Fragrance Returned

Ding Xiang asked curiously, "What diseases can these two magical medicines cure?"

The old monk said, "Lao Na said that the little donor must give Lao Na some purple dragon slough."

Lilac nodded, "Of course."

She brought the snake slough just to exchange information.

The old monk said, "Purple dragon slough can cure any kind of poison in the world. When combined with different medicines, it can cure all kinds of malignant sores and repair skin damage. Sea blue beads, combined with different medicines, can stop bleeding and dissolve blood, and can also cure the disease." Various gynecological diseases, such as infertility, hemorrhage, moles, etc.”

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

Purple dragon slough can detoxify any kind of poison, and can also cure all kinds of malignant sores and repair skin and flesh damage. It can produce good meat and cure burns, which was not possible even in the previous life.

What a miracle medicine!

Ding Xiang couldn't help but tilted her dangling little feet.

The old monk added, "That kind of snake is called the purple turtle dragon. It is said that it only exists on the top of mountains or in deserts where humans have disappeared. It has a lifespan of more than a thousand years and only changes its skin once every hundred years."

"This kind of snake slough can be spread to the world only if the time, place and people are favorable. If the purple turtle dragon's place is polluted by people in the world, its whole body will rot until it dies. Before it dies, it will also entangle the person who polluted it to death. Except for the prosperous people like the little donor who are favored by God."

Ding Xiang was afraid and regretful. Fortunately, he is a prosperous person, otherwise he would have died together with the Purple Turtle Dragon without knowing what happened. It's a pity that after finally getting close to the Purple Turtle Dragon, I only saw its eyes.

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

However, there were many barren mountains and mountains in the past life that modern civilization has not yet reached. I hope no one will disturb it in a few hundred years and let it live to be thousands of years old...

The old monk added, "The female benefactor Bingxue is smart. She knew that Lao Na would meet at Zilong Mountain, so she brought the magic medicine. Lao Na wanted to save an important patient, and he hoped that the young benefactor would give Lao Na a gift. A little bit of purple dragon slough.”

Ding Xiang's soul returned to its original place, she covered her chest with both hands and asked, "How much do you want?"

Good things that only appear once in hundreds of years, the old monk should not open his mouth like a lion.

The old monk said, "Three inches is enough. One inch is enough to save one person, and two inches are left to save the person who needs to be saved later."

Even telling the truth, he is a virtuous monk.

Ding Xiang made a mental calculation. The purple dragon sheds a total of five feet and eight inches, which is fifty-eight inches. It doesn't hurt to give three inches.

She took out the snake slough, and the old monk's eyes suddenly shone, and he immediately handed over the scissors and ruler.

This was also the first time he saw a purple dragon sloughing off, and it turned out to look like this.

Ding Xiang twitched the corner of her mouth, and everything was ready.

She first cut off three inches of snake slough at the tail of the snake, and then cut off an extra inch.

The old monk stretched out his hand, but Lilac did not give it to him. Instead, he carefully rolled the remaining snake slough into a square.

The monk retracted his hand and watched her put the snake into her purse, and then put the purse into her arms.

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

He saw that there was still a piece left for him, and asked, "Why did the little donor leave a piece behind?"

Ding Liu smiled slyly and said, "The master asked for three inches just now, so I gave him three inches. The master is an accomplished monk, and he must hope to save more people. I want to use this piece of snake to transform a little bit." Things you know.”

The old monk laughed and said, "The little donor is weird. Okay, little donor, please tell me. If you can speak, please do so. If you can't speak, don't force others to do anything."

Ding Xiang asked, "Does Chu Feng's 'wind' refer to Gao Feng?"

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

The old monk shook his head and said, "Amitabha, the little benefactor has made it difficult for others. Some people and things can be talked about, but some people and things must not be talked about. Those are heaven's secrets, and if they are revealed, they will be punished by heaven. Because of the taboo of speaking, Master Lao Na was not only reduced to After twenty years of life, the inner demons will still accompany him to the next life.

"Gao Feng is the crown prince, and Lao Ne cannot say anything about his situation. All Lao Ne can do is to comply with God's will and do his best to save the people who should be saved."

Everyone said this, so Ding Xiang naturally couldn't embarrass him.

She said, "I won't embarrass the master. The master said that I am ice-snow and smart. I think 'wind' means 'feng'."

After saying that, he looked at the old monk without blinking.

Master Mingyuan was stunned for a moment before laughing, clasping his hands and saying, "Amitabha, this is not what Lao Na said."

Ding Xiang knew that "wind" was "Feng".

The old monk said that Gao Feng was the prince, but did not say what dynasty he was the prince of. If he is a descendant of Emperor Da Li, he will undoubtedly be the crown prince of Da Li. If he is a descendant of the Da Chu royal family, his true identity is the crown prince of Da Chu.

The old monk just said that his arrival is a blessing to the people of Dali, which shows that his heart is towards Dali, and Dali is orthodox. If such principled words were contrary to what he said, he would definitely not laugh so easily.

Confirming this news is crucial to Zhu Qian and the others.

Lilac gave the old monk an inch of the purple dragon in her hand.

She did not ask about her life experience, and would discuss this matter later.

Master Mingyuan smiled with a face full of chrysanthemums, and said, "Thanks to the little benefactor, Lao Na actually got four inches of purple dragon slough today. Master had to work hard to get two inches. It's not easy for Lao Na to take advantage of Xiao. If the donor is cheap, I will give the little donor three sentences.

"First, old benefactor Zhu should not go overseas in the past five years, remember. Second, that blessed land is a gift from God, and must not be spread around, otherwise the blessings of the Ding family will disappear, remember. Third, growing up in the Purple Turtle Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, or other things near the dragon are great tonics and can prolong life."

The addition of the word "老" refers to Zhu Qian rather than Zhu Zhan.

Ding Xiang felt a sudden change in her heart. Fortunately, she learned the news and allowed Zhu Qian to avoid the trouble.

She said, "Thank you, Master. I learned a lot about the first and second sentences. I know the third sentence even if Master didn't say it, and it doesn't count."

Master Mingyuan shook his head and said with a smile, "The little benefactor is not a bad person. Lao Ne will say one more thing. Old benefactor Ding who came with the little benefactor, because he has benefited from the little benefactor, will surely have a smooth rest of his life, full of gold and jade, and rich descendants. , good health and longevity. Lao Ne doesn’t like to tell fortunes for others, so I’ll make an exception today. The little donor will bring half an inch of different ginseng when he comes to see Lao Ne next time.”

These words made Ding Xiang smile and narrow her eyes. She didn't care about the old monk's greed, jumped off the chair and bowed to the master.

After saying what needed to be said and asking for things, the old monk picked up the tea bowl on the table and slowly scraped the water with the lid without saying anything.

Is this a reminder to myself that it’s time to go?

But Zi Gourd hasn’t asked yet.

Ding Xiang shamelessly jumped onto the big chair and sat down.

She secretly complained that the chairs here were higher than those elsewhere, and she had to jump up and down while sitting on them.

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