Chapter 160: Seizing the Patent.
"Old man, what are you laughing at?"
"His illness cannot be cured. The more he continues to practice, the weaker his life will be. This illness does not come from the outside world, and no medicine can cure it!"
Lian Chengyue looked at Han Yan carefully for a while, and then asked, "Old senior, what disease does he have?"
"It's normal that you can't see it. The root bone meridians he uses now are not his own. This set of root bone meridians was transplanted from another person."
"Transplant?" Lian Chengyue asked, "Can the root bone meridians be transplanted?"
"Of course not! People have spiritual roots and meridians, as well as flesh and blood, and soul. This person originally had the spiritual roots of gold and water, but he forcibly transplanted the spiritual roots of fire and wood from others to practice. His flesh and blood soul belonging to gold and water cannot be harmonious with the roots and meridians belonging to fire and wood, so they will naturally attack each other. Even if his cultivation level is temporarily improved, what does it matter? The higher the cultivation level, the more intense the conflict between the two. This body is a battlefield. Sooner or later, he will become weak and die. And the one who kills him is himself!"
Lian Chengyue said: "I have never heard of such a method."
"This is a technique used by the evil cultivators of the ghost world, and it has been lost for a long time. It is said that the source of this method is a secret book from Spark Island." The Ringwraith said casually, "I never thought that someone would bring it back to the world today!"
"Spark Island?"
"It's just a destroyed sect." said the Ringwraith.
Lian Chengyue wrote down the name of this sect. Just as he first heard that his cousin Yang's family had an ancient relic of the gods, he felt a subtle shock in his heart at this moment.
The compartment was a bit stuffy. Lian Chengyue and Han Yan were talking as they walked and arrived at the corridor. He suppressed his annoyance and was about to continue to negotiate with Han Yanxu. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone outside the house.
The man stood in the bamboo forest, framed in the window frame. The garden emphasizes a new scene at every step, and the person is like a painting in the window.
It’s better to be clear and ignorant!
A light suddenly appeared in Lian Chengyue's dark eyes. He found that person was looking at him. Could it be...
"Could it be that Immortal Ning is here to see me?" he said to the Ringwraith.
The Ringwraith sneered: "That's hard to say."
Lian Chengyue: "Then Immortal Ning is here to persuade me to surrender."
Ringwraith: ...
Lian Chengyue: "He discovered my conspiracy, but did not expose me. Instead, he found me privately, talked to me in detail, and advised me to correct it. In fact, I think this development is very boring. If someone else did this, I would definitely find it boring. But someone as interesting as Ning Xianzun is willing to treat me in the most boring way. This shows that Ning Xianzun treats me specially."
...You'd better shut up.
Seeing Ning Mingmei walking towards them, Lian Chengyue wanted to vomit blood again. But he was a little hesitant, because he glanced to the side and found that Han Yan was also vomiting blood. If he also vomited blood, his position would overlap with Han Yan's, and it would be quite a theatrical effect.
Unfortunately, accidents always happen. Lian Chengyue heard Lian Xiao's voice behind him: "Brother Han Yan...Brother Han Yan, what's wrong with you?"
The girl screamed and reached out to help Han Yan. Han Yan grabbed her arm and said patiently, "It's not appropriate to make a big deal out of this..."
"But you are spitting blood..."
The other arm supported Han Yan's other side. Lian Xiao looked up and was startled by the face.
"you……"
"Master Han, you don't look well." Ning Mingmei looked at Han Yan who was supported by Duan Ying and smiled slightly, "My place is right next to you, why don't you rest here before leaving?"
Among the crowd, only Lian Chengyue looked at them: ...
"So you're not here to find me." He said to the Ringwraith, "Or maybe it's because I started vomiting blood too late. If I could vomit blood earlier than Han Yan, I could not only resolve this conversation faster, but also communicate with Immortal Ning."
Ringwraith: "Don't you think you've been talking too much lately?"
"You." At this moment, Ning Mingmei suddenly turned around, "Follow too."
After confirming that he was the nominated person, Lian Chengyue moved his facial muscles and put on a smile that he thought was most appropriate and very much like a flower in the world of immortal cultivation.
Not far away, Yang's cousin was standing in the corner.
The maid looked at her and felt that the young lady had been acting a little strange since this morning.
For example, now. She could have gone straight through the corridor and met them face to face. But she waited until the group of people left before following them with her handkerchief in hand.
…
Unlike Lao Shiqi and the others, this was the first time Duan Ying met Lian Chengyue. She asked him to sit down in the outer room, and she always felt that the handsome boy's smile was very strange.
After examining Han Yan and asking him questions, Ning Mingmei finally got a diagnosis from Gui Ruoxue and Wu Yun through DingTalk.
At the same time, Gui Ruoxue's anger was heard: "For the one hundred and eighty-seventh time! Don't come during lunch break! You threw a lot of unorganized materials at me! I have to observe, listen, ask and feel over the Internet and compile a case report to send to you!"
Ning Mingmei’s response: “What? Aren’t you postdocs supposed to be on call 24 hours a day? I’m hanging up. I’ll post it next time.”
Ning Mingmei once again felt that it was a good choice to let Yinbingge invent both email and DingTalk at the same time.
