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Mu Ju said: "If the thunder and lightning these days are a catastrophe, Master Ren is afraid that he will not be able to talk to me here safely."

"That makes sense."

Although Ren has never seen what a real disaster looks like in his life.

But when I was a child, I often heard my father talk about the scenes when he broke through the extraordinary and overcame the tribulation.

It is said that dark clouds cover the sky and the sun is covered, and thunder rolls in. There are three catastrophes in total, each of which is fatal.

He used countless means to save his life before he managed to survive the disaster.

You don't need to think about it to know that the scene was much bigger than it is now.

"Since there is no way to get rid of it, we can only try to use it."

With this thought in mind, Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou and asked curiously: "Miss Mu, does she know how to use the power of luck in her body?"

He originally planned to ask the Holy Temple for this question.

After hearing how Mu Rou understood the power of luck, she couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

When Mu Rou heard this question, she didn't know what she thought of. She frowned slightly and fell into silence.

After a while, she seemed to have made an important decision. She raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng and said softly: "There is no method for how to use the power of luck, so I can only explore by myself...

To be honest, I have some research on the power of luck. If Mr. Ren can trust me, I can help Mr. Ren to straighten out the power of luck in his body and make it run smoothly. "

"Thank you so much, Miss Mu!"

Ren Pingsheng didn't know why she, as a little heavenly master, would delve into the power of luck, and didn't bother to ask.

As long as she can help herself.

Mu Rou raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said softly: "Young Master Ren, you can give me your hands."

Want physical contact?

Hearing these words, Ren Shengsheng was slightly startled. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Little Heavenly Master and found that her body was shaking slightly, and there was a slight tension between her eyebrows, as if she was restraining some emotion.

It seems that she still hates contact with men.

Just to help me, as a last resort.

Realize this.

A warm current surged through Ren Pingsheng's heart. He stepped forward, stretched out his hands, placed them on the table, and said nonchalantly: "Miss Mu, if you need me to cooperate, just ask."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

I have experience getting along with Chang An.

He knows what to do to reduce the resistance of PTSD patients.

In fact.

Mu Rou felt his carelessness, and her original nervousness did relax a little.

After calming down, he reached out and held Ren Pingsheng's hands, closed his eyes, and planned to use the power in his body to guide Ren Pingsheng's luck to operate normally.

only.

As soon as she felt the power of luck in Ren Pingsheng's body, she felt that what was in front of her was a rushing river, rolling in with overwhelming momentum and far more tyrannical than she imagined!

"puff--"

In just two breaths, Mu Rou was unable to withstand this force, vomiting blood and fell into Ren Pingsheng's arms.

"Miss Mu!"

The sudden change shocked Ren Shengsheng, and he instinctively reached out to support her. After steadying her figure, he observed carefully and found that her breath was very weak.

It is no exaggeration to say that Qi is like a gossamer!

Ren Pingsheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Without any hesitation, he took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Mu Rou's mouth.

The elixir melts in your mouth and takes effect quickly.

After a few breaths.

Mu Rou's breath has become much calmer.

"Miss Mu..."

A soft cry.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes, with a look of weakness on her face.

Even so, he still replied softly: "Hmm..."

"It's good to be alive."

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "I'll help the girl go to bed to rest."

As he said that, he held her waist and walked to the bed. After placing her on it, he said, "Miss Mu, I'll call the imperial doctor later."

Mu Rou wanted to refuse, but because her body was too weak, she couldn't open her mouth at all, so she had to give up.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated, and strode out of the house. He first called Qiu'er, explained the situation, and asked her to take care of her.

Immediately afterwards, he walked out of the courtyard and called two guards.

Instruct one of them to go to the palace and ask for the imperial doctor.

Another person went to Baiyun Temple to invite his aunt.

Mu Rou has a special status, so her aunt may not be willing to come over, but it’s not wrong to give it a try.

After doing all this.

Ren Pingsheng returned to Mu Rou's side.

Looking down, she saw that although she still looked weak, she looked much better than before.

"Your Majesty, why did my young lady become like this..."

Qiu'er asked with tears in her eyes and a distressed look on her face.

It's not a question, it's just that I feel helpless and want to ask for help.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart and said in a deep voice: "It's my fault. If it weren't for me, Miss Mu wouldn't be like this..."

