Qing Ling'er and the three of them stood not far from the door in the store, looking at the old man's old face, there was a kind of morbid kindness, the old man's slow figure, lying lonely on the chair, the whole store was simple, elegant and quiet.

Qing Ling'er and the three of them didn't dare to continue walking, for fear that the sound of walking would disturb the old man's comfort.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the three people who walked through the door, and closed them again.

"The three of you have seen the conditions! Say, what healing elixir is there, what level is it, let's come one by one!"

The old man didn't move his body, just lay down on the chair and said slowly.

"Old man, can you let me check your pulse first, and then we'll talk!"

Qing Ling'er heard the old man's question and said respectfully.

At this moment, looking at the old man lying down and talking, Qing Linger wanted to see a doctor for the old man from the bottom of her heart, and was no longer passively seeing a doctor because of the relationship between the store.

This old man reminded her of the old man Qingxu, who was all the same old and kind.

"Take the pulse! Okay! You can do it!"

The old man opened his eyes a little surprised, and looked at Qing Ling'er again, he never thought that on this low-level road, he could meet a medical cultivator.

There is absolutely no medical cultivation on the Mochizuki Continent, only an alchemist, when he first arrived on this continent, he had already explored it, and the results at that time made him tired.

The old man had lost much hope for his injuries, and decided to wait for death in this small shop.

But at this time, when he heard Qing Ling'er say to take the pulse, he suddenly came to a spirit, sat up, and stretched out his old right hand tremblingly.

I really can't see through it! Are all the young people nowadays so rebellious to the heavens? This kind of person who cultivates medicine only gradually appears in the Eightfold Heaven, but he didn't expect to meet him on this lowly road, and when he was about to run out of oil and the lamp dried up, without warning, he stood directly in front of him like this.

Could this be his chance, the old man thought to himself.

When he broke through the Danhuang in the Nine Heavens, because he was not fully prepared, when the law entered the body, he was counterattacked, his life was dying, and there was no way to seek treatment, and no one could heal.

Later, there was no way, so I asked the great elder of Tianji Pavilion for approval, and finally only said: Mochizuki Continent, a glimmer of life.

The old man looked at Qing Ling'er solemnly again, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Qing Ling'er was mysterious.

He couldn't even see the essence of Qing Ling'er, a cultivator like him, even if he was hit hard by the law now, but if he looked at it casually, he should be able to see that there was no difference between eight or nine, and now even if it was the most basic, what Qing Ling'er's martial soul was, he couldn't see clearly, it seemed that everything was shrouded in fog.

"Could it be that this little girl is the glimmer of hope for herself? If it is, then it is really the mercy of the heavens, and it is not in vain for him to suppress his cultivation and come to this Moon Continent. ”

Qing Ling'er squatted down, put her finger on the old man's right wrist, the time passed minute by minute, the store was surprisingly quiet, there was a pot of flowers on the counter, and the petals fell, which they could hear clearly.

After a long time of sticking incense, Qing Ling'er stopped taking the pulse, stared at the old man and looked at it again, slowly got up, paused and said:

"The old man's injury is not easy to treat, the meridians are broken, none of them are intact, and what is even stranger is that there seems to be some kind of power, no matter how much it is repaired, it will be destroyed by this power again!"

The old man was shocked, at first he just had a hint of thought, thinking that Qing Ling'er was the opportunity that the Great Elder of Tianji Pavilion said, but now hearing Qing Ling'er say this, he was even more sure of his previous thoughts.

Because on this continent, the law exists, but it is not known, I didn't expect Qing Ling'er to really see it, how could he not know the power of the law!

"That's it, you can take this shop! I'll give it to you. As for what you want to do with this shop, you can do whatever you want, but my old man wants to live in the back courtyard, so I won't give it to you!"

The old man felt that he might not be able to wait for that time, even if it was his chance, but it was too late.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand the true meaning of life and death, and suddenly became enlightened, looked at Qing Ling'er compassionately, and said slowly.

"Don't give up, the elderly, although it is said that life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky. But I have to fight, if I am given enough time to study, I think it should not be a problem, even if it is not cured, it can be alleviated. ”

Qing Ling'er was a little embarrassed when she heard the old man say that she would give it to her shop, as the so-called uselessness was not punished, she felt that she had to cure the old man, and as she spoke, she took out a red fruit from her arms, about the size of a pigeon's egg.

"Old man, this is the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit I picked in the Mochizuki Forest, it is a holy product for healing, although it will not play a role in your old man, but it can be relieved a little, and then we will slowly figure out a way." ”

Qing Linger sighed, after stabilizing down, she must buy a storage bag, always take things from the Hongmeng space like this, although she pretends to take things from her arms, but if the Hongmeng space is discovered by someone with a heart, it will really not be beautiful.

The old man looked at the Zhu Guo in Qing Ling'er's hand and shook his head slightly.

"It doesn't play a big role, it's better to keep it for you, don't waste it!"

When Qing Ling'er heard the old man's refusal, she took out another thousand-year-old vermilion fruit from her arms, pretending not to care and said:

"Old man, you can rest assured that I have a lot of Zhuguo like this. ”

As he spoke, he threw the two Zhu Guo in his hand at the old man, and continued nonchalantly:

"Old man, I want to change the style of this store, redecorate the store, you see if it will be inconvenient, I think about the overall planning, there may be a little time, will it disturb your old man. ”

The old man caught the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo, and before he could take a closer look, he heard Qing Ling'er talking about decoration, so he nodded and let Qing Ling'er toss casually.

Qing Ling'er and the three of them helped the old man to the small courtyard at the back, which was quite tidy, there were three houses in the direction of the back door, and the house in the middle should be where the old man lived.

Because there is a path more than three meters long in front, there are all kinds of wooden shelves in front of the houses on both sides, on which are baskets of different sizes and shapes, and the baskets contain all kinds of medicinal herbs, such as Quling grass, Xiaomu deciduous leaves, smelling bark and so on.

Qing Ling'er settled the old man, and just as she wanted to leave, she heard the old man ask her to wait. Qing Ling'er turned her head and saw the old man take out two things from a small drawer on the bed: a black feather, black and peculiar, very badly damaged, and a small black ding, the size of a palm, with three calves bent to support the ding, which looked very cute, unlike the black feather, which made people tremble.

"This is what I picked up in a cave when I was in my early sixties, it should be a treasure, you can take it to recognize the Lord for refining! I feel that this ding is a bit like the Danding used by alchemists, I don't know what kind of soul beast this feather is, you can take it!"

The old man said very casually, and threw it to Qing Ling'er very casually.

Qing Ling'er stood aside and didn't understand it, but she saw two things thrown by the old man and fell into her arms without any mistakes.

Qing Ling'er just wanted to take a closer look, when suddenly a huge change occurred, and the two martial spirits in the dantian space screamed, and the wings of the instigator seemed to fly out of the dantian space.

Qing Ling'er was also taken aback by this huge change, and she didn't know how she did it suddenly.

The old man also felt that there was a heat wave in the air, the root was on Qing Ling'er's body, and when he looked up, he found that the black feathers in Qing Ling'er's arms were emitting brilliant light, as if they were about to rise to the sky, and the old man hurriedly asked Qing Ling'er to put the feathers away.

In the Hongmeng space, the purple light flashed, and the two things in Qing Ling'er's arms disappeared without a trace, even the old man didn't know how the two treasures were put away, because he didn't feel the spatial fluctuations of the storage bag or the space ring to collect the treasures.

The two colorful brocade chickens in Qingling'er's dantian space also quieted down at the moment when their black feathers disappeared, closed their eyes again, and continued to sleep in the dantian space.