Turns out I'm a foreigner

How could the old man Mengji dare to act recklessly? If the immortal didn't want to see the Lord Hengtian and Hu Zhuo, wouldn't it be too bad?

"Can't you help me?"

Hengtian Holy Master asked, unwilling to give up.

It would be much better to let the old man Mengji help to introduce than his abrupt visit.

After all, the fact that old man Mengji can appear here shows that old man Mengji has been recognized by the immortal and has a relationship with the immortal.

"You look too high on me!"

The old man Mengji shook his head and said: "Since you have met Mr.... you should understand that it's not that I don't help, but that I can't help."

"Understood, I won't embarrass you, Mengji."

Lord Hengtian sighed, bid farewell to Hu Ji and the old man Mengji, and left this place.

He also understood the situation of the old man Mengji, and he really couldn't make decisions in front of such a fairy.

If it was him, he wouldn't dare to mess around.

When he came over earlier, he had a little bit of luck, thinking about asking the old man Mengji to help introduce him, but now, he has no such luck at all.

"What should I do, Holy Master?"

Hu Shi asked.

The old man Mengji didn't help to introduce, so are they going to visit the immortal directly?

But it would be a bit abrupt and not good to go directly to visit the immortal like this.

The key is that the immortals have not disclosed their identities. Now they are traveling in the world of mortals. If they go directly to visit the immortals like this, the immortals will be somewhat unhappy!

"What can we do? Just wait! Immortals have one thought, if they want to see us, we will see them naturally. If they don't want to see us, it's useless for us to look for them!"

Hengtian Holy Master said helplessly.

He doesn't have the guts to visit the immortal directly!

It’s okay if the immortals disclose their identities. If they don’t disclose their identities, they will take the initiative to visit them. They can’t guarantee whether the immortals are happy. Don’t put their lives in it again...

……

In the hall room, Li Jiudao had a good sleep.

He hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

When the weather gets hot, he will always be woken up by the heat...

He stretched himself, stood up from the rocking chair, looked at the beads on the tray, and liked it very much.

With this bead, he no longer has to worry about being woken up by heat or cold.

When he came to the small courtyard, he found that the courtyard was also very cool without a trace of heat.

"It's better to be a monk!"

He couldn't help but said in his heart.

The air conditioner can only be used indoors, but this bead can make the small courtyard so cool. This bead is much more powerful than the air conditioner.

In comparison, it is better to be a monk, who has more means.

"Sir, you are awake."

In the courtyard, the old man Mengji was cleaning and saw the immortal.

"By the way, sir, someone came to see you earlier, saying that they are from the Taihua Sect and Luoyun Sect, and their names are Weng Wuyou, Zhou Tong, and Lu Liang."

He went on to say: "They saw that the husband was sleeping, so they didn't bother him, saying that they would come to visit another day."

"Oh, Mr. Weng and the others are here."

Li Jiudao said.

He thought to himself, Weng Wuyou, Zhou Tong, Lu Liang are really polite and considerate enough, and they are polite enough not to disturb him when they came to see him sleeping.

The upbringing of the monks is very good!

He thought of Yun Gu again, Yun Gu was also so polite.

"Hey, I'm really sorry for Lao Yun to exchange such a precious orb with a painting. No, next time Lao Yun comes over again, I must treat Lao Yun well!"

he said in his heart.

He didn't know how powerful the bead was before, so he only gave Yun Gu a painting. Now that he knows how powerful this bead is, he suddenly felt very embarrassed...

But for a mortal like him, he didn't have any good way to thank the monk, he could only wait for Yun Gu to come again next time, and treat Yun Gu well.

It seems that Immortal has a good relationship with Weng Wuyou and the others.

The old man Mengji thought in his heart.

"Is Mr. Li at home?"

At this time, someone ran in hastily.

"Mr. Li, it's great that you are here!"

The man ran to the courtyard and saw Li Jiudao, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Li, save my son!"

"Don't worry, old man Zhao, take your time, what's wrong with your son?"

Li Jiudao knew this person, he was a blacksmith who forged iron in Qingshan City.

"Boss Wang of Luoyue City ordered a batch of ironware from me. After I finished it, I asked my son to send it over. Who knew that many monks suddenly appeared in Luoyue City, and these monks had a very bad temper. Luoyue City was full of random killings, and my son escaped from Luoyue City only after a narrow escape, and he was left breathing when he got home..."

The blacksmith cried while talking, and finally even knelt down for Li Jiudao, saying: "Mr. Li is a superb doctor, please save my son!"

"Uncle Zhao, don't do this!"

Li Jiudao hastily supported the blacksmith and prevented the blacksmith from kneeling down, saying, "Uncle Zhao wait for me, I will prepare the medicine and go with Uncle Zhao!"

After finishing speaking, he walked into a room, put the medicinal materials into a medicine box, picked up the medicine box, and followed Mr. Zhao to Mr. Zhao's home.

Soon, they came to Uncle Zhao's house.

Sure enough, it was the same as what Uncle Zhao said. Uncle Zhao's son was seriously injured all over his body, dying, and on the verge of death.

Li Jiudao hurriedly treated Uncle Zhao's son.

He stopped the bleeding first, and then applied medicinal materials to Uncle Zhao's son externally, and ground some medicinal materials for Uncle Zhao's son to take internally.

After he finished, Mr. Zhao's son's complexion obviously improved a lot.

"Old man, the injury has stabilized, as long as your son continues to take the medicine, he will be fine!"

Li Jiudao observed carefully, and after making sure that Uncle Zhao's son was fine, he said to Uncle Zhao.

He prepared a lot of medicinal materials for Mr. Zhao's son.

After eating these medicinal materials, Uncle Zhao's son's injury should be healed.

With such a serious injury, there is only one breath left, and this is him. If it were any other doctor, it would be impossible to cure him.

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

Uncle Zhao thanked Li Jiudao in tears.

Thanks to Mr. Li, if there is no Mr. Li, his son's life is destined to be gone!

"What happened in Luoyue City? Uncle Zhao, please tell me in detail."

Li Jiudao asked.

Luoyue City, this is a city a little far from Qingshan City, not smaller than Qingshan City, and there are many mortals living in it.

"Oh, Mr. Li doesn't know. Our Qingshan City is a little more peaceful now. I heard that other than our Qingshan City, other cities are very chaotic!"

Uncle Zhao sighed heavily, and said: "I don't know what's wrong, there are monks in many cities, and their tempers are not very good. If they disagree with each other, they will kill them all in the city. They don't take our mortal lives as their lives at all. look!"

He went on to say: "Luoyue City is not bad, I heard that several people in the city have been killed!"