She is not old, only in her thirties, and she looks very good. Xu Niang's face is still pretty. However, the lead powder on her face is relatively thick, and the eyebrows are still painted with flying makeup that is usually painted by young women. She is covered with a piece of gauze on her hair bun, and a palm-sized Pisces Talisman hanging on her chest. She walks step by step and twists the waist of a water snake. Seeing the "Three Fairy Girl" Mei Zhenyi wants to laugh, but when she sees the "Three Fairy Girl" "Xiaoqin", Mei Zhenyi can't laugh at all, but instead is stunned.

I saw Xiaoqin, Oh no, it was He Xiangu's daughter's youngest girl. She was only five or six years old, with a short body, pale face and thin skin. She looked like she was sick at first glance. She was very thin, and as if she was exaggerated, she was thin with only a pair of big eyes. It was these big watery eyes, looking around curiously, when Mei Zhenyi saw her eyes, and suddenly awakened the memories in her heart. These eyes were so similar to Qu Yimin!

When the fairy girl saw a little adult coming out of the back hall, she stared at the mother and daughter, and asked, "This little gentleman, is the old god here?"

"Oh, I'll invite you in the back hall." Mei Zhenyi answered in a panic, turned around and returned to the back hall and came to Sun Simiao and said, "Old man, there is a little girl outside. The disease is very strange. Please see if you are good?"

Mei Zhenyi only met the patient and asked Sun Simiao to take the pulse personally. The old man was also very surprised and took two little medicine children out of the back hall to receive the patient. After about a stick of incense, Sun Simiao finished the pulse and asked He Xiangu in detail about his daughter's usual situation. He asked the patient to sit outside for a while and took two medicine children into the inner hall.

"How is it? The old man can see what disease she has?" Mei Zhenyi asked with some concern when she saw Sun Simiao's face was heavy.

Sun Simiao sighed and shook her head: "She is not sick."

"Since you're not sick, why are you sighing?"

Sun Simiao: "She is a congenital deficit. She is only 70% of the age of 30 years. If she is not good at recuperation, she may die at any time."

"What should I do? You must find a way to save her." Mei Zhenyi was very surprised. The congenital deficiencies were the weakness brought out of the womb. Even in a hospital in the 21st century, there was no good way to treat it.

Sun Simiao thought for a while and said, "I can prescribe prescriptions for recuperation, but as for the rest, I can only leave it to fate." His old man's meaning was very obvious. This little girl may die at any time without paying attention to recuperation. Even if she was well recuperated, she could only live to her early twenties. Tiannian was so unforgivable.

"Old immortal, you are a miracle doctor in the world. Is there no other way?" Mei Zhenyi was very nervous. He Yougu's eyes looked like Qu Yimin. Mei Zhenyi carefully looked at her face. A five- or six-year-old girl with a pale face and a young and healthy Qu Yimin naturally doesn't look much like her, but Mei Zhenyi has learned physiognomy. Looking at a person's face is different from the perspective of ordinary people, he can see that the little girl's facial features are vaguely similar to Qu Yimin.

When she traveled to the Tang Dynasty and saw the little girl who looked like Qu Yimin, Mei Zhenyi's soft place was touched again. She didn't want to wait for the girl in any case. Sun Simiao sighed again: "There is such a congenital furnace and cauldron, and the doctor can do nothing. Even if there is the legendary immortal formula, Nine-turn purple gold elixir, she can't bear it... Zhensheng, Zhenming, pulse and medical theory, we have just said that you will prescribe a prescription for her to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the Yuan, and then let me see it."

After a while, the prescription was prescribed and all of them were left to Sun Simiao for a look. The old man said to Mei Zhenyi again: "Teng'er, you can also look at these two prescriptions. Do you have any insights?"

Mei Zhenyi looked at it for a while, took Qu Zhenming's prescription, picked up a pen and changed the ginseng into jujubes and green onion and white onion, and added five times the dosage. Sun Simiao nodded slightly, asked with relief, "Why did you change this way?"

