Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 50 Immortal Means
Shen Lian nodded and said, "Of course I remember."

Lin Zhongtian smiled calmly: "That's great, can you let me have a look?"

"This..." Shen Lian hesitated a little, and then smiled wryly, "It stands to reason that without the permission of Daoist Wang, I can't make the decision to pass the "Qing Jing Gong" to you, but now that I have fallen into such a situation, I'm afraid I can't do it. It's hard to get in touch with Daoist Wang, if Brother Fu really wants to try it, I can give you the exercises, but I need you to write a letter for me to apologize to Daoist Wang."

"What you guys, it's us now!"

Lin Zhongtian corrected the mistakes and omissions in Shen Lian's words, and then moved over curiously.

"Don't worry, I will tell them to do the letter, so hurry up and say it!"

"Okay!" Shen Lian nodded, then hesitantly looked at the desk with the teapot and teacups in front of him, "But that's it, why don't you bring the pen and paper first..."

"No need, you recite it once, I will remember it!"

Shen Lian was slightly stunned, and then said: "Okay, then I can read it, you remember: the Dao is formless, it gives birth to the world; the Dao is ruthless, it moves the sun and the moon; The name is Dao. Husband and Taoist: there is clearness and turbidity, there is movement and stillness;

Lin Zhongtian and the others quietly listened to him read the general outline of "Qing Jing Gong".

Doctor Zhang on the side frowned the whole time, and after Shen Lian finished reading, he couldn't help but said: "Isn't the first half of this the "Qing Jing Sutra", I remember that the Taoist priests in the Baiyun Temple in Nancheng read this book in the morning class. Sutra, why did it become an inner strength mental method when it came to you?"

"The "Qing Jing Jing" has always been the heart method of "Qing Jing Gong", but only the upper half of it has been circulated."

"I see."

Doctor Zhang suddenly realized, stroked his beard and nodded, and began to memorize the second half of "Qing Jing Gong" in his heart.

Lin Zhongtian mumbled it thoughtfully, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned to look at Shen Lian.

"The complete "Qing Jing Gong" should not only be the general outline of the mental method, but also the matching postures and movements."

"Yes, I need to teach these myself-are you going to start now?"

"Wait first." Lin Zhongtian shook his head, then turned to look at Jin Yichuan, "What is your request?"

"..."

Jin Yichuan was slightly taken aback, thought for a while, and tentatively said: "Brother Fu, you also know that I have tuberculosis, if possible..."

Jin Yichuan didn't finish his sentence, but the three people present understood what he meant.

Dr. Zhang frowned, and reprimanded lightly: "Yichuan, the old man told you a long time ago that you must not be impatient with this lung disease and need to rest. As long as you follow the doctor's advice well, the old man will be able to cure it sooner or later."

Jin Yichuan lowered his head in shame: "I know, it's just my body..."

Doctor Zhang sighed: "I know what you're worried about. It's just that you feel sick and your life is not long--you have been reluctant to propose marriage to this old man, isn't it because of this reason?"

"Why, worried that I will die young and delay my daughter?"

"Ah... this... Uncle Zhang, you..."

Jin Yichuan's eyes widened, his face was red, and he hesitated in embarrassment.

Doctor Zhang chuckled, stroked his beard and said, "This old man has been practicing medicine for decades. Although he is not well-informed, he is also used to the ups and downs between people. The little thoughts between you and my little girl, I thought Can you hide it from the old man, when the old man sees her hiding in the boudoir, sewing a sachet that is good for tuberculosis, he knows that she has fallen in love with you."

After speaking, Dr. Zhang turned his head to look at Lin Zhongtian and Shen Lian, and said with a light smile: "You two are here now, I have the cheek to ask you two to be witnesses, no matter whether Yichuan's illness is good or bad, this old man is willing Marry the little girl to him!"

Jin Yichuan's eyes widened: "Really...really?"

Doctor Zhang dissatisfied: "That's not true, marriage is a lifelong event, how can I make fun of my daughter's future happiness!"

