Chapter 794: Blindness
However, there are fewer immortals who prefer to retreat from the world these days, and most of them still follow Buddhism. On the one hand, Mount Wutai is the monastery of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and emperors of all dynasties have been inseparable from this place to worship and offer sacrifices to Buddha. On the other hand, the more believers come and go, the more difficult it is to find peace and tranquility, and the more immortals who retreat from the world to practice cultivation will stay away.
As the sky darkened, the Western Hills burned dark red, and gradually revealed crimson purple and deep blue, reflecting the solemn and majestic Buddhist pagodas made of stone, wood, glass and crystal.
The golden pagoda of Dafu Lingjiu Temple appears magnificent in the sunlight. From far above the mountain road, one can see some of the remaining sunlight casting a golden glow.
A young man arrived at dusk, his hair tied with a golden crown and a long agate hairpin. He wore a white gauze cape, a red gauze robe, and black boots with white soles. He climbed the mountain path. Five strong servants followed him, their bodies nimble, wearing five-colored scarves, and their movements swift.
The group went straight to Dafu Lingjiu Temple and asked the monks to borrow an empty room to stay overnight.
The monk guarding the gate vaguely felt that these people were not ordinary people. This young man had a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing. He was probably a nobleman. Therefore, he did not dare to neglect him and reported it to the receptionist.
The receptionist arrived late and felt a little strange, but he didn't see anything wrong. He replied, "There are still some vacant monks' quarters in the temple, which are reserved for believers and wandering monks. It's no problem for you to stay overnight."
"How much is the rent?"
"Just one stick of incense."
The monk in charge of reception took Gong Mengbi and his party to the monastery and put their luggage there. He then said, "At this hour, the temple has stopped cooking. However, it just so happens that Mr. Zeng is staying here, and the abbot will host a dinner for him tonight. Although there won't be any food, there will be melons and fruits, and some tea. If you're interested, you can join us."
"Who is Mr. Zeng? Is it impolite of me to attend the banquet?"
The monk in charge of reception smiled and said, "Mr. Zeng is a Taoist cultivator from Shimaling. He is well versed in the art of medicine and won't mind this matter."
As he was speaking, a young scholar came out of the monk's quarters opposite. Seeing the receptionist, he greeted him and said, "Master, I am sorry to bother you."
The monk in charge of reception returned the greeting and, upon seeing the two young men, introduced them to each other, saying, "This is Mr. Yu, who is staying in our temple temporarily to pray for his mother's well-being."
"This is Master Gong. He is visiting friends in Wutai and is borrowing this place temporarily."
"After the moon rises, you two can just attend the banquet."
The monk in charge of reception left with a smile, leaving Gong Mengbi and Master Yu looking at each other and explaining their origins.
Gong Mengbi was an extraordinary person, and although people wanted to get close to him, they were afraid of being presumptuous, which made Master Yu hesitate and not know how to start.
Seeing that he seemed a little embarrassed, Gong Mengbi took the initiative to talk to him, saying, "Mr. Yu is from Xinzhou, which means he is a local. I came from Dongyang to visit a friend, so I am not very familiar with the area. I wonder if there is anything interesting in Mount Wutai that can help me relax."
Master Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Gong Mengbi didn't say anything, he could only find an excuse to hide back in his room and continue copying scriptures.
Gong Mengbi started talking, and he became quite talkative. He said, "Speaking of Mount Wutai, the most famous one is the Zhufo Temple. Gong..."
"My courtesy name is Mingfu, so you can just call me Mingfu."
"There are five peaks on Mount Wutai, also known as the Five Peaks. There are Buddhist temples on all five peaks, each one unique. However, Dafu Lingjiu Temple is the oldest, and it is the first Buddhist temple on Mount Wutai. If Brother Mingfu has free time, you can also visit other Buddhist temples."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "So, the Buddhist temples in Mount Wutai are quite effective?"
"Maybe it's effective. I don't believe in Buddhism, but I'm praying for my mother here because she's a devout Buddhist. Now that she's seriously ill, I'm copying sutras for her. I hope the boundless power of Buddhism will bless her with a speedy recovery."
