After I Lost My Job, I Became a Fairy by Relying on an Ancient Medical Book

Three months, three jobs, three quits. Chen Mo sometimes feels that he may not really be suitable for this era. Until he pulled out the dusty "Tai Xuan Medical Sutra" from the shelf in the corner of the old bookstore. He bought it not because he believed in it - it was just for twenty yuan, just for the sake of "what if". That night, when he was practicing blindly following the meridian diagram in the book, he really felt a heat surge in his body. Before he could be ecstatic, the severe pain caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood. The moment blood soaked the pages of the book, golden light pierced his eyebrows. An old man who had been waiting for eight hundred years sighed deep in his consciousness: "Finally, someone is here." That medical scripture, which was regarded as a joke, became the foundation of his practice in the city. He used his medical skills to save people, used alchemy to exchange money, and used the eyes of an immortal cultivator to re-examine this city that he thought was very familiar. Aristocratic families, ancient martial arts, hidden sects... When he reached the top step by step, he finally understood that the old man eight hundred years ago was never just waiting for inheritance. There is also the truth that has been sealed in the "Tai Xuan Jing".