Cheng Yaojin left with the desolation of failure. He had lost to Su Li, and moreover on his own territory. Cheng Yaojin did not have the face to continue staying here.
Su Li saw that Cheng Yaojin did not ask him to stay, so he left as well.
He still had important things to do.
With Sun Simiao's erratic whereabouts, it was basically like looking for a needle in a haystack to find him again in this ancient era where transportation was not developed.
What he was going to do next required Sun Simiao's help.
Nowadays, Daoism was separated and each had their own orthodoxy. In addition, this group of people was more immortal than the last. Every day, they were either cultivating or on the road to cultivating. It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to unite these Taoist priests.
Sun Simiao was already over 90 years old this year, and he was already considered a long-lived star.
He was considered one of the most senior Daoists so far, and every orthodoxy had to respectfully address him as Martial Uncle when they saw him.
What he wanted to do, only Sun Simiao's reputation could help him.
It couldn't be helped. After all, the local sects were disappointing and busy cultivating every day, so much so that they couldn't even deal with a foreign religion. They even allowed the foreign religion to tyrannize over their own land.
Buddhism originated from India, but India eventually completely destroyed Buddhism. It was a religion that could not survive in its birthplace. He would turn the world upside down just by changing places?
After leaving the military camp, Su Li walked towards the outskirts.
Sun Simiao was a Taoist priest and a doctor. He traveled the world and had no fixed residence. He also treated patients and saved people.
Since Sun Simiao had come to Chang 'an, he naturally would not enter the city to enjoy the prosperity of Chang' an.
Sun Simiao was currently staying in a small village on the outskirts of Chang 'an.
However, this small village looked a little lively today.
A few days ago, because of the ban on traveling due to the smallflower, the Taoist priests around Chang 'an had not come to pay their respects. Now that the smallflower had been eliminated and the ban was over, the Taoist priests around also came to pay their respects to Sun Simiao one after another.
Sun Simiao was already in his nineties this year. At this age, even an ordinary old man would view him as an auspicious omen, let alone a Daoist priest.
Even Li Er did not dare to anger an old man of his age.
Moreover, Sun Simiao was a Daoist. Compared to the current Daoist sect, most of them were one or two generations younger than Sun Simiao, and there were even a few who were three generations younger.
Taoism naturally paid attention to seniority. No matter where such an old man came, as long as there was news, he would definitely come to pay his respects.
Even Li Er had come to visit Sun Simiao personally, let alone these Taoist priests.
Sun Simiao didn't disturb the Daoists who came to visit him in an endless stream, and only took his pulse and treated his illness.
Some Taoist priests who knew the art of Qihuang could not bear to see Sun Simiao tired, so they simply helped him treat the disease.
However, Sun Simiao would usually observe and give pointers if there was something wrong with the technique.
Sun Simiao did not answer a single question about the Dao.
Sun Simiao naturally noticed Su Li's arrival. He raised his head and smiled, saying,"Little friend, why are you here today?”
Su Li smiled and said,"Why must Priest Sun be so tired? The free medical consultation of the royal doctors would patrol Chang 'an every half a month and open the clinic.”
Sun Simiao shook his head and said,"Since we're here, we naturally have to treat the sick and save the people."”
In truth, Su Li absolutely could not reach Sun Simiao's level.
Strangely, it seemed that all the famous doctors in China had surprisingly good characters.
Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao, Zhang Zhongjing…
Doctors should first cultivate virtue!
Although sectarianism hindered the progress of medical skills in a certain sense, it also made the doctors of this era more pure.
They really just wanted to treat the sick and save people.
"How long are you going to treat the patient?”Su Li smiled and asked a patient who had come to see him.
"There's no disease in the world!" Sun Simiao replied with a smile.
"In the past thousands of years, who has come here?”Su Li asked.
Sun Simiao frowned slightly and said,""Therefore, this old man will use his life to trample on it!"
Su Li only felt a white halo of light appear above Sun Simiao's head, and a seven-colored layer of light covering his body.
Such a state of mind was truly too high. Even if Su Li could not reach it, just hearing such words in person would still give people goosebumps.
"The world is not free of diseases, but everyone has a cure.”
Su Li smiled and said,"Daoist Priest, are you willing to listen to this brat?”
Sun Simiao's eyes flashed with interest as he smiled and said,""Young friend, please go ahead…"
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