Gui Ruoxue also knew what Shi Ruzhuo knew. Compared with Shi Ruzhuo, an illiterate man who had not received any academic training, Gui Ruoxue demonstrated the academic superiority of a PI - while reporting and analyzing Han Yan's condition, he dug out more than a dozen relevant paper topics. Ning Mingmei was very generous. With a wave of his hand, he increased the number of topics to thirty-five and asked Gui Ruoxue and Wu Yun to complete them within two years.
"If you don't have time to finish it, you can give it to other people in Qingji Sect. For example, tell some disciples who have nothing to do but have a passion for scientific research and corresponding military strength that root bone immune response is a hot topic in the past five years and it is easy to publish papers. We will also hold a Xiangyang City conference here later, and the conference journal will also be considered a journal. If you want to publish a paper, quickly go to Xiangyang City to gather and conduct some friendly field surveys." Ning Mingmei taught earnestly, "If you don't know how to do it, let Ren Miao do it."
Ren Miao can do anything.
Ning Mingmei asked Ye Yufei and Old Twenty-Five to move around the city and find the family that had exchanged roots with Han Yan. The basis for finding this is also very simple: eighteen years ago, he became rich overnight.
Only in this way can they find the evil cultivator who used evil methods to perform surgery on the two of them, and only in this way can they find Wen Siheng.
If Ning Mingmei guessed correctly, this evil cultivator was closely related to the Lingfeng Sect. I'm afraid that over the years, the monsters and demons that the Lingfeng Sect has deployed around Xiangyang City are also inseparable from this person's help.
Time passes by every second. Han Yan said, "Master Ning Feng, if there is nothing else, I will go back first. The master's birthday banquet will start in an hour, I have to go back and wash up and get ready."
Somehow, Han Yan always felt that this person, although he hadn't mentioned a single word about the key points, was frightening in every way.
Especially the pair of transparent lenses, which made it seem as if they could see through all his thoughts.
Ning Mingmei said, "I forgot that my nephew has important things to do. My nephew is now the master's personal disciple, and he has many things to do. I guess he is highly valued, right?"
When he mentioned this, a tired smile appeared on Han Yan's pale face: "Fortunately, at least I don't have to bring shame to my family or my mother... That's enough."
Ning Mingmei said, "My nephew Han was born into an aristocratic family. I don't quite understand many of the rules of aristocratic families. Although I have never seen my own mother, I think that perhaps for many mothers, the temporary but fleeting glory of their children is not as precious as the long-term companionship of their children."
Han Yan shook his head gently: "But for aristocratic families, inheritance is the most important thing. Aristocratic families would rather have a dead genius than a living mediocre person."
"Whether one's aptitude is mediocre or outstanding is not determined by blood inheritance. The accumulation of a family should be based on practice and wisdom, not blood." Ning Mingmei said, "However, this is a good topic. I will let my disciples study the relationship between birth aptitude, spiritual roots, aptitude improvement, geographical location, weather and other factors."
Han Yan's eyes were slightly touched: "This is a really good topic. But to study something like this, it will take a lot of spirit stones and a long time, right?"
"Unfortunately, I was not born when the report came out. I won't live to see that day."
Han Yan left the room. Ning Mingmei sat by the window, catching the falling petals of late spring with the corner of his clothes. Ye Yufei reported through DingTalk at this moment: "Master Ning Feng, we found the one you mentioned."
"This family went out 18 years ago and came back saying they had made a fortune in business, but their eldest son has been suffering from minor illnesses ever since. Unfortunately, this family made a fortune but could not keep it. Within a few years, all the money they had was lost by the man gambling."
"Fortunately, the woman secretly saved some money and was able to raise several children. The deeds of this family are too famous, and everyone in the city knows about it. Twenty-five and I found them in the east of the city. This family has now become a large family, but they all live together. They live in a house that was built more than ten years ago, which is like a slum. Fortunately, one of the youngest sons is a promising student and passed the imperial examination a few days ago. We found their eldest son on the path down the mountain. He was carrying firewood down the mountain to make a living."
"The eldest son is now over 30 years old, but he looks tired and old. Old Twenty-Five was impulsive and asked him if he had ever sold his spiritual roots and if he had ever made a deal with the Han family. The eldest son was not good at speaking, so he finally told him everything. But..."
"Old Twenty-Five said at this time, we will find a way to get your spiritual root back, and blamed him for replacing his spiritual root in the first place. The man who had been silent all this time said these words."
"He asked us: But where did the money for my sister and brother's medical treatment come from? Where did the money for building a house for our family come from? Where did the money for sending them to school come from?"
"Besides, even if he hadn't replaced his spiritual roots, he wouldn't have had the money to cultivate immortality at that time. In the end, he would have held onto useless spiritual roots until his death, and wouldn't even be able to exchange them for a sum of money. It would be better to replace them so that he could still have some money."
"The second question he asked was: If you guys take my spiritual roots back, the Han family won't ask me to pay for them, right? Is there a saying that spiritual roots can be used up as new ones? Can this money be considered depreciation?"
After listening to Ye Yufei's reply, Ning Mingmei sat at the table for a very long time.
Until Duan Ying asked him: "Master Ning Feng, what should we do next?"
“Grab the patent.”
It is better to be ignorant of the truth.
"This patent for root bone transplantation technology is ours and must be ours. It will be firmly in our hands. Whether it is for profit or use."
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