After eating enough, Monk Shi Yuan naturally knew that eating people's mouths was short, so he became more and more concerned about Yang Yi's affairs, and he told Xiaoqian to guard outside and not to come in, disturbing him and Yang Yi.

Immediately, Monk Shi Yuan returned to his room, took out a small wooden box, and returned to the alchemy room again.

"Master, you're here, hurry up, add me some coal, the temperature seems to be low at this time......" Yang Yi took a sip of water, and when he saw Monk Shi Yuan walking in, he beckoned impatiently.

"You kid, you really think of this as a hot spring......" Monk Shi Yuan pointed at Yang Yi and said with a smile.

Yang Yi shook his head proudly and said, "Of course, I have been climbing Mount Everest for a few days, just to find you, the master, I haven't taken a bath for several days, this time I must wash him cleanly......"

Monk Shi Yuan stopped talking, added some coals and threw them under the bath barrel, poured some alcohol, and the next second the flames burst out.

The temperature in the alchemy room suddenly increased a lot.

"Oh...... Refreshing! Yang Yi closed his eyes with a sigh.

Monk Shi Yuan opened the small wooden box and took out a strange-looking plant from inside.

The whole body of the plant was crystal clear, flashing with a little brilliance, white and flawless, not to mention, like an ice sculpture, Yang Yi opened his eyes and saw Monk Shi Yuan sighing with the plant, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Huh? Master, what is this thing? ”

"This is called Snow Lotus ......," Monk Shi Yuan said without raising his head.

"Snow Lotus?!" Yang Yi vaguely seemed to have heard this name somewhere, and asked tentatively, "Is it a very rare and precious medicinal material, that is, the Tianshan Snow Lotus recorded in the book?" ”

"Yes, the Tianshan Snow Lotus is a kind of snow lotus, but although the Tianshan Snow Lotus is rare, it is not impossible to find it if you look for it carefully, and this snow lotus of the poor monk is ten thousand times more precious than the Tianshan Snow Lotus......"

"I'll go, so what the hell is this?" Yang Yi asked.

"It is a unique plant on Mount Everest, it grows on the summit of Mount Everest, it grows an inch long for a thousand years, and it takes 10,000 years to bloom, and this plant has lived for more than 10,000 years......," the monk Shi Yuan said.

Yang Yi took a breath of cold air hatefully, Nima, this plant is simply about to become a refinement, it has grown so much for more than 10,000 years, it seems to be rare.

"Master, what are you doing with him?" Yang Yi asked again.

Monk Shi Yuan sighed and said: "It's not all because of you, the medicine in this bath bucket is already enough, but the poor monk ate the food cooked by your little girlfriend, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he decided to add another fierce medicine to you!" ”

"You're talking about Xiaoqian?" Yang Yi blinked.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, it's your little girlfriend, who specially cooked food for the poor monk just now, why should the poor monk be more attentive to you......"

"And what does this plant do to me?" Yang Yidao.

"If you get out of the customs after three days, your strength will ......be the same as just now," said Monk Shi Yuan.

Yang Yi's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Is it that after I come out, I am still a fourth-level elite?" ”

"That's right......"

"Then hurry up, hurry up and use it for me, I don't want to be a person who doesn't have any kung fu......" Yang Yi urged impatiently.

"Little baby, the poor monk knows that it is too wasteful to use you on this little bastard, but there is no way to do it, who makes the poor monk and Bodhisattva heartbroken?" Monk Shi Yuan held the snow lotus in his arms, very reluctant.

"Bald donkey, don't be so abrasive, okay? Isn't it just a plant? It's a big deal, you can go to the top of Mount Everest and pick another one......"

"Huh? Good idea, maybe there's something up there......" Monk Shi Yuan thought about it carefully, it made sense.

Although this Mount Everest is young among the world's mountain ranges, it also has a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years, and there is not necessarily such a snow lotus on the top of the mountain.

Thinking of this, Monk Shi Yuan's mood suddenly felt much better, and without saying a word, he crushed the snow lotus flower and sprinkled the powder in the bath bucket, like the sun's brilliance sprinkled on the earth.

Colorful.

The temperature of the water was just right, and as soon as this snow lotus was added, Yang Yi felt a chill, as if he had fallen from a hot spring to an ice cellar, and couldn't help but shiver twice.

Monk Shi Yuan explained on the side: "This snow lotus can grow on the top of Mount Everest at minus 100 degrees, and it is naturally cold-tolerant and unusual, plus it has survived for tens of thousands of years, it is naturally a negative plant, and it is normal for you to feel cold......

"But you don't have to worry, the poor monk will add coal to you, and it won't be long before the effect of the medicine comes into play, and you will feel comfortable......

Yang Yi shivered in the bathtub with a pendulum, but he didn't complain, there must be pay, there is no pie in the world, although his whole body seems to be frozen.

But Yang Yi gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, and he didn't make a sound at all.

Monk Shi Yuan saw it in his eyes and nodded appreciatively.

After about an hour, Yang Yi's body finally warmed up gradually, and the medicinal effect of the snow lotus finally began to work, Yang Yi only felt that every cell in his body opened a greedy mouth.

