Nandou Mountain is the highest mountain in the capital, and naturally the coldest mountain after winter. The north wind outside the house is blowing, like the roar of a mandrill.
Inside the house, Prince Jin, wearing several layers of thick cotton clothes, curled up on the ground and shivered. Although his whole body was sweating, his body was as cold as ice. His originally handsome face was now pale and he looked neither human nor ghost, half dead. Several guards held down his limbs tightly to prevent him from hurting himself while struggling. The little emperor stood by and looked at him, his eyes already soaked with tears.
"Master Lin, please save him, please save him!" The young man knelt down as he spoke, and everyone in the hall knelt down as well.
Only Lin Dan was still standing in front of the table, carefully washing a set of gold needles. She did not answer the boy's words. After preparing the treatment tools, she reached out and prepared to take off Prince Jin's shoes. Prince Jin was almost losing consciousness from the cold, but he suddenly retracted his feet and whispered "No". He didn't want Lin Dan to see his incomplete body.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here and you'll be fine." Lin Dan comforted him gently, making promises over and over again.
The struggling Prince Jin gradually became quiet. Although his eyes were corroded by the cold and he could not see anything, he still raised his head and tried his best to find the direction where Lin Dan was. Lin Dan held one of his hands and patted it gently. She waited until he was completely relaxed before taking off his shoes. Then she saw his mutilated feet.
Prince Jin struggled again, but heard Lin Dan's gentle smile: "Is this the wound you got from the battle in the Northern Wilderness? For this country, you sacrificed your life and shed your blood. This is not a disability, but proof of being a hero."
Prince Jin's heart, which was frozen to the point of bursting, suddenly felt a surge of warmth.
Lin Dan held up his feet without disdain and said slowly: "It is said that cold starts from the feet, and this is true. What I have to do now is to open the Yongquan acupoint on the bottom of your feet to force out the cold air in your body, and then use the fire pill to replenish your Yuan Yang. This is a long process, but I can guarantee that after this winter, you will be cured."
Prince Jin listened attentively to her words, and even without anyone suppressing him, he regained his composure. This was the first time in history that he had done so. The little emperor knelt beside him and looked at him, with infinite hope in his heart.
As soon as Lin Dan finished speaking, he bent his index finger and used his knuckles to fiercely tap the Yongquan acupoint on Prince Jin's left foot, then quickly said, "Golden Needle!"
The well-trained Xu Miaomiao immediately handed over a golden needle, not daring to delay at all.
Lin Dan pierced the acupoint that had been knocked red by her, and then pierced the sole of her right foot in the same way. Then, she stuffed a fiery red pill into Prince Jin's mouth, and pressed her palm, which contained internal strength, against his abdomen to quickly melt the medicine.
The so-called fire pill, as the name suggests, is a kind of pill with yang as strong as fire. For healthy people, its effect is comparable to that of a deadly poison. It can instantly trigger the yang fire in the body, causing the user's internal organs to explode and die. However, for someone like Prince Jin who was deeply poisoned by the cold, the fire pill was a life-saving medicine. Soon after he swallowed it, it ignited a fire in his abdomen, causing every cell in his body to burn. He seemed to have fallen from an ice hole into a fire pit, and felt his entire body filled with scorching flames.
"I'm hot." Prince Jin said in a low voice.
"If you feel hot, take off a piece of clothing." Lin Dan still kept his palm on his abdomen.
"Uncle, what did you say?" the little emperor asked in disbelief.
"I said I'm hot!" Prince Jin stopped struggling and twitching, and no longer groaned in pain. Instead of groaning, he turned his head to look at the little emperor, smiling broadly, "I seem to be sweating."
The little emperor quickly took a towel to wipe his sweat, then touched his hands and said in horror: "It's really hot! It's hot!" His eyes were wide open, as if he had encountered something extremely incredible.
The guards who were responsible for suppressing Prince Jin also felt the burning heat in their palms and couldn't help showing expressions of horror. It is said that Immortal Lin’s elixir can bring the dead back to life. Today, they finally saw it. Those rumors are not exaggerated at all, they are all true!
