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Chapter 92: Up the Mountain to Worship the Gods and Obtain the Pill Stove

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    In rural areas, especially the older generation, people have beliefs, such as praying to gods and worshiping Buddha.

    Yang Yiyun's grandmother is such a pious person, in the eyes of today's young people, she is superstitious.

    But Yang Yiyun doesn't think so. He thinks that grandma's generation praying to God and Buddha is not a superstition, but a kind of good faith.

    Because, this is a kind of spiritual sustenance, such as praying to the gods to bless him and his sister to be admitted to college, to bless the health of the siblings, etc

    Rather than saying it is superstition, it is better to say that it is their generation's wish for a better life, because they often pray to God and Buddha with a better vision of life.

    It's not that if someone in the family is sick, they don't need to take medicine to see a doctor when they go to worship the gods and Buddhas. On the contrary, colleagues who are taking medicine to see a doctor go to the temple to worship the gods and pray for the Buddha, just for a psychological sustenance.

    Therefore, Yang Yiyun definitely believes that this is a good belief.

    No, the next morning, grandma urged him to go to Jiutian Niangniang Temple, thirty miles away, to offer incense and fulfill his wish. Grandma said that she had made a wish to Jiutian Niangniang, bless him to go to school safely, and now he is back  , should go to the temple to burn incense.

    Perhaps in the eyes of others, grandma would be considered too superstitious and naive, but Yang Yiyun felt very warm in her heart, because she knew that this was another kind of concern grandma had for him.

    Moreover, Jiutian Niangniang Temple is a Taoist deity, located on Helong Mountain, with a long history. It is rumored that the temple was built in the Ming Dynasty. Yang Yiyun also wants to visit it, as if it is to accompany grandma to relax.

    There is nothing wrong with revering the gods in your heart, as long as you are not blind. On the contrary, to a certain extent, it can play a role in soothing the soul. This is also a kind of self-sustainment.

    When many people are confused, they often go to the street to find a fortune teller to give them a fortune-telling. In this case, in Yang Yiyun's opinion, it is better to visit ancient temples and worship gods and Buddhas, which can also calm the impetuous mind.  Things that have been confused for a long time will suddenly become clear after the mind is at peace, and many problems can be figured out.

    It can not only climb mountains, but also browse the ancient temple civilization, and go up the mountain to see the scenery, which can serve multiple purposes.

    After breakfast, Yang Yiyun took his grandmother and younger sister to the Nine Heavens Holy Mother Temple in Helong Mountain, thirteen miles away.

    ?Since the temple is deep in the mountains, the car can only drive 25 miles, and the remaining five miles need to be walked.

    At first, grandma said instead: "I want to walk with a pious heart."

    Yang Yiyun smiled wryly and said, "Grandma is thirty miles away, and it takes me a long time to walk back and forth. We are all starving to death." In fact, he was worried that grandma's legs and feet were not good. She was almost seventy years old, and walking was too strenuous.  .

    Xu felt sorry for the two grandsons, so grandma agreed to drive, and the three of them walked for the rest of the five miles.

    An hour later, the grandparents and grandchildren finally arrived at the Niangniang Temple.

    There is an old Taoist resident here who cleans up and repairs here, and also does some things for the surrounding villagers to unravel the sign and interpret the hexagrams. Everyone also respects the old Taoist.

    ? After worshiping the Nine Heavens Empress devoutly with my grandma, my grandma asked to offer money for sesame oil to the temple.

    Yang Yiyun carried a small 10,000 in cash with him, and he planned to donate more to his grandma's spiritual sustenance, leaving all the 10,000 in cash on him.

    It is not appropriate to directly release merit incense. After all, it is a lot of money for a small rural temple. After thinking about it, he thinks it is more appropriate to directly hand it over to the old Taoist who keeps the incense. Anyway, he takes care of the entire temple all the year round, repairing and repairing the temple.  Compensation also needs money.

    I am also familiar with the old Taoist Yang Yiyun. When I was a child, I often visited with my grandmother, and the old Taoist would give them some melons and fruits for worship.

    After explaining to his grandmother and sister, Yang Yiyun went to the side courtyard of the temple to find the old Taoist.

    Thick smoke was rising from the side room in the backyard, presumably the old man was cooking.

    Far away Yang Yiyun yelled: "Is Taoist Master Mao here?"

    "Who is it? Come in." A loud voice came from inside the house.

    Yang Yiyun walked in and took a look. The thirty-square-meter room was filled with smoky air, and a strong smell of herbs permeated the entire room.

    There is a railway in the corner, and on it is a one-foot-high bucket shaped like a gourd, from which the smell of herbs emanates.

    And there is already an old Taoist in his eighties who is fanning the fire with a fan by the stove.

    Hearing Yang Yiyun come in, he turned his head and said: "The layman came to offer incense and release the lottery?"

