The green mountains are green and the empty valleys are quiet.
In the dense forest, a young man wearing a gray short coat wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a trace of relaxation:
"Today's work is done, you can take a rest."
He skillfully threw the herbs still with soil in his hands into the bamboo basket behind his back, sat there and rested for a while, but was not in a hurry to go back.
"panel."
Zhang Yao muttered silently in his heart.
A light cyan light curtain emerged, and many words washed down like a waterfall:
Name: Zhang Yao
Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence
Skills: Mastery of medicinal materials (37%), Taiyi Zhuang Gong (29%)
"This Taiyi Zhuang Kung Fu has been practiced hard for so many days, and it is so slow to make such little progress."
Zhang Yao sighed, feeling a little melancholy.
It has been a month since his soul traveled to this world, taking over the identity of a Taoist boy in Qingping Palace, and his life is quite stable.
Especially the attribute panel and two major talents that came with time travel made him even more satisfied.
But he is a person who is accustomed to be wary of danger in times of peace. Especially when he heard that the world at the foot of the mountain is not peaceful and there are many natural and man-made disasters, he hopes to be more able to protect himself.
"take it easy."
"It's a blessing that I can live another life and receive a talent comparable to immortality. There's no need to rush."
Zhang Yao quickly calmed down, stood up, found a clearing in the forest, took off his backpack, and started practicing Taiyi Zhuang Gong.
This Taiyi Zhuang Kung Fu is a skill that everyone in the Qingping Palace knows. It is not a martial arts method, but a pure method of health and longevity.
But it is said that after practicing to perfection, the physical and mental strength will be far superior to ordinary people, so Zhang Yao still practices very carefully.
"call……"
He spread his legs apart, lowered his shoulders and elbows, held his chest and lifted his back, controlled his breathing, and practiced little by little.
Taiyi Zhuang Gong combines movement and stillness, with a total of twelve variations. The most fundamental essence lies in breathing and exhalation, so it is quite physically demanding to practice, and it is not a slow and flowery exercise.
Zhang Yao practiced for less than half an hour and was already out of breath, his body was sore and his strength was weak.
After adjusting his breath and breathing, he finished his exercises, then he reached into his arms and took out the cut white dry tubers, threw them into his mouth and started chewing them.
"There are not many medicinal materials left, so I have to secretly prepare some more."
In Zhang Yao's heart, thoughts turned slightly.
After a few pieces of medicinal herbs that replenished vitality entered his stomach, they quickly turned into a warm current, flowing through his limbs and bones, replenishing his lost physical strength.
"This talent is really good!"
Zhang Yao took a deep breath and showed a hint of satisfaction.
His two major talents were both related to Jing Yuan. It took him a long time to truly understand the functions of his two major talents after traveling through time.
The essence of essence is the foundation of human body!
When the two characters "Jing Yuan" are broken down, they are Jing Qi and Yuan Qi. These two together govern a person's life, old age, illness and death.
Jing Qi comes from the acquired essence of grains and the nourishing and refining Qi of nourishment and health. Every moment of human activity requires sufficient support of Jing Qi, otherwise the Qi will be exhausted.
Yuan Qi is the innate Qi, which is closely related to the life span of a person. It is brought out from the mother's womb. It consumes a little every day of life and there is no way to replenish it.
The way to maintain health is to slow down the loss of innate Qi and make yourself live as long as possible.
However, once a serious illness is not cured for a long time, or a serious injury requires recuperation, it will severely deplete the original energy and lead to a short life. This is the so-called "vital injury".
At the same time, the loss of the original energy will also lead to the decline of the essence, and the body will gradually age and become weak and sickly, until the original energy is exhausted and the yin and yang are separated and die.
His first talent, the source of vitality, can replenish his vitality at all times. If he has an immortal body, he will no longer have longevity problems.
His second talent - Essence Transformation, can greatly improve the conversion efficiency of Essence. At the same time, he can independently control Essence to a certain extent, which can accelerate the healing of injuries and cure diseases.
One month ago:
When he had just traveled through time and inherited the body and identity of the little Taoist boy, the progress of Taiyi Zhuang Gong was only 24%.
Now, in one month, the progress has increased by 5%. In fact, the speed has far exceeded that of all the Taoist priests and Taoist boys in the palace, mainly relying on the talent of "Jingqi Transformation".
"It's time to go back."
After Zhang Yao regained his strength, he put the bamboo basket on his back again and rushed towards Qingping Palace.
After passing through the mountain forest, I soon saw a familiar path. After walking for about two quarters of an hour, I arrived at the mountain road in front of the palace gate.
