Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Lian Wuxia began to formally study medical skills.

The old doctor who was rescued in the past was a medical idiot, and he didn't know why Lian Wuxia got his favor, but after Lian Wuxia sent him back to his medical clinic, he firmly grabbed her sleeve and refused to let her go, saying Said that she had saved his life with him, and she had to give her lifelong medical skills as a repayment.Lian Wuxia had no choice but to stay. Those who have achieved success in self-cultivation all have good medical skills, and Lian Wuxia is no exception. It's just that they lack systematic learning.She has nothing to do with medical skills, but she finds it quite interesting when she really learns it, so she sinks her heart into learning more and more.

Of course, what really made her decide to study medicine was another reason.After many years of travelling, she suddenly discovered that although innate humans have the supernatural powers of moving mountains and seas and controlling the six energies, natural disasters and man-made disasters are just accidental after all. The poverty, disease and suffering that really plague the people's lives, a good doctor can do more than a monk Want more.After all, not everything can be solved magically.She lives outside the world, but all living beings are in the world.

Naturally, if this kind of intensive research continues, ten years will not last for a hundred years, and if a hundred years does not work for a thousand years, maybe a cure for Zixuan will be found.

After bidding farewell to the old doctor, she still lived a life of traveling, but every time she went to a place, she always visited the local doctor with the best reputation.Help them, ask for medical skills in her spare time, and when she sees patients who have no money and no medicine, she will treat them for free and pay for them.Her only source of income is the New Year's money given to her by Long Su and Jin Bazhen at the end of the year. The amount is certainly high, but she can't help her tossing about it. Often, there are more than 360 days out of 300 days a year.Fortunately, Lian Wuxia has two sleeves and a breeze. Originally, he doesn't have much requirements for material desires, but he doesn't feel that life is hard.After a few years, her medical skills are already very good.

The heart moves with one mind, and the spirit changes with the situation. The first disciple of Pingshan, who used to wander the mountains and look at the world with a cold eye, has finally gradually integrated into the way of the world.It's just that her way of the world is a bit out of the mainstream for those big figures who turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain.

Lian Wuxia didn't know that in recent years, a legend about Miaoyan Hanging Light has gradually spread among the people.This is the title given to her by the common people. The origin is probably that the thing that was called "Miaoyan Tiannv" by Shi Jue Buddha was spread from the West Buddha Kingdom somehow. Yan Chuiguang".It is said that the God of Rescue Suffering worshiped by Taoists lives in the Miao Yanjing of Qinghua. The fairy trail is ethereal and there is no trace to be found. Could it be that he was a person in the Miaoyan Realm in his previous life?

Lian Wuxia never cared about these false reputations.But the rivers and lakes are busy killing people every day, the court is busy punishing people every day, and the common people are busy surviving every day.There are always so many people who will die, and there are always so many people who need to be rescued and helped. Lian Wuxia is so busy that he has almost no time to go to see the plum blossoms. Naturally, he has almost no time to make an appointment with Jian Xue to admire the plum blossoms. Most of the time he just communicates by letter.As for Yijian Fengchan, since meeting Jianxue, she has completely severed contact with him.

Of course, it is impossible to completely ignore it.Jianxue has always kept a low profile, and news of him is rarely heard in the Jianghu, but one or two rumors about Yijian Fengzen pop up from time to time, such as—"Yinchuan Butterfly Lord sent a battle post to Renxie in Yinchuan Butterfly Valley It's time for a duel!"

Lian Wuxia was stunned by the excited chatter from the people in the tavern next door. He was distracted and didn't control his strength.

Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, the number one killer in the Northern Territory, a master who is as famous as Renxie and Jianxie, has always been known as "Money Butterfly" because he loves money very much.The killer who has always loved money like his life went against the principle and made an appointment with Yijian Fengchan. There are only two possibilities, either Yijian Fengchan emptied Yinchuan's gold, or he provoked some terrible people and hired this The killer took his life.

She shook her head.The personality of sealing Zen with one sword is obviously not because of the former.

She wrote a farewell letter with a pen and left it to the owner of the hospital where she was temporarily staying, and left the money for the medicine pot. She summoned Qingya and flew away, but she got stuck in the middle of the air, and suddenly changed direction. Fly to the glacier in the Far North.

