Chapter 112: Teachings
It took a long time for Chen Changsheng to finish explaining the content on the paper, and Luoluo hurriedly brought the cool tea with both hands.
He took the teacup and drank it down, and then said: "Your situation is different from Tang Thirty-six, the demon clan's cultivation of human exercises to break through the realm is very rare, so you should be extra cautious. However, if you can really simulate Neidan into a secluded environment, it may not be completely unsuccessful. β
Luoluo nodded and said, "Sir, don't worry, after you are completely ready, you agree, and I will try to break through the realm." β
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said seriously: "Actually, I've been thinking that you don't need to take this risk at all. β
As the only princess of the demon clan, she has too much, and she is followed by legendary figures like Jin Yulu, Luoluo really doesn't need to be so diligent on the path of cultivation, let alone practice human exercises, and has to go through that at the moment of life and death.
"The exercises of the White Emperor clan are only suitable for men, women can't cultivate to the peak at all, and I have only one daughter...... father and queen mother" Luoluo's voice became lower and lower, and her little head hung lower and lower, a little frustrated, and suddenly she raised her head and said firmly: "So I must think of some other way." β
Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, no longer persuaded her, took out a few prescriptions from his arms and handed them over.
Seeing his cautious expression, Luoluo knew that these prescriptions were not ordinary, and looked around vigilantly to make sure that no maid dared to approach, so he turned around and took it, but he saw that the table was full of herbs and fruits, and there were many rhizome-like things.
The herbs had been sorted and sorted, the names were written on the straps, the rhizomes still had fresh soil on them, and some of the fruits even had dew on themβshe was a little surprised, she didn't know how Chen Changsheng had brought these things in, and where they had been placed on him before.
Chen Changsheng didn't explain, he told her the names of those herbs, fruits, and rhizomes, and talked about their respective medicinal effects very simply, and then pointed to the prescriptions and said: "There should be a master of refining medicine in the palace, if anyone can trust it, ask him to help, the heat or something has been clearly written." β
Luoluo asked, "What are these pills used for?"
"The main thing is Peiben Guyuan, now I am conditioning Tang Thirty-six, and I use these medicines, but it is inconvenient to leave the palace every day, and the refined pills should have a better effect, so I thought of such a method, I hope that when you break through the realm, you can help, at least reduce the danger. β
Chen Changsheng asked her to put the recipe away and said, "After today, I will concentrate on preparing for the Great Imperial Examination, I may not come to see you often, you take care of yourself." β
Luo Luo didn't know why he was so interested in the imperial examination, but in the months of the National Education College, she felt this very sincerely, thinking that Mr. had not forgotten himself at such a time, and he couldn't help but be moved by the fact that he was so careful.
Then she remembered what Jin Yulu had said before, the ridicule and humiliation that Chen Changsheng had received in the Shinto, and raised her thin eyebrows - how moved she was at that moment before, how angry she was at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Those people actually dare to be rude to Mr., it's really too presumptuous!"
When she said this, she was like a little tiger, still cute, but full of might.
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "This is like the daughter of the White Emperor." β
Luoluo stuck out his tongue, and his power suddenly disappeared.
After doing the important things, Chen Changsheng had time to care about her current situation and asked, "Is it good to live here?"
Hearing this, Luoluo pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "I'm bored to death, I want to Baicao Garden, I want to think about the National Education College, I want to miss Mr." β
Chen Changsheng now knows that this space called the Aoba World Realm is officially called the Little Leaving Palace, which is connected with the Pope's divine thoughts, if Luo Luo still wants to sneak out of the Lu like before, he will definitely not be able to do it, although the Small Leaving Palace is vast, it is not connected to the outside world, and it is inevitable that there will be some suffocating feelings after living for a long time.
"I'm trying to figure it out. β
Chen Changsheng said this sentence naturally, with his current identity and strength, it stands to reason that it is impossible to do anything at all, but he is used to taking the things that fall as his own, but he didn't expect to be arrogant and unaware of this.
Fortunately, there are only him and Luoluo in the room now, Luoluo will definitely not think so, and said: "The Great Dynasty Examination is coming soon, Mr. should rest and prepare, don't be distracted for me, you must know that you want to take the first place on the list." β
She and Tang Thirty-six's confidence in Chen Changsheng was now close to blind faith, far stronger than his confidence in himself. For this, Chen Changsheng was very grateful and moved, whenever he was about to lose confidence, she and Tang Thirty-six could always help him regain his confidence with words and attitude.
"I saw you biting the pen again just now?" Chen Changsheng thought of something and looked at her and said.
Luoluo was a little nervous, in the National Education College, Chen Changsheng said that she said a few times, saying that the pen was not clean, and it was easy to get sick when she bit it...... It was not easy for her to change this bad habit, and when she arrived at the palace, no one cared, and she began to habitually bite the pen again.
"This ...... This ......"
