After so many years, Jingfeng Daoist Ye Wuji's brilliant medical skills have become well-known far and wide, up to the greedy ...... High-ranking officials and wealthy people, down to civilian pawns, countless people have been rejuvenated by his skillful hands, and even many outsiders have come to seek medical treatment. Although the Taoist Association and the Quanzhen Sect have always refused to recognize Jingfeng's Taoist identity and Taoist status, almost everyone in Xi'an knows that there is a living immortal in the Liuxian Temple.

Because he does not charge money for medical treatment, especially his reputation of never deceiving people, Jing Fengdaochang's character has won the respect of his neighbors and all walks of life. Those who have the ability to rebuild the temple for Liuxian Temple, although it is still six or seven huts, but the blue bricks and blue tiles and high windows are like the land of immortals.

Someone funded the construction of a pedestrian trail from Yukou to Liuxian Temple, which is convenient for the road chief to climb the steps and go in and out of the mountain. There are also people who set up electric poles from a long distance down the mountain and pull the wires into the temple, and some people dig culverts from the mountain springs to bury water pipes, so that they don't have to go along the mountain wall every day to carry water. At night, Daoist Jing Feng can leisurely watch the Hollywood shootout video, and the automatic washing machine is happily rubbing the robe.

There are also some people who regularly hire people to carry rice, flour, oil, and seasonal vegetables into the mountains every month, but as a result, the Taoist can't eat so much at all, which causes Liuxian Guan to waste food and pile up garbage. Therefore, those who have no power, no power and no money, those poor people who have received the favor of the Taoist chief, will always come to Liuxian Temple spontaneously to clean the inside and outside, and the women will take the trouble to dismantle and wash the bedding for the Taoist chief, and the fine and neat stitches are all walking in the cotton wool, and the outside cannot be seen at all.

With fame, life has become rich, but Jingfeng is still the same Jingfeng, and the Taoist chief is as silent as ever. In addition to treating people, he also grows some vegetables and some food in his spare time, raises chickens, eats eggs, raises sheep and drinks goat's milk, and has no desire and no desire to fight with the world. Seeing a doctor is still the first three rules, and there is no distinction between rich and poor, only on the first come, the first to come. With fame and reputation, no one dares to break his rules, and arousing public anger is not a joke.

Such a character, even if he does not dare to call himself a miracle doctor and an immortal, he is definitely worthy of a profound. But even so, Zhuo Yang didn't have much hope that he would be able to see the details of his 'strange disease'.

Sure enough, Jing Feng smiled and said, "You don't have any illness, you are very healthy." ”

Sister Zhuo Qiu, who looked a little nervous, was a little disappointed when she heard this, Zhuo Yang was nothing, it was originally expected by him, and then continued to chat with Jing Feng about idle days.

Before studying abroad, when Zhuo Yang followed his father back to the village, he often took the time to go to Liuxian Guan to play for a while, and after he went to high school, he also took the ocean and a few of his friends to the mountains on a bicycle to go on a tour. Every time Jing Feng saw him coming, he changed his silent and wooden appearance, and he was very happy, and every time he took out his best things to entertain Zhuo Yang, he was like this since he was very young.

Before and after running, it is no longer hospitality, it can be called service. Anyone can see that Jing Feng is respectful to Zhuo Yang, and he never hides it. Dad Zhuo Tongtong wondered why he was like this at first, what did a little kid deserve the respect of the living immortals? Jing Feng never explained, I still do my own thing and still be respectful.

For example, Zhuo Yang brought him tea, Jing Feng would inevitably stand up and bend down to take it with both hands, and replace it with someone else, if the Taoist chief was paralyzed in the sofa and did not move at all, just a glance obliquely would be counted as giving you face.

Even if he was puzzled, Jing Feng's reputation for character accumulated over the years, coupled with observation, also found that he did not have any intentions towards Zhuo Yang, and his eyes could not deceive people. Zhuo Tongtong is up to him, and of course Zhuo Yang doesn't care.

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"Brother Ye, I haven't seen a correction for a long time, why didn't you let him come with me today?" Zhuo Yang asked Jing Fengdao.

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, someone will go to Guanli to offer incense, and I will let him guard it in the mountains."

Correction is Jing Feng's apprentice, 27 years old this year. Speaking of Jing Feng's apprentice, it is also a strange story, and it makes the world's senses of Jing Feng refreshed, it was ten years ago.

The people of Guanzhong in Shaanxi Province are fierce and martial. Ten years ago, the law and order in Xi'an was very bad, and it was common for idlers to plague the township. The same is the south of Xi'an, there is a lack of discipline in the next county of the young ruffian, nicknamed the second tiger, seventeen years old, tall and big, brute force, stealing 125 motorcycles, he can't pick the lock, can take a rope tied up and carry it away.

