Medicinal Immortal

"This is where the destroyed spirit veins are?" Mo Ye asked.

"Yes, it's here."

The old monk glanced back at him, smiled and squinted his eyes, and said: "Although the spiritual veins are destroyed, there is more or less a trace of spiritual power overflowing here."

Signaling them to come in, the old monk stepped in, put the gourd away, sat down by a fire inside, and beckoned to them: "You have to eat yourself, you are welcome."

Tang Ning glanced, and saw the little spirit pig weighing several tens of catties roasted on the fire in front of the old monk, her mouth twitched. She knew, how could this old man be meditating in it? Look at this day, how moist it is! It's more flavorful than the life in the temple.

Sitting next to him, Tangning asked, "Do you know everything that happened in the temple? You hide here and don't care about the things in the temple. Is this really good?"

The old monk took a bite of the meat and ate slowly, and then said after swallowing: "It is a blessing, not a curse, it is a curse that cannot be avoided. Even if there is a disaster in the temple, it is only a small disaster. The monk is like that, no matter what. Since the left and right are the same, it's better to let him go with the flow!"

As he said, he glanced at her and said, "Isn't this, you are here?"

Hearing this, Tangning couldn't help laughing, and shook his head, not knowing what to say about him.

"I have been here for a few days. I advanced some time ago. I saw that the number of pilgrims in the temple has gradually increased and the economy in the temple has also improved. I thought about the destruction of the spiritual veins you mentioned at the beginning, and asked the host to let me. Come in and take a look. By the way, I have got some good things, which should be able to repair the damaged spiritual veins."

"What?" The old monk was startled, and instinctively stopped his meat biting motion, and looked up at Tangning: "What did you say?"

"I got some good things, and I may use those things to repair the destroyed spiritual veins in it."

She said it again, looking at the old monk, and said: "I just don't know when the catastrophe you mentioned at the beginning will come? So I thought, after I repaired the spiritual veins of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, I went down the mountain first. After all, I have other things to do, and it is impossible to stay in this temple forever."

The old monk nodded and said: "You can come to the monastery, monk I am very happy, although I don't know what happened outside, but I believe that with you talking, it is always going in a good direction, but this is to restore the spiritual veins. It’s not like having the main source stone of the spiritual veins. If you want to completely repair it, you will have to consume a lot of the sacred power of the Buddha. Are you mentally prepared for this?"

"I should have enough Buddha's light sacred power." The Buddha's light sacred power in her body is very strong. After all, there are also her golden statues enshrined in the land of mortals. With people's incense, the power is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing this, the old monk nodded and said, "The monk, I will tell you about the situation here, and I will take you to see it later."

Several people were chatting in the cave, and the old monk told them about everything, let them understand the current situation of the spiritual vein and how to fix the problem.

And outside, as the days passed, everything in the temple seemed calm as usual, but the dark tide surged.

In the evening of that day, after practicing boxing, Song Tianyou saw that the tiger beast that had gone hunting in the back mountain hadn't come back, so he walked in the direction of the house, but didn't want to reach strangers halfway.