The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

In the previous life, Xiao Xun did not learn to draw; but in this life, in some memories of the palace, he did graffiti a few times.

Without knowing how to draw, Xiao Xun couldn't draw any charm, but could only draw something similar.

Fortunately, in this life, he doesn't have a good talent for cultivation, but his comprehension is quite good.

It's the first time I paint, it looks like it.

Especially the clothes of that figure, it has drawn all the features.

"It seems to be the symbol of Tianji City." The monk of the Xuan family saw the clothes drawn by Xiao Xun and said in a deep voice.

"Sky Secret City?"

Xiao Xun knew this place.

Specialized in various lists, such as Qiao Song's Qing Yun list, which is ranked by Tianji City.

"It doesn't look like a ghost."

Xiao Xun secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's fine if it's not a ghost.

After finishing the painting, Xiao Xun looked at his words and said, "There are about seven images, and the whole body of that person is covered with white fluorescent light, as if there is moonlight shining on his body.

The beard is very white and long, and he asked me if I could see him..."

Xiao Xun will tell all the monks exactly what happened to the figure in white.

Xuan Chi looked at the figure painting on the table, and said slowly, "It should be Old Man Tianji."

"Tianji City has all kinds of news. Our Medicine King Academy has just had a catastrophe. It is reasonable for Tianji City to investigate the situation." The eminent monk of Yixuan generation said in a deep voice.

"It is rumored that the old man Tianji has practiced the Liuhe God's Canon, and has reached the state of forgetting both things and me on the seventh level."

Another eminent monk of the Xuan family said, looked at Xiao Xun with some doubts, and said hesitantly, "It stands to reason that Hui Wu should not be able to see him."

"Eh..." Xiao Xun blinked, and said hesitantly, "He is standing in front of me, why can't he see it?"

The monks were silent.

a long time.

"Chizi Huigen." Xuan Chi said.

Who is Huigen?

Xiao Xun didn't react for a while.

An eminent monk of the Yixuan generation sighed, "Unfortunately, I have only wisdom roots, but no talent."

Oh, so it's not the Buddha's name, but... Huigen.

Xiao Xun suddenly realized, and immediately became speechless.

Can you see that the old man is Huigen?

"Some newborn babies have a pure heart, and their five senses are different from ordinary people."

The gray-clothed monk said slowly, "After growing up, once you enter the world of mortals, your wisdom roots will be filthy, and you will be lost to everyone."

Most of the monks of the Xuan family nodded their heads in agreement with what the gray-clothed monk said.

"Why do you feel that this is not a good word?"

Xiao Xunzuo muttered.

"At least Huigen is still there." Xuan Chi said warmly.

The gray-clothed monk didn't say any more, and glanced at the painting on the table, his figure flashed, and disappeared without a trace.

The rest of the eminent monks of the Xuan family also left one after another.

Finally, Xuan Chi looked at Xiao Xun and said in a warm voice, "What you discovered tonight is very important."

"The old man can't be a ghost, right?" Xiao Xun asked a little worried.

Xuan Chi smiled rarely, and said, "Old Man Tianji is extremely powerful, and seeing him is also a source of blessing."

"Oh."

Xiao Xun said oh, but he didn't care much in his heart.

Looking back now, the old man was no different from the old monk in the temple except for the fluorescent light on his body, which was a bit scary.

As long as he is sure that the other party is not a ghost, Xiao Xun will feel relieved.

"Have a good rest."

Xuan Chi comforted him, took the painting on the table and left.

After Xiao Xun closed the door, he immediately opened the medicine jar storing the six purple-gold elixirs, took out three elixirs from the deepest part of the medicine jar, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Shocked!

"At this time, if Shaolin is still watching me, then I won't be wronged if I'm exposed."

Xiao Xun thought.

Go back to the futon next to the door, sit cross-legged in meditation, and practice breathing.

It was approaching morning.

Xiao Xun finished breathing, and exhaled a mouthful of foul air.

"Why do I feel that if I take that kind of elixir again, it will have no effect."

Xiao Xun was surprised.

It was a very strange feeling, as if his body was telling him.

"illusion."

"It must be an illusion."

Xiao Xun forcibly dispelled that feeling.

There are three more.

Whether it is effective or not, you will know after eating it.

