Chapter 822: No Disease, Jade Ointment
The old man was dumbfounded. Before he could react, Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand and infected him and his three disciples with the disease.
The old man was surprised and asked, "What are you doing?"
Gong Mengbi said, "Sir, just give it a try and you'll know."
The old man was originally a living person, but now he is dead, and his perception of the disease has also changed. Although this perception is not exactly the same as that of the fox, it is somewhat similar.
After trying to comprehend it, he immediately understood Gong Mengbi's plan - this was indeed a shortcut. Fox cultivation requires internal and external symmetry. On one side are the mysteries of the changes in heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and on the other side are the essence of the seven orifices, five internal organs and six bowels.
Now that the disease has invaded, he can immediately and most intuitively feel the trick. The more the old man thinks about it, the clearer it becomes. He said with high spirits, "So that's how it is."
"Everyone, come and learn from me some medical principles and dialectics."
Gong Mengbi smiled slightly, knowing that from now on he would not encounter any difficulties in the night classes of medical skills. The only difficulty was that he could not follow it every time. This method of dialectical diagnosis of disease and qi required the assistance of someone who could use the disease and qi.
Who can cast sick energy? Gong Mengbi naturally thought of the old man who was tortured in the underworld.
When he entered the underworld again, he saw the ghost god as tall as a mountain sitting cross-legged in the black river. Thousands of ghosts were entwined on the ghost god, constantly gnawing and biting his body.
His ghostly body was gnawed to shreds, revealing rotting flesh and pitch-black bones. The ghosts, ignorant and insensible, filled only with boundless greed and hunger, devoured the Juliu tribe's ghost king before being quickly poisoned to death by the disease, only to be resurrected again.
There is more than one person being punished here; the executioner and the punished are one and the same.
The spiritual practice of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was also constantly disappearing in this cycle. The sick ghosts and gods he created through his practice were buried in a stone altar and sank under the Black River.
There was an old woman in the Black River who was rowing a small boat to salvage the stone altars, but she always pulled up many floating corpses, ghosts, and monsters. She had to bury these monsters in the land outside the Black River before salvaging the stone altars.
Every time a stone altar is broken and every time a sick ghost is killed, the punishment of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe will be accelerated.
Gong Mengbi stepped on the mountain-like ghost and landed on his huge arm. At his feet was a hungry ghost gnawing on the joints of the Juliu Ghost King.
When the hungry ghost saw Gong Mengbi, he hurriedly dodged and changed his position to avoid being hurt by the power of this immortal.
"Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, wake up." Gong Mengbi called out.
Two dim lights slowly lit up on the top of the mountain.
With a splash, the old woman fishing for jars in the Black River dropped her bamboo pole into the water. She looked in the direction of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe and called out in a low voice, "My Lord."
Although they were both in Heichuan and could see each other, there was a natural barrier between them and no one could get close to the other.
The old woman was silent for a moment, then picked up the bamboo pole and stirred it in the water, trying to stir up some splashes and create some ripples.
The two dim lights glanced into the distance, and across the endless black river water, they exchanged glances with the old woman.
The dim light fell on Gong Mengbi again, and an extremely tired voice rang out: "Tianhu, why are you here?"
Gong Mengbi said, "I am teaching the younger generation medical skills, and I need someone to perform medical techniques and assist in diagnosis. Therefore, I would like to ask if you are willing to sacrifice a little of your soul to help me."
"You want me, a sick ghost, to help you practice medicine?" The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe fell silent.
But after a moment, he added, "If it can help, just take it."
The flesh in front of Gong Mengbi was squirming, and a tumor grew out of his arm, growing against the wind. When it grew to the same height as Gong Mengbi, the tumor was torn open by a hand, and a young man covered in blood came out.
"Greetings, my lord." When the young man saw Gong Mengbin, he bowed his head and prostrated himself on the ground.
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "It's a relief that the Ghost King can see through it."
"I am just a prisoner, I dare not claim to be a king. Tianhu, how long has it been outside?"
Gong Mengbi shook his head and did not answer.
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe said, "I understand. I respectfully bid you farewell, Sky Fox. If there is anything else I can help you with, please let me know."
The world between yin and yang was in chaos, and the scale of time was not unique. Gong Mengbi didn't know how many years the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe had been punished here, and he didn't want to ask too much and let him find loopholes.
The eyes of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe were extinguished again. The ghosts continued to tear his flesh and blood. In just a moment, he turned into an empty skeleton.
But soon, those dead hungry ghosts came back to life, and the flesh and blood they had gnawed on were reborn, and the breath of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe also weakened a little.
A new cycle begins.
The newly sick ghost created by the ghost king of the Juliu tribe was confused and naive. Seeing Gong Mengbi wearing clothes, he also pulled the cold wind and transformed it into a piece of clothes.
"My Lord, where are we going?"
Gong Mengbi tapped a seal between his brows and said, "Follow me to the human world."
"What's your name?"
"My father didn't give me a name."
"Then you should call yourself Wubing."
Wubing accepted the name and followed Gong Mengbi, passing through the endless darkness, heading towards the light to the world of the living, and appeared in the fox house.
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe did not leave many of his own things on Wubing, so neither Yue Fu nor Gong Mengbi would give him the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
If Wubing carries too many marks of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, he will also become a stone jar at the bottom of the Heichuan River.
Wubing is just a sick ghost god incarnated from the soul of the ghost king of the Julu tribe. He is similar to the fat ghost and cannot be regarded as the incarnation of the ghost king of the Julu tribe.
The chubby lamplighter emerged from behind the lampstand, looked at Wu Bing, and asked in surprise, "Who are you? Why do I feel like I've seen you before?"
Wu Bing looked at the fat ghost and said, "I feel familiar with you too."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "Yugao, then you can take him out for a walk. You are his elder brother, so you should teach him about human affairs."
The lamplighter smiled so hard that his eyes disappeared. He said, "I am your elder brother. Come with me."
He took Wubing out the door and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ten days later, I will teach medicine in my dream again, and it will be useful when you are healthy.
Whether it was the old gentleman or Wubing, this was all due to the privileges that Gong Mengbi had fought for with Gongcao Sima Panguan. Since he was going to work for the Yue Mansion, the Yue Mansion would naturally be responsible for training and providing support.
This was not something Gong Mengbi obtained by doing favors, but a convenience written into the contract.
Three days ago, the Lord of the Mansion approved Gong Mengbi's proposal and agreed to include the rural fox god in the Yue Mansion's assessment system. He also agreed that in the future, if any alien creatures are recruited, they can be dealt with according to this example.
As a price, they all have to shoulder some of the Yue Mansion's responsibilities, abide by the Yue Mansion's rules, and be supervised by the Yue Mansion.
Gong Mengbi was very satisfied and even felt that being summoned by the Lord for questioning was worth it.
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