"Follow me in." When he arrived in front of Engong Temple, Chang Jin slapped Xiaomu's palm, and then the scenery in front of the two changed.

When Xiaomu came to his senses, he realized that he was in a generous and tidy temple.

This is the shrine space opened by Chang Jin, so it is naturally not as shabby as the temple outside. The temple is more than ten feet tall, with blue bricks paved with giant trees as pillars, and a high platform in the middle, which is the main god.

It was Xiaomu's first time entering the Shinto space, his eyes were full of curiosity and he kept looking around.

"If you have nothing to do in the future, you will practice here. If you have something to do, you can travel on my behalf. I will give you a ray of incense and chant power..." Chang Jin ordered again. The believer asks a lot every day. If he solves everything himself, he will be exhausted.

With Xiaomu here, he can do many things for him.

In the divine space, Chang Jin's divine power is much stronger than before. With a finger, a ray of incense has fallen into Xiaomu's body.

The little guy was startled first, and then whimpered excitedly. He could feel that the power of incense is of great benefit to his own practice.

It's wonderful to say that after the incense power entered the body, Xiaomu rolled on the ground, and his originally hideous face completely changed. He looked like he was six or seven years old, with red lips and white teeth, a fat face, wearing a braid, wearing thick clothes and thick pants, and looked like he had popped out of a New Year picture, which was very cute.

This is what Xiaomu looks like. Luo Sanyan used Xiaomu to pretend to be a magical trick, which showed that the shape of this picture was not ferocious enough, so he deliberately used a secret method to make changes.

"No, not bad." Seeing Xiaomu recovering from his true nature, Chang Jin nodded with satisfaction and said, "I will pass on your method of ghost cultivation now..."

After the work was finished, Chang Jin took back his mind and stood up from the backyard.

As the appearance of the Engong Temple spread in nearby villages, more and more people came to burn incense. The incense mindfulness is related to the practice of Shinto, so ordinary gods attach great importance to this. Most of them only enter but not leave. Occasionally, they are just trying to continue to maintain their influence on believers.

Chang Jin did not rely solely on incense and spiritual power to practice. He naturally did not hesitate to the people’s desires at all. As long as the requirements were reasonable, he would satisfy them one by one.

In more than ten days, people burned incense incense in an endless stream, but their incense mind only increased by more than 10%.

However, over the past few days, he has expanded his divine realm to twenty or thirty miles away. Such divine realm can barely take any land priesthood.

The expansion of the divine realm so quickly is naturally due to the great seal condensing of the true text of the divine Tao.

There is nothing to do tonight. I often observe the divine realm at night. My divine thoughts move slightly, and a map appears in front of me. Villages, rivers, and mountains within a radius of dozens of miles appear on the map with the temple as the center.

He once served as a thoroughfare land. At that time, he used his spiritual sense to explore the divine realm. When he encountered a river, his spiritual sense would be rejected. That was because the Yin Si and the Water Vein Gods were not in charge of each other, so they could not sense it.

Now Chang Jin condenses the universal edict talisman, so it is naturally not affected. He can clearly sense a small river in the divine realm winding, and a trace of water veins and spiritual power flows into the temple of Engong.

But when he threw his spiritual sense to Wanshan Mansion not far away, a strong sense of repulsion immediately came, and it seemed that there were countless sharp blades in it, which pierced the spiritual sense and made it hurt.

Obviously, this is an offense to other gods and gods and is instinctively rejected.

"Wei Yuan, the new city god of Wanshan Mansion, I wonder where this person came from?" Chang Jin just learned two days ago that Ye Zong, the former city god of Wanshan Mansion, had been removed from his priesthood by Yuqingdao half a year ago and was sent to another place as land. Now, the city god of Wanshan Mansion has been replaced by Wei Yuan of unknown origin.

The Ye Zong people occupied the City God of Wanshan Prefecture for more than 20 years. Although they were not conscientious, they did not make any major mistakes. Now they have been arbitrarily deposed by Yuqingdao, and the madness of the Taoist Courtyard can be seen from this.

After the visit, Chang Jin condensed several more magical talismans and sent them to Xiaomu's hand, and then went to bed to meditate.

I inspected the Divine Realm at night, but I did nothing until the day.

After Chang Jin returned from the underworld, except for Wang Qinian's visits twice, he mostly studied at home and did not interact with other classmates in the past, and seemed to have nothing to do.

It’s not that he really does nothing, but his plan is not enough for outsiders.

It was hot in summer and after lunch, Chang Jin didn't want to stay in the study for a long time, so he sat alone under the big tree in the backyard to practice calligraphy.

As his realm improves, Chang Jin has been able to integrate his understanding of Taoism into the lines. Although he cannot achieve perfection and integration, he is considered to be his own.

After writing a poem, Chang Jin let out a long sigh and put down his brush.

"Yunsheng, are you done?" At this time, Bai Susu's voice sounded from a distance. She held a tray in her hand, and a white bowl was placed on it: "As you said, I made some sour plum soup in the kitchen, rest, and taste it?"

Both Chang Jin and Bai Susu are cultivators, so they are naturally not afraid of this hot summer day. Xiaoxiao is different from Xing Suer, and these days it has been called heat. According to the memories of later generations, Chang Jin asked them to boil some sour plum soup after meal to cool off the heat.