Gulping down the medicinal effect of the snow lotus, he clearly felt that the warm currents gathered in the dantian, and the originally broken dantian was gradually healing and healing, so that it was even bigger than the beginning, the only pity was that there was no energy in it.

Monk Shi Yuan saw it in his eyes and thought to himself, the time should be almost up.

He said: "The poor monk of the "Yijin Sutra" of this Laolin Temple has never used it, and can only experiment according to what is written in the secret book, so it may take some detours, if you can't bear it, tell the poor monk as soon as possible, and the poor monk will ......stop in time."

"As long as you don't mess around, I can bear any pain, don't underestimate me!" Yang Yi gritted his teeth and put on a generous death.

He was pulled out of the bathtub by Monk Shi Yuan, and he was soaked, with a few withered plants on his shoulders that had lost their medicinal effect.

Monk Shi Yuan took out a secret book made of bamboo slips from his arms, which looked almost rotten, and there was a possibility that they would break if they were touched.

"It's ...... Originally? Yang Yi guessed that this should not be the manuscript of Monk Shi Yuan.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded and said: "That's right, it is the original of Laolin Temple, and after the poor monk copied it, he felt that such good things should not be left in Laolin Temple to be buried, so he brought them and left a manuscript!" ”

"I'll ...... You've really been a thief ......," Yang Yi pursed.

Monk Shi Yuan laughed: "Then what's the matter, the poor monk didn't cause any losses, he just stole the beams and changed the pillars, it's nothing...... Okay, without further ado, let's get started......"

He spread out the bamboo slips, placed them on the ground, pointed to the humanoid pattern on them, and said: "You pose according to the pattern above, and the poor monk will use the internal force of the Buddha to open up your two veins of Rendu......

Yang Yi put on a variety of strange postures, some were upside down, some were lying horizontally, some were sleeping, some were bent legs, and all kinds of strange and eye-opening people.

Monk Shi Yuan was in full array, and whenever Yang Yi put on a new pose, he would always take a deep breath and slap his palms on the acupoints on Yang Yi's body one after another.

Strands of internal force are plunged into it.

Time, gradually a day passed, Xiao Qian, who was waiting outside, seemed a little anxious, and now it has reached the most critical juncture, she has changed from the initial anxiety to worry.

Seeing a Buddhist statue in the room of Monk Shi Yuan, the little girl who had never believed in religion knelt down in front of the Buddha and prayed silently.

It was another half a day, and at that moment the door of the cave was suddenly opened, and two figures came in from outside, both bald, but one of them was wearing a robe, and the other was lame.

"Senior brother, senior brother, where are you?" The robe-clad monk who looked to be sixty or seventy years old called out loudly as soon as he entered.

It should be a call for Monk Shiyuan.

"Are you ......" Xiao Qian ran out of Monk Shi Yuan's room when she heard the voice, and just wanted to speak, but after seeing the lame person, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Huh? How can there be outsiders here? The monk in the robe was amazed and wanted to ask how Xiao Qian got here.

The lame bald head suddenly became emotional and shouted loudly: "It's you?!" Why are you here? ”

"Ming'er? Do you know her? The monk in his robe frowned, wondering how his child could know this girl.

"Yes, it was her companion who broke my leg!" Dongfang Ming gritted his teeth.

"What?!" The monk in the robe suddenly burst out, and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Qian, grabbed her neck, and said coldly, "Say, where is the bastard who broke my son's leg?" Also, how did you get here......"

Xiao Qian looked at the person with the broken leg, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, she didn't expect that in such a critical bald head, there would be an uninvited guest, and ...... The person who came also had a grudge against Yang Yi.

Probably someone has already guessed that the person with the broken leg is none other than a group of robber leaders Yang Yi met on the way here, a bald man.

And he is actually the younger brother of Monk Shi Yuan and the illegitimate son of Master Yuankun.

The bald man was broken by Yang Yi, comminuted the fracture, and ran to several hospitals but could not be cured, in desperation, the bald man had to ask for help from his father, Master Yuankun.

Can Gen Yuankun refuse? He definitely didn't want to see his son become a disabled person, so he brought the bald man here, wanting to ask for help from his senior brother, Monk Shi Yuan.

Because Master Yuankun knew that his senior brother had a panacea, which was very effective for broken bones.

As a result, the two didn't expect to meet Xiao Qian here, and Master Yuankun naturally wanted to ask where the kid who was cruel to his son was?

"Say! Where are your companions now? Master Yuankun's eyes were cracked, and he shouted loudly.

"I ...... Ahem...... I don't know......" Xiao Qian felt that the strength in Master Yuankun's hand was gradually increasing, and it felt very uncomfortable to be choked by someone.

She breathed rapidly, but she could breathe in very little air, and after a while, a little face turned red.

"You really don't know?" Master Yuankun narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his slightly cloudy eyes.

"No...... I don't know ......" Xiao Qian shook her head stubbornly.

Couldn't ask anything, of course Master Yuankun wouldn't kill Xiao Qian easily, he let go of his palm, let Xiao Qian sit on the ground, and said coldly: "Hmph, keep your little life first, think about where that kid is, the poor monk's patience is not much......"

"You're a monk, can't you kill me?" Xiao Qian couldn't believe that the ruthless old man in front of her could be a monk.