"This…Haha, you can move to the first floor first.”
The yellow-robed monk chuckled.
"Oh." " Oh," Xiao Xun said disappointedly. Then, he remembered that there were still three elixirs here. He could not help but point at the medicinal herbs around him and said," Recently, Martial Granduncle Xuan Chi has been coming here every evening to refine the antidote soup for me. He needs a lot of medicinal herbs here."”
"Naturally, we'll have to move everything here." The yellow-robed monk smiled.”
"I can help.”Xiao Xun said.
The yellow-robed monk nodded and summoned six Arhat Hall disciples.
He first cleaned up an empty meditation room on the first floor.
After that, he moved all the bottles, furnaces, pill furnaces, medicine baskets, and other items from the pill room on the fifth floor to the empty meditation room on the first floor.
During this process, Xiao Xun deliberately didn't take that medicine jar that stored medicinal pills.
After cleaning the new meditation room.
Xiao Xun went directly to the water room and washed his body. He recalled the last time he came to this water room and for a moment, he actually sighed with emotion.
In the evening.
When Xuan Chi arrived at Xiao Xun's new meditation room, he handed Xiao Xun a scripture.
" This is…" Xiao Xun took a look. On the yellowed cover, there were three big words:
Hundred Grass Mirror.
"This book records some common herbs.”Xuan Chi said casually.
"Oh, thank you, Martial Uncle."
Xiao Xun thanked him, but he was a little disappointed. He thought that it was a martial arts secret manual.
Xuan Chi didn't say anything more. She boiled the medicine and watched Xiao Xun drink it. After checking Xiao Xun's pulse for a while, she left.
The night gradually deepened. The Pill Tower was silent.
After Xiao Xun sat cross-legged for two hours, his gaze swept between the medicine jar and the Hundred Herbs Mirror. He stood up and walked to the wooden bed. He lit the oil lamp with a firebreak, sat on the bed, and flipped through the Hundred Herbs Mirror.
He was not stupid.
Xuan Chi wouldn't show him a book introducing herbs for no reason.
"Do you fancy my wisdom root? Or do you pity my cultivation talent?"
Xiao Xun did not know.
He only knew that it was never wrong to learn more knowledge.
Time passed.
Xiao Xun read the introduction on the scripture very quietly, focused and relaxed.
Unknowingly.
He had already flipped to the last page of the book.
After closing the book, the contents of the Hundred Herbs Mirror appeared in his mind one by one.
"If I had this kind of memory in my previous life, the college entrance examination would be nothing.”
The corners of Xiao Xun's mouth curled into a faint smile. He actually somewhat enjoyed this feeling of reading.
The next day, evening.
Xuan Chi brought another scripture to Xiao Xun." Herbal Classic.
"Thank you, Martial Granduncle." Xiao Xun thanked him. This time, he was not disappointed.
Xuan Chi asked a few questions about herbs while he was brewing the decoction.
Xiao Xun's expression was calm as he answered smoothly.
"Not bad." Xuan Chi nodded.
Xiao Xun grinned and scratched his head. Just now, he actually had the illusion that he had been praised by the teacher for answering questions in class.
That night.
While Xiao Xun was cultivating, he flipped through the Herbal Classic.
In the next few days.
Xuan Chi would personally come to Xiao Xun every evening to brew a bowl of antidote soup for him and bring him a scripture on herbs.
Every night, Xiao Xun would flip through the scriptures and memorize the contents.
This kind of life was quite fulfilling.
However, Xiao Xun faintly felt somewhat…dispirited.
Cultivation!
He had never forgotten to cultivate.
Actually, these few days, the vast majority of Xiao Xun's time was spent on cultivation.
Moreover, he didn't have to do anything every day, and the time he had to cultivate was more abundant than in First Ancestor Temple.
However…
The intensity of his cultivation had been greatly reduced.
In fact…
In Xiao Xun's eyes, true cultivation should be filled with fatigue and pain.
For example, punching in the ice, using the body to hit the mountain rock or the ancient bronze bell, practicing the Golden Bell Shield in the pool with surging undercurrents…
Cultivation was like sailing against the waves. If you didn't advance, you would retreat!
…
…
On the eighth day of the twelfth month.
Xiao Xun discovered that the Pill Tower was much quieter than before.
The disciples of the Arhat Hall who were supposed to repair the top of the pagoda were all gone.
Xiao Xun found out the reason when he was getting his breakfast in the morning.
On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was the day for the secular disciples and Shaolin disciples to interact.
After today, most of the secular disciples would leave the mountain.
In the past few years, Xiao Xun, who had never gone to watch this kind of battle exchange for various reasons, had a strong interest in his eyes this time.
He needed some excitement!
It stimulated the heart of martial arts cultivation.
Arriving in front of the Pill Tower…
Xiao Xun was stunned.
"I can't let you out without a tooth tag.”The gatekeeping monk shook his head.
Tooth token?
I think that old pervert Xuan Lian has both of my tokens.
"Why don't you help me get another one, Uncle-Master?”Xiao Xun looked at the gatekeeping monk eagerly.
The gatekeeping monk shook his head and said in a businesslike tone,""I don't have the authority to do so. If you want to go out, you can ask a Xuan martial uncle to bring you out.”
Xiao Xun's small face fell.
At this moment.
Footsteps came from behind.
Xiao Xun turned around and saw Xuan Chi and four yellow-robed monks.
Xuan Chi was wearing a red kasaya and holding a staff. There was a string of Buddha beads on his hand and neck. He looked solemn.
The four yellow-robed monks behind him each had a jade plate in their hands, and on each jade plate was a jade bottle.
"Huiwu, you're here?" Xuan Chi came to the door.
Xiao Xun's eyes flickered." Today is the eighth day of the twelfth month. There will be a battle exchange between the secular disciples and Shaolin disciples. I want to go and take a look, but the tooth token was taken away by Grandmaster Black Lotus."”
Xuan Chi looked at the gatekeeper monk and ordered,""Give him a new tooth tag."
"Yes." The gatekeeping monk replied respectfully. Then, he carved the words 'Huiwu' on a new token.
"Thank you, Uncle-Master, thank you, Uncle-Master." Xiao Xun smiled and thanked him, his mood relaxed.
"I'm also going to this battle exchange. You can come along.”Xuan Chi pondered.
"Martial Granduncle is going too?" Xiao Xun was stunned. His eyes glanced at the jade plates held by the four yellow-robed monks behind Xuan Chi, and his heart skipped a beat.
Reward.
The reward for the battle exchange.
Other than that, he should also be an emergency doctor.
Xiao Xun followed Xuan Chi out of the Pill Tower.
He wanted to walk behind the four yellow clothed monks, but who knew that the four yellow clothed monks would wait for him to leave first before moving.
Xiao Xun didn't care too much.
Perhaps he could see Xuan Chi every day, and he was basically immune to the aura of a superior on Xuan Chi.
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