I can sweep the heavens

The mountainous area in Northwest China is like a primitive area, with no roads, no cars, and few people.

Surrounded by mountains, there is a lonely thatched house.There are many herbs planted in the open space outside the thatched house, and the medicinal fragrance is overflowing.

There is not much space in the thatched cottage, only a bed and a desk, and the desk is full of books and all kinds of straw paper.

At this time, an old man with white beard and hair was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly and his face was peaceful.

A boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting by the bed.

"Xiao Xia, I really envy you. You can pass away peacefully after only living for 81 years." Fang Yu looked at the old man who had just passed away on the bed, and said to himself with a smile on his face.

"Oh, I'm miserable. I don't know how many years I have to live before I can grow up." Fang Yu sighed, there was pain in his eyes, and more helplessness.

It has been nearly 5000 years since he stepped into the path of cultivation.

During this long period of time, Fang Yu could not die, and his realm could not go any further.

After practicing for nearly 5000 years, he is still in the stage of refining Qi!

That's right, the Qi refining period!The most basic state of the road of cultivation!

According to strict standards, the Qi refining period can't even be regarded as a realm, but only a body refining period.

Only after the foundation is established can one truly step on the road of cultivating immortals.

But Fang Yu has been stuck in the stage of the Qi refining period, unable to move forward.

For thousands of years, he has swallowed tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment Pills, but it has no effect at all.

1000 years ago, Fang Yu's master comforted him, saying that it was because his spiritual roots were stronger than anyone else's, so he had to wait longer in Qi refining.

But 1000 years later, Fang Yu still couldn't break through to the foundation-building stage.

At this time, his master also felt that he had made a mistake. Fang Yu was actually just a mortal without spiritual roots?

But how can a mortal live for thousands of years without even showing signs of aging?

Later, Fang Yu's master succeeded in crossing the tribulation, ascended to immortality, and left the earth.

After that, no one cared about Fang Yu's realm.

As time goes by, the aura resources on the earth are getting thinner and thinner.

In today's earth, even if Fang Yu can break through the realm, he is doomed to be unable to overcome the catastrophe and become a fairy.

But Fang Yu never thought of becoming an immortal, he just wanted to break through this damn Qi refining period!

This is his obsession.

As of today, he has cultivated to the ninth thousand eight hundred and thirty second floor of the Qi refining period.As for ordinary monks, as long as they cultivate to the twelfth floor, they can break through to the foundation building stage.

Fang Yu felt a little depressed when he thought about cultivation.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at the scraps of paper on the desk filled with various prescriptions.

"If I knew you would become such a drug addict, I shouldn't have taught you medical skills back then!" Fang Yu shook his head slightly, helplessly.

According to Xiao Xia's last wish, he should organize these prescriptions and take them away.

Not long after he started tidying up, he heard some noisy footsteps. He immediately raised his head and looked in a direction outside the window of the thatched cottage.

Xiao Xia has already built thatched cottages in such a place, yet they can still be found?

Fang Yu frowned slightly.

After 10 minutes, a group of people came to the thatched cottage.

There were seven people in total, including two young men and women, an old man in a wheelchair, and four well-built men in suits and leather shoes, who looked like bodyguards at first glance.

Seeing the old man in the wheelchair exuding a dead air, Fang Yu knew that this group of people must have come to seek medical treatment.

"Xia Yaoshen, hello, my name is Tang Feng, we are from the Tang family in the south of the Yangtze River, and we would like to ask you to give it to me." The handsome young man stepped forward and said loudly.

Fang Yu pushed open the door and interrupted him.

"You guys are late, Xia Xiuzhi just passed away not long ago."

what! ?

The faces of all the people present changed.

Xia Xiuzhi, the god of medicine they were looking for, passed away! ?

"Why, how come?" Tang Feng's face was pale, and he stared blankly at Fang Yu.

In order to cure Mr. Tang's serious illness, they used the resources of the entire family and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find out the location of Xia Xiuzhi, the god of medicine who had been hiding from the world for nearly 20 years.

After going through untold hardships, they finally found the thatched cottage where Xia Xiuzhi lived. Unexpectedly, what they got was this news!

"How could it be such a coincidence? We just found out that something is wrong. Xia Yaoshen must not have passed away. He just avoided the world and didn't want to see us!" The delicate-looking young girl said excitedly with her eyes flushed.

"Yes! The God of Medicine must still be in the hut!" Tang Feng walked into the hut with hope in his eyes.

Then, he saw Xia Xiuzhi lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Tang Feng observed carefully and found that the old man on the bed was not breathing.

"Why, how could this be?" Tang Feng felt hopeless and lost all strength.

"I said, Xia Xiuzhi has passed away, you can go back." Fang Yu frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with Tang Feng's act of breaking into the cottage.

