no thoughts [cultivation]

It was autumn when Meng Yi arrived in the mortal world.

Everything in the north has begun to wither, the cold wind howls, and the leaves flutter and fall to the ground, piling up into a thick layer of withered yellow.

It is not easy for a cultivator to cross the mortal world.

In order to maintain the balance between the two sessions, cultivators are not allowed to use magic arts at will in the human world.At the same time, the realm of the cultivator will also be limited. No matter how powerful the cultivator is, the limit of spiritual power that can be used here is just the foundation building. The cultivator of the foundation building stage in the qi refining stage is in the mortal world, except that the strength is stronger than ordinary people. , there is no difference.

As far as Meng Yi is concerned, he can exert his strength in the early stage of foundation establishment. In this realm, in the mortal world, as long as he moves his fingers, he is already an existence that can turn clouds and rain.

But even if the strength of the Qi refining period or even the foundation building period is exerted, the actions of the cultivators are still spied on by the Dao of Heaven, and they must not cross the boundaries, especially must not interfere with the change of dynasties in the mortal world, and must not disturb the aura of the emperor.Like Meng Yi, there is still room to spare after the realm is restricted, and he cannot use spiritual power at will, otherwise it is very likely to suffer backlash.

In the mortal world in late autumn, what is desolate is not only the bleak autumn scenery, but also the withered population.

Meng Yi wandered between the prefectural city and the villages and towns, and he knew that at this time, the mountains and rivers were in turmoil, and there was a tendency of several countries to stand together and compete for the world.

Due to the war, most of the people were displaced and their families were destroyed.

Limited by the law of heaven, Meng also cannot use magic to interfere with the lives of mortals. At this time, he cannot change hands and dynasties with Interfering. Therefore, in troubled times, he has become a wandering doctor.

Meng Yi wore an old green shirt for many years, blurring his face, and appeared among the refugees with a medicine box on his back, treating patients for free.He used all the medicinal materials and prescriptions of mortals, and in the process of treatment, he gradually realized that he created new prescriptions for the treatment of diseases-these are all within the scope allowed by the law of heaven.

Hunger and violence give birth to the deepest evil thoughts in people's hearts. Some tyrants take advantage of the turmoil in the mountains and rivers to fall into the grass and occupy the mountains as kings. Sleep.Therefore, in the process of practicing medicine, Meng Yi was besieged and robbed, and was almost dragged into being Mrs. Yazhai, and countless people who had been rescued followed him and were unwilling to leave.

He seems to have the whole world in his heart, he is virtuous and kind, and he is indifferent and awe-inspiring. Most of those who followed him gradually left, and some followed him for a long time without getting tired.

That day, Meng Yi rescued the young man who was in prison, healed his injuries, and then, as always, indifferently picked up the medicine box and headed for the next destination.

The young man was probably killed by the war where corpses were everywhere. His relatives died, his family was destroyed, he lost the ability to speak, and he kept silent all day long, just blindly following behind Meng Yi, watching him heal the wounded and sick.

Rain or shine, over mountains and over mountains.

Meng Yi neither chased him away nor tried to talk to him.

At first the young man would test, and later he started to play with food, he would give food to Meng Yi first, but Meng Yi didn't eat, and he didn't eat at other times.Meng Yi didn't eat or drink, and continued to move forward, not like ordinary people, and the young man didn't seem to care, but after a long time, he only prepared his own food.

The two walked forward in silence, through the desolate northern desert, and also through the small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Until one day, Meng Yi stopped, turned around and asked him if he wanted to study medicine.

So the wandering doctors became two people.

Two years later, the boy suddenly disappeared, Meng Yi didn't care about it, and went on the road alone.

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This turmoil lasted for 13 years.

The world divides and unites, some people fight for power, some die for loyalty, some want to be a hero in troubled times but die unexpectedly... Finally, the world is reconciled as one, wars cease and dynasties change.

On the day when the new emperor ascended the throne and sacrificed to heaven, Meng Yi hid his face, stood among the common people, and looked up.

All the courtiers and common people on the ground knelt down, and on the high platform, the new emperor was dressed in cumbersome and noble bright yellow clothes, accepting the so-called will from "heaven".He has a bright yellow dragon aura on his body, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless common people and enemy soldiers in the war. Now that he has wiped it off, he is using it to protect the surviving people.

One will be a million bones.

For the next ten years, the new emperor will have to work hard to reorganize the dilapidated country and appease the people of the world.

When the new emperor put on the crown, Meng Yi turned and left.

The young man who had followed him silently to study medicine had finally become the master of the world.

After the country was stabilized, he announced to the world that he wanted to find Meng Yi, but to no avail, so he devoted all his energy to this, but still found nothing.

Until his hair was gray and his life was on the verge of dying, his dizzy eyes were suddenly full of energy, and he pointed at the person in front of him tremblingly.

Meng Yi never deliberately made his face age with the passage of time, and that person knew that he was not extraordinary.He had searched for him for all these years, and when he was dying after dozens of years, he was finally able to hold his hand, with tears streaming down his face, and called out in a loud voice: "Doctor Meng, Doctor Meng..."

eventually passed away.

Meng Yi closed the man's eyes and recited a sutra for him.

He has seen countless kinds of sorrows and joys, life, old age, sickness and death, and knows what should be saved and what should not be saved, right and wrong, right and wrong, and understands its meaning, but he doesn't understand it.

The scenery and human feelings along the way are seen in the eyes, but not in the heart.

He couldn't even sigh.

Every time at this time, Meng Yi would remember that he was pursuing the Dao in this way just to fight Xuanwen.

In the beginning, he was affectionate and righteous, he was respected and respected by Xuan Wen, that year he was on the line of life and death, he was disappointed by Xuan Wen, now that he has lost his emotions, it is still Xuan Wen who wants to kill.

Thinking of this, Meng also carried the medicine box on his back, left this place, and started on the road again.

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The location of the necklace is only an approximate location, Meng Yi has been hiding his name all year round, and because of the war and turmoil, it is difficult to deliver news, when Lingrui found Meng Yi, it was more than 90 years later.

The person sitting on the throne has changed three times.

With the construction and rectification of the previous emperors’ political clarity, coupled with the fact that the pilgrims were upright and upright, and virtuous ministers were used, the rectified court was full of integrity. Except for some royal relatives who had no real power, there were very few people who were dead. .

The world is clean and the rivers are clean, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, this is the so-called grand event and peace in the world.

When a dynasty is in prosperity, the world is at peace.Just after the Spring Festival, in the spring of February, there were countless candidates who went to Beijing to rush for the exam, and the swan songs of various talents and beauties were widely circulated along the way.

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In the inn in the capital, Meng Yi put the medicine box on the table, ordered a cup of tea, didn't drink it, just listened to the world, but suddenly heard a voice as crisp as a bell calling: "Brother Baihan!"

The voice was pleasant to the ear, and the customers in the store followed the voice, and saw a charming woman standing at the door, her eyebrows were like willow eyes like stars, her lips were red and her cheeks were pink, she was suddenly graceful and graceful.But the person he called was so strange that people couldn't remember their appearance, they were clearly in the same inn, and they were so close.

Before Meng Yi turned his head back, the wind-like and beautiful girl had already pounced on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Brother Baihan, Ruier has found you."

Meng Yi pulled her off his shoulders, let her sit on the chair opposite, and asked, "What's the matter here?"

Hearing this, Lingrui smiled happily and said, "Come and accompany Brother Baihan to see the flowers in the rain, listen to the bells ringing in the wild temple, sleep in the illuminated passenger boat at dusk, and never return at night."

Come and help Brother Baihan seek the Dao and enlightenment.