In the clinic, Tang Zixian's voice was filled with memories: "About the remains of the Yin Yue people and the secrets of the Yin Yue people, the Tang Sect was searching and exploring hundreds of years ago. There is an ancient book in the Tang Sect's Sutra Library, which talks about the legend of the Yin Yue people..."

"Legendly, the Yinyue people were immortals in the ancient spirit era. Everyone cultivated the truth and served a certain immortal in the fairy world. That Yinyue City was actually the cave opened by the Supreme Immortal in the lower world. Those Yinyue people existed as immortals, planted spiritual valleys and other spiritual materials to serve that immortal. That magic array is said to be a teleportation magic array leading to the fairy world. As long as it is opened properly, the spiritual materials can be sent to a certain place in the fairy world where the immortals are located..."

"The cultivators of the Tang Sect have always wanted to find the remains of Yin Yueren and find the teleportation array. The cultivators of the Tang Sect believe that in theory, that magic array can also teleport people over. Without overcoming the tribulation, they can enter the immortal world and live forever..."

"I came back from the United States this time to investigate the death of my ancestor Tang Tianren. Let's not talk about this for the time being. Another purpose is the ruins of the Yinyue people and the magic circle. During that time, I received information that an archaeological team discovered evidence of the ruins of the Yinyue people in Shennongjia. So, I asked my friend Tu Wenjin to help him and ask him to fund the archaeological team and then join the archaeological team. I don't want to talk about the later things, you know." At this point, Tang Zixian closed her mouth and looked at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao was still wandering around, and the immortals raised the immortals, planted spiritual materials, and enjoyed worship. Isn’t this the treatment of a god? There was also the stone egg magic circle. He never thought it was a magic circle that teleported spiritual materials, and he did not expect that the people of the Tang Sect had started to make the magic circle hundreds of years ago, and wanted to use the magic circle to "smuggle" to the fairy world.

"Amitabha." Master Fakong's voice: "Donor Ning, Donor Tang has fulfilled his promise. You can open the door and let us leave, right?"

Ning Tao then came to his senses. He smiled and said, "Of course, I never said I would keep you here. However, I still have another question: What kind of runes are in that magic circle, and what is the origin?"

Tang Zixian said: "I want to know too, but that ancient book says it is a rune of the immortals."

Ning Tao was not satisfied with this answer. Tang Zixian might have understood it a little, but he was unwilling to tell him, and he couldn't pry her mouth open to get the answer.

Master Fakong said: "Amitabha, donor Ning, if you practice the way of heaven, you will have a better chance to unlock the secrets of those runes. In the future, if you go to the heavenly tribulation and I pass away, I will ask donor Ning to come to my tomb to burn incense and light candles, burn paper and send messages, and tell me what the fairy world looks like, okay?"

Ning Tao smiled and said, "What is the master saying? You will definitely pass through tribulation and become an immortal. Wouldn't it be better to see it yourself than I described it?"

Master Fakong put his palms together and said, "Amitabha."

Ning Tao went to open the door: "Two, please."

Tang Zixian and Master Fakong did not dare to hesitate, and they walked out of the clinic quickly. When they went out, Tang Zixian turned around and looked at the good and evil cauldron, but the blue smoke curled in front of her. She couldn't see clearly after a few steps. She was shocked and then withdrew her gaze.

The door of Tianwai Clinic was closed.

"Miss Tang, thank you for telling me the whereabouts of my friend." Regardless of whether the information is true or false, Ning Tao wants to thank Tang Zixian.

Tang Zixian said: "What are your plans?"

Ning Tao said: "Not yet. If you are willing to help me, just like you did last time, things will be much easier."

Tang Zixian shook her head: "I have helped you enough. I will not go to Chuangshi Biotechnology with you to save people, but I can support you spiritually."

Ning Tao was not surprised by her response.

Tang Zixian said: "Master, it's time for us to leave."

Master Fakong bowed slightly to Ning Tao, put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, donor Ning, this farewell, goodbye to the world."

"Well, goodbye to the world." Ning Tao said.

Master Fakong took a step, suddenly stopped again, turned to look at Ning Tao: "Amitabha, I believe that Donor Ning can break through the heavenly barrier, become an immortal, and enter the fairy world to experience it. However, Donor Ning is experiencing the love disaster and the three demons are standing by. This is a great omen, I hope..."

"Master, walk slowly, don't send me off." Ning Tao interrupted Master Fakong's words and made a call.

Master Fakong sighed, then turned around and left with Tang Zixian.

"Master, don't advise him. He is now surrounded by the three demons, and he is happy every day, and every night, how can he listen to your advice? There will be times when he regrets it in the future." Tang Zixian said loudly on purpose.

"Amitabha." Master Fakong looked back at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao was worried that he would come back again, so he turned around and entered the Tianwai Clinic.

I wonder how Monk Fahai accepted the real white snake spirit back then. If it was the same, then "Bai Suzhen" would probably have been harassed or not and jumped into the demon-subduing bowl to commit suicide?

It was quiet in the Tianwai Clinic, and the green smoke changed to white good energy and black bad energy. The human face on the tripod was sleeping with eyes closed.

Ning Tao pushed open the door of the calligraphy library of scriptures and calligraphy, and came to the edge of the spiritual field to see the growth of various spiritual materials in the field. However, he was thinking about the information that Tang Zixian and her sent for no reason.

