Being able to become a disciple of Buddhism in Western religions, he stands out because of his strong learning ability.
Rising from humble beginnings, Fozi is very confident in his own qualifications.
But when he was lying on the ground and learning the Taoist techniques provided by Zhang Xuezhou, the Buddhist disciple felt his head was very confused, and for a moment it was as if he was listening to two sect leaders teaching the Dharma.
"Is it difficult?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"It's really difficult." Buddha nodded and said, "When I practice, I feel like my head is in a mess."
"How difficult is this? It's all step by step. As long as you treat the disease according to this standard... no, practice according to this standard, you will definitely succeed," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Can……"
He doesn't want to know what he will be like after his death, he just wants to know how to prevent this death.
"You will definitely not suffer any loss if you take it with me." Fozi added: "After all, we are all the same. I am already in such a miserable state, so I will definitely not add to the trouble by eating useless things."
"I told you before that I happen to know a few places where there are great medicines that can enhance the effect of spiritual consciousness," Buddha said.
Fozi recalled in his mind what Zhang Xuezhou said, and he could convert it into words as long as it was spoken in the spoken language.
The great medicine mentioned by Wuchao is very good, but it inevitably carries risks.
Zhang Xuezhou has taken many medicines, but this was the first time he heard about medicines that remove hidden dangers and impurities from the body.
Zhang Xuezhou was very insecure, and he was even more insecure now.
"Actually, I'm in a hurry!"
This is like trying to maintain health for teenagers in their teens and twenties. Before reaching a certain age, no one has that thought at all.
If he followed the Buddha and ran around, Zhang Xuezhou would find it difficult to run back.
"As long as I can move, I can also take care of you and try my best to keep a good night's sleep!"
If the secret place he went to was only a little risky, the Medicine Garden was a place where there was no life or death.
"There are no owners of the great medicines in those places. We can pick them for our own use, but there may be some risks in those places." Buddha said: "You said you also have several corresponding secret places, I don't know..."
More importantly, Zhang Xuezhou is a person with similar physical conditions that he has seen, which is of great reference value.
But the words are those words that Buddhists cannot understand.
"Don't look at my young appearance. In fact, I am already forty-two years old." Fozi whispered: "That medicine really prolongs life. I took it once and my body ages much slower than other people. And that medicine
Great medicine can also remove hidden dangers and impurities from the body, allowing you to practice faster."
Buddha's face looked depressed.
"We are going west. If we can enter that secret place, we can all benefit and even greatly delay the hidden dangers of our bodies." Fozi thought for a few seconds and then said.
Moreover, Fu Bugui mentioned that he had prepared twelve spirit-forging pills for Zhang Xuezhou. As long as he has the chance to hit the true spirit realm or step into the true spirit realm, Zhang Xuezhou will not be too short of corresponding pills.
"But I feel very insecure after leaving my senior brother. You know, I am sick and sleep very hard at night." Zhang Xuezhou continued to decline.
In what Zhang Xuezhou said, he felt that there was too much unfamiliar content, and he even had never heard of some vocabulary words.
"That's true!"
He stopped thinking about it, and then asked Zhang Xuezhou if he wanted to go with him.
"I actually want to go find my senior brother," Zhang Xuezhou said.
Ying Fuzi really wants to spend some time with Zhang Xuezhou.
His search for Wuchao was not entirely justified, but because Wuchao and Jinchang were there, Zhang Xuezhou could easily travel and finally return to the Han Dynasty.
For Buddhist disciples, his time is tight at the moment, and any attempt is precious.
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's hesitant attitude, Fozi once again added fuel to his anger.
His body has been severely injured so far. Even if he carries spare medicine and has Zhang Xuezhou to help with treatment, it will take at least about seven days to stabilize his condition.
Buddha shook his head repeatedly.
"Maybe there are some differences between our Western and Eastern practices." Buddha said bravely: "You know, your words here are different from ours, and the methods of practice are also different."
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
The spiritual practice followed by Ren Shengsheng's spiritual strengthening chapter is different from that of this world, but Zhang Xuezhou has localized all the content that is different from this world, and he feels that his translation is pretty good.
"Your Majesty's Scrophulariaceae can't kill you, but your great medicine will do?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
The Buddha looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
Zhang Xuezhou was generally attracted to the prolongation of life mentioned by Buddha, but he was interested in the additional effects of large medicines.
"As long as you send me there, the big medicine we picked will be divided in half." Buddha advised: "If you can't finish it, you can bring some back to your senior brother. He will definitely like it very much."
For young people, the idea of prolonging life is very far away, and even the concept of prolonging life does not even exist in young people's minds.
In addition to discussing the condition, he also wanted to see the effect of the other party after taking the medication. This would help him make comparisons over the same period and analyze the similarities and differences in the symptoms.
With his body and qualifications, Zhang Xuezhou felt that only medicine could help him.
"Yes" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"I know where your Majesty's medicine garden is. There are many great medicines there." Zhang Xuezhou shrugged and said, "If you need me to take you there, I'll be very happy."
If it were not for the use of magical powers that reduced the power of 'destruction', Fo Zi felt that he might have lost.
However, it was difficult for Buddhists to practice cultivation at the moment, so Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to give up and put down the verification plan for identifying cultivation techniques.
This made his attitude really wavering.
Buddha shook his head.
"But I want to go to Chang'an City, and I don't really want to continue heading west," Zhang Xuezhou said hesitantly.
"No, no, no!"
The relationship between the Western Church and the Evil Luo Chuan Holy Land is very bad, and Fuzi is very sure that someone like him who steals medicine will be beaten to death.
But he is obviously not like this, he is obviously a very smart person.
Obviously, the secret technique originating from the Holy Land of Evil Luoschuan failed to help him, at least it did not play any role at the moment.
Zhang Xuezhou has now entered the territory of the Great Yuezhi. Although he can still distinguish the directions of southeast, northwest and northwest, he is undoubtedly lost.
"There is actually a great medicine hidden in that secret place. As long as we pick one, we can get the effect of prolonging life!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"Really, I swear," Buddha raised his finger and said, "As long as you take this great medicine, even if it is difficult for you to improve your cultivation in the future, you will live longer and have more time than others."
"Are you lying? It's your turn for such a good thing?" Zhang Xuezhou said.
The great medicine mentioned by Buddha is tempting to Zhang Xuezhou, but it is not that big of a temptation.
After using the advent spell, his cultivation level dropped, and after an accident occurred and he panicked and escaped from Zhang Xuezhou's body, his cultivation level dropped again.
"It's true that you foreigners may not be used to practicing our content, and you need to get used to it!"
"Take your time, I'm not in a hurry," Zhang Xuezhou comforted.
Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's serious expression, he felt that he must be as stupid as a pig in the eyes of the other party.
This reminded him of the treatment he received in reality.
One recuperation almost freed him from the illness of more than ten years. It also made Zhang Xuezhou strong and able to do many things that he could not do before.
As long as the great medicines mentioned by Buddha can have one-tenth of the effect in reality, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he is completely satisfied.
Compared with the benefits to myself, the things your Majesty told me about going to Chang'an City are nothing.