Xuan Zhen jumped all the way, at first it was normal, but after running for more than ten miles in a moment, he felt abdominal pain, so he slowed down.

The Celestial Master noticed that his speed had slowed down, asked him the reason, and told him about his abdominal pain.

The Celestial Master wondered, guessing that he had just eaten too quickly and left, so he said, "You must not eat too much before the Divine Practice Method is performed, as you will have stomach pain if you exercise vigorously after you are full." In addition, if you want to eat halfway, you should also eat vegetarian fruits, and you must not eat meat. ”

Hyun Zhen remembered and said not to commit it next time.

But after all, it was abdominal pain, I couldn't hold on, and I had to rest. The Heavenly Master followed him, waited for a good rest, and then set off to hurry, and the speed was much faster.

The Celestial Master said: "Don't be too tired, although the devil is powerful, after all, it has not become a climate, so don't be in a hurry." ”

That being said, Xuan Zhen was injured after all, he suffered from the wind and cold last night, and he also ate half a raw roast mutton, and in the evening, he had all the symptoms, fever, cold, diarrhea, and itchy back wounds.

Even so, he didn't stop, just ran all the way with the invitation to the gods, with a belief that he could become a god when he arrived in Shuzhong, and all problems would be solved after becoming a god.

From the border pass to Shuzhong, take Xihuang Road, go to Qinzhou, pass through Jingzhaofu, and turn over Qinling, and after Qinling is Shuzhong. However, when he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, Xuanzhen couldn't hold on, he only felt that his body was hot and cold, dizzy, and soft, and he just wanted to sleep, and he didn't think about anything else.

When I asked the Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master said that he was suffering from the wind and cold, and this kind of disease could not be cured by ordinary doctors, so he would only give away his life in vain. But when he arrived at the Peach Blossom Pond in Shuzhong, even if there was only one breath left, he could pull Xuan Zhen back from the Ghost Gate.

In addition, the energy of the Shentai was insufficient, and the red light kept flashing, which made the Heavenly Master anxious, so he told Xuan Zhen how to open the Shentai, as well as the mantra after opening, and repeatedly asked Xuanzhen to memorize it, so that he could rest assured that he would enter the Shentai to rest.

Before shutting down, the heavenly master told again: "You must hold on to Shuzhong, it's just an ordinary wind and cold, and you won't be able to die in three or two days, according to your divine speed, you can reach Shuzhong at noon tomorrow at most, and then ask me to come out and give you guidance." ”

Xuan Zhen remembered the advice, so that the Heavenly Master could rest assured, and he would definitely live up to his expectations.

That night, I saw a doctor in Jingzhao Mansion, drank decoction, suppressed the wind and cold first, and slept all night. As a result, as soon as I slept for half an hour, I felt that the wound on my back was hot, and the itching was unbearable. Xuan Zhen endured it, because he had heard from his master that when a person's flesh wound heals, it will naturally itch, and you must not see the wind at this time, otherwise the wound will ulcerate and be difficult to heal.

Thinking like this, he slept in a daze for half the night, and waited for the fourth watch to be gone, and the itching disappeared completely, and Xuan Zhen really fell asleep. On the second day, his body was no longer hot, but his whole body was weak, his nose was runny, his throat was dry, his eyes were blurry, and he asked the doctor, who just shook his head and said that there was nothing he could do.

Xuan Zhen didn't ask any more, hugged the Shentai, and went to Qinling. By noon, when my mind became more and more confused, I wiped my face with the snow on the top of the mountain to sober up a little. The mountain road is not easy to walk, but it is not a problem for Xuanzhen, the magic is lucky, one step at a time, jumping and running in the mountains, and the ape is no different.

Jumping all the way and walking all the way, waiting out of the Qinling Mountains, he couldn't tell the direction anymore, and he couldn't see the people, Xuan Zhen was dizzy, unable to continue, and found a wide road, and finally couldn't hold on, and fell down with a poof.

When I woke up again, I was lying in the inn, and I was awakened by the numbness and itching of the wound on my back, and it seemed that there were countless insects wriggling somewhere, and I couldn't bear it at all, so I had to scratch it with my fingers.

Xuan Zhen shouted, stretched out his hand to pull the wound, woke up the others, three or four lights were lit in the house in an instant, and several men surrounded him to ask, what was going on.

Xuanzhen was itchy and unbearable, unbuttoned his clothes to open his back, leaned against the wall and rubbed it, rubbing comfortably, and at the same time felt something on his back falling and squirming.

