Transmigration begins with archery training

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Several doctors felt a terrifying killing intent approaching, and were so frightened that their hair stood on end. They trembled and stepped forward to examine the Empress.

however……

They quickly knelt down one after another.

"Your Majesty, the Empress appears to be in the prime of her life, but for some reason, she is severely depleted of qi and blood... to the point of being beyond cure!"

"..."

"No medicine?!"

Chen Sanshi frowned and said in a deep voice, "How could there be no medicine? Does it have to be an extremely rare and precious medicine? Just tell me, there is no medicine in this world that I cannot find!"

The doctors trembled as if they were about to be beheaded for insisting that the disease was incurable. So, with a "nothing to lose" mentality, they suggested several rare and precious medicines that were almost impossible to find.

Unexpectedly, within two days, Chen Sanshi came to find him personally, but after taking the medicine, there was still no improvement.

"You people, are you doing this on purpose?!"

He was suddenly overcome with rage: "Guards, drag him away..."

"His Majesty."

Gu Xinlan said softly, "Don't make things difficult for these people anymore."

When the Empress's voice rang out, Chen Sanshi realized that he had lost control. He was desperate and grasping at straws. Even he couldn't do anything about it, so what could these ordinary doctors do?

"Excuse me, everyone."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Nianxia, ​​send someone to take them back. Remember to give them plenty of money..."

After seeing the doctors off, Chen Sanshi sat down by the bedside, his voice becoming calmer: "Sister Lan, don't worry, I'll think of another way. There's nothing in this world that can't be solved."

"Your Majesty, could you please..."

Gu Xinlan said, "Should we bring Guiyi?"

"Guiyi?"

Chen Sanshi nodded.

He hadn't been in contact with his sister-in-law for many years. About twenty years ago, he had helped Lan Jie inquire about her whereabouts. She said that Lan Jie had left Yunding Palace and joined Ziyang Palace, becoming a true disciple.

"I'll send people to find them right away, and also to help them cross the river."

More than two months later.

Shen Guiyi, who was in the mid-stage of Core Formation, rushed over. When she saw her sister on the sickbed, a trace of sorrow flashed in her pupils, but her expression did not change much.

Chen Duhe rushed back in a great hurry and knelt down in front of the bed with a "plop".

"Sister, cross the river..."

Gu Xinlan smiled and chatted with the two of them.

"Father!"

With a solemn expression, Chen Duhe took out two booklets from his bosom. One was the Corpse Refining Technique of the Immortal Kui Sect, and the other was the Ghost Cultivation Method of the Yin Soul Sect.

He said, "Which one should I cultivate for my mother?"

Chen Sanshi was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily, "You bastard, do you want to turn your mother into a monster that's neither human nor ghost, a blood-drinking, man-eating creature!"

"Father, you're confused!"

Chen Duhe retorted, "The person is about to die, why are you still concerned about so much?"

"no!"

Chen Sanshi refused.

He had studied these techniques long ago. They also required spiritual roots to cultivate, and one had to start cultivating them at a young age.

If one forcibly cultivates without spiritual roots, one can indeed survive for some years, but one cannot improve one's realm, and one will constantly need living people to nourish one until one completely loses one's mind and becomes a bloodthirsty monster.

Having lost their senses, they are no longer the same person they once were.

"Father! There will be a way in the future! There are countless evil arts in the world. Even if we can't find a way, those people from the Evil God Cult and the Demon Cult will definitely have a way."

Chen Duhe's voice grew louder and louder: "You didn't care when Mr. Xu passed away, and now you're not going to care about my mother either?"

"If you won't take care of it, I will!"

As he spoke, he took the cultivation manual and tried to break into the bedchamber.

Chen Sanshi grabbed him and said, "Stop right there!"

Without saying a word, Chen Duhe pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into his father's abdomen, trying to break free.

But how could he possibly be a match for Tianwu? In the end, he could only be pinned to the ground.

"Father!"

Chen Duhe stopped struggling and instead cried out in a hoarse voice, "Save Mother Empress!"

Chen Sanshi's body trembled. Looking at the scattered martial arts manuals on the ground, he felt a wavering in his heart for a moment.

"Squeak-"

Just then, the doors of the main hall opened, and Gu Xinlan appeared, draped in a cloak and supported by her maid. She said, "Crossing the river? What kind of evil magic is this? I won't practice it. Don't make things difficult for your father, or don't blame me for being angry with you."

"mother!"

Chen Duhe just cried.

"Perhaps there is another way..."

Chen Sanshi recalled what he had seen in the Buddhist community: those incense-burning and Taoist cultivators could use special supernatural powers to heal the illnesses and injuries of mortals.

He immediately sent Qingniao to find the Buddhist monk Miaotan, saying that as long as she could help, he would consider himself indebted to her.

Upon learning this news, Meng Guangxin, the fifth senior brother who had once cultivated on Mount Sumeru, volunteered.

Not long after, Miao Tan indeed arrived in Da Han, but there was still no good result. After examining her, she raised one hand and chanted a Buddhist prayer, saying, "Amitabha, Benefactor Chen, your lady is not ill, but rather her mortal body is nearing the end of its lifespan. You should be able to see that."

Chen Sanshi was well aware of this, but he simply clung to a sliver of hope.

"Even if this humble nun possesses extraordinary abilities, she cannot extend the lifespan of mortals. At most, she can cast a spell to relieve their suffering before death."

Master Miaotan said.

Chen Sanshi slumped into his chair, looking dejected, and remained silent for a long time.

"Master Miaotan, please go and rest."

Dongfang Jingxing, with his keen eye, led the person out of the bedchamber.

The room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"His Majesty."

A soft voice broke the silence: "Come here, I have something to say."

"Queen."

Chen Sanshi came to the bedside and took the other person's hand.

"Brother Shi..."

Gu Xinlan suddenly changed her form of address and a relaxed smile appeared on her face: "Actually, you really don't need to be sad."

Chen Sanshi remained silent.

Gu Xinlan continued, "Do you remember the little cat that Yunxi used to keep in the harem?"

"Naturally remember."

Chen Sanshi said, "Later, the kitten became an old cat, got sick and died. Yunxi cried for several days."

Gu Xinlan asked, "Do you still remember what you said to Yunxi back then?"

"I……"

Chen Sanshi was taken aback, and the bloodshot in his eyes intensified.

“You told Yunxi that you hoped she wouldn’t be upset. To you, the cat was dead, but to that cat, it had lived a complete life and died a natural death.”

Gu Xinlan smiled and said, "Shi Ge'er has long understood this principle, so why is he confused when it comes to himself? I have lived a very happy life, and I am almost ninety years old this year. I still look like a young girl. Even after I am buried, I will remain young forever. I have surpassed so many women in the world. What is there to be unhappy about?"