Mei Zhenyi: "The He family is just an ordinary rural family, and this prescription needs to be used for many years. How can they afford it? Even if they have some spare money in their hands, they cannot buy ginseng as medicine for their weak daughter for many years. Moreover, the patient has been weak and does not receive any major replenishment. This prescription is more appropriate."

Sun Simiao: "Okay, okay, doctors cannot just consider how to use medicine. You think very thoughtfully. I also corrected the prescription in my early years. How did you think of it?"

How did you think of it? This was not what Mei Zhenyi thought. Before traveling through time, she heard about Sun Simiao's allusion in medical school. Unexpectedly, after traveling through time, she learned it and sold it in front of the old man. He could only answer vaguely: "I just think ginseng is expensive, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford to use it for a long time... You mentioned the Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pill just now. What's going on? Can this prescription be cured for congenital deficiencies?" He had heard of this medicine name. According to Lu Chunyang's retelling, Ming Chongyan pretended to be the immortal of Donghua to deceive Lu Chunyang, and pretended to be able to give him a Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pill.

Sun Simiao glanced at him and said meaningfully: "That is a magical recipe for practitioners to move furnaces and change cauldrons. It is very difficult to refine and cannot be used by ordinary people for medical treatment. If you really want to know about practice, don't be here. Will it be good to go out with me tomorrow?"

Sun Simiao would take Mei Zhenyi to travel far tomorrow. It seemed that something else was wrong, so Mei Zhenyi of course agreed. Sun Simiao picked up a pen and prescribed a prescription, asking the medicine boy to hand it over to He Xiangu, and told her to take her daughter regularly after returning home. After Mei Zhenyi returned to the East Courtyard, she also instructed Zhang Guo to send someone to inquire about the situation of He Xiangu's family, especially his youngest daughter, He Younggu, to pay more attention and try to take care of her as secretly. Zhang Guo didn't understand what was going on, but she still did as the young master told her.

The next morning, Sun Simiao took Mei Zhenyi out, making an exception, without other bodyguards, nor did he serve him. Only two boys, Zhensheng and Zhenming, rode a boat and walked down the Qingyi River on a light boat. It was early spring, the shallow grass was tender yellow and green, and there were fine wild flowers on the river beach, and the scenery was very pleasant. There was nothing to say along the way, and abandoned the boat and landed on the shore near Feijin Peak, allowing the two boys to wait on the boat, one old and one small walking into the deep mountains.

Feijin Peak is the name of the main peak. Of course, there is more than one mountain around it. Through the forest, he walked into the sheep intestine path left by the herbicide collector. Sun Simiao seemed to be familiar with the terrain of this area and took Mei Zhenyi all the way forward. As he walked gradually deeper and deeper the mountains became steeper, and it was hard for human resources to climb. Sun Simiao stopped and asked, "Teng'er, can you get up?"

Mei Zhenyi looked up at the steep and steep Feijin Peak, and smiled bitterly: "I can't get up this mountain yet." If he had given him another half a year to recover, his skills might have climbed Feijin Peak at that time, but he really couldn't get up now.

"It's okay, come and hold my hand." Sun Simiao rolled up Mei Zhenyi, and the sleeves carried a soft force to support his whole body, floating up and strolling like flying, leading him to the top of the peak.

There is a huge rock on the top of Feijin Peak, which looks like a black bird spreading its wings. The direction facing is Wuzhou City. If you want to overlook Wuzhou, this rock is the best place, but the mountains here are steep and rarely visited. Sun Simiao stood on Feijin Rock and pointed in front and asked, "Child, what have you seen?"

Mei Zhenyi thought to herself: "There are thousands of families in Wuzhou."

Sun Simiao asked again: "Do you have an impression of where we are based?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded and said, "I have an impression that I have seen it in the green light formed by a leaf. It was something that Green Snow gave to Zhang Guo. I saw Ming Chongyan standing on this rock and waving a black banner."

