"Scum!"

"Get out!"

In the depths of Xiling, in the cliff covered by green vines, there was a hoarse scolding full of resentment and violent, and the scolding was sharp and unpleasant, like a sharp sword that could pierce countless layers of armor, and for some reason, it was tightly sealed around the cliff and did not leak a trace to the outside world.

The green vines were suddenly chaotic, and a figure swept out of the deep cave and fell heavily on the stone floor. It was a young man wearing an old Taoist robe, I don't know how long it took, he finally woke up, got up with difficulty, and coughed bitterly while holding the green vine on the cliff beside him, blood splattered out of his lips, and after a while, the front of the Taoist robe was dyed red, looking extremely miserable and pitiful.

The Taoist is naturally Longqing. He grabbed the green vine and rested for a while, made sure that the injury was not serious, walked to the edge of the cliff, picked up the bucket and carried the bag, and continued to walk towards the caves above the cliff, there was no fear or resentment in his calm eyes, and he didn't even look back at the deep cave at all.

These days, he climbed this vine-covered cliff every day, and dealt with the seriously injured veterans in the cave, and he deeply felt the violent and terrifying temper of these deviant people.

The number of times I was humiliated, I was naturally numb, and I was injured more times, and the more I became clearer and clearer that the difference in strength between me and the old Taoist priest was like heaven and earth, and where was there any resentment and revenge.

The disabled old Taoist priests in the cave, although they didn't have a good face for Longqing, they could be said to be calling around, beating and scolding as they pleased, but they knew that if they wanted to know the news of the world in time and keep in touch with the outside world, they couldn't beat Longqing to death directly, so they still had some measure, which made Longqing miserable, but it would not affect his actions.

It's just that there are many caves in the cliffs, there are many disabled old Taoists, everyone thinks they have a sense of proportion, and they don't know where they go when they are in a single measure, Longqing's injuries in each cave are not serious, but so many caves for so many days add up, and the injuries are still getting worse day by day.

Because of the injury, Longqing's movements were much slower, and when he returned to the Taoist temple after a day's work, it was almost dusk. The warm and fiery sunset, shining from the other side of the Xiling mountains, shone on the simple Taoist temple, he stood in front of the lakeside thatched hut, looking at the beautiful scenery, without any expression on his face.

The middle-aged Taoist walked slowly to his side, looked at the lake in the twilight, and did not explain to him the identities of the old Taoists in the caves, but said indifferently: "The more beautiful the scenery, the fewer people there are. ”

Long Qing saluted the middle-aged Taoist and asked, "Uncle Shi, have there always been so few people in the temple?"

From the South China Sea to Zhishouguan, except for the three uncles, Longqing did not see anyone else, the simple and beautiful Taoist temple, always shrouded in silence.

"More than ten years ago, when Pippi and the little girl were still there, the view was much more lively, but then everyone left, and Ye Su only came back occasionally, and the view inevitably became a little lonely. ”

The middle-aged Taoist said: "But I heard that the little girl has inherited the position of the Judgment Divine Seat, and the Bright and Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne will probably be replaced, so in a few more days, the temple will be lively for a few days." ”

The head of the Xiling Temple and the three great priests, as well as the Tang Dynasty National Teacher and characters like Master Yan Se, all need to be baptized by Haotian in the Zhishou Temple before they can be awarded the position of the Great Priest. Long Qing knew this allusion, but thinking that Ye Hongyu had come to this point, his expression couldn't help but be a little confused.

"The holy place in the hearts of Daomen disciples, the unknowable place in the legends of the cultivation world, turns out to be such a simple and even quiet Taoist temple, is it a little different from your imagination?"

Long Qing shook his head and said: "Since it is unknowable, it cannot be imagined, and it can only be known by seeing it with your own eyes...... No, even if you live here, you don't necessarily know about it. ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at him with a smile and said, "It's good to be able to figure this out." I know that the observation is a place outside the world, so it can be simple, it can be quiet, it can even be lonely, if you really think that what you see in your eyes is the knowledge of the view, then you are stupid. ”

"The Taoists who live in that mountain are Zhishou Guan. Xiling Shrine is a view of knowledge. The contemplator is the knowledge of the view, you and I are the knowledge of the view, the whole door is the knowledge of the view, as long as the place is illuminated by the light of the sky, it is the knowledge of the view, before you come to the knowledge of the view, you are already in the knowledge of the view. ”

The middle-aged Taoist's sentence seemed a little profound, but Long Qing at least understood the first sentence.

You must know that those disabled old Taoist priests living in the caves are unknown in the world, but the realm of cultivation is extremely terrifying, and some of them have obviously surpassed the five realms and become the saints of the canon and legend - such a knowledge and guardianship is really unimaginable in its great place.

"I know very well how bad the temperament of those old guys living in the cave is, since they are injured, they don't need to forcibly endure it, although this is really good for your mental tempering, but the damage to the Dao body will eventually form an obstacle to future cultivation, and you will go to the pharmacy to dispense some medicine by yourself later. ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at him and said.