Lin Dan withdrew her hand, but Prince Jin grabbed her wrist tightly again.
"The medicinal power of the fire pill has all evaporated. Now I have to force out the cold poison for you. Don't be afraid, it's okay." Lin Dan stroked his forehead with a soft voice.
Prince Jin then reluctantly let her go and followed her figure with hazy eyes. She rolled up his trouser legs and used her palms full of inner strength to massage his various acupoints. Before she knew it, she was sweating profusely, which showed that this process was not easy for her.
The little emperor watched her intently as she rescued his uncle, and then exclaimed. The blood vessels in Prince Jin's legs suddenly burst, and they pulsated in beats and beats, as if some living thing inside was eager to crawl out. Lin Dan's pressure was the signal to guide them to vent. After a while, a lot of purple-black blood flowed out of Prince Jin's Yongquanxue. The blood was extremely thick and solidified as soon as it fell into the copper basin. After a while, it was covered with a layer of frost, which looked very scary.
The little emperor exclaimed again, and said in fear: "Is this the cold poison? No wonder the emperor's uncle suffers so much every time he gets sick!"
Lin Dan whispered, "After being attacked by the power of the fire pill, the cold poison can no longer stay in his body. It has to find a way to expel it. He has been poisoned for a long time, and it will take 49 days to expel it."
The little emperor nodded repeatedly and saluted again and again: "Thank you, Immortal Lin, thank you! If it weren't for you, I don't know how much suffering my uncle would have endured." He turned his head and wiped his red eyes with his sleeve.
The purple blood flowed for half an hour before it stopped. Lin Dan applied some plaster on the soles of Prince Jin's feet to prevent infection, and then had him carried down to take a bath. A quarter of an hour later, he was carefully carried by the guards to the bed which had already been warmed.
Lin Dan left quietly, leaving only the little emperor sitting in front of the bed, carefully tucking in the corners of his quilt.
Prince Jin looked at the ceiling with a relaxed look, touched the thick quilt, and sighed, "It's so warm."
The little emperor immediately put his hand back, and when he touched his warm skin, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. It’s so nice, the emperor’s uncle’s hands have never been so warm! ——
Ten years later, a ragged woman led a pale and skinny boy into the capital. They walked cautiously on the busy streets, and would hide in dark alleys if they spotted passing officials.
"Mom, I'm hungry!" The boy tugged at the corner of the woman's clothes.
"Please bear with it for a while. I'll find you something to eat later." The woman said in a low voice.
"Okay." The boy nodded obediently, obviously he had already gotten used to this kind of life of displacement, hunger and cold.
The two hid in the dark alley for a long time, and only slipped out tremblingly after the officers had gone completely far away. However, they saw that the road ahead was full of people and there was a lot of noise. The woman shrank back like a frightened bird, but suddenly froze, and saw that the person surrounded by the crowd was an eighteen-year-old. The nine-year-old girl’s appearance could only be described as pretty, but her temperament was as gentle as water, making people happy upon seeing her.
Behind her was a black-covered carriage, with two handsome Taoist priests standing on the shaft, shouting, "Everyone, step back, step back, be careful not to be run over by the wheels. My master has refined enough pills for everyone, don't worry!"
The originally excited people immediately retreated in an orderly manner, looking at the girl with fanatical and awe-inspiring eyes. The girl took packets of pills from her two junior brothers and distributed them to everyone, with a faint smile on her face all the time.
The woman looked at the girl, her expression changing from happy to sad. Her son tugged at her sleeve and asked curiously, "Mom, who is she and what is she doing?"
The person standing next to the mother and son said with reverence, "You are from outside the city, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't not even recognize the eldest disciple of Nan Dou Zhenren. A few days ago, a fever suddenly broke out in the capital, and many people died of high fever, but the cause was never found. Seeing the capital full of mourning and white flags everywhere, the emperor personally climbed Nan Dou Mountain and begged Nan Dou Zhenren to come out of seclusion to save the world."
