The man who looked like a man almost weakened his legs when he heard this, and he knelt down: "Doctor Wang is good, and he wants to save my son no matter what. I have only this one in my family. He also points to the inheritance of the family line and inherit the incense.

You are the number one miracle doctor in our Lingxu County. If you can’t cure my son, who else can cure it?”

The Doctor Wang looked embarrassed and said, "I can only try it! I will prescribe the medicine later to see if it is useful."

This so-called disease of thirst is that I eat too much fatty, sweet and delicious food, and the nutrient essence is not conducive to transportation and transformation... I am really not sure."

He had already smelled the smell of rotten apples in the breath of the boy on the bed. He was already terminally ill and could die at any time. How dare he make a promise?

But at this moment, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly jumped out and said lightly: "Just diabetes... Uh, I can cure diabetes!"

The sudden sound scared everyone in the room. Seeing that there was a Taoist suddenly appearing in the room, it was all inexplicable.

However, the official reacted quickly, and with a click, he knelt on the ground and cried: "If this Taoist priest can save my child, I would like to give him thousands of taels of silver as a reward!"

Zheng Xiaoming chuckled and said, "This is not necessary! But your child is destined to be with me, so he must practice and learn Taoism with me!"

The official looked puzzled and said, "But my family only has such a son, and I have the inheritance of incense and family business. I can't just become a monk like this!"

Zheng Xiaoming said lightly: "I, Cuiweishan, can't help getting married!"

The official immediately made up his mind and said a few good words: "Since that's the case, everything depends on the Taoist priest!"

When he thought that Zheng Xiaoming could enter his home without realizing it, he thought that he was not an ordinary person, but he should have some skills!

Seeing the official's support, Zheng Xiaoming was quite happy and walked up and slapped the fat boy in the chest with a palm.

With his current cultivation level, let alone curing diseases and saving people, even life and death, flesh and bones can be achieved.

After this palm, a little innate aura turned around in his body, and the unconscious boy suddenly woke up.

Zheng Xiaoming smiled slightly and said, "Okay! It's no big deal anymore, at least I can't die. But I'll give you some test and pass on you a set of martial arts. If you can achieve it, you should be able to completely cure this diabetes by yourself and give you half a year.

If you can practice it yourself, I will come to you when the time comes!"

As he said that, his figure swayed, a golden light turned around, and he showed a magical power in front of the person and disappeared.

When the official and Master Wang and Master Wang met, they immediately realized that they had met a god. They knelt down and thanked him ecstatically.

"Congratulations to Mr. Sun, congratulations to Mr. Sun. The son has a connection with immortality, which is really enviable!" The doctor Wang said.

After hearing this, Mr. Sun nodded repeatedly, thinking that he must force his own bastard to practice that skill no matter what. Never miss this immortal fate.

By the way, when did the immortal just now pass on the martial arts to me?

The little fat man who sat up from the bed looked confused. Damn, I just got up to sleep, why did I meet a god?

Something is wrong, who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

No matter how he looks, he looks like ancient times! He is wearing ancient costumes, wooden furniture, and houses. Damn it seems that I have traveled through time!

Damn, I just met a god when I traveled through time!

Damn, then am I the son of destiny and the son of luck!

Madan, I have to practice the skills I passed on to me anyway. Sooner or later, I will practice the magical skills, and then go out to kill people and grab treasures, and find more than a hundred wives. Hahaha...

But he didn't mention how happy and excited the little fat man was at this time. Even Zheng Xiaoming looked strange, but he didn't expect that he just wanted to accept a few disciples, so why did he meet another time traveler, and it was a soul-piercing person.

By the way, time travelers these days are too valuable, right?

At that time and space administration or something else is still in charge?

Oh, this is the territory of the Immortal Dao and the God of Heaven. The Time and Space Administration cannot manage it? Then it will be fine.

Zheng Xiaoming complained in his heart, but in fact, he had guessed the same reason for this situation.

If he expected it would be good, there would be more and more time travelers in the future.

There is nothing else, because this is a time when this world is changing violently.

Whether the great catastrophe of the end of the world can be restored, everything is at this time. If it can be restored, then when time and space change drastically, various mistakes will become more and more.

Naturally, more time travelers will appear in this world...

But there is no value for too much!

Because Cao Zixuan was the first, he occupied a large amount of the remaining luck in this world and suddenly turned into the son of luck.

The fat man named Sun just now traveled a little late, but if he could meet himself, he would probably have some soup to drink, which would still occupy some of his remaining luck.

But later time travelers will have less and less luck. They will probably become the most popular ones later!

However, he was touched by this apprentice first, so he could also take a sip of the soup first.

Hey, that's not right. Cao Zixuan's luck was almost snatched by him. Naturally, he occupied most of that luck.

To put it bluntly, luck depends on strength. If you have strength, you can grab it by using the right method.

Next, Zheng Xiaoming went to all over the world and took seven or eight disciples in one go, including men and women, old and young...

That’s right, I really accepted an old man as a disciple!

Although these people are not time travelers, Zheng Xiaoming found them with spiritual magic, so naturally they would not be simple people.

Zheng Xiaoming is very much looking forward to the subsequent development of these people.

But it is estimated that there are no results for ten or eight years!

Although he was not very anxious, it was not easy for Xiayang Country to immigrate millions. It would not be possible to complete it without ten or eight years.

But in this way, after ten or eight years, Zheng Xiaoming's disciples finally became successful, and the immigrants were almost the same. At that time, Zheng Xiaoming will ascend directly...

This seems to be unreasonable. At least the original intention of accepting these disciples was in vain!

"You have to find a way to speed up the training of disciples!"

Zheng Xiaoming scratched his head a little. He was not a celestial immortal, and he could not interfere with the cause and effect of time, nor did he have the ability to make these disciples become successful overnight...

No, Zheng Xiaoming thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "It seems that there is no way. Just find a virtual world and throw these disciples into it and train them!
Chapter completed!