Liang Cheng's gaze involuntarily lingered on the collarbone of Yi Nian, there was still a drop of water in the depression, it seemed that the other party had just bathed, and a red silk thread was exposed on his neck, the color had faded, and he must have worn it for many years.

Liang Cheng's gaze turned around and met the pair of quiet eyes of Zen Master Yinian, he was like a naughty boy who was suddenly broken and stole candied fruit, his cheeks flew a thin red, he hurriedly bowed his head, and said, "The master is back......"

"Hmm," Yi Nian paced to the front of the desk, sat down freely, and said lightly, "Please take a seat." ”

“…… Ah, good. Liang Cheng didn't dare to look around anymore this time, and knelt on the futon in a regular manner, with his hands on his knees, sitting upright, his back straight, and his eyes drooping, as if he was concentrating on studying the patterns on the wooden table.

"Chengxin, there is something I need to tell you, this matter is at stake with your life."

Liang Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes were surprised, the other party seemed to be a little tired, one hand supported his forehead, his eyes were slightly blue, with the cultivation of a Zen master, he would never be so tired, it can be seen that in the past few days, the other party will definitely be running around.

With his heart settled, Liang Cheng calmed down: "The master has left the temple these days, but for the sake of Chengxin's body?" ”

"Yes, that day for you to diagnose the pulse, the initial exploration is not a big deal, but the two levels of heavy strings, two slow and weak, the muscles are cold and white, if the ordinary doctor asks, I am afraid that it will be misdiagnosed as a general wind cold." A thought paused slightly, and continued: "I know that the royal family has a heart sutra that is not transmitted, it was created by the Huijue Zen master back then, it is not a secret, the family teacher has a half-volume transcript in his hand, a thought was fortunate to have a view when he was young, this scripture is broad and profound, worthy of the holy scriptures of qi cultivation, if you have practiced since childhood, there will never be this pulse, so I left the temple to visit a senior, ask him to explain one or two doubts for me, this is sure ......"

Yi Nian's eyes were heavy, he looked at Liang Cheng's eyes, and said in a heavy tone: "You were ...... Pure Frost Dew. ”

"Pure Frost?" Liang Cheng was puzzled, he had never heard of this poison.

"Pure frost dew is not poison," as if to understand Liang Cheng's doubts, a thought explained: "It is made of the silver heart frost lotus that grows on the veins of the Jialeng Mountain, it is a holy medicine treasure to resist the demons, just a drop, the warrior will not be in danger of going mad in this life, and it is also a great benefit in cultivation, but it is a pity that this lotus blooms every ten years, but the flowering period is only seven days, not to mention that the veins of the Jialeng Mountain are difficult to find, there is also a ground flame snake near the frost lotus, which is poisonous and fierce, and it is impossible to prevent it. ”

"It's a good thing that you were given pure frost dew, but unfortunately, the silver heart frost lotus is restrained with one thing, once they meet, it becomes cold poison, and it is difficult to detect. That thing is also a rare treasure, it is difficult to buy a thousand gold, and now in the world, there are only two left. ”

Liang Cheng's heart tightened, and he stroked the blood relics on his wrist with one hand, "What is it?" ”

A thought moved his gaze downwards and landed on Liang Cheng's wrist, his eyes were dark and bright, "Back then, the family teacher occasionally got two blood relics, one for me and one for you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a red silk thread from the placket of his clothes, and a small red lotus-shaped pebble fell from the bottom, which was the blood relic.

In fact, blood relics can also eliminate demons, gain internal strength, and store qi to nourish people, but these two treasures have similar functions, belonging to the Central Plains Zen Buddhism and Jialeng Tantric Buddhism, but they cannot be shared, and now the cold poison in your body has already penetrated into the five organs of the meridians, even if you no longer wear blood relics, within ten years, it will ...... The soul returns to the West. ”

Liang Cheng grabbed his wrist tightly, and felt that his palm was like a pinprick in pain, and said in a dumb voice: "Does the Silver Heart Frost Lotus still have another name?" ”

"Yes, the silver heart frost lotus is the name of the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains," a thought said: "The secret Buddhism of the Jialeng Mountain called it Mosa, in the 3rd year of the Ming Dynasty, the Jialeng clan called the court a tribute, and the King of the Buddha of the Jialeng Buddha presented the treasure of the clan like Mosa essence. ”

Liang Cheng listened quietly, his nails digging deep into the inside of his wrist.

