After receiving the money, Tang Xuanli's smile became even brighter.
He said: "The donor's injury is not serious. Let me help him prepare some more medicine. Don't worry, the price will be much cheaper. How about a bowl of 100,000 Xuanjing?"
"I guarantee that if you take it three times a day, the donor's injuries will be healed within a month."
"no, I'm fine."
The corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched and he quickly refused: "My body has strong recovery power. Master, these precious medicinal materials should be reserved for those in need. I won't waste natural resources."
The four words "wasting natural resources" were said almost through gritted teeth.
Three hundred thousand a day, nine million a month.
This guy wants to rip off his entire family!
"How about a discount of fifty thousand a bowl?"
Tang Xuanli gritted his teeth and looked like he was suffering greatly: "Donor, it's not that the medicine is expensive for a poor monk, but the medicine is really not cheap!"
"I really don't need it."
Zheng Zhi refused again.
I cursed in my mind: "The medicinal materials are expensive?
I believe you as a ghost."
Later, I refused several more times.
Seeing that Zheng Zhi really didn't want to buy it, Tang Xuanli felt a little disappointed and finally gave up.
The two of them stopped talking to each other and went about their own business.
Tang Xuanli actually sat in front of the damaged Buddha statue and recited the Buddha's name.
That serious look made him look like an eminent monk.
However, Zheng Zhi had already been fooled once, so he could not be fooled by appearances again.
He curled his lips and looked at his injuries.
Look inside your body and start to check your own condition.
It doesn't matter if I don't check it, I almost didn't vomit blood once I checked it.
My situation is worse than I imagined.
Not only was the body in dilapidated state, even the meridians were broken to 70%, which meant that the body was hard enough, otherwise the body would have been disabled.
This is not the worst thing. The worst thing is that six of the "Twelve Ice Veins" that he has always been proud of have been broken.
The remaining six are also full of cracks and are on the verge of breaking...
But this time, Zheng Zhi's body's rapid recovery power seemed to have lost its effect.
Although the injuries are being repaired, the speed is extremely slow, like a snail crawling.
"You were seriously injured this time. It will take at least three months to recover. However, after three months, your realm will reach the peak of the Star Realm!"
Just when Zheng Zhi was depressed, a mysterious woman's voice sounded in his ears.
"elder sister?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zheng Zhi felt happy.
"Isn't there any quick fix?
For example, some higher-quality Dahuan Dan.”
Zheng Zhi was a little unwilling and asked through gritted teeth.
Three months may not seem like a long time, but to him, it feels like three years.
After all, after experiencing the power of the Star Realm once, who wants to be a weakling in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm?
"High-quality Dahuan Dan. With your current physical condition, can you find medicinal materials?"
The mysterious woman asked back.
After a pause, she continued: "With your current physical condition, you are not suitable for taking elixirs anymore. Your meridians cannot bear it at all. If the elixirs are mild and effective for you, they must at least be of Tianpin level...
…”
"Tianpin elixir, regardless of the scarcity of the medicinal materials, can you refine it?"
"Well……"
Zheng Zhi was speechless.
He sighed helplessly: "It's better to take good care of yourself for three months!"
"Actually, this is also a good thing for you. The realm you have forcibly raised through the Great Netherworld Swallowing Heaven Technique has an unstable foundation. You know nothing about the Great Ten Thousand Dharma and the mysteries of the Starry Realm."
The mysterious woman said: "For you, these three months are both recuperation and adaptation. Only by truly mastering the wonders of the realm can you avoid any hidden dangers."
"I see."
Zheng Zhi responded solemnly.
He also realized the seriousness of the matter.
Different people in the same realm have completely different fighting capabilities.
Why are some monsters and ghosts able to transcend levels and kill enemies?
In addition to one's own martial arts skills, physical strength, and special trump cards, what is compared is the understanding and mastery of the realm.
Relying on elixirs and initiations to forcibly build a realm is too vain.
In terms of combat effectiveness, compared with those who fought in a real bloody battle, the gap is as big as clouds and mud.
And these are the fundamental reasons why Zheng Zhi has always been ahead of his contemporaries.
In the blink of an eye, three days flew by.
These days, Zheng Zhi has been practicing the "Nine Nether Emperor Sutra".
Under the magical effect of the Nine Nether Emperor Sutra, his skin injuries were recovering quickly.
Three days later, I was able to walk.
However, every time he tried to circulate Xuan Qi, the meridians in his body felt severe pain, making him unable to fight at all.
Helpless, Zheng Zhi finally gave up trying.
And the monk Tang Xuanli had no intention of leaving.
I always meditate in front of the Buddha, chant sutras and worship the Buddha.
With such a serious look, those who didn't know it would really think that this guy was an enlightened monk from somewhere and was sincerely worshiping the Buddha.
On this day, Zheng Zhi went out for a trip.
When he came back again, he already had two hares in his hands.
Although he can't use much profound energy now, hunting two hares is not a problem.
Glancing at Tang Xuanli who was chanting sutras not far away, Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes and suddenly had a bad idea.
I saw that he lit a fire directly on the spot, put the hare on the rack and started roasting it.
The aroma was overflowing, and the rich aroma instantly filled the entire ruined temple.
Tang Xuanli finally opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Zheng Zhi.
"Why, Master, you want some too?"
Zheng Zhi had a wicked smile on his face and did not forget to raise the rabbit meat in his hand.
He also handed one to the person in front of him.
But what happened next made Zheng Zhi stunned.
I saw Tang Xuanli clasping his hands together, making a Buddhist salute, and said: "Amitabha, put more chili pepper and less salt. The poor monk can't eat too salty."