Chapter 1 The Strongest Mortal

"Doctor Lin, my grandpa, does he really only have three months?" Xiao Xuan, the number one talented woman of the Xiao family in Huaguo's Shangjing, Xiao's residence, was full of sadness on her beautiful face.

The Xiao family is one of the most powerful families in the entire Hua Kingdom!

The Xiao family's industries include construction, communications, medicine, jewelry and other major industries, forming a huge business empire with a market value of trillions.

In martial arts, which is difficult for ordinary people to know, the Xiao family is one of the top families!

All of this is precisely because Xiao Dingshan, the old man of the Xiao family, is in charge!

But now, Mr. Xiao only has three months to live!

"I've tried my best." The old man named Lin Shengyi sighed and shook his head.

Xiao Xuan's face turned pale.

This holy doctor Lin is not only the number one doctor in the Chinese medical field, but also a holy doctor recognized all over the world. Important figures and wealthy people in various countries have paid a lot of money to seek medical treatment, and they will respectfully call him a holy doctor!

The high status, the prominent reputation, and the excellence of medical skills are hard to compare with!

Now even Lin Shengyi couldn't cure her grandfather, which already showed that no one could save her grandfather!

This even more shows that their Xiao family is not far from collapse!

Since the news of her grandfather's illness leaked out, in the past six months, various forces have been scrambling to swallow their Xiao family.

If her grandfather really passed away, their Xiao family would collapse in an instant, and would be swallowed up by various forces so that there would be no scum left!

All major forces will absolutely not allow their Xiao family to have the power to turn around again!

No matter how powerful Xiao Xuan is, she is nothing more than a lamb in front of all the tigers and wolves. If she is slaughtered, she will end up miserable in the end!

"Is there really no other way?" On Xiao Xuan's pale cheeks, despair appeared.

Lin Shengyi pondered for a long time, then carefully took out a sealed and damaged black and white photo from his arms, and said: "If you can find the person in the photo in time, your grandfather will be saved."

Hearing these words suddenly when she was in despair, Xiao Xuan felt as if she had grasped the only straw to save her life.

She was so excited that she wanted to take the photo in Lin Shengyi's hand!

"You can't touch the photos." Lin Shengyi withdrew his hand directly and scolded Xiao Xuan severely.

This dilapidated and old photo is like a treasure that he does not allow outsiders to touch.

Xiao Xuan was stunned in place!

She had never seen that the famous Lin Shengyi would protect an old photo so carefully.

"Lin Shengyi, I was the one to be rude."

Xiao Xuan apologized, and hurriedly looked at the dilapidated photo.

The photo has been around for a long time, and the picture is mottled and almost distorted, but the people on it can still be vaguely seen!

Xiao Xuan was a little surprised, from the blurred face in the photo, he could vaguely judge that the other party was a handsome and refined young man in his early twenties.

"he is?"

Lin Shengyi didn't answer immediately, he seemed to recall the past, and looked at the young man in the photo in a daze!

Outsiders all know that his medical skills are extraordinary, and it is difficult to find a second person in the world, but no one knows that his medical skills are all taught by this young man!

No one knew that he had only studied with this young man for half a year, and only learned a little of the young man's superficial medical skills!

That was when he was thirteen!

It's not that he didn't want to follow the young man, but the young man thought his talent was too poor, so he left after only teaching him for half a year.

When he left, he said to him, "Although you have only learned a little bit, it is enough for you to survive. No matter how much you achieve in the future, you can't say that you are my disciple. I can't afford to lose that person."

Who would have thought that Lin Shengyi, who is admired by the world, is just an abandoned disciple of the youth!

No one would have imagined that Lin Shengyi, relying only on the superficial medical skills he learned at the beginning,

He is known as a holy doctor today!

Since that farewell, Lin Shengyi has never seen this mentor who gave him extraordinary medical skills again!

Lin Shengyi took the photo back into his arms with great care, and walked out, "As long as you can find the person in the photo, your grandfather will survive. His name is... Chutian!"

Chutian!

Xiao Xuan muttered the name.

Judging from the age of the photo, this senior Chu is at least 80 years old. If the medical skills are so good, even Lin Shengyi admires this name from the bottom of his heart. Why has he never heard of it? This senior?

"Lin Shengyi, how can I find Senior Chu?" Xiao Xuan hurriedly chased him out.

"A predestined word." The words fell, and Lin Shengyi got into the car and left.

edge?

Xiao Xuan stood there in a daze, even Lin Shengyi didn't know where this senior Chu was!

Whether their Xiao family can find this senior Chu depends on fate?

No, never look at fate!

"Immediately give an order to search for this Senior Chu with a lot of money. No matter how much financial and material resources are spent, I must find Senior Chu within three months..."

Xiao Xuan immediately gave orders to everyone in the Xiao family!

Now, their entire Xiao family is on the brink of life and death!

No matter how much it costs, she must find that senior Chutian!