The boy had heard about the deeds of Nan Dou Zhenren, and his eyes immediately lit up: "Is the Nan Dou Zhenren you are talking about the living immortal?"
"Yes! As soon as she came out of seclusion, the fever that was spreading wildly was brought under control. Guess what, it turned out that the fever was caused by a kind of flea, and the root of the disease can be eliminated by killing the fleas. Master Nan Dou also developed antipyretic drugs and anti-malaria pills. After taking the antipyretic drugs, the fever can be cured immediately. If you place the anti-malaria pills somewhere in the house, they can drive away the fleas."
"Wow, Master Nandou is so amazing!"
"Is that so? As long as Master Nan Dou is willing to help, there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved. Oh, it's coming to us, hurry up, let's move forward!" The man pulled the woman and the child to squeeze forward. The woman was very reluctant and was about to hide backwards, but she saw the girl stretch out her hand and hand her a packet of medicine.
The woman picked up the call as if possessed by a spirit. In a trance, the girl's face overlapped with the timid face from her previous life. It turns out that as long as she followed her mother, Xu Miaomiao could live such a good life. She was high above and respected by others, like a god. As for her, she was in a miserable state, homeless, and lived a life worse than that of a beggar.
The woman hugged the medicine tightly in her arms, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes unconsciously. The man who had just spoken to her bumped her shoulder and whispered, "I see you two seem to be in great need of help. How about this, you give me the medicine and I'll pay you two taels of silver?"
The woman subconsciously held the medicine bag tightly, reluctant to sell it, but when she saw her son's eager eyes, she had to compromise: "Okay, I'll sell the medicine to you." She thought she would live a good life in her second life, but it turned out that she still had to rely on her mother's gift to survive. ——
Lin Dan lived in Nandou Mountain for more than 40 years. After Prince Jin passed away, he bid farewell to his disciples and traveled around. More than thirty years later, she suddenly felt something and returned to the capital again, entering into a state of meditation in the Sanqing Hall. The young emperor had passed away, and his son, the new emperor who had just ascended the throne, had to come to Nandou Mountain in person to pay a visit at the urging of court officials.
Nan Dou Zhenren was not yet born when he left the capital, so he did not have much awe for this legendary immortal, and did not think that her deeds were true. However, when he entered the main hall and saw the person sitting on the cushion, he was stunned and had no idea how to react.
In a blink of an eye, more than seventy years have passed. This person should be over a hundred years old, but her face is still as young as the painting left by Prince Jin, without any trace of time.
"She, is she true or false?" The new emperor's voice trembled slightly.
The Taoist priests kneeling around Lin Dan said with tears in their eyes: "Your Majesty, our master has passed away."
"Dead?" The new emperor frowned, feeling that this was a scam. As soon as he arrived, the man died. Could it be a fake? What the hell is going on at Xuanqing Temple? Do you think their prestige is not enough and want to create another miracle?
The new emperor was very dissatisfied, but he could not show it due to the reputation of Xuanqing Temple, so he had to hold his nose and hold a state funeral for the Immortal Lin. The 49-day funeral was over. Lin Dan looked the same as when he died. It was clearly midsummer, but his body showed no signs of decay.
The new emperor came to pay his respects to her body every day. The disdain and suspicion in his heart gradually dissipated, and finally turned into deep awe. The soul has gone, but the body remains intact. Has Master Lin attained enlightenment?
When Lin Dan opened his eyes again, he found himself flying in the sky, holding a shining magic sword in his hand, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable sadness and anger. The overwhelming murderous intent pulled her forward, and the target of her sword was actually a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her robes were tattered, and she seemed to be seriously injured.
From the exclamations and scoldings of the bystanders, it is not difficult to judge that these injuries were caused by Lin Dan.
This scene is so familiar and yet so strange. It seems like I have experienced it before, but it also seems like I have been away from it for a long time. At this moment, many memories kept pouring out of Lin Dan's mind, bitter, sweet, happy, angry, a thousand flavors, a myriad of emotions...
