The old monk took a sip of tea and said, "That's all the old man's words, those things in the world, the female donor went back and thought about it slowly. Both the female benefactor and the Zhu benefactor are smart people, and they will definitely think through it."

Lilac hurriedly said, "I'm not asking about worldly matters. I want to ask the master, there is no such thing as a purple gourd in this world......

The old monk's eyes widened suddenly, and he was so excited that a few drops of tea overflowed in his hand.

He hurriedly put down the tea bowl, leaned forward and asked, "Has the little donor seen the gourd ginseng, or does the female donor have gourd ginseng in her hand?"

This expression and style are not a bit of a monk's style.

Lilac wondered, "You are a high-ranking monk, can you know it by pinching your fingers?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed, the old monk is still shallow, and some people and things can't be counted. For example, gourd ginseng, it is a spiritual thing, and it has not appeared in the world so far." He gave Lilac a serious look, "The little donor owns this?"

Even Master Mingyuan didn't calculate that the purple gourd was definitely better than the purple dragon molt and the sea blue pearl. If you do, you won't be in trouble. If you don't say it, you don't know what's the use......

While Lilac was thinking about it, the old monk said, "If the little donor has this thing, give some to Lao Ne." Lao Ne not only told you what gourd ginseng can do, but also gave the little donor two prescriptions about purple dragon molting. In addition, the female benefactor has these two godsends, and she must never say it, especially the gourd ginseng, which will invite trouble."

Lilac thought for a moment, but still said, "Yes, I have a purple gourd, but I don't know if it's the gourd ginseng that the master said."

Master Mingyuan said, "I heard from Master that the gourd ginseng is about five inches long, dark purple, with a few roots at the bottom, and the gourd mouth is so big. The taste is sweet and slightly bitter, similar to ginseng, and does not have an earthy smell. I don't know exactly where it grows, and Master Na doesn't know."

The cloves are clear, and the purple gourd in his hand is the gourd ginseng.

Master Mingyuan added, "Now, many people are keen on practicing pills, delusional thoughts of immortality. Flesh and blood, immortality is impossible. But legend has it that there is indeed a thing in this world that can sustain life and bring the dead back to life, that is, gourd ginseng.

"After the age of 10, before the age of 60, no matter what the reason for a person's death, eating gourd ginseng can prolong the life span by 5 to 20 years, and the younger the longer, the longer the life. A person can only eat once in his life, and the second time is useless. If the person who eats ginseng is young and can be cured within the time limit, he will live longer."

Lilac's eyes bulged into bull's eyes, and her small mouth opened into O.

This is the elixir.

Lilac was not sober in her mind, and looked at the monk blankly.

The old monk said, "The little donor went back and divided the gourd ginseng into fifteen equal parts, from the mouth of the bottle to the bottom of the bottle. Eating one at a time is sufficient, eating more is not beneficial, and may even backfire."

Meaning, one purple gourd can bring fifteen people back to life. The old monk asked for five, and he had ten left.

Fifteen old monks need five, and their hearts are too ruthless.

Lilac chest pain. He pouted and said, "Master, that's what I exchanged for my life, and your old man will have to move one-third of his mouth, isn't it kind?"

The old monk also felt that he was quite greedy, and said with a red face, "The little benefactor doesn't know how many dignitaries and nobles want to get acquainted with Lao Na, and Lao Na is not uncommon to take care of him. The little benefactor is familiar with Lao Ne, and he will know it later."

Meaning, he is a high monk, and Lilac bribed him well, and the benefits are behind.

At this point, Lilac had to admit it.

I don't dare to deny it.

Lilac said, "Okay, the next time I go to Puguang Temple, I'll bring Gojo to the master."

The old monk looked happy, studied the ink and picked up the pen, wrote a piece of paper and handed it to Lilac, "This is the prescription for Zilong's molt." He pinched his fingers and calculated, and said, "The female benefactor can return to Beijing in about three years, and Lao Ne will wait."

Lilac Yixi, does this mean that the Su family can be pulled down in three years? And he used the word "Hui" to calculate her life experience.

What an old half-immortal.

Today's goal has been achieved, and it has exceeded expectations. Although I gave up a lot of good things, it was still worth it.

Lilac smiled and took the prescription and put it in her purse, and got up to say goodbye.

She walked out of the meditation room, staring

The sunlight made her squint.

Going to the meditation room to meet the monks made it as mysterious and tense as going to Kunlun Mountain to see the immortals.

Lilac is still happy. He is really a blessed person who can have the rarest gourd ginseng and purple dragon molt in the world at the same time.

When I go back, I want to give Feifei a lot of benefits.

In the small pavilion in front, the little monk was meditating with his eyes closed. Surrounded by flowers, red peonies made his face even paler.

I don't know if this kid has been poisoned by any difficult poison, and if the person who Master Mingyuan wants to detoxify is he.

Lilac cleared her throat, and the little monk opened his eyes, stood up and walked over with a smile.

Lilac took him by the hand and walked out the back door.

Ding Zhuang was waiting anxiously, and when he saw his granddaughter coming out, he stepped forward happily.

"Xiangxiang."

Lilac smiled at him, "Wait."

She stretched out her hand to Aya'er, "Give me the purse you brought today."

Aya'er was very puzzled, but took out the purse from her arms and handed it to Lilac.

Lilac took it, took out a few pieces of broken silver and returned it to her, pointed to the round buckle on it and said to the little monk, "See, this kind of buckle is easier to tie than a buckle and a belt." Open it like this, buckle it up like this. Give this purse to the garment-makers, and let them use this buckle instead of the strap, and you won't have to worry about the clothes being tied badly."

The buttons were ground wood and covered with a layer of cloth. Lilac sometimes likes to use this button to make purses or laces, and Aya'er learned that.

Hongichi is not yet five years old, and he is slow to tie the belt. He is a disciple of Mingyuan, and the person who makes clothes will definitely satisfy him.

The little monk took the purse, fastened it, unfastened it, and said with a smile, "It's indeed much more convenient."

Lilac touched his little bald head, "Goodbye, brother, I will go to Puguang Temple to see you in the future."

The little monk showed reluctance, "Master Ding remembers, you must go to see the poor monk."

Lilac laughed, "I must remember that it's a puppy if I don't go."

The little monk said seriously, "Regardless of whether Master Ding comes to see the poor monk or not, the poor monk doesn't want Lord Ding to become a puppy."

What a kind child.

Ding Xiang pinched his little face and left with Ding Zhuang and the others.

When she walked to the bend and turned around, the little monk was still standing alone looking at her.

Lilac beckoned to him before turning and leaving.

As soon as a few people left Guangling Temple, a voice came from behind, "Little sister, wait a minute."

Lilac inadvertently turned around, and the beautiful girl who was laughing with her in the Dharma Hall caught up.

Lilac stood down, "Sister called me?"

The girl looked at Lilac and said gratefully, "Thank you."

She shoved a handkerchief into Lilac's hand, and was urged away by the two mothers-in-law who had caught up, and got into a carriage parked in the distance.