The grass is still growing, and strings of slender spikes grow out, blowing in the wind, and the grains are full.
Yi Ning recognized it. It was just the most common ryegrass, a weed that people used to grow lawns and feed cattle.
This kind of grass was impossible to grow in winter, but now it thrives because of a drop of sweat.
Have I become Tang Monk?
Thinking of the monster spying on Tang Seng, Yi Ning frowned slightly.
When a person has strong individual strength, he needs a more determined mind to suppress the evil of human nature.
Judging from the monks I have come into contact with recently, it is obvious that not many can do this.
Yi Ning believes that there are many good people in this world, but he is not willing to bet on whether a person's heart is evil or good. He does not like to put the initiative in the hands of others.
Therefore, we must increase our self-protection capabilities as soon as possible!
What he can rely on now seems to be the relationship between the colorful pool water in his body and the way of heaven.
These thoughts were completed in just a moment.
After confirming the next plan, Yi Ning still needs to solve the immediate matter.
So, can my blood save the monk?
Yi Ning decided to give it a try, so he threw the hoe towards He Bo and said, "I have some things to do. I have to trouble He Bo to bury the people's corpses."
"Senior, don't worry."
How could He Bo dare to accept this gift? He quickly turned around and asked, "Senior, are you leaving?"
"No, I'll try to save the buffalo." Yi Ning shook his head and walked towards the huge pit outside the village.
He Bo held the hoe, and his eyes burst with joy. The senior was finally willing to help!
In his mind, wouldn't it be easy for a monk in the upper five realms to save a little god who had just given birth to a god?
Outside the village, in front of the huge pit.
Yi Ning rubbed his chin and did not start treatment immediately, even though the buffalo was already dying.
Perhaps because of the flashback, the buffalo's eyelids trembled. He raised his eyes a few times and finally opened half of his eyes.
He looked at it. They looked at each other for the first time in this plowing field. With just one look, both sides seemed to understand what the other wanted to do.
The buffalo swayed, trying to stand up to express its gratitude.
Yi Ning's tone was stern: "Don't move!"
This extremely stubborn buffalo actually stopped moving and lay quietly in the puddle of blood.
It just half-squinted its eyes, looking at Yi Ning's face, as if it wanted to carve the other person's appearance into the deepest part of its heart.
After Yi Ning thought for a moment, determination flashed in his eyes. He took out a knife and cut his palm open.
A trace of blood gradually emerged, from shallow to dark, from thin to thick, and scarlet blood rushed to overflow from the blood stain.
At the same time, there is a strong fragrance, like the winter plum, the fragrance spreads for hundreds of miles.
The aroma wafts through,
Green buds sprouted from the branches with only branches left, and the original evergreen vegetation became more leafy.
The little animals in the mountains and forests moved their noses, and then their instincts drove them to find the source of the fragrance.
...
In the deep mountains dozens of miles away, there was a one-eyed man sitting cross-legged on a boulder, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "Is this the appearance of a rare treasure from heaven and earth? Well... it is within the living area of the human race."
The big man showed a little struggle in his eyes, and then turned into determination.
He kicked hard with his toes, and the boulder behind him exploded, and the figure of the big man flew out, dragging a whip-like tiger tail behind his butt.
...
In Chaoyang Mansion, Ouyang Shi was sitting on the floor with a woman smoking a cigarette.
"Fellow Taoist Yue'e, this is the income of the Chaoyang branch this year, which is exactly one million taels of silver."
The old Taoist priest took out the storage bag he had prepared long ago and looked at the woman opposite, the look of envy in his eyes flashing away.
There is only one reason for Ouyang Shi's envy.
This woman named Yue'e is an orthodox disciple of Bai Yujing. Although she is only an outer disciple, she is still Bai Yujing, even if she is a direct disciple of other sects.
She also has another identity, that is, she is responsible for the review work of the four Immortal Pavilions in the northern part of Daqian Kingdom.
"The income is good this year, so work hard." Although she is a monk of the same class, the sense of superiority in Yue'e's tone is particularly obvious.
Ouyang Shi had long been accustomed to it and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, then my salary this year..."
Yue'e blew out a smoke ring and said lazily: "Do you want a hundred spiritual stones or immortal copper coins?"
"How can I get the immortal spring money in a small place like mine? I can just use spiritual stones."
"a little......"
Before the woman finished speaking, she suddenly looked up to the north, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "What a strong spiritual fragrance?"
The same was true for Ouyang Shi. After some analysis in his mind, greed suddenly surged into his heart.
After the two of them looked at each other, they didn't need to communicate. They started using their Taoist techniques and flew towards the scent of spiritual energy.
Along the way, Ouyang Shi had even begun to figure out how to divide the spoils.
Who told him that he had an orthodox disciple of Bai Yujing? As a casual cultivator, he understood very well the intimidating power of Taoist leaders on monks.
Even if the city god of the middle five realms rushes there in person, he still has to give Yue'e some thin noodles.
...
Of course, the Chaoyang Mansion City God noticed something strange, and he first showed a surprised look.
Then it was discovered that the abnormality was exactly where the senior was, and he immediately withered.
He didn't want to see that senior again. Even if he poked a hole in the sky, the City God wouldn't go back there for a second.
...
Outside Qianniu Village.
"despair."
The broken blood-colored jade beads slipped along the wound, dripped on the buffalo, and turned into a gorgeous blood-red flower.
One drop, two drops...
Yi Ning squatted half-crouched, watching the blood flow out of his palm.
Apart from its fragrance, his blood was no different from normal human blood.
When the blood falls drop by drop on the buffalo, it soaks into the body of the buffalo instantly.
The buffalo's forehead was constantly flashing with colorful lights, and its eyes seemed a little clearer.
But Yi Ning couldn't laugh at all.
On the contrary, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
"No!"
Yi Ning took out the prepared mugwort ash, applied it to the wound, and wrapped a cloth strip around his palm, and the bleeding stopped.
He looked at the blood still spilling from the cow and fell into deep thought.
Even a layman like Yi Ning could tell that his blood contained strong vitality and aura, there was no doubt about this.
but,
This vital blood dripping onto the buffalo has no other effect except to help it regain some consciousness.
The golden blood is still gushing out of the buffalo's body, and the root cause cannot be cured at all.
"Moo~"
The buffalo looked at Yi Ning, tears falling from its huge eyes.
Yi Ning reached out and stroked the cow's head, telling it to calm down: "I'm fine, don't worry."
He squatted in front of the pit and his brain was spinning rapidly. This was the first time he treated a monk. It seemed that he was back to the time when he first studied medicine. He was ignorant and had to consider everything.
The buffalo was lying in the pit, its eyes flashing with worry. It was not worried about itself, but about the white-haired immortal master opposite.
At the entrance of the village, Hebo had already buried the body and was pacing back and forth in the distance.
The senior had told him not to get close before. Although he felt a strange movement, he did not dare to pry around.
at this time,
Yi Ning's voice came: "Please He Bo, do me a favor!"
