urban imperial doctor

Lin Simiao dropped a bomb and walked out. Lin Junhong looked at the dilapidated book in front of him, and finally reached out to take it. The cover of the book was a little damaged, and on it was the traditional Chinese characters he was familiar with, "Hua Kong Jue", and opened the page , the handwritten poems were written on the yellow paper, sweeping towards them with the momentum of piercing through the sky.

Ask God He Shou

ask where

Life geometry

Sheng He Huan

why die

what to worry about

disease

What is love

What is the common people

Qi Kuo's magnificent words are full of vicissitudes and sadness, Huang Tingzhi seems to have experienced his own life and death again in an instant, and the child sitting cross-legged slowly closes his eyes, feeling the incomprehensible sadness... Waiting for him to recover After feeling the shock in his heart, he turned the pages of the book. The way of cultivation is similar, and most of the things he pays attention to are just a word of Tao. Huang Tingzhi studied the human body very thoroughly in his previous life, and he is a person who has read both ancient and modern times, so it seems very profound to Lin Simiao. But children can understand the formula at a glance.

Hua Kong Jue only has more than a thousand words from the beginning to the end, but they are written in pearls. The whole book is divided into three volumes, which are the methods of cultivation, alchemy and weapon refining. Lin Junhong ignores the latter two and just Looking at the first step of cultivation, it is difficult for him to generate aura when he started alone, but his body is originally in a superior posture, and Lin Simiao once infused him with aura by mistake, and he immediately felt the flow of aura .

Lin Simiao herself was just ignorant, and she only stopped at her mother's story and some explanations about cultivation. She gave up the idea of ​​cultivation early on because she was not very talented, but unexpectedly gave birth to a son with excellent talent. I've read about cultivation from my speaking books since I was a child, but I don't know the dangers of cultivation at all, and I started to practice after reading Hua Kong Jue just like this. No wonder it ruined a life.

It is also thanks to the fact that Lin Junhong has drank the water from the warm spring to wash the essence step by step over the years. Although he has not started to practice systematically, his body meridians are already ready for the best preparation. An ignorant comprehension grass bird completed the transfer of a formula in this way, so that after a long time, both of them felt extremely thrilling when they recalled it.

The next day when Lin Simiao opened the door and came in, she saw her son in a five-hearted posture, knowing in her heart that the child had already made a decision, she sighed and sat beside him and waited for him to wake up. Zhou Zhou, although Ting's mother said that the longer the time to enter the samadhi, the better, and it's common for those high-level cultivators to do it for ten or a hundred years, but Lin Simiao was still worried to death, wandering around outside all day, and worrying about disturbing the child's cultivation, Externally, they have to use excuses to tell Wang Shuhua not to worry.

A week later, Lin Junhong finally opened his eyes. The eyes that were already wet and full of aura became radiant, and Lin Simiao, who had been looking at him, was stunned for a moment. After they dispersed, Lin Simiao sighed and stepped forward to knock on the child's forehead, and said with a trace of complaint: "Why don't you tell mom that you want to start practicing, it will take an hour after you come here, do you want to scare mom to death!"

Lin Junhong stuck out his tongue, grabbed his mother's arm with a smile, and said with a smile: "Mom, I didn't expect it to take so long, but I feel very comfortable after practicing. Have I grown taller?"

Lin Simiao looked at it seriously, and said with a smile: "You are just cultivating, and you didn't take hormones. How could you grow taller in seven days? It's just Junjun, have you really thought about it? There is no such thing as a road to cultivation. Who can accompany you on the journey, your mother can't give you much help, and you have to rely on yourself a lot."

"Mom, I know, and I also know that only when a person has great power can he protect himself and others. With power, I can decide to use it or not, but if I don't have power, I have no choice but to choose this path." Lin Junhong thought of the helpless death in his previous life. If he had a little background at that time, would Concubine Li dare to do anything to him, but no matter how famous he is, he is just an imperial doctor.

"Since you've made your decision, don't give up halfway. No matter what happens, your mother will support you behind your back." Lin Simiao only said this, and then thought that the child hadn't eaten or drank for seven days. Ah, he said quickly, "Mom has prepared hot porridge for you. You should come out and eat some. You haven't eaten for so long. How can your body handle it? Junjun, you are still young, so don't lose the big because of small things, you know?" ?”

Lin Junhong naturally agreed. In fact, he didn't expect that his first time would take seven days, but the transformation of the body from the inside out was refreshing, but Lin Simiao was a little surprised that after such a long time in the child, Why is there no filth coming out of the body, neither of them is aware of the wonderful effect of that space, otherwise, how could a child who has just entered the Tao hide the brilliance in his eyes.

