Company sanatorium.
This is where injured company operators recuperate. It has the best medical conditions in all of China, as well as medicines that are not available in other hospitals.
The reincarnated body of Master Feixing was transferred here, received the highest standard of medical care, and continued to take various elixirs.
The purpose is to make him recover as soon as possible.
Master Feixing was lying on a hospital bed, and a master of alchemy was examining him.
Alchemy and medicine are inseparable, and the master of alchemy is also the master of medicine. It's just that the medical art in the cultivation world is more like academic compared to modern medical skills.
"Senior Qingxuan, you can't continue to take the elixir. Reincarnation may only take a moment, but the recovery of the soul often takes a while. The specific time varies from person to person. The higher the level of Taoism, the faster it will be. This fellow Taoist's Taoism is obviously not at the point where he can be revived in one reincarnation."
If it reaches that level, the alchemy master believes that he should call him senior.
Among the reincarnated ones, the majority are at the Nascent Soul level. The reason why there seem to be so many powerful people in the God Transformation level and Saint Kings is because only people of this level can stir up the world. Others can be dealt with by companies and immortal gates.
It is impossible to have a huge impact on society.
Qingxuan asked: "How long will it take for him to recover in his current condition?"
"this……"
The alchemy master pondered for a long time, carefully examining the other party's spiritual state, and the answer he finally gave was still somewhat uncertain.
"At least one year, at most three years. Normally, the reincarnation of a Nascent Soul requires one or two years to recover, and this fellow Taoist's reincarnation is a vegetable, so it may take even longer."
"Can you speed it up?"
"You can speed up recovery by taking pills that can strengthen your spirit, but this will damage your foundation and there may be other side effects."
Qing Xuan immediately made a decision and ordered: "Feed him the elixir immediately. Just make sure he doesn't die."
"As for the foundation, I will ask the immortal to solve it when the time comes."
He would wait for three months at most. If it would take at least three years to get results, Qingxuan would rather search the soul directly.
If Feixing Zhenren was not from the Immortal Palace, one of the best among the best, Qingxuan would probably not even bother to discuss it, let alone consider the other party's foundation and life.
Because this matter is of great importance.
Everything seems calm now, but you never know when the sky will suddenly fall apart.
In his previous life, due to the catastrophe, Qingxuan always raced against time to deal with unknown crises, and could not afford any hesitation. If the human race had a few more years, there wouldn't be so many sacrifices.
He didn't want to fall into the same pit again in this life as he did in his previous life.
"Junior will do his best."
The alchemy master had no choice but to nod, hoping that this fellow Taoist would not bear a grudge against him after he revived.
One month later.
In the spacious and bright ward, a vegetative patient who had been sleeping for many years slowly opened his eyes. The next second, severe pain made him frown.
It felt as if the soul was about to burst.
Someone fed me a large amount of soul-strengthening pills, causing my soul to become abnormally weak and on the verge of bursting.
He made this judgment and then looked around, his eyes full of confusion.
The soft snow-white bed, the strange architectural style, the copper wires in the surrounding walls constantly have thunder flowing through them, the iron lumps beside the ears keep making sounds, and the lines on them are synchronized with one's heart.
Where is this?
As soon as this doubt arose, countless memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind, causing him to fall into a coma again.
Modern, Shenzhou, technology...
My name is Wang Hongchao, I’m 25 years old, I have both parents, I have an ordinary bachelor’s degree, and after graduation I’ve been working in a small company, with an annual salary of only 100,000 yuan.
One day I seemed to have a car accident
The life of the mortal Wang Hongchao flashed by, and the twenty years of memory were almost buried in the thousands of years in an instant.
His Taoist name was Feixing. He practiced Changchun Gong and entered the path of immortality. He achieved the golden elixir, entered the Nascent Soul stage, and established the Feixian Sect.
I am the Chief of the Shipping Department under the Immortal, in charge of the Nine Heavens Sky. Wherever the shuttle goes, it is the human world.
(End of this chapter)
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