It was indeed for no reason that he did not ask Tang Zixian for help. When he needed intelligence the most, she sent him information.

Is she that good?

He believed in the existence and authenticity of the information, but he could not understand her person.

Dingling, Dinglingling...

The phone suddenly rang.

Ning Tao took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, and it was called by Jiang Hao. He answered the phone: "Okay, it's me, let's talk."

Jiang Hao said straight to the point: "Atao, come here quickly. Song Chengpeng is sick and is about to take him to the hospital."

"Okay, I'll come here right away." Ning Tao hung up the phone, walked out of the scriptures and calligraphy library, carried his small medicine box and went out.

Half an hour later, an electric car arrived at a police station in Haiti.

Ning Tao had just parked the car, and Jiang Hao walked over and said straight to the point: "A Tao, Song Chengpeng's illness came very suddenly, and now he is unconscious. Someone from the Song family and lawyers are here, saying that they want to apply for bail and take him back for better treatment, but I stopped him."

"Who is from the Song family?" Ning Tao asked.

Jiang Hao said as he walked, "He is a man named Song Chengyi, who claims to be Song Chengpeng's cousin, probably the person sent by the Song family to run errands."

"Did Song Beikun still not show up?"

"No."

Ning Tao sneered: "That old guy is really a turtle with his head. Song Chengpeng scared him out of fear with just one call. I really don't believe that such a timid guy dares to imprison Senior Yin. Behind him, there must be a support from the power of cultivation."

Jiang Hao said in surprise: "Has Senior Yin been imprisoned by Song Beikun? Where did you get the news?"

Ning Tao said: "Before coming, Tang Zixian gave me the information."

Hearing the name Tang Zixian, Jiang Hao frowned slightly: "She is really enthusiastic. Did she rain Song Jiang in time?"

Ning Tao smelled the jealousy from this sentence and then changed the topic: "Take me to see Song Chengpeng."

Jiang Hao took Ning Tao into the office hall of the police station, and a group of people surrounded him. There were media reporters holding cameras and cameras, and some were carrying briefcases and suits with a straight suit and could tell at a glance that they were lawyers.

"Officer Jiang, you don't agree to bail. Do you want to kill Mr. Song?"

"What crime did he commit? Even if it is the crime of robbery and arson, he should be sent to the hospital for treatment if he is sick!"

"If you don't apply for bail, I sue you for abuse of power and intention to murder!"

"Photo take this and upload it to the Internet! Let people all over the world see what kind of police station this is, and what kind of police are there!"

The Song family's lawyer team was the first to open fire at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao frowned: "What are you quarreling? Just be quieter."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses held the frame and said sarcastically: "Officer Jiang, you are so fierce in front of so many media reporters. I really can't imagine how you would treat my younger brother Song Chengpeng if we were not here!"

Ning Tao's gaze moved to the middle-aged man wearing glasses. He said that Song Chengpeng was his younger brother, and that he was Song Chengyi, who Jiang Hao had mentioned just outside. He could guess at his high forehead and pointed chin. He could tell that this was a sarcastic person.

"You tell us, you have never agreed to bail. What is your motive? How did my brother get injured? Let me tell you, if you don't give a reasonable explanation, I will go to court to sue you immediately!" Song Chengyi's words were filled with a strong sense of threat.

Jiang Hao glanced at Ning Tao with a little help. She could shoot and kill people, but quarrels were not allowed.

Ning Tao stood beside Jiang Hao and said lightly: "Sir, it's wrong for you to say this. There are rules and regulations in everything. If you say bail, you will be bailed. Then the dignity of the law is in line?"

"He is sick!" Song Chengyi said angrily, and his saliva almost flew to Ning Tao's face.

Ning Tao still spoke in a tepid tone: "If you are sick, you have to be bailed? People in the prison are sick every day. Do you have to be bailed? Then aren't there anyone in the prison? The criminals and suspects are sick. Of course, they have to follow the actual situation and then go through the legal procedures. There are regulations on what disease should be sent to the hospital. If your Song Chengpeng just catches a cold, would he still have to fly to the United States for treatment?"

"You...who are you?" Song Cheng was very angry.

Ning Tao said lightly: "I am just a temporary worker."

"You are not qualified to talk to me! Go away!" Song Chengyi said as he reached out to push Ning Tao. He was really angry and angry.

But before his hand was pushed to Ning Tao's shoulder, a lawyer grabbed his arm: "Mr. Song, calm down. You can't do it here!"

Song Chengyi stared at Ning Tao indignantly, and he was reluctant to give Ning Tao a second move.

Ning Tao simply came to Song Chengyi's ear and whispered: "Go and tell Song Beikun and let him talk to me. I am Ning Tao, and he should know what I want. Just you guys, when it comes to the grass growing on Song Chengpeng's tomb growing one person tall, you don't want to bail him out."

"Are you threatening me?" Song Chengyi shouted again: "He threatens me!"

Ning Tao said lightly: "Then you report the case, this is the police station."

"You..." Song Chengyi was immediately angry.

"Okay, take me to see Song Chengpeng." Ning Tao was too lazy to talk nonsense to Song Chengyi.

"He is in the infirmary, come with me." Jiang Hao led the way before walking.
Chapter completed!