The old man on the other side was stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Zifeng's words, looked at Mo Zifeng in disbelief, rubbed his eyes, and looked again, impossible, this is alive!

The old man's first reaction when he saw Mo Zifeng was not to rummage through the so-called roster or anything, but walked over directly and gently touched Mo Zifeng's arm with his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Xiaoning: "......" old man, although her master is a human, she must not touch it easily!

Sure enough, the spiritual power of a body protector directly bounced the old man away, and landed directly on the thatched roof, and then the whole person fell. At this time, the three children looked at Mo Zifeng's eyes as if they were looking at some evil person.

"He didn't mean it, it was his own protection, hehe. Han Xiaoning laughed dryly, and then saw the old man limping over, and knelt down very excitedly after running over.

"Master is above, please accept the disciple's worship!" said the old man, making a big bow.

Han Xiaoning: "......" This hasn't been figured out yet, it's not sure if it's true, you just worship, it's a little early!

"I said this fellow Daoist, you're a little early, at least compare it first!" Han Xiaoning couldn't help but remind.

"It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, Mo Zifeng, the third-generation ancestor of the Lingshan Sect, also bounced countless disciples back then, and got the name of Xuantuo Cooler, we all call him the third-generation ancestor of the cold face!" the old man said excitedly.

Han Xiaoning was stunned, Old Man Fang said honestly, with your ability to tell the truth, I am very puzzled, how did you live to this day!

"What's more, the current Lingshan Sect has long been dilapidated, and the inheritance has almost been broken, no matter how you say this, there is nothing to deceive. You came here to help us, if you weren't a disciple of the Lingshan Sect, what else could you be for!" the old man said, with a look of emotion on his face.

Han Xiaoning: "......" You are so right, I actually think it makes sense, look at this dilapidated house, there is really nothing to worry about.

At this moment, the three little ones also ran over and knelt down, there was no reason why the master knelt down, and they were still standing. However, Mo Zifeng was still unmoved.

"Three generations of ancestors, it's good that you're back. If you have been away from here for three thousand years, our Lingshan Sect will gradually decline! It's good that you are back, and I can be regarded as having an explanation for the ancestors of the past dynasties!" the old man said.

Han Xiaoning looked at the old man, and then looked at the three small ones, and finally understood, this is because the old man is not useful, and the three small ones have to take care of things. When they meet such a master, they are quite pitiful.

And at this time, I heard shouts from outside, and followed by the sound of help. Han Xiaoning's divine sense detected that it was a few ordinary people, wearing quite good clothes, carrying a sedan chair to this side.

"Doctor Fang, our master has a headache, take a look and see if you can cure him!" said the man who looked like a housekeeper.

There are towns here, and naturally there are ordinary people living there, but there are not many ordinary people in this main continent, and most of them have spiritual roots, that is, there are no spiritual roots, and if they have a few more children, the children may have spiritual roots. How to say it, more or less, there are some people in the family who can cultivate.

And this old man who was said to be sick walked down, and his family was because of the powerful monks in his ancestors, and now there are children and grandchildren who can cultivate, so he is living very well, and he came here to seek medical treatment.

"Hurry up and sit down, I'll take a look!" Old Man Fang said, and the housekeeper naturally thanked him for letting his master sit down.

Han Xiaoning never thought that the head of the Lingshan Sect had been reduced to the point of treating people, and this could really become a joke in the immortal cultivation world. It's not that it's bad to heal people, but they're monks, and what is the monk's job, it's cultivation.

As an alchemist, your job is alchemy, whether you are refining to improve your cultivation, replenish your qi and blood, or poison pills. Those are all pills, for monks, ordinary people use them, and it is estimated that they can't stand it.

And it is Lang Zhong who treats people! Lang Zhong treats people with medicine and treats diseases, which is different from that of an alchemist. An alchemist may be very good at alchemy, but he may not necessarily see a doctor, he can't boil medicine, he can't give people bones, and letting an alchemist see a doctor is equivalent to dying!

Therefore, seeing that this old man is so skilled in seeing people, and now he is still prescribing medicine, Han Xiaoning has also gained a lot of knowledge. Although she can also prescribe medicine to people through her understanding of medicinal materials, there is a problem, she can't see a doctor, can't diagnose the pulse, doesn't know the symptoms, and then understands the medicinal materials, it's useless. So at this moment, Han Xiaoning admired this old man very much.

"Master, there is no way to do this, for such a long time, we have long had no spirit stones, and our cultivation is not high, so we can't earn spirit stones, so we can only go down the mountain to see how to make some money. Master and I are just that, these two little ones still have to eat, so Master and Lang learned this ability to see a doctor, and with the elixir he refined, the effect is very good. ”

While explaining to Han Xiaoning, the boy smiled at Han Xiaoning and hurried over to help. It can be felt that the cooperation between master and apprentice is very tacit.

"You are suffering from wind pain, you can eat the herbs I prescribed for you, eat them for three days, the symptoms will be reduced, and if you eat them for another four days, you will be able to eradicate the roots!" Hearing the old man say this, the man who looked like the old man smiled.

"It is said that you are an old miracle doctor, and sure enough, you are really hanging a pot to help the world!" said the old man, with a respectful expression.

"You're laughing, eat with a mouthful!" This old man Fang really doesn't have any temper at all, everyone knows that he is a monk, and he can still do this, which is why everyone is willing to come to him for a doctor. This man is a good man, and he can heal diseases, so he is naturally good.

"This is a hundred taels of gold, it is my consultation fee, and I ask the old doctor not to shirk. "This old man is shrewd, and he directly gave a hundred taels of gold, also in order to close the relationship between himself and this old man, otherwise who will he find next time he has a headache!

And he had heard from the elders of the family that this place used to be a big sect, but now it is just decaying, and now he can help, it is nothing to him, but it is likely to be an opportunity!

"Then I'm welcome!" Old Man Fang also accepted it unceremoniously, this was what he deserved, although it was a little more than he wanted, but it didn't hurt.

In the eyes of the monk, this gold and silver thing is just something outside the body, but he has two little apprentices to support, and his home also needs to be furnished, so naturally he can't do without money.

And over the years, he has seen some fame in treating ordinary people, so it is enough for them to eat, but compared to the spirit stones used for cultivation, these are indeed not enough!