While Lu Feng and his party were waiting for Zen Master Huiwen to arrive, another five or six waves of people came outside the gate of Qingxiu Zen Sect.
Their purposes are different, some come to clarify their doubts and express their worries and seek enlightenment, some come to visit relatives and friends who are practicing in the sect, and some come to escape from the world and seek spiritual practice after seeing through the world of mortals themselves.
Only those who did not come to seek medical treatment or seek revenge.
It is understandable that no one comes to seek revenge, but the Zen doctors of the Qingxiu Zen Sect are regarded as the "holy hands of the soul" in the medicine world. Looking at the entire continent, are there no other people with wounded souls who come to seek medical treatment?
Before Zen Master Huiwen arrived, Lu Feng asked the thin woman: "I wonder what the Zen doctors of your sect have to do to save people? Are there many people who come to seek medical treatment on weekdays?"
The thin woman frowned, "You haven't even heard of the rules for asking Zen doctors to save people?"
"I've never heard of it," Lu Feng said respectfully, "Can you please tell me?"
The thin woman explained: "On weekdays, our sect does not have many patients seeking medical consultation. The main reason is that our sect's rules for treating Zen doctors are very strict. Even if many people come, we may not be able to invite them."
Zen doctors take action, so many patients with minor injuries will not risk going all the way to seek help from Zen doctors, but would rather spend more money and resources to ask those powerful pharmacists in the secular world to take action."
After a pause, the thin woman glanced at Leng Huaping in Lu Feng's arms, and continued: "Generally, most of the people who come to our sect for medical treatment are like you, Jin Lan, with injuries that are difficult for ordinary pharmacists to cure."
Lu Feng nodded, and asked with some confusion: "What did the girl mean by 'taking risks' just now? Could it be that seeking Zen doctors to take action has failed, and your sect will harm the people who seek medical treatment?"
The thin woman said loudly: "Although Zen doctors implement the method of saving the world and treating people, they also adhere to the Zen theory of cause and effect, believing that only those who are predestined with them will help. After all, a person's life is destined by God.
, if you forcefully save people and change their lives, you will easily be punished by God."
Ye Fan's face was extremely ugly when he heard this, and he couldn't help but scolded: "What nonsense, if you don't want to save, then you don't want to save. What do you mean by God's punishment? If there is really a God's punishment, then all the pharmacists who are benevolent to save the world will all die."
Already?!"
The thin woman glanced at Ye Fan coldly, with a look of displeasure on her face, and muttered to herself: "We are both men, how come there is such a big gap? One is polite and gentle, and the other is open and silent, making people so annoying!"
If a female disciple from an ordinary force faced Ye Fan's questioning and sarcastic comments, she would definitely retort, but a disciple of the Qingxiu Zen Sect would definitely not.
They focus on purity and state of mind. They have already transcended such common names and criticisms, and will not easily argue or argue with others.
In the words of the older generation of Zen masters, if you want to have a better Zen mind and enter concentration, you should reduce conversations and disputes with "fools".
Obviously, in the eyes of the thin woman, Ye Fan is undoubtedly the so-called 'fool'.
The fool is ahead, and the thin woman chose not to speak again.
After Lu Feng got no response after asking questions one after another, he had no choice but to smile helplessly and wait quietly.
After about one stick of incense has passed.
A middle-aged man wearing a black and white Zen robe walked over. The man's hair was tied up to his crown. His face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his color was like the flowers at dawn in spring. His appearance was elegant, and he had the air of a scholar.
The Zen robe, which is black on the outside and white on the inside, is the consistent appearance of those who practice Zen Buddhism in the Qing Dynasty and have achieved zen meditation. Zen masters who can wear this attire have basically reached the state of mind as still as water, and everything can hardly affect them.
mood.
This kind of people are no longer limited to shapes or objects.
There is no doubt that the middle-aged man in front of him who looks like an elegant scholar should be Zen Master Huiwen, the second elder of the Qingxiu Zen Sect.
