In the end, Dong Lin still didn't fully agree to Mei Niang's request, Dong Lin just wanted to be alone now, and he didn't want to and didn't have the ability to take an apprentice.

However, Dong Lin did not say death, saying that everything was fine, and it would be no problem to point out the martial arts first.

The condition in Dong Lin's body is very special, the meridians are completely destroyed, but the dantian is intact, and the spiritual power in the body cannot be condensed, but the "Dao Classic" has been slowly running along the damaged meridians, recovering the meridians at an extremely slow speed.

The speed is too slow, at this rate, it is estimated that Dong Lin will not be able to repair half of the meridians in his lifetime.

Although the "Taoist Classic" is good, it seems that this time it can't be counted on, the rest is the pill that can restore the meridians, the current Qiankun treasure wheel can't be opened, the collection of jade pupils can't be viewed, Dong Lin remembers in his consciousness that there are only a few pills that can restore the meridians, the required elixir is very scarce, and the effect is mediocre, and it is estimated that it is useless for a "seriously ill patient" like Dong Lin.

Dong Lin has been groping for his state for the past few days, and finally found that in addition to refining the body "Immovable Ming King Golden Body Technique" is not affected and can be cultivated as usual, the Nan Ming Li Fire Sword that is warmed in the dantian can also be used, Dong Lin is relieved, with the Nan Ming Li Fire Sword in his hand, as long as it is not an existence against the sky, Dong Lin is confident to deal with the past.

Life in a small fishing village is calm and comfortable, but the information is relatively closed, the people in the village are self-sufficient, and they don't care about anything big outside, according to Mei Niang, Dong Lin can only go to a nearby town to find a doctor named Feng Tianxiao if he wants to get things from the outside world.

This person is the only immortal cultivator in the vicinity, he is highly respected, and he knows more about the outside world.

The small town called Jinghai is actually only a few dozen miles away from Mei Niang's small fishing village.

Dong Lin walked over slowly for more than an hour alone, Dong Lin's behavior was almost unimaginable in other places in the region.

In other places, it can be said that demon beasts are rampant, and a person walks alone in the wild, and within a moment or three, he will definitely be taken away by demon beasts.

And this side of the East China Sea is different, I don't know why, there are a lot of beasts, but there are few demon beasts, Dong Lin took great pains to find one, or the lowest level of earth mouse.

The reason for this is that Dong Lin found that the aura here in Donghai County is very thin, and within the scope of Dong Lin's divine consciousness, he has not even found the most inferior spiritual vein, to be honest, the innate conditions are insufficient, there is no foundation for cultivation, and there are naturally few cultivators and demon beasts.

Perhaps it is precisely because there is no threat from demon beasts that a small village like Mei Niang's place can exist in a small village that does not even have a low-level cultivator.

This also reassures Dong Lin, without a master, there is no threat, he can recuperate with peace of mind, and when his body heals, he can think of repairing his meridians.

Dong Lin came to Jinghai Town, which is very similar to the ancient town of Huaguo in his impression, Dong Lin was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, holding his hands, strolling on the quaint street, looking at it, it was no different from an ordinary old man, but it did not attract attention.

Dong Lin found a small medical hall in the town called the Lingxian Medical Pavilion and stepped in.

This is the only place in the town where cultivators live after Dong Lin's divine sense was swept.

Inside, a white-haired old man was treating a young man lying on a stretcher. Dong Lin was also very curious, how to diagnose and treat patients here in the domain, he had never seen it, so he came to the side to watch the excitement.

The doctor who sat in the clinic was a cultivator in Dong Lin's divine sense, but he was a low-level qi practitioner at the third level of qi cultivation, but he was kind and kind-eyed, and his face was full of righteousness, which looked very trusting.

"Lord Wind Doctor Immortal, what do you think of my husband's illness?" asked the young woman who was accompanying her nervously.

The old man, who was known as the Wind Doctor Immortal, put away his hand to check the pulse, looked solemn, shook his head and said: "I look at its appearance, shivering and hot, irritable and thirsty, red face, headache and vomiting, stiff neck, faint and delirious, and the pulse is floating and soft, such as silk in water, it is a wet pulse, and the old man sees that your husband's illness is a serious disease! Although this disease is an emergency, as long as it is diagnosed and treated in time, there is no major problem!"

What the old man said was in the clouds, Dong Lin could understand it, it was probably a disease like malaria, but the young woman couldn't understand it, she just heard that this disease could be cured, so she was relieved, "Feng Yixian, don't worry about the consultation fee, please hurry up and rejuvenate!"

"That's nature!" Feng Yixian did not rush to prescribe medicine, but started running, which attracted Dong Lin's attention.

This old man's cultivation is not high, and he can't see that he is still a wood fire double spirit root, and the ** used is also relatively simple, but perhaps because of frequent practice, it is easy to apply.

Feng Yixian injected his meager fire wood spiritual power into the man's body, acting on the first line of his abdomen and stomach, the fire spiritual power was like a mobile fire net, filtering out the pathogenic insects in the man's body one by one to kill them, and the wood spiritual power was to stimulate the vitality of the man's body and speed up the recovery of damaged cells, the whole process was delicate and rigorous.

At the time of the tea, the man's complexion began to recover, and he actually changed from being sick and dying, to being able to sit up.

Dong Lin was also secretly amazed, it turned out that the spiritual power could still be used like this!?

Don't underestimate this time, Feng Yixian's forehead was already faintly sweaty, and his face was tired, and he could see that this method of use was very consuming to his mind.

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you to calm your nerves and replenish your qi, go back and decoct the medicine for your man to drink, and there will be no problem if you drink three or five servings!"

The young woman hurriedly took it respectfully, hesitated, and said with a smile: "Yixian, how much does this consultation fee cost?"

Feng Yixian sat back on the wooden chair, "It's not much, just one or two silver coins!"

Dong Lin has been in the small fishing village for so long and knows a little bit about the actual situation of Donghai County, because there are few spiritual stones here, so the main circulation is gold, silver and copper, take Mei Niang's family as an example, one tael of silver is equivalent to one hundred copper coins, which can be worth a month's living needs, and one tael of money is equivalent to one hundred silver coins.

Of course, spirit stones can also be used as currency, a spirit stone is equivalent to ten taels of money, I heard Yaya say, Mei Niang in order to treat her own injuries, enough to melt away is seven spirit stones! It seems that they are all credited from this wind medicine fairy.

The young woman was shy and embarrassed, but Feng Yixian was really good at talking, and in the end, it was all over with only ten copper plates, and the rest was on credit, not even an IOU, which made Dong Lin breathtaking.

The young woman withdrew from the medical hall with a thousand thanks, and the Feng Tianxiao turned to look at Dong Lin, as a doctor's nature, Feng Tianxiao's first glance was to look up and down.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, the excited Feng Yixian almost didn't fall off the seat, this abnormal behavior made Dong Lin feel quite puzzled, his ability to restrain his breath was not weak, shouldn't he show his stuff? Could it be that this old man saw something?!

I saw that Feng Tianxiao was already dressed up, and solemnly bowed: "Junior Yuntian Pavilion disciple Feng Tianxiao, meet the senior!"