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Chapter 1 Renshu is valuable

"You bastard, you are a quack doctor who has harmed people, why don't you give my grandpa his life..."

A roar exploded in his ears, causing Chen Fan to suddenly open his eyes from the endless darkness, and then he was surprised to see a young man with freckles on his face approaching with a baseball bat.

"You are a quack. The so-called medical skills are just superstitious things. If I don't break your hands and feet today, I, Wu Nie, will take your surname!" The young man's face was ferocious, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"This is? Chen Kee Medical Center? I didn't die in the endless vortex of time and space, but went back to the past?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, then fell into a trance.

You must know that it was when Wu Nie came to destroy his medical clinic that Chen Fan's fate changed. It was not until he was forced into a desperate situation that Chen Fan embarked on the path of cultivation by chance.

And now, he is back?

While Chen Fan was stunned, the baseball bat in Wu Nie's hand had already hit him.

Chen Fan subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the powerful baseball bat in his hand. He shook it gently, and the power of the baseball bat was borrowed by him and reverberated back in the form of concussions.

ah……

Wu Nie screamed and took several steps back, looking in disbelief as the palm of his hand that was originally holding the baseball bat had several fingers broken off, and the baseball bat had already fallen into the opponent's hand.

"Brother Angkor, what's wrong with you?" The younger brother who came with Wu Nie to destroy the medical center exclaimed.

Wu Nie hurriedly covered his broken finger and stared at Chen Fan, who was slowly getting up, like a ghost, "You..."

"Wu Nie, if you don't want to die, take your people and get out!" Chen Fan came to his senses, used the baseball bat as a crutch, and stood up.

"How brave, you dare to hurt Angkor, brothers, kill him!" Wu Nie's younger brothers were angry and raised their baseball bats one after another.

"Um……"

Chen Fan's eyes suddenly condensed. Before they could rush forward, he stepped out in an instant. The baseball bat in his hand was as agile as a dragon. Just a few seconds later, the five or six boys who came to smash the medical center were lying on the ground wailing.

The baseball bat in Chen Fan's hand was already pressing on Wu Nie's head.

Wu Nie's face instantly turned pale, and big drops of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Chen, Doctor Chen, you, you..."

"Get out!" Chen Fan snorted coldly.

When Wu Nier was granted amnesty, she quickly called to the younger brothers who were lying on the ground, helped each other and left.

After taking Wu Nie and others away, Chen Fan glanced at the smashed-up medical center, frowned slightly, turned around and closed the rolling shutter door of the medical center. The hustle and bustle outside suddenly became much quieter.

Until this moment, Chen Fan was finally sure that he had really returned to the past.

"Since God has given me another chance, in this life, I will never let those regrets that should be avoided happen again!" Chen Fan clenched his fist, waved it violently, and then started searching around.

After a while, Chen Fan found a simple purple wood tablet under a table.

This tablet is carved entirely from purple wood and is covered with complex patterns. Even though it is very old, you can still see the familiar four ancient seal characters "Benevolence helps the world". Just seeing these four characters, Chen Fan

The mind is in shock.

The Chen family has passed down medical skills since ancient times, and has produced countless famous doctors in the past. Whenever the Chen family's children go out to open a medical clinic, they will ask for a memorial tablet from the Chen family ancestral hall to use it as a memorial to remember their ancestors' "benevolent skills to help the world".

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Before Chen Fan opened the medical clinic, he also made a special trip back to his hometown and took out a memorial tablet from the ancestral temple. Even though the medical clinic was later smashed and he was forced into a desperate situation step by step, Chen Fan still carried this tablet with him until he was killed.

Forced into desperation, he discovered by chance that there was another mystery in this tablet, and he embarked on the path of cultivation.

It's just that by that time, Chen Fan had already missed so much that he had countless regrets.

But now...

Chen Fan religiously wiped off the dust on the tablet, bit off his index finger, and smeared his own blood on the complicated lines that looked like stripes on the tablet.

Just a moment later, as expected, a purple light emerged from the tablet. Just seeing this purple light, Chen Fan's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This tablet is indeed the same tablet, and all of this is real.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Chen Fan pressed his finger on the tablet. After the purple light was stained with his blood, it flowed into his finger along his bitten middle finger, and then flowed into his body.

As the purple light flowed out, the purple wooden tablet cracked into pieces, and then a vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in Chen Fan's mind.

"I am Chen Tianxuan, a person from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. I studied medicine when I was young, I became a master in youth, I studied martial arts in my youth, and defeated all the people in the world. I cultivated in middle age and learned from hundreds of schools. In my later years, I got a glimpse of the great road, but I was plotted by villains. My remaining soul only survives as a family memorial tablet.

By leaving this inheritance here, I will live up to others in my life, but end up miserable. The descendants of my Chen family should remember: benevolence has a price, but people's hearts are unpredictable. Medicine can't cure the disease, but it can't cure the heartless person!"

Without even thinking about it, Chen Fan knelt down on his knees and solemnly replied, "Unworthy disciple Chen Fan, please follow the teachings of our ancestors!"

As the voice completely disappeared, a purple light exploded in Chen Fan's mind. Countless streams of light emerged from the purple light and turned into dozens of categories of information flows. Even if he was prepared, Chen Fan was hit by this huge information flow.

His eyes turned white and he almost fainted, but in the end, Chen Fan gritted his teeth and persisted.

This purple light not only allowed him to regain the inheritance of the ancestors of the Chen family, but also a kind of power called innate purple energy. It was the original power condensed by the ancestor Tianxuan after gathering the leaders of hundreds of schools and peering into the great road.

Although there is only one, it is extremely precious.

"In my previous life, even though I received the inheritance by chance, I missed the best opportunity to build a foundation because I didn't know how to practice, and I wasted 90% of my innate purple energy. Now..."

Chen Fan didn't hesitate at all, and quickly sat cross-legged, using the secret foundation-building technique "Purple Qi Xiantian Kung" left behind by Patriarch Tianxuan that was already very familiar to him.

Just a moment later, the innate purple Qi that he gathered in the Lingtai Ancestral Aperture within three inches of his eyebrows not only did not suffer any loss, but slowly regained its vitality as he used his extremely skilled operation techniques.

As the innate purple energy of the Lingtai Ancestral Aperture becomes more and more agile, and under the influence of the exercises, wisps of air flow gather from all directions.

These air currents are the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in heaven and earth. Although Chenji Medical Clinic is located in the suburbs of Jiangcheng, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around it is extremely thin, it still makes Chen Fan's body feel like the first nectar of a long drought.

More than an hour later, Chen Fan opened his eyes. The sting from Wu Nie's baseball bat on his back had disappeared, and was replaced by an indescribable feeling of relief all over his body.

He stretched out his hand a little, and a purple air flow emerged from his fingers.

This purple air flow is the innate purple energy that Chen Fan condensed with the "Purple Qi Innate Skill" and was contaminated with the innate purple Qi aura.

"Benevolence has a price, but people's hearts are unpredictable. Medicine can't cure the disease, but it can't cure the heartless person!"

Chen Fan murmured and turned his head suddenly to look at the dispensing room of the medical clinic.

There should be someone there!


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