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Han Xu was rescued by the old beggar, and he was very grateful in his heart, but this weak body was unable to move for a while.

Seeing that Han Xu had woken up, the old beggar came closer, pulled out Han Xu's arm, put his finger on Han Xu's vein, and after a while, slowly put away his movements, and said to Han Xu after thinking: "How did your injury come about, the qi and blood in this body are unstable, and the internal injury is not shallow,"

Han Xu faced the old man's question, and he didn't know where to start for a while, although the old man saved his life, but this life experience cannot be easily known.

Han Xu seemed to be struggling with his weak body, accumulating the strength to speak, and after a while, he said to the old man: "I met a group of strongmen on the road, I don't know what spells they used, I woke up like this,"

The old man listened to Han Xu's lie, nodded silently, and was silent, as if it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to save his life.

It was late autumn, and it had been more than a month in this broken temple, but the old beggar took care of it, and slowly, Han Xu was able to start walking, and his body gradually improved.

Han Xu dragged his weak body, came to the outside of the broken temple, the warm sun in the afternoon made people feel very kind, under the light of the warm sun, Han Xu's body felt a lot more comfortable, under a closer look, this is far away from the town, an abandoned broken temple in the countryside, it turned out, after he left the factory, I don't know how long I walked, I don't know how far, I have already left Qinghe Town, and came to this unknown place,

From a distance, seeing the old beggar holding something and staggering over, Han Xu stepped forward, after all, this old man had taken care of himself for a long time, and he didn't know what way the old man used to pull himself back from the brink of death, which made Han Xu feel a little curious,

I saw that in addition to the food in the old man's hand, it was the herbs that I didn't know where to pick up.

Han Xu saw the herbs in the old man's hand, and the doubts of these days poured into his mouth, and said to the old man: "Old man, you still know the way of medicine, how can you fall to such a point?"

The old man looked at Han Xu, who was gradually recovering, and felt happy in his heart, because, after all, a young man in the prime of life, if he can't work, it will inevitably be a huge obstacle to his survival, but when he asked about his life experience, the old man felt very heavy, sighed, and said: "Everyone has his own life, these things are impossible to talk about, they are all things of the past, and it is useless to say, now, I am also living a very leisurely life, so I have nothing to ask for,"

Han Xu felt inexplicable when he heard the old man's words, could it be said that he had met a master outside the world,

Han Xu was hesitating, and the old man suddenly said: "I'm just a little bit of medicine, you are still young, and it seems that it is difficult to recover from the bloodlines in your body, how should you live in the future, are you like me, can't you beg?"

Han Xu said to the old man, "I want to do what I can, but is this body really not better?"

Unconsciously, entering the broken temple, the old man looked at Han Xu with a sad face, "In my opinion, it's difficult, but it's not a secret immortal prescription, you have slept well these days, and your physical strength has recovered a lot, which is a good phenomenon, maybe in the future, you will have to rely on yourself, after all, I am already old,"

Listening to the old man's meaningful words, Han Xu also seemed to feel the seriousness of the matter, because the meridians were broken, and there was no evidence of cure, unless the gods connected the tendons and veins, it would not change, but where in the world was there such a god's prescription,

Han Xu's name does not depend on the old man's thoughts, but the words of this worldly immortal prescription seem to remind Han Xu that this old man knows the way of medicine, so he knows a little more about cultivating the immortal method, and at this age, he has a wide range of knowledge, and he may be able to find a rare opportunity.

Han Xu looked at the dilapidated idol and said to the old man: "Since there is such a statue in the world, there may still be immortals, and the cure for resurrection can also be found."

The old beggar listened to Han Xu's words, and laughed: "Are you a little abnormal to be tortured by this disease, the emperor also used to ask for an immortal prescription, but it didn't succeed, the emperor is not still dead, this immortal is so rare that few people know, but how can it be so easy to find an immortal prescription?"

"Alas, is there really no life-saving immortal prescription, it is okay to be able to connect the broken meridians, those circulating bone thaumaturgy may still exist, you know the medical way, you should know a little bit about these," Han Xu did not give up for a long time, and asked persistently,

As the saying goes: people's fate is destined, and it is useless to think wildly, but the idea of going to the doctor when you are sick is difficult to change, after all, it is difficult to be cured if you are sick and do not go to the doctor.

Han Xu's suspicious question gave this long-quiet dilapidated temple some joyful atmosphere, and the old man's long-term silent thinking seemed to have been opened by Han Xu.

The old beggar said meaningfully: "There is no absolute thing in the world, even if this cultivation to find the art of immortality is the same, since there are these gods, the gods must have existed, think that in ancient times, the god of war punished the sky, was cut off by the emperor, in a hurry, he turned the ** into eyes, the navel into a mouth, continued to fight with the emperor, and was later banned in the mountains, so far, the roar can still be heard in the mountains when the punishment weather is angry, there are still fairy thaumaturgy in this world, It's just that we don't know much about it.

It's not that I don't keep you, but I don't have a way, and I don't want to see you die of illness here, so I will save you,"

Han Xu looked at this kind old man, nodded and said, "Thank you old man for saving my life, although my body is difficult to heal, however, I still want to try hard, it is better to find a way to save me, if I can't find it, then it is fate as it should be,"

The old beggar looked at the young man who was weak in his body, but his eyes were full of hope, and he said silently, "Where do you go to find the life-saving immortal recipe?"

Han Xu said: "Where is the Xingtian who was banned by the Heavenly God, if he can still live his head, he must have an immortal technique, and if he finds it far away, he is not afraid that there will be no immortal prescription to save me,"

The old man looked at Han Xu, who seemed to have fallen into evil, and said in his mouth: "I just said it casually, I didn't expect you to take it seriously, in fact, those are just legends, really no one has ever seen it, you better don't think about it anymore,"

Han Xu said: "As long as there is such a legend, there must be such a thing, as long as I find it, I don't have to worry that my condition will not be cured,"