Erhu's parents divorced in his early years, and after he had a stepmother, no one restrained him anymore, and he fought and stole chickens and dogs since he was a child. The family has long stopped caring about him, blasting out the door and leaving him to fend for himself, and the two tigers have been mixed in the streets and alleys since then, and have begun a career as a green skin in the township.

On this day, the two tigers who had just come out of the Luyang salt field for half a year of re-education through labor had no money at hand, and I heard that the Xianguan Twenty Miles to the West was very rich, and there was only a thin Taoist priest in the temple, so he came over with a self-made three-section whip.

It was an afternoon, Jing Feng was tidying up his vegetable garden, and Erhu came in and directly pressed a steel whip to his throat to ask for money. Jing Feng saw him, but his eyes lit up and he suddenly smiled. This laugh attracted a steel whip, and Jing Feng was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding.

The stunned boy who does all kinds of evil will not be afraid of a human life at all, seeing that no one is about to be killed, at this time, Zhang Genxue, the coach of the Shaanxi Provincial Sanda Team, took four team members into the mountain to stay in the immortal view and wish to burn incense.

Zhang Genxue was born in the army reconnaissance company, and his kung fu is unfathomable. A few years later, he served as the first head coach of the Chinese national sanda team, and trained many sanda champions, such as Liu Hailong, Baoligao, Bian Maofu, Zhang Kaiyin and other king-level players, known as the 'Chinese Sanda Grandmaster'.

Speaking of which, this Zhang Genxue and Zhuo Yang still have a lot of origins, but the two have never dealt with each other. Uncle Li of the Military Sports Teaching and Research Department of the Courtyard who taught Zhuo Yang kung fu, Zhang Genxue is his big apprentice, and Zhuo Yang is equivalent to Uncle Li's closed disciple.

Zhang Genxue once suffered from a severe erosive chronic gastric ulcer, and after many treatments failed, he was taken by Jingfeng Daoist and went to the root of the disease by three prescriptions. Martial arts people are good at drinking, and now Coach Zhang can indulge in drinking with his friends every day, and it is no longer as painful to die of alcohol.

Coach Zhang was so angry when he saw the sight that he almost tore the two tigers to pieces, if it weren't for Jingfeng Dao Chang to stop him, Zhang Genxue and his disciples would have been ruthless to beat the two tigers to death and bury them in the mountains.

Erhu was sent to the Chengguan Police Station in Shanxia County, and the result was another beating, and the director was also a person who had received Jingfeng's favor, and so did the director's mother. Just when he was about to put the second tiger on the city bureau and give him a heavy sentence, Jing Feng, whose head was wrapped like an Arab, came.

"This man has a fate, give him to me, and I will take him as a disciple."

Everyone was shocked, if the two of them killed the Taoist chief alone in the mountains, they would regret it.

"Get out of the way, uncuff him."

Jing Feng threw the three-section whip to Erhu, and then found a boning knife from the kitchen of the police station and threw it to him.

"Because you have a Taoist fate, I want to take you as a disciple, so I was beaten by you just now. Now, you do it all over again. ”

Erhu is the kind of ruthless character who will never admit cowardice as long as he can't die, and when he heard this, he immediately picked up the boning knife and pounced. ‘bia！ In the blink of an eye, he was slapped by Jing Feng and stuck to the wall three meters away.

Everyone present was simply eye-opening, and no one thought that the thin Jing Feng would have such skills.

"I can't help you, do I want you to be my apprentice today."

After sticking it on the wall seven or eight times, the second tiger with bruises all over his body lost his strength, and limped back to Liuxian Temple with his master. Since then, Jing Feng has had an apprentice with a big waist but a well-behaved and obedient person, and a correct road number.

Of course, things won't be so simple, and later someone asked Jing Feng how he made Erhu completely return to his heart, but Jing Feng was reluctant to answer because he never lied. Only some people who occasionally saw it said that Erhu was hung from a tree and beaten for a whole month.

The Corrector Daoist was a few years older than Zhuo Yang, but under the orders of his master, he called Zhuo Yang Uncle from the beginning.

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After sending off Jingfeng Daochang, and after eating dumplings at noon, my father had to drive Zhuo Yang and his brothers to Xi'an Xianyang International Airport in person. This time, has the source of Zhuo Yang's 'strange disease' been lost? There are too many people looking forward to this. His health has not only affected his own professional football life, but also affected the long-term planning of AC Milan, and even affected the ups and downs of world football.

However, no one expected that Zhuo Yang's trip to the United States would result in such an unexpected result.

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