Daogu Xianfeng

Sun Simiao has seen all kinds of people since he became a doctor after a long illness and then intensively studied medical skills, but this is the first time he has seen such a transparent young man.

When Luo Feng took sex from his memory, what he saw was Mr. Sun's gentle eyes.My mind, still in chaos, twitched, as if I was still asking my husband for medical advice in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and gave a long salute and said, "How is sir? It's been so many years, Luo Feng misses him very much!"

Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, and said: "Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist. The poor Taoist is doing very well recently. But he is old. I don't know when I met with fellow Taoist?"

I don't know when I met my fellow Taoist? !

As if a pot of cold water had been poured down, Luo Feng's mind suddenly cleared, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.This is the only character he has met so far in the sword three worlds, and it made him unable to distinguish the difference between the two worlds twice in a row. many.

He stared at Sun Simiao for a while, the similar face, but not the medicine king he knew, even though they had the same compassion and righteousness.

I remember that at the time of Datang, Mr. Sun was over 130 years old, and he only looked about 60 years old.The one in front of him looked like a young man, exactly what he had seen in the portraits of Sun Simiao when he was young.I calculated in my heart that Sun Simiao was born in the seventh year of Liang Datong in the Southern Dynasty, and it has been 11 years since his great career, so he should be 74 years old.

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The 74...year-old...medicine king...is...a young man (appearance)!Crazy pace!

It's not that he didn't know, but he was taken aback, it was the first time that Luo Feng clearly realized how superb the medicine king's medical skills are.

Sun Simiao was still looking at Luo Feng with puzzled eyes, waiting for him to clarify his doubts.Luo Feng, whose face became more and more tense, finally said: "I'm so sorry, sir and an elder of the younger generation are very similar, and it was the younger generation who admitted the wrong person just now." After saying that, he saluted again.

Sun Simiao smiled kindly, and there were two very light dimples on his cheeks, which were very attractive, but Luo Feng saw it but felt that he couldn't look directly at it, the dimples of an old man in his 70s...

The sky is high and narrow, and the six qi revolve to form four o'clock.Luo Feng, who had been struggling with Yao Wang's age, said he didn't remember how to say goodbye in the end, and when he recovered, he was already floating in the clouds on the warm wind of late spring.

He who never sighed deeply sighed, looked down, and saw all kinds of pocket things.Trying to remember how I ran above the clouds, I couldn't remember after thinking for a long time, and finally gave up.At this moment, I feel the true energy flowing in the meridians, and suddenly find that the path of the true energy seems to be a little different from before, and then I think of the few pictures I wanted to learn about sitting and forgetting the scriptures and the formula of longevity last month. things when put together.

I don't know how Chunyangzi got the first picture of "The Secret of Longevity", and I don't know why the next few pictures have not been handed down. No one can answer these questions for Luo Feng at this moment.However, when Luo Feng tried to practice the "Secret of Longevity", he found that although the first picture looked the same as the running route of Zawangjing, there were actually some small gaps. The first picture needs to be a little more perfect, presumably Chun Yangzi also made fine adjustments to that picture.

Then there is a problem of how to connect the seven pictures. "Longevity Jue" is the supreme classic of Taoism. The true energy cultivated is peaceful and peaceful, and there is no such thing as yin and yang.Although the martial arts of Chunyang Palace is neutral and peaceful, and it emphasizes the consistency of Hunyuan, but just looking at the name "Chunyang", it is still slightly masculine.

In desperation, I can only carefully study the previous passages, but even one word can make people think about it for a long time, let alone such a large passage... The progress of practicing the formula of longevity has been suspended, but unexpectedly, there is a turning point at this moment.

After writing down the exercise route, and running it actively, I found that the surrounding clouds seemed to be attracted by something, and they surrounded me, and the dense clouds blocked my sight.With a heartbeat, he sat down among the clouds, and after making sure that he would not fall suddenly, he began to transfer the true energy in his body with confidence.

The cloud air around him responded, wrapping Luo Feng into a big cloud cocoon. Someone below saw it, and thought it was the strong wind blowing the cloud into that.

When the warm wind in the late spring of Shu land blew over Mount Qingcheng again, a huge white cocoon floated down from the sky at a height of one hundred feet, and it floated back and forth in the air with the wind.Looking carefully, it turned out to be full of water mist, the more it fell, the mist diffused, and the mist cocoon became smaller, and when it reached the ground, a person appeared from it, and the whole body was refreshing without any moisture.

Luo Feng stands on the top of the mountain with his eyes closed, the scent of grass and soil in his nostrils, the cheerful chirping of birds in his ears, and the scattered hair and clothes hem blown by the mountain wind, for a moment, he seemed to melt into the After seeing Mount Qingcheng, I felt the pulse of the mountain.

At the same time, on the main peak of Qingcheng, Hongming Temple.

Daotong, who was sweeping the floor in front of the mountain gate, finally closed his mouth full of wind, slapped his face hard, threw down his broom, and ran into the temple, shouting as he ran, "Master, master! I saw a fairy!" !!"

When the master of Hongming Temple finally believed Daotong's words and came to look for it, all he saw was Luo Feng's back.

