The Medicine Valley is particularly peaceful in the early morning.

The morning mist is like a piece of gauze, floating on the lake, sometimes relaxing and sometimes rolling.

Fakong performed a set of Arhat Boxing by the lake and felt warm all over. When walking along the lake, he saw a small yellow flower emerging from the grass and stopped to admire it.

The little yellow flowers were bright and delicate, with a drop of dew on them, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable and moved.

He bent down and sniffed it.

There is no fragrance, just the freshness of dew.

Fan Ning came over with a lunch box and said reluctantly: "Brother, I'm fine."

Fa Kong straightened up, formed a seal with his slender fingers, closed his eyes slightly and began to recite the Pure Heart Mantra.

The void was like a jade bottle pouring out cold slurry, which fell on him and was shot towards Faning by his fingerprints.

Just as Faning was about to speak, a stream of clear water poured down on his head.

It's like waking up in the late autumn morning.

The strange coolness continuously poured into his mind, accumulating into a pool of autumn water, bright and clear.

Fakong recited the Pure Heart Mantra twice and then stopped: "Go ahead."

"Brother, I'm going then." Faning left absentmindedly, immersed in the clear air and unable to extricate himself.

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After breakfast, while Fakong was taking a walk by the lake to eat, a handsome young novice monk came to the valley.

Fa Kong went up to meet him directly.

"Senior brother, Master has invited me."

"How is Master feeling?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, it's a good thing." Fa'en has a handsome appearance, a soft-spoken voice, and a congratulatory and well-behaved expression.

Fakong followed him out of the valley to Prajna Courtyard, entered Huinan's small courtyard, and saw him boxing in the courtyard.

In the bright sunshine of the morning, Huinan was wearing a gray short coat, looking slim and capable.

The punches slowly rise and fall, just like Tai Chi in the previous life, and the green bamboo in the courtyard rises and falls with the punches.

Fakong stared at the green bamboos and observed why he didn't feel the wind, but they seemed to be blown by the wind.

Huinan punched her fist and said slowly: "Ming Yue'an came here to ask for help. There is a problem with one of their trees."

"But the Taiyin Treasure Tree?"

Fakong immediately thought of Mingyue Temple's unique treasure, the Taiyin Treasure Tree.

Those who are proficient in medicinal materials will not know about the Taiyin Treasure Tree. It is both too famous and too mysterious.

"I didn't say it, but it should be it." Huinan said slowly and calmly, without his usual impatience and irritability. It was as if his mind and boxing skills were one, as gentle as a breeze: "Everyone in the temple, you are the best at medicinal materials."

"Master, Mingyue'an is here to invite Senior Brother Yuanfang, right?"

Yuanfang is the head of Yakou-in. Anyone who is sick or injured in the temple comes to him for treatment. He can cure the disease with medicine and his medical skills are extremely high.

"His knowledge of medicinal materials is not as good as yours."

"Disciple is ashamed. I don't know much about the Taiyin Treasure Tree. I'm afraid..."

"Are you going or not?!" Huinan looked at him coldly.

Fakong Zhengse Heshi said: "Master's orders, naturally obey them."

In a few words, his mind, which is ten times faster than an ordinary person's, had already turned dozens of thoughts and made a decision.

When people are under the roof, they have to keep their heads down and be aware of current affairs.

What's more, it's not without benefits.

The Taiyin Treasure Tree is of vital importance to Mingyue Temple, as it involves their Taiyin Minor Refining practice.

It is said that without Taiyin fruit, it is impossible to practice Taiyin Xiao Lianxing.

The Taiyin Small Form Refinement not only has the power to preserve one's appearance, but also transform one's temperament. The fact that Mingyue Temple's disciples can freeze their muscles and snow bones means they have practiced the Taiyin Small Form Refinement, and it is also the foundation building method of Mingyue Temple.

After curing the Taiyin Treasure Tree, I asked them to ask for the Taiyin Small Refining Form. Can I pass it on?