Jin Yichuan was knocked out by the sudden surprise, and sat there giggling.

Shen Lian smiled knowingly, leaned over and patted Jin Yichuan's shoulder across from him, sincerely happy for his brother.

Only Lin Zhongtian's head was full of black lines, his eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of the three of them, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

"I said you three, why are there so many dramas, can you listen to my answer before talking about anything else!"

"..."

Doctor Zhang and Shen Lian were startled when they heard the words, as if they understood something.

The former stood up excitedly: "Mr. Fu, can you cure this disease?"

Lin Zhongtian said as a matter of course: "Of course, tuberculosis, isn't it easy?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhongtian stood up, tore off Jin Yichuan's skirt, and slapped it with his left palm.

Jin Yichuan hadn't recovered from the sudden surprise, he raised his head in a bewildered expression, and was about to ask what was going on, when he suddenly felt a warm current pouring into his chest, and then directly melted into his lungs.

Jin Yichuan's eyes widened, and he felt a burst of coolness and warmth in his lungs.

The alternation of hot and cold soon made Jin Yichuan feel itchy, and then he couldn't help but sneezed.

"Ah-"

Shen Lian, who was sitting opposite Jin Yichuan, had black lines all over his head, and picked up a white cloth to wipe off the drool on his face.

Then he looked down and found that the saliva was black and exuded a strange smell.

At the same time, Jin Yichuan began to sneeze continuously.

Shen Lian didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly picked up the white cloth that he had just torn off, and stood in front of Jin Yichuan.

After he finished sneezing and wiped his nose refreshed, he realized that the white cloth in front of him had turned into a dirty black.

Jin Yichuan was surprised: "What is this? My nose and saliva?"

Doctor Zhang took the black cloth, but he didn't think it was dirty. After observing it carefully for a while, he let out a long sigh.

"The lungs govern the qi, pass through the throat, close the fur outside, and open the nose. Mr. Fu is using your throat, mouth and nose to expel the lung poison for you. It is really a fairy-like method. I admire, admire!"

With that said, Doctor Zhang put down the black cloth, got up and bowed towards Lin Zhongtian.

Lin Zhongtian quickly stretched out his hand to support Dr. Zhang, and said modestly: "Doctor Zhang is absurd. What I have learned is just a small way. It is also very restrictive to use. It can't compare with Mr. Doctor's Way, which can save all sentient beings."

"..."

Hearing this, Dr. Zhang hesitated to speak, and then stopped, but in the end he couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Fu, I also know that I shouldn't ask this question, but thinking of the patients who died at the hands of this old man before, I still have to thicken up my old face and ask you for advice—what did you learn? What?"

Jin Yichuan and Shen Lian also wanted to know the answer to this question, and they all turned to look at Lin Zhongtian.

Lin Zhongtian thought for a while and explained: "To put it simply, it is a magical skill that only a very few people can learn. Once practiced, it will have an extremely powerful internal force. It will make Shen Lian stronger and cure Jin Yichuan's lung disease. It is the effect of this internal force."

Dr. Zhang was fascinated when he heard it, and exclaimed: "Isn't that the trick of a god!"

Jin Yichuan and Shen Lian looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Especially Jin Yichuan, recalling what Zhao Lihe said when he met Lin Zhongtian for the first time, he suddenly felt that this possibility was not impossible.

After all, apart from gods, who else would always live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests?
At some point, the atmosphere on the tea table became silent.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at the expressions of the three of Jin Yichuan, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

These three people seem to have really regarded him as a god and descended to earth...

"Wait, something is wrong, I seem to be really a god."

Lin Zhongtian fell into deep thought, and then readily accepted the reality.

"Brother Shen?"

"Ah, what's the matter, Fu...Brother Fu."

"Teach me "Qing Jing Gong", you don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

"...how is that possible!"

Shen Lian and Jin Yichuan looked at each other, seemed relieved, then he stood up and said with a smile: "Come with me, Brother Fu, I will pass on "Qing Jing Gong" to you right now!"

(End of this chapter)