Pursuing Immortality

In the evening, congratulate the house.

A car came from a distance and stopped slowly in front of the gate. As soon as the door opened, it was Wang Yao and the man. He Zun and Li Yan were already waiting in the courtyard, and hurried to welcome them.

"Haha, you have not lost any weight."

"You are the same ... Yo, He Dong, we haven't seen you in a long time."

Wang Wangyao greeted Li Yan and shook hands with He Zun before introducing: "This is the infinite view of the Lotus Mountain, Mo Daochang."

The two of them did not move, they looked carefully, seeing this old road crane looks childish, his eyes closed and clear, although they are an old gray robe, but they have an air of dust.

They are all big coffee shoppers, knowing countless people, but they are more beautiful in appearance. Immediately, He Zun gathered a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Dao Ken is personally going out of the mountain. It is an honour, please hurry up!"

I said, several people entered the main hall. Li Yang was waiting inside, just sitting in a wheelchair with a gloomy expression.

Both parties took a seat without talking about the business, but chatting casually. Li Yan first said: "I heard that there are true immortals on the Lianhua Mountain, and today it really deserves its name. I don't know which one is the successor?"

Chang Mo said with a smile: "The poor Taoist teacher has learned from the true true ancestors of Quanzhen Nanzong's Zixu. It should have been 1,000 years since the first ancestors counted."

"..."

He Hezun drew his lips, which sounded awkward, as if the other party would spit a flying sword in the next second, and the clouds were raining. He didn't believe this, only thinking that he was pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a mystery.

Li Yan was very interested, and asked, "I know that the true truth is divided into the North and the South, but the specifics are not clear. Today is a rare opportunity. Can the Chief explain the explanation?"

"This one……"

Lao Dao looked at Chang Chang, and laughed, "Okay, just talk about the poor."

"Today Taoism is divided into two major factions: Zhengyi and Quanzhen. Zhengyi was established by Zhang Tianshi, and divided into Maoshan, Lingbao, Qingwei, and Jingming. Seven disciples, Tan Chuduan, Qiu Chuji and other seven disciples, named the Seven True Sons. The first ancestors of the Nanzong were Ziyang real people, the second ancestor Cuixuan real people, the third ancestors Zixian real people, the fourth ancestors Cui virtual people, and the five ancestors. North Qizhen and South Five Ancestors. "

"The two sects of the north and the south pay particular attention to the inner Dan Taoism. They are different from each other. Therefore, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Nanzong merged into the Quanzhen religion, and the momentum rose sharply to lead the world."

"Poor Dad became a monk in Jiangnan from a young age. He traveled the world at the age of forty, and then opened up to watch and apprentice in Lianhua Mountain ..."

Speaking of this, Li Yang interrupted suddenly, and said, "I heard that Wuliangguan has been built for more than thirty years. I wonder if this year ..."

呵 "Oh, there are five in seventy."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. This person is not old, and if he has black hair, it is no problem to say that he is middle-aged. He Zun also secretly thought, could not help but solemnly.

"Didi!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, when he heard the sound of a car outside, he walked into one person, but He Tian arrived.

"Hey, come on, this is Mr. Mo Dao."

He Hezun beckoned, intending to introduce one or two.

Who knows that the goods were ignored, went straight to Li Yang, sat down, and said, "I don't care who you are and can cure our disease. I can give you a gimmick. If you can't cure it, you can do it. Blame me. "

货 The goods are arrogant. After they explode, they become even stronger.

"you!"

He Hezun couldn't stop his face and was about to scold him. The old man waved his hand and smiled: "There is no absolute thing in the world, and the poor are too afraid to talk too much, let alone look at your problem."

"Humph!"

He Hetian coldly hummed, turned his head to kiss his good brother, it was even worse, and his spirit was as bad as death.

One on the leg and one on the lower body. Naturally, look at the former first. Li Yan squatted down and lifted up his son's trousers. His legs were so scary white that there seemed to be no blood circulation.

Mr. Mo Mo looked at it, and then consulted the pulse, Fang said: "It is really damaged meridians, qi and blood stasis."

Then, he also squatted, pinched on the calf of the other side, spit out his fingers, and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

"No pain." Li Yang shook his head.

"Where?" He moved half an inch up.

"It doesn't hurt."

"Where is it?"

"Well……"

Li Yang frowned, and said, "It's sour and painful."

Lao Dao nodded, and took out the bag from her arms. There were dozens of silver needles of different thickness and length. He pulled out a slender silver needle and pierced the acupuncture point.

Then came out another one, this one is slightly different, the tip has a triangular shape, dedicated to bleeding and fever. He twisted lightly, and a little blood poured out, but the color was quite dark, almost black-purple ...

After so many procedures, about half an hour later, Fang completed the inspection.

"How is the Taoist Master?" Li Yan asked quickly.

"No accident, the situation of that person is also similar, all are meridian injuries."

"Can that be cured?"

难 "It's hard! Applying acupuncture every day, and then luck and massage, may be useful."

The old man seemed unwilling to talk more about this topic, put away the rolls and sit down again: "You guessed it very well. Someone did it, and the humane is very thorough. It's not easy ... Listen to you, they suddenly developed the disease? "

"Yes, very suddenly." Li Yandao.

"Did you have some physical contact before that?"

"How to contact?" He Tian couldn't help asking.

只要 "As long as the opponent's hand touches any part of you."

"Oh! Where am I going to remember?" He groaned again.

"..."

Everyone was too lazy, but He Zun didn't believe it, but it would be a little shaken. He asked tentatively, "Dao Chief, do you believe in evil?"

"The evil law is not so bad, it's just some special means. If that person wants to use it, he will touch it with his hand. You can follow this clue to find ... Oh, the interval will not be too long, it should be on the day ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The two of them looked at each other with joy, and the search scope was greatly reduced. He Zun busyly said: "You will stay with me for a few days, and we will inform you as soon as the results come. "

"No, I just want to go to Taiqing Palace to place an order." The old man waved his hand.

Taiqing Palace is a Taoist temple in Shengtian City, and the incense is quite rich. In the past, the pending orders were all in order. First of all, you must dress well and shouted, "Master in the room, compassion!"

The room must be answered before entering.

There was a question and answer within the entrance, what was "where did the old practice come from?" "The disciples came back from somewhere." "Which old school are you from?" "Disciple is a certain group" and so on.

After that, I have to retreat and participate in the cooking, so that the order can be successfully placed.

Of course, save it now. You can watch the name of the Lord in countless ways and you must be entertained everywhere. Mr. Mo sat down for a while, then got up to leave.

Li Yan went to the same car to send it, and He Zun and others followed. As soon as I left the gate on the first floor, I heard someone screaming above:

"what!"

All the people raised their necks together and felt that a dark thing had been dropped from the second floor, facing He Tian's head. The crowd did not respond, and He Tian was aggressive, but he did not know how to dodge.

When the thing was about to hit the top of the head, I saw a puffy sleeve thrown out, gently bottomed the pocket, and then turned again, the gray sleeves fluttered like a cloud, fluttering upward.

"Next!"

With a sip, the thing flew back to the second floor and landed on the railing steadily.

Huh!

Then everyone saw it clearly, it was a huge polychrome flowerpot, and a frightened female nanny.

(Chapter 33 is still in a small black room. The editor seems to be home on vacation. I can't unblock it for a short time. But you can also see it ...)