The mountain road winds up, and at the end are hundreds of stone steps. On the two-foot-high door sign, the three characters "Qingping Palace" shine faintly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Qingping Palace is not small in scale, covering an area of thirty or forty acres. It is also a famous avenue temple in Shili and Baxiang, with great incense.
"Junior Brother Qingxu."
"Junior Brother Qingxu, you are back."
The two welcoming Taoists guarding the door greeted Zhang Yao one after another when they saw Zhang Yao coming back from collecting herbs.
"Senior Brother Qinglang, Senior Brother Qingzhao."
Zhang Yao bowed his head, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then entered the Qingping Palace.
A lot of the mottled old red walls have peeled off, and the gaps between the blue bricks are covered with moss, showing the age of this Taoist temple everywhere.
Since its establishment, Qingping Palace has a history of hundreds of years and has been passed down for four generations. Today, there are forty or fifty people in the palace including real people, Taoist priests and Taoist boys.
After Zhang Yao entered the palace gate, he walked through the palaces and pavilions with ease and came to the Danding Palace.
"came back?"
A Taoist in the hall, wearing a black Taoist robe and a lotus crown, was reading a classic by candlelight. He heard the sound and glanced at Zhang Yao:
"Put down the backpack. We'll do the cleaning and cooking later. Let's go have a meal first."
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Yao bowed respectfully, put the basket in the corner of the hall, turned around and left in a hurry.
By the time he arrived at the dining hall, it was almost dark, and there were not many people alone in the dining hall. Fortunately, there was still some food left, so it would not be a cold pot.
Today's meal was ordinary white water noodles and pickles, without much oil and water. Zhang Yao finished one bowl quickly and went to get another bowl.
"Senior Brother Qingxu!"
As soon as he sat down at the long table, a younger Taoist boy came over and said with excitement:
"Have you heard? Master Guanyuan is going to return to secular life, and the position of Master Guanyuan will soon be vacant!"
"Of course I know that."
Zhang Yao raised his eyebrows and said casually:
"But what does this have to do with us?"
"We are just ordinary little Taoist boys who have not yet been punished. It is not our turn to worry about this matter."
"How can you say it doesn't matter?"
The little Taoist boy disagreed and lowered his voice:
"If our master can choose the real person, wouldn't we all be lifted by the tide?"
The scale of the Qingping Palace is not as large as those of the Taoist temples with hundreds of people. The internal distribution of powers is not as complicated as "three capitals, five lords and eighteen heads", but it is still strictly hierarchical.
Under the palace master, the two masters Du Guan and Du Yao have the highest status, followed by the masters of the four palaces.
These little Taoist boys are all affiliated with the Danding Hall, and are nominally the disciples of the real person in charge of the hall, "Guan Lu". If the real person Guan Lu can be promoted, it seems that they can also benefit.
"You think too much."
Zhang Yao saw through his childish thoughts at a glance, shook his head and said:
"We are just Master's registered disciples, not his disciples."
"Even if the master really becomes the master in charge of the palace, we will still be affiliated with the Alchemy Hall. Then the master will be replaced by the new master in charge of the palace."
"ah?"
When the little Taoist boy heard this, his expression suddenly turned down:
"That's right... I thought I could go to the Zangzang Pavilion with Master to get rid of the drudgery of the Alchemy Cauldron Palace."
The Qingping Palace does not support idlers, even the little Taoist boys have clear division of responsibilities.
They, the boys of the Alchemy Hall, often have to go into the mountains to collect herbs, and are also responsible for the processing, storage, and maintenance of the herbs, which is a hard job.
After all, selling elixirs to prolong life and strengthen the body is an important source of income for the Qingping Palace. They cannot be careless. The slightest slack will lead to reprimands and punishments.
Among the three pavilions and four halls of Qingping Palace, the most difficult ones are the boys and Taoists in Danding Hall and General Affairs Hall.
"Do you want to leave the Alchemy Palace?"
Zhang Yao took a sip of noodles, glanced at him, and said vaguely:
"I advise you to stop thinking about it as soon as possible. It's too difficult."
Several Taoist boys of the same age as him had complained about the hard work of the Danding Hall, but Zhang Yao didn't think anything of it.
The world at the foot of the mountain is very chaotic, with frequent natural and man-made disasters. Many people are forced to sell their children, sell their daughters, or even starve to death.
They work as Taoist boys in the Qingping Palace. They don't have to worry about their lives. They can work, have enough to eat, and have the opportunity to practice health-preserving skills. This is already very good. I don't know how many people in the mountains can't dream of such a life.
"Why……"
The little Taoist boy sighed and frowned:
"Then I really hope that when I grow up and receive burial soon, I can stay in the palace and refine elixirs without having to travel so hard."
Zhang Yao smiled, finished eating the noodles in the bowl, stood up and said:
"Growing up may not be a good thing..."
