Su Linyuan had never seen Zhu Yi look so listless.
He fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat tense.
After the abbot finished his sermon, he laughed and said, "You don't need to keep them hanging on. She's still just a little girl, and she's very endearing."
He didn't say much, but his words made no attempt to hide his affection for Su Linyuan and Zhu Yi.
Chu Rong rolled her eyes. "I just don't like listening to you old monks talk nonsense. It's a bit annoying."
"Alright. Considering this young girl has some cleverness in alchemy, I won't hold back!" Master Chu Rong changed the subject and began searching his entire body until—Zhu Yi saw him take out a clean, dust-free, blank bamboo slip from a corner of his pocket.
It was hard and stiff, and the sound of bamboo clashing was heard as it moved.
Zhu Yi's eyes lit up. She could no longer hear what the people around her were saying; she only knew that this blank bamboo slip must be very valuable!
"Haha, I fled here and was taken in by the great monk. To be honest, I was in a rather dire situation."
"Although what I have learned in my life is not very practical, I still hope to give young people a little inspiration."
What happened? Master Chu Rong's disheveled and unkempt image suddenly became so impressive?
Did those lifelong skills that others wouldn't even dare to dream of just fall into my hands so easily?
Even after Su Linyuan helped the dazed Zhu Yi take the clean, dark bamboo slip, Zhu Yi still felt like she was dreaming.
Inside the main hall, everyone looked at Su Linyuan with even more awe and envy.
Only Zhu Yi, who was hidden in the Ruins of Return, knew that the bamboo slip was not for Su Linyuan, and Master Chu Rong still hadn't figured out where he had hidden it.
He simply felt that the contraceptive pill he had refined was quite good and suited his taste.
Many talented and eccentric people have some unknown quirks.
In gratitude, Zhu Yi once again manipulated the lotus to exhale and release a small lotus leaf as a gift to Master Chu Rong.
Master Chu Rong held the pale golden lotus dew in his palm and examined it again and again. He didn't even blink, just tossed the lotus dew into his wine gourd as if it were a worthless candy.
After morning prayers, Chu Rong, dressed in shabby old-man clothes, pulled the abbot aside to drink.
Su Linyuan watched their tug-of-war with amusement. As everyone knew, the rules and regulations of Luohan Temple were notoriously difficult to endure...
The divine lotus dew brewed by the Buddha Lotus is rich in spiritual energy and can heal the dead and restore flesh to bones. Master Chu Rong's gourd of wine is not only a good medicine for curing diseases and saving lives, but also a rare and precious wine that is priceless in the entire cultivation world.
"Look at the host's longing expression, doesn't he look like a little kid who can't bear to eat candy?"
Su Linyuan's eyelids twitched. Seeing that the abbot seemed unaffected, he chuckled, "Yi'er, don't be naughty. Your lotus dew is very precious. You should recover first!"
Zhu Yi ignored him and instead instructed Su Linyuan to walk to a well in Luohan Temple. Under Su Linyuan's pained expression, she released the last drop of lotus dew.
"Luohan Temple is a good place. The abbot and his disciples are working hard to fight against the demons outside. I feel that I want to do something to help them."
Zhu Yi's unhurried tone was as gentle as a spring rain, and her simple words soothed the hidden anxiety in Su Linyuan's heart.
“I was being narrow-minded, Yi’er. Our past life was too difficult. This time, I don’t want you to leave my side again.”
"I know you just want me to get better quickly, but it depends on the situation!"
“I’m feeling much better now. Listening to you recite the scriptures is very helpful for me, but we can’t expect to get results too quickly. We have to take it one step at a time!”
Su Linyuan seemed to see a ray of light breaking through the sky amidst the demonic clouds on the horizon.
Zhu Yi always manages to find different touching moments for him in the little things that happen unintentionally.
Sometimes she can be very calculating, but other times she can be more generous than anyone else.
Zhu Yi had no idea about Su Linyuan's series of psychological activities.
She simply wanted to give the monks of Luohan Temple more spiritual energy so that they would have more strength to fight the demon soldiers outside.
The well water was gurgling, and a passing young novice monk looked in the direction of the sound and exclaimed, "Master! The well water is shimmering with a golden luster!"
"And it smells really sweet!"
Upon hearing this, the abbot immediately shook off Master Chu Rong's sleeve, which was entangled with him, and quickly followed. He said, "Quickly, brew some tea!"
The monks, who hadn't yet realized what was happening, then noticed the difference in the well water.
A sacred halo rose above the clear well water, and the usually composed abbot was surprisingly excited, eagerly inviting the monks to taste this rare and precious spring water.
Is it really that powerful?
Zhu Yi didn't think she had done anything particularly remarkable.
Looking at the crowd in line, Su Linyuan patiently explained to Zhu Yi, "Yi'er, the lotus dew condensed from the Buddha Lotus is a rare treasure even in the Spirit Realm. Only a silly girl like you would be willing to share it with others."
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