    Yang Yiyun may not have known him after studying abroad for a few years, so he said with a smile: "I am Yunzi from Shangyang Village, Daoist Mao. When I was young, I came to you with Tie Dan to steal melons and fruits. Do you remember?"

    "Oh~ I remembered, so you?This hairy monkey, and that little bunny, Tie Dan, were the most naughty of you when you were young, and you have grown up so much in a blink of an eye.  Daoist Mao laughed and found a stool for Yang Yiyun to sit on.

    Yang Yiyun smiled embarrassingly when he thought about his naughty childhood, and asked casually, "Master Mao, are you?"

    "Hey, I'm getting old, and my waist and legs are hurting recently. I went to the mountains to dig some yams and made some medicine for myself." The old man said with a sigh.

    "You always go to the hospital to see, how dangerous it is to run into the mountains at such an age." Yang Yiyun said to him after sitting down, thinking that this old Taoist is quite pitiful. I heard from the old people in the village that he was a Taoist priest who became a monk halfway.  When he was young, he had a family and a house, but he lost his wife and children due to some great accident, so he became a monk and became a Taoist. He came to Jiutian Temple thirty years ago, and he has lived there since then.  Walk.

    "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I have an old problem, and seeing a doctor is expensive now, and I always spend the empress's sesame oil money, and I can't bear it."

    Listening to Mao Laodao's words, Yang Yiyun understood a bit. Jiutian Temple is located in the deep mountains, and the pilgrims who can come basically only come once on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. Even if you donate sesame oil money, it is not much. Besides, rural people don't have much money.  , the old man has no money, even using such a pot for boiling medicine, it's a bit shabby.

    Yang Yiyun took out a stack of money, put it in front of the old Taoist and said, "This is my wish, the Taoist. You can take it down the mountain to see a doctor, and the rest of the money will be my sesame oil money."

    The old Taoist stopped when he saw Yang Yiyun took out a thick stack: "You can't do it. It's not easy for you young people to make money outside. My old bones are half buried, so I don't need to spend that money."

    "Don't say no, Taoist priest. I'm not short of money now, so I'm the one who worships the gods. You, the agent of the gods, still have to take good care of your health, keep incense in the temple of the empress, and open the lottery for the villagers.  To explain the hexagrams, take my grandma as an example, she will come on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, if you are not here, who will she ask to explain the hexagrams?"

    After Yang Yiyun spoke sincerely, the old Taoist stopped refusing, and said in his mouth: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the old Taoist is very grateful."

    After being polite, the old Taoist accepted Yang Yiyun's money. At this time, he went to fan the stove with a fan again. Seeing that his legs and feet were weak, Yang Yiyun walked over and said, "President Daoist, I will help you."

    He took the fan and helped him to fan the stove. The medicine was too thick to look like it didn¡¯t move. Yang Yiyun couldn¡¯t help but said, ¡°Daoist, please take time to go down the mountain and buy an induction cooker. It¡¯s more convenient to boil medicine.  A device for medicine."

    The old man coughed twice and said: "This jar is an antique. It was thrown away behind the temple before. I saw it could hold water, so I washed it and used it as a casserole. It looks like it should be a pill furnace, like bronze.  It's too thick, and it takes a lot of effort to boil water."

    Speaking unintentionally, listening to intention, Yang Yiyun heard the word "Dan Stove", and immediately moved in his heart, and summoned Master in his heart, wanting Master to see if it is a Dan Stove?

    He needs alchemy. In the words of his master, he can do alchemy with the true energy and Lihuo, but the only thing he lacks is the alchemy furnace.

    Immediately, Master Yun Tianxie's voice sounded in his mind: "Hey~ It's actually an ancient fairy artifact pill furnace, my dear student, you are lucky, with such a fairy artifact pill stove, your alchemy will be more effective with half the effort.

    I didn't expect that ancient fairy artifacts would appear in your small world. It seems that the civilization in this world is not simple. In the future, you should pay attention to it.  What about cultivators?

    However, this alchemy furnace is a good thing, you must get it, such a thing can cause a bloodbath in the cultivation world~"

    Hearing Master Yun Tianxie finished speaking, Yang Yiyun's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that there really was a fairy artifact. Moreover, according to Master's tone, this alchemy stove used by the old master to boil medicine is still a treasure, and it is really not something that can be praised by Master.  many.

    Last time, the 500-year-old ginseng was not in his eyes, but this time there was a dark pill furnace, but it was a fairy-level treasure in his mouth.

    Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun looked at the old man with apprehension, and expressed his willingness to buy this medicine pot, thinking that he would buy it no matter how much it cost, because he was afraid that the old man would not be willing.

    Unexpectedly, the old man stared and said: "It's just a medicine pot, take it if you don't think it's dirty, anyway, it's hard to boil water."

    With such a relaxed sentence, Yang Yiyun was overjoyed. He did not expect to get an ancient immortal weapon, the alchemy furnace, this time he went up to the mountain to worship the gods.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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