Tang Dynasty: I, Li Tai, can cultivate immortality

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（PS:The first two chapters of the clone section were slightly modified and changed to one clone)

Li Tai saw Sun Simiao's anxious look and estimated that it was probably someone who had an emergency, otherwise the old Taoist would not run so fast.

"Let's go and have a look."

Li Tai made a quick decision. To be honest, he still admired the old man Sun Simiao. Although Li Tai didn't see him when he visited the gate of Qingque Palace for so long, it was entirely because Li Tai was a little afraid of trouble.

Now that Li Tai's clone had left the palace, he naturally had the leisure to join in the fun.

After paying for the tea, Li Tai followed Sun Simiao's trail and came to a slightly dilapidated house in the city.

The door was not closed, and Li Tai could just see the situation inside from the outside.

At this time, a strong man was kneeling in front of Sun Simiao.

"Doctor Sun, you must save my baby. He is my only child. His mother passed away when he was born. If she doesn't come back, my Shen family will be extinct.……"

Shen Laoer's face showed a hint of despair. He used to do some carpentry work in the city and had a good life, supporting his only child.

But who would have thought that God seemed to think that his life was not hard enough, and made his child suffer from a strange disease.

In order to treat his child, Shen Laoer had spent all his money, and even in order to seek medical treatment, he had not taken any new work for a long time.

"Well, since I am willing to come with you to see the doctor, I will naturally do my best."

Sun Simiao sighed. He had seen such scenes countless times. It was only in the past two years that he was invited to Chang'an by the emperor that he had not seen such a desperate expression for a long time. Otherwise, the patient's wailing would be too common around Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao said something to Shen Laoer, and then looked at the young child lying on the bed. This was Shen Laoer's child, who was only four years old now.

Under normal circumstances, with Sun Simiao's medical skills, he could cure or alleviate most of the diseases in the world.

But Sun Simiao is a mortal after all. Even if he was praised as a generation of miracle doctors, there are still a lot of difficult and complicated diseases that he can't start with.

Unfortunately, the disease suffered by Shen Laoer's son is a rare case that Sun Simiao cannot solve.

After Sun Simiao carefully took the pulse and waited and watched, his face became more and more solemn.

Finally, he sighed lightly and began to explain the situation to Shen Laoer.

"To be honest, your son is suffering from a blood disease. His qi and blood are extremely deficient, and his vital energy is insufficient, which has damaged his bone marrow.……"

Sun Simiao briefly explained his son's illness to Shen Laoer, but he didn't mention medicine and treatment after talking a lot.

At this time, Shen Laoer seemed to have noticed something, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Doctor Sun, please tell me directly, is there still hope for my son?"

The hope in Shen Lao Er's eyes faded a little and gradually became a little dim.

"If the Shen family is a wealthy family, they may be able to use ginseng to prolong the life of your son, but even if the herbs are sufficient, I am afraid that he will not live for more than two years."

Sun Simiao shook his head helplessly. Blood disease is one of the most difficult diseases to treat according to his medical practice.

And the manifestations of blood disease are varied. There are deficiency of qi and blood like the Shen family. There are also those with poisonous blood after injury. In short, Sun Simiao has seen countless strange and bizarre patients, but he can rarely save this kind of patients.

"My son has a hard life.……"

Shen Laoer instantly fell to his knees in a state of emotional collapse, and burst into tears.

Sun Simiao's diagnosis was tantamount to sentencing his son to death, and this meant that his old Shen family might not be able to survive.

At this moment, outside the house, Li Tai witnessed the whole process, and he also felt a bit of compassion in his heart.

Even though the Immortal Dynasty has been established, the people at the bottom of society can hardly enjoy the benefits directly. At most, the birth of spiritual energy will reduce the number of diseases, but the diseases will never disappear.

At this moment, Li Tai seemed to have figured out what kind of sect he wanted to establish for the Tang Dynasty.

Li Tai used the spiritual consciousness of this clone in the Qi training realm to check the physical condition of the child in the house.

In the end, Li Tai understood why Sun Simiao could not cure the child.

Leukemia, a disease that is extremely troublesome even from the perspective of modern medicine.

In ancient times when little was known about the human body, leukemia was naturally an incurable disease.

However, from a medical point of view, this may be a big problem, but from the perspective of immortal cultivation, leukemia is not a serious disease that cannot be cured.

Li Tai quietly entered the room from the front door.

"Hmm? Your Excellency is?"

At this time, Shen Lao Er was still in an indescribable grief, but Sun Simiao was quite sober. Seeing Li Tai enter, he quickly asked

""Shen Lao Er, I am a cultivator from the Tang Dynasty. I want to build a sect in the mountains a hundred miles outside the city, named: Medicine God Valley. Are you willing to let your son join my sect? When he has achieved success in his cultivation, the leukemia will naturally be fine."

Li Tai waved his hand and cast a"Spirit Purification Technique" to stabilize Shen Lao Er's emotions, and then put forward his own ideas.

However, during this process, Li Tai did not even look at Sun Simiao. He knew that once he proposed the concept of"Medicine God Valley", he was afraid that Sun Simiao, the spiritual old man, would not be driven away.

"Immortal cultivation? Medicine God Valley?"

Shen Lao Er had no idea what was going on, nor did he understand what kind of opportunity his son, who was deeply ill, had. He was just staring at Li Tai's clone's face in a daze.

"Immortal cultivators? Medicine Valley?"

Unlike Shen Lao Er, Sun Simiao was a spiritual old man who had seen the world. He had vaguely known that there were immortal cultivators in the palace before Li Shimin announced the establishment of the Immortal Dynasty.

In addition, the spiritual light that Li Tai had just emitted when he waved his hand made Sun Simiao very excited.

"May I ask who you are? As far as I know, this method of cultivating immortality should only be known by the royal family of the Tang Dynasty, right?"

Although Sun Simiao saw Li Tai performing the magic, he still cautiously tried to test it.

"Haha, your majesty issued an edict a few days ago to establish royal academies for cultivating immortals in various places. The Lord of Xian Tang wants to preach the gospel to the world, but you, old Taoist priest, are a little ignorant."Although Li Tai admired Sun Simiao's spirit, he still had to confront him when it was time to confront him. He could never treat an old man like Sun Simiao with a good face.

Didn't you see how Li Shimin persuaded Sun Simiao to go to Chang'an? How arrogant this old man was.

Sun Simiao was choked after hearing what Li Tai said, but he quickly caught the loophole in Li Tai's words and prepared to continue to refute.

As a result, Li Tai's next sentence made Sun Simiao's face turn green.

"What's more, my last name is Li."

Li Tai said this lightly, and this slightly revealed identity made Sun Simiao not want to talk. At this moment, Sun Simiao's inner activities: OK, you are a member of the royal family, you are strong, I won't talk too much with you.

Sun Simiao held it in for a minute, but looking at Shen Laoer's panic, he finally chose to remind him.

"This is a great opportunity. The immortal cultivator can really save your son."

Sun Simiao patted Shen Laoer on the shoulder.

Then, Shen Laoer seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and knelt down to Li Tai.

"Please, immortal, save my son. I am willing to let him enter that...that valley."_

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