"Is this?" Sun Simiao took out something from somewhere. It was a small black banner. The pole was two feet long and as dark as ink. The banner surface was about one foot long, and was faintly covered with a layer of gloomy black light of mist.

Mei Zhenyi was surprised: "It's this thing, but when I saw it, it was much bigger than this. How could it be in your old hands?"

Sun Simiao: "This thing is called the soul refining banner. If combined with magic power, it can not only drive ghosts and gods, but also refine souls and souls in it and use it for your own use...Teng'er, Ming Chongyan was designed and killed by you. This is also a rare magic weapon in the world. I will give it to you today, I shouldn't keep it."

Mei Zhenyi took a step back and waved her hand and said, "Why don't you destroy this kind of vicious thing in the world? If you give me a gift, I won't be able to get another Ming Chongyan."

Sun Simiao smiled, very happy: "Today I brought you here, took out this object, and asked you this question, just to see the first thought that flashes in your heart. Very good, your first thought is to simply destroy it instead of collecting it... Many people will not give up such powerful magic weapons even if they do not do evil. Don't you know that this thought will eventually lead to disaster, because this thing has harm in the world but no benefit. As long as you are not careful, it will be endless."

Mei Zhenyi was a little puzzled and said, "Turning ghosts and gods to obey orders, it's good or bad. How can it be said that it is a disaster that will never be restored?"

Sun Simiao shook his head: "How powerful is Ming Chongyan? Can it drive ghosts and gods all over the city? The key is still in this banner. This banner can capture the souls and souls of life. One can take away the life of others for oneself to last the Tiantian year. The other can refine magic power and condense it into the banner, which can drive ghosts and gods. There are countless creatures that Ming Chongyan harmed, and many ghosts and gods he refined. He wants to seek immortality and great magic power, but he takes harm as his way. Wouldn't it be a disaster?"

Mei Zhenyi took a breath: "There is such a vicious way to practice in the world?"

Sun Simiao: "He thought this was a kind of practice, but in my eyes it was not considered practice or evil magic. It harmed living creatures to prolong their lifespan, and the essence and blood were one with this banner. Once this was the case, it would never be able to transcend it. This banner was his hell. When Ming Chongyan was dying, his soul was also sucked into this banner and refined into the magic power of the soul.... If nothing unexpected happens, the ghosts and gods in the city would be refined into this banner in the future. If you kill him, you will save the ghosts and gods in the city. At least in Wuzhou, you are already a person who will not hurt the ghosts and gods in the city."

Mei Zhenyi: "So it's so mysterious? Since you know the harm of this banner, why don't you destroy it and keep it?"

Sun Simiao smiled bitterly and said, "It is not easy to destroy the soul refining banner. It is also a first-class magic weapon. It is not damaged by ordinary swords and guns. If you want to destroy it, you must use the great magic power of destroying the weapon. This object condenses evil magic very strongly. The backlash power of the destroyer will be greatly borne by the person who destroys the weapon is also very strong. Now I want to find someone to pass it down, so I can not only protect this object well. If you have the ability to destroy this weapon in the future, you can also destroy it decisively, so I want to give it to you."

Mei Zhenyi widened her eyes: "Do you really want to hand it over to me?"

Sun Simiao looked at him and smiled: "Of course, otherwise why should I tell you this? This matter is secret and cannot be revealed, so I brought you here alone... Teng'er, I want to formally accept you as my disciple, I wonder if you are happy?" He had already thought about it and observed it for a long time, and did not speak officially until then.

There was anything unhappy, Mei Zhenyi couldn't ask for it, so she turned down and bowed: "Master, you are here, I'll be bowed by your disciple!" This worship was a natural result.

Sun Simiao smiled and was calmly bowed down. Then he pointed to Wuzhou City far below Feijin Peak and said, "After worshiping me, please worship the people in this world three times." Mei Zhenyiyao respectfully bowed to the people in this world three times. Sun Simiao pulled him up: "Okay, that's OK, please put this soul refining banner carefully, don't be known by others, even if it's someone close to you."

