() Song Lian had a dream. He dreamed of an earthquake. Everything was shaking... The buildings built on the mountain collapsed... When he opened his eyes, everything was dark. A huge boulder came down from the sky, making him unable to breathe.

Come.

He struggled desperately, trying to get up and avoid the boulder, but he couldn't get up. He opened his mouth and screamed desperately, but there was no sound... Misfortune never comes singly, when a sharp object fell on top of his head...

Horrified, he tried to turn his head and saw a gloomy face behind Jianjian.

Dai Jifeng!

A roar and he woke up.

After waking up and gasping for air, I felt the shaking. I immediately realized that I was on a boat, and then I remembered that this was no longer the original world, but that my soul had traveled to another strange world of cultivating immortals.

In the original world, because I loved to dismantle things and think about things since I was a child, I often secretly took apart other people's equipment to observe them, so I got the nickname "Screwdriver", and eventually I was reduced to moving bricks on the construction site.

I was reading a newspaper one day, and a rich man offered a million-dollar reward, asking for a tutor to help his child get into a key high school. In addition to academic knowledge, he also needed a specialty. For more than three months, no one succeeded, because the rich second generation is a weird and beautiful girl.

He only loves reading and playing games, and ignores all tutoring.

Thinking about how fast he was when he was drunk, he was able to take apart things as fast as lightning. His hand speed was second to none, and my brother did it.

In the mountains behind the rich man's villa, he drank a lot of wine in a mess, and before he could perform his "fast as lightning" stunt, tragedy happened. With a sudden sound, his whole body burst into flames, and spontaneous human combustion occurred.

Before leaving the world, I seemed to hear the screams of the beautiful and rich second generation.

When Soul Transmutation woke up, he was shocked to find that there were actually three souls in his body. One was the original owner of the body, calling himself Sanduoer, a member of the Kunlun tribe. The other was Mr. Tao, who was demented. The other one was himself.

It is unbelievable that the three souls cannot be integrated into one body.

Today, when I say "I can be saved, I can be saved", I am referring to myself. If I can "contact" the half-dead young master and let the demented soul in his body "transfer", then the time-travel initiative can be successful. If there is no accident in the bet between the gods, I will definitely win.

La.

Thinking of this, he jumped out of bed and walked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, two guards, one tall and one short, refused to let him out.

Hmm, why are you here, under house arrest?

He rolled his eyes and put his finger on the shoulder of the tall man who was showing positive attitude: "I want to make a bet with you." Then he pointed at the short man: "You are the witness, I bet he can't -"

"Wait a minute. Don't mess around. This is official business and I can't bet." Immediately, a halo of vision appeared vaguely above the tall man's head. He was sweating and hurriedly stopped him.

It turns out that a bet can also be used as a "blackmail weapon."

Song Lian immediately raised his voice and said: "Since it is official business, then whoever gives you official business, you ask him to bet with me. Go!"

The tall man stamped his foot: "Wait a minute, I'll report it to Butler Tao."

Without turning around, Butler Tao stood at the door with a bad expression and said to Song Lian: "Are you done yet? Do you have such a bet? There are no principles. Has he ever offended you, has he ever had any disputes with you, has he ever had any conflicts?

.What on earth do you want to do?”

Song Lian took a step forward and said with great momentum: "Master Tao, have I ever offended you, have I ever had any disputes with you, have I ever had any conflicts? Why do you put me under house arrest?" This forced the steward to keep retreating. Finally, he came up.

He sneered, "Is there anyone who treats doctors like this? If I keep a secret hand when the time comes, hehe."

The housekeeper's arrogance suddenly disappeared, like a dying grain seedling, he suddenly sighed and said: "Can you really cure my son's soul-leaving syndrome?"

"I've never heard of Soul Leaving Syndrome. It's almost like a vegetative state. The consciousness is autistic and the soul is not attached to it. That's all." He sounded like an expert.

Butler Tao's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Song Lian and said, "I have offended you so much, please come here." He invited Song Lian to the second deck of the ship and asked someone to bring a pot of tea.

Sitting down calmly, Song Lian was actually most worried because the housekeeper refused to give in. Now it seemed that he was in great trouble. He immediately coughed and said slowly: "Old man, what is going on with your young master? Please tell me the whole story of his condition."

