The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

On the dirt road leading to Taoxi Village, an old woman was walking and shaking a bell, followed by a young man carrying a medicine box.

Needless to say, these two people are naturally Xiao Han and Shui Wuhen.

Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, there were a few old people sitting there, doing some handicrafts and chatting.

Seeing outsiders coming, their eyes naturally focused on these two people.

An old man in his seventies, who was weaving bamboo baskets, was the first to ask, "What do you do?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "I'm a traveling doctor. If anyone in your village is feeling unwell, you can ask me to treat them. I'm a good doctor, and my fees are very low."

An old man nearby said to the old man weaving bamboo baskets, "She's so arrogant. Hasn't your husband been paralyzed in bed for several years? It's a good opportunity for her to take a look. If she can heal you, it will put you at ease. If not, tell her to get out of here and stop scamming people."

The old man weaving bamboo baskets glared at the person who spoke. "My wife couldn't even help Doctor Zhu from the next village. How could this itinerant doctor have such skills?"

When Xiao Han heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

She laughed and said, "You're saying that. How do you know I can't cure it without even letting me try? To tell you the truth, my medical skills came from the Divine Doctor Valley. Do you know about the Divine Doctor Valley? There are immortal masters who can make elixirs there. I inherited the immortal master's legacy, so how can my medical skills be bad?"

Shui Wuhen was standing by and felt that Xiao Han had a problem with his brain.

This woman must have forgotten that she is already a Divine Transformation cultivator. She is talking nonsense in front of a few mortals just to make them willingly become her patients. She must be mentally ill.

It's no wonder that Xiao Han's boasting really moved the old man weaving bamboo baskets.

He had never heard of the Valley of Miracle Doctors, but since he was known as a miracle doctor, his medical skills must be good.

However, he hesitated and asked, "Will the consultation fee be very expensive?"

Xiao Han immediately said, "I see that this bamboo basket you wove is very beautiful and very practical. If I can cure your husband, just give me a bamboo basket. If I can't cure him, I won't take a penny."

When the old man heard this, he felt relieved.

He stood up, packed up the half-woven bamboo basket, bamboo strips and other tools, and prepared to take them to Xiao Han's house.

Several other elderly people also hurried to watch the fun.

The old man’s house was the second one at the end of the village, and we arrived there quickly.

Pushing open the half-closed courtyard door, the old man put his things away and said to Xiao Han, "The old woman is lying on the bed in the room."

It was a very ordinary farmhouse, with the main hall in the middle, east and west main rooms on both sides, and wing rooms in the back.

This family must be very filial to the elderly. The old couple lives in the main house on the east side.

Xiao Han followed him into the room. The light inside was good, but the smell was a bit hard to describe.

Especially for cultivators with sensitive five senses, the impact is even greater.

Xiao Han immediately blocked his sense of smell and walked to the bed calmly.

The old woman on the bed had gray hair and dull eyes.

The old man kept talking about the cause of the disease and how he had sought medical treatment and medication in the past few years, but there was not much effect.

Xiao Han didn't bother to care what pathology caused the other person's illness.

In her opinion, using elixirs for internal medicine and using spiritual energy for surgery are enough.

She pretended to feel the patient's pulse for a while, then said, "I'm going to give him acupuncture. You all should leave."

At this moment, there were many villagers watching the fun in the house. It would definitely be inconvenient to provide medical treatment with these people around.

Shui Wuhen was not happy to stay here, so he immediately turned around and walked out. Although he could block his five senses, he was a Mahayana cultivator and was not happy to stay in such a place.

The old man hesitated and said, "I'll stay."

Xiao Han thought for a moment, then pointed to the doorway and said, "Then stand over there and don't interfere with my treatment."

Since she is a mortal now, she cannot display her monk skills in front of these mortals, so she must keep the old man away.

The old woman on the bed probably wanted to get better again, but was afraid of spending too much money, so she asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, how much does it cost?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, my fees are very low, your family will definitely be able to afford it."

