Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The Medicine Valley was particularly peaceful in the early morning.

The morning mist was like a veil, floating on the lake, sometimes expanding and sometimes rolling.

Fakong performed a set of small Luohan Fist by the lake, and his whole body was warm. When he walked around the lake, he saw a small yellow flower emerging from the bushes and stopped to admire it.

The small yellow flower was bright and tender, with a drop of dew on it, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable and moved.

He bent down and sniffed it.

There was no fragrance, only the fresh smell of dew.

Faning came over with a lunch box and said reluctantly: "Brother, I'm fine."

Fakong stood up, formed a seal with his slender fingers, closed his eyes slightly and began to chant the Qingxin Mantra.

The void was like a jade bottle pouring out cold liquid, which fell on him and was shot towards Faning by the hand seal.

Faning was about to speak when a clear spring poured down on his head.

It was like waking up in the early morning of late autumn.

The strange coolness poured into his mind continuously, accumulating into a pool of autumn water, bright and clear.

Fakong recited the Heart Purification Mantra twice and then stopped: "Go."

"Brother, I'll go then." Faning left absent-mindedly, immersed in the coolness and unable to extricate himself.

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After breakfast, Fakong was walking by the lake to digest his food when a handsome little monk came to the valley.

Fakong went straight to him.

"Brother, the master wants to see you."

"How is the master feeling?"

"Brother, don't worry, it's a good thing." Fanen was handsome, spoke softly, and looked congratulatory and well-behaved.

Fakong followed him out of the valley to the Prajna Courtyard, entered Huinan's courtyard, and saw him doing boxing in the courtyard.

In the bright morning sunshine, Huinan was wearing a gray short coat, thin and capable.

He punched slowly, just like Tai Chi in his previous life, and the green bamboo in the courtyard rose and fell with the punches.

Fakong stared at the green bamboos, wondering why he didn't feel the wind, but they seemed to be blown by the wind.

Huinan punched and said slowly: "Mingyue Temple came to ask for help. They have a tree with a problem."

"But the Taiyin Treasure Tree?"

Fakong immediately thought of Mingyue Temple's unique treasure, the Taiyin Treasure Tree.

Those who are good at medicinal materials will know the Taiyin Treasure Tree. It is too famous and too mysterious.

"I didn't say it, but it should be it." Huinan was slow and methodical, without his usual impatience and anger, as if his mind and fists were combined into one, as gentle as a breeze: "In the whole temple, you are the best at medicinal materials."

"Master, Mingyue Temple is here to invite Brother Yuanfang, right?"

Yuanfang is the head of the Medicine King Courtyard. People in the temple who are sick or injured are asked to heal him. He cures all diseases with medicine and has extremely high medical skills.

"He is not as proficient in medicinal materials as you."

"I am ashamed that I don't know much about the Taiyin Treasure Tree. I am afraid..."

"Are you going or not?!" Huinan looked at him coldly.

Fakong clasped his hands in a serious manner: "Master's order, I will obey it naturally."

In a few words, his mind, which was ten times faster than that of ordinary people, had turned dozens of thoughts and made a decision.

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head and know the current situation.

Besides, it is not without benefits to go.

The Taiyin Treasure Tree is of vital importance to Mingyue Temple, and it involves their practice of Taiyin Xiaolianxing.

It is said that without Taiyin Fruit, Taiyin Xiaolianxing cannot be practiced.

The Taiyin Xiaolianxing not only has the magic of keeping youth and changing temperament, but also the disciples of Mingyue Temple who can have ice and snow bones have practiced Taiyin Xiaolianxing, which is also the foundation-building method of Mingyue Temple.

After curing the Taiyin Treasure Tree, can I ask them for Taiyin Xiaolianxing?

My physique is weak, and practicing Xiao Luohan Fist is half the result with twice the effort, so Taiyin Xiaolianxing should be suitable for me.

More importantly, Mingyue Temple has Xijia Baye Sutra!

If I read another Xiga palm leaf sutra, the lotus seat rises another level, and the sweet rain drops another drop, how wonderful it would be?

"Hey." Huinan snorted.

The master ordered, so I obeyed?

He didn't believe a word of this!