After eating, Lin Simiao washed and washed his son himself, and then carried him to Wang Shuhua's house, nagging and saying, "It took me a lot of talking to convince your godmother that you went to a relative's house to play. Don't miss out later, your godmother will see through her eyes in the past few days, and she looks forward to your return every day."

Sure enough, when she saw the visitor Wang Shuhua showing a pleasant smile, she hugged Lin Junhong and kissed Lin Junhong hard. She forgot to ask why he disappeared, but she worked hard to cook a table of good dishes for her "thin" godson Replenishing his body, the child who had just had a full meal looked at Lin Simiao and smiled bitterly, a little helpless but very happy.

Seeing Wang Shuhua and Lin Junhong, it occurred to him that he had forgotten a major problem. He never told Lei Yanwu the reason for his disappearance. He didn't show up for seven days for no reason. I don't know why the child was worried. There was something awkward, Lin Junhong thought about how to coax that guy, while eating the food that Wang Shuhua kept bringing over.

When Lin Simiao came back from Wang's house, she fell asleep when she returned to her room. She had been by her son's side for the past few days. Eye circles, I feel that I must be more filial to my mother in this life in the future.

Closing the door lightly, Lin Junhong ran all the way to the balcony. It was noon and he didn't know if there was anyone on the other side. Lin Junhong was afraid that Lei Yanwu would not show up if that uncle was there, so he thought about picking up the small stones on the balcony and throwing them. It went over and hit the window over there with a thumping sound, but the force was not enough to break the window.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure sprang out from the other side. When the boy saw the person standing opposite, he showed surprise eyes, but the next moment it turned into cold anger. He just looked at the opposite side without making a sound. Lin Junhong saw him like this Knowing that the uncle must not be here, Lei Yanwu would never have come out if that person was at home, just looking at him like this, he knew that he must be angry again, this time the child who was originally at fault quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Yanwu, these few days Is God in a hurry, I didn't mean it."

Lei Yanwu pursed his lips, but jumped onto the balcony, staring at the little boy with a pair of phoenix eyes and asked: "What's wrong with you, I know you've been at home!"

Lin Junhong was a little hesitant to tell this boy. Thinking of Lei Yanwu's difference, he used to think that this boy was too sensitive. Now it seems that the opposite family is also a cultivator. Otherwise, how could the five-year-old boy do it? After all these years, besides Lin Simiao and Wang Shuhua, he trusted the child in front of him the most, so he said, "Look."

A spiritual force surged up in the child's hand, which is the surge of spiritual power that only a cultivator can see. Lei Yanwu was slightly startled, but thinking that Lei Ting had said that Junjun's mother was a cultivator, then the child's cultivation would be fine. It's strange, but he thinks that his ability must be better than this child, but he can't see that he has cultivated spiritual power at all. Lei Yanwu suddenly thought of that night many years ago, this child had a special system.

Although he didn't understand why this child could hide his strength and system, Lei Yanwu felt relieved for some reason, stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the child's nose, and said with a cold snort, "If you dare to disappear for no reason in the future, you will never forgive me easily. You, if there is anything you don’t understand about cultivation, you can use it to ask, although the formulas we cultivate are different, but the door to enter the Tao is similar at the beginning.”

Lin Junhong shook his head, he really didn't understand anything now, Lei Yanwu scratched his nose again, smiled and said some things to pay attention to, Lei Ting was very sad about his cultivation, the things that should be paid attention to were never missed If you want to talk about the basics, Lei Yanwu definitely knows more than Lin Simiao, and Lin Junhong has benefited a lot from what he said.

The boy had only himself in his dark eyes, and he listened carefully to what he was saying. Lei Yanwu liked this feeling of concentration, and told his experience without reservation. After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the child's forehead. , I couldn't express my happiness in my heart: "We can practice together in the future."

It was only at this time that Lin Junhong realized that he still had a cultivation partner, which was better than nothing, he happily patted the boy's arm, and said with a smile: "Well, we can practice together in the future, how great , I was afraid that I would be alone alone.”

"No, I will always be with you." Lei Yanwu looked at the boy leaning on him and said, and adjusted his posture to make him lean more comfortably. He held the child's hand with his left hand, and touched it with his right hand. With his short hair, Lin Junhong started to feel drowsy after being played by him like this, and finally fell asleep. Lei Yanwu hilariously hugged him and slept for a while, calculating the time when Lei Ting would come back, and then put him aside on the sofa On the bed, took a blanket to cover him before leaving reluctantly.