Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Ning Tao stepped over the archway in Huayuan Street and strode towards the deserted street.

The bluestone slab-paved streets are full of imprints left by people and horses, and each piece exudes the thick breath of history. The Tiandi Clinic is at the end of Huayuan Street. A low blue tile room is covered with moss and creepers on the stone walls.

It had no facade, only a wooden door that opened on the stone wall, and the paint on the door panel was almost gone. If it wasn't for the plaque on the lintel of "Tianwai Clinic", Ning Tao would probably have thought that he had come to the door of a poor mountain dweller.

What kind of clinic is this?

Ning Tao glanced back at the street he had walked through. It was empty, just on the facade of the clinic. This port was already a street fighter before it opened.

"Forget it, come here, let's go in and take a look." Ning Tao comforted himself like this, he took out the key Chen Pingdao left for him, inserted the door lock and opened the door.

Behind the door was a room, surrounded by blue smoke, and the scenery in the room was hazy. A faintly visible seven-star lamp is burning quietly, but that light is not enough to dispel the blue smoke and illuminate Ning Tao's vision completely.

Nothing related to Chen Pingdao is normal, and this clinic is clearly no exception.

Ning Tao took a deep breath and walked in.

After he entered, the clinic door closed slowly, but he was completely unconscious.

This is a very old room, almost thirty or forty square, without windows. The room has tables and chairs, bookshelves and various utensils, bronze tripods, ceramic jars, large and small, and disorderly placed.

The source of the blue smoke in the room is a huge bronze square tripod. It is half a person tall, with a human face on the side facing the door, eyes closed, facial features without expression, weird but natural.

Ning Tao carefully approached the bronze tripod and glanced into it. The smoke in the tripod was so thick that he could not see anything smoking.

Ning Tao temporarily gave up his research on the bronze tripod, and he took another step forward. He saw a door on the left wall, and a wooden sign hanging on the lintel, which was engraved with "Scroll Library". He followed his gaze to the wall on the right side, and across the lingering green smoke, he could faintly see that there was also a door on the right wall, and there were some words on the wall, which made it difficult to see the green smoke.

Ning Tao shifted a few steps, waved his hands to dispel the blinding smoke, and then stopped.

On the lintel of the door on the right wall, a sign engraved with "Elixir equipment library" was hung, and the wall was filled with shocking words in red paint or blood.

I can not stand it any more!

It drives me crazy!

I want freedom! Not free, or rather die!

I can't do this anymore!

I must think of a way, ah ah!

Chen Pingdao, Chen Pingdao, you must find a stupid replacement for you!

Seeing this sentence, Ning Tao's mind suddenly emerged with a faintly heard sentence when he was about to fall into a coma last night-Lao Tzu was finally relieved! The sky has eyes, hahaha!

I don't know why, Ning Tao's heart stunned a bit, "Fool on the wall ... won't it be me?"

He hurriedly took out Chen Pingdao's transfer contract and opened it. The content of the contract was not bad, and the words he signed were clearly visible.

No trap!

But at this time, the face on the bronze tripod suddenly opened his eyes. The ebb tide in the house generally returned to the tripod, and it disappeared completely in a blink of an eye.

The contract in his hand trembled and changed!

The white paper turned old and yellowed.

Ning Tao's eyes fell on the contract, and he saw in horror that the handwriting had slowly disappeared and new content appeared.

Tianwai Clinic Lease: Congratulations on becoming the owner of Tianwai Clinic. The monthly rent for this clinic is a total of two hundred points of good deeds for merit and sinful points of bad thoughts. This contract has bound the physical soul until the death of the body.

In the lower right corner of the lease is his own signature.

Ning Tao suddenly understood that Chen Pingdao pitted him!

"If you can't pay the rent, you can draw your life to pay off the debt. If you don't open it in January, how much life will I have for you? What a joke? Let's play slowly, I won't play!" Want to get more angry, grab the contract and tear it up!

Wow!

The soul contract was divided into two and fluttered down to the ground.

But at that moment, Ning Tao's body seemed to have been severely chopped, divided into two, and the whole body's blood seemed to be spilled on the ground. Feeling more painful than death passed through every nerve, he couldn't hold it for a second, and fell straight to the ground.

The torn soul contract was fused in the air and merged into one. It fell squarely in Ning Tao's open right hand, but there was no crack.

The feeling of pain disappeared, fast and fast, and everything returned to normal.

Ning Tao got up from the ground. The strange thing that happened just now has explained a problem. He now has only one way to go, and that is to let the clinic open to earn rent.

