The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

"That's not right. What does this have to do with undying love?" Pan Jun stopped.

Wang Feiyin pushed her forward and said, "Of course, there is love for the people. Isn't it love? You are still young, don't always think in the wrong way."

Pan Yun: "... Senior Brother, stop accusing me. It's obviously you who used ambiguous words."

"Who said that deep affection can only be used for love?" Wang Feiyin said, "Master was too young and too impulsive at the time, and that's because he had too much emotion. The Tao is ruthless, and we who practice Taoism are trying to get closer to the Tao. Only by being ruthless can we be selfless and fair, and make the world follow the rules."

Pan Yun blinked and said, "But Master, since you accept donations from Mount Sanqing, how can you not protect the people of Mount Sanqing?"

Pan Jun thought for a moment and said, "The so-called war is all about interests, isn't it? It shows that even gods are not immune to this."

Wang Feiyin laughed loudly, stroking his beard and said, "So we who practice Taoism and seek immortality may still become immortals, but the immortals who pursue the great way, no one can achieve the Tao."

Wang Feiyin sent him to the pharmacy and said, "Go ahead. I will bring Master's Dharmakaya to you tomorrow."

This was the retreat place he prepared for Pan Yun. It was quiet, safe, and equipped with various tools.

Pan Yun waved at him and went into the house.

The pharmacy is very large, and some medicines need to be refined for several days and nights, so there is a bed for rest in each pharmacy.

It was called a bed, but in fact it was just three stools placed across the window with a few wooden boards on top. There was not even a quilt, and it was covered with dust.

Pan Jun reached out and touched it, with a look of disgust on his face, and threw a talisman. The dust jumped out from the various gaps in the bed board, and then turned and turned with its friends. Soon, it turned into a ball, and then another ball...

A dozen small balls swept up all the dust and moved towards the yellow talisman in the middle, gathering into a large ball.

The yellow talisman automatically rolled up on the dust ball, barely sticking to one corner.

Pan Jun picked up the ball of dust with a look of disgust, thought for a moment, and threw it beside the bamboo forest.

When she turned and passed the Danjing, she couldn't help but pause.

She stood there for a moment, then finally looked up and sighed, then resigned herself to picking up a bucket to fetch water.

Although the yellow talisman could sweep away all the dust, she couldn't bear not to wipe it off.

Pan Yun wiped the bed board twice, and a thin layer of flames gathered on his hands. He warmed it bit by bit, and the water vapor evaporated. Soon the bed board became dry and warm.

She took the quilt out of the space and spread it out, and also took out her favorite pillow and placed it there.

Pan Xiaohei had been standing silently by the side, and as she worked on it, the aura around her became increasingly calm, with a hint of joy in the calm.

She actually calmed down!
Pan Xiaohei tilted his head and thought about it, then closed his eyes slightly and communicated with his original body to take out his nest.

Pan Jun noticed it as soon as it moved, turned his head to look at it, and continued to smooth out the wrinkles without paying any attention.

Pan Xiaohei found a good location for his nest, nodded with satisfaction, and jumped in and lay down.

Pan Jun sat on the bed and looked at it: "I think we should talk about it."

Pan Xiaohei raised his head: "What are you talking about?"

"I gave you a space, why do you still keep things in the spiritual space?"

Pan Xiaohei almost got angry: "...Pan Yun, don't forget, that's my real body, my real body! Don't be so selfish!"

Pan Yun said calmly: "I'm not lonely, I'm doing this for your own good. It's so convenient for you to put things in the space on your body. You can also use it even if we are far away..."

"Don't think of doing good for me. You are just protecting your food. You think the spiritual realm is yours, so you won't let me use it," Pan Xiaohei said. "Last time I unlocked a layer of seal, the spiritual realm space became so large that it was almost endless. There is obviously so much empty space, but you just piled my things in the corner. I collected a few stones last time and put them on the other side. There is nothing there, why did you move them back for me?"

Pan Yun: "You are putting things randomly. Can't you put them out in order? Throwing a little here and a little there, no matter how big the space is, it can't withstand your messing around like this."

"This is my true body, I like it." "I don't like it!" Pan Yun said: "Spiritual Realm is your true body, but you are also mine!"

Pan Xiaohei: "...You still say you are not alone?"

Pan Yun clenched his fist and stared at it coldly: "Just tell me, can you be hygienic, follow the storage rules, and put your things in order?"

Pan Xiaohei succumbed to her tyranny and said aggrievedly, "Okay."

Pan Jun snorted and put down his fist: "You're smart!"

The bed was made and the pharmacy suddenly became warm. Pan Jun was not in a hurry to practice meditation right away.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and tilted her head to look out the window.

The moon is half-circle and chubby, with its lowest point just right on the tip of the bamboo. When the mountain breeze blows, the bamboo leaves sway and the moon appears and disappears.

Pan Yun lay on the window frame and looked at the moon. No one knew what she was thinking.

It was a rare moment of quietness, and Pan Xiaohei lay on his arms, his eyelids drooping, wanting to sleep.

It thought it was not asleep, so it turned its head and rubbed its furry round head on its furry paws. It opened its eyes and saw that there was no one on the bed.

Pan Xiaohei raised his head and turned around, only to find that Pan Jun had already sat on the cushion beside the medicine cauldron and was meditating.

The moonlight was pouring down on her.

There was clearly no light on in the room, but the moonlight was bright, and she was surrounded by spiritual energy, so she seemed to be glowing.

Pan Xiaohei tilted his head back and glanced out the window, then he realized that two hours had passed.

Pan Yun meditated for half the night. After coming out of meditation, he rubbed the soles of his feet, then lay down with his head tilted back and fell asleep.

The next day, she woke up and began to think about refining the merit stone.

No one knew how long she had been thinking about this matter, and even Pan Xiaohei didn't know.

She took out three pieces of paper and spread them out, then took out the scale and the spiritual realm...

Wang Feiyin brought her two boiled eggs and a large bowl of porridge: "This is breakfast, just eat it."

Pan Yun: "No pickles?"

Wang Feiyin paused as he was spreading the porridge and said, "It's not good to eat too much pickled food."

Pan Yun muttered: "You are just lazy."

Wang Feiyin pretended not to hear: "After you finish eating, wash the dishes. I will go and bring up Master's Dharma body now."

It would be inappropriate for the mountain god temple to be without the mountain god's Dharma body, so Wang Feiyin wrapped the Dharma body in red cloth and carried it out of the mountain god temple and then locked the temple. He left a piece of paper on the door, telling the villagers that the mountain god temple would be closed for three days.

Wang Feiyin carried the Dharma up the mountain without being seen by any villagers.

He put down the Dharma body, lifted the red cloth, stroked his beard and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Pan Yun nodded immediately: "Yes, yes."

She immediately took out a piece of paper and said, "I have calculated the share. Can I ask Senior Brother to help me cut the Merit Stone?"

Wang Feiyin: "...Junior sister, you overestimate me. How can I cut it so accurately?"

Pan Yun: "I don't mind if it becomes small pieces. In the end, it will all be refined and reshaped." (End of this chapter)