She explained a little nervously, "Sir, I've been changing my teeth recently, so it's itchy and sometimes I can't help it. β
Chen Changsheng thought that she was only eleven or twelve years old until now, but logically speaking, eleven or twelve years old should also change her teeth, listening to this, she couldn't help but be a little nervous, and after cleaning her hands with water and medicinal powder, she motioned for Luoluo to open her small mouth: "Ah......"
Luoluo sighed very obediently, and it dragged on for a long time.
Chen Changsheng put his fingers into her mouth, carefully examined her teeth, and found that it was really changing her teeth, but there was no major problem.
"Sir, I have to change my teeth until I am sixteen years old, but I am in trouble. β
Because of his open mouth, Luoluo's speech was slurred, and the two words Mr. seemed to be shengsheng, as if he was calling Chen Changsheng's nickname.
Chen Changsheng then remembered that Luoluo was a princess of the demon clan, and she was different from humans in many places.
He washed her hands and prescribed her a prescription, which had nothing to do with curing the disease, but a way to increase her appetite, and told her how to bite the stick.
"You have to have an iron branch. β
Luoluo picked up the pen, and there were many clear tooth marks at the end of the pen: "This is made of iron trees, otherwise it will break if you bite it." β
Chen Changsheng thought of the blood of the White Emperor, and wanted to make a bite stick that could withstand it, the materials were indeed a little troublesome, looked at the pots of green plants outside the door, and asked: "That is the seedling of the iron tree, which is not quite the same as the one painted in the book." β
Luoluo said: "That's the sapling of the banyan tree, and I don't know if Lu Dao can grow up." β
There is a lake in the National Education College, and there is a big banyan tree by the lake, and she and Chen Changsheng often stand on the banyan tree to watch the sunset.
Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "I will definitely grow up." β
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The autumn light passes through many eaves windows, and when it comes to the deepest part of the real palace, it becomes lighter, and is reflected by the crystal throne at the top, only to become brilliant again, the clear crystal is carved into a lotus flower, and there is a crown in the middle of the lotus, the crown is divided into black and white, there is no obvious boundary between the two colors, but it is not mixed into gray, but in a magical, incomprehensible way, it is perfect, and exudes a sacred atmosphere.
On the side of the lotus seat, there is a chair carved out of the whole black flower wood, and on the chair sits an old man, wearing a loose linen robe, and his gray hair is scattered over his shoulders, which looks like a cliff waterfall that will not be condensed in the cold winter.
The old man was reading.
Opposite the old man, there was still an old man.
The Cardinal Bishop Merissa, as one of the few people of the same generation as the Pope, is naturally extremely old, and every time the priests of the palace and the Cardinal Office see the old age spots on his face, they will have infinite worries, always worrying that the old man will die in the starry sky one day.
Merissa himself couldn't see the wrinkles and age spots on his face, because since the first gray hair grew more than two hundred years ago, he refused to look in the mirror again, whether it was the luxurious bronze mirror in the dormitory, or the water mirror condensed with true yuan, watching himself grow old was a very painful process, especially for people like them, aging would be a long or even hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, so it would be even more difficult.
Not looking doesn't mean that he doesn't know the way, the starry sky is still there, Merissa knows very well that he is getting old, because he is becoming more and more sleepy - unlike other normal old people who get up at 3 a.m., the older he gets, the more he likes to sleep, and he always feels that his body is adapting to sleep in advance.
The current state church, he is the oldest, because the affairs of the state church college are considered by many to be the leader of the old school of state religion, or at least a symbol, through many things are confronting the pope - he has lived in the patriarchy for many years, has not set foot in the palace for a long time, and even the state religion does not participate in the routine Illuminati Church, which seems to prove that those rumors are true - who would have thought that he would appear in the palace today, and actually fall asleep here.
"Smack!"
There was a soft sound, and the hall was too quiet, so the sound was very clear.
Merisa opened his eyes, and after a while, his somewhat cloudy eyes gradually regained his clarity, he looked at the old man in the linen robe who was reading on the opposite side, got up tremblingly and walked over, and looked at the pot of green plants beside the old man slightly.
The pot is a pale gray clay pot, very ordinary, you can buy three for about 100 yuan in the streets of Kyoto, the plant planted in the pot is very strange, there are several green stems, but there is only one leaf, the leaf is very green, and the leaf is very clear.
The crisp snap before sounded from the green leaf, and the front end of the leaf seemed to be trembling slightlyβnot the green leaf trembling, but the leaf luo trembling, the trembling amplitude was so subtle that the entire palace was probably only visible to him and the old man in the hemp robe.
"That little highness is so angry, are you still in the mood to read a book in your hand?"
Merissa looked at the old man in the linen robe, respectful and close.
The old man put away the scroll and looked up at the pot of green plants, only to see that his appearance was ordinary, and the most peculiar place was that his eye sockets were extremely deep, if you looked from the side, it looked like the entrance to the abyss, but from the front, you could see the blue and quiet eyes like the ocean.