The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 162 Use the Hook of Desire First (Part [-] of Part [-])

"Master Yan, if I save [-] seriously ill people, are you willing to give me [-] drops of Rejuvenation Pill?" Ning Yun stared at Yan Zixiu and asked.

Ten thousand drops?One drop for seven days is enough for more than 200 years.Everyone else thinks it's too big a deal.

Yan Zixiu said solemnly: "A gentleman's words are as white as soap. But..."

"Could it be that Master Yan doesn't have so many Rejuvenation Pills in his hand?" Ning Yun was forced to run back and forth by Yan Zixiu's control. He was not very happy in his heart, so he always wanted to find something wrong.

"You can rest assured that the Rejuvenation Pill will not default. But we have to explain some things in advance. When I say one drop for one hundred gongs, I mean pure gongs."

"What is pure power?"

Yan Zixiu pointed at the "Self-Knowledge Record": "Pure merit is the absolute value after subtracting merit and demerit. For example, if you harm someone for no reason, killing one person is a hundred demerits. It will cancel out the good deeds you have done. So you In the meantime, keep records."

Ning Yun's hand holding the "Self-Knowledge Record" was a little trembling. If it wasn't for the presence of Yuanying stage monk Xiangyun, she would have thrown the book on the ground and walked away.If it wasn't for the evil spirit in her body, she would have brought two maids up to snatch it.

In the years of Demon Sect, she almost did whatever she wanted and did whatever she wanted, where was she ever subject to such constraints?It's fine to do some good things for yourself, but you can't do the bad things mentioned in the book now, and you will have to deduct the absolute value after you do it.

It just doesn't make sense!

But what can I do if I don't do it?Bow your head and beg the other party to bestow rejuvenation elixir?It was harder for her to accept.

She suddenly smiled charmingly: "Master Yan, if I don't do anything, I will repay you a certain amount of pure kung fu after a while, are you willing to give me Danlu?"

Yan Zixiu has a clear mind and a clear mind, so he is not tempted by her charms.In addition, he judged her mental state very accurately, and knew that she was arrogant.If she falsified like that, she would not be able to understand herself.So I just said flatly: "I believe in Fellow Daoist Ning."

Ning Yun was speechless.Now she was so hard that she didn't dare to come, and Yan Zixiu was so soft that she didn't want to eat. She felt very helpless and sat there, fanning the "Self-Knowledge Record" with her hands.

The maid in yellow sent a voice transmission to Ning Yun: "Miss, don't worry, we might as well do pure charity for a while. Let's talk about it after we get the rejuvenation elixir. At that time, this little monk surnamed Yan can still find you again." Want to come back?"

Ning Yun was upset and didn't know what to do.Hearing what the maid said, it is also a way: "Okay, since that's the case, Master Yan, I will accept your book."

Yan Zixiu once proposed three solutions to the problem of Ning Yun's evil spirit entering his body.The first is bitter treatment, find the pool of Xuantian god thunder, whip it with the god thunder, exchange all the flesh and blood, and eliminate the evil spirit.The second is to practice compassion samadhi, to cultivate merits and virtues to dissolve evil spirits.The third is to accumulate meritorious deeds and cultivate merits to infect evil spirits.

Seeing that Ning Yun agreed to take the third path, he was very happy: "Then I wish Fellow Daoist Ning Yun all the best."

Even if Ning Yun's starting point is to cultivate virtuously for his own sake, there will always be many people who will benefit objectively.For this demonic person, you can't ask too much at the beginning, you can only "lead with the hook first".

Ning Yun was about to stand up and leave, when the maid in red, Hong Shao, suddenly asked, "Master Yan. If I also practice pure kung fu, can I exchange it for your tree house and flying magic weapon?"

It turned out that she had never forgotten Yan Zixiu's Fairy Tree House and Xiangyun Pocket.

When the maid in yellow heard this, she also looked over eagerly.

A gentleman gets rich with wealth, and Yan Zixiu understands this truth.Foreign things are all for the freedom of the soul and the well-being of the public, so he is naturally willing: "Yes. One thousand pure skills can be exchanged for a fairy tree house, and ten thousand pure skills can be exchanged for a junior auspicious cloud bag."

He took out another copy of "Zhizhilu" and passed it to Hongshao with the art of imperialism.The book was in the air, as if someone was holding it by hand, and it flew slowly towards Hong Shao.

According to saving one life and counting one hundred gongs, [-] pure gongs need to save [-] people.Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, let alone saving a hundred people.So Yan Zixiu was willing to give up these treasures.