Tang Feng suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Fang Yu, and asked, "Are you an apprentice of the God of Medicine? You must have inherited the medical skills of the God of Medicine. You can cure our grandfather, as long as it can be cured, no matter how much We are willing to pay the money!"

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "I'm not his apprentice, I'm just an old friend of his."

In fact, strictly speaking, Fang Yu is Xia Xiuzhi's master.

Xia Xiuzhi, who was only 15 years old back then, embarked on the road of medicine under Fang Yu's guidance.Of course, there is no need to say these words, and no one will believe them.

However, even the old friend's statement seems strange.

Fang Yu looks less than 20 years old, and Xia Xiuzhi is over 80 years old, the two are not in the same age group at all, how can they be called old friends?

However, no one thought about it at this time, and the group was immersed in the despair of shattered hopes.

After hearing the news of Xia Xiuzhi's death, Mr. Tang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, completely lost his anger and his eyes were ashen.

God willing!His fate has come!No need to struggle anymore!

Seeing her grandfather like this, the young girl was very sad and could not stop crying.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, looked at Mr. Tang, and suddenly said: "You have lived for 73 years, you should have lived enough, why do you still want to live?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone was taken aback, wondering how Fang Yu knew Mr. Tang's age.

But when they heard what Fang Yu said later, their faces changed.

Enough to live?

Who in this world will live enough?

What does it mean! ?

provocative?ridicule?

"You bastard, what do you mean!?" Tang Feng's face was ashen, and he punched Fang Yu's chest.

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, but his body did not move.

"boom!"

Before Tang Feng's fist touched Fang Yu, he was hit by a huge force, and he flew backwards and fell to the ground.

The faces of the other people present changed greatly, and they were shocked.

It was obviously Tang Feng who punched, but the boy didn't even move, why did Tang Feng fall to the ground instead?

"Brother!" the beautiful girl screamed.

The four bodyguards came to their senses and immediately took a few steps forward, walking in front of Fang Yu.

"Don't do it!" Mr. Tang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, ordered in a hoarse voice.

The four bodyguards stopped immediately.

Tang Feng clutched his chest, got up from the ground, and looked at Fang Yu with horrified eyes.

"Little brother, we're sorry, what's your name?" Mr. Tang asked.

"Fang Yu." Fang Yu replied.

Mr. Tang nodded slightly, and said, "Just now, little brother, you asked me why I still want to live, and I can answer it."

"Because, I still want to continue to be with my family. I want to watch my grandchildren grow up, watch them start a family and start a business, and watch them give birth to offspring. Isn't that what people do? Watching from generation to generation." Mr. Tang said with a smile .

"Grandpa" heard the words of Mr. Tang, and the girl beside him cried even more sadly.

family

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

For him, family is a long time ago, but for mortals, family has always existed, generation after generation.

And the vast majority of mortals, who would not want to live longer?

"You are in the late stage of lung cancer, and you have less than three months to live. Enjoy the last period of your life." Fang Yu said, turned and went back to the thatched cottage, and closed the door.

The Tang family and the rest were stunned.

How did Fang Yu see at a glance that Mr. Tang had lung cancer?And just like what the doctors said, Mr. Tang only has less than three months to live?

He is indeed the apprentice of the God of Medicine!

After reacting, Tang Feng knocked on the door of the thatched cottage again, and shouted: "Mr. Fang, you must be the apprentice of the God of Medicine, right? Please treat my grandfather, we"

"Life is a matter of fate. Leave here immediately, or don't blame me for being rude." Fang Yu's calm voice came from inside the thatched cottage.

"The benevolence of the doctor, how could you refuse to save me?" Tang Feng said angrily.

"Feng'er, come back." Old Master Tang said.

"Grandpa!" Tang Feng's eyes were red, and he turned to look at Mr. Tang.

"Little brother is right. Life and death are destiny. God wants me to die. How can I not die? Let's go." Old Man Tang said.

"Little brother, I respect Mr. Xia very much. I didn't expect that Mr. Xia had passed away. Today, our arrival disturbed Mr. Xia. I am very sorry. I hope Mr. Xia's spirit in heaven will not blame him." Mr. Tang said sincerely.

After speaking, he greeted a group of people and turned to leave.

Although Tang Feng was not reconciled, since Mr. Tang ordered, he had no choice but to leave.

On the way back, no one said a word, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

Tang Feng noticed that the younger sister beside her was thoughtful, and asked with a frown, "Xiaorou, what are you thinking about?"

Tang Xiaorou frowned slightly, and murmured: "I always feel that this Fang Yu looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before."

"How is this possible? This is the first time we have come to the northwest region, how could you have met this Fang Yu?" Tang Feng said.

"That's right, but I really feel a little familiar." Tang Xiaorou rubbed her temples and said.

Tang Feng was in a bad mood, so he ignored Tang Xiaorou, thinking that she had admitted the wrong person.

However, after walking a few more steps, Tang Xiaorou suddenly stopped.

"I, I remembered, I saw him at school!"