Lilac wondered, "What kind of disease can these two magic pills cure?"

The old monk said, "Lao Na said, the little donor has to give Lao Na a little purple dragon molt."

Lilac nodded, "Of course."

Didn't she bring the snake here just to exchange information?

The old monk said, "The purple dragon can cure any kind of poison in the world, and with different medicines, it can cure all kinds of sores and repair skin and flesh damage. Aquamarine plus different medicines can stop bleeding, dissolve blood, and can also cure a variety of gynecological diseases, such as infertility, blood leakage, symptomatic scabies, etc."

It doesn't matter what disease Hailanzhu can cure, and she can't get that kind of good thing.

Zilong can detoxify any kind of poison, and can also cure all kinds of sores and repair skin and flesh damage, that is, it can give birth to good meat and cure burns, even in the previous life, it can't do it.

What a miracle drug!

Lilac couldn't help but be overjoyed, and her hanging little feet were curled a few times.

The old monk added, "That kind of snake is called the Purple Turtle Dragon, which is said to only exist in the top of the mountains or deserts where human beings are extinct, and its lifespan is about more than 1,000 years, and it only changes its skin once in a hundred years.

"This kind of snake metamorphosis must be in the right place at the right time in order to spread to the world. If the premises of the Purple Turtle Dragon are polluted by ordinary people, its whole body will rot to death. Before it dies, it will also entangle those who pollute it. Except for those who are blessed by heaven like the little benefactor."

Lilac is afraid and regretful. Fortunately, he is a Dawang person, otherwise he would have died with the Purple Turtle Dragon before he knew what was going on. It's a pity that I finally got close to the Purple Turtle Dragon, but I only saw its eyes.

I also thought that people in that place might not be able to go up now, but in a few hundred years, with the development of technology, helicopters will definitely be able to fly up.

However, in the previous life, there were many barren mountains and mountains that modern civilization did not reach, and I hope that no one will bother it in a few hundred years and let it live to be thousands of years old......

The old monk said again, "The female benefactor Bing Xue is smart, and she knows that Lao Na has placed the meeting place in Zilong Mountain, so she brought that magic medicine. Lao Na wants to save a critical patient, and I hope that the little donor will give Lao Na a little purple dragon molt."

Lilac's soul returned to its place, and she covered her chest with her hands and asked, "How much?"

A good thing that only appears once in hundreds of years, the old monk can not open his mouth widely.

The old monk said, "Three inches is enough. One inch saves one person, and two more inches later save those who should be saved."

Even if I said this honestly, I am a virtuous monk.

Lilac estimated it in her heart. The purple dragon has a total of five feet eight inches, that is, fifty-eight inches, and it doesn't hurt to give three inches.

She took out the snake molt, and the old monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately handed over the scissors and ruler.

It was also the first time he had seen the purple dragon molt, and it turned out to look like this.

Lilac twitched the corners of her mouth, and everything was ready.

She first cut the snake three inches long at the end of the snake's moult, and then cut another inch.

The old monk stretched out his hand, but Lilac did not give it to him, but carefully rolled the remaining snake into squares.

He Lao Shang withdrew his hand in disgust, watched her put the snake into her purse, and then put it into her arms.

Lilac handed the three-inch-long snake to the old monk.

He looked at what was left for himself and asked, "Why did the little donor leave a piece?"

Ding Liu smiled slyly and said, "Just now the master asked for three inches, and I gave three inches. The master is an enlightened monk, and he must be hoping to save more people, and I want to exchange this snake for something I want to know."

The old monk laughed, "The little benefactor is eccentric. Okay, please say the little donor, and the old man who can say it will say, and the little donor who can't say it should not be difficult for others."

Lilac asked, "Chu Feng's 'wind' does it refer to Gao Feng?"

This is what Zhu Qian and Ding Xiang want to know the most at the moment.

The old monk shook his head, "Amitabha, the little benefactor is in trouble. Some people and things can be said, some people and things must not be said, that is a heavenly opportunity, and if it is leaked, it will be sent by heaven. Lao Na Shizu not only lost 20 years of yang life because of the taboo of tongue, but the demons in his heart will accompany him to the next life.

"Gao Feng is the prince, and he can't say anything about him

。 What Lao Ne can do is to conform to the will of heaven and do his best to save those who should be saved."

Everyone said so, and Lilac naturally didn't want to embarrass him.

She said, "I don't embarrass the Master. The master said that I was smart about ice and snow, and I thought, 'The wind is' Feng."

After speaking, he looked at the old monk without blinking.

Master Mingyuan was stunned for a moment and laughed, and said with his hands together, "Amitabha, this is not what Lao Na said."

Lilac knows that "wind" is "Feng".

The old monk said that Gao Feng was the prince, but he did not say what dynasty he was. If he is the descendant of Emperor Dali, there is no doubt that he is the prince of Dali. If he is a descendant of the Great Chu royal family, his real identity is the prince of Great Chu.

The old monk just said that his arrival was a blessing for the people of Dali, which shows that his heart is towards Dali, and Dali is orthodox. If this principled remark was reversed, he would certainly not laugh so easily.

Confirming this news is very important to Zhu Qian.

Lilac gave the inch of purple dragon in his hand to the old monk.

She didn't ask about her background, and she would talk about it later.

Master Mingyuan smiled with a chrysanthemum on his face, took it and said, "Thanks to the love of the little benefactor, Lao Na actually got a four-inch purple dragon molt today. It took a lot of effort for the master to get two inches. Lao Na is not good at taking advantage of the small donor, so he will give the little donor three sentences.

"First, Old Donor Zhu should not go to sea in the past five years, remember. The second is that the blessed land is a gift from God, and it must not be spread, otherwise the blessings of the Ding family will disappear, remember. The third is that ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, or other things that grow near the Purple Turtle Dragon are all great tonics that can prolong life."

The word "old" was added, referring to Zhu Qian instead of Zhu Zhan.

Lilac's heart was sudden, but fortunately she learned the news and let Zhu Qian avoid trouble.

She said, "Thank you, Master, for the first and second sentences. The third sentence even if the master doesn't say it, I know that this sentence doesn't count."

Master Mingyuan shook his head and smiled, "The little benefactor is not a loser. Lao Ne will say one more thing, the old donor Ding who came with the little donor, because of the benefit of the little donor, will be able to live a smooth life, full of gold and jade, rich and noble, healthy and long-lived. Lao Ne doesn't like to tell fortunes, so today I made an exception, and the next time the little donor comes to see Lao Ne, he will bring half an inch of different ginseng."

These words made Lilac smile and squint, and she didn't care about the old monk's greed, and jumped out of the chair to give the master a look.

After saying what should be said and what should be done, the old monk picked up a few bowls of tea, slowly scraped the water with the lid, and did not speak.

Is this a reminder that it's time to go?

But the purple gourd hasn't asked yet.

Lilac cheekily jumped on the big chair and sat down.

She was guilty of the fact that the chairs here were higher than those elsewhere, and she had to sit on them and jump up.

She said weakly, "Master, I still want to ask a question."