Chapter 137: Fellow Villager Asks for Help (asking for monthly tickets) The Taoist temple in the mountains was covered with heavy snow again. The colors of the red walls and green tiles seemed to become blurred in the fog and snow, but also seemed to be made more vivid by the snow. In the Moving Mountain Hall, the two sat opposite each other. There was a snowy scene outside the door next to it, and a fox and several cats were sitting by the threshold. There was a stove in the middle, with skewers of meat, green onions and eggs roasting on it. "According to my speculation, the ancient immortal who tested the Mountain Moving Patriarch and passed down the immortal art to him was most likely the previous owner of Fuqiu Peak, Lord Fuqiu." The tone of Fifth Brother's speech was very much like that of an old doctor. His voice was very soft, but it was still clear enough for people to hear: "Our medical skills were also passed down from him." "Mr. Fuqiu..." Lin Jue flipped the skewers, looking thoughtful. He had never heard of this name. However, he had seen Fifth Senior Brother's medical skills.
"It's not that easy for you to learn my medical skills. This magic is like the alchemy of the second brother, it's profound and unfathomable, and unlike the alchemy, there is a basic and universal alchemy technique." The fifth brother sat upright and said to him, "If we talk about going down the mountain to fight, my medical skills may be the weakest of the seven magics in this temple, but it takes the most effort to learn, and it will take a lifetime for a god to learn it." "Brother, if your medical skills are advanced, it is possible that you can become a god with your medical skills, right?" "Who knows?" Fifth Brother laughed, "Anyway, there are many people in the secular world down below the mountain who have left their names in history for their medical skills." "That's almost like becoming a god." "Ha ha……" The fifth senior brother smiled in an old-fashioned way. Although he looked younger than the third senior brother, the way he got along with him seemed as if he was ten years older than the third senior brother. Then he explained to Lin Jue directly: “There are different levels of medical skills: "The lowest level of medicine treats existing illnesses, the highest level of medicine treats potential illnesses. The best medical skill is to avoid injury or illness. "But if you are injured, there are many ways to treat it: ironing, acupuncture and moxibustion, decoctions, elixirs and magic. “Our Taoist temple mainly uses elixirs and magic. "I know that you are not interested in medicine, and you will not spend too much time studying it. When you come down from the mountain, you will travel the world, looking for immortality. In this chaotic world, fighting and injuries are inevitable. You learn medicine just to have more skills to save your life." Lin Jue couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. These brothers saw through his thoughts very clearly. So he didn't say anything and just continued flipping the skewers. The fifth brother also smiled and continued, "So I will only teach you one spell, called 'Sealing Qi'." "Sealing Qi?" "The Qi Sealing Method does not require needles, stones, or medicines, nor does it require refining or boiling. It can be used immediately after casting. It is simple and easy to use, and is suitable for emergency situations." "How long does it take to learn? How do I use it?" "If it's a quick method, you can get started within three days at most. If it's explained in detail, you can get started in ten days. Once you get started, if you get injured, you can stop the bleeding. If you continue to study it, in addition to stopping bleeding, you can also prevent the loss of qi and blood. Even if you are seriously injured and on the verge of death, you can also prevent the loss of essence and vitality." The fifth brother said, "If you are injured by evil spirits and evil spirits invade your body, you can also block it and prevent it from spreading."
"This is good!" Lin Jue handed him the skewers, his eyes slightly lighting up. Being able to stop bleeding without needles or stones or bandaging is actually a good magic to travel the world. After all, in the secular world, no matter whether it is a Jianghu or a monster, if they are injured, most of them are injured by sharp weapons. Stopping bleeding means controlling the injury and recovering faster. Not to mention avoiding the loss of Qi and blood, and the loss of essence and vitality - this will be extremely important in the future when your Taoism improves, and you are fighting against other Taoists, and against demons and ghosts. So the two of them ate skewers of meat, roasted by the fire, and admired the snow. One explained carefully, and the other listened attentively. From time to time, he gave a skewer of barbecued meat to the fox, and took off a few cubes of meat to pass to the greedy cat next to him. This year marks my third year going up the mountain. It's almost the end again. …… Before we knew it, the ice and snow melted, revealing the pine needles and granite underneath, and spring had arrived again on the mountain. This is the fourth year that I have been going up the mountain. The peach blossoms and azaleas seem to be blooming again. There were sounds of digging in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. “Squeak…” Lin Jue and his junior sister each carried a backpack and went into the bamboo forest. They took hoes, dug up the ground that was covered with withered and yellow bamboo leaves, and took out fresh bamboo shoots. The tenderest spring bamboo shoots must be dug out before they break through the soil. Lin Juesheng grew up in Shu Village, which was surrounded by bamboo mountains and seas, so he naturally had experience - if he saw a crack in the ground for no reason, or just a small bump under the bamboo leaves, he would swing his hoe, knowing that there would definitely be a spring bamboo shoot inside. The junior sister also took a hoe and followed him to learn. Wielding a hoe is a technical job, but the junior sister is obviously used to doing this work at home, and she uses it very skillfully. Once she has mastered the skills of distinguishing, she will also be a good hand at digging bamboo shoots. As for those bamboos that had grown to a foot high or even half a person's height, they probably broke out of the ground last night or this morning, and escaped the disaster in just a few hours. The two of them enjoyed it. This is a kind of joy of harvest, similar to picking mushrooms, fishing, or catching crabs and loaches in summer. The fox sat nearby and felt bored. Before I knew it, the two backpacks were almost full. "Senior brother, look!" The little sister suddenly held up a small bamboo stick that was as thick as a finger and had many knots, and said to Lin Jue, "I heard from my third brother that this kind of immature bamboo stick can be used to make bracelets." "This is not about not growing up, this is not the same breed." "Oh." The little sister nodded, "But it can still be used to make bracelets." "What bracelet?" "It's called Fujiyun bracelet."
