Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

The food at Shaolin Temple is so bland it's practically tasteless.

Xie Ruo found it difficult to swallow.

In contrast, Xu Zhu was free of distractions and ate in peace, finishing half of his bowl of porridge in no time.

Xie Buruo was secretly admiring her, unaware that there was another expert beside him.

A large, fat monk was sitting not far away.

A large bowl filled with thin porridge sat in front of him, and five or six steamed buns were stacked on the table.

He held a steamed bun in his left hand and a bowl of porridge in his right, and with a few slurps, he swept away all the food in front of him.

After finishing his meal, he seemed unsatisfied, his round eyes darting around.

His gaze fell on the plain porridge in front of Xie Buruo, and a greedy glint flashed in his eyes.

However, he realized that Xie Buruo was a guest of the temple, so he did not dare to rush forward and snatch it.

With a quick glance, his mind turned to Xu Zhu.

He reached out and snatched the steamed bun from Xu Zhu, stuffing it into his own mouth.

Xu Zhu was not offended at all, and put his hands together and said, "Greetings, Uncle-Master Huijing."

While chewing on a steamed bun, the monk Huijing began to speak.

"Xuzhu, don't think that your uncle is intentionally stealing your food. I have good intentions and am deliberately trying to temper your character."

He adopted a serious demeanor, as if he were preaching a sermon.

"The three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance in this world all arise from the mind. If I take what is in your mouth today, and you do not feel resentment or hatred, then you have rid yourself of anger. This is the foundation of Buddhist practice!"

"Tell me honestly, did you feel anger?"

Xu Zhu was naturally simple and honest, and upon hearing these words, his expression brightened, and he immediately felt that they made great sense.

"Replying to my uncle, I felt a little angry."

Huijing shook her head as she swallowed the steamed bun: "Then you need to practice more!"

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the half-eaten bowl of thin porridge that Xu Zhu hadn't finished eating, and poured it into his own large bowl.

Xie Buruo looked at the monk's physique and heard Xuzhu call him Huijing. After a moment's thought, he remembered someone.

Isn't this the Arhat who sent me the ice silkworm?

In the original story, Huijing caught an ice silkworm in Kunlun Mountain.

You Tanzhi's ability to rapidly increase his internal strength and join the ranks of the world's top masters in a short period of time was undoubtedly due to the profound power of the Yi Jin Jing.

However, without the help of the extremely yin and cold ice silkworm, he could never have made such rapid progress with just one scripture, let alone later become a match for the world's top masters.

Xie Buruo, having learned of this person's identity, felt a great deal of goodwill towards him and deeply believed that he had no choice but to befriend him.

He picked up the bubbling, green-green porridge in front of him and handed it over.

"This porridge has a very strong smell; I don't like the taste. Please help yourself, Master!"

Huijing was slightly taken aback, but seeing the porridge in front of her, there was no reason not to accept it.

He immediately took the bowl and said, "Amitabha, thank you for your help."

Xie Buruo smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "Today you drink a bowl of my porridge, and tomorrow I will lend you my ice silkworm. It's fair, and neither of us owes the other anything."

Huijing felt uneasy under his gaze, shook her head, and stopped thinking about it.

He raised the large bowl to his lips and, like a whale sucking in water, gulped down the entire bowl of rice porridge, leaving not a single drop.

After finishing his meal, he put down his large bowl, patted his bulging belly, and laughed, "Half full, half full!"

Xie Buruo thought to himself, "Since this person has the ability to catch ice silkworms, other poisonous insects are naturally no problem for him either."

"You Tanzhi's rapid progress is also largely due to the poisonous insects that A Zi caught."

"I wonder if my Yi Jin Jing skill is effective or not. Maybe I should ask him for some mildly poisonous insects to try. Maybe they'll have a miraculous effect?"

Just as he was wondering how to start the conversation, several monks walked over quickly.

"Huijing, come with us quickly! Uncle-Master Xuanbei wants to see you!"

Xuanbei was known for his impartial and strict enforcement of the law in the temple.

Huijing was immediately startled, her voice trembling slightly: "Why does Uncle-Master Xuanbei want to see me?"

One of the monks urged, "Stop dawdling, let's go!"

Another monk explained, "Many more poisonous snakes have appeared over at the pagoda. Your uncle knows you're an expert at catching snakes, so he ordered you to go and deal with them immediately."

