It was nightfall, and Qi Wuhuo randomly found a place where he could take shelter from the wind and rain. It was a grass shed on the roadside in the mountains. It was probably built by someone nearby. If there was too much bitter wood and dead grass, there was no way to move it all at once.
We went down the mountain, or the yard at the foot of the mountain was already full, so we had to stay here for the time being. There was a simple shed above, which could provide some protection from the wind and rain, and also had some yellow and soft straw.
The young Taoist took off the sword case and jumped back.
There was a deep, dull sound, and the figure looked like a large character. He lay down on the straw and squinted his eyes comfortably.
The moonlight was clear and the mountains were quiet. He really liked this feeling.
After exhaling a breath, holding the bird egg in his arms, the young Taoist looked at the moonlight in the sky, thinking of nothing, just quiet, with stars all over the field, and suddenly he laughed and said: "Where is the Altair?"
"The moon is getting rounder and rounder..."
He looked at the moonlight.
When the full moon comes, it's time to go find the True Taoist Alliance.
He lay on the soft straw, thinking about something, and fell asleep in a hazy state.
The moonlight and the flowing wind in the mountains are just a young man, a Taoist and a cultivator.
On the second day, Qi Wuhuo was woken up by the sound of birdsong.
A sparrow landed on his shoulder and gently pecked the young man's cheek. It didn't hurt, or the slight pain was more likely to be a numb and itchy feeling. The young Taoist opened his eyes and said to the sky
After staying idle for a while, he stretched out and frightened the sparrow that was insisting on pulling his hair. Then he jumped on the branch and scolded the young Taoist.
Qi Wuhuo got up, washed himself with the clear spring in the mountain, and picked some pine nuts to eat.
Because I had to go to the Mingzhen Taoist League, I had to stay near Zhongzhou Fucheng. After thinking about it, I got up, patted the non-existent dust on my clothes, and went straight to Zhongzhou Fucheng, where I fought with Chaofeng and Jiaotu again.
call.
Chao Feng said: "Ah, little Taoist priest, I haven't been here for so long, I thought you were suffering from laziness and couldn't get up from lying down!"
Jiao Tu said: "Ignore him, he has a bad mouth."
"It's just that you haven't come for a long time and he misses you very much. He has been whispering to me every day for the past few days about little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest, why doesn't the little Taoist priest come? It's annoying him to death."
Chaofeng was furious: "You're talking nonsense! You obviously talk a lot!"
Jiao Tu was furious: "You're talking nonsense! You've said it eight hundred times!"
"Then you said it one thousand eight hundred times!"
"Two thousand eighty for you!"
"Then you have three thousand eighty!"
The spirits of the two sculptures began to quarrel again. In broad daylight, they were more interesting than this mortal world. During the quarrel, they did not forget to take some time to chat with the young Taoist. When he knew that he was here for a short stay, Xiaofeng said: "
Then you should go to the northwest, where there is a Taoist temple. There is only an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest in the Taoist temple."
"Although there are some other monk temples and Taoist temples in the city, their eyes are misty and their spirits are muddy."
"If you don't recognize us, then you certainly can't recognize you either."
The young Taoist thanked him and left.
Chaofeng said loudly: "Little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest."
"You look more like a real person than you did a few days ago!"
"You have to work harder!"
The young Taoist laughed, thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and made a fist and waved it.
Then he made a spell and blended into the crowd and walked into the city. What he saw in front of him was really dazzling, especially the [Nine Eyes Bridge] on the left and right, the pedestrians coming and going, the vendors selling snacks, the hot air
The smell was the same as that of the mountains. The young Taoist couldn't help but took out a copper coin, an oil cake, and a bowl of gruel.
There are also water knots cut into thin strips, sprinkled with red spicy oil and mixed with rice to make a steaming meal.
The young Taoist watched the people coming and going, and slowly walked to the northwest of the city. Sure enough, he found the Taoist temple under an old tree. The plaque of the Taoist temple was written in sharp handwriting with the three characters "Lian Yang Temple"
, but it seemed to have gone through the weather and was mottled. Qi Wuzhuo knocked on the door of the Taoist temple, and a delicate-looking little Taoist priest came out.
Ask him why he's here and invite him in.
Originally, even when registering at a Taoist temple, one had to read the documents, but the old Taoist only glanced at the young Taoist and exclaimed:
"You have all three talents, it is a rare Taoist orthodoxy..."
"You may not have any innate Qi, but your Yuan Shen Yuan Qi is much stronger than that of me."
"It's fellow Taoist, please come in."
So Qi Wuhuo temporarily settled in this Taoist temple.
There is only one old Taoist priest and a small Taoist priest in the Taoist temple. Except for the Sanqing Hall, there are Tianwang Hall on the left and right, and there is also a building.
