Qimen's son-in-law

The Bodhi Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. It was originally created by Master Wang Wang, the founder of Zen Buddhism in Meishan. After Wang Wang was killed, the Bodhi Temple was also burned down by the king of Shu at that time. Later, Zen disciples rebuilt the Bodhi Temple on the original site. The incense of the temple has continued until now. .

Within the Meishan Scenic Area, there are nearly [-] temples of various sizes, and the Bodhi Temple is the largest, but it is also the only temple that does not accept tourists.

Therefore, the front of the Bodhi Temple is very quiet.

After Yao Shuchen was put down, his head was a little dizzy.This feeling is like motion sickness. It took a long time for him to recover. He secretly sighed that Ye Qi's friends are really not a mortal. An old monk who is seven or eighty years old has such physical conditions. He can really apply for the Guinness Book of Worlds. recorded.

As soon as Yao Shuchen woke up, he was attracted by the black plaque engraved with the three characters "Bodhi Temple". His occupation determined his way of observing things. Made of good sandalwood, although the patent leather on the plaque has fallen off after years of wind and rain, it is still well preserved. If such a plaque is auctioned in the market, it will be worth more than a hundred years.

The most indispensable thing in Huaxia is the eyes of discovery. It is impossible for such a valuable plaque not to be discovered by those thieves.But he still hangs here, which is enough to prove the extraordinaryness of Bodhi Temple.

"Let's go in!"

Because of the arrival of the Pure Land Sect, the low-level disciples of the Zen sect had all been dismissed, and now the huge Bodhi Temple was empty. Yongming opened the door and let Ye Qi and others into the courtyard.

Wan Tianyou had a lot of emotions. More than 200 years ago, he learned art from Master Kongcheng here.After so many years, the Bodhi Temple is still the same as before, but things are different, the brothers from back then have disappeared, and even the master has ascended to the fairyland, so he has no chance to see him.

As the host, Yongming immediately ordered someone to prepare the room, and also sent someone to recall the dismissed disciples.

"Brother, you are busy with your affairs. I will go around first. I haven't been back for many years. I don't know what happened to the place where I used to live. If you have anything to do, just go to Yongming. He is now the abbot of the Bodhi Temple." Wan Tianyou and Ye Qi confessed a few words and turned to leave.

The Bodhi Temple is built on the mountain, and it is a four-entry house structure. Seeing Wan Tianyou pass through the moon gate and enter the second yard, Ye Qi returned to the room Yongming had just arranged.

Yao Shuchen and Yao Yilin were already waiting in the room.

The birdcage containing the blood-crying cuckoo was placed on the table in the room, and Yao Shuchen and Yao Yilin were looking at the somewhat weird-looking cuckoo bird.

"Is this the Crying Blood Cuckoo?" Yao Shuchen asked curiously.

"Not bad." Ye Qi nodded.

"Then why doesn't it cry blood?" Seeing the blood-crying cuckoo staying obediently in the cage, Yao Shuchen was a little puzzled.

"If it kept crying blood, it would have lost too much blood and died." Ye Qi didn't expect such a stupid question from a dignified academician.

Yao Shuchen scratched his head embarrassingly. He is an archaeologist and geologist, but he is not a zoologist. Naturally, he has no understanding of a species like the blood cuckoo that even animal experts don't know about.What's more, people who care about are confused. Seeing that his granddaughter who has been ill for a long time has been saved, his head is naturally a little confused.

"The blood-crying cuckoo will cry blood every night of the full moon. Today happens to be the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month." Ye Qi explained to Yao Shuchen and Yao Yilin according to the records in Shennong Baicao Ji.

As a medicine, the blood from the cuckoo must be used within an hour, and it will lose its effectiveness after the expiry date, so there is no need to sleep tonight.

Dinner is a vegetarian meal provided by Bodhi Temple.

After eating, Ye Qi took his backpack to the back kitchen of the temple, and took out the various herbs he brought in the backpack. Before coming, he had already prepared the ingredients according to the ratio, and found a casserole to cook the medicine. Boil the prepared herbal medicine. The medicine for weeping blood disease needs to be boiled for a long time, about ten hours or so. When half of the boil is done, the blood from the cuckoo is dripped as a medicine to ensure full effect of the medicine.

Ye Qi is now the VIP of the Bodhi Temple.

After the medicine was boiled, a special young monk helped to watch over it.

Ye Qi returned to the room, quietly waiting for the arrival of midnight.

