On the hillside beside the official road, there is an old ancient temple.

The temple is quite small and has a long time, but judging from the surrounding traces, the people of the nearby towns still offer incense, and passers-by often stay here.

The clay sculptures worshipped in the temple are the image of an old man, holding a snake-shaped crutch in his hand and a kind face. They should have been worshipped as a mountain god.

Qingyuan took a look and found that the clay sculpture of the god statue had no spirituality. In the early years, it might have been a monster who attached it to absorb the power of incense and vows, but now it has disappeared. Perhaps it is because of the lack of Taoism and life span, or perhaps it is because of the disadvantages of the power of incense and vows. But the past, as the passing of this creature, was only buried in the past.

Seeing that there was no evil in the temple, Qingyuan and Gucang settled here.

With Huaiyin grass in hand, there was no urgent matter at this time. Qingyuan thought of letting Gu Cang swallow it immediately, and he was giving Gu Cang a protective method. Before taking the medicine, he always told Gu Cang to avoid unnecessary mistakes.

"In fact, if Huaiyin grass is refined into elixirs, it will be more useful. But now we don't have a elixir furnace in our hands, and the materials are insufficient, so it is difficult to refine elixirs."

Qingyuan said slowly: "Now you only need to take care of yourself. I will protect you."

Gu Cang responded.

Qingyuan informed Gucang of all the steps and some things that need attention after taking the medicine.

In fact, this Huaiyin grass has no disadvantages. Even if it is handled improperly, it does not have much harm. It’s just that Gu Cang is relatively ignorant about this aspect. If there are a little mistake, it will waste a lot of the medicine effect out of thin air.

These methods of Qingyuan Buddhism are how to try to absorb medicinal power and reduce those parts that are dissipated for no reason.

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When Gu Cang used his exercises, the thunder sounded dull. You could vaguely see a few blue lights from the white hair on its head, as thin as hair, wandering unsteadily.

Qingyuan was protecting the Dharma on its side, watching the changes in Gu Cang's body.

Although Gu Cang has inherited the bloodline and often studies the magical channels derived from his ancestors, his practice is Taoist orthodox, which directly points to the immortal level.

This thunder technique is very domineering and extremely fierce. As soon as Huaiyin grass entered the body, it was immediately transformed by the thunder magic power, leaving only some essence and medicine, flowing along the meridians, entering the lower dantian, then rising to the middle dantian, passing through the twelve sections of the throat, and entering the ancestral orifice of the eyebrows.

This is also where the soul lives. Among the Taoist sects, there are different schools of thought, some are called the Divine Court, some are called Xuandu, some are called Zifu, or Qiongshi, etc. As for Buddhism, there are many different names, but the most widely known one is called Mount Sumeru.

The medicinal power was integrated here, and the Yin God, which was condensed after Gu Cang first entered the fourth level of heaven, immediately had a very obvious gain after receiving this nourishment.

Kiyohara withdrew her gaze, her eyes showed admiration and nodded slightly.

Gu Cang is very talented in his practice, and with the help of the bloodline of the demon immortals, he now has such a domineering thunder technique, which is even more powerful.

Seeing that everything went well, Gu Cang took a Huaiyin grass and handled it very well, so he gave up his mind a little and remembered those people just now.

"The refugees went south?" Qing originally thought that Lu Chang and his group had passed through the eight Shu areas. Now it seems that people from the eight Shu areas came to the vicinity of Dingzhou.

"Natural disaster?"

"Lu Chang had drunk and chatted with this group of people before, but the other party said that it was because of a natural disaster that destroyed his hometown, so he had no choice but to escape to Dingzhou. If it weren't for a lie, then this natural disaster would be affected by Zixiao's sect's battle with the great demon."

Qingyuan felt a little uneasy throbbing in his heart.

This group of northern refugees are said to be just ordinary people, but for some reason, it seems that there are always some unsettling things behind them.

"It's weird."

With Qingyuan's current Taoist practice, he has a very prepared premonition and rarely has illusions. However, even if it is fierce, it is impossible for ordinary people to feel this way.

While he was thinking, Qingyuan suddenly had his pupils condensed, and when he was in his hand, the white jade ruler fell on his hand, and the red thunder pattern flashed. Then he put the ancient mirror on his head and hung it above Gu Cang's head. The light of the mirror shone down, as if a wall of glass was formed next to Gu Cang.

He held a white jade ruler and left the temple gate alone, looking down below.

A young Taoist priest came up on the hillside, trotting, panting, and seemed to be running very hard.

Kiyohara glanced at it with a serious expression.

The young Taoist priest looked quite elegant and weak, and was breathing, but upon closer inspection, his clothes were still neat and there was no trace of sweat on his body. Although he was breathing, his steps were not chaotic. He ran up all the way, and there were many stones with high and low rises and lows in the middle, and he still walked over easily.

"The one in front..."

The young Taoist priest gasped for a moment before saying, "You are the one who bought the petalless flower?"

Petalless flower? Qingyuan was alert when he heard the alias of Huaiyin grass, and took a step forward, looking at the young Taoist priest, silently.

"Xiaodao Xuan Songzi."

The young Taoist priest seemed very tired and said, "I heard that the petalless flower was bought by the young master, so I rushed over...that petalless flower..."

Qingyuan said calmly: "I am useful if there is no petal flower."

The young Taoist priest looked bitter and said, "How is this good? Xiaodao finally saw this thing... In this way, how much silver did the young master buy it before? Xiaodao gave you ten times the silver liang, how about one thousand taels of silver?"

Kiyohara glanced at him and said, "No sell."

The young Taoist priest patted his head and suddenly looked into the temple. He seemed to have seen something extraordinary. He screamed and ran towards the temple.

“Stand!”

Qingyuan's expression changed slightly, he shouted loudly, took a step forward, and stopped the young Taoist priest. The white jade ruler fell from top to bottom, and the white part turned red, and the red thunder suddenly sounded.

However, this foot was lost.

The young Taoist priest was like a gust of breeze.

The white jade ruler only passed by him.

This is the first time that Qingyuan has failed to take action since he has reached the fifth level of heaven.

Qingyuan took a breath, showed a look of horror, and rushed over with the method of shrinking the ground into an inch, blocking Gu Cang.

The young Taoist priest looked at Gu Cang, looked at the black-haired face, and grew up, as if he was very surprised.

"So wastes the natural resources..."

He murmured, feeling a sense of mourning.

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment. He thought that Gu Cang was surprised by the other party with this face, but he didn't expect that the other party was just a pity for the use of Huaiyin grass.

"How can Huaiyin grass be used like this?"

The young Taoist priest patted his head, very distressed.

Qingyuan could hear it clearly. This time he was talking about Huaiyin grass, not petalless flowers.

"Who are you?"

The Qingyuan white jade ruler pointed in front of the finger, and the magic power was circulated. He stepped on the ground with his feet, and tried his best to use his skills and was ready to wait.

The young Taoist priest seemed to have not heard of it, and saw the only eight Huaiyin grass left in Gu Cang's hand. His eyes lit up. He looked at Qingyuan and said, "These eight Huaiyin grass must be given to me, so that it can no longer be wasted." (To be continued.)
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