"Trash! Scum! "
"Get out!"
In the depths of the West-Hill, in the cliffs covered by green vines, hoarse curses full of resentment and violence were heard. The curses were sharp and unpleasant, like sharp swords that could pierce through countless layers of armor. For some reason, they were tightly sealed around the cliffs and did not leak to the outside world.
The green vines suddenly became chaotic. A figure flew out from the deep cave and fell heavily on the stone platform. It was a young man in an old Taoist robe. After a long time, he finally woke up and struggled to get up. He held the green vines on the cliff and coughed painfully. Blood spattered from his lips and soon dyed the front of his Taoist robe red. He looked extremely miserable and pitiful.
The Taoist was Long Qing. He grabbed the green vines and rested for a while. After confirming that his injury was not serious, he walked to the edge of the cliff, picked up the bucket and the box, and continued to walk to the caves above the cliff. There was no fear or resentment in his calm eyes. He did not even look back at the deep cave.
These days, he climbed the cliff covered with green vines every day and dealt with the seriously injured old Taoists in the caves. He deeply felt the violent and horrible temper of these abnormal people.
After being humiliated so many times, he naturally became numb. After being injured so many times, he became more and more aware of the huge gap between him and the old Taoist. There was no resentment or revenge.
Although the disabled old Taoists in the caves did not have a good face to Long Qing and could order him around, they knew that if they wanted to know the news of the human world in time and keep in touch with the outside world, they could not kill Long Qing directly. Therefore, they still had a sense of propriety. They made Long Qing suffer but did not affect his action.
However, there were many caves in the cliff and there were many disabled old Daoists. Everyone thought that they had a sense of propriety, but when they came together, no one knew where their propriety went. Long Qing's injuries in each cave were not serious, but after so many days in so many caves, his injuries were getting worse by the day.
Because of his injury, Long Qing moved much slower. It was almost dusk when he finished the day's work and returned to the Taoist temple. The warm and red setting sun shone on the simple Taoist temple from the other end of the West-Hill Mountains. He stood in front of the hut by the lake and looked at the beautiful scenery without any expression on his face.
The middle-aged Taoist walked slowly to his side and looked at the surface of the lake in the twilight. He did not explain to him the identity of the old Taoists in the caves, but said indifferently, "The more beautiful a place is, the fewer people there are."
Long Qing bowed to the middle-aged Taoist and asked, "Uncle-Master, are there always so few people in the monastery?"
From the South Sea to the Zhishou Abbey, Long Qing did not see anyone other than the three Martial Uncles. The simple and beautiful Taoist temple was shrouded in silence.
"Ten years ago, when Pipi and the little girl were still here, the monastery was much livelier. But then everyone left, and Ye Su only came back occasionally, so the monastery inevitably became a little lonely."
The middle-aged Taoist said, "But I heard that the little girl has inherited the position of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, and the Great Divine Priest of Light and the Great Divine Priest of Revelation will probably be replaced. Then, the monastery will be lively for a few days."
The Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, the three Great Divine Priests, the Nation Master of Tang, and people like Master Yan Se all needed to be baptized by Haotian in the Zhishou Abbey before they could be awarded the position of Great Divine Priest. Long Qing knew this story, but he could not help but feel a little lost when he thought that Ye Hongyu had already reached this step.
"The holy land in the hearts of the disciples of Haotian Taoism, the legendary Unknown Place in the cultivation world, turns out to be such a simple and even boring Taoist temple. Is it a little different from what you imagined?"
Long Qing shook his head and said, "Since it is unknown, we can't imagine it. We can only know by seeing it with our own eyes … No, even if we live here, we may not know."
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him with a smile and said, "It's good that you can understand this. The Zhishou Abbey is a place outside the world, so it can be simple, quiet, and even lonely. If you really think that the Zhishou Abbey you see is the Zhishou Abbey, then you are stupid. "
"The Taoists living in that mountain are the Zhishou Abbey. The West-Hill Divine Palace is the Zhishou Abbey. The Abbey Dean is the Zhishou Abbey, you and I are the Zhishou Abbey, and the whole Haotian Taoism is the Zhishou Abbey. As long as the light of Haotian shines, it is the Zhishou Abbey. Before you came to the Zhishou Abbey, you were already in the Zhishou Abbey. "
The middle-aged Taoist's words seemed a little profound, but Long Qing at least understood the first sentence.
The disabled old Taoist priests living in the cave were unknown in the world, but their cultivation states were extremely terrifying. Some of them had obviously surpassed the Five States and become the legendary Sage in the scriptures. Such a Zhishou Abbey was indeed a great place that was hard to imagine.
"I know very well how bad the temperament of the old guys living in the cave is. Since you are injured, you don't need to bear it. Although it is good for your temperament, it will damage your Taoist body and eventually become an obstacle to your future cultivation. Later, you can go to the pharmacy to make some medicine."
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him and said.
