.

The car stopped in front of a few chatting aunts. A pretty woman wearing a fine platinum necklace lowered the window and asked, Aunties, where is Doctor Di Bai's house?

Di Baiyi? Doctor Di Bai is dead.

Are you looking for Dr. Di Bai? He has been dead for more than half a year. Someone replied.

Doctor Di Bai is dead? The pretty woman was stunned for a moment, and then became a little confused. She came here to find Dr. Di Bai. If Dr. Di Bai died, who should she go to?

The man sitting in the front row asked hurriedly, Then, does Dr. Di Bai have any brothers or disciples?

The aunt who just answered told the truth, Doctor Di Bai has a disciple, but he is a little young. Their family is over there.

After the aunt finished speaking, she pointed at Dr. Di Bai's small medical clinic. The subtle hint of youth in his words meant that the medical skills of Doctor Di Bai's disciples were really not very good.

Thank you. Master Cheng, please drive over. The man in the front seat said to the driver.

The driver responded and started the car. The pretty woman frowned and said, Brother Pang, Yixun's illness is so serious that countless experts at home and abroad are helpless. Even if they find Dr. Di Bai, they may not be able to cure it. What's the use of looking for his disciples?

The man named Pang Ge sighed, Lan Yan, if there was a way, would we come here? Doctor Di Bai was also recommended by Master Yiming of Huangjing Temple. We don't have to believe that Doctor Di Bai, don't you, Master Yiming, Don’t believe it either?”

Lan Yan sighed and said nothing. Just as Pang Ge said, if there was a way, who would be willing to come to such a small mountain village to find a village doctor?

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The roar of the car woke up Di Jiu, who was deep in thought, but he did not raise his head and was still playing with the medicinal materials in his hand. Ever since he could remember, he had always felt that there was something important that he had not remembered. As for what important thing it was, he had thought about it for more than 20 years and never thought of it.