What is good thinking?

What is evil iniquity?

Ning Tao pondered the question, and his eyes were looking for the answer. Soon, he saw a small white porcelain bottle on the desk, and a piece of paper was pressed under the porcelain bottle.

Ning Tao walked over.

A small porcelain bottle was affixed with a handwritten label of "Primary Prescription Dan". He had not seen any elixir contained in the small porcelain bottle, but saw the machine's message on the paper.

That's Chen Pingdao's message: I'm sorry for the little brother, but I have no choice but to force it. I am a true practitioner, Taoist Tengu Taoist. I have been trapped in this clinic for more than two thousand years.

You, like me, have roots of good and evil, in absolute balance,

No doubt, I believe you have seen the weather field on your body, others are colorful, but you are black and white.

I do n’t know the specific origin of this clinic either. Although it is called a clinic, its age is no longer rigorous. I was also pitted before I became the clinic owner. It collects good and evil values ​​as rent every month, and if it is overdue, it will pay for its life. I always make enough rent so that my life is short and short. If it weren't for your presence, I don't think I would live long.

The so-called good and evil values ​​are the virtue of good thoughts and the sin of evil thoughts.

The virtue of good intentions refers to the merit obtained by man's heart with good intentions, while the sin of evil intention refers to the sin generated by man's heart with evil intentions. What you want to earn is what this world does for good and for evil.

The bamboo slips on the bookshelf can be used to calculate the value of good and evil on a person's book. value.

So you need to complete the contract in the clinic. The key is made of sacred iron. The world has not been able to destroy it. You carry it with you. No matter where you are in the world, as long as you draw a lock with your blood on the wall or on the door, you will be able to open the convenient door with the key and return to the clinic.

The medicine bottle contains 5 of my remaining primary prescription Dan, which is used in conjunction with the prescription contract. It can cure other diseases of ordinary people except terminal illness, and I will give you a gift. The drawer contains the primary Dan formula and Refining method, you can refining by yourself after mastering the elixir in the medical book.

There are two in the clinic, one is the scripture library, and the other is the elixir equipment library. I haven't been in it. I don't know what's inside.

In the end, do n’t think that good and evil are easy to make, and those who are not good and evil are poor. Let's put it this way, it is a great merit to save people's lives to build a seven-level floating slaughter? And what I want to tell you is that there are only seven good deeds for saving lives. It's about your life, remember it.

The paragraph on the paper is "I will never see you again, Chen Pingdao is ashamed to stay."

Ashamed of your sister!

After a while, Ning Tao's mood was a little calmer. He opened the drawer of the desk and saw the formula and the refining method of the primary prescription Dan left by Chen Pingdao. He looked around but couldn't understand it at all. Then he unplugged the cork from the small porcelain bottle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and poured out the pills in the bottle. There were really only five of them. The smell was fragrant, small, bronze, and it looked like metal particles. And not a panacea.

After reading it, Ning Tao refilled the primary prescription dan into a small porcelain bottle, then put it in a drawer, and finally closed the drawer carefully. For him now, this is not a vial of medicine, it is life!

Later, Ning Tao's gaze moved to the bronze tripod near the desk, and the face still looked at him with his eyes open.

It is the tripod of good and evil.

Ning Tao remembered the green smoke when he first came in. He carefully came to the side of the tripod of good and evil, and probed to look inside the tripod.

There is nothing in the good and evil tripod, only some strange lines, like criss-crossed rivers on the earth, large and small, criss-cross, and then gather at the bottom.

Ning Tao's eyes moved to the bookshelf again. There were no books on the bookshelf, only a bamboo slip. If nothing else, it should be the ledger of the intermediate clinic.

Ning Tao came to the side of the bookshelf, picked up the bamboo slip, started with a heavy one, and had a deep cold feeling, which was obviously not made of ordinary bamboo.

He opened the bamboo slips, and the contents of the bamboo slips suddenly appeared: Tiandi Clinic had zero good intentions, zero evil thoughts, and zero sins, which was twenty-nine days and six hours from the next time the rent was due.

At six o'clock on the 29th, this is timing him!

Chen Pingdao is a cultivator, who has a long life span and has been drawn to madness. If he wants to flee, Ning Tao is sadly reminded, because he is an ordinary human. The life span is only a few decades, and a month's rent can draw him crematorium!

Ning Tao put the clinic's account book bamboo slip back on the bookshelf, with a firm look, "Since I can't get rid of it, then I will start my new life here! Chen Pingdao, you can't continue to operate, I can!"