Ji Taoist

"Fellow Taoist, how many Hundred Tribulation Demonic Elixirs do you have?"

"Fifty-six in total."

"Okay, I want both."

"Um?"

Yan Buzhi looked strange. Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly changed his mind after entering, he still took out all the Hundred Tribulations Demonic Elixir in exchange for the spirit stone.

After leaving the shop, Yan Buzhi rented a place in Longqi City to stay temporarily.

"Building momentum, I have roughly found out the situation of the Roaring Dragon Holy Land. Although I don't know what it is like inside, it must be advertised as a holy land for practitioners, and its reputation is excellent, which shows that I have taken care of the wings."

Yan Buzhi thought for a while. Although he did not believe that any big force could really do good from top to bottom, judging from external publicity, at least Roaring Dragon Holy Land was still on the right path.

So the method is simple and clear.

Aren't you just pretending to be a good person? Is this still difficult?

"But pretending to be a good person also requires skill. You can't just help someone when you see them. You have to take action at the right time."

For example, if you, a monk, see a mortal beggar in the city and throw some money to him, is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable. Which monk has nothing to do with ordinary money?

So this is too deliberate. Yan Buzhi needs a smoother progress, so the main thing is to wait for the opportunity.

In this way, Yan Buzhi wandered on the street.

Two days passed.

Yan Buzhi was walking on the street looking for opportunities when he suddenly saw several foundation-building monks supporting his seriously injured companions and shouting: "Is there anyone? Is there a doctor who can help?"

The monks around looked strange and moved out of the way: "Boy, there is a medical center next to it."

"I...we don't have spiritual stones."

"Why are you talking about this without a spiritual stone?"

"Your comrade is seriously injured and has been poisoned. If we don't save him, it will be too late."

Yan Buzhi raised his eyebrows and walked over to wait for the opportunity.

"Please, fellow Taoists, can you save the life of my companion? If that doesn't work, I'll use the Ji tools on my body as a guarantee to borrow some spiritual stones from kindhearted people to save my life!" A foundation-building monk knelt down directly and took out his tattered weapon. Ji Ji kowtowed.

The monks around are hesitant. It’s not that they can’t get the spirit stone. The main reason is that your Jiji tool is too bad. If you can’t save the spirit stone after you take it, won’t it be in vain? Besides, it's not cheap to save a seriously injured and dying person. You can't recoup the cost with your rags.

Yan Buzhi walked over directly and took a look at the situation: "Believe me and take this pill."

"You...Senior!"

"Hurry up, or he will die." Yan Buzhi urged.

The foundation-building monk gritted his teeth, took the elixir and quickly gave it to his companions.

The seriously injured monk's breath became much calmer immediately. Yan Buzhi nodded: "This man's poison has been suppressed for the time being. The pill just now was used to treat injuries. Just help him detoxify."

"Thank you, senior..." The monk tremblingly handed over the collection tools, and Yan Buzhi waved his hand: "Cultivation is not easy. This little friend is so sincere. I am also very pleased. Keep the things for yourself."

"Thank you for your generous help, senior. If you need it in the future, senior, I will do my best!"

"Me too!"

Yan Buzhi smiled, waved and left.

The monks around looked surprised: "Who is this old man? Will you give me the fifth-level water elixir as soon as you ask?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a new face."

"With the strength of the golden elixir, it's not bad. But the value of this water elixir is not low. It's really rich."

"Tsk, people who are looking for fame and reputation."

"What you're saying is, if something happens to you one day and someone else doesn't save you, would it be right for you?"

"If something happens to me, I can only blame myself for being stupid! That old man is so generous and doesn't ask for anything in return. He doesn't look like a good person!"

Although many monks were surprised by Yan Buzhi's generosity, saving a life was considered unworthy by some and respected by others. Generally speaking, this incident did not cause any turmoil, but it only let many monks in the city know that there was an old man in Longqi City who was spending a lot of money.

And this old man was still wandering on the road, ready to see an opportunity to help someone.

"Senior, I don't have that much money, can you use this elixir..."

"Gungungun, how can you buy elixirs if you don't have money? Don't you know how to make money if you have the skills?"

"But I..."

Seeing a shop owner driving a young man in rags out of the door, Yan Buzhi raised his eyebrows and walked over.

"My little friend, is there someone in your family who is evil?"

"This senior... who are you?"

"I just saw some evil in you, so I just asked. If you are worried that I have any intention of approaching you for no reason, don't worry. If you don't want to tell me, just go ahead."

After saying that, Yan Buzhi turned around and planned to leave.

The young man gritted his teeth and walked over to stop Yan Buzhi: "Senior...Senior, can you please help me?"

"I can help you. First, tell me what happened to you. Besides, I am not without needs. Are you still willing to let me help you?" Yan Buzhi said with a smile.

The young man turned pale and thought of some horrible things, but then he remembered the situation at home and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! As long as senior is willing to help me, even if you let me be a cow and a horse!"

"Okay, tell me what happened."

"That's it. I don't know why my mother suddenly fell into a deep sleep during this period. She asked the doctor and the monk to see it, but she still..."

Yan Buji pinched his chin: "You said it a little too general. Can you go over and let me see it with my own eyes?"

"Okay!"

The young man gritted his teeth. Although he didn't know what the old man was thinking, if he dragged it on, he was afraid that his mother would really sleep forever.

Yan Buji followed the young man to a dilapidated shanty outside the city. As soon as he arrived, Yan Buji frowned.

The young man thought he despised his family and immediately said: "I'm sorry, senior, my family is like this..."

"I don't look down on your poor family, but there is indeed a smell of evil around here. It seems to be in your house."

The young man was relieved when he heard it: "Then please come in, senior."

Walking into the dilapidated house, Yan Buji saw a pendant hanging on the door panel directly.

The pendant exuded a dark evil aura, and Yan Buji frowned: "Where did this thing come from?"

"Ah? Mother said that my father left it to us..."

"Your father?"

Yan Buji looked puzzled. Could it be that this family had been supported by monks in the past? How could they live so miserably?

Looking at the unconscious woman on the bed, Yan Buji dispelled the evil spirits around him with a wave of his hand, and then handed the boy a bottle of Yangyuan Dan, and said: "Dissolve this pill in warm water and feed it to your mother. Your mother will wake up in two days. But this thing is very dangerous, you'd better not keep it."

"Ah? Is... is that so?"

"I don't need to lie to you." Yan Buji shook his head: "Find a place to throw it away by yourself. If you don't believe it, then your mother may not wake up."

The boy was stunned, thinking about his father's relics and his living mother, and immediately made a choice: "Can you ask the senior to dispose of this pendant? When my mother wakes up, I will come to find you to work for you like a cow and a horse!"

Yan Buji frowned, then nodded and smiled: "No need, you are also a filial son, you are willing to do this for your biological mother. But a man has gold under his knees, why should he lose his dignity? Live well with your mother."

Yan Buji took the pendant and left the shed.

The boy stood at the door, staring blankly into the distance.

Unexpectedly, he really met a good person.

The boy's eyes were red, and he wiped his tears, feeling very moved.