She once planted a tea tree there, and later buried two urns of fine wine under the tree. Counting the time, it has been 14 years at least.

She had promised to buy someone a drink.

In the scorching midsummer, the steamer was still in the sky a moment ago, but in an instant it was already dark and heavy. Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder, a cool wind, and the rain poured down.

What a torrential rain!

"It's raining so hard, how can we hurry? It's really worrying!" When Lian Wuxia took Qingya into the pavilion to shelter from the rain, he heard one person saying, and the other person was about to respond, but suddenly stopped talking.It wasn't just that person, there were six people sheltering from the rain in the pavilion, who had been chatting enthusiastically before, but now they all stopped talking for some reason.Lian Wuxia looked around and saw that they were staring at him with gaping mouths. He immediately checked his surroundings and the cliffs behind him, and found nothing abnormal, so he ignored them and found a corner by himself. rain curtain.

After a while, another person rushed in with a feather fan covering his head, straightened his clothes that were slightly messy due to the rain, bowed to the people around him, then turned to look at the rain, the feather fan swayed lightly, looking happy : "Oh, it's raining, it's really raining!"

Hearing this, one person couldn't help breaking the stagnant atmosphere due to Lian Wuxia's arrival: "What's the matter with this rain? It's so drenched that everyone is drowned. People who are on the road stop, and those who do business close their stalls." , not to mention bad luck! Still 'good'?!"

The visitor shook his head and said with a smile: "This is the principle of the benefactor, but not the principle of the poor monk. Haven't the benefactor heard of it?" Sunny or rainy, it’s all just random, which one is not good weather?”

"It's inexplicable." The man wanted to refute, but he glanced at the corner of his eyes, Lian Wuxia, who had been meditating for some time, only muttered in a low voice and then stopped.

Unexpectedly, he stopped arguing in this room, but the visitor followed his gaze and saw Lian Wuxia. His eyes lit up, and he became more and more excited. He walked over and saluted: "There is good rain but no good wine. I'm so disappointed. Since this Taoist priest has good wine, how many cups can this poor monk rejoice with?"

Lian Wuxia opened his eyes, stunned.When everyone saw this, they immediately exploded: "You monk is so unreasonable! It's outrageous for a monk who doesn't shave his head, doesn't recite the Buddha's name, monk or monk, or vulgar, how can he care about a decent fairy girl begging for wine? Isn't it crazy!"

"Don't dare, the poor monk's dharma name is a monk who broke the precepts, how dare he call him a 'monk' if he doesn't break the precepts?" The man said with a smile, and then turned back to Lian Wuxia, took off the wine gourd around his waist and shook it for a while, Empty and empty, "Of course I don't dare to mess with sex and wealth, I have to drink what's in the cup in my life - Daoist, how many cups will you give me?"

Lian Wuxia didn't think there was anything very unorthodox about the monk breaking the precepts drinking alcohol.How could the Daomen's Heavenly Immortal Precept not be strict to the extreme?But isn't Xuanzong's suzerain the most greedy for food and drink, who has held the Great Precept of Heavenly Immortals for nearly ten thousand years?At his level, what he sees, thinks, and does is naturally different from ordinary people, and it is not incomprehensible.In fact, what surprised her was another thing - she did bring three urns of good wine, nothing else, it was the Hantanqing brewed in the old year, and this time she specially brought a sword to Fengchan.It's just that she kept the wine with the method of accepting things, even a nose like a roaring fairy dog ​​might not be able to smell it, how did this walking monk find out?Seeing the begging monk's face, she shook her head helplessly, so she suppressed her doubts and took out an urn.

When she took it, everyone felt that all common sense in their lives had been subverted.Looking at this girl's Taoist attire earlier, she is really beautiful, her temperament is really good, and she has a cool aura that rejects people thousands of miles away. I only think that she is a fairy-like figure.Who would have thought that this fairy-like girl would turn into a pot of wine casually!Monks love to drink, Taoist nuns carry alcohol with them, what happened to the monks these days?

The monk who broke the precepts twitched his index finger when he saw the wine, how could he care about what others thought?Immediately, he took the wine urn with burning eyes, and without looking for a container, he directly pointed at the mouth of the urn and sucked it, and did not move for a while.

