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The corridor was very long, and there was almost no end in sight. Lin Jixuan didn't know how long he walked.It was pitch black all around, and occasionally a ray of light flashed, which lasted for a long time, as if the sky and the earth were standing still on this small road that didn't know where it was leading.

The unknown ahead keeps people's heart in suspense, and the high-frequency repetitive mechanical walking continues to wear down people's patience and willpower. Lin Jixuan kept a rhythm and continued to move forward.

The only sound was his footsteps in the empty corridor.

Until a piece of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, like water splashed on the ground, illuminating the entire space brightly.

The tall man casually used his mobile phone to light up the lights, and walked over from another fork in the road. The two looked surprised when their eyes collided.

He Dongyuan walked over quickly, stopped when he was approaching Lin Jixuan, frowned and asked, "Is it true or not? Tsk, you can't tell at all."

Lin Jixuan glanced at him, and continued to walk straight ahead: "Why are you here?"

"I don't know," He Dongyuan followed his footsteps, and kept looking at him curiously, looking back and forth several times, "When I enter the door, there is a food street, which is very popular. Eight major cuisines are active, and all of them are hot. Arranged in two rows. It's a pity that I met a hard nail like me, walked straight through, walked into a dark corridor, and finally met you. Where are you?"

"I walked for half an hour," Lin Jixuan said, "it's always been this way, and I can't even tell whether I'm walking in a straight line or turning a detour."

"Go straight?" He Dongyuan was startled, "Did you meet anything else?"

"Yes." Lin Jixuan raised his eyes and glanced at him. After He Dongyuan realized it, he pointed to the tip of his nose, "Me?"

"Yes," Lin Jixuan said, "I ran into you in half an hour."

"Interesting," He Dongyuan said, "You don't suspect that I'm a fake?"

"Do you need to be suspicious?" Lin Jixuan looked away, and continued to walk forward. This road seemed to have come to an end, and there was a bright blue light in front of him. I don't know what was flickering.

He Dongyuan chuckled lightly: "Primary school boy, it seems that I am narrow-minded. I suspected that you were fake, but for a person like you, fake fakes can't be real. You should be one in a million."

Lin Jixuan let out a "hmm", and Ba Feng did not move: "It's flattering."

He walked towards the light source, and when he got closer, he realized that it was an empty room.On the ground was a huge yin-yang fish, and the blue light he saw from a distance was emanating from around this yin-yang fish.

Opposite him is an altar, with incense in full bloom. On the enshrined tablet is written "the spiritual tablet of Peng Qianqiu, the suzerain of Jindan Miaofa Lianhuaguan", and two lines of vermilion words next to it "Miaozang Tianfa, Fulu is a treasured man ", another line of small black characters traced a line of dates.

The date is long enough, thousands of years ago.What kind of suzerain has been enshrined here for thousands of years, and the incense is still so prosperous.

He Dongyuan said: "It seems that this incense should be the general memorial tablet. There is a lot of knowledge about incense. In Buddhism, after a certain master passed away, the chief disciple will offer his cassock and set up a memorial tablet for him. This memorial tablet is the most important. It can absorb incense and condense beliefs. If someone is grateful for the great virtue of this master and sets up a memorial tablet for him, this is a separate card, which can absorb one side of incense. Finally, all the incense will be gathered on the main tablet. Sacrifice. The person who built this secret room is a descendant of his first disciple? How could there be this tablet."

Lin Jixuan had heard of this saying, but... he glanced at the name on the tablet a few more times and asked, "Have you heard of this expert?"

"Haven't you heard of it?" He Dongyuan was surprised, "As a Buddhist, I've heard of it. There are five skills in Taoism - Mountain, Medicine, Fate, Physiognomy, and Divination, which are the skills of self-cultivation, medicine, and destiny. , Physiognomy and divination. This master Peng is the founder of Peng’s medical technique, and he is as famous as Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Zhang Gong and others. Peng’s golden pill is a life-saving panacea that can really revive the dead, flesh and bones, and bring the dead back to life Who dares to say this? Only Master Peng dares, tsk."

Lin Jixuan let out an "oh", raised his eyebrows and looked at He Dongyuan: "So powerful?"

"Yes," He Dongyuan stood aside, his clean and handsome face was shrouded in smoke, there was only one incense burner with three sticks of incense sticks in it, but the clouds were steaming and the clouds were flourishing, making it look very lively.

He remembered going to a temple with Lin Ye when he was a child.

That temple was very deserted, there were only three monks and a young novice monk in the whole temple.The little novice ran around with a broom, one of the three monks was surfing the Internet, the other was playing console games, and only one was able to calm down and concentrate on chanting sutras.

Lin Ye said: "I came to this temple once when I was a child. The incense was very prosperous, and there were many people who came to make wishes and fulfill their wishes. Now it is sparsely populated, and the incense burns more bleakly than my old age." Together, shaking their heads and sighing.

What kind of ancestor, he can't even remember his full name, is enshrined here and still has such a prosperous incense.

Who are you fooling?

Lin Jixuan sneered, and took two steps forward to pick up the tablet, but He Dongyuan grabbed his wrist, He Dongyuan frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Look at this great god."

"You must fear the gods." He Dongyuan let go of his hand and reminded Lin Jixuan.

