Dao fruit.

"One moment he was an old fairy, and the next moment he became an old man. The difference is quite intriguing."

Feeling the remarks of those wealthy businessmen, Qiu Yan suddenly felt a little strange.

"The wealthy businessman has a lot of money, but he was arbitrarily manipulated by two veteran Taoists. He had a lot of scruples if he wanted to arrest me, but the government was high above him. Facing the supernatural beings, they had to rely on the dragon's spirit and the dynasty's luck to suppress them. One point; as for this monk, he practiced hard and was restricted by the dynasty and the order of humanity; the great Confucian who explored the mysteries of humanity is weak in himself, and may encounter accidents if he is approached by others, and he must be restricted by his lifespan. Tightness, the so-called detachment, probably means to be above these."

As he walked, he thought about it, and when he saw the pedestrians and shops along the way, he felt a little bit more.

"Wealthy businessmen can gather wealth and enjoy the things in the world with money; the government is in charge of laws and regulations and controls the fate of others with authority; monks practice their own power and surpass the world with extraordinary abilities; Confucianism explores the mystery of human nature. Those who use their knowledge to gain fame and fortune have their own benefits. There are benefits, but there are always disadvantages. A lonely yin does not grow, and a single yang does not grow. It is impossible for a certain group to take all the cheap things in this world. These also seem to motivate many groups to continue to forge ahead..."

Thinking about it, he thought of his own god body, and then thought of the way of the Shinto, thoughtfully.

"Gods are formed from the thoughts of all living beings. In fact, they are the instinctive resistance of all living beings to changes in the outside world, but they have given birth to another extraordinary group. It's just that this group is also restricted by the thoughts of all living beings. I don't know what level of power they need. In order to get rid of many constraints, has the legendary ancient god reached this level?"

Thinking while walking, Qiu Yan walked through the streets.After passing by the place where the monk was, looking around, there was no trace. He went to Youxianju this time to fight fiercely with people, but it didn't take much time, but judging by the signs, it may be not long after he left , the monk left.

"This fellow, the monk who was here before. Where did he go?" He stopped a man next to him and asked aloud.

Seeing that Qiu Yan was dressed as a scholar, the man was carrying two Taoist priests, showing a guarded look, but he still said: "The master was helping people to treat diseases, but he suddenly fainted and was taken away by his disciples. Where did he go?" It’s beyond me to know.”

"Oh? Fainted?" He noticed the flickering eyes of the other party.Qiu Yan knew that this person probably knew the monk's whereabouts, but he didn't intend to tell him, even the monk's name and dharma name.Neither want to disclose.

Qiu Yan didn't say anything, just said: "Brother Lao, by the way, I don't know what sect the master is from? Why did he appear in Xingde City?"

"The master is an eminent Buddhist monk. Walking in the Guanzhong area, this Buddhist sect is a Taoist sect that has recently emerged, and every successor is compassionate." The man talked about the Buddhist sect.Revealing the color of reverence, without the slightest falsehood.

"Taoism?" Qiu Yan frowned slightly, knowing that this was a theory that ordinary people had only a half-knowledge about Buddhism when it spread, and relied on their own thoughts and experiences to speculate.

"Thank you for letting me know." After Qiu Yan thanked him, he walked away.

The man was hesitant to report to the police, but in the end he gave up the idea because more things are worse than less things.

"There is another school of Buddhism spreading in this pass. According to what the person said just now, the teachings of this Buddhism are obviously different from those in the swamp. If you have a chance, you should experience it. The monk who just uses his own energy and blood to save people will faint. It means that his energy and blood are almost overdrawn, even if I want to explore it, it is not convenient to visit at this time, so let him rest in peace."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan came to an inn. This inn was the one where Hu Qi and Dai Guo lived. The two were waiting in the lobby of the inn. After seeing Qiu Yan, they noticed the two old Taoists who were being carried by him. , all showing surprise.

"My lord, these two people are...?" Dai Guo stepped forward, took over the two veterans, looked at them a few times, and noticed that the two men's physiques were very thin and showed no signs of being overwhelmed, so he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Qiu Yan said: "You don't need to ask, I asked you to ask for an extra room, but is it okay?"

"All according to your order, son, the room is ready." Hu Qi walked over and said.

"That's good. Take these two old people up and put them in a special room. I will order some wine, food and medicinal food to nourish their bodies. When I have something to ask them, it's best to cheer them up. "

"Yes." Hu Qi didn't ask much, he and Dai Guo picked up the two veterans and went upstairs directly.

Although this inn is not located in the city, there are many people staying and eating here and there. Seeing Qiu Yan, a thin scholar, come in with two old Taoists, it seemed strange, and his expression did not change, without any effort. Everyone knew it was unusual, so the waiter wanted to come up to ask, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Write down the appearance of this person, and report to the official after they leave."