Master Yu himself couldn't explain it clearly, and there was a look of depression on his face.
Gong Mengbi comforted her, "Your mother must be happy that you are so filial."
Master Yu sighed softly, then pulled himself together and said, "Besides Buddhist temples, there are also some Taoist temples. I'm afraid I can only ask the monks in the temples."
Gong Mengbi tried to find out indirectly that Master Yu had never heard of the reputation of Lingying Temple, so he had to give up.
When the moon rose, a monk came to invite Gong Mengbi and Master Yu to a banquet.
The banquet was held next to the lotus pond, with several Zen masters in attendance. The abbot and receptionist of Dafu Lingjiu Temple were also there. Among the guests was an old man in yellow clothes, with white beard and eyebrows, but a youthful face.
The receptionist placed them in a corner and said, "Just enjoy the fruits and vegetables, and don't worry about anything else."
The abbot was also an old monk with a kind face. He glanced at Gong Mengbi and Master Yu and greeted them with a smile.
He kept his eyes on Gong Mengbi for a few more seconds, and Gong Mengbi knew that he had already seen through that he was also a cultivator.
Gong Mengbi nodded in greeting, and Master Yu bowed politely.
The Zen masters had a very pleasant conversation with Zeng Gong, and soon they talked about the medical skills that Zeng Gong was proficient in.
Zeng Gongdao said: "What I have learned is still in the Five Movements and Six Qi. I observe the five movements of the sky and the six qi of the time, and distinguish them by the changes of yin and yang and the smoke and temperature of the primordial qi. When the qi arrives, the objects are affected, and when the objects are affected, the weather changes. If I can understand the root cause and identify the crux of the matter, I will naturally prescribe the right medicine and be successful in everything I do."
The host said, "When qi arrives, objects react, and when objects react, weather changes occur. This is easier said than done. Zeng Gong's method of identifying qi is unparalleled in the world. We have some understanding of this principle, but we are not as good as Zeng Gong in its ease."
Zeng Gong waved his hand and said, "Where do you get all the flattery? With my humble skills, I often encounter various difficult and complicated cases that are difficult to diagnose. How can I dare to claim to be the best in the world?"
"With Mr. Zeng's methods, is there still an aura that cannot be identified?"
"Of course not. The intertwining of yin and yang, the generation and restraint of the five elements, often produces strange energies that I cannot recognize. Although I can usually control them with the Five Movements and Six Qi, there are times when I fail."
"To be honest, I came to Mount Wutai because I was invited to treat someone, but I ran into a very difficult illness and I didn't know what to do."
"What disease is so difficult for you?"
"The patient suffers from bilateral blindness, with eyes but no pupils. From what I can tell, it's Taiyin that's invading, robbing the eyes of their vitality. To cure this, I must either dissolve Taiyin or combine it with pure Yang. Diagnosis isn't difficult, but I don't have any magic medicine, so I can't do either, and this trip has been in vain."
Gong Mengbi, who was chewing a peach with Master Yu, stopped and smiled. He placed the peach on a plate, wiped his hands with a towel, and said with a smile, "Could it be God's will?"
Mr. Zeng and several monks looked over. Mr. Yu, who was sitting with him, suddenly felt as if he had a rash all over his body and felt very uncomfortable. He had no choice but to secretly put the peach on the table and silently looked at Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "I happen to have a magical medicine that can dissolve Taiyin. It might be just the right medicine for you."
He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table. The moonlight flowed around it and fireflies seemed to appear around it.
Master Yu widened his eyes.
Zeng Gong was delighted to see the medicine. He stood up to look at it and carefully pulled out the cork. He saw that one of the elixirs was shaped like a spindle, green in color, and had the fragrance of cinnamon.
"This is?"
"This is the Moon Laurel, the Jade Rabbit Elixir. I only got this pill by chance."
Zeng Gong exclaimed in amazement, "This is truly a precious medicine. I'm afraid it must be a miraculous medicine that has flowed from the Moon Palace."
He looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "Such a precious medicine, are you willing to give it to others?"
"That depends on what he can afford."
Gong Mengbi gave a strange smile.
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