When asked about his condition, Butler Tao's face darkened and he sighed deeply.

It turns out that the Tao family in Moyang City runs a spiritual coal business. The head of the family, Tao Sanjiang, has a son named Tao Tao. He has been smart since he was a child. However, when he was ten years old, he failed to have spiritual enlightenment and became mentally retarded. He sought medical treatment everywhere to no avail.

I bought the Xiluo Bow three months ago and planned to pay tribute to the seventh elder of the Yuanyang Sect to heal his son's soul.

The Xiluo Bow is the sacred weapon of the Kunlun tribe, so they ambush the Tao family. After a battle, Sanduoer and Tao Tao fell into the water and disappeared.

Today, Tao's housekeeper found the young master passing by the sandbank to dock for supplies, but unexpectedly met Dai Jifeng, the first disciple of the seventh elder of the Yuanyang Sect, now the elder of the Moyang branch. He was overjoyed and staged a drama of blocking the road to seek medical treatment, but because of Song Lian

In one sentence, Dai Jifeng took the opportunity to escape.

Song Lian was dumbfounded. It turned out that Mr. Tao was mentally retarded. No wonder his soul and body were demented.

His brows were knitted into the character "Chuan".

I thought——, just like San Duo'er tried every means to regain control of his body, Mr. Tao's soul would definitely want to "transfer ownership" immediately once it came into contact with his body.

Now it seems that things are very difficult, and the mentally retarded soul will not take the initiative to "transfer ownership".

This is how to do?

The bet between mortals and gods is not an eternal success, but it is bound to lose forever. If you are not absolutely sure, your life will be at stake.

After sitting and meditating all night, in the early morning, just like the dawn in the sky, a flash of inspiration finally came to my mind: Meng Sanduoer could drive away the soul of the mentally retarded young man and forcefully "transfer" it.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized this plan was feasible.

After thinking about it, he finally let go of the worry in his throat, stretched and stood up, and looked sideways to see that Butler Tao actually brought the washbasin himself.

Butler Tao found Song Lian deep in thought and exploring ways to cure the young master's condition. He was overjoyed. Could it really be possible to cure the soul-leaving syndrome? His attitude towards Song Lian changed drastically. He ordered his servants to prepare a sumptuous breakfast and personally brought Song Lian washing water.

A certain screwdriver suddenly had sunshine on his face.

Haha, it’s done!

It seems that the props for the bet are certain, and the transfer will be successful when the time comes. Haha, if I win the bet with Dai Shenxian, why not let him introduce me to the Yuanyang Sect to seek Taoism and practice immortality, live forever, walk freely with flying swords, and enjoy the life of an immortal...

When his heart was racing, Butler Tao said kindly: "Brother Song, is there any hope for my young master's condition?"

Song Lian paused, how to answer, how to answer?

There must be hope, but….

As soon as he thought about it, he immediately said: "I have been thinking about it all night, but the root cause of Mr. Tao lies in the failure of spiritual enlightenment. It is an acquired factor. If it is not an innate root cause, there is no way to cure it. However, to untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be the one who tied the bell.

Only by finding out who inspired the young master and what happened at that time can we have a thorough understanding and prescribe the right medicine."

Say it's no problem first, then say it's difficult. Standard process.

Spirit enlightenment is a unique cultivation method in this world of immortality. There is a saying that "you must enlighten your spirit at the age of ten, but you will not be able to change to martial arts." At the age of ten, spiritual enlightenment is the secret to getting close to the power of the spirit. If it fails, you can only retreat and change to martial arts or other disciplines.

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Butler Tao nodded endlessly. No doctor had ever started to explore from the failure of spiritual enlightenment. It seemed that there was really hope. However, one thing still needed to be implemented, so he said to Song Lian: "I wonder if Tao can ask Brother Song an abrupt question?"

"Uh-huh, it doesn't matter. As long as Xiao Ke knows, tell me everything you know." Song Lian responded in a manly voice, looking like a miracle doctor.

"What sect did Brother Song come from?"

Song Lian was stunned.

