Zheng Yanqing sat on the porch for an hour, finally raised his head and a firm light appeared in his eyes.

"Do you already have the answer?"

Yan Qing nodded.

"I hope to hear the details."

Zheng Yanqing stood up and bowed, "What you ask for is for heaven and earth. Establish your heart! For the people, establish your destiny! For the past saints, continue your unique knowledge! For the world of peace, peace!"

This speech sounds a bit glorious and tall.

But it was Zheng Yanqing's heartfelt words.

In my previous life, I struggled in a society where material desires are rampant and morally degraded. Sometimes I even forgot who I am. My great ideals and various vows in my youth fell apart and disappeared as material life continued to improve...

Yan Qing didn't know what the reason was.

When a person has no faith and fearlessness, matter becomes the only choice.

After living for a lifetime, he found that he might be able to change something.

Under the previous heavy pressure, Zheng Yanqing's mind suddenly became clear... We should always stick to some things!

Yuan Zhenren and the old monk stared at Yan Qing, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Support the unique knowledge for the past saints and bring peace to the ages..."

Yuan Zhenren suddenly burst into laughter, stood up and shook her sleeves, "Baby, you have such a big tone. I hope you will still remember what you said today in twenty years."

After saying that, Yuan Zhenren left the Zen room.

Zheng Yanqing stood there in a daze, his mind still had a little confusion.

"Minren Sun, am I wrong?"

Sun Simiao's eyes were a little confused. After a long quiet time, he whispered: "You are not wrong, but I think I seem to be wrong..."

He came from a wealthy family, but he was obsessed with the way of immortality.

I have learned all the skills, but now I think about it, but it seems that there is no use.

For decades, I have been seeking the path of immortality.

In the end, I found that it was impossible to see a child clearly. Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform... What I ask for is nothing.

The old monk's eyes were also a little wandering, and he stood up silently and returned to the meditation room.

Sun Simiao took a deep breath, then scratched his head, and smiled bitterly, "Yanqing, you are such a monster. What you have been asking for for decades has been said to be a waste of time. Even Master Fashun's great perfect state of mind was moved by you... Forget it, let's go back."

"Zhenren Sun, aren't you going to introduce someone?"

"You've seen people."

Sun Simiao took Zheng Yanqing out, "That Zhenren Yuan is the Zhenren Yuan guarding the city in the south. He has the technique of divination and observation, and is unparalleled in the world.

That old monk is Master Fashun.

His original surname is Du, and he is the uncle of the Du Ruhui clan. I originally wanted to introduce you, but I didn't expect... But it doesn't matter, both of them are not ordinary people and will not blame you."

Zheng Yanqing scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"By the way, you came from Luoyang thousands of miles away. Is there anything you need to find me?"

Sun Simiao finally achieved success in practicing Taoism and soon calmed down. He brought Yan Qing to his residence and asked curiously.

Zheng Yanqing said: "Zhengren Sun, I am here this time to ask you to save people."

"oh?"

Yan Qing then explained Changsun Wugui's condition, and then smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chao and Mr. Wu are helpless in this stubborn disease of Wugui. Mr. Wu said that this is the first way to recommend Sun Zhenren. Therefore, I brought Wugui to seek medical treatment."

"General Changsun, has he passed away?"

Sun Simiao has lived in the deep mountains for a long time and is not very clear about what is happening outside.

When he heard the news of Changsun Sheng's death, he was not only stunned, but his eyebrows were immediately frowned.

"Zhenren Sun?"

"Oh, I just felt emotion when I heard Changsun withering. I had a few encounters with Changsun Sheng back then, but I never thought...

Treatment of Qi disease is a troublesome thing.

There is no problem with treating the disease, but I am not sure whether it can be cured. Let’s do this. After sending Master Fashun away tomorrow morning, I will go to Rongle City with you to check the little girl’s condition first, and then make other plans... By the way, do you have any plans after this matter?"

"The situation in Luoyang is now complicated, and the teacher has passed away, so I don't want to go back immediately.

So I want to stay in Shu for a while, on the one hand, I can help you take care of Wugui, and on the other hand, I hope to study quietly."

"If so, you might as well go up the mountain."

Sun Simiao pondered for a moment and said, "Although Rongle City is still peaceful, the Han and his subordinates lived together, and conflicts would inevitably occur.

In the past two years, the conflict between Liliao and the officials has been quite fierce. I heard that there have been incidents of the murder of Han people in Yueli County. If you live there, it is easy to be involved in the dispute between Liaohan. It is better to move here, at least it can be much quieter than outside the mountain."

Yan Qing thought for a while, "What Sun Zhenren said is very true. But I still need to go back and discuss with everyone before I can make a decision."

"Haha, that's true."

Sun Simiao spoke with a smile on his face.

Zheng Yanqing's mood suddenly became much more relaxed. Being able to find Sun Simiao could accomplish a major goal. Whether he could cure Wugui was no longer something he could interfere. But I think that this place with beautiful mountains and rivers has a famous doctor to treat it, so it should be fine.

After the thoughts were over here, an accident immediately emerged in Yan Qing's heart.

I don’t know if my grandfather has left Luoyang at this time?
Chapter completed!