Judging by this expression, could it be that the taste is very bad and you are shocked?

Lian Wuxia felt slightly uneasy.Her personal hobby is wine making rather than wine tasting, not to mention that she abides by the precepts since she was a child, and she never touches alcohol. Naturally, she doesn't care if the wine is good or bad, she just enjoys the brewing process itself.But this time, Han Tanqing was meant to be used as a gift after all, if the taste was too bad, it would be impossible to take it out.

After a long time, the monk who broke the precepts finally moved, but poured the residual wine into the wine gourd.It was the first time he drank with pride, but now he was extremely frugal, not letting a drop of wine spill out carefully.Lian Wuxia saw that he was struggling to irrigate, and almost broke into a sweat for him.

It took a long time for the monk who broke the precepts to complete this huge project. After shaking the gourd, he found that it was less than half full, and felt disappointed.He turned his head and thought for a while, and suddenly a genius idea popped up. He leaned against the pillar of the pavilion and sat down immediately. He took out a wine glass from his sleeve, picked up the wine gourd and poured a thin bottom of the glass, and put his arm towards the eaves. Stretching out, it filled another half cup of rainwater, passed it to the mouth, sucked it up and drank it all: "Quick!"

What an amusing character to drink wine-and-water and still enjoy it so much.Lian Wuxia smiled unconsciously.There are so many talented monks, but their behavior is eccentric but does not conceal the profoundness of Buddhism. This one in front of me should be an example.I just don't know which famous mountain and ancient temple it came from, and which eminent monk was under the door of Dade.

Well, I didn't pay attention to the hasty face-to-face just now, but looking at it carefully now, the Buddhist aura on this monk who broke the precepts is quite familiar.

Just as he was thinking about it, the broken monk said with a smile: "The rain has stopped!" Lian Wuxia looked outside, and it was clear that the sky was clear and the clouds curled slightly, clean and bright.

The broken monk straightened his clothes, got up and said: "The rain has stopped, the wine has been drunk, it's time to go on the road—" Before the words finished, he had strode out of the pavilion.They came and went in a hurry, when Lian Wuxia looked again, there was no one there.

The wind after the rain was refreshing and pleasant, Lian Wuxia looked back and sighed with a slight sense of regret.

Moon sign, Holy Venerable, All Saints Rock.Although the memory has been separated by hundreds of years, how can it be truly erased and forgotten?The Buddhist aura in the monk who broke the precepts just now clearly came from the Wanshengyan family, the sword monk Xuanlian who had a close relationship with Xuanzong in the Taoist realm.

The sanctuary has been closed long ago, but Master Xuanlian showed up here, obviously he had left Ten Thousand Sage Rock long before the death of the Celestial Throne.Hundreds of years passed like a wheel, and when she met this Buddhist senior again, she actually... gave him a jar of wine?

There seems to be something wrong.

The author has something to say: Today is [-], and I suddenly feel nervous and want to say "I love you" to Wuxia.

You like plum blossoms, you like music, you like golden eyes, you like delicate things, you like to lower your eyes quietly when you smile, you like white smoke rising from a steaming pot, and you like all living things.I will be happy when I do things for the people I like, I will be at a loss when I am praised by others, I will subconsciously imitate my most admired adoptive mother, I will be stupid and bold, and I will be afraid of death.

You are not muddy enough to support the wall, no matter how many Marysu settings are given to you, you will be mixed up to the point of feeding chickens and pigs to the old lady; you are very independent, as long as you are an important person, you can point and shoot. You are as harmless as a docile deer; you are beautiful, but it is a pity that when a person never thinks he is beautiful, no matter how troublesome his appearance is, it will be useless.

You are not perfect, your name is Wuxia, but your favorite Xiao is called "Xia". Flaws are flaws, and flaws are you.Love all people, as long as the other party gives you a little warmth, you will be infinitely happy, so easy to satisfy, but so greedy to hope that everyone can live in peace.

You really shouldn't have put your character in Thunderbolt at the beginning. Perhaps it would be good to end it directly in Longyuanjuan.

It's a rare sunny day, and it rains at the end of the day.Sunny and good rain are also good, good times follow fate——Quoted from Zhao Puchu's "Follow the Fate"