After leaving from the Ten Thousand Demon Peak, Yang Huaiping walked aimlessly along the Huangnigang towards the deep mountains and Daze, he wanted to find a secluded place to practice his sword and calm his heart.

Along the way, Yang Huaiping climbed over the lofty mountains, crossed the rapids and dangerous currents, and saw a lame Taoist man with a big gourd on his back, his face was dark, his hair was fluffy, he was wearing a golden hoop, his beard was messy, his eyes were round, and he was picking a medicinal herb with iron crutches.

Yang Huaiping paced to the lame Taoist and said in a calm tone: "May I ask the chief to know where there is a good place for cultivation around!"

"You're sick, this one has to be cured!" The lame Taoist put a stone heart orchid he had picked into the cloth bag hanging from his waist, and he stared at Yang Huaiping with a serious expression.

Yang Huaiping scratched his head, looked at the lame Taoist in front of him in confusion, pondered for a moment, and asked again, "Dao Chief, do you know where there is a good place to practice!"

The lame Taoist looked at Yang Huaiping and said meaningfully: "A person who has broken off seven emotions and six desires is a good seedling to become an immortal, but he has not experienced everything, how can he be detached, that's it, that's it, you will practice with me in the rolling red dust in the future!"

Yang Huaiping glanced up and down at the ugly-looking lame Taoist in front of him, he couldn't see that the other party was a master, so he was ready to leave.

Suddenly, a pair of lame Taoist iron crutches whistled Yang Huaiping's legs, and Yang Huaiping fell to the ground with a thud.

Although Yang Huaiping felt a strong wind just now, he couldn't dodge the lame man's iron crutch, Yang Huaiping was knocked down by such a relaxed and casual move, and his heart was suddenly surprised.

At this time, the lame Taoist muttered: "A person who has cut off the seven emotions and six desires, even if he can cultivate without distractions, but such a life is not complete, a person with an iron heart, even if the cultivation level is high, what is the point!"

Yang Huaiping listened to the words of the lame Taoist in front of him, and he was a little confused, but the only thing he was sure of was that the other party's cultivation was advanced and could help him experience!"

The lame Taoist looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled, he groaned and said: "There is a plague in Xunhuai Village, let's go over and take a look, in fact, cultivation is not only about refining the body, the important thing in practice is to cultivate the mind, smacking and exploring in all ordinary things, so as to have some understanding, so that we can go further on the way to practice." ”

After that, the lame Taoist pulled Yang Huaiping up and galloped towards Xunhuai Village.

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In Xunhuai Village, there are many fenced courtyards built by the mountains and rivers, and the houses are like that, looking from afar, there are about hundreds of uneven households.

But now there are less than a few dozen people left in the village, and the rest of the people have all been infected with a plague and died in the Yellow Spring, and the grass on the graves of those who died in the plague is probably more than a foot high.

At this time, in a room in a small fenced courtyard, a woman wearing coarse cloth clothes, a slender and weak figure, a delicate face, but her eyes were black, and her face was a little burnt, and she threw herself on an old lady with gray hair and a cold and stiff body, and her tone was choked and hoarse and cried bitterly.

"Mother, why did you leave like this, now I am seriously ill, and my life is not long, mother, you said that we usually do not pay less incense to worship the Buddha, but why did our village suddenly give birth to a plague, but fortunately, I am not dead, you can also bury your mother, as for me dead, whether anyone buries me, then it doesn't matter!"

At this moment, there was a faint sound in the small courtyard of the fence, and the woman with a beautiful face looked through the window, and it turned out to be the skinny big yellow dog at home, which was only skinny and bone-like, fell to the ground, its limbs twitched a few times, its eyes widened, and the ghostly soul returned to dust.

For a moment, the woman felt a thick haze in her heart, and she felt the fear in the process of waiting for death to come.

At this moment, the lame Taoist took Yang Huaiping to drive the clouds and landed in this small fenced courtyard, he took out the medicine bowl and jade pestle for pounding medicine from the cloth bag hanging on his waist, as well as a few medicinal herbs, and said in a deep voice: "You just stay in the yard to make medicine, I will go in to save people, you must understand that pounding medicine is also a kind of practice, saving people is much more difficult than killing people!"

Immediately, Yang Huaiping took the things in the lame Taoist's hand, he put the herbs into the medicine bowl, and began to pound them with a jade pestle.

The lame Taoist walked into the house of the small courtyard with a limp, he saw the beautiful woman's face like ashes, her eyes were a little gloomy and she kept sobbing at the old lady who was lying on the bed and was lifeless, and said indifferently: "Girl, you don't have to be sad anymore, after all, life and death are the destiny of people, your mother is just going to the next reincarnation, you should be happy for her!"

The woman with a delicate face saw the lame Taoist in front of her who was dressed in a unique way, with a different style, and was holding an iron crutch in her hand, her eyes instantly lit up, "You are the king of medicine, Tie Guan Li, you quickly use the elixir in your medicine gourd to save my mother once, I don't want her to leave me!"

"Your mother has escaped into reincarnation, even if I have no skills to return to heaven, everything can only be reconciled to heaven!" Tie Guan Li stared at the beautiful woman with a faint face.

The woman with a beautiful face lowered her brows and fell into silence for a while, and after a long while, she said in a deep voice: "There are still more than a dozen people in our village who are not dead, the medicine king, you go and save them!"

Tie Guan Li smiled indifferently and said, "Didn't the girl think about her life and death?"

The woman with a beautiful face shook her head, and she said in a deep voice: "Now that my mother is dead, I have no attachment to this world, and after I bury her, I will also choose to die!"

At this moment, Yang Huaiping entered the house with the pounded medicine, and he groaned and said, "Dao Chief, I have pounded the medicine!"

Tie Guan Li scratched the black beard on his chin, he looked at the woman with a beautiful face and said, "You feed her medicine, she has not yet finished her life, she shouldn't die!"

Hearing this, Yang Huaiping walked in front of the handsome-faced woman with an indifferent expression, and he ignored the resistance of the handsome-faced woman, and directly hugged the fair-faced woman and stuffed the medicine into her mouth.

Tie Guan Li looked at the delicate woman with a look of resistance and said, "Don't worry, since you met me, it proves that you should not die, and I will find a way to make you miss something!"

Immediately afterwards, Tie Guan Li said to Yang Huaiping: "I'll save the other people in the village, you stay here and help this girl bury her mother, look at this girl, don't let her find a short-sighted!"

Let's say, Tie Guan Li's figure left the room in a flash, and he took the clouds to save the others in Xunhuai Village!