Chapter 1500： sow good causes

Master Daoyi is well versed in the way of health preservation, and the art of Qihuang is also proficient. In addition, he had an adventure when he was young. He is very familiar with the spiritual energy in the pill, which is the taste of the mountain spring water that he accidentally drank when he was young.

At that time, he was just a little novice in a small temple deep in the mountains, ignorant of world affairs and extremely stupid. The other senior brothers had already completed their homework, but he was the only one who couldn't memorize life or death. Unfortunately, the master only asked him to fetch water and grow vegetables. Carefree.

One day, he accidentally entered a cave. There was a small spring in it. It was formed by dripping from stalactites. The water was very clear and had a fragrance. He simply drank all the spring water at a glance.

That night, he rolled on the ground in pain, and went to the toilet all night. His masters and brothers thought he had colic and could not survive it, but the next day he was like nothing, and he was still full of energy after a night of sleepless nights. Carrying water and growing vegetables, the strength is stronger than usual.

The most surprising thing is that he found that the scriptures that were usually difficult and difficult to understand, became much simpler after drinking the spring water. After reading it three times at most, he could remember it thoroughly, and he could draw inferences from one case and figure out the Buddhist Dharma that even Master could not understand.

The master said that he was enlightened, and the brothers said that he had pulled all the dross that night, but only he knew that it was the spring water.

After that, he went to drink the spring water a few times, but unfortunately he could only drop one drop a day. The spring water he drank before was collected over the years.

After that, even if he became a famous eminent monk, wandering around and giving lectures, he would return to the cave to drink spring water every once in a while, but there were unforeseen circumstances. In those years, there were wars everywhere, and the sound of cannons could be heard everywhere, and the refugees who were fleeing could be seen.

He was trapped in the mountain city for several years, and finally survived the war until the end of the war. But when he went to the cave again, he found that the mountain was flattened by bombs, and the cave disappeared, not to mention the spring water.

Since then, Master Daoyi has searched all over the country, large and small mountains, but he has never been able to find the spiritual spring water. He knew that his fate with the spiritual spring water was exhausted, but he did not expect that he would see it again today.

Although he had seen through life and death, Master Daoyi couldn't hide his joy, and he took a pill without hesitation. The little novice didn't have time to stop him, and looked at Master worriedly, for fear of what he would eat.

Ye Qingqing smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, I am a tonic, and taking it is only good."

The little novice pursed his lips and didn't say a word. People who sell fake medicine say that.

Master Daoyi was silent for a few seconds. The pills turned into warm currents in his body, moisturizing his already stiff joints. The warm, long-lost comfort made him want to hum a few times.

There is God's will in the dark. He helped Ye Qingqing, but he asked for a chance for himself. It really was a good cause and a good result.

"The medicine is very good, thank you Lord Ye." Master Daoyi saluted with one hand.

Ye Qingqing hurriedly returned the salute, "You're welcome, I prepared this medicine myself, and the master will call me after taking it."

"Okay, you're welcome, old man." Master Daoyi's smile became more inscrutable, like an old fox.

Ye Qingqing glanced at Sang Liangjie and asked, "Master, what's wrong with my cousin? How could he be caught by a ghost who is so handsome?"

Master Daoyi's expression was solemn, "Your cousin's situation is not a simple case of resentment, but a very sinister method. Through drugs and spells, the hatred of resentful ghosts is transferred to innocent people. Your cousin is more unlucky. ."