The moment Lu Feng saw him appear, he couldn't help but be a little distracted. Just looking at his appearance, he was very similar to one of his senior brothers from the Qinghe Sect. This made him sigh inwardly. Could it be that powerful soul masters like to be so clean?
An air of elegance.
"Is it the Zen tree in your hand?"
The second elder's voice sounded a bit deep. At best, it sounded like a mature and hoarse voice. At worst, it sounded like a patient suffering from cold.
Lu Feng met the other party's questioning gaze, and he could not see any emotion at all from the latter's calm face.
After a moment of confrontation, Lu Feng was the first to lose his composure and spoke respectfully: "Zen Master Huiwen, I accidentally found a piece of Zhaixin Zen wood. I know that it has a great connection with your sect. I wish to offer it to you in the hope of your sect."
Can you give me Jinlan some diagnosis and treatment?"
Zen Master Huiwen looked calm, but glanced at the sleeping Leng Huaping.
"She was hurt badly."
While speaking, he stretched out two slender white fingers and gently touched Leng Huaping's eyebrows.
Lu Feng knew that the other party's move was for inspection, so he did not stop him at all, but straightened Leng Huaping a little.
But Ye Fan was so shocked by this scene that he almost screamed, and the folding fan that was spinning leisurely in his hand now became tightly held in his palm.
Yuyuanzhi!
"The Jade Xuding is really within the Qingxiu Zen Sect?!"
There was an impulsive desire deep in Ye Fan's eyes. He had already guessed that one of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, the Jade Void Cauldron, which records the path of the soul, might be in the hands of a Zen doctor. When he saw it today, it was indeed the case!
After the surprise, Ye Fan's face couldn't help but darken a little.
This is not a good thing for him. It is basically hopeless to take the Jade Xuding from the Qingxiu Zen Sect.
After a long while, Zen Master Huiwen stretched out his finger, his expression remained calm, except for a slight frown between his brows.
"She is injured... none of the Zen masters in our sect who can heal her are currently in the sect."
Zen Master Huiwen shook his head, "It seems that the Zhaixin Zen wood in the hands of my sect and my little master has not yet achieved the blessings it should have."
The word "little master" is a general term used by Zen masters practicing Zen Buddhism in the Qing Dynasty to outsiders.
Ye Fan interrupted dissatisfiedly: "Don't you even know Yu Yuanzhi? Can't you heal soul injuries?"
Zen Master Huiwen focused his gaze for a moment and glanced at Ye Fan, "My master is also a pharmacist? Then you should understand that injuries to the soul cannot be cured by ordinary means."
Ye Fan said dissatisfied: "Of course I know this, but don't you know Yu Yuan Zhi? This is the most powerful method in the world for treating soul injuries!"
Zen Master Huiwen lowered his head and looked at his fingers, and smiled slightly, "I am not a major in medicine, and I am not proficient in Yuyuanzhi."
Ordinary people's smiles may be happy, excited, or proud, and always show emotions, but Huiwen's smile seems to be just an expression. Although it seems very gentle, there is no emotion at all.
Ye Fan's face was full of shock, and there was an uproar in his heart. "As a minor in medicine, how can you practice Yu Yuan Zhi to such an extent?"
Ye Fan asked himself how he felt very clearly about Zen Master Huiwen's skill just now. At least he had a proficiency close to the Heavenly Soul Realm level. Is this still considered a minor?
In my heart, I couldn't help but think more highly of the Qingxiu Zen Sect, and the thought of taking the tripod also dissipated a lot.
Although it is not possible to clearly sense the cultivation level of Zen Master Huiwen, judging from the fact that he has such attainments in his minor medicine practice, his main practice must have a strength that is not weaker than that of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
It is even very possible that he is a soul master who has reached the Heavenly Soul Realm.
