Ning Tao settled into the nursing home. In the day, he studied the chapter of elixirs in the nameless medical book, and at night he used the key of the clinic and the blood lock painted on the back of the bedside table to return to the Sky Clinic for spiritual power cultivation. He had to hurry, as the date of his first payment for the Sky Clinic was getting closer. By then the good and evil energy in the good-evil tripod would be weakened, so he had to make the alchemy fire and Primary Elixirs before that, or he would be in danger.
Chen Jun and his disciples had multiple consultations, examinations, and tests on Lin Qinghua's condition. However, the shadow that hung over Chen Jun and his disciples grew heavier. They had done the physical examinations that were supposed to be done and had the discussions that they were supposed to have, but they hadn't even figured out the cause of Lin Qinghua's illness, let alone come up with an effective treatment plan.
In the room, Ning Tao put Lin Qinghua on the bed. Then he walked back to the door and locked it from inside before he went to the window and locked it too and drew the curtain. As all preparations had been made, he removed the bedside table and opened the blood lock with the clinic key. The blood spread and an inky hole appeared in the wall. Ning Tao picked Lin Qinghua up and walked through the convenient door. Behind the door was the Sky Clinic. As soon as Lin Qinghua entered the Sky Clinic, the good-evil tripod glowered. Ning Tao put Lin Qinghua on the floor and stared at him. Black and white air gushed out from the good-evil tripod. In a blink of an eye, the whole clinic was enveloped by "mist", which was distinct half white and half black, making it a spectacle. But after a few seconds, all the black and white air returned to the good-evil tripod. After that, Lin Qinghua suddenly ma
Lin Qinghua seemed to fall into a deep reverie, his face anguished. "I'm not sure. It's like, like... a cemetery, a very remote cemetery... I dug a grave according to the man's instructions, and then I found what he said, the prescription and the spiritual soil. Then I perfected the project... Later, I tried to find the place, but... I couldn't find it anymore. And then I made two pills of ancestor seeking... I couldn't resist the temptation, and ate one of them. At first, I could be sane for a while, but gradually I had less and less time to be sane..." Suddenly, Ning Tao struck upon an idea. "Have you seen an old man? He's not tall, thin, and expert in martial arts." Lin Qinghua shook his head. "I, I don't know... Is he the one who called me anonymously?" According to Lin Qinghua, Ning Tao denied that the old martial artist was the one who called Lin Qinghua anonymously. That man was probably the boss behind the scenes. How could he possib
It was a quiet night. The seven-star lamp in the Sky Clinic flickered; The black and white air intertwined in the good-evil tripod; The whole clinic was shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere. Ning Tao sat cross-legged next to the good-evil tripod and practiced the ABC of elementary cultivation method over and over again... This was his 30th day in charge of the Sky Clinic. On the last day when the clinic would collect the good-evil rent, he would do a rush job of practicing and try his best to increase his spiritual power. Otherwise, once the clinic took away the good-evil rent from the good-evil tripod, the good and evil energy would be reduced by two-thirds. By then, the effect of practice was far less than it was now. His aim was to make the alchemy fire for refining Primary Elixirs. Ning Tao had tried no less than 100 times in this fast-flying month, but he still couldn't turn his spiritual power into alchemy fi
After leaving the clinic, Ning Tao got a cab and headed straight to the botanical garden of Blueprint Biotechnology Company. The afternoon sun was particularly strong, and the cab driver turned the air conditioner to the lowest temperature, but it was still very hot. Ning Tao turned on his cell phone, which had been turned off for days, and then called Lin Qinghua. As soon as he got through, he declared his intention immediately, saying, "Qinghua, I need some medicinal and non-medicinal materials. The last time I visited your lab, I saw that there are many precious herbs in the botanical garden. Maybe there are some herbs that I need. I'd like to have a look if you are free now. Also, if there are really any herbs I need, please give me some." When Ning Tao finished, Lin Qinghua said without hesitation, "Where are you? I'll pick you up right away and come to the botanical garden with you. You can take whatever you want." "You d
Ning Tao's embarrassed reaction seemed to make Lin Qinghua realize the ambiguity in his words. "Er, I... I didn't mean that. I'm straight," he explained hurriedly. "I mean I know you're not a normal person. You are a practitioner, aren't you?" Ning Tao nodded and admitted. The man in front of him was a new demon, not an ordinary person, so there was no need to cover up his identity as a practitioner. What was more, since Lin Qinghua had developed the pill of ancestor seeking, it was impossible for him not to know the existence of practitioners and demons in this world. "Are those materials that you want for alchemy?" Ning Tao nodded again and said, "Yes, do you have any of them?" "I just ran through your list," Lin Qinghua replied. "I've got at least a dozen you need, and I'll give them all to you." Ning Tao brightened up instantly and exclaimed, "That's great. Hurry up to take me to have a look." "I
As night fell, a group of children gathered around the kitchen door and watched Ge Ming cook. Suddenly a naughty kid shouted, "Meat!" Then all the children yelled in unison, "Meat! Meat! Meat!" With his apron on and his face in sweat, Ge Ming waved the slice and responded, "Meat! Meat! Meat! You want to eat meat all the time. Be careful not to become fatty!" The children still cried, "Meat! Meat! Meat!" Li Xiaoyu was the only kid who didn't join in and shout with the kids. She was standing next to Su Ya, watching Ning Tao and Jiang Hao talking under a banyan tree with Su Ya, and muttered, "Sister Su Ya, are you going to let this mess go on?" Su Ya gave her a strange look and asked, "What do you mean?" Li Xiaoyu folded her arms and stated in a mature voice, "Are you silly? Every time Jiang Hao sees Uncle Ning, she smiles and appears very happy. I'm also a girl. I can tell at a glance that she has a crush on Uncle N
Three days later, in Beidu. A taxi stopped at the gate of a community. Ning Tao got off the taxi carrying his small medicine chest and a big bag of local specialties brought from Shan City. Then Jiang Hao got out of the car and led Ning Tao into the complex after grabbing the heavy bag of local specialties from Ning Tao. "I told you not to buy anything, but you still bought so many things. What's in this bag? It's so heavy," Jiang Hao asked while leading the way. Ning Tao smiled and said, "This is the first time I come to your house. How can I come empty-handed? There's nothing valuable in the bag, only some local specialties of Shan City and some homemade herbs and spices." "You can even make your own herbs and spices?" Jiang Hao cried with a surprised look on her face. "It's not that big of a deal," Ning Tao responded. "They're just some generic, nutritious herbs that I processed in secret, ancestral way. They'r
Ding Ye's home was a separate courtyard house located in a military compound. The house was simple, unsophisticated and grand, with a heavy sense of history. By the look of it, the house was at least 100 years old. For those who could live in such a house, the house itself was a calling card that carried much weight. As Ning Tao followed Jiang Hao into Ding Ye's house, he found out that he was not the only doctor invited by the Ding family. There were other doctors here, and they all had their own special seats, with name tags on the table in front of them. The names on the name tags were very weighty. Some of them were famous and weII-respected veteran doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, and some of them assumed personal command in big hospitals. He often read professional articles published by these people in medical journals, so he felt familiar with these names. Also, there was a Taoist priest named Qing Feng. It should be the man's