Moreover, the junior Xiangyun pocket is a low-end version without stealth and acceleration functions.These features are temporarily not available to magus monks.

Yan Zixiu knew that the red peony was originally aimed at Xiangyun's beauty, so he didn't compromise on appearance.

Hong Shao took the "Zhizhilu" and looked it up, and read a passage: "One meal for the hungry is one good, ten drinks for the thirsty is one good, one night for the cold and cold is one good, and one piece of cotton clothes is one good." Two good things, when the night is dark, one person is good for one person, and when the sky is raining, one person is good for one person.”

She looked up at Yan Zixiu: "Master Yan, is what I said here also valid for ordinary people? Giving those ants a meal is one good thing? A good dress is two good things?"

Yan Zixiu said seriously: "We see mortals as ants. Those high-ranking monks see us as ants. I don't agree with this kind of mutual contempt. Between immortals and mortals, although their life spans are different, their lives are equal. .Of course, I am not forcing you to accept these concepts now. You only need to truly help mortals, and that is considered credit. Conversely, hurting mortals is also considered a fault.”

"Okay." For the sake of Xiangyundou and Fairy Tree House, Hong Shao persuaded herself to endure.

The maid in yellow opened her mouth, and swallowed the words when she reached her mouth.

Ning Yun's mood was a bit complicated, and he stood up and said, "Master Yan, Senior Xiangyun, Fellow Daoist Lan, I will take my leave."

"Let's go, three fellow Taoists." Everyone sent each other off with courtesy.

When the three of Ning Yun walked away, the ancestor of the Lan family smiled and said: "Master Yan, I really admire you. These three unruly demon monks were tamed by you."

Yan Zixiu waved his hand: "Where, I'm just making the best use of the situation. There are three types of people in this world. Inferior abilities are driven by fear. They don't shed tears when they see the coffin, and they don't want to move until pain comes. The middle-level abilities are benefits." Drive, where the benefits are, the mountains of swords and seas of fire are willing to go. Ning Yun and the others seek benefits and avoid disadvantages, I just follow the trend and persuade them to turn around and do good."

"Then what about the top-grade root vessel?" the ancestor of the Lan family was very curious.

"There are very few superior roots, and the welfare of the public is for the well-being. Just like the sages in our hometown said, the sage has no heart, but the heart of the people."

The ancestor of the Lan family said with admiration: "This is very similar to our ancestral precepts. I think the head of Yan is this kind of root."

Xiang Yun and the others unanimously agreed on this.

"I think everyone has a high-level ability. The so-called low-level ability and middle-level ability are just temporarily lost. The sage has no heart to take the heart of the people. It sounds lofty, but it is actually everyone's original state. .If you are enlightened and enlightened, everyone is a saint, and at the same time, it doesn't matter if you are a saint or not."

Everyone thought that Yan Zixiu was going to be modest, but they didn't expect him to feel something when he said such a word.

Seeing that everyone was lost in thought, Yan Zixiu was not in a hurry to break the silence.

This is a rare state of epiphany.

After a while, the ancestor of the Lan family let out a sigh of relief: "Listening to what you say is better than reading for ten years."

Yan Zixiu changed the subject: "Congratulations to the ancestor for gaining insight. I wonder how Lan Xincheng is doing now?"

"By the way, Master Yan, I have already done everything you arranged. This is the account book of the poor society."

The poor society?Account books?Xiangyun and Zhaoxia were a little puzzled.

Lan Meng explained to them.Ning Yun took out two high-grade spirit stones as a thank you gift, but Doctor Yan refused to accept them.The two sides were at a stalemate, and then Dr. Yan made a concession, borrowing the two top-grade spirit stones as a gift to the Buddha, entrusting the ancestors of the Lan family to organize a poverty relief meeting, and converting them into 200 million taels of gold to help the poor.The ancestor of the Lan family was strict in handling affairs, and asked the people below to keep good records.

It turned out that Xiangyun and Zhaoxia understood, and they admired the head of the sect even more.

Yan Zixiu took the account book, flipped through it, and felt that the records were very detailed.When, where, what happened, and how much it cost, they are all clear: "The ancestor is bothering. This poor relief association will continue to run. If there are not enough spirit stones, you can go to Elder Xiangyun at any time."

　Self-knowledge record, it was originally called Taiwei Xianjun.Master Lianchi, an eminent monk in the Ming Dynasty, made some additions and renamed it Zizhilu.The original text can be found online.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)