Chapter 281 - 281 183 Farming Together
Chapter 281 - 281 183 Farming Together
?Chapter 281: Chapter 183: Farming Together Chapter 281: Chapter 183: Farming Together Zhang Ping’an naturally took the Rat Taoist’s words as accurate.
After drinking a cup of spirit wine diluted with water,
Zhang Ping’an’s efficiency in digesting the spirit wine soared, coupled with the dense spiritual energy of the Bone Burying Ground.
He didn’t even need Su Ping’s help on the side.
In just two hours, Zhang Ping’an felt as if he had been reborn.
He had officially stepped into the extraordinary realm!
Of course, this was just Zhang Ping’an feeling good about himself.
In Su Ping’s eyes, he had only just started Qi Refining; with his good inherent conditions, he was somewhat better than President Huang and the others after they had started cultivation.
However, in Pot Cave Heaven, he was still not a match for the Spirit Summoning Civet cat.
Su Ping gave Zhang Ping’an a small wooden box containing a pill that could alleviate Old Master Zhang’s serious condition.
Then Su Ping let Zhang Ping’an leave the Pot Cave Heaven and told him to contact President Huang and the others and then fly over by plane.
This made Zhang Ping’an slightly regretful; he had thought that after becoming a registered disciple, he would have the chance to experience flying through the sky with the Rat Taoist.
Yet he still had to take a plane, honestly.
Of course, because of President Huang and the others, there was no shortage of flights between Nepal’s Gad City and the Eastern Ancient Country.
Even every day there are fast shuttles temporarily added to the flights to meet the needs of the wealthy.
Naturally, Zhang Ping’an first went home, and then made a trip to the hospital afterward.
The doctors and nurses, as well as the others secretly observing, were all shocked to find that Old Master Zhang, previously gravely ill,
was now rosily-cheeked, using a walking stick, and walked out of the hospital room accompanied by Zhang Ping’an!
And before the family could complete the formalities for discharge, he had been taken by helicopter back to the old house in the countryside to prepare to enjoy his last days.
Zhang Ping’an, borrowing the mouth of the old master, informed the other visitors of the news.
It was the pill given by the Rat Taoist of the Bone Burying Ground.
It could not prolong life nor cure illness; it merely significantly improved the old master’s quality of life for his last year or two.
That’s what was said, whether people believed it or not was their own problem.
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