The building is two stories high, and there is a sword hanging under the plaque.
The young Taoist helped sweep every day, but he never went up to the building because the building was always locked. The old Taoist once explained with a smile: "This building is called [Lu Zulou]. The founder of our lineage once received a
Thanks to the advice of an immortal named Lu, this pavilion was left in place. It cannot be opened except by Mr. Lu Zu."
When the young Taoist asked about the immortal named Lu, the old Taoist just shook his head and said:
"It's been so long that I don't even remember it."
"It would be better to say that I was not even born at that time, and my ancestor's ancestor was still a young Taoist priest."
"How can we know?"
So Qi Wuhuo had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and slight speculations.
After Tantai Xuan stole the badge of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, he fled to Zhongzhou. Many of the things he committed were near Fucheng. The young Taoist spent these days searching for this person who had left behind him day by day.
The family members of the person who made the last wish will then pass on the regrets and wishes. If the person is far away, it is often necessary to use escape techniques to move forward.
You leave at sunrise and can only come back at sunset.
The little Taoist priest at Lianyang Temple was curious.
The old Taoist priest is not curious.
But he also called the little Taoist Mo Duowen.
Another day when Qi Wuhuo came back, it was already sunset and he was hungry, but the vendors had all stopped. When he asked, the old man pushing a cart selling knickknacks next to him said, "He, I don't know."
Why, I must have caught a cold and had a bad cough. I didn’t want to make others sick, so I had to rest at home.”
"Hey, little Taoist priest, you should also pay attention."
“I don’t know what’s going on these days.”
"More and more people are getting sick."
He also coughed a few times, picked up a five-color silk thread and said, "This is used to ward off evil spirits. Do you want one for the little Taoist priest?"
Qi Wuhuo declined.
It is true that during this period, the number of people feeling sick has gradually increased.
The young Taoist had no choice but to endure his hunger and walked back. However, at the corner of the intersection, he saw the young Taoist from Lianyang Temple. The latter also spotted Qi Wuhuo and waved his hand: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, here,
it's here!"
All Taoist practitioners in the world are disciples of Taoist ancestors. When they meet each other on the Taoism, they just call each other Taoist friends.
It was just that the old Taoist priest had an equal relationship with Qi Wuhuo.
Therefore, the young Taoist priest had no choice but to call him Uncle Qi. Because he felt that the young Taoist priest was a few years older than him and seemed to be a generation younger, he was a little unhappy. The old Taoist priest bought a candied haws and coaxed him for half an afternoon.
Then he obeyed obediently and honestly called the young Taoist Master, and later he got used to it.
Everyone else looked sideways.
Qi Wuhuo walked over and saw that it was a porridge shop.
The inside was not gruel, but a very thick one. The young Taoist just smelled it and smelled a lot of medicinal materials.
It can strengthen the body and expel evil spirits.
There was a young man in rich clothes directing the porridge soup, and he was quite enthusiastic.
The little Taoist priest Mingxin waited in line for a long time. When he saw Qi Wuhuo coming, he came out and lined up with him at the back.
"Ah, Taoist Priest, it's you."
Suddenly there was a sound.
Qi Wuhuo turned around and saw a few big men. They were the beggars who lived in the Earth Temple when he first came to Zhongzhou Fucheng. They were wearing quite clean clothes at the moment. It was obvious that they had found jobs and had come.
Looking for a good meal here, several people thanked them and said with a smile: "Fortunately, there is not much rain this year. We can avoid the cold for a few days, and we can go out to work earlier."
"But I haven't been paid yet, so this meal of porridge is really timely."
"This medicinal porridge warms the body and makes people feel much better."
"Go to the cold."
A few people were chatting, and when they came closer, the young man in brocade clothes gave Qi Wuzhu a bowl of porridge. Qi Wuzhuo's eyes were slightly surprised, but he recognized the young man, thanked him, walked to the side, and
Feeling happy, the little Taoist priest walked to the Taoist temple together. The little Taoist priest was shaking his head and liked the meat porridge very much.
Because you don’t have to wash rice yourself!
In this way, you can spend more time under the pine trees and look at the ants.
The young Taoist asked with a smile: "Does the porridge taste good?"
"Um!"
"A cultivator must not know the medicine. If you don't know the medicine, you can't practice. So, let me test you, how many medicinal materials are there?"
So the little Taoist priest Ming Xin looked confused.
"What are the uses of these medicinal materials?"
Ming Xin felt like she was about to cry: "Can you recognize it after taking a bite of porridge?"
The young Taoist smiled slightly, handed over a candy, stuffed it into Ming Xin's mouth, stopped the little Taoist's tears, and then slowly explained the contents of the medicinal porridge, saying: "It's because I know this prescription.
