On the 23rd year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, one day, on the top of Mount Tai.

The ink clouds rolled in the sky, gradually forming an extremely huge vortex, and from the depths of the vortex, they kept spewing out silver dragon-like lightning.

The thunder roared and the earth shook, and the scene was like the day before tomorrow.

A young man in white was standing on the top of the mountain, looking up at the huge vortex that seemed to be able to swallow everything, and his face looked uncontrollable with excitement.

"Haha... I have been practicing hard for five hundred years, and this day has finally arrived. Either you can become an immortal, or both your body and spirit will be destroyed!"

Without hesitation, the young man ticked his toes and flew towards the vortex.

As the flight grew higher and higher, the young man gradually turned into a small white dot...

Suddenly, the lightning that kept spitting seemed to have found a target and slashed towards the young man together.

"War the Heavenly Armor!" the young man shouted.

Buzz! With a buzzing sound, the young man's whole body was suddenly wrapped in a layer of golden light.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Lightning bolts containing the power of heaven slashed hard on the young man's golden light shield, but he still flew towards the vortex with great determination.

"If I pass this disaster, I will be an immortal in heaven and will be immortal!"

Success seems to be getting closer...

boom!

Suddenly, a lightning bolt like a giant pillar thrust over, and the layer of golden light covering the young man's body instantly disintegrated like a piece of paper, and his flesh and blood body was immediately exposed to the rumbling power of the sky.

The young man vomited several mouthfuls of blood, his face full of incredible doubts, his eyes widened and looked at another lightning bolt that was bombarding himself.

"Why is this happening?!"

"With the medical treatment, I have not saved the world, and I have been given a hundred thousand merits to ask about the immortals!" A vast sound like the yellow bell and the big ones came from the vortex.

“Merit?!”

boom!

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In 2014 AD, in front of a house in Suzhou City, Yuedong Province, China... Aiwei Neighborhood Committee.

"Haha, the last time I committed suicide, which one did I play this time?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the best in the world, this pretending is completely beyond the pace of the five masters!"

"Beyond the hair, is this typical schizophrenia good?"

"But you can't say that his brush is pretty, he's flying and phoenix dances!"

"Tsk! Please write it!"

"If the minor illness is not cured, the suspicion is not cured, the evil ones will not cure it." A cute little loli in her teens pointed her chin with her chubby index finger, and carefully read the "Three Untreatment" stuck on the wall word by word.

Then he raised his little head and continued to read the brand new wooden sign hanging on the lintel: "The No. 1 Clinic in the World."

"Wow! Brother Fang is a doctor?" The little loli said innocently.

"Mengmeng, let's go." A young woman with a beautiful appearance and plump figure beside the little loli urged with a calm face.

"No, I want to go in and ask Brother Xiao Fang!" The little loli acted coquettishly.

"Let's go!" The young woman pulled the little loli away without saying a word. After walking for a few steps, she couldn't help but look back at the sign of the "No. 1 clinic in the world", shook her head and sighed.

"Oh... I'm just like this at such a young age, just a love-breaking person, is that?"

At this time, a young man with a pale face and thin as a slime rod came out of the "No. 1 clinic in the world" and said to the young woman: "That... Director Li, I have something to tell you!"

The young woman frowned: "Fang Hong, what's wrong with you?"

The young man named Fang Hong said seriously: "I just discovered that Ai's heart has a serious hidden disease. If he is not treated in time, he may..."

"Stop!" The young woman couldn't help but get angry, and a pair of people on her chest were rising and falling. If it weren't for her identity as the director of the neighborhood committee, she would have really scolded her for being crazy.

You're just getting nervous, why did you curse my daughter having a heart disease? It's simply outrageous!

"Mom, why are you scolding Brother Xiao Fang?" The little loli seemed to have a good impression of the young man and asked the young woman with some dissatisfaction.

"Shut up too!" The young woman's pretty face turned pale, and she picked up her daughter and left quickly.

"Are you wrong?" The young man touched his chin unhappily, and a hint of pride that surpassed all living beings naturally appeared on his pale face.

"I remember back then, I don't know how many people came here just to ask me to prescribe a prescription. I may not pay attention to you. You little girl is so ungrateful. If I hadn't seen your daughter cute, I wouldn't have reduced my identity like this!"

He turned around and went back to the house, and continued to stroking his Samsung phone to watch "The Buddha is the Tao".

If someone is next to you at this time, you may be surprised or teased again, because this guy is reading novels and is just flipping the novels. His index finger is stroking the screen at an extremely fast speed, page after page, without stopping for half a second. What can you tell in this way?

