“Physical illness is easy to cure, but mental illness is difficult to cure.” This is what Dan Yi Zhenren said after treating Wuxu.
Wuxu's body has been through a lot of troubles during this period. He was poisoned by two kinds of strange poisons and was severely injured by others.
But these are just trivial matters to Master Dan Yi.
It's just a disease... He can't cure it, and he doesn't know how to cure it.
"Thank you so much, Immortal Wuxu." Wuxu thanked.
During this period of time, Wuxu has been very quiet, not at all like his previous evil self.
"It is said that the Qing Liuli Pill refined by Wuxianghe can eliminate demons. I wonder if it will work on Master Wuxu?" Xiao Xiao asked.
During the time when Dan Yi Zhenren came to Wuxiang Temple, Xiao Xiao followed him around, serving him at his beck and call, and coaxing him into a good mood.
Now that she is treating Wuxu, she has followed him.
"The Qing Liuli Pill can remove demons, but it cannot cure diseases. If a disease lasts for a long time, it will turn into a demon."
As for the disease, it depends on whether the person concerned can let go of himself.
If he can't figure it out himself, no matter how much others say, it will be useless.
"Then let's treat our bodies first, and let others worry about the illness. We are not physiotherapists, so how can we take care of everything? We are not gods, right?"
Master Dan Yi nodded and said, that’s it.
The old man can only treat his own health but not his illness.
The little liar is better because he will be on his side, unlike her silly senior brother who just makes him angry all day long.
Xiao Xiao coaxed Dan Yi Zhenren out to write a prescription, asked Wuxiang Temple to prepare the herbs, and then started the furnace to refine the medicine.
"Senior, Wuxiang Temple gave you five Wuxiang lotus flowers. How many do you want?" Xiao Xiao asked.
"You're courting death!" Master Dan Yi scolded lightly, then looked around to make sure no one was around, and set up a small soundproof array.
Afterwards, he taught Xiao Xiao a lesson, "There is no price for lotus outside. You have so much on you. Are you afraid that others don't know and you are tired of living?"
Most of the monks who were desperate made a desperate attempt.
Xiao Xiao quickly covered his mouth and whispered, "This is in Wuxiang Temple. They gave it to me. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Hmph!" Master Dan Yi snorted, "Who knows if there is no undercover here? Don't show your wealth, understand?"
Xiao Xiao nodded repeatedly, she understood, she was just careless.
Seeing that Xiao Xiao had taken his words to heart, Dan Yi Zhenren was very satisfied, "Just give you one Wu Xiang He flower, and I will help you refine the others into pills."
This was not considered as taking advantage of the little liar. You have to know that if you want to ask him to refine pills, you have to pay a huge price.
As for Xiao Xiao asking other people to refine the elixir, he had never thought about it.
She doesn't even look down upon him, the world's number one alchemy expert. She is simply blind!
Xiao Xiao naturally would not give up the near for the far, so she gave four formless lotus flowers to Dan Yi Zhenren and kept one for herself as a spare.
She had already thought about what to do with the elixirs: give some to the sect, some to Yuanxuan, and some to Qu Changfeng.
"The other ingredients for the Qing Liuli Pill are here. I'll make the pill for you directly. By the way, you want to make it into the Qing Liuli Pill, right?" Master Dan Yi went to Xiao Xiao to confirm.
"Refine." Xiao Xiao nodded.
There aren't many elixirs that can be refined with this Wuxianghe, but the Qing Liuli Pill is definitely the most cost-effective.
Because except for Qing Liuli Dan, Wuxianghe can replace medicinal materials for other elixirs.
Master Dan Yi went downstairs to prepare to start the furnace to refine the elixir.
But Xiao Xiao was not motivated, always feeling that things were not done perfectly enough.
I always feel that I have been entrusted with something by others, but I have not been loyal to them.
[System, how do you think we can make Master Wuxu let it go? ]
[Host, it is said that a person who is sick should be treated by a doctor. You can consider this.]
But Master Wuzhen had already passed away, and she returned all the relics to Wuxu.