Hearing this, Huijing breathed a sigh of relief: "You should have said so earlier! You startled me!"

He stood up, waved his sleeves, and said to the two monks, "Lead the way!"

Xie Ruojian had already left, so he could only try again another time.

Hearing the name "Tallinn snake" stirred something within me.

"It would be great if we could use these venomous snakes to practice our skills."

He was unaware that he had no obstacles in practicing the Yi Jin Jing.

They worry that the methods they are learning only have the effect of strengthening the body.

If one were to practice martial arts on a highly poisonous creature, and were bitten, unable to find a cure, thus losing one's life in vain, that would be truly the most ridiculous thing imaginable.

He secretly resolved not to be greedy for quick success and act rashly.

First, find a small centipede with mild venom to test the waters.

Xie hastily ate two cornbreads and finished his vegetarian meal before leaving the dining hall to visit Doctor Xue at the Medicine King's Courtyard.

Step into the room.

All that could be seen was Doctor Xue, his head wrapped in a white cloth, lying on the bed, looking listless.

Inside the room, a monk was busy preparing medicinal soup.

Instead of thanking you, I would like to go up and greet you.

Doctor Xue sighed a few times, saying that he was very dizzy and needed to rest for a while to recover.

He also instructed Xie Buruo to make sure to let him fulfill his duties as a host before leaving Henan.

The two traveled together, experiencing many hardships and dangers, and their friendship deepened through shared trials.

Xie Buruo naturally wouldn't refuse.

After meeting Huijing, he had planned to stay at Shaolin Temple for a while to learn the techniques of catching insects.

As the two were talking, an old monk strode in, looking rather embarrassed.

After hesitating for a moment, the old monk finally spoke.

"Originally, Dr. Xue, you were not in good health, so this matter should not have troubled you."

"However, Senior Brother Xuancheng's hands and feet are somewhat numb again, and he needs help to walk, sit, and lie down. Doctor Xue, you must use your acupuncture again to relieve the numbness."

Xue Mu Hua was strong-willed by nature and had received a favor from Shaolin, so he forced himself to sit up.

"Take me to see the Venerable Monk Xuancheng!"

The old monk was overjoyed upon hearing this, but he saw that Xue Muhua was not walking towards him, but instead staggered to an empty space and reached out to shake hands.

Doctor Xue, not finding anyone to hold hands with, asked with a puzzled look, "Huh? Where is he?"

It turned out that he had suffered a head injury that had not yet healed, and he was seeing many illusions in front of him, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Seeing his condition, how could the old monk dare to let him perform acupuncture on Xuancheng?

If the needle is inserted at the wrong point and hits a vital spot, Xuancheng's old life will be lost in an instant.

The old monk shook his head repeatedly, advising Doctor Xue to rest in bed.

Xue Muhua's heart stirred, and he remembered something.

"I am not feeling well at the moment and am indeed unable to perform acupuncture and other treatments for Master Xuancheng."

He paused, then raised his hand and pointed to Xu Zhu, who was standing beside Xie Buruo.

"This young master Xie received personal instruction in acupuncture techniques from me, so let him perform the procedure!"

Upon hearing this, the old monk was delighted, but Xie Buruo's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that Doctor Xue has really damaged his head!

If I were to administer the needle myself, Xuan Cheng would undoubtedly die.

I'm afraid even Young Master Xie won't be able to leave Shaolin Temple alive.

Xie Buruo quickly corrected him, "Dr. Xue, you're confused! Don't you know my acupuncture skills? If I were to perform the treatment, Master Xuancheng might..."

The old monk was startled upon hearing this and turned to look at Doctor Xue.

Doctor Xue rubbed his head and said, "I'm not asking you to administer acupuncture directly to Master Xuancheng, but rather to demonstrate the acupuncture technique. There are many highly skilled doctors in the Shaolin Medicine King Academy. If you learn this acupuncture technique, you can treat Master Xuancheng on his behalf."

Upon hearing this, the old monk beside him immediately showed delight.

He had been asking Doctor Xue for that acupuncture technique for a long time, and even considered exchanging it for Shaolin martial arts skills.

However, the other party refused to teach him, saying it was a secret technique of their sect and could not be easily shown to others.

How could he not be pleased to see Doctor Xue finally relent today?

The old monk hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Xuancheng is giving a sermon at the Zhengdao Academy. Please follow me, young hero."