In a trance, she felt the spirit sword in her hand humming, then it grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her body downwards. The sword she stabbed at the girl inevitably deflected, and was followed by a fierce palm strike accompanied by a blazing wind.
She flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. The spirit sword in her hand continued to hum and tremble, as if trying to break free from her control and fly towards the man who attacked her. The man floated down from midair, pulled the seriously injured girl behind him, pointed the sharp tip of his sword at Lin Dan, and said coldly: "I have already warned you, don't touch her!"
The sword in the man's hand was a pair with the sword in Lin Dan's hand, but they were slightly different in size and weight. The two swords trembled slightly and resonated, as if they were about to merge together.
Lin Dan immediately reached out and held down the spiritual sword that was about to fly towards the man. The people standing around watching the fight gathered around, asking one after another whether the girl was seriously injured, but no one cared about Lin Dan's safety, and some even stared at her with angry eyes that dared not speak.
Lin Dan took out a bottle of pills from the Qiankun Ring and swallowed them, suppressing the surging spiritual power in his body. Then he walked away with the sword in his hand without answering the man's words or even looking at him twice. Everyone who thought she would be hysterical and make a big fuss was stunned when they saw her upright back.
The man held the girl with one hand and held the spirit sword with the other, his brows furrowed.
Lin Dan followed his memory and returned to his cave, set up restrictions, and called out in his mind: "System, are you still there?"
My mind is quiet and there is no echo.
Lin Dan's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and then he revealed a relaxed smile. The system really disappeared, that was good. She didn't want to go back to the controlled and imprisoned life. Even if she returned to the last world before completing the mission, she could still be herself.
At first, she thought she had attained enlightenment, so she chose to overcome the tribulation. However, after experiencing so many worlds and regaining her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as well as her seven emotions and six desires, she discovered that even if the ladder to heaven had not been broken, she would not be able to ascend, because the infinite Dao heart she had comprehended was not perfect, but just a prototype. Such a fragile heart was not enough to block the nine-day thunder for her.
The so-called Wuji means endless, the infinity of Tao, the infinity of mind, and the infinity of Dharma. She abandoned all joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, cut off all emotions, and confined herself to a cold framework. That was not Wuji, but the confinement of the heart. She didn't dare to love, nor did she dare to hate, and she couldn't let go, so she resorted to self-destruction to end it all.
However, she was lucky. When she pushed herself into a desperate situation, she forgot everything and learned again how to love, hate, take and let go. Her mind was free, and her understanding of the Tao was natural, which was why she frequently fell into a state of seclusion in the last small world.
Love if you want to love, hate if you want to hate, and when it’s time to let go, you can let go cleanly and let it go... Lin Dan looked up at the void with a faint smile on her lips. At the same time, she set up several restrictions in the cave to isolate it from the outside world, and then condensed all her cultivation and spiritual power into a knife, stabbed it into her abdomen, and directly split the round golden pill into two halves.
Blood gushed out from the corners of her mouth. The pain of her golden elixir shattering was almost equivalent to her soul being torn apart, but she seemed to be unaware of it. Not only did she not frown, but even the smile on her lips did not change. After breaking a perfect golden elixir, she manipulated the knife condensed from spiritual energy, drew a line of blood along her spine, and slowly pulled out the sword bone that she had cultivated with great difficulty.
The spirit sword placed beside her seemed to sense something and finally stopped searching for the aura of the spirit sword, but instead let out a wail towards Lin Dan.
It flew around Lin Dan continuously, trying to stop the knife made of spiritual energy, but it was helpless. Although Lin Dan had wasted her golden elixir, her Dao heart was instantly perfected, so the little spiritual energy left in this world could be used by her. No matter how many times the spirit sword breaks the spirit knife into pieces, it will still pop out the next moment and continue to peel off the sword bones.