I have a weak constitution, so practicing the Little Arhat Boxing will get twice the result with half the effort, so I should be suitable for the Taiyin Little Form Training.

What's more important is that Mingyue Temple has the Xika Baye Sutra!

If you read another chapter of the Xika Baye Sutra, the rosette will rise to another level, and the sweet rain will increase by one drop. How wonderful would that be?

"Hey." Huinan snorted.

Master's orders, naturally obey them?

He didn't believe a word of this!

Fa Kong said: "Master, let Junior Brother Faning come with me."

As a fifth-grade man, Faning has condensed Gang Qi and is honest and simple. He will not abandon himself when faced with danger.

"Are you afraid of danger on the road?"

"yes."

"This is Ning Zhenzhen, a talented disciple of Mingyue Temple. His martial arts skills are not inferior to Faning's."

"It's Fanning."

"Okay!" Huinan suddenly shook his hand.

Suddenly, a huge force appeared out of thin air.

Fakong felt like he was swept by a furious wave, flying over the walls of the Prajna Temple, passing through the walls of the Prajna Temple, and finally landed outside the gate of the Vajra Temple, where he hit an ancient tree hard.

The ancient tree is thousands of years old, its crown is like a giant umbrella, and its twisting and twisting body requires two people to hug it.

"Bang" he felt like his internal organs were rolling, his chest was so tight that he wanted to vomit.

Fakong took a deep breath to suppress his nausea and looked at the woman in white standing quietly two feet away.

The clothes are as white as snow, the person is as cold as jade, and it seems like a fairy from Guanghan has descended into the mortal world.

Wearing loose white clothes, she can't hide her graceful figure. She has a beautiful appearance and a unique purity.

As soon as he saw her, Fakong inexplicably thought of the school beauty he had a crush on in his previous life.

Pure, beautiful, wonderful.

She covered her mouth with one hand and smiled gracefully.

Danfeng's eyes were smiling and sparkling with autumn water.

Fa Kong tithes as if nothing has happened: "But Miss Ning?"

He is thick-skinned enough that he doesn't care about his ugliness. He can still hold his own when facing Ning Zhenzhen, who is as pure and beautiful as any other in the world.

It is true that he saw many beauties in his previous life and passed through thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching him.

The existence of Medicine Buddha also made him unshakable.

"Senior Brother Fakong is polite." Ning Zhenzhen smiled coquettishly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for a trip."

She thought it was funny how Fukong looked so serious while being embarrassed. The more serious Fakong was, the funnier she found it.

Fa Kong smiled: "I'm afraid I won't be able to help. Let's go sit in my Medicine Valley first. When Junior Brother Faning comes back, we'll set off together. How about it?"

"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly.

The two of them walked down side by side.

Fakong still looked weak, but he controlled his body delicately and walked steadily on the snow-covered stone steps.

The soles of the feet fit closely, the soles of the feet are slightly suspended, the outside of the feet is slightly buckled in, and then the toes are stretched and contracted to maximize the friction between the feet and the smooth steps.

Ning Zhenzhen was as light as if her feet were not touching the ground.

Fakong walked steadily but not quickly, with a cool and calm posture. He smiled and said as he walked: "Junior sister Ning must be very disappointed, right?"

"What are you disappointed about?"

"The master is no longer here."

"It is said that Senior Brother Fakong, you have inherited the pharmacology from Uncle Yuanzhi, and you are even better than the old master."

"That's ridiculous." Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Which seniors have you invited to help?"

"...Uncle Chengsen from Daleiyin Temple, and Uncle Xufeng from Jingye Temple."

"They are all famous, I just make up the numbers."

"Senior brother, you're welcome."

As soon as she stepped onto the green grass, Ning Zhen was surprised by the warmth and fragrance that hit her face.

She looked at the mirror-clear lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What a great place!"
To be continued...