Long Qing seemed to think of something inadvertently, and asked, "Uncle Shi, when I was sorting out the medicine warehouse a few days ago, I saw a medicine tripod, I wonder if I can use it?"

The middle-aged Taoist showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, and said: "It seems that you have gained from practicing the sand character scroll, and your mind is not confused by those complicated exercises like river sand, and you can actually notice that the method of refining medicine is recorded in the corner, probably this is your blessing, if you want to use the medicine tripod, you can use it afterwards, and wash it afterwards." ”

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The medicine depot of Zhishouguan is not on the lakeside, but on the cliff in the west, it is a two-story Taoist hall building, carved with complicated runes between the beams and pillars, painted with gorgeous patterns, revealing a noble taste, compared with those thatched houses that enshrine the seven volumes of heavenly books by the lakeside, it is more like the main hall of the Taoist temple.

In front of the medicine hall is a large meadow gentle slope, under the gentle slope is a cliff, that cliff is not many zhang deep, even apes can't climb it, and ordinary humans can't come here, even if those great cultivators in the world with amazing strength can climb this cliff, but they will be instantly killed by the hidden formation between the meadows.

Long Qing looked at the meadow shrouded in twilight as if it was burning, feeling the looming terrifying formation, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and walked towards the medicine hall. He was carrying a large old iron ring in his hand, and the iron ring was covered with many seemingly ordinary keys, but without these keys, he would not have been able to enter the medicine hall at all.

The door of the medicine hall slowly opened, revealing a vast space that did not match the appearance of the temple at all, and several rows of array shelves stretched all the way to the depths of the hall, which seemed to be miles away, and there was no end in sight.

There are countless rare drugs and pharmaceutical raw materials placed on the array shelves, and various pharmaceutical materials have corresponding formations to provide suitable ventilation conditions and temperature and humidity environment.

These medicines and materials are very rare to see in the world, and there are even many kinds that have been marked as vacancies in the Xiling canon, if they enter the world, they are afraid that they will attract countless cultivators to snatch them, but here, these rare medicinal materials are so ordinary because of the number and variety, they are placed on the array shelf at will, and it seems that they have been placed for many years, and no one has paid attention to them for many years.

This is hard to imagine, but it is very easy to understand, whether it is the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty or the monarch of the Song Kingdom, in front of the Xiling Temple, whether it is poor or rich, must dedicate their wealth to the Xiling Temple, which is equivalent to the wealth and resources of this world are owned by the Xiling Temple.

And in the words of Master Lotus Sheng, the Xiling Temple is a group of dogs raised by Zhishouguan, and the Xiling Temple has scavenged a wealth and resources in the world, in addition to maintaining the domination of the Daomen over the world, the most precious of them is, of course, sent to Zhishouguan, in this sense, what the middle-aged Taoist said before was not wrong, the world shrouded by the glory of Haotian is Zhishouguan, except for the country called Tang.

Long Qing is in charge of cleaning and sorting out the entire Zhishouguan these days, and every day he has to come to the medicine hall to select the medicines needed by those terrifying old Taoist priests in the cave, he is already very familiar with this place, so he is not as shocked as when he first came in, he carried the key and walked to the depths of the hall, and did not look at the medicines on both sides at all.

Living in the golden mountains and jade seas all day long, anyone can develop such a state of mind, but when Long Qing walked to the deepest part of the medicine hall and walked to the hollow sandalwood door, his expression still became solemn.

Behind the hollowed-out sandalwood door was the most important place in the medicine hall, which treasured some of the most valuable materials and medicines, and he had never entered it before without the key to this door.

The medicine tripod that Longqing needed was outside the door, he saw it once through the wooden door a few days ago, and asked tentatively today, but he didn't expect to get the permission of his uncle.

He found the simplest key in the big hoop, inserted it into the lock, and heard only a slight click, and the sandalwood door slowly opened.

Long Qing walked in and began to seriously look for the medicine materials he needed, most of the medicines he was going to refine were in the main hall, but there were two of the most important materials in them, which should be treasured here, so his expression was very cautious, and even a little nervous.

The medicine he was about to refine was called Zadi Dan on the Heavenly Book Sand Scroll, in addition to being able to heal the injuries left on his body by those old Taoist priests these days, and more importantly, it could make him repeat and stabilize the snow mountain qi sea that was forcibly repaired by the Guan Lord, in other words, this pill could make his cultivation more smooth.

The pill that can have such an effect is of course extremely precious, in the records of the Xiling Sect, it is even about to be described as the supreme elixir of the white bones, Long Qing never imagined that he would one day have the opportunity to refine this elixir with his own hands, so his nervousness at this time can be understood.

Suddenly, the tension on Long Qing's face was replaced by shock.

He didn't find the medicinal materials needed to refine the Zadi Pill, but among the bottles and jars, he saw a small porcelain bottle that was crystal clear and didn't know what material was used to burn it.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance coming out of the small porcelain bottle.