He still remembers that when he was five years old, he practiced the Bodhicitta Sutra for the first time, and his father asked him to take the Mossa Essence Dew, saying that it was beneficial to the martial arts, and he later learned that this thing was a rare treasure, even if it was the Galeng Buddha Garden, the number of hidden treasures was only *, but his father was willing to give him a serving, and he was the only one among the princes, and he didn't want to, but he thought that the favored emperor was originally a talisman for life......

No, maybe my father didn't know that the Mosa and the Blood Relic were compatible, so this qiē may just be a coincidence......

However, the next moment, this luck was shattered again by a thought, "In fact, I saw you when I was five years old, when I entered the palace with the family teacher to pray for you, the family teacher once said that you have a death calamity, you need to shave the ordination, the saint does not allow it, the family teacher will give you the blood relics, he knows that there is a mosa essence in the palace, and the royal children have always been accustomed to relying on pills to improve their internal strength, and the family teacher instructed a ......"

A trace of blood overflowed from the inside of the pale wrist, which was actually pinched out by Liang Chengsheng.

I see! I see!

Haha, there is really no father and son in heaven!

Liang Cheng clenched his teeth, his face was no longer clear and warm, his eyes were also full of frost, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a layer of shadows.

Suddenly, the wrist was gently pulled, and the five fingers that clasped the side of the wrist were loosened one by one, and the warm fingertips with the cocoon touched the blood marks on it.

"Don't be afraid," the mellow and wine-like voice was low and soothing, sliding into Liang Cheng's ears like a golden spell, and exploded directly in his brain like spring thunder, "Senior brother save you." ”

Liang Cheng was stunned, "I...... Can I still be saved? ”

"I know it's not easy to detoxify, but ...... In the future, I, I ......" Liang Cheng can say a lot of grateful words, but none of them can tell the gratitude in his heart, Liang Cheng's lips trembled slightly, and a thousand words turned into two words "thank you", but it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

A gentle smile seemed to flash in his eyes, he took Chengxin's hand, bypassed the paper screen and walked towards the meditation room, saying as he walked: "I'll give you medicine." ”

Liang Cheng let a thought move, and after bypassing the paper screen, he found that the Zen room had a hole, and the space behind it was actually the size of two warm pavilions, and the left and right were separated by bamboo curtains, and it was vaguely visible that there were two connected ear rooms behind the curtains. Put a guqin on the top of the middle case, burn the incense burner on the side, the green smoke wafts up, the fragrance is faint and lasting, there are bookshelves on the west side, the books are full, the museum shelves are placed on the left and right in the middle, and some small porcelain bottles are placed at will.

Yi Nian first took off the blood relics on Liang Cheng's wrist, then picked up a celadon bottle, poured a few drops of medicinal dew into the crescent-shaped wound on the inside of Liang Cheng's wrist, and then gently wiped it with his fingertips, Liang Cheng recognized its taste, which was condensation incense.

Yi Nian rubbed it lightly and said: "Although the cold poison on your body has long been submerged into the meridians, it is not impossible to discharge, but it takes a long time, and you will also suffer some pondering during the period, can you bear it?" ”

Liang Cheng smiled bitterly, "It's better to lose your life." ”

"That's good," a thought saw that the condensate had penetrated into the skin, so he withdrew his hand and said: "If you want to heal you, you need to find a hot spring in the hole, the first month, you need to apply needles to the whole body every day to comb the meridians, and then use the hot spring to supplement the internal force to promote poison, and then one month, once every seven days, and then every nine days, until nine hundred and eighty-one days, after that, although there is no need to apply needles again, but to take a daily medicinal bath, a year later, turn to once a month, so that for another three years, it can be cured, but in the end the foundation is damaged, in the future, every rainy winter and spring, you need to pay attention to maintenance, in order to prevent wind and cold. ”

After a long course of treatment, Liang Cheng only had four words left in his heart - full-body acupuncture!