The life and death of the Xiao family is now completely tied to this senior Chu alone!

Only this senior Chu can save their Xiao family...

...

Just when Xiao Xuan was in a hurry to find Chutian, Sioux City, a first-tier city on the south coast of China, and one of the top ten famous schools in China, Sioux City University, was studying archeology in the lecture halls.

"Professor Yi, you are a master in archaeology. I have a question to ask. Are there any ascetics in this world?" A student asked an interesting question.

On the podium of the lecture theater, the octogenarian Yi Wennian, with gray hair and a pair of reading glasses, looked at the student who asked the question.

"Maybe there is!"

All the students came together to cheer up!

The legendary ascetics are all mysterious existences that fly into the sky and escape from the ground!

From Professor Yi's tone, it seems that ascetics really exist!

"Professor Yi, have you ever discovered the remains of ascetics during archaeology?"

"Whether it is the relic of a monk or not, no one can verify it..." Yi Wennian helped his reading glasses and said with a smile, "However, we found some interesting murals..."

"These murals existed three hundred years ago, five hundred years ago, two thousand years ago..."

"There is the oldest pair, which has existed for 10,000 years!"

what……

a thousand years?

"Professor, are you kidding me? What kind of mural can last for so long?"

"That's why I said these murals are interesting, but I can't take them seriously." Yi Wennian laughed.

"Professor, what are the contents of these murals?"

"Content..." Yi Wennian's expression showed a hint of memory, and he said, "These vague murals are all engraved with similar patterns..."

"From the traces, it looks like a certain human being kneeled on a certain engraved pattern in a certain weather, and bowed in a certain direction."

"Could it be crossing the catastrophe?" All the students in the classroom immediately thought of this scene.

Another person wondered: "Professor, why do these people in the mural kneel down?"

"No one can verify this at all, but I have collected some interesting rumors..."

Having said that, Yi Wennian's expression showed a touch of absurdity, and he said: "There are rumors that these people are kneeling down to worship their master and bid farewell to their master for the last time."

"Is this the rumor for all the murals?" All the students were full of surprise.

"It's all of them." Yi Wennian nodded, and smiled even more absurdly, "There are rumors that the masters of the people in these murals are all the same person."

In an instant, the classroom was boiling.

"God, the same master..."

"Then this master, hasn't he lived for ten thousand years..."

"This rumor is too outrageous..."

"It must be a fictional ghost story. To be able to teach such a powerful disciple, the master must be even stronger. He has already ascended. How could there be disciples behind..."

"That's right, the disciples have all ascended, but the master has not been able to ascend for ten thousand years. How outrageous is this master..."

All the students thought this was a strange story, but no one took it seriously!

No one noticed, in the corner of the last row in the boiling classroom.

The young man who seemed to be alone in his own world sighed softly!

It was time for the class to end. When Yi Wennian left, he subconsciously glanced at the young man in the corner in the last row.

The young man looked to be only twenty years old, dressed in ordinary clothes, and looked handsome and elegant, but he had a sense of heaviness that was extremely inconsistent with his age!

It is like the precipitation of countless years, just like the vicissitudes of history.

This young man is Chu Tian!

"It's really like it!"

Yi Wennian recalled a past event.

When he just graduated, he went with the team to investigate a newly-appeared relic abroad, but during the investigation, he suddenly encountered local changes, and there was terrible gunpowder everywhere.

At that time, their team was almost dead and wounded.

However, when he was seriously injured and was about to lose consciousness, he saw a young man passing by. He was not afraid of bullets and bullets, and easily killed more than a hundred well-trained violent people with just a casual palm!

At that time, he vaguely saw the side face of the young man, very much like this Chu Tian!

Yi Wennian shook his head slightly, it has been more than fifty years, how could it be the current Chutian?

How could there be someone in the world who hasn't changed a bit for decades!

Chu Tian got up and left the lecture theater.

"Ten thousand years!" Walking on the university campus, Chu Tian was a little lost!

What Yi Wennian said just now is not just a rumor, but the truth.

That master is Chu Tian!

Over the past ten thousand years, he has recognized a hundred disciples, and all of these hundred disciples were famous in that era and made the world pay homage to them.

Hundreds of disciples have already ascended, but he, the master, has not been able to ascend!

I've been stuck in the entry level of the ascetic, the Qi Condensation level!

Ten thousand years of condensation!

Ordinary people can advance to the next realm by condensing their qi into a line, but he has condensed his qi for ten thousand years, and he has already condensed his qi into a boundless ocean, but he still cannot advance to the next realm!

He himself didn't know why he couldn't break through the Qi Condensation Realm!

It's like, his condensate state will never end!

Chu Fan sighed softly, rode his bicycle, and left the academy.

Today, when the aura is gradually exhausted, he has no hope of getting rid of the ten thousand years of condensed energy, so he can only quietly be the strongest mortal in the city...