[Host, it is said that when humans are sad, the first person they think of is their mother. Perhaps you can find Master Wuxu's mother to comfort him.] The system gave Xiao Xiao a suggestion.
Xiao Xiao: Master Wuxu was a beggar, and was picked up by a monk from Wuxiang Temple when he was a child. Who knows if he has turned into a handful of yellow water now?
But Xiao Xiao found inspiration from it.
Wuxu had no way to save his mother, but by picking him up and practicing Buddhism, she could still find him.
He took Wuxu back with him and named him Yuanjue, a Buddhist practitioner with ordinary qualifications, currently at the level of Yuanying.
Because he had raised and taught Wuxu and Wuchen since they were young, he had a very special status in Wuxiang Temple and was highly respected.
When Xiao Xiao found him and explained his purpose, he agreed readily.
Master Yuanjue is truly a very kind elder. Although his cultivation is not high, he is full of Buddha nature.
“Wuxu, the spiritual plants in the back garden of Wuxiang Temple are ripe. Do you want to go pick them with us?” Master Yuanjue came to Wuxu and asked kindly.
"Old monk?" Wuxu was surprised to see Master Yuanjue coming, but he soon realized why he came.
Wuxu was silent for a moment, then declined, "I will arrange some disciples to help you."
He had already killed his own master, and he didn't want to kill the old monk as well.
He is a disaster star who brings misfortune to those close to him.
The old monk came to see him, probably because he had been wronged in the temple. He would secretly take care of him later, or he would mention it to Wuchen and ask him to take more care of the old monk.
"Wuxu, are you really unwilling to go with me? The weather outside is perfect, it's the autumn harvest season."
Wukong's silence and resistance are very obvious.
This won't do. If you always shrink in your shell and keep getting stuck in a rut, you won't have a future.
"Master Wuxu, Master Yuanjue helped you when you were at your lowest point in life, brought you to Wuxiang Temple, taught you the way of cultivation, led you into the Tao, and made you no longer live in a humble manner. So even if your current status and cultivation are higher than Master Yuanjue, you have to listen to him. This is a good debt that you have to repay."
There was some emotion on Wuxu's face.
Xiao Xiaojia grabbed it and said softly, "Master Wuzhen is no longer with us. Do you want to wait until the day when Master Yuanjue is also gone before you regret it?"
These words were like a shot of strength, and Wuxu's face changed drastically.
Master Yuanjue always had a kind and gentle smile on his face, and he did not change because of Wuxu's rejection.
It's like a kind mother looking at her naughty child with infinite tolerance.
Wuxu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly knelt on the ground, tugged at Master Yuanjue's robe, and cried, "Master, Master was killed by you. It's all your fault. I hate you so much. Why did you die without me?"
Wuxu is like a child who has made a mistake, snuggling in his mother's arms, venting his bad behavior.
Master Yuanjue squatted down and listened patiently to Wuxu's crying without interrupting him. After he finished venting, he wiped away his tears.
“Flowers bloom and then fade, this is an eternal cycle in nature. But the withering of flowers does not mean the end of life, but a symbol of the seeds starting a new life. At the moment the petals fall, they pass the torch of life to the next generation, allowing life to bloom in a new way.”
Yuanjue stroked Wuxu's head and taught him as he had taught him when he was a child, "Wuxu, you are the seed. The suffering now is only temporary. Although it is difficult, it will eventually pass. You are like the seed buried deep in the suffering. One day you will grow into a towering tree."
Wu Xin nodded with tears in his eyes.
"So, Wuxu, are you willing to work with me to turn the soil, fertilize, sow seeds, water, and remove pests, and when they mature, harvest the new life with your own hands?"
Wuxu nodded, "Little monk is willing."
"I have planted your favorite spring flowers in the backyard. You can see them when you go over there later."
Spring flowers represent the arrival of spring and new vitality. Back in the year when Wuxu was born, Yuanjue told him the meaning of spring flowers, and Wuxu fell in love with them as soon as he heard them.
"Well, it must be blooming well."
"Wuxu, do you want to plant a spring flower tree yourself?"
"good."
Wuxu supported Master Yuanjue, and the old and the young walked towards the place full of light outside the door.
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