Chapter 1,256 Guigu Medical Sect
Yanjing City, in a simple courtyard.
An old man wearing Chinese tunic suit sat in a simple but extremely elegant tea room.
The teahouse adopts Chinese-style retro furnishings, with a long table, no chairs or stools, only futons.
The old man in Chinese tunic suit sat cross-legged on one side.
Sitting on the other side making tea was an old man with a thin face, long hair, and dressed as a Taoist priest.
The old man made tea very slowly, and his eyes were very focused. He kept staring at the tea set in his hand, as if he was worried that he would miss something if he blinked or was distracted for a moment.
The old man in Chinese tunic suit looked at the old man who was concentrating on making tea slowly, and his eyes were not anxious. On the contrary, there was a look of appreciation and enjoyment in his eyes. It seemed that watching the old man make tea slowly was a kind of enjoyment.
After about half an hour of fussing, the old man finally made a pot of tea.
As the old man opened the lid of the pot, the entire tea room was suddenly filled with a strong aroma, as if it had instantly transformed into a fairyland.
"Gu Gu is indeed the number one tea fairy in the world today. This tea-making skill is really unparalleled in the world! I'm afraid that even if Lu Yu is reborn, this technique may not be as good as Gu Gu's."
The old man in Mao suit looked intoxicated as he smelled the aroma spreading around the tea room, and couldn't help but admire it.
"Thank you sir."
Gu Gu smiled faintly and continued to slowly pour a cup of tea for the old man in Mao suit in front of him.
The old man in Mao suit couldn't wait to take the tea cup, and drank it all in one gulp, regardless of how hot the tea was.
Looking at the movements of the old man in tunic suit, Gu Gu couldn't help but shook his head.
However, he seemed to be used to such actions, so he wasn't surprised and didn't say anything.
"After drinking this ancient cup of tea, I feel like I have truly come back from my sleep."
The old man closed his eyes and was intoxicated for a long time before opening his eyes.
Gu Gu didn't say anything, and just continued to pour a cup of tea for the old man.
He believed that the old man in Chinese tunic came here today not just to drink a cup of tea from him, let alone to praise his tea skills.
He was waiting for the old man's main topic.
"Gu, I've been feeling very uneasy lately."
The old man in Chinese tunic did not impatiently pick up the teacup and drink it as he did just now, but spoke slowly.
"Why are you upset, sir?"
Gu Gu seemed to understand the source of the uneasiness of the old man in Mao Zedong suit. He smiled slightly and said, "Every matter of life and death is determined. No matter who he is, no matter what achievements he has made during his lifetime, and how glorious he is, he will eventually turn into a pile of yellow dust. !”
"The old saying is true, but...there are always people who don't understand such a simple law and are unwilling to accept it. Why are there always people who don't understand this law and are unwilling to abide by such a law? They always want to go against heaven! "
The old man in Chinese tunic suit is somewhat mysterious.
"unbelievable?"
Gu Gu disdainfully said, "Under this world, throughout the ages, there has never been a person who can resist heaven! Sir, have you ever heard of a truly immortal person?"
"Of course not, but... I heard that there was a long-lived person in ancient times who used a method that defied heaven and lived for nearly two hundred years."
The old man in Mao suit slowly expressed his worries.
He is not afraid that the other party will live forever, because no one in the world can live forever, but he is afraid that the other party will live to be two hundred years old!
In that case, if the other party is not dead, he may already be dead!
Not to mention two hundred years old, even if the other party survives for another thirty to fifty years, he may not be able to survive it.
"Sir, that was in ancient times. Today, the sky is scarce, the spiritual energy is thin, and the world is full of turbid air. It is difficult for a mortal to live for a hundred years. Even if you go against the will of heaven, you will not be able to live that long. "
Gu shook his head.
After finishing speaking, he simply said directly, "Sir, your worries are unnecessary. I have seen that man's condition. He is already seriously ill. Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que are reincarnated, there will be nothing they can do."
Although the old man in Chinese tunic suit never stated the identity of the other party, he knew very well who the other party was referring to.
"Ancient, back then..."
The old man in Chinese tunic said.
"Sir, back then, treasures of heaven, materials and earth were not so easy to come by. In today's world, if you use one of these treasures, you will lose one. Moreover, even if he finds treasures of heaven, materials and earth again, It can no longer be of any use, it is a treasure of heaven and earth, and anyone can only take it once."
Gu shook his head and interrupted the old man in tunic suit.
"He took away those three medicinal materials a few days ago. I heard that they have been collecting various rare medicinal materials from all over the country in the past few days, and even the stocks in the treasury have been moved away."
The old man in Chinese tunic said slowly.
"It's just a useless struggle!"
Gu Gu shook his head, with a look of disdain on his lips, "I have personally seen that man's condition. There is absolutely no way anyone in the world can treat him, not to mention these few herbs, even if they are rare in the world. It makes no sense to pile all the medicinal materials together! This is simply not something that can be replenished by medicinal materials."
"I heard that this young man is a descendant of a hidden medical sect? Is there any secret method?"
The old man in Mao suit was still a little uneasy.
"The inheritance of the hidden medical sect?"
A hint of ridicule and disdain appeared on the corner of the ancient mouth, and he sneered, "After experiencing the disaster that year, most of our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine families and sects have declined. Only a handful of people were lucky enough to escape overseas and escape the disaster. But Having lost the foundation of China, how much inheritance can be left by those who have hid overseas? Most outsiders think that Chinese traditional medicine has hidden sects and aristocratic families to look forward to, but in fact, they don’t know that these are just those traditional Chinese medicine doctors. It’s just a beautiful expectation from practitioners!”
"Even if this young man belongs to a certain sect and inheritance, what can he do? Can his inherited medical skills still be comparable to our Guigu sect? Back then, there were three sects of medical skills in the world, one was Yaowang Valley, and the other was The Shennong sect, one is my Guigu sect. The Yaowanggu and Shennong sects were too public at that time and disappeared in that catastrophe. Of the three major sects, only my Guigu sect is left. That is my Guigu sect, too. He suffered great damage during that catastrophe, and his inheritance was also damaged."
The ancient tone was full of disdain, "What's more, how much medical skills can he, a little kid under thirty years old, learn? It's just a name of a hidden inheritance. A few skills left by our ancestors are just showing off in front of laymen to scare people who don't understand. Why should you take them so seriously?"
"Ancient is right."
The smile on the face of the old man in Chinese tunic finally relaxed, "The medical skills of the world are respected by the Guigu sect. In terms of superb medical skills, who in the world today can compare to you? Even you, the ancients, can't do anything about it. , how can other people do anything? It’s just that I worry too much.”
After saying that, he raised the tea cup again and drank it all in one gulp. His face was full of intoxication, as if the cup of tea was not tea, but a fairy brew from the sky.