Everyone looked at them with the fire, and they were all frightened and jumped away, even Xuan Zhen himself was startled, it turned out that many white maggots had fallen from his back. Looking at the strip of cloth that he tore off, there were also more than a dozen rice-grain-like insects gushing on it.

This scene is appalling, it makes Xuan really disgusting, and he runs out of the house in a few steps and vomits, wah-wow, spitting green water.

Someone behind him shouted that he had the plague and that it would be contagious, and everyone went away. Everyone evacuated the house one after another, and they all said that they were unlucky, how to save people and save a plague god back.

Only then did Xuan Zhen know that he fainted on the side of the road and was rescued by these men. I wanted to thank you, but I was ashamed, I didn't understand in my heart that the wound on my back was like this, and it was the woman who did it. I didn't say much at the moment, but I went in and took it and asked the god to leave.

All the men avoided him, but one man was not afraid, saying that Xuanzhen was not a plague, but a bedsore, he had seen it in his hometown, the old man could not move, and if he was bedridden for a long time, the skin and flesh would have sores, it was not difficult to treat, he had a way.

Xuan Zhen hurriedly asked for advice, but the man was also single, and only asked: "Can the Taoist master eat and bear the pain?" ”

Xuan Zhen said that it hurts.

The man then roasted the sharp knife with a fire and said, "If it hurts, I will use the sharp knife to cut off the carrion, and without the carrion, the worms will not regenerate." ”

Xuan Zhen said yes, looked up at the man, and saw that he was twenty-three or four, six feet tall, with a thin face, a red scarf around his neck, a white hoop on his arm, and a green suit, so he knew that this man was a postman, so he asked the man his surname.

The man sang, "In Xia Daizong, Jiangzhou people's clan." ”

Xuan Zhen thanked him and wrote down the name in his heart.

Dai Zong's sharp knife was roasted and he was about to start, but an old man next to him stopped him, "Hou Sheng, if you go down with this knife, it may kill him." ”

Dai Zong said: "I don't use a knife to rip off these carrion, and when the carrion grows out of his internal organs, he won't survive." ”

Someone else advised: "Even if you want to rip it, you should invite a doctor to come, what do you do?" ”

Dai Zong put down the knife, "Where is the doctor closest to the post station, I'll invite it." ”

Xuan Zhen pulled him, shaking his head bitterly, "You don't need to ask for a doctor, I believe you, just do it." ”

Dai Zong wanted to do it, but others persuaded him, "You can't get out if you die." ”

Xuan Zhen listened to the noise and asked everyone, who has pen and paper, to set up a note, if he unfortunately dies, it has nothing to do with Dai Zong.

As soon as the words fell, I felt that I was itchy and unbearable, not only in my back, but also in my lower abdomen, and in the front of my chest. I felt that my nose was itchy again, so I covered it with my hand and sneezed, and when my hand was opened, a worm was wriggling in my palm.

Seeing this, Xuan Zhen knew that the time limit had come, so he stopped talking, looked left and right, and then picked up the invitation platform and pulled Dai Zong, "Little brother, you and I are destined, I want to give you a creation." ”

Dai Zong was inexplicable, and was puzzled, Xuan Zhen had already removed two vests and put them on his legs, which could not be refused, after loading, he took out the rune paper and lit it, and after reading two secret words, he pulled Dai Zong to seize the door, leaving only a wind in the house.

Everyone was surprised, surprised, looked at each other, and finally relieved, it turned out to be a fairy manifestation, to enlighten the world, but unfortunately everyone was timid and afraid of things, and did not dare to take responsibility, and the great benefits of the sky allowed Dai Zong to go.

How did they know that it was not Dai Zong who was blessed, but Xuan Zhen who was helpless.

Xuan Zhen led Dai Zong to the outdoor dense forest, coughing repeatedly, I was afraid that his life would not be long, and he did not talk nonsense, and explained the problem concisely, so he wanted to pass on Dai Zong's magic and let Dai Zong go to Peach Blossom Lake in Shuzhong instead of himself.

It is also a fate, Xuan Zhen has just finished passing on Dai Zong's mantra, and is about to explain the matter of the Heavenly Master's invitation to the Shentai, but his chest and abdomen surged, and blood and water mixed with insects spurted out of his mouth.

Only Dai Zong was left holding a platform to invite the gods, at a loss.