Following the voice, Jingyin walked up to him. There was a hint of resentment in her black and white eyes.
Zong Shou was helpless and turned his head. As expected, he saw that the girl was holding an exquisite lunch box in her hand.
No need to guess, you know there is food and medicinal soup inside.
The medicine soup is not enough, the master of Shuiyue Temple is indeed extraordinary in medicine. Maybe he is even better than Xuanyuan Yiren.
Although he cut off his pulse several times, it could not solve his pain of burning marrow.
But he prepared a prescription that could relieve the pain and suppress the spontaneous combustion of the blood marrow.
For him, although the effect is not very big, it is better than nothing.
As for food, Zong Shou has reached the spiritual realm now and has already passed the realm of bigu. He is as self-sufficient as a small world.
Not to mention a day or two, even if you don't eat or drink for a hundred years, it doesn't matter.
But this little girl refused to believe it, saying that her master was also at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm, the Bigu Realm, but he always needed to eat three cows of food for one meal. People who are seriously ill need more food to replenish their bodies.
Therefore, every day, there are still three meals a day, and the concoction and rice are delivered on time.
Zong Shou was speechless and could only let it go.
This girl has just started to practice, and she still looks at the world from an ordinary person's perspective. There is no concept of the so-called spiritual realm and immortality at all. In her eyes, her master is the most powerful.
How can his sect be equal to ordinary cultivators? Even this female master, Zen Master Xiaoyue, eats three cows every day just for cultivation.
When forging the body with martial arts, the consumption is the most huge. Zong Shou had the same experience before. At that time, he was so hungry and thirsty that he wanted to swallow everything.
After being persuaded once and refusing to listen, Zong Shou did not explain again. It was not that he was too lazy to speak, nor was he disdainful, but he was happy to see the success and secretly enjoyed it.
After taking the food box, Zong Shou opened it and swallowed the medicine in one gulp.
It seems that the prescription has been improved a lot. As soon as I swallow it, I feel a cold feeling in my chest and abdomen.
The words of Fen Kong that kept attacking his acupoints were also suppressed.
Zong Shou's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, Zen Master Xiaoyue also knew that he had the blood of the Lu family in his body.
If the true cause of his disease was not known, it would be extremely difficult to prepare such symptomatic medicine.
Thinking of the graceful and graceful middle-aged female monk he saw half a day ago, who also had a somewhat unearthly aura. Thinking again of this woman who devoured three cows a day, Zong Shou burst into laughter.
Originally, when refining the body, Kong Yao and Weoshui were not very polite. However, Xuanyuan Yiren refined the magic-preventing pill. Just one pill was equivalent to a lot of work, and the effect was even better.
"It's a pity that although this man is good at medicine and pharmacology, he doesn't know the art of alchemy. Otherwise, he could probably become a master of alchemy."
Putting down the medicine bowl, Zong Shou looked at the dishes.
There are only a few vegetarian dishes, and the presentation is mediocre. But they are surprisingly appetizing.
Zong Shou picked up a piece of yuba and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully. Then his eyes showed a look of satisfaction and enjoyment.
He has a good taste for food, and has even studied for it. However, at this moment, he has to admit that this girl's cooking skills are far better than his. And there is another mystery. Every dish of vegetarian dishes makes Zong Shou feel like
' meaning.
This is also the reason why Zong Shou gave up his dissuasion and instead acquiesced. For him, what this woman cooked was simply an excellent enjoyment.
Jingyin had strange eyes and watched quietly. The starry eyes flashed with luster. He hesitated for a long time before he started to speak. Then he finally asked: "Almsgiver, is it really so delicious? But what about my fellow apprentices and sisters?"
, they all say that these dishes of mine are a bit weird. I can’t tell what is weird.”
Zong Shou couldn't help but smile "ha" when he heard this, thinking that these dishes must be strange.
It should be steaming hot, soft and fragrant tofu. When you eat it in your mouth, it feels extremely cold and tough. How can you not be surprised?
I don’t know how this pure sound was achieved. It actually incorporated some ice laws and tenacity laws into the food.
It tastes very special and unique.
For others, even if it tastes great, just the texture will make them retreat.
If it is not for cultivation, how can one appreciate its beauty when it reaches a certain level?
According to people, they use elixirs to achieve enlightenment, but this woman uses food to accumulate the truth, which is truly extraordinary.
He Zongshou has never tasted any kind of delicacies, but he has never been exposed to this type of delicacies. It is really fascinating.
I used to be surprised, but when I think about this woman, just one word can have the power to stir up the cause and effect of fate, so I am no longer surprised.
“It’s delicious!”
With these concise and concise words, the girl next to me almost jumped for joy.
Zong Shou looked thoughtfully at Jingyin's smooth head.
The Jingyin from the Yun Realm had already returned to secular life when he came to him. The nun's version of Jingyin was only seen in this world, and it was really cute.
"You are only sixteen. Why do you need to be ordained when you are still in your prime of life? As a nun, you have to abide by the rules and precepts, and you can no longer fall in love. What good is that?"
"Where did the donor say this?"
Jingyin's Yao nose wrinkled, feeling that Zong Shou's words sounded a little old-fashioned. But judging from his age, he was only about the same as him.
"The rules of our Buddhist sect prohibit marriage but never prohibit love between men and women. However, Jingyin is ready to become a monk here. With a pure body, he will always accompany the Buddha of the Infinite End and serve him throughout his life."
Only then did Zong Shou realize that the rules of Buddhism in the Cangling Realm seemed to be different from those in the Yun Realm.
People who practice in the Yun Realm are all about breaking away from home and severing the secular world. Taoism is okay, but Buddhism has to abide by various rules and precepts. However, in this world, there seems to be no such rules.
Yes, the Buddhist rules in the Yun Realm must be influenced by Confucianism.
In the early years, Buddhism was indeed regarded as a perverse and evil religion.
If we look closely at the scriptures, we can see that this teaching does not seem to be taboo about matters between men and women, but rather highly praises them.
Otherwise, there would be no Buddha named Happy Buddha——
After hearing this, I felt speechless for a while. Why do I feel that I have sinned so much?
It is really unforgivable for God to allow such a lovely young girl to use her whole body to serve 'himself'.
"The Infinite Buddha? The future Buddha of Buddhism?"
Zong Shou smiled and said: "I have heard about this person in other areas, but it seems that Buddhism has not even confirmed who his true identity is. He may not be able to return to the future Buddha position in the future. Maybe he has already died at this time. Why waste your whole life for this vague and unprovoked future Buddha——"
As soon as he reached the point of speaking, he stopped again. His face was extremely ugly, and his beautiful eyes were full of anger.
It seemed that he wanted to reprimand him, but he suppressed it. Jingyin's expression was unusually condensed.
"Just pretend that the donor's words have never been heard by Pure Sound. The immeasurable Buddhas in the future are the decrees of all Buddhas, and they are bound to be infallible. How can we allow the donor to blaspheme?"
That voice was also full of coldness: "Even if it is true as the donor said, Jingyin has no regrets and is willing to do this -" {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com Thank you for your support, all book friends, your support is Our biggest motivation}