Recently, Luo Mei's body has improved slightly, because the appearance time of [Zhenling Mountain] is still about a month, and the distance from here to the location of [Zhenling Mountain] is far away, in order not to delay time, Luo Mei gave up cultivation and used all the absorbed spiritual energy for the repair of injuries.

During this period, Lin Futian came to Luo Mei for several follow-up examinations, and checked Luo Mei's injury, to Lin Futian's surprise, he didn't expect Luo Mei's injury to improve so quickly, but Lin Futian quickly discovered the problem: Luo Mei's cultivation progress stagnated, Lin Futian frowned imperceptibly, and soon understood the reason, Lin Futian glanced at Luo Mei with complicated eyes, and felt even more guilty, and decided to find an opportunity to compensate her in the future. Every time she looked at Lin Futian, Luo Mei would "naturally" lower her head and pretend to be thinking about other things, but when Lin Futian shifted her gaze, Luo Mei raised her head again, looking at Lin Futian who had been wearing black clothes unconsciously, she felt that he still looked good in white clothes.

A lot of silent words only seem more flavorful in silence.

Eternal and unchanging.

Song Xianmao would always come to Lin Futian's side to chat with him, and since that day's all-night conversation, this person who had lived for a long time began to think about one thing: Is the current Heavenly Dao correct? This question was talked about by Lin Futian in his conversation with the medical saint Song Xianmao, and this question made this old man spend several nights in insomnia. Song Xianmao looked through several "out-of-print" [Taoist books], and as he read deeply, Song Xianmao began to slowly become frowning like Lin Futian, but fortunately, Lin Futian always sat alone on the chair by the lake at night for some reason, so this senior of the medical saint would chat with Lin Futian every night, and unconsciously, this had become a habit.

Every night, when the old man encountered a puzzled question, he would walk to the side of the sitting Lin Futian with a leisurely step and begin to discuss some profound questions with him. Perhaps this matter is more unbelievable, a medical saint with a great reputation and prestige actually discussed the unspeakable matter of "Tao" with a seventeen-year-old boy. But neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with this, they just felt that it was a natural thing.

Luo Mei could now sleep face up, her injuries were finally healed by Lin Futian, the medical saint Song Xianmao, and her own efforts, and she looked up at the beams of the thatched house, which had several naturally formed holes in the poorly constructed thatched roof. It was evening, and the starlight fell gently into the house, and into Lomé's eyes, making her eyes seem as vast as stars and the sea. Her hand slowly raised, the marks left by the injury were still on her arm, she looked at the marks left by her injuries, there was no sadness and sadness in her eyes, there was only hope and optimism, this may be the best way to use the [Body of Destiny].

Suddenly, Luo Mei smiled, because she pulled a few injuries that had not yet fully healed, so her expression at this time was very "wonderful". But she was still smiling, and the joy from her heart was uncontrollable. She looked at the stars outside and remembered the brainless words of the guy on the boat that day: "Do you look at the stars in the sky, do they look like falling time?" Lomé moved her head and chose the most comfortable position to look at the stars outside, "I can't see the horizon now......" she said slowly. She was a little angry when she thought of the guy who hadn't come to her for several days, but now it's a little troublesome to go out, and recently in order to heal her injuries faster, she has been lying in bed every day to receive flying needle treatment from the doctor Song Xianmao. She knew that there were only more than twenty days left for the appearance of [Zhenling Mountain], and Lin Futian didn't say it, but she knew that he must have something important to do, but now because of her injury, it was difficult to mention this matter.

The next morning, Luo Mei endured the injury that was still a little sore, slowly moved his steps out of the door, and as soon as he went out, he saw Lin Futian bathed in the sun, he was suspended on the surface of the lake, his face was expressionless, and he was still wearing that black clothes, since that day, he had not changed into that beautiful white clothes, but he paid more and more attention to the matter of cultivation.

Luo Mei slowly moved her steps and sat on the chair that Lin Futian sat on every night by the lake, she looked at Lin Futian suspended on the surface of the lake, and was a little amazed at his amazing degree of Yuan Force control. Lin Futian seemed to be aware of Luo Mei's arrival, so he opened his eyes, the gray halo of the secret gradually dissipated, Lin Futian put his hands on his legs, patted his sleeves, swept up directly from the lake, and gently landed beside Luo Mei, this series of actions all reflected the word "nature", even on the lake there were no waves, very calm.

Lin Futian looked at Luo Mei, who he hadn't seen for a few days, and was about to speak, Luo Mei had already said with a smile: "My injury is almost healed, let's set off today." This was not a negotiating tone, it was obvious that Lin Futian also heard it, so he had to say, "Okay." As he helped Lomé to his feet, he said softly, as if he had made a promise, "I won't let you get hurt in the future." Hearing this, Luo Mei's body stiffened obviously, and just when he was about to say that there was no need to do this, Lin Futian had already said goodbye to the medical saint Song Xianmao who was standing in the distance, the old man seemed to have known that there would be such a day, but he didn't expect this day to come so suddenly and so quickly.

Song Xianmao walked in front of Lin Futian and Luo Mei, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are the most special one among the young people I have seen for so many years, chatting with you in the past few days has also benefited me a lot, let me start to think about what [Dao] is from another angle, my medical Tao you should learn almost, your talent is very good, learn things quickly, I am very optimistic that you know [Dao] but do not practice this, just stick to your own Dao." In short, I am relieved to hand over my medical inheritance to you. ”

Lin Futian bowed to the medical saint Song Xianmao, everything was silent, Song Xianmao did not dodge as usual, but accepted it calmly with a smile.

