The Heavens Are Unlimited: Starting from One's Martial Arts

Chapter 234 Sleeping Arhat

"On May 5 (approximately) in the early year of Dezheng, when I was going to stay in the inner court of the imperial palace for a few days, I got bored and took out my diary from the system space and started writing again."

"Just yesterday, I killed Emperor Wen Wuji of Great Zhou, and the nine-tailed demon fox became Empress Su."

"The nine-tailed demon fox said that she is the concubine of the Great Sage Pingtian. I thought it sounded familiar. Could it be the concubine of the Bull Demon King?!"

"Today, the crown prince proclaimed himself emperor and confirmed a new year name. The whole palace is busy preparing for his official enthronement. I am the only one idle."

"So, I went to the Star Picking Building to sign in and get the star picking finger of superior martial arts."

"On May 5, in the early years of Dezheng's reign, the prince ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare a sumptuous vegetarian meal for me. It was all vegetarian. I was so angry that I went straight to the imperial kitchen and asked the imperial chefs to serve up good wine and meat."

"Amid everyone's shocked gazes, I uttered Ji Gong's classic quote!"

"After signing in, I will use the dragon veins under the palace to practice the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Sutra. I am looking forward to the day when the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon practice will reach its peak!"

"In the first year of Dezheng, on May 5th, the concubines who feared me seemed to be less afraid of me. Several noble concubines came to me and wanted to ask for advice on Buddhism."

"I inexplicably remembered what the prince told me a few days ago about having an in-depth exchange of Buddhist teachings, and I always felt that it had another meaning."

"In the early years of Dezheng, on May 5th, Concubine Chen Guizhen was a believer in men and good women. She was a beautiful and kind-hearted female Bodhisattva. She studied Buddhism very deeply, but accidentally discovered the jade pestle hidden under her bed. I petrified .”

"Fortunately, I'm not Boss Cao of the Three Kingdoms, and I'm not interested in Emperor Wen's concubines, otherwise... Amitabha, so good."

"On May 5, the first year of Dezheng, there were not many interesting things going on in the palace, so I taught the concubines, princes, and princesses how to play backgammon."

"As soon as they learned Gobang, they were immediately fascinated by Gobang, and then they were beaten by me."

"Unsurprisingly, backgammon will become popular in the entire imperial city within a few days."

In the early years of Dezheng, May 5th.

Feeling that he had nothing to write, Lu Ming took the diary back to the system space and let it continue to be dusty.

In the morning, Lu Ming went to Concubine Zhao to drink tea and exchange Buddhism.

According to Lu Ming's observations over the past few days, there are 3000 beauties in the inner court. Except for the vixen who became Queen Su, Concubine Zhao is the youngest and most beautiful, and her little birdy personality is also very lovable.

At noon, Lu Ming went to the imperial dining room to have dinner.

The crown prince invited Lu Ming to have a meal with him, but Lu Ming rejected him righteously.

why?

Because by the time the prince had his meal, he had to go through several procedures including tasting the dishes by the eunuchs, and the dishes had already become cold.

How can cold dishes be as delicious as hot dishes just out of the pan?

Wouldn't it be nice for Lu Ming to open a small stove directly in the imperial dining room?

In the afternoon, I went for a walk outside the imperial court and saw that the Zhonghe Hall and Jinluan Hall, which had been reduced to ruins, were being rapidly rebuilt.

Lu Ming found a quiet corner, sat cross-legged, breathed out the dragon energy from the underground dragon veins, and began to practice the Dawei Tianlong Sutra.

In the evening, Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a dragon-shaped golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"It's almost time to sign in several places in the palace, it's time to leave, and then look for my villain."

Lu Ming muttered to himself and stood up.

In the past few days, with the help of underground dragon veins, Lu Ming's Dawei Tianlong Sutra has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he can already display the Dawei Tianlong.

And stuck in the half-step land fairy realm, it seems that he has improved a bit.

Facts have shown that experience in the world of mortals is still very helpful to breakthrough cultivation.

Helping the world and saving the people and accumulating merits and virtues are the key to attaining Arhatship.

At this time, Lu Ming turned around and saw the prince hurrying over with an old eunuch and a dignified middle-aged man.

Seeing Lu Ming, the prince was overjoyed, bowed his head and said, "Holy Monk, let Xiao Wang find you!"

Lu Ming returned the courtesy slightly, and then asked: "The donor is in a hurry, looking for the poor monk, and doesn't know what he is doing?"

The prince introduced the anxious middle-aged man next to him, and said, "He is Xiao Wang's younger brother, King An Ning."

"Xiao Wang is eager to find the holy monk because of his affairs."

King An Ning clasped his hands together and said anxiously, "Are you the holy monk that the emperor talks about?"

"The little girl is suffering from a strange disease. I wonder if the holy monk can heal the little girl?"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, and asked suspiciously: "There are countless royal doctors in the palace, and there are not a few who believe that their medical skills are better than poor monks. Could it be that the princess's strange disease can't be solved by the royal doctors?"