This is even harder to answer. What kind of sect does he have? My father in the former world opened a small clinic in the countryside. He relied on a few secret recipes passed down from his ancestors and acupuncture to make a living.

The world of cultivating immortals attaches great importance to sects and levels. If you can't name a sect or have a brand name, it's like a slap in the face. Especially for doctors, reputation is the most important thing when treating illnesses and saving lives.

He frowned and thought of the two pamphlets given to him by the kind warrior.

After rescuing the warrior, the warrior saw that Song Lian had medical skills. In addition to giving him the white turtle skin, he also gave Song Lian two volumes of classics and a jade slip, which he said was a mortal medical book dug out from an ancient tomb.

Neither Song Lian nor the warriors have the power to read the jade slips, but they can understand the two volumes of classics. They are medical books called Danhumen thousands of years ago. The Danhumen used alchemy to cure diseases, and the hanging pots were used to help the world.

It once had great glory, but later it was destroyed because it offended a large sect.

There are two volumes of classics. One is "Seven Divine Medical Techniques", and the other contains some prescriptions and elixirs for treating diseases. I can't understand the jade slips, so I don't know what good things they contain.

At this time, Butler Tao asked, he could only advance but not retreat, and he could not be modest, otherwise the bet props would be gone, the transfer would fail, and everything would be lost.

At that moment, he smiled calmly: "I was born in the Danhu sect. I made alchemy to cure diseases and hung the pot to help the world. Unfortunately, when it was passed down to the next generation, the alchemy was lost, and only the hanging pot was left to help the world."

"It turns out he is the pharmacist of Danhu Sect. He is so young and disrespectful." Butler Tao's attitude completely changed.

Doctors in the world of immortality are divided into two types: alchemists and pharmacists. Song Lian cannot make elixirs, but he knows medical skills, so he is naturally a pharmacist.

"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." Song Lian quickly humbled himself.

The two spent this day chatting and "discussing their illness."

At noon the next day, the building boat arrived at Moyang City.

The group of people landed ashore smoothly, took a sedan, walked in a straight line through the streets and alleys, and went straight to Tao's mansion in Moyang.

Soon, Song Lian found himself in the last carriage and was stopped by four servant-looking guys.

One of the guys said with a sly smile: "But Medicine Master Song, I, Foreign Affairs Minister Lang Tao Bi, have come to give Medicine Master Song a few words on the order of the head of the family. Please listen carefully: How can it be a trivial matter if human life is at stake? If you have the real book,

Come up with some means to prove yourself in advance; Song Pharmacist worked tirelessly to follow you to Moyang City. Master Tao will reward you with 10,000 gold coins, so please leave on your own."

Then, regardless of Song Lian's response, he left, not even taking the car or sedan.

Song Lian stood blankly on the spot, feeling bitter in his heart and his face alternated between blue and white.

I thought…….

Onlookers in twos and threes slowly appeared. If it weren't for the city lord's palace being stolen and under martial law, there would have been a huge crowd at this moment. But even the crowd of twos and threes made Song Lian feel uncomfortable.

The bet was not caused by me, it was entirely the abominable imposition of Dai Jifeng. The head of the Tao family, who is so ridiculous, actually treated me like this. It was too much to bully others...

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more I think about it, the more bitter I feel inside.

At this time, someone in the crowd muttered: "I bet he has no shame in picking up ten thousand pieces of gold on the ground. Who can bet with me, Lao Chen, do you want to take a gamble?"

Song Lian couldn't bear it any longer, her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood welled up.

This mouthful of blood finally woke him up and he hurriedly swallowed it. His father's voice sounded in his ears: "You are a man. If you are brave, swallow it for me."

It was when he was in high school that he secretly dismantled someone else's car and was taken to the police station as a car thief. His father was so angry that he slapped him in the face, knocking out a tooth and forcing him to swallow it.

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said loudly: "Good, very good, very good. Tao Sanjiang, the Tao family of Moyang, please listen to this miracle doctor, I want you to crawl over and beg me. Are you willing to testify?"

A flaming screwdriver appeared above his head.

"willing."

There was applause all around, and three guys immediately took out the video stones. One gold a day, you would be a fool not to do this business.
Chapter completed!