Song Xianmao moved his gaze to Luo Mei again, waved his hand, and a gust of wind lingered on Luo Mei's body, if you look closely, there are three winds of different colors. The medical saint looked at Luo Mei, who was a little puzzled, and said with a kind smile: "This is [Qingqi Three], which can help you treat three times when you are seriously injured and difficult to heal, and the treatment effect is very good, but it is only limited to ordinary injuries, and injuries like yours are useless with [Qingqi Three], remember, pay attention in the future, don't suffer such a serious injury again." Luo Mei's eyes were a little red, this old man reminded her of her grandfather she hadn't seen for a few years, and this feeling of being cared for by her family made her want to cry a little.

Although Song Xianmao is a medical saint, but his cultivation is profound, because only by cultivating high can he live longer and save more people, he has never thought of becoming a god, that goal is too big and too far, not suitable for an old man like him who is willing to be indifferent, he is the same as Lin Futian's master, he loves everything in this world.

The old man shook his sleeves, stretched out his fingers, and then his fingers bent slightly, and the bamboo forest in the distance sounded the sound of breaking the air, and a bamboo sword with a whole body of blue floated into the hand of the medical saint Song Xianmao, the old man smiled and handed the bamboo sword to Luo Mei, who was a little stunned, and said: "This is a unique [green bamboo] here, the texture is good, it should be better than your broken sword, and it is estimated that it will make your sword more flexible." Luo Mei was so happy that she hugged the medical saint Song Xianmao, rubbed her eyes fiercely, and grinned: "Thank you." Song Xianmao was a little emotionally touched by the soft mass in front of her, the current world is really getting better, and the girl's development is getting more and more amazing. The medical saint looked at the two outstanding young people in front of him and said, "Today is not a parting, but a goodbye, don't forget, young people." Lin Futian and Luo Mei nodded, Luo Mei seemed to understand a little, but still said with Lin Futian: "Understood, senior." The medical saint Song Xianmao smiled, then turned his head and walked back to the house, turned his back to Lin Futian and Luo Mei, and waved his hand, "Hurry up, young people." ”

Lin Futian and Luo Mei bowed for a long time at the sometimes unobtrusive medical saint Song Xianmao, and then left.

Inside a thatched house.

Song Xianmao sat alone, looked around, and felt a little empty, he actually had a lot of words unfinished, but there was a time when he would gather and disperse, and this was also something that could not be helped. The old man poured himself a glass of wine, and regretted that he was too obsessed with medicine back then, and did not find a daughter-in-law who could live, otherwise, how good it would have been now.

The medical saint drank cup after glass like this, and finally, he raised his hand drunken and hazy, took the wine glass towards the empty seat opposite, and smiled heartily: "Come! Another drink, boy!" Suddenly thinking that the young man had already left, and no one was with him to drink and chat, so his hand hanging in the air paused, and then the old man shook his head with a smile, "Alas, it's old...... ......'re older."

In this way, the medical saint Song Xianmao was drunk, and he still had a wine glass in his hand, and the wine glass was empty. But there was an extra full wine glass on the table, which was placed opposite the old man, quietly "staring" at the drunken doctor.

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Afar.

Lin Futian walked with the sword, and his body was wrapped with the [Bundle Immortal Rope] used to deal with the spirit beast, but it was not used on the spirit beast, but on Luo Mei's body. In this way, Lin Futian tied Luo Mei and himself with [Binding Immortal Suo], so that he could rush and protect Luo Mei to the greatest extent and prevent her injuries from aggravating. At first, when Lin Futian bought the [Bundle Immortal Suo] at a high price in the small town, Luo Mei also wondered that this Lin family's eldest young master really had a unique taste, and even bought this kind of [Bundle Immortal Suo] that did not match the actual use, and he really couldn't understand the world of these rich people. But when Lin Futian tied himself to her, Luo Mei understood the true purpose of this [Bundle Immortal Suo].

At the beginning, Luo Mei was still a little shy and didn't want to tie up with Lin Futian, but under Lin Futian's strong "threat", Luo Mei had no choice but to give in, in her words: "The big husband can bend and stretch~" Later, Luo Mei was also used to it, and he didn't feel awkward, so there was such a scene: Lin Futian with a serious look flew with the sword, and there was a Luo Mei smirking with a cyan bamboo sword on his back.

Luo Mei looked at this bamboo sword happily, it was much better than her own sword, that old man was really a good person. Suddenly, Lin Futian's sword was facing down, causing Luo Mei to hit his head on Lin Futian's back, and he was miserable. Luo Mei said angrily to Lin Futian: "Hey, did you mean it, my head is going to be dizzy." Lin Futian said lightly: "We have arrived, this is [Maple Leaf City], and it is forbidden for the sword to fly." Although Luo Mei was so angry that he wanted to "die" this "facial paralysis", he was still attracted by this black city, "Isn't it called Maple Leaf City?

Lin Futian put away the Moon Pot Sword and said softly: "This is the maple leaf on the edge of the [Mohe], it is a kind of maple leaf unique to this place, so it is more special." Luo Mei seemed to understand and said: "Oh~"

It was evening now, and the tall city gates and city walls could be faintly seen in the distance, and the entire [Maple Leaf City] was faintly discernible in the clouds and night.

Luo Mei glanced at Lin Futian, and for some reason, Lin Futian frowned, his expression was a little sad.

The sorrow he felt was only the emotion that would arise when confronted with any deceased.