After a pause, he added: "I have already gone to ask the imperial doctor. How is Miss Mu's health? I will ask the imperial doctor to see her before we talk."

"Um."

Qiu'er nodded lightly and said no more.

Time passes minute by minute.

Less than half an hour later.

The imperial doctor came to Ren Pingsheng.

Still an acquaintance.

I had previously diagnosed Chang An.

"Doctor Zhao, please see how to treat this girl's injuries."

Ren Pingsheng stood up and behaved very politely.

Imperial Doctor Zhao, who was wearing official uniform, nodded slightly, walked to the bed and sat down without saying much.

A slender hand rested on Mu Rou's pulse, with a solemn expression on her face, feeling it calmly.

After a while.

She frowned slightly and murmured to herself: "Weird thing..."

Seeing her frown, Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat.

follow closely.

Then Dr. Zhao said: "I have never seen such a weak pulse in my more than ten years of practice as a doctor... It's really strange. Even a child shouldn't be so weak..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but interrupt: "Excuse me, Dr. Zhao, how to treat this situation?"

Imperial Doctor Zhao turned to look at him, with a look on his face that he was hesitant to speak.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Doctor Zhao just said it doesn't matter."

Dr. Zhao was silent for a few seconds, lowered his voice, and told the truth: "I have only seen such a weak pulse in an old man who is about to die. Forgive me to be honest, no matter how you recuperate such a body, the result will be the same."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but fall into silence.

aside.

When Qiu'er heard what she said, she could no longer restrain her inner sorrow, and her tears fell down.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart and looked at Imperial Doctor Zhao: "I understand, please come back, Imperial Physician."

Imperial Doctor Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after a second thought, he felt it was unnecessary, so he just saluted: "Farewell."

After she left.

Qiu'er cried even more sadly, grabbed Ren Pingsheng's arm with both hands, and begged: "Your Majesty, please think of a way to save my young lady, please..."

Ren Pingsheng said: "Miss Mu's condition worsened because of me. Naturally, I will not sit idly by and ignore her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the guard's voice coming from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Taoist Master Bai of Baiyun Temple is here."

Auntie is here?

Ren Pingsheng felt happy and hurriedly said: "Let her come in... No, I will pick her up!"

After saying that, he left quickly and walked out of the mansion. As expected, he saw a purple Taoist robe.

"Greetings to my aunt!"

Ren Pingsheng walked up to Bai Youwei, his brows filled with joy, and he bowed respectfully.

Bai Youwei looked at him, as gentle as ever, with a gentle voice: "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

The two exchanged a few words.

Ren Pingsheng got straight to the point and said in a deep voice: "The imperial doctor has taken Miss Mu's pulse. The situation is not optimistic."

Bai Youwei's expression didn't change much, she just said: "Where is she now?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "It's in the house."

"Lead the way."

"good."

The two returned to the house one after another.

Bai Youwei looked at the extremely weak Mu Rou lying on the bed, thought for a moment, stepped forward to hold her hand, and sent her spiritual energy.

It takes less than one stick of incense.

Mu Rou's complexion became much better, and even her pale cheeks became rosier.

Seeing her return to her original state, Ren's heart, which had been hanging all his life, finally fell to the ground.

"She has a body of divine punishment. Even if the master takes action, it can only help her recover to this point."

Bai Youwei let go of her hand and walked to Ren Pingsheng with a gentle expression.

The body of divine punishment?

This was the first time Ren heard this term in his life, and there was a look of confusion in his eyes.

Bai Youwei explained: "The bodies of the gods cannot sense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. They are born weak and sick. Most of them will die before the age of three. Only a few can grow up. Even if they grow into adults, their life span is extremely short. For thousands of years, "There are only a handful of people who can live beyond the age of flowers and letters."

The year of Hua Xin is twenty-four years old.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou with her eyes closed on the bed, feeling a little heavy.

aside.

Although Qiu'er didn't know Bai Youwei's identity, he knew from her words that her status was not low.

When she heard that her young lady would not survive the age of Huaxin, her heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She knelt on the ground and cried, "Please save my young lady."

Bai Youwei turned to look at Qiu'er. With a slight lift of her hand, a force appeared out of thin air and lifted the kneeling Qiu'er up. Her tone was gentle: "No one in the world can save her except herself."

Qiu'er was startled and asked hurriedly: "How can my young lady save herself?"