King An Ning sighed, his brows were filled with sorrow, and he shook his head and replied: "My little girl may have been poisoned by some demons and ghosts before she fell ill. Ordinary medical skills are of no use at all!"

"A monster is causing trouble?"

Lu Ming frowned and made a gesture of invitation.

"It's not too late, please ask the benefactor to lead the way."

King An Ning was overjoyed and said, "Can the holy monk help?"

Lu Ming said: "You still need to see the princess to know."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Prince An Ning nodded repeatedly and led Lu Ming to Prince An Ning's Mansion quickly.

When I arrived at Prince Anning's Mansion, I found that the servants of Prince Anning's Mansion were busy.

An imperial doctor shook his head and walked out of the room, sighing heavily.

King An Ning grabbed the imperial doctor and asked worriedly: "Physician Lin, what's going on?"

Doctor Lin replied in a deep voice: "My lord has fallen ill again, and she is out of breath now, I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue talking, but King An Ning took a step back, staggering, his face pale.

With Lu Ming behind him, he gave An Ning a hand, and a ray of true energy flowed out of his palm, calming An Ning's mind.

Doctor Lin noticed Lu Ming and asked curiously, "My lord, who is this?"

King An Ning absent-mindedly replied: "This king invited a holy monk."

"Holy monk?"

Doctor Lin sneered.

Since few people had actually seen Lu Ming's appearance, Imperial Physician Lin did not know Lu Ming's identity.

Doctor Lin said: "My lord, although the princess's illness is weird and difficult to treat, you can't go to the doctor in a hurry."

"How could a monk save the princess?"

"They read Buddhist scriptures, not medical scriptures!"

King An Ning hesitated for a moment.

The Imperial Physician Lin in front of me was a highly respected and highly skilled physician among the many imperial physicians in the Imperial City.

What he said was very authoritative.

Lu Ming smiled lightly and said, "Benefactor, although the poor monk's medical skills may not be better than yours, the problem is that the princess may not necessarily get sick."

"That's nonsense. It's not a disease, so what could it be?"

Doctor Lin looked at King An Ning and asked loudly, "My lord, don't you think that a monk can heal the princess' illness by reciting a few scriptures and performing a ritual ceremony?"

King An Ning groaned, and replied: "Whether it can be successful or not, we need the holy monk to see the situation of the little girl!"

"It's too early to draw conclusions now!"

Lu Ming calmly replied: "That's right, the poor monk will know it at a glance."

In fact, Lu Ming is quite proficient in medical skills.

In Buddhism, there is a Buddha named Pharmacist Buddha, also known as Pharmacist Liuliguangwang Buddha, which can eliminate disasters and prolong life, cure diseases and solve problems.

Together with the Buddha treasure held by Medicine Buddha in his left hand, it is a medicine pot that can save all living beings.

Medicine Buddha is enshrined in the Thousand Buddha Hall.

When Lu Ming signed in at the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, he once got a medicine mantra, which can cure the world's ailments.

Therefore, Lu Ming's medical skills, in a sense, are completely superior to ordinary doctors.

Doctor Lin snorted and didn't intend to leave.

He was going to see how a monk could solve a strange disease that baffled many imperial doctors.

"If he can cure the princess's strange disease, all the imperial doctors in the imperial city can be resigned and return home!"

Doctor Lin thought in his heart.

When they came to the side room, the maid came in and out, took out a hot towel and applied it to Princess An Ning's forehead.

The girl who was sick in bed with a pale face, as if she was having a nightmare, was the daughter of King An Ning.

"Daughter..."

When King An Ning saw Princess An Ning's painful look, he was heartbroken and clenched his fists tightly.

"Holy Monk, if you can save my daughter, I can promise you anything!"

Lu Ming stood up with one hand and said calmly: "Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The poor monk does not need any reward."

He stood beside the couch and stared at the girl who was suffering from the strange disease carefully, frowning slightly.

Doctor Lin asked: "Look, smell, ask, cut, does the holy monk also understand?"

Lu Ming did not answer, and was ready to take Princess An Ning's pulse.

Doctor Lin hurriedly stopped him.

"How can the princess, with golden branches and jade leaves, let others touch her body so easily? If the holy monk wants to get the pulse, he has to ask the doctor with a red thread!"

As he spoke, Imperial Physician Lin took out a red thread.

I just used the red thread to feel the pulse of Princess Anning, so I haven't thrown it away yet.

Lu Ming nodded indifferently and said, "Please come to a female benefactor and tie one end of the red thread to the princess' wrist."

A maid did as Lu Ming ordered.

Lu Ming held the other end of the red line with one hand, and gently put three fingers on the red line.

The one who enjoyed Lu Ming's personal red line consultation treatment before was Empress Su in the palace.

And then……

Queen Su died.

This Princess An Ning does not know what will happen to her.

Doctor Lin showed a strange look, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect it to be so good."