After a while, a bloody jade-colored spine was placed in front of Lin Dan, but she didn't even look at it. She held the magic sword and said softly: "I know you have been dissatisfied with me for a long time. From now on, you should find a satisfactory master for yourself." After she finished speaking, she waved her finger and forced out the blood from her heart that had been integrated into the sword body, and collected it in a treasure bottle.
The spirit sword had already developed intelligence, and its grade would not decrease after losing its heart blood. It just severed its connection with Lin Dan. From now on, it is free and will no longer be used by this woman to attack its master's lover. But for some reason, it didn't feel any joy at all.
It lay quietly in Lin Dan's hand, its brilliant light completely retracted, as if it had turned into an ordinary iron sword. But Lin Dan knew that when its grade reached the Heavenly Rank, it would automatically force out her heart blood and flow into the arms of that woman. It might even suddenly turn against her on the battlefield and pierce her heart.
At that time, she couldn't get the love she wanted, and couldn't control her hatred. She could only vent, attack, and hurt again and again. She originally thought that being ruthless and loveless was the only way to be liberated, but in the end she discovered that letting everything go with the wind and giving herself freedom was the best choice.
The ladder to heaven in this world has been broken, and the way of heaven is becoming weaker and weaker. It is unknown whether she will be able to leave alive in the future. But it doesn’t matter, as long as your heart is free, it doesn’t matter where you are. Now she has given up her cultivation, her sword bone, and her twin treasures, and just wants to walk her own path.
Thinking of this, Lin Dan couldn't help but chuckle, then took out a pill of Dahuan Dan and swallowed it, letting all his thoughts sink into darkness. The magic sword trembled after she entered into meditation, and then made a low sound, and it was unclear whether it was crying or laughing.
At the same time, the man who was treating the girl's wound felt a pain in his heart and almost knocked over the medicine bottle in his hand.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" the girl asked timidly.
"It's nothing, just take a good rest." The man handed a few bottles of precious pills to the girl, then hurriedly left the courtyard regardless of her attempts to keep him, and headed towards the hilltop where Lin Dan was, but was blocked by several restrictions. Feeling that these restrictions could block the spying of the powerful ones in the fusion stage, the man's brows became more and more furrowed, and he finally took out a crane-shaped sound transmission talisman and sent it into the cave.
Several disciples who passed by the cave gathered around and said dissatisfiedly, "Big Brother, you don't have to pay attention to Sister Lin. She has gone too far this time. Junior Sister has just entered the mountain gate and her cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage. She insisted on competing with Junior Sister. Isn't this bullying the weak? We in Xuanji Sect have never had such a trend! In addition, she also slandered Junior Sister for having the blood of the demon clan and deliberately concealing her cultivation. Junior Sister was brought back by the sect master himself. Can her cultivation and bloodline be hidden from the sect master? Big Brother, don't you think Senior Sister Lin is too much? Don't pay attention to her. Leave her alone for a few days and let her reflect on herself."
The man listened in silence and did not nod. He was also very dissatisfied with Lin Dan's behavior today, and had planned to ask her out to give her a good warning. But now, for some reason, his heart was beating rapidly, pulling at his nerves, causing waves of dull pain.
An extremely ominous feeling rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but call out with his spiritual sense: "001, help me call Lin Dan's system."
After a moment, a mechanized voice sounded in his mind: "Host, Lin Dan's system has not responded. It seems to have lost contact with me."
"Impossible, no system can escape your surveillance. Try calling it again." The man frowned, feeling anxious.
After a while, the system replied: "Host, Lin Dan's system is really out of my call range. According to my analysis, there are two situations: one, her system crashed; two, she was unbound from the system."
"Impossible. If the system crashes, she will die. Besides, her points are not enough to be unbound from the system." The man said firmly.
Just at this moment, the crane-shaped sound transmission talisman was forced out by numerous restrictions and fell to the ground motionless. This was the first time that Lin Dan did not respond to a man, as if she suddenly disappeared from his world. The man stared at the sound transmission talisman, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.
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