Hearing the shopkeeper's instructions, the waiter praised "Ginger is still old and spicy" and then retreated, but he didn't know that Hu Qi and others gave a few extra copper coins when they checked in, and the shopkeeper's Putting it in his own pocket, the money is easy to get, but now, it seems a bit hot.

Qiu Yan didn't care about these things, he stepped forward and asked: "Please bring the pen and ink from the shopkeeper, I'll make a list for you, you go outside and bring in some medicinal ingredients, and we will cook medicinal meals later."

"Good guy, what does he think of our shop? How can anyone go to run errands?" The shopkeeper muttered in his heart, and was about to refuse, but he noticed Qiu Yan's gaze, and felt that he was a bit majestic, so he subconsciously stopped his voice, and unexpectedly It's doing what you're told.

When the paper and pen fell into Qiu Yan's hands, he stained them with ink and wrote them stroke by stroke. This seemingly ordinary thing suddenly burst into an unusual artistic conception. The shopkeeper was also literate. People, who can recognize good or bad calligraphy, were stunned immediately when they saw the characters. When Qiu Yan finished writing the list in one breath and handed it to him, he just woke up like a dream.

"Good handwriting! Good handwriting! Young Master Duan wrote a good handwriting!"

The shopkeeper praised him aloud. When he said the first "good word", his voice was very high. After the second, he lowered his voice. The reporter's thoughts faded away, and he just said: "This...I wonder if the young master can leave this list to me, and I will copy another copy, and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine?"

He saw the extraordinaryness of the writing on the paper, and knew that Qiu Yan had attainments in calligraphy. The land in Guanzhong was the center of Darui, and there was never a shortage of arty characters, which made the style of writing flourish. No matter how good Qiu Yan's calligraphy is, he can't ask for one, so it's better to keep this list and keep it as a collection.

Qiu Yan said: "I only need medicinal materials, other things are up to you."

"Thank you, son." The shopkeeper was overjoyed when he heard the words, carefully put the list away, copied a copy, and then put the list away, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Send this kind of calligraphy to the pharmacy. It's a hidden gem. Let me keep it and keep it at home." After thinking about it, he called a waiter, handed over the copy, and told him to go to the pharmacy. Grab medicine.

At this time, Qiu Yan took out some copper coins and handed them to Xiao Er: "After you go out, if someone stops you, don't bother, just use my money to buy medicine."

The waiter was at a loss when he heard this, but the shopkeeper wanted to pay in advance, but Qiu Yan waved his hand to stop him, and then Qiu Yan went upstairs by himself.

"Young master, what do you mean? Why would someone stop me?" The little girl was a little hesitant.

"You care so much? Hurry up and grab the medicine." Although the shopkeeper also murmured in his heart, when he thought of the words on the list, he couldn't sit still and just urged.

The waiter in the shop had no choice but to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, after a few breaths, he came back again.

"Why are you back again?" The shopkeeper looked puzzled, "Could it be that that person caused some trouble, and someone was lying in ambush outside?"

"No, no," Xiaoer quickly waved his hands, "It's Master Li, Master Liu, Master Wang and other servants of several masters, all of whom are standing outside. When they saw the young one, they knew that it was the young master who was going to grab medicine, so they all surrounded him. Come up and pay for it!"

"There are such things!" The shopkeeper was taken aback, "Those lords are all wealthy merchants. Usually, the lords would talk and laugh when they saw them, but according to what you said, they all paid attention to those lords." This young master is so polite, this matter is unusual, but since they want to do it for you, why do you need to come back?"

Xiao Er said: "That young master didn't say it, if someone stops me, don't bother, just use his money to grab the medicine?"

"This..." The shopkeeper gasped, feeling that Qiu Yan was becoming unpredictable, "My good fellow, this is what happened outside the door in advance, maybe this young man comes from an extraordinary background, those masters think You want to sell favors, but the young master doesn't want to get involved in these things, if that's the case, you should go out through the back door, grab the medicine secretly, and stop entangled with people outside the door."

"Okay." Xiao Er left again.

The shopkeeper thought about it, but got up and went upstairs.

"No, it's hard to meet such a powerful person, but you have to flatter him, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste?" When he went upstairs, he was flattered again.

When Xiaoer came back with the medicinal materials, the shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the cook to cook medicinal meals. After busy work, not long after, two bowls of fragrant soup were put in a room that Hu Qi wanted.

"With power, it really saves a lot of trouble and improves the efficiency of others, even if it's just a borrowed power." Looking at the two bowls of medicinal soup, Qiu Yan shook his head, flicked his fingers, and two streams of true energy fell to him. On the two old Taoists on the bed.

collapse!collapse!

The two old Taoists sat up suddenly, and the old Taoist on the left said sharply: "Qiu Yan, you are approaching disaster!" (To be continued...)

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