The sour plum soup is simple, it is nothing more than boiling some ingredients such as black plum, hawthorn, osmanthus, licorice, rock sugar, etc. in a pot, and then refrigerate it in an ice bucket.

There is no habit of storing ice at home, but with Bai Susu present, it is not difficult to condense some ice cubes.

Using spiritual power to make drinks to cool down is definitely awesome.

Chang Jin took the white bowl and took a beautiful mouthful. He suddenly felt a chill burst out from the tip of his tongue and swam quickly throughout his body. He couldn't help but exclaim: "It's cool."

Bai Susu picked up the copybook that the lover had just written and praised it: "Yunsheng, the words you wrote are getting more and more powerful. Within one stroke and one stroke, there are rivers, mountains and rivers hidden in it, and the spiritual energy and power naturally gather. This character, hanging at home, is more effective than ordinary Taoist talismans."

"This word is no different from Taoist talismans," Chang Jin explained with a smile: "Taoist talismans are just using the true text of immortal Tao to hide their own spiritual power in it."

When the realm reaches, the vision will naturally improve. In Chang Jin's view, the mysterious Taoist talisman in the eyes of others is nothing but an application of the laws of heaven and earth, and there is nothing magical.

After chatting for a few more words, Bai Susu remembered the important things: "Yunsheng, we have been at home these days and we are a little bored. In addition, there is no business at home now, and we have enough food for a long time. I discussed it with Abi, why don't you open the clinic again? What do you think?"

"Okay." Chang Jin did not have the machismo, and he didn't mind letting his woman show up in public. "Treatment and saving lives is a matter of merit, so why not? I can also take a consultation..."

There is also a saying in this world that "if you don't want to be a good minister, you are a good doctor." As a Confucian scholar, he mostly understands some basic medical principles. However, as a practitioner in the realm of earthly immortals, there is no difficulty in studying medicine, and he will definitely achieve rapid success.

Open a clinic and you can pass the time yourself.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly moved again, and the expression on his face changed a few times.

"Yunsheng, but what's wrong?"

"Su Su, I suddenly thought of something that is beneficial to the human world. If this matter is done, great merit will be reduced. This merit is incomparable even to the river god melon." At the end, Chang Jin's tone became very excited.

"Even the River God Melon is incomparable. What is it?" Bai Susu asked in surprise.

"Although there are many medical books circulating in the world today, they have their own shortcomings, and there are many fallacies, and some of them are even completely different. If Su Su is determined, she can learn from her strengths and weaknesses, remove the false and retain the truth, and write all the medical skills summarized by her predecessors into a medical book, so that doctors in the world can have some evidence of their practice of medicine."

"Writing medical books?" Bai Susu felt a little moved when she heard this, but she said confidently: "Yunsheng, I can't...How can I write medical books?"

"What's wrong? When I was in Huyang Prefecture, you called Doctor Bai. With Susu's medical skills, there is definitely no problem in writing medical books. Besides, we have time and cannot write them for ten years, so it will be fifty years. How about it? If this book is compiled, it will make up for humanity defects, benefit all ages, and save countless people."

That's right, what happened in Chang Jin's mind at this moment was the masterpiece "Compendium of Materia Medica" on the earth in his previous life. This book is more than fifty volumes, with a total of nearly two million words. It collects the great achievements of Chinese pharmacy and contains 18 kinds of drugs. It was compiled by Li Shizhen after more than 30 years of hard work.

After this book was published, it caused a huge response. People spread it everywhere and reprinted it, becoming a must-have book for doctors. Li Shizhen himself was also called the "Medical Saint".

However, in the previous life, there was no Taoist Dharma to show saints, and the Medical Saint was just a name. In this world, if a similar medical book was born, humanity would definitely bring great merit. Visions such as "the sky rains, the ghosts cry at night" were not impossible.

Bai Susu was originally a kind person in his heart, otherwise he would not have stolen treasury silver to buy grain and distributed it to the victims. Now he heard that writing such a medical book could save countless people, and he was immediately moved: "Yunsheng, can I really do it... Or just give it a try?"

As for great merits and other things, she didn't think much about it.

With Chang Jin's support, the clinic quickly opened. Xiaoxiao, a few stores facing the street in Chang's house, wanted to rent them out very early, but was rejected by Chang Jin and kept it empty.

Now it happens to be useful, so it is perfect to use it as a clinic.

Chang Jin originally wanted to name it "Bai's Pharmacy" according to the previous example. Bai Susu disagreed with anything and insisted on calling it "Chang's Pharmacy".

The name was just a trivial matter, and Chang Jin could not persuade her, so he had to write the four words "Chang's Pharmacy" and ordered people to make a plaque and hang it on the door.

It took only more than two years for Chang Jin and his sister to move to the county town, and few people knew each other. On the day the clinic opened, no one came to congratulate him except for neighbors and familiar classmates in the academy.

Bai Susu is temporarily in charge of the clinic, and A Bi takes action. In order to cause less trouble, Bai Susu transforms into a man like when she was in Huyang Mansion.

As for Chang Jin, he is temporarily in the learning stage.

At his speed, he had read several medical books at hand in a few days and kept them in his heart. What he lacked now is nothing more than practice.
Chapter completed!