"Martial arts to exercise the internal organs?"

Zhang Qinglong looked at Lei Dao, who came in a hurry early in the morning, shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't know if there is any martial arts to exercise the internal organs, maybe there is, but I have never heard of it." ”

Zhang Qinglong practiced iron sand palm and boy gong, these are some typical external skills, which cannot be achieved overnight, and need to be done step by step, boil up the strength, and practice little by little for more than ten years, maybe you can achieve something.

As for the martial arts of exercising the internal organs, Zhang Qinglong didn't know at all.

"Even Uncle Zhang has never heard of this kind of martial arts, I'm afraid there really isn't. In other words, even if there is, it is extremely rare and precious, and it will not be found at all for a while. ”

Lei Dao was disappointed.

In fact, this is not unexpected, after all, the martial arts of this world he learned are actually some very basic things. If you really want to suddenly come up with martial arts that can exercise your internal organs, it would be strange and unreasonable.

But if there is no martial arts to exercise the internal organs, what can Lei Dao do to alleviate the condition?

For the whole morning, Lei Dao lost his soul.

Watching my life diminish every day is more unbearable than any torture.

"Young master, it's time to take medicine. ”

The little girl came to her side with a bowl of potion as thick as ink.

Lei Dao is in a very bad mood now, how can he be in any mood to drink medicine?

"Don't drink it. ”

The little girl was anxious, and immediately persuaded: "Young master, this is a prescription personally prescribed by Daoist Qingyuan, you must not be temperamental." ”

"Daoist Qingyuan?"

Lei Dao was slightly stunned.

He inherited some of the body's memories, and almost all of them were lost. He recalled it carefully, and it seemed that he didn't have any memories of Qingyuan Daochang.

In fact, Lei Dao knows a little about his condition.

Ordinary tuberculosis can basically live for two or three years, and three years is considered a long time.

But what about him?

Lei Dao has been sick for five years now. And he still has more than a year to live, that is, under normal circumstances, he can live for more than six years from illness to death, which is not normal.

"Daoist Qingyuan is a strange person, and the prescription he personally prescribed made the young master's condition better. At the beginning, even some famous doctors in the state capital asserted that the young master would not live for three years. ”

Xiaoya seems to be very convinced by Qingyuan Daochang.

"Sure enough......"

Lei Dao was happy in his heart, it was not for nothing that he could live for five or six years, it was the credit of this Qingyuan Daoist.

"Since Daoist Qingyuan can delay my condition, there may be a way to eradicate it. Xiaoya, take me to meet Daoist Qingyuan. ”

Lei Dao was already impatient, and hurriedly called Xiaoya.

Soon, Lei Dao met Daoist Qingyuan.

As the "honored guest" of Lei Mansion, Qing Yuan Lao Dao lived in a separate secluded courtyard.

Lei Dao saw Qing Yuan Lao Dao for the first time, and he was really shocked. Qing Yuan Lao Dao's "appearance" is excellent, the fairy wind is boneless, the spirit is strong, and it looks like a "living immortal".

"Third Young Master, you came to find Lao Dao, but is there something?"

Qing Yuan Lao Dao is very strange, he has been in Lei Mansion for so many years, in addition to every time he sees a doctor for Lei Dao, this is the first time Lei Dao has taken the initiative to come to him.

Moreover, he also saw some differences from Lei Dao's body.

The last time I saw Lei Dao was a few months ago, and at that time, Lei Dao was already terminally ill, and he was desperate, and his spirit had completely collapsed.

But what about now?

Lei Dao still looked pale, looking like he was dying. There was no change in his condition, but Lei Dao's eyes looked a little more radiant than before.

"Daoist Qingyuan, you are a strange person, is there a way to completely cure my illness?"

Lei Dao asked directly.

