An Incident Thirty Years Ago

"Thank you for saving my life."

At this time, the white-haired old man had woken up, climbed out of the pit by himself, and sincerely thanked Xia Tian.

Just now, he suddenly went crazy without any warning, and the true energy in his body ran wildly out of control. If Xia Tian hadn't given him an injection in time, releasing the violent true energy in his body, he would probably have been like Mo Shouxuan by now, blown into pieces of flesh and blood.

"Ah, Grandmaster, are you okay?" When the little Taoist nun Nianxin saw the white-haired old man, she immediately called out, rushed over and supported him.

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"It's alright." The white-haired old man smiled and touched the head of the little Taoist nun Nianxin. "You are a good child, as good as your parents. Thank you for your hard work over the years."

The little Taoist nun Nianxin was fine at first, but when she heard this, she couldn't help crying. She didn't know whether she was feeling wronged or for something else.

Ning Ruirui looked at the white-haired old man and the little Taoist nun Nianxin with a puzzled look on her face. She always felt that there was something else behind the old man's words, as if he was hiding some secret.

"Three of you, I have just used up most of my strength, and now I am a little tired." The white-haired old man raised his waist with some effort, smiled bitterly and said, "Please come into the hall and talk. There are some things I want to discuss with you."

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"Grandmaster, here outside..." At this time, the little Taoist nun Nianxin pointed to the mess on the ground a little reluctantly.

"Those people planned everything, they would definitely not leave so many traces." The white-haired old man said calmly: "So don't pay attention to it, someone will naturally clean up the mess."

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The little Taoist nun nodded, not quite understanding: "Oh."

Ning Ruirui had indeed developed a strong interest in this Anxin Temple, and she also had a lot of questions that were unanswered, so she nodded. Xia Tian and Shi Chun both had indifferent expressions on their faces, and just followed Ning Ruirui into the lobby.

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"Thank you all again for saving my life. You also saved Anxin Temple and saved its inheritance." After entering the lobby, the white-haired old man took his seat and expressed his gratitude to Xia Tian and the other three. "After being injured by that thief thirty years ago, I never thought that Qiu Jianji would be able to regain consciousness one day. It is also a blessing from heaven."

Ning Ruirui couldn't help but say, "From what Elder Qiu said, isn't this Mo Shouxuan your disciple?"

"Of course not. I, Qiu Jianji, have been wise all my life. How could I have such a stupid and dirty disciple?" The white-haired old man sneered at Mo Shouxuan in his words, with an attitude of extreme disdain.

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Xia Tian said with a grin, "You fell for his trick thirty years ago, which fully proves that you are even dumber than him."

"Hahaha, young man, you are really quick-witted. What you said is not wrong." The white-haired old man did not mind Xia Tian's verbal offense. After laughing twice, he suddenly remembered something, "Oh, I am so sorry. I haven't asked the names of the three benefactors yet."

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Ning Ruirui raised her eyes to look at the white-haired old man, thinking to herself that the old man was indeed still a little unclear in his mind, and his speech was a little incoherent.

"Don't talk, let me introduce myself." Shi Chun held out his hands, interrupting Ning Ruirui and Xia Tian's conversation, and said with a smile: "My name is Shi Chun, Shi means stone, Chun means pure and flawless."

Then he pointed at Ning Ruirui and said, "This is Ning Ruirui, a world-famous sports star."

Then he pointed at Xia Tian: "He is my brother-in-law, Xia Tian, ​​the Xia of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the best sky in the world."

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"Okay, the introduction is over." Shi Chun clapped his hands with a smile, looking like he was waiting for praise.

Ning Ruirui and Xia Tian looked at each other and were speechless about Shi Chun's behavior.

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"So it's Miss Ning, Miss Shi, and Mr. Xia. I'm honored to meet you." The white-haired old man bowed to the three of them very respectfully, "Thank you very much again."

"Don't keep thanking me. It's a waste of time." Xia Tian yawned lazily. "If you have something to say, just say it. If not, we'll leave."

The white-haired old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia, don't worry, I really have something to tell you, and I would like to ask you to do me another favor."

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Xia Tian curled his lips and did not comment.

"Mr. Qiu, let's first talk about what's going on with Mo Shouxuan." Ning Ruirui couldn't help but ask at this time.

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"To talk about this person, we have to start from thirty years ago." The white-haired old man couldn't help but fall into memories when he heard Ning Ruirui's question. "You also know that Zhongnan Mountain has been a popular place for hermits to retreat from the world and practice since ancient times. When the number of people was the largest, there were nearly ten thousand hermits in the entire Zhongnan Mountain."

"Hermit, does it refer to a cultivator of immortality?" Shi Chun asked naively.

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The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Not necessarily. Hermits just want to live away from the world, away from the city, and live next to the mountains and the breeze. Cultivation is just a side job. After all, if there is really nothing to do, people will go crazy."

