From spring to summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the mountains are towering, and flowers are competing for beauty.

After this reincarnation, Fu Zeyang has practiced the blood evil skill in his mother's womb. After his birth, he spent another three months to complete it and cultivated the blood evil spirit. When he escaped from the soul, he presented a hazy blood shadow. When he encountered a spirit body of ghosts and monsters, he could kill and swallow it and digest it and nourish itself.

The next level is to train the Blood Gang, use the Blood Gang to activate the Tiangang, and constantly refine it as you collect and transform into your own divine body. The overall steps are similar to those when refining the Blood Gang, but the Blood Gang absorbs the evil energy underground, and the Blood Gang needs to adopt the Tiangang above the nine heavens.

He wanted to continue practicing, either escape the blood evil spirit and flew to the nine heavens to refine the Tiangang, or cast magic to attract the Tiangang to the realm.

When the former is weak in his body, his body is blown by the wind, which is similar to being cut into pieces by thousands of knives. The pain is comparable to that of the Avici Hell. Although it is relatively hidden, it is also easy to be discovered by passing gods.

The latter is too dynamic and quiet, and the consequences of Tiangang are like a super hurricane. As the power increases, the qi will be dyed red, and in the end, it will be blood red in the sky and the earth. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, anyone can see it as long as his eyes are not blind.

The blood nerves must never be practiced in this Wuyi Mountain and can be obtained from the rarely visited land of all the poles and wilderness.

Fu Zeyang put down this magic skill for the time being. While practicing Taiyin Ghost Seal every day, he either refines the Taiyin Divine Sword or collects herbs and elixirs in the mountains. In addition to the elixirs he took himself, he also prepared many medicines to treat mortals and prolong their lives.

When he practiced until his body and sword unity, he was about to leave. The fate with the Huan family was almost over. Huan Sang'er gave birth to him for a lifetime and the Huan family raised him for a while. He would still give him what he had to do.

Huan Yong and his wife took the Yuehua Beauty Paste he cooked every day. In just two or three months, the white hair between their temples quickly turned black, and the wrinkles on their faces from years of hard work and practice were all eliminated. In addition, they took the Wuqi Diaoshen Pills of Jiushijiu, which swept away the roots of the chronic diseases they had accumulated when they were young. The old couple was light and healthy, and they climbed dozens of miles of mountain roads every day without any effort.

Huan's mother's cough and back pain were completely cured, so she carried a basket to the county town every now and then. She had all kinds of snacks, silk cloth, and good teapots and tea bowls. As long as it was made from Fu Zeyang, she didn't feel sorry for the money. She bought it back one by one, and praised her eldest grandson for being good to everyone.

When people discovered her changes, they asked him about it and learned that she had a grandson who was reincarnated by immortals. She was born to know that she was proficient in medicine and could cure any disease and make people rejuvenate. So they all became interested and wanted to come to ask for medicine for consultation.

The first one to come was the teacher in the village of Shanxia. His surname was Liao. Huan Chaoqun once went to his private school to study for two years. He also had a cough disease. He was longer than Huan's mother, and his illness was naturally worse.

Seeing someone coming to the door for consultation, Huan Yong was shocked and dragged Huan's mother to the west room to complain: "The two grandsons are both immortals reincarnated. Immortals like purity and are unwilling to interact with mortals. Have you not seen our daughter hide in the backyard since she practiced the immortal method and never go out again? He is willing to treat us, because he is watching the reincarnation in our home, repaying this kindness, but relieving this fate method. How can you be arrogant and run out to publicize it? What if people from the surrounding prefectures, counties, and even people from other provinces come to ask for medicine in the future, causing him to be unable to be purified, get angry, and get angry, what should I do?"

After hearing this, Huan's mother was a little nervous: "I didn't expect this. Oh, it's me that I'm talking too much!" She slapped herself in the face, "Old man, I'm not afraid of him getting angry. It doesn't matter if he makes a fuss with me. I'm afraid that he will be tired of this place as you said, and will leave in anger. No, no, I can't let my grandson go, I'll drive Mr. Liao away."

She said she was anxious to go out and chase people, but Huan Yong grabbed him: "Hold on! Mr. Liao is a great teacher Kaimeng. What do you think of going out like to chase people like this? How can we gain a foothold in this village in the future?"

As the two were talking, Fu Zeyang came back from outside. He was wearing a small young master's uniform, with a long life lock hanging around his neck, and a small backpack carrying herbs on his back. He jumped into the yard: "Grandma! Grandma! I picked an old ginseng."

"Yang'er is going to collect herbs again!" Huan's mother came out, "Waiting for grandma to stew chicken for you."

Mr. Liao walked out of the house and looked at the child in the yard: "This is... the fairy child in your family, right?"

"No!" Huan's mother quickly denied, "We don't have any fairy children..."

Mr. Liao was stunned. Why did he change his tone after a while? For the sake of his daughter's reputation, Huan Yong and his wife have always promoted to others that their daughter was reincarnated by immortals, conceived out of thin air, and gave birth to a pair of golden and jade girls. At this time, Huan's mother also claimed that the fairy child among them could cure diseases and make people rejuvenate. She was fine when she came just now, but now the main owner is back, but he actually said no?

Fu Zeyang saw that Huan Yong and his wife looked different: "Grandma, what happened? Who is this gentleman?"