When Lin Jixuan touched the tablet, a bunch of messy images rushed into his mind: Peng Qianqiu was born in a poor family, the village he lived in when he was a teenager was infected with the epidemic, and no doctor was willing to treat the villagers.Peng Qianqiu taught himself medical skills, tasted all kinds of herbs, got enlightenment by accident, obtained alchemy, and successfully refined the elixir to cure diseases and save lives, saving the whole village.Later, in order to improve the skill of alchemy medicine, he began to travel around to practice medicine. He was not afraid of life and death, he was always treated when he was sick, and he was diligent and honest all his life. I didn't realize that my disciples were all over the place.Before he died, he passed on all his life's income to an ordinary doctor in a small town.This doctor became a big disciple who truly inherited Peng Qianqiu's medical skills. Later, he studied Peng Qianqiu's alchemy and created the golden elixir and the lotus view.In these memories that come to mind, Peng Qianqiu is not called Peng Qianqiu. He was born in poverty and has no name. After his death, everyone called him "Qianqiu Healer" in order to worship him.

The cigarette in front of him distorted into a blurry figure. Lin Jixuan frowned and looked at him. The man had a short beard, was holding a cane, and was wearing rough cloth with patches all over his body. He said to Lin Jixuan, "Mr. , I have absorbed incense here for many years, and I know a little about the way of yin and yang. This old man can see that Mr. is a person with great merit, can you let me follow Mr. and continue to practice medicine?"

Before Lin Jixuan could speak, the old cell phone vibrated, he took it out of his pocket, and a message popped up on it——

"Gold-level expatriate celestial master Danzu Peng Qianqiu wants to sign a part-time job agreement with you, do you accept it?"

Two options follow immediately below: yes or no.

The page cannot be closed, he has to make a choice at this time.

Golden Celestial Master?When Lin Jixuan saw this line of prompts, Lin Jixuan was taken aback, thinking that he had read it wrong, and after reading it several times, he was sure that it was not his eyesight.He couldn't help but look up at Peng Qianqiu.

The old man described it as miserable, but his eyes were very firm. He had nothing but a string of tinkling medicine bottles hanging on his body.

He opened his mouth and said: "The old man has spent his whole life developing a variety of pills, using various medicines such as kongqing, sulfur, mercury, Zengqing, realgar, Guangmingsha, etc. to make Taiyi Jindan, Huayang Yujiang Dan, Huangdi Jiuding Pills and other elixir formulas can eliminate all kinds of diseases, prolong life, and even...reverse life and death. If you are willing to hire me, I am willing to entrust all these elixir formulas in my hands. An unfinished recipe."

What an attractive offer.

What a moving reason.

One million reasons for rejection are as vulnerable as a paper tiger in front of these.According to the sharing forum, some sharing celestial masters have never seen a gold-level celestial master relying on this app in their entire life.Now it hits the face directly, and I still beg myself to take it in.

Lin Jixuan looked at the old man expressionlessly, and took his tablet from the spiritual throne completely. The old man said: "Sir, do you agree?"

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Lin Jixuan looked at the old man sarcastically, "Who are you fooling with such clumsy means?"

He clicked No on his phone and rejected the old man's invitation.

The old man looked at Lin Jixuan mournfully, sighed, and said, "Another self-righteous idiot." He gradually disappeared in front of Lin Jixuan.

He ignored Peng Qianqiu's acting, looked down at the tablet in his hand carefully, there was something covering the surface, he leaned against the altar, and said to He Dongyuan: "Show me a light."

"Okay, boss, follow your orders."

The mobile phone light hit the tablet, and Lin Jixuan found a gap that almost fit on the tablet. He Dongyuan asked lazily: "Then you really don't want the master to be your wage earner? Are you stupid? I regret it now." It’s still too late, I’ll persuade you to come back.”

Lin Jixuan didn't say a word, and focused all his attention on the gap. His thumb nail inserted into the gap, and he broke it hard. There was a crisp "click", and an obvious mark was cracked. With the mark, he will stick it on the The outer layer of the tablet was suddenly peeled off, revealing the original text engraved on the tablet——

"The Spiritual Tablet of Feng Dan Embroidery"

The vermilion characters were engraved on the pitch-black tablet with inscriptions, like words poured out of blood, making it look like the tablet was not used for sacrificial sacrifices, but rather an introduction to some kind of sorcery.

He put away the memorial tablet, saw a small door in the room, and walked straight in.

"Primary school brother, are you going out now?" He Dongyuan smiled and stopped Lin Jixuan, "Don't you suspect that there is something wrong with this tablet? Don't you plan to stay here and take a look? I want to spend two days with you What about the world?"

Regardless of Lin Jixuan, he pushed open the small door, and a faint light shone in. The other He Dongyuan sat on a chair not far away, with his legs crossed, his chin propped up, and his index finger twitched on the table anxiously. .

He raised his head when he heard the movement, stood up from the chair, and walked over quickly: "Why did you come out so slowly? What did you meet inside?"

He glanced at Lin Jixuan, and looked at the "other self" who stood behind him and didn't come out of the door. His body subconsciously tensed up, but he soon realized something, and his whole body became relaxed. , looked at Lin Jixuan meaningfully, and laughed with [-]% malicious intentions.

"He Dongyuan" stood at the door, his figure buried in the shadow of the room, and said to Lin Jixuan: "You never thought I was real, so you don't doubt me."

Lin Jixuan didn't turn his head back: "Yes."

"why?"

"It's too fake." Lin Jixuan looked up at He Dongyuan who was smiling brightly, and asked, "Do you know Peng Qianqiu?"

He Dongyuan slightly raised his eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "Who is that? What kind of stuff is that? Also worthy of being called Qianqiu?"

Lin Jixuan smiled, then turned to look at the fake, and said seriously: "Understood? It's hard to paint a tiger's skin, and the seniors are fake too. It should be one in a million."