But I didn't know that in just one minute, this novel of more than 2 million words had been fully loaded into his mind. Whether he recited it along or in the opposite direction, he would guarantee that he would not miss a word.

This is unscientific? It is naturally true for ordinary people, but it is really not worth mentioning for a person who has the peak soul of entering the saint!

"Haha!" Fang Hong slapped the table and laughed: "Dream into the gods, dream into the gods, can you deceive the people in the world, but can you deceive me there? You are definitely like me, a cultivator who has traveled through time!"

After feeling emotion, the past comes to my mind one by one...

More than a thousand years ago, he was a peak monk in the holy realm who entered the Tao with medicine. He practiced hard for five hundred years. As long as he survived the nine heavenly thunder tribulation, he could be ranked as an immortal!

Unfortunately, he failed to overcome the tribulation and his body was bombarded with smoke. Fortunately, a lonely soul left him traveling to a miserable young man who had just hanged himself for love.

Then he was discovered, sent to the hospital, rescued, and even received a newspaper... and then it became a joke for people in the nearby area after dinner!

Three days ago, the "No. 1 Clinic in the World" was officially launched, and he once again became a hot topic in this area. Everyone unanimously recognized:

This kid is crazy, completely crazy! At this point in life, it would be better to die at that time!

...

Suddenly, the ringtone of the cell phone rang, which scared Fang Hong, who was thinking. He had just traveled for a few days and was not used to this thing that could sound at any time.

Press the call key a little clumsyly: "Hey?"

A soft voice sounded over there: "Xiao Fang, it's me, Director Li."

Fang Hong was a little surprised. Did this woman change her mind?

Director Li said carefully: "That... Xiao Fang, I'm sorry, Sister Li has been a little upset recently, so she has a bad temper. Are you free now? Sister Li wants to talk to you..."

Fang Hong was impatient: "Don't talk nonsense, bring Mengmeng here now, I promise to cure her. If it's too late, it will be dangerous!"

"You..." Director Li felt an unknown fire on the other side and blurted out: "Fuck! My daughter is very healthy! I do a physical examination for her every year! At least, it is much healthier than you!"

beep……

"Are you making a mistake? Good intentions are not rewarded..." Fang Hong shook his head and continued to strode his phone.

To be honest, he has little interest in this world that is known as highly civilized but actually lively. This is the only hobby now.

Novels of this era, especially fantasy and cultivation novels, the protagonists in the book are all awesome, and they kill gods and Buddhas, which is quite immersive!

Director Li on the other side had a faint frown at this time, and his slender fingers gently tapped the desk: "Fang Hong's illness seems to be getting worse and worse, and he has no father or mother. As the director of the neighborhood committee, I cannot sit idly by. Should I send him to a mental hospital? But that is afraid that it will affect his future and a headache..."

At this time, the phone on the desktop rang, and Director Li's face changed drastically when he saw it.

Press the switch button and said coldly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah..." The other party yawned long and said lazily: "Qingyu, do you still need to say anything?"

Director Li said angrily: "I only gave you one thousand yuan last week. I want it so quickly? I will never give it to you!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter, it's okay, oh, I suddenly missed our cute family..."

"Hao Dashan, you, you dare!"

"Haha, what's the point of not daring to me for a bad life?"

After a while of ideological struggle, Director Li had to swallow his anger in the end: "I'll give you another thousand yuan, but you have to make sure you stay away from Mengmeng!"

"Haha, I'm just conscious of it now. Thank you. By the way, you don't have a man around you now. Are you very lonely? Do you want me to help you..."

Li Qingyu was angry and ashamed and hung up the phone angrily.

Li Qingyu sat on the office chair exhausted and rubbed her temples on both sides with her fingers.

Scum, devil! When will this kind of life be over?

The world's number one medical clinic.

Time passes by constantly reading novels with your phone, and the sunset is over. The day is almost over...

"Are you wrong?" Doctor Fang, who had been very calm, finally became uneasy: "It's been three days, but no patient has come to the door. Have they all given up the treatment?"

The worst thing is, if this continues, how can I earn merit?

When he failed to overcome the tribulation, his body was destroyed by the thunder of the sky, he suddenly heard a vast sound like a big bell.

"With the medical treatment, I have not saved the world, and I have been given a hundred thousand merits to ask about the immortals!"

He instantly realized that it was not enough to successfully overcome the tribulation, but to rely on strong cultivation alone, and to have a certain accumulation of merit, otherwise God would not agree!

Facts confirmed his conjecture. While successfully traveling through time, a black merit monument appeared in the depths of his soul, with the words "Two Baishousings" on it.
To be continued...