, I thought I was the only one in the world who knew this recipe, but I underestimated others, sir, if he can create it, others will naturally be able to create it too."
"Is this prescription very powerful?"
"It's very powerful. My husband calls it [Ping Feng Powder]. I don't know what the name of the doctor who wrote this recipe to make meat porridge was."
"Probably not this fun."
"Even if it is the same thing, different people have different names for it."
Mingxin asked curiously: "Why is it called Pingfensan?"
Qi Wuhuo said: "The name [Pingfeng Powder] means that it uses the invisible medicinal power to turn into an invisible jade screen in front of the person, resisting the entry of evil and disease qi into the body, and just enough to strengthen the righteousness without causing the disease."
Biased, it allows those who are relatively weak to absorb the power of the medicine. Zhongzhengpinghe is easy to say, but it is difficult to be a human being or practice medicine."
Ming Xin nodded and said, "It's not like what a person of your age, uncle, would say."
The young Taoist touched his head and replied gently: "The person who taught me medical skills told me so."
Mingxin asked curiously: "But does Master Qi know that person just now?"
"You seem to be thinking about it all the time."
Qi Wuhuo said: "Yes, we know you."
It's in a dream.
When the current emperor ascended the throne five years ago, he defeated his elder brother in a fight and used the young to overcome his elders in order to seize the legitimate son. The young man just now was the son of the man who failed to seize the legitimate son. Qi Wuhuo vaguely remembered that this young man was in his
The second oldest child in the family, he also had an older sister, two younger brothers, and a younger sister. After his father failed, he was named the county king, and then he declined and died soon after.
The title of county king was inherited by that child.
Soon, the younger brother of the young prince had an accident first. His galloping horse fell into the lake and died.
Then there is the elder sister who is recorded as "intelligent and cold-blooded, decisive, knowledgeable about political affairs, and every time she talks to her father, she laments that she is not a man".
This sister seemed to have been poisoned.
After all, it was a royal scandal, but what puzzled Qi Wuhuo was, had this young man ever been to Zhongzhou?
In Huang Liang Yimeng's memory of Qi Wuhuo, the man who was later named the county king seemed to have made some moves at first, causing waves to remain; but after his eldest sister was poisoned in the capital, he was trapped in Zhongzhou.
, although he seems to have great ambitions, he is unable to do anything about it. Every month or so, he and the current emperor perform a drama of loving relatives and filial piety to win over the hearts of scholars all over the world?
Why are you here?
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Qi Wuhuo suppressed his curiosity and returned to the Taoist temple with the little Taoist priest Mingxin. They cleaned and tidied up and slept in the scripture pavilion. While meditating at night, he suddenly felt a change in vitality. The bronze mirror had been separated for so many days.
, finally lit up again, and Qi Wuhuo saw the girl again, but today she was wearing white clothes and green clothes.
The black hair on her head was tied up with a light rose-colored hairband. It was elegant and free, like a green lotus in the pond. However, her face looked a little anxious, and she said hurriedly:
"Wu Huo, Uncle Niu 'went out' before, and now he's back."
"It's just that there are some, some things that are not quite right..."
"Dad, he's not here."
"Doubu and Lei Mansion have issued edicts. My father went to Doubu to order the generals. I am the only one at home, and no one else knows what to do..."
Yun Qin murmured, and soon, Qi Wuhuo knew what "not a big rival" meant. The girl stretched out her hand and pulled the old scalper to the side. The old scalper turned into a human body, and he was Youzai.
The one who floated over carelessly was also sitting on the lotus platform, with his hands forming the fearless seal of the three realms, and his face full of desire, looking like the Buddha statue in the temple.
A big light behind the head.
Very eye-catching.
Yunqin stretched out his finger and poked it. It was possible to pass through.
"What should I do? Now Uncle Niu has become like this."
The girl was crying with a sad face.
He poked and prodded while crying.
Lao Niu sat upright on the lotus platform, his eyes turned into the slender and large soft arc of the Buddha statue in the temple, and there was a little red light between his eyebrows, and he said:
"Amitabha, the original form is not the form, so why are you so persistent?"
The young Taoist said many words and tried many methods. The old cow sat on the lotus platform with the light behind its head like a Bodhisattva.
The kind-hearted person is like the statue on the lotus platform.
His name is the Great Powerful Ox King Bodhisattva.
Finally, the young Taoist thought deeply, stretched out a finger, and said:
"Uncle Niu."
"I wrote the second article of the previous article [Seven Tips]!"
Then the expression of the 'Mighty Ox King Bodhisattva', with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, suddenly froze.
Yupingfeng Powder was created by Wei Yilin, a physician in the Yuan Dynasty