Mr. Liao didn't need to introduce himself, and said, "My surname is Liao, and Huan Chaoqun is the one I prescribed. I heard that you can cure the disease. I have been suffering from coughing diseases for many years. I want to ask you to see it." He was half-believing and half-doubted about the legend of Fairy Child. Although he spoke politely, he did not respect him from the bottom of his heart.

"If we don't see a doctor, our children won't see a doctor!" Huan's mother came over in a panic and picked Fu Zeyang up and walked out of the hospital.

"Grandma! Grandma! Put me down first!"

"What are you doing here? That person is here to see you for treatment." Huan's mother carried him up the mountain, "Don't you like Qingjing? Don't come forward in the Houshan Cave from now on. Grandma has something delicious to deliver to you."

"It doesn't matter if you see a doctor."

Huan's mother said in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of being upset?"

Fu Zeyang thought for a while and shook his head: "No annoyance. You can put me down first, and we will go back to see the doctor of my uncle's husband."

Huan's mother observed his expression, and she didn't seem to be fake, and she let out a long sigh: "I knew my eldest grandson wouldn't be so stingy!"

She didn't let Fu Zeyang go to the ground and took her back to the yard.

Huan Yongzheng explained to Mr. Liao, and Huan's mother said happily: "Old Liao, my eldest grandson promised to treat you."

Mr. Liao was in a state of anger and was invited back into the house. He thought, if this disease could be cured today, I would be fine. If I mess with me for nothing, I would report it back in the future!

Fu Zeyang asked him to sit on the chair and carefully sensed the energy in his body. As soon as Fu Zeyang did not consult, he did not take the pulse. The red light in his magic eyes fainted, and the lesions were quickly found through the skin, flesh and bones of the human body: "Sir, I have lung disease."

Mr. Liao suppressed his anger: "I have been coughing for many years. I know that I have lung disease. I have hired many famous doctors and prescribed many prescriptions, but it has not worked. The heavy snow fell into cold at the end of last year, and blood was seen in the phlegm in the beginning of spring this year. People say that you are the reincarnation of a fairy child. Show me. If I can cure me, I will not accept any money in the future when the descendants of the Huan family study and study!"

Fu Zeyang nodded, took three herbs from the newly detached bamboo house, cut off a piece of the old ginseng, chopped them all up, and added one-seventh of the heart-tonifying pill, and took them to the outer room to boil them in a crock pot.

Huan's mother did not let him touch the fire: "This firewood stick is thick and has thorns. You can't touch your little hand, just leave it to grandma!"

After half an hour of boiling, I got most of the clay pots. Fu Zeyang found a small porcelain bottle to put it in and handed it to Mr. Liao: "You take it back, take three spoons every morning, add a small bowl of warm water, and send it with rice wine on an empty stomach. After drinking all of these, it will definitely be fine."

The medicine liquid was black and there was a smell of fishy smell inside. Mr. Liao took it over: "If it is done, I will come to thank you!"

After Mr. Liao left, he turned around and another blacksmith Sun came.

Blacksmith Sun was a blacksmith in the county town and lame one leg and came to ask the fairy boy if he could cure his legs.

Huan's mother said: "Your leg has been lame for more than 20 years. Who can cure him?"

Fu Zeyang looked at it and said, "It might as well, I'll try it." The blacksmith Sun's legs were picked by horses. They were not properly handled at that time and had completely deformed. Not to mention doctors in the mortal world, even immortals who have been enlightened for many years cannot be cured. Fu Zeyang's cultivation of blood nerves has unique features.

He freed up the wing room as an operating room and asked Blacksmith Sun to lie on the couch. He first released evil energy to melt the crooked bones, re-dorn them, and then transported blood and energy, compared with the other leg, short bones and long bones, and lacked flesh to grow. Of course, it is impossible to grow well immediately. Within three days, he casts spells nine times, and at the same time gave Blacksmith Sun internal blood marrow pill, and injected it with the extremely strong Yimu true qi externally to promote growth.

Three days later, Blacksmith Sun went to the ground like a normal person. At first, he was a little uncomfortable and quickly walked like a flying stairs.

This caused a sensation of earthquakes, one to ten, ten to hundreds. As Huan Yong had expected in advance, not only the surrounding prefectures and counties, but also other provinces, but also people came to treat diseases, healing, poisoning, and infertile. All kinds of patients rushed over, and the peaceful Mangshuyuan became bustling and crowded.

Seeing this scene, Huan's mother became worried. She was afraid that Fu Zeyang would get bored and left in anger. She discussed with him more than once that if she was tired, she would not treat anyone in the future.

Fu Zeyang was not impatient at all: "It's good to treat people's illnesses and injuries. My mother was pregnant before marriage and was stabbed by someone. She has been autistic in the room and refused to go out. I want everyone to know that I am indeed a reincarnation of a god, and the criticism of others against her will naturally be defeated. Besides, I can't spend too much time here. I'm afraid I'll leave after the New Year this year..."

"You are leaving?" Huan's mother trembled and she grabbed his little hand, "Good boy, don't leave. It's all because of her bad luck. She blames her for being so good-looking. She likes to talk about her mouth, but she blames her broken mouth..." She kept slapping herself on her mouth.
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