Fakong said: "Master, let Junior Brother Faning come with me."

Faning is a fifth-grade, has condensed the energy, and is honest and simple. He will not abandon himself when he encounters danger.

"Are you afraid of danger on the road?"

"Yes."

"It's Ning Zhenzhen, the genius disciple of Mingyue Temple, whose martial arts are not inferior to Faning."

"Let's go with Faning."

"Okay!" Huinan suddenly shook his hand.

Suddenly, a huge force appeared out of thin air.

Fakong felt that he was swept by the angry waves, flew over the walls of Prajna Courtyard, swept through the walls of Prajna Courtyard, and finally fell outside the gate of Vajra Temple, and hit an ancient tree hard.

The ancient tree is thousands of years old, the crown is like a giant umbrella, and the twisted and swirling tree body needs two people to hug.

"Bang" He felt his internal organs tumbling, and his chest was upset and he wanted to vomit.

Fakong took a deep breath to suppress the nausea, and looked at the woman in white standing quietly two meters away.

The white clothes were like snow, and the person was like cold jade, as if the Guanghan Fairy had come down to earth.

The loose white clothes could not hide the graceful figure, the appearance was beautiful, and there was a unique purity.

When he saw her, Fakong inexplicably thought of the school beauty he had a crush on in his previous life.

Pure, beautiful, and wonderful.

She covered her mouth with one hand and smiled sweetly.

The phoenix eyes smiled and curved, and the autumn water was sparkling.

Fakong bowed nonchalantly: "But Miss Ning?"

He was thick-skinned enough to not care about making a little embarrassment. Facing the pure and beautiful Ning Zhenzhen, who was as beautiful as the world's gods, he was still calm.

In fact, he had seen many beauties in his previous life, and he passed through the flowers without getting a single leaf on him.

The existence of Medicine Buddha also made him feel uneasy.

"Brother Fakong is polite." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and clasped her hands together: "Thank you for making the trip."

She thought it was funny that Fakong was in such a mess but so serious. The more serious Fakong was, the funnier she thought it was.

Fakong smiled: "I'm afraid I can't help you. Let's go to my medicine valley first. When Junior Brother Faning comes back, we can go together. How about that?"

"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

The two walked down side by side.

Fakong still looked weak, but he had exquisite control over his body and walked steadily on the stone steps covered with ice and snow.

The soles of his feet fit together, the soles of his feet were slightly suspended, the outer sides of his feet were slightly inward, and then the toes were stretched and retracted to maximize the friction between his feet and the smooth steps.

Ning Zhenzhen seemed as light as if her feet were not touching the ground.

Fakong walked steadily but not fast, with a relaxed and calm posture, smiling as he walked: "Junior Sister Ning must be very disappointed?"

"Disappointed about what?"

"My master is no longer here."

"It is said that you, Senior Brother Fakong, will inherit the pharmacology of Senior Uncle Yuanzhi, and even surpass him."

"You are too kind." Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Which seniors did you ask for help?"

"... Senior Uncle Chengsen of the Great Leiyin Temple and Senior Uncle Xufeng of the Jingye Temple."

"They are all famous, I am just making up the numbers."

"Senior Brother, you are too polite."

As soon as she stepped onto the green grass, Ning Zhenzhen was immediately surprised by the warmth and fragrance that came to her face.

She looked at the clear lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a great place!"

I didn't know there was such a good place in the Vajra Temple.

Fakong smiled, came to the pine table by the lake, and lit a small red clay stove.

Ning Zhenzhen was not shy and took a walk around the lake first.

As she approached, the fish in the lake gathered around, already accustomed to being fed by Fakong.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and played for a while, then took a look at the herb gardens.

The herb gardens were neatly and neatly maintained, and she recognized several herbs, all of which were precious and rare.

"Brother Fakong, a few of these herbs are dying." Ning Zhenzhen suddenly raised her voice, waving her white jade hand.

Fakong came closer.

This herb garden was like a wheat field, and each herb looked very much like wheat, and its name was Hanmai.

"Brother Fakong, are they dying?"

"Hanmai likes moisture but is afraid of waterlogging. If you water it too much, it will be like this now, and if you don't water it enough, it will be like this too."

"What should I do then?"

