After getting off the big tree, Xu Guangling wandered around the courtyard.
It is unknown who originally owned this compound, but it was definitely owned by the monks. It is impossible for ordinary people to have such a courtyard in such a place.
There are quite a lot of trees, flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Although Xu Guangling asked Xu Tonghui to clean it up after he moved in, but so far, only a small corner has been cleaned up. It is like a room full of garbage, and a small corner has been cleaned up.
There is a place to stand and sit.
They range from hundreds of years old to thousand-year-old trees that require several people to hug them, to young saplings as small as the thickness of a wrist, and then there are all kinds of other flowers and plants, including trees in the courtyard, trees in the corridors, and trees by the river.
, small jungles and large and small gardens decorate the compound.
Although the cleanup work will continue for a long time, the observation work has already been completed.
From every tree to every blade of grass, Xu Guangling knows it all!
Perhaps this is a "problem" left over from the time of the great master in the previous life.
And this problem also made his mysophobia develop deeper, making him extremely ill and hopeless.
Xu Guangling was wandering around the courtyard this time. Firstly, he was strolling and exercising, and secondly, he was randomly destroying flowers and plants. He would pick some leaves from trees or flowers from time to time.
Purpose, dispensing.
For a master of medicine.
For a great master.
Perhaps, there is another identity for a Chinese foodie.
——What can’t be used as medicine (eat)?
No!
Even if it exists in fact, it must not exist in theory.
360 degrees with no blind spots!
This is the thinking of a great master and master.
It is precisely based on this height that the scope of Xu Guangling's research on medicinal herbs in his previous life and later also continued to expand.
From "herbs" to "herbs rich in medicinal properties but not included in ancient and modern pharmacopoeias", to...
Grass.
It's grass.
For a period of time, his research topic was "desert and Gobi native grasses", such as Achnatherum splendens and Haloxylon ammodendron, and used these grasses as raw materials to develop their medicinal uses.
Are there any results?
have!
The characteristics of the Gobi desert are: first, it is far away from humans and has very little pollution; second, it has long sunlight and high temperatures during the day, but the temperature drops sharply at night.
In this environment, any kind of vegetation has a characteristic that is different from other areas.
Subsequently, Dandelion launched the “Desert Gold” project.
With the entry of a small amount of official capital and a large amount of private capital, in just a few decades, the desert line was pushed far outward, and the entire northwestern region became "Northern and Southern China".
The bluest sky.
The clearest water.
The vastest green.
After a moment's thought, Xu Guangling bent down and picked up a large purple flower that resembled a cockscomb in his previous life.
This thing is planted in a large circle around a large flower bed. It should be an ornamental flower that was regarded as a highlight by the original owner. In Xu Guangling's case, it is one of the important materials for this medicine.
For a great monk, the vegetation in this compound is enough.
It is enough for him to prepare any kind of medicine, for body, qi, and spirit.
Xu Tonghui ended his morning meditation and started activities.
His activity was to help Xu Guangling refine medicinal herbs.
"Master, what are we going to do?" Xu Tonghui asked while working.
"Pharmaceuticals."
"These are also medicinal herbs?" Xu Tonghui was a little surprised.
"All the grass and trees you see in this yard are medicinal herbs."
"Oh, that's it!" Xu Tonghui suddenly realized.
It is precisely because he is not a pharmacist, or knows nothing about medicinal herbs, that he "suddenly realized" after hearing this. If he knew a little bit, he would be stunned at this moment.
Because not all "herbs" are used, no, it should be said that almost all of them are not "herbs", so the process of preparing suitable medicines is inevitably complicated.
Although Xu Guangling has achieved the simplicity.
However, after an afternoon of hard work, I finally completed the last step in the cooking process.
Another pile of grass was thrown into the large pot and boiled until it boiled. After taking out the grass, the juice in the pot showed a dark reddish-brown but transparent color.
It's obviously red, and the water is still boiling, but looking at it makes people feel an inexplicable sense of tranquility and coolness.
However, it seems to be mixed with an inexplicable weirdness, which is brought about by the "brown" accompanying the red.
Looking at the pot intently, Xu Tonghui always felt that the color of the juice was a bit abnormal. After looking at it for a long time, it even made his scalp numb. Therefore, the tranquility and coolness he first felt was replaced by the gradually rising irritability.
replace.
"Master, what kind of potion is this?" Xu Tonghui couldn't help but asked curiously.
"If you drink it, this is the five-step life-destroying powder."
Xu Tonghui was speechless, but after spending time with Xu Guangling, he gradually came across some of his young master's habits, so he asked again: "What if it's not drinking?"
Xu Guangling gave him an approving look and said, "There is another process. After this process is completed, it is called 'Qingxuexiang'."
Some previously ground powder was added to the pot.
Fire.
The juice in the pot gradually shrank, and eventually, it was all concentrated in the powder.
The wet powder is put into the mold, which was also made before. When it comes out, it is incense stick, although it is still wet.
"So this is how the incense is made." Xu Tonghui said suddenly.
Xu Guangling gave him a look that looked like a fool.
Soon after, Tian Hao returned.
Afterwards, eat, rest, and exercise in the evening as usual.
One night passed.
The next morning, the wet incense that had been baked overnight had turned into dry incense and was ready for use.
It was still the same small wooden house, with Xu Guangling sitting in it.
What was different from yesterday was that there was a stick of incense burning on the ground in front of him, and its fragrance was slowly and faintly dissipated.
Xu Guangling sat with his eyes lowered and his heart closed, quietly feeling the flow of blood in his body.
Although it is the heart and consciousness of a great master, the body at this moment is that of an ordinary person. Therefore, what he feels at this moment is like a person who is dim and close to blind.
He was looking at something calmly but with great difficulty.
Moreover, the blood flow is not very smooth.
If the blood in an extraordinary person's body is like gasoline, then the blood in Xu Guangling's body now is just crude oil, containing too many "impurities".
In fact, this is just the body of an eleven-year-old.
It is already quite "pure".
But this kind of purity is only based on the ordinary level, and the practitioner's practice starts from the ordinary and moves from the ordinary to the extraordinary.
In the cabin, those invisible fragrances turned into specks with the breath and thousands of pores, slowly, slowly, gradually seeping into Xu Guangling's body, and wherever they went, they were quickly integrated into the body's blood.
And the blood, under this integration, slowly, slowly, gradually undergoes transformation.