"But this Zhongnan Mountain doesn't seem to be very big. With tens of thousands of people living here, it's almost like a town." Shi Chun was still a little puzzled. "Add to that the tourism development, and it doesn't seem to be very quiet."

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"Yes, it is also because of these reasons that many people have left the mountain." The white-haired old man said with emotion: "But what really caused the hermits to drop to less than 5,000 people was the incident thirty years ago."

Ning Ruirui was curious and couldn't help asking, "What incident?"

"Thirty years ago, for some unknown reason, a strange madness suddenly spread among the hermits in the mountains." The white-haired old man frowned when he talked about this. It was obvious that he still couldn't let it go after thirty years. "The true energy in the body of the sick person will become uncontrollably violent. If it is not channeled, the meridians will burst and die within three days. At that time, I was quite famous in Zhongnan Mountain. Many hermits came to me, but I am not a good doctor. I can only help them channel their true energy and temporarily suppress the disease."

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"We haven't even talked about Mo Shouxuan yet." Shi Chun listened with great interest while expressing his own opinions. "Also, if you are sick, why don't you see a doctor?"

"I'm almost there." The white-haired old man chuckled twice and said calmly, "At that time, I did want to invite the three most famous doctors in the martial arts world to come, but the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo was in the Miao area in the southwest at that time, and distant water could not quench nearby fire."

"Ghost Doctor Zhang Mingtuo?" Shi Chun turned his head and looked at Xia Tian, ​​"Brother-in-law, isn't this your master?"

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The white-haired old man was surprised and suspicious: "You are the disciple of the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo?"

Xia Tian nodded: "Ghost Doctor Zhang Mingtuo is indeed my master."

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"It is true that a good teacher produces a good student." The white-haired old man said with emotion: "Just now I saw you use acupuncture to cure my madness. It is really superb and unparalleled."

Xia Tian casually said, "I learned that acupuncture technique by myself. It has nothing to do with the master."

"Mr. Xia is even better than his teacher." The white-haired old man couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"What happened next?" Ning Ruirui wanted to continue listening to the story and couldn't help asking.

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The white-haired old man also remembered that he had only said half of the story, so he continued: "Later, we had to find another famous doctor, but the Heavenly Doctor Xiao Yishou disappeared, so there was only one demon doctor Mo Wenyao left, and he happened to be in Chang'an City."

"Mo Wenyao?" Shi Chun heard the name and immediately asked, "What is his relationship with this Mo Shouxuan?"

The white-haired old man replied slowly, "We are grandfather and grandson. When the old Taoist found Mo Wenyao, he was already very ill, but he still agreed to see the patient on the condition that I must accept his grandson as my last disciple."

"No way, isn't he a demon doctor? How come he is dying of illness?" Shi Chun couldn't understand. "How can you still believe that he can cure your illness?"

"As the saying goes, a doctor can cure a disease but not himself." The white-haired old man said with a smile, "Moreover, Mo Wenyao's life span has come to an end, and he himself knows that there is no medicine to cure him. In order to cure the hermit's madness, the old Taoist agreed to his request. After that, he went to Mount Zhongnan and indeed cured the hermit's madness."

Ning Ruirui looked puzzled: "Since everything has been resolved, why are you still... "

"That's why Mo Wenyao is called the Demon Doctor." The white-haired old man said with regret, "The demon doctor was probably afraid that after his death, the old Taoist would break his promise, so he left a hidden danger in all the sick people. For those of us who have suffered from madness, we can only rely on the Mo family's unique secret medicine to ensure that the madness will not recur."

"This kind of person is not worthy of being a doctor." Xia Tian curled his lips in disdain. "My master said that as a doctor, you must treat the disease to the end. Grudges can be resolved after the disease is cured."

The white-haired old man said with regret: "For the past thirty years, those of us who have suffered from insanity have been threatened by Mo Shouxuan. If we don't obey, our medicine will be cut off. After that, the old Taoist decided not to be threatened by him, so he locked me in the backyard to prevent me from committing suicide."

"Then what exactly does Mo Shouxuan want to do?" Ning Ruirui was puzzled. "Mo Wenyao did something to you to save his life. But why did he control you for such a long time?"

"What else could it be for? Of course it's for immortality." The white-haired old man sighed three times in succession, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Xia Tian smiled and said, "It seems that you have all been fooled. The madness was undoubtedly caused by Mo Wen's medicine. The subsequent series of events were actually all for the purpose of achieving immortality."

The white-haired old man nodded: "Yes, I have such doubts in my heart, but now Mo Shouxuan is dead, and it is impossible to confirm it."

"Such a big thing cannot be controlled by Mo Shouxuan alone. There must be other forces behind him." Ning Ruirui thought for a while and made her own judgment, "Maybe this so-called Hidden Immortal Conference is caused by these people."

"You guessed right, but it's too late." At this time, a man appeared in the lobby and said with a sinister smile, "Because you are all going to die soon."