Fakong closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and moved his lips, with a solemn and sacred aura.

Ning Zhenzhen blinked her beautiful eyes, her eyes fell on his slender fingers, and she felt that the seals he formed were very familiar.

Then she remembered that this was the seal of the Rejuvenation Mantra.

Mingyue Temple also passed down this spell.

The corners of her delicate white mouth curled up slightly, and she smiled with her lips pursed. Was she casting the Rejuvenation Spell to save Hanmai?

Fakong recited the Rejuvenation Spell three times in one breath.

A jade bottle in the void poured jade juice diagonally, falling on him, and then shot it onto the three Hanmai through the hand seal.

As Ning Zhenzhen was stunned, the withered yellow of the three Hanmai quickly faded and was replaced by green.

Fakong released his hand seal and opened his eyes.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him, then at the three green Hanmai, which looked more vigorous than the surrounding Hanmai.

Fakong smiled: "Go have a cup of tea, Junior Brother Faning should be back."

"Senior Brother Fakong, you used the Rejuvenation Spell, right?"

"Yes." Fakong turned around and walked back.

Ning Zhenzhen followed up: "The Rejuvenation Mantra has such power? It seems impossible."

"I have no talent in martial arts, but I have some talent in Buddhist mantras."

"Aren't Buddhist mantras self-blessing?" Ning Zhenzhen felt that her cognition was shocked.

Fakong sat down, brewed two cups of tea, and handed her one.

Ning Zhenzhen took the snow porcelain teacup, her bright eyes still staring at Fakong.

Fakong took a sip of tea under her gaze and nodded with satisfaction.

The water temperature was just right, not too high or too low, and the hot water completely stimulated the tea fragrance.

If the water temperature is one degree higher, the tea fragrance will lose one point, and if it is one degree lower, the tea fragrance will not be stimulated. It takes a lot of effort to get the temperature just right.

Now his five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and his feelings are more profound.

Others think that the tea fragrance is light, but he feels that it penetrates into his heart and spleen, and his whole body is intoxicated, which is really a supreme enjoyment.

But the taste is also more tricky, and the taste is a little worse, and this little difference will be magnified several times in front of him.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled brightly, her face radiant: "Is there any secret in this? Then forget it."

Fakong put down the teacup and smiled: "It's nothing more than talent. I can't explain it clearly, and I don't understand it either."

"Okay, I won't ask." Ning Zhenzhen waved her jade hand.

Good talent, fast progress in martial arts, poor talent, slow progress.

But these are two completely different things, Fakong is talking nonsense to confuse people.

"Alas..." Fakong shook his head and sighed helplessly, seeming to be distressed by not being able to explain it clearly.

"This tea is really good tea." Ning Zhenzhen smiled like a flower, but her heart was cold.

She was wise and perceptive, and she felt that Fakong was not telling the truth.

Fakong didn't expect her to believe it completely.

After a short time together, he concluded that she was a warm-hearted person with a cold heart. She smiled like a flower, but her heart was calm.

"Sister Ning, I heard that your temple has a copy of the Moonlight Bodhisattva's Wisdom Sutra, which was recorded on the palm leaf of Xiga."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

"It must be the treasure of the temple, and it is kept secret."

"Yes, this sutra is enshrined in the inner courtyard."

"Can I see it?" Fakong tried.

He was not sure that he could cure the Taiyin Treasure Tree. After all, it was a famous strange tree, and he didn't know what the problem was.

If you can avoid getting involved, don't get involved, lest you ruin the treatment and end up getting into trouble instead of hitting the fox.

"If Senior Brother Fakong can cure the treasure tree, it should be fine." Ning Zhenzhen said with a playful smile, pure and beautiful.

"That's good." Fakong smiled.

He cursed her for being cunning in his heart.

From her words, he guessed that even if she didn't work hard to cure the Taiyin treasure tree, Mingyue Temple would agree to simply come to the door and ask to see the "Moonlight Bodhisattva Tonghui Sutra". It was not as difficult as Master Huinan said.

But now that there was the matter of the Taiyin treasure tree, Ning Zhenzhen added this condition, that if you want to see it, you must cure the Taiyin treasure tree first.

His temptation was caught by her.