Originally, Ye Qi arranged for Yao Shuchen and Yao Yilin to go to bed early, because the blood was taken at midnight, and the last medicine would not come out until at least tomorrow morning, but the grandfather and grandson couldn't sleep, and they wanted to see how Du Juan cried blood.

Ye Qi didn't stop him either. After getting ready to take the vial of blood, he sat on the chair and closed his eyes, thinking about what happened in the past few days.

Before, he always thought that there were very few innate mid-term and above in this world.It seems that Wu Tian's memory gave him the same message.

However, after witnessing the struggle between Zen Buddhism and Pure Land Sect, Ye Qi's thoughts changed greatly.

He clearly realized that there are many things in this world that he doesn't know, and Wu Tian doesn't know either, even though Wu Tian was a peak-level powerhouse in refining Qi and transforming gods, he was almost invincible in this land The presence.But this does not mean that Wu Tian is a god who knows everything.

At least, in Wu Tian's memory, there is no mention that the strength of the Buddhist sect is comparable to that of the Qi sect, and even geniuses who can ascend to the fairyland of Penglai can appear.

In fact, this is also normal.

After all, Wu Tian spends most of his time living in seclusion under the back cliff of Sunset Peak in Longxian Mountain and practicing, and he doesn't have much time to venture into the secular world, so how many unknown sects and how many unknown sects are there in the secular world? For the strong, Wu Tian couldn't be sure.

To practice hard in the future, Ye Qi couldn't help but secretly made up his mind. To be honest, he was a little complacent after advancing to the mid-stage Xiantian.Thinking that he has become the pinnacle figure in this world.However, the characters he met in the past few days pulled him down from the altar.

Needless to say, Wan Tianyou is a powerhouse at the level of refining Qi and transforming gods. Even Monk Yongming, Monk Shunfeng, and Shunfeng's disciple Yuantong have all reached the mid-innate stage or above, and none of them are inferior to Ye Qi. Of course, Ye Qi There is also an advantage, that is time, he is talented, and there are still many things to do in the future.

"Cuckoo, Cuckoo..."

Just as Ye Qi was planning his future, the Crying Blood Cuckoo in the cage suddenly cried out.

Ye Qi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the time, and before he knew it, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The Crying Blood Cuckoo was also on time, Ye Qi showed a smile on his face, reached out and picked up the vial on the table, ready to act at any time, Yao Shuchen and Yao Yilin had never slept, and at this moment they were also staring at the Crying Blood Cuckoo in the cage. Rhododendron.

The cuckoo's cry did not stop, but became louder and shriller, so that it alarmed the other monks in the Bodhi Temple.

Ye Qi had already told Yongming before that this cuckoo would cry blood at night, and Yongming had also reminded the disciples of the sect, so although everyone was curious, none of them rushed to Ye Qi's house to check the situation.

"I'm crying blood..." Suddenly, Yao Shuchen exclaimed.

A drop of red liquid suddenly fell from the cuckoo's blood-red beak.

Ye Qi also noticed it, quickly opened the cage door, and put the vial under the mouth of the blood-crying cuckoo. Although the first drop of blood was not received, the next dozen or so drops all fell into the vial.

"Mission accomplished." The vial was corked.Ye Qi grabbed the blood-crying cuckoo out of the cage and threw it out of the window. The blood-crying cuckoo sang loudly, circled around the roof twice, and finally disappeared into the black night sky.

"Ye Qi, why did you let the blood-crying cuckoo go?" Yao Shuchen said in surprise.If the medicine is not successful this time, if you want to collect Yaoyin again, you will not be able to catch it back.

"The blood is enough, it's useless to keep it, and I have an appointment with someone. After collecting the crying blood, I will release this cuckoo back to nature." Actually, Ye Qi still has one thing that he didn't say, which is to heal the cuckoo. Drugs for hyperemia can only be used once, and if they fail to cure once, there will be no second chance.

"Okay!" Yao Shuchen sighed, Ye Qi is a doctor, so he can do whatever he says!

"Don't worry! There won't be any surprises." Ye Qi saw Yao Shuchen's worry and comforted him.Then he walked towards the back kitchen with the vial containing crying blood.

The little monk was staring at the brewing herbs without blinking, when he saw Ye Qi coming in, he hurriedly moved out of the way.

Ye Qi walked slowly to the medicine pot and stopped. To be honest, it was also the first time for him to prepare this kind of herbal medicine. Whether the medicine could cure the disease like the one described in Shennong's Herbal Collection, he himself was not sure.

After removing the cork from the blood bottle, Ye Qi took a deep breath, and poured all the dozen drops of blood collected into the brewing herbal medicine. (To be continued.)