Three years have passed

Chen Xiaoming's path to a mortal medical saint is not smooth, but it can be said to be quite difficult, because of his character, his understanding of cause and effect is progressing slowly, but Chen Xiaoming no longer insists on this.

traveled all the way to the west, treated the sick and saved people, in three years, there were hundreds of people who were rescued by Chen Xiaoming, of course, there were some bandits who came to find trouble, but for Chen Xiaoming, it was solved casually, and it could be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven.

provoked him Chen Xiaoming's head, and it could only be said that they didn't look at the yellow calendar when they went out.

In three years, in addition to treating diseases and saving people, and understanding the way of mortals, Chen Xiaoming's understanding of his time origin and bloodline origin has been put on the itinerary again.

In the first ten years, because he deliberately took the path of Wang Lin, he wasted the comprehension of the origin, and at this moment he also grasped it again.

After all, his cultivation is all open, and the bloodline origin and origin are the fundamental.

For Chen Xiaoming, the road of cause and effect is just a blessing for me, a loss of my life, and everything is fate.

Anyway, it's just a hundred years, but it's gone in an instant, and I don't have to cultivate hard, so I naturally have a lot of time to try it once.

The wind and snow are pervasive, and in the deep winter, it is the bitter cold land in the northwest of the fourth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom, Chen Xiaoming is wrapped in a white fur coat, and although his face has deliberately changed with spells, it is still difficult to hide his delicate spirit.

"Whew, it should be almost there."

Taking out a map from his arms, Chen Xiaoming looked at it carefully, confirmed his location, and then chose a direction and walked over.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and Chen Xiaoming's figure is gradually moving away, disappearing in the wind and snow.

Half an hour later

In the midst of the wind and snow, Chen Xiaoming's eyes were blocked by the wind and snow, but his cultivation was in his body, even if he was 10,000 meters away, he could still see it clearly.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the outline of a huge city is faintly visible, and on the outer walls of the city, there are layers of thick ice, echoing with this snowy day.

"Here we are."

With a soft voice in his mouth, he slowly stepped out and walked towards the city in the snow.

Hansha City, the northwest border city of the fourth-level Xiuzhen country Yunkai country, is located under the Yunluo Snow Mountain, and the Luoxia country that is also a fourth-level Xiuzhen country is separated by a mountain.

Stepping into the city gate, Chen Xiaoming's eyes swept over the surrounding streets, in the bitter cold place, even the street shops were a little lonely, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, they were all wrapped in thick coats, hurrying away.

On the road, except for the main road in the middle, there are soldiers clearing the snow in twos and threes, and the rest of the roads are also covered with snow.

Choosing a restaurant, Chen Xiaoming walked straight over, and stepped into the restaurant without a moment's effort.

There were not many people in the restaurant, the shopkeeper of the restaurant was nowhere to be found, and the young man was listlessly lying on the table to take a nap, and he didn't wake up even when a guest came in.

Chen Xiaoming's steps slowed down, and he couldn't help frowning, preparing to change to a restaurant, but he stopped again.

In this group of big cold brake cities, there is only one restaurant!

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xiaoming still stayed, chose a position by the window, and put the burden behind him aside.

"Little Er, serve the wine!"

The crisp voice sounded, and it happened to reach the ears of the young man who was taking a nap not far away, and even the guy's body trembled, and then he suddenly woke up, raised his head, and looked around, even Chen Xiaoming stared at himself intently.

"Little Er, give me a pot of good wine and a few side dishes."

With a soft command in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming turned around, stopped talking, looked out the window, the snowflakes were fluttering, Chen Xiaoming's eyes were shining, and he stared meaningfully.

"Bang."

A loud bang came from the second floor, interrupting Chen Xiaoming's thoughts, and when he looked up, even a thin middle-aged man slammed into the door, breaking the door, and the figure fell from the second floor.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaoming frowned, the place where the other party fell was coincidentally in his own position.

"Go."

Lazy movement, Chen Xiaoming flicked his fingers, and an invisible fluctuation shot out and shot on the man's back, and suddenly the man's direction changed, and he turned slightly to the side.

"Bang."

The man slammed into the ground, his face turned red, his blood surged, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Huh."

At the staircase on the second floor, a figure fell suddenly, looking down on all beings, with a somewhat hypocritical smile on his face.

"I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Ouyang was actually hiding here."

The man who floated down looked no more than twenty years old, but his body exuded a unique aura fluctuation.

"It's interesting, there are actually cultivators."

Sitting on the seat all the time, unmoved, Chen Xiaoming's gaze swept over the young man. I saw through its cultivation at a glance.

The ninth layer of the Qi Condensation Period is not very high, the lowest-level immortal cultivator.

However, this kind of cultivation is difficult for mortals to resist.

His gaze swept over the thin middle-aged man who fell down, although there was a faint aura fluctuation in the man's body, but he had serious injuries in his body, and his cultivation was abolished, no different from a mortal.

"I'm already a waste, is the sect still unwilling to let me go?"

The emaciated man didn't seem to have much surprise at the arrival of this moment, but there was deep regret in his eyes.

In the past, he was also the Tianjiao of the sect, but he just took a wrong step and fell to such a point that he even became a waste, and the sect was unwilling to let himself go.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, why don't you say anything more about the sect."

The young man shook his head, the rules were strict, he knew about the experience of the emaciated man, but he would not show mercy.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

He lowered his head as if resigned to his fate, but the emaciated man was lifeless for a while.

Seeing that the other party was so interested, the young man also nodded, without hesitation, and grabbed the man with one hand.

"Huh."

At this moment, a fireball shot out not far away, heading straight for the young man.

"Huh? There are others! ”

With a startle in his eyes, the sword behind the young man automatically flew out, and a sword slashed out, and a sword flew by, splitting the fireball in two.

The young man looked intently and saw that on the emaciated man at this moment, there was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl standing, exuding about four layers of cultivation in the condensation period.

"I'm not going to hurt my father."

The girl stood firmly and resolutely in front of the emaciated man, and the crisp voice echoed in the field.

The young man's face couldn't help but darken, thinking that he had been forced back by a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, and for a moment, anger burned.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ouyang, I really didn't expect you to hand over this exercise to her, so don't blame me."

The aura around the young man's body moved, and the aura in his body, the sword qi burst out in all directions, and all the tables and chairs in the vicinity were chopped.

And Chen Xiaoming's location, even better and coincidentally, is not far from his side, and it is naturally difficult to escape the brilliance.

The body slowly retreated to the rear, Chen Xiaoming looked at the young man who wanted to attack a girl, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Just as the young man was about to make a move, his body suddenly froze, and a cold voice came from behind him.

"Broke my desk, are you ready to do it?"