After waking up, he became the male favorite of his old enemy

In today's world of comprehension, there are only four people in the transcending tribulation period except him and Qian Xun. He looked around, no matter those who escaped from the world, or those who broke through retreat, they were all gathered here.

These four great powers in the tribulation-crossing period are Taoist Jiayou of the fourth level of the lower realm of crossing the catastrophe, Taoist Lord Mingyun of the first level of the middle realm of crossing the catastrophe, monk Baicuo of the sixth level of the lower realm of crossing the catastrophe, and sixth-level of the upper realm of crossing the catastrophe. The highest-level Holy Crown Daojun.

Among them, Shengmian Daojun has the highest cultivation level, even higher than that of Yao Jiuliang and Qian Xun, but he is the weakest in combat among the six superpowers of the tribulation period.

Shengmian Daojun is the closest existence to ascension, and now he is more than 600 years old, but he looks like a sickly young man in his 20s, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Similarly, he is also one of the most special practitioners in the cultivation world.

There are three thousand ways in the world, and everyone has different cultivation methods. Whether it is sword cultivation, art cultivation, physical cultivation or magic cultivation, the cultivation methods are very different, but there is always a inheritance. Only the cultivation method of Shengmian Daojun is The only existence that cannot be inherited or even copied.

Shengmian Daojun was just a mortal at the beginning, and he was a sickly mortal who would be sick and bedridden for three months if he walked two more steps.

Due to poor health, Shengmian Daojun learned medical skills from the most famous doctor in the mortal world since he was a child, and healed his congenital deficiencies by the way. Maybe it was because God deprived him of his healthy body. He has a rare one in a thousand years. He has a great medical talent, but at the age of the crown, his medical skills surpassed his master, and he became the number one doctor in the mortal world.

It's just that his body is weak, even if he sees a doctor for others, he can't see a few before he has to rest, so he has left a strange personality in the mortal world, so that unless he really has some unexplainable intractable disease, he will Go find him, so his reputation is not good.

But Shengmian Daojun doesn't care about these false names. For him, it is enough for him to be worthy of his own heart. He thinks that he will always be like this, save one or two people occasionally, and save himself for a short period of time on weekdays. life until his own death.

But at this moment, a huge plague swept the mortal world.

The people live in dire straits, changing their sons to eat, sealing off cities, burying people alive, and burning people alive are the most common things during the plague. People at that time were almost numb to such things.

This time, the plague is so fierce that there is no chance for people to resist. It only takes one month from infection to death, and there is no cure.

Shengmian Daojun couldn't stand it anymore. As a doctor, he couldn't see these people suffering from diseases, so he stood up.

However, no one is willing to be with him. The plague this time is too fierce. The country has closed the city. We just need to wait for the people who are locked up to die one by one, and the plague will disappear naturally.

But Daoist Shengmian couldn't see this. These people are still alive. As a doctor, if he doesn't save them, who will save them!

His master knew this and did not stop him, but asked him: "How many people can be saved with your body? One or two? Or three or four? Or if you can't save even one, let's go first." dead?"

But Shengmian Daojun replied: "If you can save one person, it is a worthwhile trip. If you save two people, you will make money from the trip. If you save three or four people, it will be a lot of money. If you can save one person, you will not be able to save one person." , that is also worthy of the heart of a doctor and worthy of the name of a doctor."

So, sick and weak, he stepped into dire straits alone.

However, he didn't die, but he couldn't save anything. This plague didn't seem like something in this world at all. A genius like him couldn't find a chance to get it.

Yes, he didn't know the symptoms of the plague at all. He only knew that people who got the plague would have skin ulcers, bleeding from the ears, nose, and mouth, and nails on the fingers and toes would fall off one by one. The terrible thing is that under normal circumstances, plague patients must The high fever that would have occurred did not appear, making it impossible for Shengmian Daojun to prescribe the right medicine.

The most bizarre thing is that Shengmian Daojun has been in close contact with these patients every day, but he has not been infected with the disease, but now he completely ignores these, and people die in front of him every day, but he is powerless. He couldn't even bury these people, he was almost going crazy. ,

Until one day, there was a five-year-old child whose hair and scalp all fell off. When Daoist Sheng Mian was applying medicine for her, the painful and unconscious child bit her arm. It was so tight, he bit off a piece of his flesh, but at this time, Shengmian Daojun couldn't feel anything, he was more numb than those patients, even what he thought when his own flesh was bitten off It's all, this poor little girl has regained some strength than before, and it may be that the decoction has helped.

