"Ahem... Ahem..."

After coughing several times in a row, Tianbao sighed helplessly, his face was sad and full of worry, but he still fought hard and replied loudly: "Daddy, Tianbao is back!"

Pushing the door in, a smell of herbs hits, and a medicine pot is being set up in the house, and a pot of herbs is boiling in it, bubbling.

Ji Xiao entered, only to see that there was a compartment in the house, and when he entered it, a middle-aged man with a yellow face was lying on a bed weakly.

The middle-aged man looked slightly surprised when he saw that Tianbao was still carrying a stranger, and in his impression, his Tianbao did not have a friend wearing such good clothes.

"Who is this son?"

Although Ji Xiao had already changed into ordinary cyan clothes, even ordinary clothes were unthinkable for the family, so he subconsciously thought that Ji Xiao was the son of a big family.

Ji Xiao just smiled at this, it doesn't matter what his identity is, although he is not a big family, but the identity of an immortal cultivator is much more noble than that of a son.

Tianbao hurriedly explained: "Daddy blames me, not only did I lose the sheep, but I was almost eaten by a wolf, but fortunately, this immortal master saved me, and I can go home to see you!"

After saying that, Tianbao lowered his head reproachfully, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Xiao.

The man on the bed was shocked when he heard this, especially after hearing that the young man brought by Tianbao in front of him turned out to be an immortal master, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, and he tore off the quilt on his body and was about to get up.

"It turned out to be the Immortal Master, forgive the villain for being rude, thank you for saving my family Tianbao, thank you... Ahem... Cough. ”

"The old man doesn't need to say thank you, it is my duty to save the dead and help the wounded, so why do I need someone to repay him? ”

"Ahem...... How can this be done? Tianbao, isn't it that you have neglected the immortal master and made the immortal master unhappy!"

"Don't blame him, old man, it's really a trivial matter, it's not worth thanking, it's just a gesture. ”

Ji Xiao hurriedly helped up the trembling middle-aged man, although he was middle-aged, but because of his illness, he looked more like a terminally ill old man.

"Your illness is not light, I can't hide it, I followed Tianbao this time, I just came to help you heal, I really want to say thank you, or wait until the illness is cured and thank you!"

Ji Xiao smiled gently, and helped the old man to lie back on the bed, the old man still wanted to say something, Ji Xiao took the opportunity to gently push his palm to his waist, and a warm current invaded his skin.

The warm current is like the sunshine in winter, wandering around, giving people warmth, although it has long been tormented by the pain of malaise, but with this warm current into the bone marrow, it is suddenly like being surrounded by soft clouds, refreshing.

The old man unconsciously whispered because of his comfort, then closed his eyes and devoted himself to this enjoyment, and a rare flush appeared on his originally yellow face.

Gradually, perhaps indulging in this warmth, the old man fell into a deep sleep, and gradually snoring, as if he was still sleeping soundly.

Tianbao opened his mouth in surprise when he saw this, and saw that Daddy, who had not been able to sleep beautifully for a long time because of his illness, actually fell asleep like this, and actually shed tears of excitement.

Ji Xiao slowly put the old man down and pulled the quilt on, and then stopped transmitting spiritual power. Just now, it was a stream of aura that Ji Xiao deliberately transmitted to the old man's body in order to regulate his spiritual power, and it was deliberately not mixed with Xuan Yin's aura, so it was extremely comfortable.

It's just that Ji Xiao frowned, there is no other reason, just when he was using spiritual power to probe, Ji Xiao found a vast aura wandering in the old man's body, and at first glance it was the means of a cultivator, which made him feel very strange.

After a careful inspection, he was shocked, the old man's body was not only sick, but there was little vitality left, and he was already terminally ill, but it was all supported by this divine breath, which could be said to be the breath of life.

Tianbao stepped forward and bowed deeply to Ji Xiao, although he didn't understand what he had done, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that it was good for Daddy, and that was enough.

"Please save my father, Tianbao is willing to give everything!"

"Let's go out first......"

......

Tianbao didn't care what Ji Xiao's answer was, just that he was for Daddy's sake, and closed the door very obediently. In the courtyard outside the door, Ji Xiao turned his back to Tianbao, revealing his thoughts.

"Apart from me, have there been any other cultivators who have come to see Daddy?"

"This ...... It doesn't seem to be, except for looking for Lang Zhong to see it. ”

"That's weird, although I don't know your father's illness, I can probably see that it's very serious! Life is almost cut off, and it can't be cured by mortal doctors, even a cultivator like me is weak. ”

Ji Xiao didn't lie, he was just a minor monk who had faded into the ninefold, he wasn't even a true cultivator, and he hadn't learned how to heal, so he was powerless about this situation.

If it is a Jindan monk, then it will not be a problem at all, cast spells at will, mortals will dispel diseases and avoid dirt, and all poisons will not invade. How can his supernatural means be imagined by Ji Xiao now?

"What!" Tianbao originally thought that things would take a turn for the better, but when he heard such bad news again, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears.