Long Qing seemed to inadvertently think of something and asked, "Uncle, when I was tidying up the medicine warehouse a few days ago, I saw a medicine tripod. I wonder if I can use it?"
The middle-aged Taoist's eyes revealed an expression of appreciation and said, "It seems that you have learned something from cultivating the" Sha "Handscroll. Your mind is not confused by the complicated cultivation methods, and you can even notice the medicine refining method recorded in the corner. Maybe this is your blessing. If you want to use the medicine tripod, just use it and wash it clean afterwards."
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The medicine warehouse of the Zhishou Abbey was not located by the lake, but on the cliff to the west. It was a two-story Taoist temple building with complicated talisman characters carved between the pillars and painted with gorgeous patterns. It gave off a sense of nobility and looked more like the main hall of a Taoist temple compared to the huts worshiping the Seven Tomes of Arcane by the lake.
In front of the Hall of Medicine was a large meadow slope. Below the slope was a precipice. The precipice was so deep that even apes and monkeys could not climb it, let alone ordinary people. Even if the world's amazing Grand Cultivators could climb this precipice, they would be instantly killed by the array hidden in the meadow.
Long Qing looked at the meadow that seemed to be burning in the twilight and felt the faintly discernible power of the array. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked to the Hall of Medicine. He held a big old iron ring in his hand, on which there were many seemingly ordinary keys. Without these keys, it was impossible for him to enter the Hall of Medicine.
The door of the Hall of Medicine slowly opened, revealing a vast space that did not match the appearance of the hall at all. Several rows of array racks stretched into the depths of the hall. It seemed to be a few miles away, with no end in sight.
There were countless rare medicines and raw materials placed on the array racks. Each medicine and material had a corresponding array to provide suitable ventilation and a warm and humid environment.
These medicines and materials were rarely seen in the world. Many of them were even marked as missing in the West-Hill Scriptures. If they were to enter the world, it would probably attract countless cultivators to fight for them. However, there were too many kinds of rare medicines and materials here, but they seemed so ordinary. They were casually placed on the array racks and seemed to have been there for many years, with no one paying attention to them for many years.
It was hard to imagine, but it was easy to understand. Whether it was the Emperor of the South Jin Kingdom or the Monarch of the Kingdom of Song, they had to bow before the West-Hill Divine Palace. No matter if they were poor or rich, they had to offer their wealth to the West-Hill Divine Palace. This meant that all the wealth and resources in the world belonged to the West-Hill Divine Palace.
In the words of Master Lotus, the West-Hill Divine Palace was a group of dogs raised by the Zhishou Abbey. The West-Hill Divine Palace plundered all the wealth and resources in the world. Other than maintaining the rule of Haotian Taoism over the world, the most precious things were naturally sent to the Zhishou Abbey. From this point of view, what the middle-aged Taoist said earlier was right. The world that was enveloped by the light of Haotian belonged to the Zhishou Abbey, except for the country called Tang.
Long Qing had been in charge of cleaning up the entire Zhishou Abbey these days. He also had to come to the Hall of Medicine every day to pick out the medicines that the terrifying old Taoist in the cave needed. He was already very familiar with this place, so he was not as shocked as he was when he first entered. He carried the key and walked into the depths of the hall, not even glancing at the medicines on both sides.
Anyone could develop such a state of mind after living in the mountains of gold and seas of jade. However, when Long Qing walked to the deepest part of the Hall of Medicine and walked to the hollowed-out sandalwood door, his expression became solemn.
Behind the hollowed-out sandalwood door was the most important place in the Hall of Medicine, where some of the most precious materials and medicines were stored. He had never entered before because he did not have the key to this door.
The medicine tripod that Long Qing needed was right outside the door. He had seen it once through the wooden door a few days ago. Today, he asked tentatively and did not expect to receive permission from the Uncle.
He found the simplest key on the big iron ring and inserted it into the lock. There was a slight click, and the sandalwood door slowly opened.
Long Qing walked in and began to look for the medicinal materials he needed. Most of the materials for the medicine he was going to make were in the main hall. Only two of the most important materials should be stored here. Therefore, he was very cautious and even a little nervous.
The medicine he was going to make was called the Earth Sitting Pill in the "Sha" Handscroll of the Tomes of the Arcane. In addition to curing the injuries left by the old Taoist priests these days, more importantly, it could stabilize his Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow that had been forcibly repaired by the Abbey Dean. In other words, this kind of pill could make his cultivation go more smoothly.
A pill with such an effect was, of course, extremely precious. In the records of the West-Hill, it was even described as the supreme elixir that could heal the dead. Long Qing had never imagined that one day he would have the opportunity to make such an elixir. Therefore, his nervousness at this time was understandable.
All of a sudden, the nervousness on Long Qing's face was replaced by shock.
He did not find the medicinal materials needed to make the Earth Sitting Pill. But among those bottles and jars, he saw a crystal clear small porcelain bottle made of unknown materials.
There was a very faint smell of medicine coming from the small porcelain bottle.
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