Chapter Seventy-Two: Monk's Gifts

"That monk is full of friendship with me, and he shouldn't give me anything useless."

Zhao Zhong thought about it, and after opening the package, he saw that inside was a letter that recorded 'personal enlightenment', three incense sticks wrapped in layers of rice paper, and a small bottle of viscous juice.

"Incense, potions? Could it be related to cultivation? After he saw these things, somehow, he immediately remembered the formula found by the old Chinese medicine doctor in the 'Taoist Travels'.

"Maybe there are some magical formulas or exercises in what the Buddhist monks have seen and heard, which I haven't found."

Zhao Zhong thought in his heart, so he first picked up the envelope to see if his guess was correct.

And when he looked at it, he also found that the monk's handwriting record was indeed a strange recipe in the Buddhist monk's observations.

"Officer Zhao, the book you gave to the little monk has been completely engraved, but the original cannot be returned to you. Because the little monk remembered the kindness of the teacher, he burned it to the master yesterday. Without your consent, Wanghaihan. ’

At the beginning, there are some apologetic words about the monk.

When Zhao Zhong saw it, he was not angry.

Anyway, in his mind, books are just dead things, and those pieces of paper are also a form of recording words, and where they are recorded is not recorded.

In addition to some apologetic words, the letter also wrote after leaving a few blank lines.

But in the midst of what he saw and heard, the little monk had a whimsical idea, and used the bodhisattva's insight in it to make a kind of incense and bone-setting medicine, which was used as the original reward. ’

Its incense, called in the book, is a quiet fragrance.

After the little monk made it, he tried it, and found that he could rest assured when he burned it, just like the little monk realized the Tao in front of the Buddha.

Its medicine, there is no name in the book, and the little monk does not dare to talk nonsense.

But after the little monk made it, he opened his fingertips and tried it, and when he applied it, he found that it could stop the blood from oozing and speed up the healing of the wound.

If you compare it with time, it should be three times the effect of normal healing.

Moreover, it can also be used for bruises, or joint congestion. When applied, it relieves pain, and the effect is not immediate, but it can also be said to be miraculous..'

In the letter, the monk explained the function of the incense and the bottle of liquid.

It is exactly the same as Zhao Zhongxiang, and it is indeed for cultivation.

"In what the Buddhist monks have seen and heard, there are indeed formula herbs for practicing martial arts." Zhao Zhong sighed, and then looked under the letter, and saw that the first page stopped here.

However, the letter was divided into two pages, and after Zhao Zhong saw it, he turned it down and found that the next page was densely recorded with some Chinese medicine formulas.

These are recipes for how to make incense and bruises.

After that, the handwriting of the recipe is further down, and there is a message from the monk.

"Officer Zhao, the little monk has clarified the recipe, and these herbs can be refined in ordinary Chinese medicine stores..'

When the letter was finished, the monk seemed to pause, and did not put pen to paper.

As a result, the handwriting is a little incoherent, as if another line is written.

'After thinking about it for a few days, the little monk decided to let go of the world, wander the world, promote the Dharma, and take the fate of fasting..'

The monk's handwriting stopped here, as if he had realized that he had let go of all the things in the world.

If there is no accident, Zhao Zhong will definitely find nothing if he goes to that town to find him now.

"This master can put it down."

After Zhao Zhong read it, he didn't know if he was touching him, and he could only wish him peace and security in the future.

But everyone walks differently, monks have the path of monks, and there is a way to practice martial arts.

Zhao Zhong can't be like a monk, after entering a deep mountain and old forest, he hones his boxing skills alone.

"In the mountains and forests, there is no one to practice, and the practice is just an empty shelf, or just a means to kill some beasts..."

Zhao Zhong shook his head, and after making a Buddhist salute to the box, he put the letter away.

Later, when he took out the incense wrapped in rice paper in the box, he took out one stick.

Click—

The open fire was lit, Zhao Zhong found a bottle, pinched the mouth of the bottle with his hands, pricked the incense into it, and put it in the house to smoke.

This is what he wants to try after this incense is lit, whether it is as magical as the monk said that the Buddha is enlightened.

And just like that, it didn't take long.

As the incense burned, for a while, it seemed like a little cloud and mist, echoing in the house.

Zhao Zhong leaned over, took a deep breath, and when the clouds and smoke coiled around his lungs, for a moment, he felt as if he was smearing his temples with cool oil, and his mind was clear, as if he had just woken up in the morning, and many problems that he couldn't understand before going to bed were solved at once.

"This quiet incense is really strange, it is worthy of the immortal Buddha Fang Zi that the Buddhist monks have seen and heard."

After Zhao Zhong took a long breath, he felt a burst of admiration in his heart.

Then, he didn't delay anything, within the time when the Jingshen incense was lit, he grabbed it with his left hand, stepped on it, stood on a dragon bear's fist frame, and when he smelled the refreshing cloud smoke, he began to stand on the pile and brush his strength.

Whew—

Zhao Zhong's fists and feet were intertwined, and the subtle wind sounded.

When his set of dragons and bears was beaten down, it was not said to be very smooth, but it was much better than the style that was similar in the morning.

"This incense must be prepared more, not to mention the usual use of martial arts. But when I comprehended a new Xingyi Fist, this 'Jingshen Incense' had a great effect, as if it had improved my qualifications in vain."

When he admired in his heart, there was a "bang", and the move in his hand was messed up and hit the wall next to him.

This was when he was practicing martial arts, because he was appreciating the tranquility incense, he was distracted, and unconsciously, he ran into the corner of the wall while practicing.

"You have to practice martial arts with your heart, and you can't be distracted.."

Zhao Zhong smiled and glanced at the small pit on the wall, and after his unscathed fist, he immediately retracted his mind and began to concentrate on practicing the moves.

In this way, as time passed, and after about ten minutes had passed, he gathered his posture and stood up, for the incense had burned out and extinguished.

But after practicing for more than ten minutes, Zhao Zhong was also refreshed, just like opening the legendary 'Immortal Family Trick', and all kinds of moves were deep in his heart.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone, and also saw that when the Jingshen incense was lit, when he practiced the boxing method, the consumption multiple had also increased a lot, from fifty-three times to a full sixty times.

[Due to the influence of special drugs, the holder's brain cells are active and the energy consumption increases]

This is the explanation of the system's sudden appearance on the screen.

"The active brain cells refer to my previous state of mental concentration and clear mind.." After Zhao Zhong pondered for a while, combined with the state just now, he had already guessed this matter.

Because, like the formula liquid, Jingshen incense is a stimulating drug, and it is an exercise auxiliary prescription that increases the activity of cells.

It's just that the formula liquid belongs to the stimulation of body cells, and the tranquility incense belongs to brain cells.

But it doesn't matter.

For Zhao Zhong, as long as the medicine can increase the effect of exercise, it is a good medicine.

"A plant of incense can give me fifteen minutes of 'enlightenment' state.."

Zhao Zhong thought in his heart, but he felt that the Jingshen incense had to be made more. Moreover, it is necessary to increase the amount and make it more condensed, otherwise it will only burn for about fifteen minutes like a quiet incense made by a monk, which is too short, and it is easy to delay his continuous cultivation time.