Doing good deeds will bring me the light of merit, which seems to be very beneficial to oneself. How can such a thing be done by one person? It must be done by oneself and is more sincere.

When Qi Xiang made a decision, she naturally looked righteous, but she was stunned by the village chief and others, her eyes unconsciously filled with respect.

Before we knew it, Qi Xiang's respect value seemed to be about to be fully filled.

"but……"

At this time, Qi Xiang turned around and smiled and said, "It will take some time to collect herbs, so I plan to stay in the first place for two days. Please tell everyone that if you don't have any emergency illness in the past two days, don't come up."

“…it should, it should.”

The village chief definitely had no objection and said that he could bring people to help when Qi Xiang collects herbs.

"OK……"

Qi Xiang did not refuse this kindness, and after chatting for a while, he sent these people away.

As the village chief and others went down the mountain, Qi Xiang turned around and looked at the tower. He saw that the three characters of Chunyang Palace seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil under the sunlight, which made him unable to see through.

"Tsk, no, it's really Lu Zu's appearance?"

Qi Xiang speculated that although he thought this was a delusion, it seemed that it was not impossible.

After all, Lu Dongbin is a god with historical materials to examine. If this god in folk legend is a fairy in the world of cultivation, it would be natural.

After all, there are many secret books in the world of practice now, written in the name of Zhong Lu’s preaching.

Zhongli, Lu Dongbin, Zhong Lunei alchemy techniques, Zhong Lu preaching collection.

Such scriptures are everywhere, regardless of ancient or modern times. Even among these scriptures, there is only the meaning of reference, but no specific method of cultivation.

But you can also guess that the people who write books must be very powerful.

Perhaps it was really the work of an immortal, but unfortunately there was no evidence. Because neither Han Zhongli nor Lu Dongbin had passed down his own Taoist tradition in the world of cultivation.

Some speculations were also included in the information library of the Daohui.

Some people think that Lu Dongbin has really practiced to become an immortal, and then he ascended to the house, attained the Tao by himself, and ascended to heaven. He took all his disciples and disciples to the fairy world.

Some people also think that there is no such person as Lu Dongbin in the world. Everything is like some people in the Taoist sect pretending to be gods and ghosts, and then, like many gods and Buddhas who made things out of nothing, they naturally make false and true under the promotion of folk beliefs...

Of course, the truth and falsehood of this are not that important to Qi Xiang.

"Anyway, as long as there is a benefit, it's enough...I have enough time to accompany you slowly."

Qi Xiang glanced at the tower and walked in with a relaxed mood.

He went straight to the second floor and then entered the study.

"Medical books.Medical books..."

Qi Xiang flicked his fingers and took down medical books on the bookshelf. After all, although he was pharmacological, he had not learned it systematically. He could still get away with it after dealing with it occasionally.

But if you want to cure diseases and save people for a long time, you must learn from scratch. Otherwise, if there is any problem, he will always use spiritual medicine to save people, and he will feel distressed.

I took out one medical book after another. They were all large and more than ten centimeters thick.

However, the pages of these medical books are clean and the edges are a little yellow. It is obvious that the owner of the year has read a lot. However, it is very neat, spotless, without any wrinkles.

“Huh…”

After a while, when Qi Xiang took out a secret book of moxibustion on the highest level of the bookshelf, he found that the hand felt wrong. A thick book actually weighed very lightly.

"It's strange!"

Qi Xiang took the book, flipped it casually, and then was stunned. Because the inside of the book had been hollowed out, and only an empty shell was left. It seemed like a book, but in fact it was a disguised box.

In addition, in the book box, there is a piece of red satin, which is very bright and beautiful.

"What's the matter?"

Qi Xiang was stunned, her eyes narrowed, but she vaguely felt that there seemed to be a sharp light flashing between the silk.

"Wait, is it..."

Qi Xiang thought of a possibility and quickly picked up the silk and shook it slightly. With a slight thud, the silk spread out, and a brilliant silver light flashed in the room.

If so, among the silk, silver needles with different lengths, thicknesses and shapes are densely packed. These silver needles are more than ten centimeters long and four or five centimeters short. The thick ones are like toothpicks, and the thin ones are like hair.

No matter how long, short, thick, or thin it is all silvery and a soft luster like flowing mercury.

At first glance, Qi Xiang knew that these silver needles were not simple. At least the metal of the cast needle was definitely not ordinary silver, but a strange material.

Qi Xiang picked up a slender silver needle and felt that it was very light, or there was no weight. It was as light as a feather. However, it had a warm texture, neither gold nor jade nor stone, nor plastic.

Anyway, it is a very special metal material, very rare.