Bai Youwei said: "There is a skill in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain called "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra". If practiced properly, it can replenish the spiritual energy in the Taoist couple's body, nourish themselves, and extend their life. According to ancient records, the only one The body of the Heavenly Punishment that died at the end of its life was the result of practicing this technique.

Of course, there are many other reasons why he was able to die apart from practicing the "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra". For the vast majority of the damned bodies, even if they practice this technique, they can only extend it by about ten years. life span. "

Ten years of life...

Hearing this, Qiu'er seemed to see hope, her eyes lit up, and she kept thanking her.

Ren Pingsheng on the side showed a look of surprise.

No wonder the old Heavenly Master is so anxious to find a Taoist companion for Mu Rou.

It turns out that the "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra" is really effective for her condition.

Just finding a Taoist companion can extend your life by ten years, which is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

But...

Little Celestial Master is physically and psychologically repulsive to men.

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Mu Rou, who was lying on the hospital bed with a beautiful face and a slightly pale face. His eyes were dark and deep in thought.

aside.

Bai Youwei heard the voice and told Ren Pingsheng: "In her current condition, if there is no way to extend her life, she may not survive until the next spring."

It's mid-autumn now. If he can't survive the winter, doesn't it mean that the little heavenly master only has a few months left to live?

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank, and he finally made up his mind to find a way to find a suitable Taoist companion for her.

There are so many men in the world, I don't believe that there is not one she likes.

Just when he was thinking about what to do next.

The gentle voice of his aunt sounded in his ears again.

"Master has a message for you. I have already returned the life I owe you."

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at his aunt, with a confused look in his eyes.

What is his identity.

What is the status of the Taoist Master.

What virtue can he have to let the Taoist Master owe him a life?

After a few seconds of trance, he suddenly thought that the Taoist Master might be referring to the last time when Xia Miao was there, he tore up the talisman paper he gave him, but he did not come?

After thinking about it, it seems that only this one thing is right.

If so, then he does owe me a life.

At that time, if the bat demon had not turned against him inexplicably, he would have died there most likely.

However.

What does it mean that he returned his life?

Ren Pingsheng looked thoughtful, and after a few breaths, he realized something and subconsciously looked out the window.

I don't know when.

The dark clouds that had covered the sky for two days and nights had dissipated.

The warm sunlight shone through the layers of mist and shone on the earth.

Although there was no violent storm, the window looked like a clear sky after the rain, and everything was thriving.

"Did the Taoist master take the heavenly tribulation for me?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at his aunt and asked curiously.

Bai Youwei's face was gentle and she nodded slightly.

"No wonder I have such a powerful force of luck in my body, but I didn't attract the heavenly tribulation. It turned out that the Taoist master blocked it for me."

Ren Pingsheng's face was suddenly enlightened, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If he had invited the Taoist master at the beginning, the Taoist master would not have taken action this time.

Without the Taoist master to block the heavenly tribulation.

At this moment, I'm afraid he would have been blasted into slag.

"A blessing in disguise..."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Besides that, there is one more thing. When will the remaining chapters of "The Art of Alchemy of the Eternal Ages" be finished?"

The voice of the aunt sounded again.

Ren Pingsheng hurriedly said: "I almost finished writing it a few days ago. The weather was too bad, so I didn't send anyone to deliver it... I'll go get it now."

After that, he left quickly, and a moment later he took out the remaining manuscripts of "The Art of Alchemy of the Eternal Ages" and handed them over with both hands.

Bai Youwei took it, glanced at it, nodded slightly, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said seriously: "This time, the heavenly tribulation came, and the master blocked it for you. The next time, you can only rely on yourself."

Ren Pingsheng's face was solemn. After a slight hesitation, he bowed respectfully: "Aunt, please teach me how to deal with the heavenly tribulation!"

Bai Youwei sighed in her heart and said leisurely: "My strength is not enough to touch the heavenly tribulation, how can I teach you how to deal with it..."

It makes sense.

Ren Pingsheng lowered his eyes slightly and fell into silence.

At this time, I heard my aunt say, "You don't have to worry too much. I don't know when the next heavenly tribulation will come. The fastest time will not exceed two years.

In these two years, you have practiced hard and improved your strength. With the help of King Zhenbei, it shouldn't be a big problem to survive the next heavenly tribulation."

Two years?

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "It's still plenty of time."