After hearing that Zen Master Huiwen was unable to treat him, Lu Feng's expression suddenly became more solemn, and he continued to ask without giving up: "I heard that the deputy sect leader and the chief elder of your sect are still in the sect. Can you please come out and treat me?"
Zen Master Huiwen said calmly: "The deputy sect leader must not be disturbed in retreat. Although Zen Master Hengyi is a practicing Zen doctor, she rarely sees guests..."
Lu Feng interrupted: "I rarely see guests, which means I still see guests. Can I allow this junior to go and pay a visit?"
To show his sincerity, Lu Feng directly took out the 'prepared' Zhaixin Zen Wood.
Cang Dang ~ landed.
There was a soft sound, and a large solid piece of wood was placed casually on the ground.
Compared to the small piece shown before, I don’t know how many times it is.
Zen Master Huiwen's face, which had always remained calm, finally changed at this moment. The corner of his mouth twitched inexplicably, and his eyes could not stop showing a look of joy.
He stepped forward, touched the huge piece of Zhaixin Zen wood, and said a little awkwardly: "This... you... you have such a big piece!"
Lu Feng smiled peacefully. The piece of Zen wood in front of him was only one-third of his belongings. He still understood the principle that things are rare and valuable. Giving too much hastily would only have the opposite effect.
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Such a size is the most appropriate. It can not only meet the needs of the Qingxiu Zen sect to maintain and develop, but will not be too large for all Zen masters to have.
At this moment, Hui Wen's Zen mind was in confusion, and his expression was no longer as calm as before. He smiled and said to Lu Feng: "The young master has brought such a good thing and has established a good relationship with our sect. You might as well wait a few more days to treat me."
Zen doctors are returning one after another."
When Lu Feng heard this, he lowered his head and glanced at Leng Huaping, who was sleeping, with a hint of unbearability in his eyes, and asked, "I wonder how long it will take?"
Hui Wen thought for a moment and said bluntly: "If everything goes well, we can return in ten days and a half."
"Ten days and a half month!" Lu Feng's expression condensed, and he immediately gave up the idea of waiting.
Although Leng Huaping's soul sea has temporarily stabilized, the wounds to his soul are so mysterious that no one can guarantee whether they will suddenly worsen.
Lu Feng would never let his adopted sister endure such torture.
Lu Feng bowed and begged: "Please ask Zen Master to take me to see the deputy sect master or the great elder."
"The deputy sect master is in the most critical period of retreat, and he will definitely not be able to see you. As for the great elder..."
Zen Master Huiwen sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice: "Originally, you dedicated the Zhaixin Zen tree to our sect. Due to this karma, most of the Zen doctors in our sect will no longer test the rules they have set.
, but the great elder is the only exception in the sect."
The female disciple on one side echoed: "Not to mention you outsiders, even within our sect very few of us have seen the great elder."
Hui Wen smiled awkwardly: "To be honest, the last time I saw Zen Master Heng Yi was more than ten years ago."
Ye Fan said curiously: "Aren't your great elders involved in the affairs of the sect?"
Huiwen remained silent, but took a deep look towards the deepest part of the sect.
It is rumored that a madman lives there, and Hengyi's duty is to guard the madman.
If this were not the case, with Hengyi's seniority, he would have already reached the rank of sect leader, instead of still being stuck in the position of elder.
Although Huiwen is the second elder, he is far behind Hengyi in terms of seniority.
Of course, he has never cared about these common names. To be precise, every Zen master with a determined Zen mind will not care about such rankings.
Be it elder or sect leader, they are just names to deal with the outside world.
After a long time, Hui Wen said to the female disciple beside him: "Miaozhen, please take a few young masters to the guest reception hall to rest for a while."
Miao Zhun quickly responded and sent Hui Wen off respectfully.
Lu Feng watched Hui Wen go to ask the Great Elder for instructions, and his heart couldn't help but become nervous.
What should we do if Zen Master Hengyi refuses to meet?