"Could it be that the monk in front of you really knows some medical skills?"

Lu Ming's lips moved slightly, as if silently reciting something, and three fingers moved on the red line.

King An Ning stood beside him, waiting a little anxiously, and asked in a low voice, "Holy Monk, how is the situation of the little girl? Is it... a demon?"

Lu Ming nodded, then shook his head again.

"The little girl has nightmares and night sweats, she is weak and has no other symptoms."

King An Ning was surprised at first, and then disappointed, beyond words.

He was surprised because Lu Ming's conclusion was exactly the same as what other imperial doctors said after seeing it.

It shows that Lu Ming really knows a little bit about medicine.

But this is also what disappointed King An Ning.

Most of the imperial doctors in the imperial city came to a conclusion, but they failed to cure Princess Anning's nightmare.

Lu Ming turned his head to look at the astonished Imperial Physician Lin, and said calmly, "The poor monk guesses that you should be giving the princess the medicine to calm the nerves and help sleep?"

Dr. Lin replied: "Naturally."

"The princess has many nightmares and insomnia, which has made her mentally weak and physically haggard for a long time."

"The first thing we need to solve is the problem of nightmares and insomnia, so prescribing some medicine to calm the nerves and help sleep is the right choice."

Lu Ming let out a "hmm".

Imperial Physician Lin was in a dilemma and said: "I don't know why, no matter whether it is me or other imperial physicians, none of the prescriptions prescribed to calm the mind and help sleep work!"

"We can only watch the princess grow haggard and in pain, but there is nothing we can do!"

Lu Ming replied with a smile: "Because the princess's nightmares and insomnia are not caused by pathology, so any prescriptions to calm the nerves and help sleep are useless."

King An Ning's eyes lit up, he heard a glimmer of hope, and he quickly asked: "What is the holy monk's advice?"

Lu Ming said unhurriedly: "In the Jianghu, there is a magical skill of the Demon Cult, called the Nightmare Awakening Skill, which can control people's dreams. It is very mysterious!"

King An Ning exclaimed: "There is such a miracle in the world?"

Lu Ming said: "If you are a master of nightmare awakening skills, you can naturally make the princess have nightmares again and again."

"However... although this skill is powerful, the conditions for its use are also quite harsh."

Lu Ming told King An Ning and Doctor Lin the conditions for performing the Nightmare Awakening Skill.

"First of all, if the practitioner wants to control someone's dream, he must use special incense."

"And the performer must be within three miles of this person!"

It was also the first time for Imperial Physician Lin to hear such a magical martial art, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Incense? Within a three-mile radius!"

King An Ning frowned, and murmured, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be that...the person who killed my daughter is hiding in the house?"

Lu Ming nodded: "Exactly."

"It's actually very simple to find the murderer. All you need is for the benefactor to gather all the servants in the house, especially the servants who are responsible for changing the incense. The poor monk has his own way to identify it."

King An Ning's eyes flickered coldly, and he immediately shouted: "Come here, call all the servants in the mansion, not one less!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Immediately, the cronies of King An Ning will do it.

After a while, the vestibule of the wing was filled with servants from Prince An Ning's palace.

There are men and women, old and young, they all gather together, and they don't know what to do yet.

King An Ning, Lu Ming, and Imperial Physician Lin, who was subdued in their hearts, walked out of the room and glanced at everyone.

King An Ning clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and said: "I also ask the holy monk to find the murderer for me."

Gritting his teeth, he added: "This king must beat him to the bone, life would be better than death!"

Lu Ming glanced at the many servants in the palace, and said loudly: "I heard that people who practice Nightmare Awakening Kungfu will inevitably leave some incense in the nails of their hands due to frequent exposure to incense."

"Please, everyone, raise your hands high!"

The servants who were summoned were confused, but they still followed Lu Ming's instructions.

There was only one old woman, whose skinny hands were hidden in her sleeves, and she dared not stretch them out.

Lu Ming's gaze was like a torch, and he locked on to the old woman at once.

The old woman's back instinctively erupted with a layer of cold hair. She stamped one foot and with a "peng" sound, it turned into a billowing black smoke and fled into the distance.

"Magic smoke step?"

Lu Ming snorted coldly, took half a step forward, and shot suddenly.

"If you want to go, can you go!"

Lu Ming cast out his catch-the-dragon hand. With five fingers, he pointed at the billowing magic smoke and grabbed it in the air.

Immediately, the five dragons crossed the sky with vigor, like an invisible big hand, holding the magic smoke.

Lu Ming pulled his arm back, and with the mighty devouring power, he immediately forcibly arrested the magic smoke and pulled it back.

The old woman fell to the ground and struggled to resist, but she couldn't get rid of Lu Ming's palm.

She used her magic skills with all her might, and her true energy swept away, and the servants' uniforms of the servants of the palace swelled up as if they were inflated, showing five dragon-shaped strangle marks.

Lu Ming's dragon-capturing hand bound the old woman tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

(End of this chapter)