Qi Xiang shook the needle, and in the brilliant silver light, he found that the needle body was very flexible and elastic. Even if he twisted it ninety degrees, it could be straightened instantly and recovered as before.

Moreover, the inside of the silver needle seems to be hollow.

Qi Xiang looked carefully and found this situation. Some silver needles, needle tips, and hollow penetration, which was strange. Some needles were completely solid.

After glanced over, Qi Xiang knew that different silver needles must have different uses. He counted one by one, but saw that there were 849 silver needles in total between the silk piece.

Forty-nine silver needles of different shapes are definitely very complicated when used together.

"Are the old Taoist priest proficient in acupuncture?"

Qi Xiang was amazed and felt that these things were too complicated and he couldn't learn them.

"Forget it, read my book..."

Qi Xiang put the silver needle away, put it back into the book, and then put it on the bookshelf. After that, he went to read his medical book and recited the soup song of Materia Medica. A day passed.

For the next period of time, Qi Xiang stayed in the mountain village with peace of mind and became a Taoist priest and doctor.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

At this time, it was already mid-spring. The flowers, plants and trees in the mountains were becoming more lush and lush. Many wild flowers that were not called names bloomed all over the mountains, attracting bees and butterflies. They were flying.

Outside the remote mountain village, the group traveled hard.

The mountain roads are rugged, and most of them are steep mountain roads built between cliffs and cliffs. There are eighteen mountain roads, and even cable bridges and cliffs. The sky pits and gullies are distributed, which makes people dizzy and frightened.

After walking for most of the day, these people saw the small mountain village.

In an instant, someone sighed, showed a happy smile, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Miss, it's almost here. The village we are going to go in front of us!"

"Have you finally arrived?"

The young lady in the mouth was a beautiful beauty, in her twenties, with long hair and shoulder pads, and a good figure. She had long gowns and trousers, and a pair of sneakers under her feet. She was dressed very ordinary. However, her words and deeds gave people a very rich feeling.

"Tangtang, it's great, what are you doing here?"

Next to the beauty, there was a handsome young man who looked a little handsome, but now he was a little embarrassed. He was supposed to be dressed in leisure and entertainment, but after walking on the mountain road for a long time, his head was covered in sweat and his clothes were stuck to his flesh.

He was obviously very tired, but he had to hold on. While wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, he shook his chest and dissipated heat.

In fact, there is wind on the mountain, and the breeze blows also brings a hint of cool air. The problem is that these coolness is not enough to bring people enough refreshment, but instead flows to the surface, making it even more uncomfortable.

The handsome young man thinks he is not spoiled, but it is really hard to go along the way. If he wasn't afraid of being embarrassed in front of a beautiful woman, he really wanted to give up on the way.

Now I heard that I was about to reach my destination, and he was the happiest person.

The beautiful woman ignored the clichés of the handsome young man and only looked up at the situation in the mountain village. She suddenly pointed: "Why is it so lively there?"

"Um?"

The person who looked like a tour guide hurriedly looked over. He could see vaguely on a mountain between the dense branches and gaps, and it was indeed crowded.

At first glance, the man was stunned and shook his head in confusion: "I don't know... it might be that the village is holding something."

"It may be a Spring Festival."

The handsome young man took the opportunity to show off: "Tangtang, you don't know. In the countryside, when spring plowing is about to be held, we are used to holding a series of worship activities, praying for good weather and good harvest this year."

The beauty ignored him and just took a few steps forward, squinted her eyes and looked at her before turning around and said, "There should be a temple on the mountain, right?"

"Well……"

The tour guide was stunned and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, there is a... Taoist temple. I remember there is an old Taoist priest in the temple. His medical skills are very clever and respectful..."

"Excellent medical skills?"

When the handsome young man heard the sound, he immediately sneered: "The barefoot doctor in the countryside is probably more experienced and can cure some minor illnesses such as colds. How clever can he be?"

"Some difficult and complicated diseases can also be cured."

The tour guide weakly retorted: "It is said that the old Taoist priest once cured a cancer patient."

"Haha, that's even more impossible."

The handsome young man scoffed and looked down upon: "Although some media often report that there are people everywhere, what kind of miracle it is to defeat cancer."

"In fact, those articles are just chicken soup for the soul and cannot withstand investigation at all."

The handsome young man snorted: "To put it bluntly, all kinds of rumors are just to give patients a good spiritual support. The real situation is that so far, humans have never defeated cancer, and there are even no effective means of control. It is really a kind of sadness."

"Tu Fei, enough."

The beautiful woman frowned and said unhappily: "You talk so much nonsense. If you don't want to follow me, just go back..."
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