Beauty's Personal Physician

Yang Di was very regretful, and sighed: "Then find a quieter place on Tianxian Mountain, and make peace with the situation, anyway, brother is not the kind of picky person."

Taoist Yuanzheng shuddered again, this kid demanded to open his own Taoist temple in the fairy mountain as soon as he started, such an exaggerated request, he was ashamed to say such a thing.

"Hehe, by the way, where is the Palace of the Inner Court?" Yang Di changed the topic and asked, looking up now, he was still far away from the peak of Tianxian Mountain.

In fact, Yang Di was very puzzled, why the old man didn't fly up with himself. It was a test when he was getting started before, but it seems unnecessary now, right?

But in fact, Yang Di still doesn't know that this is a special rule of the two courtyards. For the disciples who are cultivating, they are not allowed to fly in the sky and escape in the fairy courtyard at will, and they must keep their feet on the ground.

Moreover, this Great Wall-like stone step is not a decoration, it has the charm of Dao Xian, and it is said that it contains the true essence of the source of Taoism, whether it is a disciple or a disciple, it is very beneficial to walk on it frequently.

It's not impossible to fly at all, but it needs special circumstances. In fact, it can fly now, but Taoist Yuan Zheng probably got angry and deliberately took Yang Di to climb up, trying to torment him.

The old man said with a blank expression: "The Palace of the Inner Court is the direct manager of the foreign affairs and ordinary internal affairs of the Tianxianyuan. On weekdays, all the affairs of the Immortal Courtyard are basically handled by the Palace of the Inner Court. As long as there is no problem If it is so important that it needs to alert the head teacher and the respected teacher, it will be arranged by the Dharma Hall of the Inner Court."

The two courtyards are transcendent, and the heads of these two behemoths are almost the pillars of this world. They are also studying the Dao on weekdays, and they will not come out to give orders easily.

Through the old man's explanation, Yang Di knew that the existence of the Palace of Law in the Inner Court is almost equivalent to a substantive administrative organization, which is responsible for dealing with various trivial and routine issues. Ask those giants at a higher level.

Yang Di asked curiously: "Since there is an inner courtyard, there should also be an outer courtyard, right?"

"Hehe, of course, those elders with powers and managers at all levels are members of the outer court. If there is a problem in the door, the inner court is generally only responsible for giving a conclusion, and most of the time it is still the people of the outer court who implement it." Taoist Yuan Zheng He smiled lightly.

He is an apologist elder and a member of the inner courtyard, so he has never interfered in the matter of guiding new disciples to become familiar with canons and dogmas, as well as various basic details.

He didn't even say much about the previous dispute in the woods. Except for taking away the brat, the law enforcement elders had been dealing with the problems at the scene.

These are the two courtyards. The academic style has made them even if they are cultivators, they are still orderly in everything they do, and the characters in the various courtyards will not easily exceed their authority.

Contrary to Yang Di's expectation, the Dharma Hall of the Inner Court is not at the top of Tianxian Mountain, but in a flat and huge cliff a few floors below the top of the mountain.

There is a tall ancient palace there, quite magnificent, with clouds and smoke lingering, like a palace in the mountains.

Going up the white jade steps, the two quickly entered the palace.

The interior of the temple is in the shape of an ancient temple, with many sacrificial objects for cultivators. In the courtyard in front of the main hall, in a large stone furnace, there is purple smoke, with a refreshing aroma.

Yang Di smelled it carefully, and said with a smack of tongue: "You old men are very good at enjoying it, and you actually set off red sandalwood incense here all day long."

Red Sandalwood Jade Fragrance is a very precious medicine, which is very valuable. Ordinary monks would grit their teeth and bleed heavily to buy some at important moments of practice, and set it up at the practice site.

The curling clouds of smoke can make people feel ethereal physically and mentally, and quickly enter the state.

But here, the big stone furnace is billowing with purple smoke, almost filling the whole hall with that kind of atmosphere, which is quite extravagant.

Afterwards, Yang Di was even more dumbfounded. There was a cliff tens of meters away from the side of the incense burner.

The cliff is mottled with vicissitudes of life, the moss is thick, and a curtain of waterfalls hangs down, forming a natural pool there.

The water in the pond gurgled and passed through the courtyard along the way, and there were many little creatures in it that made Yang Di drool.

Those old men actually raised many rare treasures here, many of which Yang Di had only heard about in legends. In addition, on that cliff, clouds were floating, and there were some plant jewels, bright in color, and the fragrance of medicine wafted from time to time.

Among them is an old tree, rooted in the bare crevices of the cliff, tall and vigorous, its bark is like armor, and from time to time it even puffs out clouds and mist, like a fairy tree, its branches and leaves are as bright as jade needles, hanging a few jade fruits, as if It is as emerald green as a majestic soul, and exudes an extraordinary Taoist rhyme, which is intoxicating.

But it was not a fairy tree, but a tall sacred tree. Yang Di was shocked immediately. It was hard to imagine that the holy medicine could grow to such a huge size, it was as tall and straight as an ancient pine among the mountains.

Taoist Yuan Zheng stopped, looked at the holy tree, and said with a smile: "It is a fairy pine, which has existed for endless years. In this world, it is almost the oldest holy medicine, and it is a natural pine tree. It is the holy medicine that has been transformed many times later, if it can transform spirits in the future, it is very possible to attain the Tao."

"Gulu!" Yang Di swallowed, a sacred pine tree that has a chance to transform into a spirit, it is shocking to think about it, and the background of Tianxianyuan is really scary.

He subconsciously asked: "Can those jade fruits be picked?"

Taoist Yuan Zheng's face froze, and then he said angrily: "Stinky boy, do you want to die, Xiansong is here, we will respect it like a god, you dare to pick the fruit, aren't you afraid that a group of immortals in the fairy courtyard will try their best for you? "

These words really frightened the old man, Xiansong has an extraordinary status in the fairy courtyard, just like the spiritual root of Tianxian Mountain.

Now the fairy pine has been in the spirit transformation stage for a long time, and it is becoming more and more extraordinary. It is not easy for plant-type creatures to transform spirits, especially the holy medicine. Every step needs to seize the good fortune of heaven and earth.

This old fairy pine is well-known in the world. It is regarded as one of the ancient totems of the fairy courtyard, and it grew here countless years ago.

Even the senior officials of the Immortal Academy did not dare to regard the old fairy pine as a medicine. They, the elders of the inner courtyard, were even more in awe of it, and often enlightened under the old fairy pine.

Now that this kid is standing here, he is actually talking nonsense, which is really annoying, and thanks to the fact that those stubborn old guys are not here, otherwise he would not only shoot this brat to death.

Because, in the past, there were many important figures in the fairy courtyard who had comprehended important truths under the old fairy pine, and their strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Seeing that the old man was so nervous, Yang Di reluctantly looked away from the old holy tree Yuguo, and said nonchalantly: "Old man, what are you excited about? , I don’t care about your baby.”

"Don't brag, kid, how many holy medicines are there in the world, and how many plants can bear holy fruits?" Taoist Yuan Zheng scoffed, naturally he didn't believe it.

Whether it is panacea, precious medicine or holy medicine, those that can bear fruit for a long time and drip marrow are rare treasures.

Sacred medicines are extremely precious, and there are very few of them that can produce holy fruits. Looking at the entire secret realm world, there are only a handful of them.