Taoist endowment

Chapter 170 If there is no old friend, who will tell the old love?
"Boy, don't compliment me anymore. Ever since you Xianyun Guan was born, the world of martial arts has changed three times a day. As an elder, it should be running around and planning for you, but boy, your uncle and I are really a bit embarrassed now." I can't do enough!"

Kuyue took a big gulp of spiritual wine, and within a short while, many acupoints on her body began to emit spiritual energy again.

Seeing this, Chen Jingyun couldn't help feeling sad in his eyes, knowing that this situation has nothing to do with the old monk's cultivation, but it is the same as the old village, it is directly related to the longevity.

But fortunately, today is different from the past, "Tianxin Jue" can fill in the gaps, how is the reconstruction of Yimu's spiritual energy extraordinary?
After taking a sip of spiritual wine with him, Chen Jingyun pointed a point, and a stream of pure Yimu spiritual energy was thrown into the old monk's body. With the movement of the energy at will, what should be sealed and what should be repaired will be painful in the blink of an eye. The moon washes the essence and cuts the marrow, and replenishes the vitality!

Ignoring Kuyue's stunned expression, Chen Jingyun said sadly: "Uncle Kuyue, my nephew was an orphan since childhood, and my mentor left early, so looking at the whole Tiannan, I can't help but feel that I am in Xianyunguan's lineage." Only you as a relative, if you were there, my disciples and grandchildren and I would still have elders to visit, if you are gone, even though the world is vast and there are billions of sentient beings, who will remember the scenery of you and my teacher back then?"

Kuyue's eyes turned red when she heard the words, probably because she recalled the past when she and the spirit ape were happy with each other when they were young, punishing rape and eradicating evil.

After such a long time, Kuyue regained her composure, and saw that the Xianyun Guanzhu, who was revered as a martial arts saint, was thinking about her face, with tears in her eyes, Kuyue could only sigh, pointing at Chen Jingyun and saying:

"That's all, that's all! With the bondage of you Xianyunguan, a bunch of lazy juniors, even if I want to die, I am afraid that I am afraid that I will not be able to go to bliss, alas! It is really hard to want to die after being attached to you master and apprentice !"

Xianyun Guanzhu accompanied Master Kuyue to drink for three days in the back mountain of Amitabha Temple. Like an iron bucket, outsiders can't think of a few words.

Just like what Chen Jingyun said, if the bitter moon is here, the traces of Ling Yuanzi's past will still be in the world. Not gods and Buddhas, selfish distractions have never been less.

Before leaving, Chen Jingyun briefly mentioned the monk Bugou of Cihang Temple, saying that this person might be the fairy Buddha that Patriarch Zhongxing of Amitabha Temple met back then.

Master Kuyue was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, and then he started counting with his fingers, and finally asked Chen Jingyun with a look of astonishment: "The old monk has lived for more than 800 years?"

"Uncle Kuyue, that Bugou monk was able to control the Buddha's light to travel between immortals and mortals 600 years ago. I am afraid that his lifespan will only be longer! Therefore, you still need to study the magic method of Tianxin from time to time, and don't let others be more beautiful than before."

Although Chen Jingyun was joking, his eyes were full of seriousness.

Master Kuyue pretended to be displeased when he heard the words, and waved his hands: "I have the same virtue as your master, and always want to teach others, get out, get out! Uh—wait! Leave the magic soldiers behind!"

People in the Jianghu like to spread rumors most. The seven or eight pieces of Buddhist weapons that Chen Jingyun refined for the Amitabha Temple this time have turned into seventy or eighty pieces after a lot of word of mouth. People of insight naturally disdain this news At first glance, everyone knew that the close relationship between Master Kuyue and Master Xianyun was true.

When it comes to smooth sailing, Ji Huan thinks that he is No. 1 among the ancient and modern emperors. Since he took power, the weather has been smooth everywhere in the south of the world. The old emperor is addicted to alchemy and refuses to return to court. The martial arts are calm and peaceful, and with the full support of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, Ji Huan is able to flex his muscles.

At this time, Ji Huan was looking at the secret report in his hand and muttering to himself: "The persistent illness has eroded the essence of my Ji Dynasty, but it is a pity that it cannot be eradicated urgently. What can I do?"

"Your Highness, you don't need to worry, but they are just some local chickens and dogs. If you allow the humble officials to take action, you can wipe out the non-officials overnight!" As Ji Huan's chief thug, Qing Mingzi naturally jumped out to show his loyalty.

Hearing this, Ji Huan shook his head, put his hand on the hilt of the Cangsheng sword hanging at his waist, and said with a smile: "This matter is not a matter for Master Qingming to worry about, there are only some clowns who are jumping on the beam, if I don't think of the old friendship, I will swing the sword It can be destroyed!"

Qing Mingzi glanced enviously at the long sword on Ji Huan's waist, and retreated with his hands folded.

Ever since this Qing Mingzi stepped into the realm of the master, the realm that had been advancing by leaps and bounds began to stagnate, although because of his previous relationship, he was able to see clearly the future practice of the master because of the careful guidance of Mr. Peng Da in Xianyun Temple The road, but the cultivation base is still progressing slowly.

Full of disappointment, he was bewitched by the little thief He Qiwo, so he went to the capital and committed himself to the royal family. He wanted to use the royal resources to improve his cultivation, but Ji Huan relied heavily on him and gave him a royal enshrinement position, stay in the palace guard.

Seeing Qing Mingzi receding, Ji Huan shook his head with a smile, patted the storage bag on his waist, and a gourd spirit wine jumped out of it, thinking of the happy time in Funiu Mountain for more than a year, he poured himself and drank it, I don't feel a little fuzzy.

The day before yesterday, Mr. Peng Da personally visited the capital, and he gave his disciples a lot of benefits. The Cangsheng sword on Ji Huan's waist is one of them.

Needless to say, martial arts practitioners love weapons. When Ji Huan tried his sword, he once cut a bluestone pier twenty feet away with one sword. .

But what Ji Huan likes most is the storage bag hanging around his waist, which contains everything from spiritual stones to spiritual fruits, preserved meat and fine wine. All kinds of resources will make him unable to stop his cultivation in the next ten or eight years. This is naturally ecstatic.

But when Peng Qiu was drinking with his disciples, he still complained that he had lost money, and ordered Ji Huan to practice well. Once he advanced to the Grand Master level, the master would definitely bring him even greater benefits!
Thinking of this, Ji Huan couldn't help raising his glass to the north, thanking his teacher for his great kindness. He was born in the royal family with little family affection. When did he receive such selfless love?At this time, a heart has already flown to the thatched hut beside the bamboo forest in Niujia Village.

After bidding farewell to Master Kuyue, Chen Jingyun went to Zuowang Peak where Taoist Shihe practiced alchemy.

Although Taoist Shihe was the deacon of Xianyun Temple, because he wanted to teach the old emperor Ji An to practice alchemy, he had no time to go to Funiu Mountain to practice. He only studied alchemy in his medicine house.

Seeing the Lord Guanzhu coming, wouldn't old Taoist Shi He vomit his bitterness?He said a lot of complaints about why the bad pill furnace would affect the number of pills made, and the bad medicinal materials would just drop the grade of the panacea. Then he licked his face, rubbed his hands, and looked forward to Chen Jingyun with a smile.

Chen Jingyun inspected the elixirs refined by several stone cranes, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Shi He is indeed very talented in alchemy, but the barrenness of the sky makes Shi He have to be flexible from time to time, so even the alchemy of Yique Gate Alchemist, if it comes to in-depth study and innovation, he can't catch up with Shi He even in flattery.

(End of this chapter)