Then she lifted the thin blanket covering the old woman.

Presumably, in order to facilitate the cleaning of the old woman, her lower body was naked.

This is also good, as it makes it easier for Xiao Han to pretend to use silver needles for treatment.

Xiao Han was also dressed as an old woman in her fifties at the moment, so she had no resistance when the old woman on the bed lifted the quilt and treated her with silver needles.

Although acupuncture as a medical technique does have miraculous therapeutic effects, for patients like the old woman who has been paralyzed in bed for several years, it is impossible for acupuncture to cure them instantly and create miracles in just one treatment.

Xiao Han's acupuncture was just a trick; what she really wanted to perform was definitely the rejuvenation technique.

In fact, when a monk uses rejuvenation techniques on mortals, especially an elderly person whose body functions are almost exhausted, he must be very careful, because even a slight overdose will make them unable to bear it.

At that time, curing the disease will turn into killing.

Xiao Han seemed to be using silver needles to prick acupuncture points, but in fact he was using rejuvenation techniques to slowly sort out the blocked meridians in the old woman's body.

Thinking back to when she was still a mortal, she was taken to the fairy mountain by Jiang Yaohua. Because of the high intensity of the journey, her legs were sore and weak, and it was Jiang Yaohua who used the rejuvenation technique on her.

But she was young at that time after all, and her energy and blood were at their peak, so Jiang Yaohua could display her abilities much more easily.

Now, Xiao Han is relying on his advanced cultivation and ability to precisely control spiritual power to slowly clear the meridians for the old woman.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Han put away the silver needle and said to the old woman, "Try to move your legs and feet."

The old woman felt her numb lower body was warm and comfortable, so she tentatively moved her legs and feet.

The next moment, she didn't care that she was still naked, and she screamed in surprise, "I can move, old man, I can move, I can move."

When the villagers waiting in the main hall heard her voice, they subconsciously rushed in.

Xiao Han moved his fingers, and the quilt covered the old woman at an extremely fast speed.

The old woman was still moving around in the quilt in surprise. She truly felt that she could control her body and couldn't help crying with joy.

"Oh, old man, I'm fine, I'm really fine, old man, I'm no longer a paraplegic."

As he said this, he was about to get up.

The old man hurriedly drove out the villagers who were watching the fun, closed the door and asked the old woman to put on her clothes.

Xiao Han looked at the old man busy looking for clothes for the old woman and couldn't help but sigh. If the old woman hadn't had the old man's careful care, she probably wouldn't have survived until she came to visit today.

The mortals in Yuantian Continent rarely experience famine or war. Generally speaking, they have no problem having basic food and clothing.

In addition, even in places where the spiritual energy is thin, there is still some spiritual energy, so the average lifespan of mortals is basically around seventy or eighty.

If the old couple don't have any serious illness, they can live for another ten years without any problem.

After a while, the old woman put on her clothes, got out of bed, put on her shoes, walked a few steps carefully, and then almost jumped for joy.

"It's okay, it's really okay, you're a miracle doctor."

The old woman immediately knelt down to thank Xiao Han.

Xiao Han didn't wait for the other party to kneel down, and walked out of the room quickly.

She took a newly woven bamboo basket from the corner of the main room and said to the old man, "I'm going to take the medical fee that belongs to me. Is that okay with you?"

The old man rubbed his hands and hesitated, "Isn't it too little? This bamboo basket is not worth much."

At this time, the old man's son and daughter-in-law also hurried back. When they saw their mother standing well in the main room, they immediately bowed their heads to thank Xiao Han after learning that he was the doctor who cured their mother.

Xiao Han did not dodge this time and accepted their kneeling.

Let them express their gratitude, and perhaps they will feel more at ease.

After seeing such a miracle, the onlookers no longer doubted Xiao Han's medical skills and asked her to treat themselves or their families.

Who among the mortals who works in the fields all year round is not bound to suffer from back and leg pain?

Shui Wuhen was now away from the crowd and standing in the yard.

He was frowning in thought.