The light feels... there is a hairy use.

I also feel that I am a peerless genius.

Xiao Xun shook his head, completely throwing out the illusion in his mind.

After dawn.

Arhat hall disciples climbed up the bamboo shed again, entered the fifth floor of the alchemy pagoda, built bricks and walls, and built beams and columns.

Compared with yesterday, more Arhat Hall disciples came in today on the fifth floor of the Pill Pagoda.

Xiao Xun seemed a bit out of place when he was alone in the alchemy room.

morning.

A deacon monk in yellow opened the door of the alchemy room.

"Master Uncle." Xiao Xun called out.

The monk in yellow first looked at the layout of the alchemy room, then looked at Xiao Xun, and said with a smile, "Your name is Huiwu, right?"

Xiao Xun nodded.

"Next, the sixth floor and the top floor will be repaired, and some stone, wood, and half soil will be sent to the fifth floor..." Huang Yiseng said.

The general meaning is: the construction site, idlers are not allowed to enter.

"Then can I leave Danta?"

Xiao Xun looked at the yellow-clothed monk expectantly.

Chapter 44

"This...hehe, you should move to the first floor first."

The monk in yellow laughed.

"Oh." Xiao Xun let out a disappointed voice, and then realized that there are still three elixir here, he couldn't help pointing to the surrounding medicinal materials, and said, "Recently, Master Xuan Chi's uncle comes here every evening to refine and detoxify me. Soup and medicine will use a lot of medicinal materials here."

The yellow-clothed monk smiled and said, "Of course everything here has to be moved down."

"I can help, I just have nothing to do." Xiao Xun said.

The monk in yellow nodded, and then recruited six Arhat Hall disciples.

First, an empty meditation room on the first floor was cleaned.

Afterwards, all kinds of bottles, jars, stoves, pill stoves, medicine baskets, etc. from the alchemy room on the fifth floor were transported to the empty meditation room on the first floor.

During this process, Xiao Xun deliberately didn't take the medicine jar that stored the elixir.

After cleaning the new meditation room.

Xiao Xun came directly to the water room, rushed to the body, thinking about the last time he came to this water room, he felt a little sad for a while.

By evening.

When Xuan Chi came to Xiao Xun's new meditation room, he handed Xiao Xun a scripture.

"This is..." Xiao Xun glanced at it. On the yellowed cover, there were three large characters:

Baicaojian.

"This book records some common medicinal herbs." Xuan Chi said casually.

"Oh, thank you, Master Uncle."

Xiao Xun thanked him, feeling a little disappointed, thinking it was a secret book of martial arts.

Xuan Chi didn't say much, he boiled the soup, watched Xiao Xun drink it, felt Xiao Xun's pulse for a while, and left.

As the night deepened, Danta was silent.

After crossing his knees cross-legged for an hour, Xiao Xun glanced back and forth between the jars where the elixirs were stored and the Herb Book, got up and walked to the wooden bed, lit the oil lamp with fire, sat on the bed, and looked through the Herb Book.

He is not stupid.

Xuan Chi should not show him a book introducing herbal medicine for no reason.

"Are you interested in my wisdom root? Or are you sympathetic to my cultivation talent?"

Xiao Xun didn't know.

He only knew that if he learned more knowledge, he would never make mistakes.

The clock is ticking.

Xiao Xun looked at the introduction in the scriptures very quietly, focused and relaxed.

Unconsciously.

A Book of Herbs has turned to the last page.

After closing the book, the contents of Baicaojian came to mind one by one.

"If I had to have this kind of memory in my previous life, the college entrance examination was nothing."

The corner of Xiao Xun's mouth curled into a slight smile, he actually enjoyed the feeling of reading a book.

The next day, evening.

Xuan Chi brought another scripture to Xiao Xun: Ben Cao Jing.

"Thank you Master Uncle." Xiao Xun thanked, this time he was not disappointed.

When Xuan Chi was making the decoction, he asked a few questions about herbs.

Xiao Xun's face was calm, and his answers were fluent.

"Not bad." Xuan Chi nodded.

Xiao Xun grinned and scratched his head, just now he had the illusion that he was praised by the teacher for answering questions in class.

That night.

While practicing, Xiao Xun read the Materia Medica.