Gods fight, mortals suffer.

Ye Yuan felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. The longer he entered the world of cultivation, the more Ye Yuan liked these ordinary mortals. Even if these people were so petty, they were simple and cute in Ye Yuan's opinion. There was no such intrigue, and there was no possibility that they would die and disappear in the next moment.

Previously, he felt the kind of favor left by a former soul witch. Ye Yuan's understanding of the four words "Soul witch" has become more and more profound, and he also understands in his heart that this is not just a simple power. He even began to wonder why the soul witches of all generations, such as those who can control the soul, still fell, and most of them were not accidental deaths.

Ye Yuan has always had such a guess, but it was just a little bit of clueless guess. The soul witches of all generations were annihilated by themselves, but they did not fall unexpectedly. The soul witches that grew up were the most bizarre representatives in the ancient times. Although most of the power can cause damage to the soul witch, only a very small number of existences can completely kill a soul witch.

Before he knew it, Ye Yuan subconsciously thought of this, wondering why he saw these ordinary civilians, who were so simple that people who made people feel sad, would think that things that seemed irrelevant could be directly linked together. Ye Yuan was confused, but he was also confused.

Suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, at this moment, Ye Yuan put away all the cruelty against the monks. People cannot always live in the cruel struggle of intrigue.

Walking to the old man, Ye Yuan directly inputted a wisp of life true energy into the old man's body without saying a word, and said, "Brother-in-law, if your injuries are not treated, you will die."

The old man was frightened, and he felt a sense of pain and worry that hurt Ye Yuan’s eyes, and said, “Brother, please go quickly. In the past, there were gods who had committed crimes, and they all survived by their own fate. You will let the gods hold you in this way. Old man, I have already stepped into the coffin with one foot. If I die, I will be treated as if I will not suffer.”

Ye Yuan had a stubborn face and had not said anything yet. Changsun Wuji walked forward with a complicated expression to comfort the old man. He said to the people around him: "My young master is a doctor in the cultivation world. Don't worry, this time it is not a Tianqing, but just an ordinary natural disaster. No one dares to cause trouble for our young master."

Changsun Wuji's heart was complicated. He didn't know why he could not see Ye Yuan's good thoughts in ordinary times. Even when he was treating those cultivators, Changsun Wuji could understand that the smile was different from what he is now. Only when he treated these simplest civilians could he truly feel the little bit of good thoughts in Ye Yuan.

It seems that the old man's face of Changsun Wuji can make these people believe it. When they hear Changsun Wuji's words, all the people around them knelt on the ground, and some people even burst into tears and began to cry and thank them. In the eyes of these people, those who can not be afraid of gods will naturally be gods. Now that there are gods to treat them, they must have forgiven them.

"There is an immortal who comes to save us, it's great..."

"It must be the gods who forgive us, so that there will be a kind-hearted god to save us..."

Ye Yuan, a soul witch who was alone and had no tribe to protect, couldn't help but think of the witchcraft left by his former soul witch, and at the same time, the deep affection that he was leading down.

Feeling the changing emotions in Changsun Wuji's heart, Ye Yuan's voice sounded in Changsun Wuji's mind: "Changsun, do you know why I like mortals?"

Changsun Wuji did not say anything, and Ye Yuan continued: "In the past, I treated mortals with illness and injuries, but only because only the mortals' wishes were the purest. Later, after wandering around the world of cultivation for so long, a little change was made, because only when I treated these simple mortals with illness and injuries, the other party would never have the idea of ​​stabbing me without hesitation if necessary."

Changsun Wuji was silent.

Ye Yuan said nothing. Most doctors in the cultivation world are actually not very good. Although the lifespan of doctors who practice medical skills exceeds that of cultivators of the same level, most doctors only have two outcomes. They die after exhaustion and fall unexpectedly, and even the latter is far higher than the former.

If there is a conflict of interest, even if you have recovered your skills and cured a monk before, the other party may kill the doctor in the next moment. Some monks will even be seriously injured and will not hesitate to stuff all kinds of spirit stones, materials, magic weapons, martial arts, and various benefits into the doctor's arms. However, after the treatment is done, they may kill them because they want to regain the medical expenses, and they will also kill people to silence them because they want to hide the news of their injuries.

Seeing Ye Yuan treating these mortals one by one, Changsun Wuji lost the idea of ​​continuing this topic. At this moment, he also felt that it was better to just relax and adjust his mentality.