"Why? Isn't there any other way, Daddy, isn't he alive and well now......"

"That's what I want to know, maybe there's a glimmer of life if you find that cultivator. Ji Xiao said lightly, the personnel are exhausted, if there is really no way, he can be regarded as worthy of his heart.

"How can there be any cultivators, where do we ordinary people know any immortal masters, no one cares about us at all, okay? Whether we live or die, in the minds of those who are high up, we are just a bunch of bedbugs, who will take care of a bedbug that is about to die!"

Tianbao yelled, tearing his hair with both hands, and knelt on the ground with tears streaming down. Ji Xiao was just pondering when he heard this, even if it was Tie Li, he only cared about the monks, and no one would really care about the death of mortals.

It's brutal, but it's just the way it is.

"What's the use of just crying, it's better to think about who that person is, don't you want to save Daddy!"

Ji Xiao snorted, but he was moved with compassion again, he was not a hermit master, Lianhua Sect had three years plus a few months, and followed Gan Kuming in the first half of the Feizhou for a total of less than four years.

In the end, it is the heart of a teenager who is new to the world, and he can't see this kind of tragic thing the most, and he will sympathize if he can't hold on, but I don't know how many geniuses have died on this kind of sympathy.

In the final analysis, Ji Xiao still thinks that he is a mortal in his bones, and even if he starts to cultivate, some things cannot be changed in a while.

Tianbao choked for a long time, slowly stood up, stared at Ji Xiao with crying red eyes, and said, "Really?"

"It's not absolutely here, you can try. ”

"I remember, there was a strange little monk who came here before my father's illness, but I don't know if he was an immortal master, and the only stranger my father saw during his time was him!"

"Tell me what it was like, and it's better not to miss a word. ”

"Hmm. ”

......

A year ago, the old shepherd Doku officially handed over the responsibility of shepherding sheep to his son Tianbao due to health reasons, and Tianbao was responsible for the whole sheep flock in the village.

The ancient herders would perform ancestral worship at the time of handover for protection, and Doku, as the last shepherd, also followed this tradition.

On the night of ancestor worship, there were only two fathers and sons in the courtyard, and there was no one else, not because they were not popular, but because this was the pride of the shepherds.

Even ordinary shepherds have their own pride, and if they are not professional herdsmen, they are not qualified to watch such sacred rituals at all, which is a sign of respect for their ancestors.

Tempo knelt on the ground and prayed reverently, while Doku sang an old herdsman's song and danced alongside.

I don't know when, there were two more ascetic-like monks outside the courtyard, one old and one young, the old monk held a Zen staff and bowl, and his face was kind.

The little monk stared at Duoku with interest, wondering what they were doing, his mind was much inferior to that of the old monk. From time to time, he also plays with a string of prayer beads in his hand, and the ring scar on his head is only a lone one.

The strange thing is that the two of them were standing outside the door, but Doku and Tianbao didn't seem to notice it at all, and turned a blind eye, as if there were no two monks.

With Doku's singing and Tianbao's pious prayers, a trace of aura-like things slowly gathered and slowly floated above Tianbao.

Of course, all this Tianbao could not see, and in his consciousness, it was just an ordinary ritual that had to be performed, the form was greater than the practicality, and he did not expect any benefit at all.

But the old monk and the little monk seem to be able to see it clearly, especially the little monk, who shows a very yearning look.

"Ah Buddha Mita, Wuwu, have you seen it?"

The old monk said with a smile, his hands and ten, and there were bursts of Buddha light between his benevolent eyebrows.

The little monk's body was agitated, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, so he quickly put on a posture and pretended to say: "Go back to Master, Wuwu didn't see anything." ”

After that, the little monk glanced at the old monk, as if he was testing the old monk's reaction.

"Ah Buddha Mitabha, why talk nonsense without enlightenment, what you see is what it is. The old monk was still kind and kind, and he didn't see any joy or anger.

Yes, the disciple saw that the young man was blessed. ”

"What is a gift and what is a blessing?"

“...... The disciple does not know. ”

"There is no enlightenment and nothing, where is there any blessing, you are wrong, you are looking at it again. ”

"Yes. ”

The little monk looked at it again reverently, but this time there was no trace of the power of blessing, on the contrary, the dark clouds covered the top, and the grimace flickered, where is the blessing, it is clearly the ultimate doom!

"Did you see that?"

"Master forgives, the Dharma is shallow, and you can't see anything. ”

"The Dharma is there, you can see it when you want to see it, and you can't see anything if you don't want to see it. ”

“...... Disciples are taught. The little monk bowed deeply to the Buddha, and then the old monk turned back and went away, and the little monk looked again, the blessing was gone, and the grimace disappeared, but he saw something else.

After thinking for a moment, the figure of the little monk suddenly appeared, came to the two of Doku, who had just finished the ceremony, and stretched out his hand with a rosary to touch Doku lightly.

"Where did you come from, monk, what are you going to do!" Tianbao exclaimed, already angry. The little monk didn't care, just looked at Duoku with pity.

"Donor, you're going to die. ”

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