Mei Zhenyi rolled the black banner and put it in her arms, and asked, "Master, you can't even destroy it, how can I do it?"

Sun Simiao: "It's not today, but it's not necessarily in the future. The way of practice is endless. As long as you practice well and use your talents, your future achievements are limitless. As a teacher, you have been diligent in medical science and treating the sufferings of the world as your life's priority. But what you learn is not just medical science. As long as you can learn, you can get you started... By the way, you asked about the Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill yesterday, so let's talk to you here."

Sun Simiao was not only a miracle doctor, but also a Taoist priest who refines alchemy, especially good at external elixirs. The common practices of the Golden Elixir are such as guarding the dantian quietly, circulating the heavens, collecting medicines to return to the furnace, showing up in the body and mind, and reincarnation, etc., are internal alchemy techniques, which are self-regulating and controlling the body and mind. The so-called external elixir corresponds to internal elixirs, and special bait medicines are used to help practice. These bait medicines are also called immortal prescriptions.

The previous article of the external alchemy bait medicine, such as Wushi Powder. Such things are not easy to use, nor will they practice if they are eaten. If they are not done well, they will die. There are special requirements for taking them and meet specific conditions. Many so-called prescriptions for immortals passed down from generation to generation are not only not external alchemy bait medicine, but also poisons that are useless.

The Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pill is a magical elixir that can help people change the furnace and cauldron. The so-called furnace and cauldron is the body of innate flesh and blood, which is equivalent to changing into a brand new and perfect body. But it is not something that can be taken easily. If an ordinary person takes a Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pill, he will probably die the next day. Most people cannot bear the medicinal power at all, and the process of changing the furnace and cauldron is quite dangerous.

Wushi Powder is taken by practitioners when they reach the state of five qi rushing and dying to harmonize the five qi. Then the Nine Turn Purple Turn Pill is more useful. It is used by practitioners when they reach the realm of great enlightenment and realization, and they must have a master to protect the Dharma when taking it. If an ordinary person has a good opportunity and successfully taking the Nine Turn Purple Gold Pill with the help of the masters of the world, it does not mean that he has the state of reincarnation of the practitioners. It is nothing more than refining the body and mind, relieving the previous injuries and diseases, and whether a mortal or a mortal is still a mortal.

This is the function of the external alchemy bait medicine. It cannot replace practice, but can only be an auxiliary. If you get the assistance of the magic pill, it will be of great help to practice at certain critical moments. For example, before Mei Zhenyi travels through time, she will reach the realm of the five energy dynasty overnight. On the one hand, it is because of the effect of the Wushi Pill, and on the other hand, it is also because his cultivation foundation has reached. However, no matter which kind of external alchemy is, it is not easy to refine. Even if you have a pill prescription and know how to refine it, you often cannot collect all the medicinal materials. Moreover, some extremely precious bait medicines will cause trouble when they become pills, making it difficult for you to refine them successfully.

After Sun Simiao finished speaking these, he asked Mei Zhenyi with a smile, "Do you understand everything? Since I have officially joined my disciples, I will teach you these things, so there is no need to worry now. Practitioners usually worship the heavens, ask the Tao, and take the precepts in three steps. And here I am kneeling for the people of the world. Next, it is time for the master to ask you a question, but the rules of my life are special. Can you ask me a question? It is what you thought before kneeling for worship."

Mei Zhenyi blurted out: "I want to ask the ghosts and gods."

Sun Simiao was slightly stunned: "You are very interesting to ask the gods and gods when worshiping the common people. What do you want to ask?"

Mei Zhenyi: "What is a ghost and what is a god? I just want to know these. I already know the origin of monsters and elves, but how can there be ghosts and gods in the world? In the past, I only heard people talk about the greatness of gods and immortals, so what are ghosts and gods driven by Ming Chongyan?"
Chapter completed!