Luo Feng didn't want to be entangled by people, and he didn't care how the people behind him called, so he walked out of the sight of those people in two or three steps.Looking at the vague figure and the speed at which he disappeared in a few clicks, Hongming's audience left behind a sigh.

Indulging in the mountains and rivers of Qingcheng for five days, picking some unique herbs in the mountains, and digging a few stones along the way, when he was thinking about whether to go back home, he saw Sun Simiao.

A thatched cottage is Sun Simiao's residence in Mount Qingcheng.At this moment, he was processing medicinal herbs outside the thatched hut, and it was Chuan Qiong that he saw that day.

Maybe it can't be called Chuanqiong at this moment, after all, no one has spread the name of Chuanqiong, and no doctor has used Chuanqiong as medicine.

This is a newly discovered medicinal material, and the person who discovered it is Sun Simiao, the king of medicine!

When Sun Simiao packed up the prepared medicinal materials, Luo Feng descended from a big tree not far away, walked over with his sleeves full.

He bowed and saluted: "Mr. Sun!" Then he stood up tall and showed his face: "I am not very happy to see Mr. Sun again. I take the liberty to disturb you. I hope you will forgive me!"

Sun Simiao recognized Luo Feng immediately, and was also very happy, and enthusiastically invited Luo Feng in.After exchanging pleasantries, I found that Luo Feng also understood medical principles, so I happily introduced Chuan Qiong to Luo Feng.Even though Sun Simiao's medical skills were not as good as in Tang Dynasty at this time, he still beat Luofeng Eighteen Streets. Even if he knew what he said, he had heard it before, and listening to it again was still thought-provoking.

Taking the opportunity to ask all the questions about medicine for many years, Sun Simiao was even more happy that the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes disappeared, and he looked like a young man, which made Luo Feng, who knew the age of the other party, admire him for a while.

He stayed at Sun Simiao's place for another three days, and when Luo Feng finally returned to Qingyangsi, what he saw was the helpless expressions of the rest of the people, but the Buddhist sect wanted to stretch its claws in again.

Looking at the depressing looks of the Taoist priests in Qingyangsi, and seeing the Taoist priests around when they went out for a walk, after hesitating for a long time, Luo Feng went out again.No one knows exactly what was done. In short, three days later, the largest Buddhist temple in Chengdu was suddenly renovated, and the rest of the Buddhist temples stopped talking about Taoist temples giving up their sites.

Starry night, no moon.In the guest room of Qingyang Four, under the dim light, Luo Feng is writing something, if you look closely, you can see that there seem to be some formulas in it, followed by explanations.

Early the next morning, after finishing the morning class, Luo Feng asked to see the temple master, and then talked with the temple master for several hours, when Luo Feng came out from the temple master's residence, it was already dusk.

Following the evening class of all the Taoists, he returned to his room.Although Qingyang Temple has a spacious place, after all, it is a place for other people, and it is not easy to practice swordsmanship, so while meditating, he meditated on the essence of swordsmanship in his heart.If so again and again, finally stop and don't mention it.

The next day, the master of the Qingyang temple notified something in the morning class, and ordered Luo Feng to be the instructor to teach the disciples in the temple their homework, including a thing that had never been done before—martial arts.

He took out a booklet, which was written last night, in which Luo Feng came up with a set of qi training methods based on his own understanding of the Taoist texts in "The Secret of Longevity" and other exercises, which are comparable to those of the current Daoist sects. The various methods of practicing Qi are simpler, and the biggest advantage is that everyone can practice without being picky.As for the martial arts of body protection, besides a set of swordsmanship that he has realized, there are others, which he saw in the rivers and lakes before. To him, it is not a high-level martial arts, but body protection is more than enough.This is to take it slowly and increase the force value of the Taoist sect.

In Yangzhou City, the days of appreciating the "Apricot Blossoms and Rain in the South of the Yangtze River" are over, but the fragrance of flowers is still lingering inside and outside the city.

In the northern suburbs of Yangzhou, on the edge of the high wall of the Shifu, under a beautiful flower tree, stood two teenagers of similar age.The young man on the left has thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and broad back, giving people a very reliable feeling.The one on the right has a handsome face, and is thinner than the one on the left, but also taller.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers and trees on their heads, the two kept looking at a corner gate of the Shifu, as if they were waiting for something.Suddenly there was a creaking sound, the corner door opened, a bundle was thrown out from inside, and then the door was closed with a "bang--".

"Bah!" Kou Zhong spat at the door, feeling aggrieved, Xu Ziling also felt uncomfortable, but neither of them said anything, turned around and left.

Go to a hidden place and open the bundle, there is a book, a letter and a small porcelain bottle inside.The two of them separated and hid the things on their bodies without looking at them, and they both pretended to be okay and walked to their nests, but they didn't see the person on the bustling tree next to them.

When the two left, Shi Long jumped down, looked at the direction in which the two left, and sighed helplessly: "I didn't want to do this at first, but I had to do it under the orders of Junior Brother Luofeng!" How will a nephew treat me in the future..." The voice was broken in the wind, and it was inaudible.