Looking at the crowd, Changsun Wuji whispered: "My fellow villagers, my young master traveled to the doctor, but he couldn't break the rules of the doctor and did it in vain. Therefore, the medical expenses of a person are worth a penny, I hope you don't have to pay credit."

When everyone heard this, someone was displeased and said, "What are you saying about this brother? Ye Shenxian treats us. How can you do it if you only have a penny? Although our town suddenly suffered a disaster, we are not ungrateful people. We cannot let Ye Shenxian do our best in vain!"

Then an old man with white hair and hair stood up and looked at the more and more people. His old voice contained unquestionable will: "Everyone, Ye Shenxian is merciful and comes to save our lives. We don't have anything that Ye Shenxian needs. What does Ye Shenxian say? What we do is just one penny. Who dares to be ignorant of a penny? I am the first one to refuse him."

Then the father-in-law turned around and bowed to Ye Yuan, saying, "Ye Shenxian, you are compassionate. We have nothing good to do, so we can only do this. If Ye Shenxian doesn't dislike him, I'll invite Ye Shenxian to have a simple and simple meal later, wouldn't it be nice?"

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "My father-in-law is so serious. I am not a god, but a doctor. Today, I am just an ordinary doctor. However, if my father-in-law invites me, Ye is more respectful than obedient. White porridge and pickled vegetables, Ye only loves these two things."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Next, everyone queued up independently, and the seriously injured people were arranged in front, while the less injured people lined up independently. Ye Yuan divided a trace of the innate life true energy, and each strand was transformed into as many as 100 parts. However, even so, this trace was enough to completely heal the other party. Unlike treating monks, these life true energy was consumed one-sidedly without plundering.

The person who was still bleeding just now was intact after a few breaths. Everyone was screaming in surprise, but after ten, twenty, and one hundred, everyone became accustomed to it and decided that this was the means only gods had. It was normal for gods to have such means, so why bother to make a fuss?

Before everyone is treated, they will silently hand Changsun Wuji a copper coin.

Ye Yuan likes this feeling very much, very relaxed, and doesn't have to think about how to calculate, or does he have to think about whether this person will worship me in the blink of an eye, is he going to kill the person in front of me, and even the copper coins he obtained, and the wishes he carried on each copper coins, Ye Yuan can clearly sense it. Compared with the wishes that were so dim that they could hardly sense when he treated some monks before, it was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Before he knew it, Ye Yuan suddenly realized that only by treating and paying sincerely can you get greater rewards. The power of wishes on the copper coins you collected before cannot be compared with this power of wishes and is completely incomparable.

However, Ye Yuan understood that his pursuit was not a great doctor. At this stage of practicing medicine, it was just to collect copper coins, or to collect copper coins, the purest trace of the will that accompanied the patient after being cured.

The goal I pursue is the ultimate of the soul witch, and he walked out a path that was completely different from that of the soul witches of all generations, or it was no longer a path that was pure soul witches, and finally annihilated without exception. This is Ye Yuan’s goal.

Ye Yuan chuckled and said to himself: "However, it will not affect my current actions. Only with the most sincere efforts will I get the purest and most powerful will I do."

After spending half a day, Ye Yuan treated thousands of residents in the town. Whether those who were injured or those who were lucky enough to be uninjured, they all asked Ye Yuan to treat them in a pilgrimage manner, but Ye Yuan without exception gave him a trace of true energy of life.

As the sky became darker, Ye Yuan held a porcelain bowl and sucked the white porridge in his mouth. He ate pickles from a wok with oil. After eating it with relish, he unknowingly found that feeling.

Next to him, a dirty child saw Ye Yuan eating white porridge so deliciously, and drooled. Ye Yuan laughed in silence, handed the bowl to the child and said, "Eat it."

The adult next to him immediately scolded the child: "This naughty child..."

Ye Yuan waved his hand and called the child to him. The child drooled and said, "Brother God, do you really give me food?"

Ye Yuan nodded with a smile, and the child couldn't wait to pick up the bowl, grinning his teeth when he was scalded, but he still couldn't stop eating it. Ye Yuan sighed in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

Although he believed that as a human being, he had to have the last bit of kindness and innocence, he did not want to become a kind person.

Suddenly, Changsun Wuji behind him shouted in a deep voice, and milky white airflows appeared in the air. The next moment, a stream of light was sank into the milky white mist.

Then, as soon as the void was grabbed, a letter appeared in Changsun Wuji's hands, and wrote: "Doctor Ye personally told me."
Chapter completed!