However, miracles always happened so suddenly, the little girl's body gradually recovered, the only bad thing was that the hair on her head could no longer grow back, but so what, she survived!She is cured!These people who can only wait to die, ushered in the hope of life!

All of a sudden, this city abandoned by the world changed from its lifeless appearance in the past, and everyone's face was filled with the hope of life.

People said that Shengmian Daojun's decoction worked, and even held a small banquet for it to celebrate their ushering in their future.

However, Shengmian Daojun knew that his soup was useless, what was useful was himself and his flesh.

He didn't understand why, he only knew that it was something useful, and since it was useful, he used it, healer, to save people.

From that day on, everyone can go to Shengmian Daojun to receive a bowl of decoction, but sometimes the amount of these decoctions is large and sometimes small, and Shengmian Daojun has to rest for seven days for every seven days of medicine, and Shengmian Daojun I haven't seen anyone since the day I started distributing the medicine.

It just so happened that the previous rumors that he had a strange temper saved him a lot of trouble, and no patients came to disturb his life.

In this way, in just three months, the people in the whole city became more and more thorough, and the plague disappeared.

People are all rushing to tell each other that their city no longer needs to be sealed off!They are free!They survived!

The first thing these people did was to come to thank Shengmian Daojun, but they didn't answer for a long time when they knocked on the door.

They thought that Daoist Shengmian was too tired, so he relaxed for a while and fell asleep, so they didn't bother him anymore.

But on the second day, there was still no response for a long time, and people began to feel that something was wrong. They broke into the door, and all they saw was a pair with red meat hanging on it, maggots drilled in the meat, black, smelly and rotten. From the still intact face, people can recognize that this is the Holy Crown Daojun!

All of a sudden, these people understood how they survived.

The sound of wailing spread throughout the city, and it rained heavily as if even the heavens were weeping for the Holy Crown Prince.

People don't know how Shengmian Daojun did it. People only know that this is their savior, the great doctor who saved them with his own life, and he is worthy of them to build temples and worship them for generations.

They carried the dead Shengmian Daojun, facing the rain that could not see anything clearly, opened the city gate, and walked out.

They want everyone to know the deeds of Shengmian Daojun!

They want everyone to weep and regret for Shengmian Daojun!

They want the name of Shengmian Daojun's doctor to spread throughout every inch of Xiazhou!

However, what awaited them were long spears and swords glowing with silver light and heavy cavalry soldiers.

country, kill them.

No one believed that they would not be infected with the plague again, no one believed that they were already cured, and no one knew that there was such a frail healer who saved a whole city with his own life.

They hate it!

Hate this ruthless country ruled by people who don't know where they come from!

I hate those doctors who dare not come here because they are greedy for life and afraid of death!

What I hate even more is that they lost their lives in vain for nothing after being rescued by Shengmian Daojun!

They hate it!

They would rather die in the plague than be killed by their own compatriots!

They would rather be tortured by the plague, and they don't want the achievements of the Holy Crown Daojun to be cut off!

They feel guilty...

If the one who survived was Shengmian Daojun, it would be great if they were the ones who died...

Suddenly, the big rain washed all the blood away and stopped.

There was a burst of colorful light from the sky. Birds came from the east and sang songs together. The sky was clear and the flowers all over the city bloomed in an instant.

Streams of white light flew from the piles of corpses, wrapping around the skeleton of Daoist Shengmian.

First the fingers, then the skin, the bits and pieces of white light re-gathered into the flesh and blood of the Holy Crown Daojun, and with the sound of a bell that could be heard throughout Xiazhou, the flowers that bloomed all over the city suddenly turned into a blur. Thank you, and Daoist Shengmian also opened his eyes at this moment.

A golden bridge of light descended from the sky in front of Shengmian Daojun, and he stepped on the bridge of light.

Every time he took a step, a golden lotus bloomed on the light bridge, and his cultivation level improved by one level.

Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying... until the sixth level of the upper realm of crossing the catastrophe, Shengmian Daojun suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked in front of the city gate where the dead bodies were lying, and suddenly shed a tear, he said: "The diseases of the world have not been cured, how can I become a fairy!"

After all, he jumped down from the bridge of light and returned to this mortal world.

So far, Shengmian Daojun has become the most special existence in the cultivation world. He has no other abilities except his medical skills, which is the best in Xiazhou. Now he stays in the cultivation world with only one purpose, which is to find three thousand The murderer of the plague that did not form naturally 600 years ago.

Seeing Lord Shengmian, Yao Jiuliang couldn't help touching his chin. Could it be that the plague back then is closely related to all these things now?

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