The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 120: According to later generations’ legend, Lingbao Taoist.

"Li Chengqian?"

Liang Yue raised his eyes and glanced at Li Chengqian.

The man on the second floor is probably the legendary Li Shimin?
When Liang Yue met Li Shimin's gaze, his first reaction was strong.

The energy and blood rushed to the sky, like a human-shaped beast.

This is definitely a realm above the innate.

Judging from the traces of Li's bloodline, they should have innovated and perhaps mastered the bloodline to a certain extent.

In the era of human immortals, bloodline has become an advantage.

At the same time, Li Shimin's eyes met Liang Yue's and then left.

Just an ordinary scholar.

After Li Chengqian bumped into Liang Yue, he said sorry and hurried back to his parents.

Liang Yue shook his head and laughed, then left.

Whether it is Li Shimin or Emperor Xuanzong of Tang.

None of it makes any sense.

The Human Immortal Era should be an era where warriors can influence imperial power. Getting too close to imperial power may not necessarily be a good thing.

The power of future generations should still exist, but once people gain great power, they may not necessarily respect their ancestors.

If I rashly go over and take out the token, I might get into trouble, which is not in line with my principle of keeping a low profile.

Liang Yue traveled around the various markets in Chang'an.

Soon after the founding of the country, many things needed to be rebuilt.

There were many empty shops in the East and West Markets, so Liang Yue came to the dental clinic.

"Please come in, sir. We can help you with any business. We guarantee your credibility and never cheat anyone!"

The shop assistant came forward to greet him.

"Help me buy a shop in the East Market and a house in a nearby neighborhood."

Liang Yue took out a gold ingot.

The broker was so surprised that his eyes widened. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, sir. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Soon, under the guidance of the agent, Liang Yue purchased a shop and a private courtyard, and established connections with drug dealers to purchase various medicinal materials.

In the early morning, the sun shines alone on Chang'an Avenue. Foreign merchants come and go, and the sound of camel bells rings as they carry exotic goods.

Liang Yue stood in front of the shop and looked up at the sign above.

The couplets on both sides are: Miraculous healing and panacea.

The sign in the middle reads: Tongtian Medical Clinic.

Liang Yue entered the museum, where there was a huge medicine cabinet and the aroma of medicine filled the air.

Sitting in the lobby, practicing medicine to save lives, Tongtian Medical Clinic officially opened.

One day, it was cold and deserted.

Two days, nothing to do.

"If you don't have any hair on your lips, you won't be able to do things well."

A customer came to get medicine. As soon as he saw Liang Yue's young face after entering the door, he left without looking back.

Liang Yue had nothing to do, so he went to a teahouse to drink tea.

I sit alone on the second floor, with a pot of tea, two slices of Hu cakes, and molasses rice cakes.

In the hall and on the balcony, an old man with a white beard narrated storytelling with great emotion, while his apprentices beside him played the erhu and guqin.

"Yingtai is not a girl, why does she have a ring on her ear?"

"Brother Liang, why do you have to be suspicious? There are many temple fairs in the village, and I play Guanyin every year. Brother Liang, you should concentrate on writing articles, and don't think about your future."

"I dare not look at Guanyin from now on."

……

"Reward!"

"color!"

Everyone cheered and threw coins and silver onto the stage.

Liang Yue on the second floor was speechless and took back the silver he wanted to throw down.

"I never said that."

It is quite interesting to listen to the descendants telling their own stories two hundred years later.

After having a good meal and tea, Liang Yue slowly went back to open the door.

The fifth day of opening.

Finally a visitor arrived.

"Doctor, help!"

Four men carried in a middle-aged man who was sweating profusely. The middle-aged man was holding his abdomen and wailing, his face flushed, probably because he had eaten something unclean.

When the four saw that the doctor was so young, they were all stunned for a moment, but since things had come to this point, they could only try their best.

Liang Yue found a basin and then gave the injection.

The middle-aged man's complexion gradually returned to normal, and then he vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"This is a sign of poisoning. Take two doses of medicine back to recuperate. I'll give you 100 coins."

"One hundred coins? You cured it in the blink of an eye, and you still charge one hundred coins?" the young man said angrily.

"Well."

Liang Yue gave another injection.

"Ahhh!!"

The middle-aged man rolled on the ground in pain, feeling his intestines churning and his whole life was worse than death.

"Please hold back, Doctor! Please hold back, Doctor! We are willing to pay!"

"This time it's two hundred wen."

No one dared to say anything more, they just paid the bill and left.