Daoist Qingyuan shook his head and said, "Third Young Master, Old Dao has done his best. Even if Lao Dao has some means, he can only delay the disease for a few years. It's been more than five years now, and there's nothing the old way can do. ”

Looking at Lei Dao's eyes full of anticipation, Daoist Qingyuan's heart moved, so his tone changed: "However, if you can get the thousand-year-old snow lotus and prepare a life-prolonging potion, maybe the third young master's illness can also have a miracle." ”

"Millennial Snow Lotus, Life Extension Elixir? Dao Chief, what the hell is going on?"

Lei Dao asked with a frown.

Qing Yuan Lao Dao did not hide it, and directly told the matter of the life-prolonging potion.

In fact, in the past five years, he has not had any cover-up.

When he first entered the Lei Mansion, the purpose was to use the financial resources of the Lei Mansion to collect precious elixirs, so as to prepare life-prolonging potions.

As long as he could concoct a life-prolonging potion, his purpose would have been achieved.

Lei Dao took a deep look at Qing Yuan Dao, he had felt that something was wrong before, such a strange person would stay in Lei Mansion for three years for no reason, just to treat his illness?

Sure enough, Qing Yuan Lao Dao has a purpose.

Life prolonging elixirs?

Lei Dao suddenly felt ridiculous, how could there be any life-prolonging elixir? This was as ignorant and ridiculous as some alchemists trying to find the elixir of immortality.

But looking at the appearance of Qing Yuan Lao Dao, he obviously did not have any doubts about the life extension potion, and was even full of hope, and he would prepare it successfully at all costs.

"By the way, why don't the Taoist chief go to the state capital, or even more prosperous places? There are abundant products, many goods, and well-informed, and there may be what the Taoist needs to be. ”

Lei Dao asked suspiciously.

"This ...... The state capital is good with the state capital, and Leijiabao is also good at Leijiabao. Except for a little medical skills, Lao Dao has no long things, and when he goes to the state capital, he is afraid that he will ......"

Qing Yuan Dao's expression was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't say it explicitly, in fact, Lei Dao had already guessed eight or nine.

This Qing Yuan Dao is actually a warlock.

He also relied on his Qihuang medical skills to fool the people of Leijiabao, as for those high-ranking officials and nobles in the state capital, I am afraid that they will not believe the words of the old Taoist.

No, maybe even Lei Dao's cheap dad didn't really believe in Qing Yuan Dao.

The reason why he can still stay in Qingyuan Old Dao is just to treat Lei Dao. Qing Yuan Lao Dao finally has a skill, if he didn't have this trick of disambiguation, I'm afraid he would have been blasted out of Leijiabao a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Lei Dao was in no mood to ask anymore.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that this so-called strange man Qingyuan Daoist was just a warlock.

"The Third Young Master doesn't believe that Lao Dao can prepare a life-prolonging potion?"

Seeing Lei Dao's expression, Qing Yuan Lao Dao seemed to have been stepped on by his tail, his face immediately turned red, and he stood up violently, his eyes full of anger.

"Uh......"

Lei Dao didn't speak, but everything was silent.

As long as it is a normal person, who will believe this set of Qing Yuan Lao Dao?

It's also a life-prolonging potion, why don't you talk about the elixir of immortality?

An old liar, Lei Dao has no interest anymore.

Qing Yuan Dao obviously "understood" Lei Dao's eyes, this kind of look, he had seen it too many times.

So, Qing Yuan Lao Dao said angrily: "Third Young Master, do you know how old Lao Dao is this year?"

Lei Dao glanced at the old Taoist priest.

This old Taoist priest looks fairy-like, and his hair is only a little gray, so he should be in his fifties.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell the third young master, I'm sixty-nine years old this year, and I'm almost in my prime!"

"You're almost seventy?"

Lei Dao was indeed a little surprised when he heard this, this old Taoist priest didn't look like an old man no matter how he looked at it. No matter how well maintained, with the situation of this world, it is impossible for a seventy-year-old to be so energetic, and he does not look very old.