"Isn't that made of vines?" "Small bamboo joints are also fine." "I see." Lin Jue nodded and continued digging. The junior sister was also very serious. She continued to work and just threw the small bamboo strips into the backpack. Later, when she saw similar suitable bamboos, she threw them into the backpack as well. The two of them went one after the other and returned with a full load. The junior sister also dragged a few dried bamboos back to use as firewood. Behind them was a yawning fox, and lastly a colorful beetle that looked around as it walked, just like they were arranged in order of height and size. A few days later. Lin Jue was sitting cross-legged in his room. Two soybean-sized beans were floating in front of him. The beans were about the height of his chest, about half a foot away from his chest, and were slowly rotating and rising. Some spiritual power was drawn out from his body and poured into the two beans. Through a unique method, they came into contact and fused with the spiritual gold and wood. This is the sacrifice. After an unknown amount of time, Lin Jue opened his eyes and looked at the two beans. He stretched out his hand, caught it underneath, and when his magic power was cut off, the bean fell into his hand. "Almost?" Lin Jue thought so and chanted a spell. Toss two beans. The beans grew as soon as they left his hand, and when they fell to the ground, they became two soldiers. They were also wearing armor and helmets, their armor was shining, and their faces were painted bright red. One of them had a long sword on his waist, and the other held a shield and a sword. "I'll be in trouble from now on." After chanting the spell again, it was taken back. Lin Jue reached into his arms again, took out three beans, and put them together with the two, making a total of five. Now there are two long swordmen and two shield swordmen. It’s a pity that there is no other heroic spirit who is good at archery. When Lin Jue faced the Yaksha in the Qingdi Temple, he discovered that archers were indeed one of the most powerful soldiers of that day. There were two moments that determined the outcome. One was the two men hiding under the window and stabbing with swords in tacit cooperation, and the other was the archer's accurate shot in the other eye on the roof. But if you think about it carefully, it’s not so bad. Lin Jue also knows how to use spells. Although the power is weaker than arrows, it is better than darts, and there is also the bonus of sword spells. He may learn more spells in the future. If there are bean soldiers in front to resist, it is also a safer way to fight by placing yourself behind them or hiding in a tree and using spells remotely. Thinking of this, he sat up straight and closed his eyes again. He once again channeled the magical power and the bean floated up again, spinning and undulating in front of him.
Only this time there were five of them. It seems that the two new bean soldiers have been trained, but in fact they have just reached another starting point. They still have to continue to train them to make them stronger. You know what, it feels pretty good to accumulate a little bit of effort every day and make it a little stronger every day. Accumulate day by day, slowly but firmly. Moreover, the reward for this kind of effort is not fixed. Instead, as Lin Jue’s cultivation level increases, the bricks and tiles added every day will slowly increase. Just as the ritual was over, there was a knock on the door. "Dong dong." Two sounds, very light. Before Lin Jue got up, the fox went to open the door. The person outside was indeed my junior sister. "Brother!" The little sister was always curious about the brother's room. When she saw him, she looked into the room and said, "Your fellow villager is here to see you." "My fellow countryman?" Lin Jue stood up and walked to the door. "From Shu Village. I saw them all when I went back to your house. It seemed like something happened." "I gonna go see." "Brother, look!" The little sister followed him out and took out a few bracelets, holding them up to show him, "I made these Tengyun bracelets out of bamboo!" "nice." "Third Senior Brother said it's very suitable for a Taoist priest to lead, to get closer to nature." "can." Lin Jue responded casually and walked outside to the Tianweng Hall. As expected, two middle-aged businessmen came into the hall. One of them was Uncle Shu, who had lost silver in Yi County, and the other was a member of the Shu family in the village, who looked to be in his forties or fifties. The two men were kneeling on cushions, lighting three incense sticks for the Tianweng in the center of the altar and praying sincerely, probably because they thought the statues in this Taoist temple were more effective. "Third Uncle Shu, Second Uncle Shu." Lin Jue walked over quickly and spoke. In fact, the two are not biological brothers. It's just that everyone in the village has the surname Shu, so they are all related and have their own rankings. They just happen to be ranked second and third. The two men heard the sound and stood up. "Lin Jue!" "Lin Jue! You have to help me!"
"what happened?" "My kid is the one who is only two years younger than you. He used to play with you two brothers when he was young. He worshipped the idols outside and got entangled. He can't get away and he keeps making trouble every day!" Uncle Shu said sadly and helplessly. "Worshipping idols randomly?" "It's not random worship. It's just a small temple on the side of the road. The villagers built the temple themselves. The statue is a deity that the local villagers have worshipped for one or two hundred years. I didn't expect that I would still be haunted by it." "How can such a spirit harm people so easily?" "That's right! Who would have thought!" "Uncle, don't be impatient. Talk slowly and in more detail." Lin Jue frowned. Although he had heard of stories about gods who were not gods at all, without virtue and use, and were thus overthrown or even had their statues smashed and their temples and altars destroyed, such as the statue of the Dragon King during annual droughts and floods, and the statue of Mr. Chen in Yi County, which was removed by the respected elder and replaced with Lord Yili because he turned a blind eye to the rat monster infestation in the city, Lin Jue himself had never done such a thing. Although he had dealt with many goblins and ghosts and had fought some magic, he had never dealt with gods. And most of the gods he had encountered so far were relatively decent. (End of this chapter)