Since then, the number of patients has gradually increased, including many low-level warriors.

Liang Yue often saved people with just one injection, so he was nicknamed the Needle of Heaven.

At night, in a private house in Yongningfang, under a willow tree, a Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

By the pool, Xuanwu was dozing off.

Liang Yue closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, transforming his internal energy into true qi and accumulating true qi.

Inside the Dantian, twenty strands of true qi gather into a nebula, following the mind's circulation.

With each great circulation, the soul and spirit gain benefits.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

The most urgent task is to obtain a new method of internal strength, especially a method that leads directly to the innate level.

The current quality of true qi and internal force is not very good.

There is no spiritual energy in this world, only the inner force transformed into true energy.

If you have more efficient internal strength, you will naturally be able to cultivate true qi faster.

The amount of true Qi is huge, and practicing the Great Circulation will benefit both the soul and the body.

Of course, the most important thing is to prolong life. The longevity pills in the previous life were unexpected gains after all, so internal strength is safer.

"Take your time, there's still a lot of time."

Liang Yue stood up and went back into the house, and took out yellow paper and a wolf-hair brush from the mountain ghost jade pendant.

Calm your mind and infuse true energy.

It was done in one go, and a mysterious light flashed in the void.

After refining a Fire Transformation Talisman, he drew ten in succession.

This talisman is one of the Lishan talismans, which can transform into a fireball to kill people.

The talisman is not as powerful as casting a spell on the spot, but it is fast and convenient.

The talisman is drawn on ordinary paper and cannot be preserved for too long. If you keep a little from time to time, it will help you improve your proficiency.

Liang Yue took back the talisman paper and closed his eyes to meditate.

The next day.

Tongtian Clinic has not yet opened, but there is already a crowd of people standing outside the door.

"The doctor is here, the doctor is here!"

"Everyone, make way!"

People no longer looked down on the young doctor before them.

"The sickest ones come first."

Liang Yue opened the door and treated everyone one by one.

At the back of the team, a tall and thin young man was secretly observing Liang Yue.

Soon, the line reached the tall and thin young man.

"What disease do you have?" Liang Yue looked at the tall and thin young man.

"Doctor, I cough all the time."

"How long has the illness lasted?" Liang Yue looked gentle.

"At least two months."

The tall and thin young man said.

Liang Yue gave this person an injection on his right shoulder, and pure Yang internal energy flowed into his body.

At the same time, the divine sense sensed this person's condition.

After a quick look, Liang Yue was slightly surprised.

This person is not sick. Is he testing me?

Then, the true energy flowed into this person's body.

Upon investigation, I found out that this person's internal energy is of very high quality. He is the person with the highest internal energy quality I have ever seen since the opening of the museum.

It is much higher than the previous warriors with shallow internal strength.

What's even more strange is that this person's internal strength carries a hint of demonic and evil spirit.

Could it be that some people have already mastered the method of using demon blood?

Or maybe, like those people in the Jin Dynasty, they found some ancient items and refined more powerful internal energy?
Liang Yue pretended not to know and said, "The root of the disease is difficult to cure. First, get ten prescriptions for typhoid fever and boil them at home before making a decision."

"Thank you, doctor."

The tall and thin young man paid the bill and left with the medicine bag.

Come to this corner and throw away the medicine bag.

The figure turned to the end of the alley and disappeared around the corner.

At night, the young man walked to a quiet courtyard and came to the study in the courtyard.

The white candle was bright. As the door opened, a breeze blew in, and the shadows of the bamboo swayed, revealing a middle-aged man with white eyebrows.

"How is it?" Chang Bohong looked up at his disciple.

"An ordinary itinerant doctor."

The tall and thin young man sat down, and Chang Bohong lowered his head and continued to sort out the classics.

The young man fidgeted, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Chang Bohong raised his eyes and asked.

"Master, how long do we have to stay here? That Lingbao... How could someone from the early Song Dynasty live to this day? Isn't he almost two hundred years old?"

Is there any way to achieve immortality in this world?
The young man felt that the leader was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Chang Bohong shook his head in disappointment and said, "Whether it is true or not, the leader's order is the law of heaven. As for the spiritual treasure... I will tell you a story..."

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Yongningfang, inside a quiet room.

Liang Yue sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared on the top of the head.

A Taoist with a translucent figure and black and white magic patterns on his face jumped out. The Taoist looked exactly like himself.

"I am a Taoist priest of Lingbao."

The soul lit the searching talisman and followed the breath to escape underground.

(End of this chapter)